#rpzelos

[what-you-must-do]

Baby Isaac

@sunset-wings

It had been a few days since he set off the letter to Zelos informing him he had a big surprise, but did not wish to disclose it in he letter. Regal respected the fact that Stacy didn’t want Isaac to be the hot topic of Meltokio, considering the poor treatment his adopted daughter Amy got. He would tell his friends in person and when Isaac wasn’t a newborn and his family in need of privacy to adjust to all the changes that came with Isaac he would then make the reveal.

At the moment he was trying to keep Isaac amuse while Stacy took a break and much needed nap from him. Though Isaac seemed to find more fun in throwing his toys across the room and crying until Regal fetched them for him, than actually playing with them himself.

“This is the last time I’m bringing it back...” Regal sighed, though knew that wouldn’t be the case.

[tripleroyalty]

@sunset-wings

Catalina approached Zelos with a large set of puppy eyes on her face. “Father, since the flowers are in bloom would we pleeeeease take a trip away from the castle to see them?”

“Pleeeease?” Callisthenes joined in, whining as he begged. Trips out of the castle were rare, and seeing the seasonal flowers all in bloom sounded nice. Not to mention he plain didn’t want to be left behind!

[isaaccecilbryant]

☂ -uruwashikikenshi

Send me a ☂ to find my character in a dark alley in the middle of a storm, beaten and bloody || @uruwashikikenshi

Isaac leapt from one rooftop to the next, trying to mind his footing with the rain soaking everything. One false step and he’d have an excruciating fall to enjoy. At least the storm blotted out the moon, making the night perfectly dark, so Isaac could move around more easily. Aeon rarely sent Isaac on missions in his own universe and world, but this time Aeon had confidence only Isaac could handle it. Besides, it was in Isaac’s own timeline in the first place, so it wasn’t like he was time traveling at all.

There was a small group that was planning an uprising, much like the Sylvarant Liberation Front from the few year before Isaac’s birth, and Isaac needed to take them out. He’d found his way to their meeting place, but when he jumped to the tin roof his foot slipped on the slick metal and slid right off. The landing was bad enough, but he’d been overheard and the members came round to investigate. It was Isaac’s stellar performance at playing dead that convinced them to leave him alone after a few pummels. Still, Isaac had at least one broken bone from the fall and he could taste blood in his mouth. Quietly, Isaac dragged himself away when the coast was clear, assured that the little gang was back to their meeting indoors. A bolt of pain shot through Isaac’s shoulder with the strength to stun him with every movement, but he forced himself to press on. He didn’t get far when someone stepped in front of him. Isaac felt the world around him slow, the rain falling at 5 centimeters a seconds, and his heart pounded in his chest like a drum, blood coursing through his ears. Was this it? Did they have a guard that noticed him and was ready to finish the job?

Isaac then heard his name and everything snapped back to normal pace. “Uncle…?”

[isaaccecilbryant]

@uruwashikikenshi || Continued

“It’s too late, you’ve broken my heart! This is so sad…”

“Alexa, play Despacito!”

“Oh no, how ever will I live with myself now.”

He pulls out an acoustic guitar and plays Dispacito himself.

[isaaccecilbryant]

@uruwashikikenshi || Continued

Zelos blinked, a small honest smile emerging for once as he listened. While he had Isaac at a more even level, he quickly ruffled his hair before letting him go, the urge to do it was much greater than he could resist. The redhead lightly tapped Isaac’s shoulder with the back of his hand as he responded “Aaahhh, well one of us has to be the more mature adult, eh? It sure as hell ain’t gonna be me, I’m the fun uncle!” Being called an uncle already made Zelos feel old, but he had to admit that he was curious about Isaac’s statement. Just how old did Regal feel?

Setting the thought, and act, aside he smiled honestly once more. “Course’ I’m going, I’d be an asshole if I didn’t. Consider my schedule freed up.” Although… Zelos drummed his fingers on his chin “You guys picked a day yet? Hell, you know where you’re gonna hold the ceremony?” Just as quickly as he had smiled, it was replaced with a cheeky smirk “You gonna be cheesy and do the whole thing up on the garden?”

“Hey--” Gently he tried to push Zelos’ hand away when Isaac realized his hair was being messed up. “Come on, I had my hair combed nicely.” Carefully pulling away, Isaac found a mirror and recombed his hair with his fingers to make it look a little more orderly. 

“Of course you’re the fun uncle, you and Uncle Lloyd both. Imagine how dull it would be if everyone ended up as serious as my dad after age 30 hit.” Not that Regal was a stick in the mud or anything, but he certainly had trouble loosening up compared to the others.

Beaming at Zelos’ promise to be there Isaac replied “Thank you, uncle! I’m glad you can make it!” It felt good knowing his uncle was going to set aside the date just for the wedding. “We plan to have it on December 5th, the anniversary of Page and I becoming a couple. And yes....it’s going to be in the gardens of the Bryant manor. Page isn’t a fan of the church setting and the nice thing about Altamira is that the weather will be good even in December.”

[isaaccecilbryant]

@uruwashikikenshi

“Uncle, no...”

[isaaccecilbryant]

@silentsymphonia || Continued

“If you mean me not seeing the tons of pictures of half-naked people, then no. I didn’t see anything.” Zelos burst out into laughter at his own words and wiped his eye for a more dramatic effect.

“No! Am I the kinda guy that would go snooping into really sensitive docu–” he stopped, suddenly becoming serious “Actually don’t answer that.” He curled his fist against his hip, shifting his weight “I’m pretty sure that stuff’s more important than my title. And y’know, that’s a pretty big deal.” He narrowed his eyes “You didn’t snoop around my stuff, did ya?”  he didn’t really have much to hide, but an opportunity to mess with Isaac was way too great to let it pass by.

No matter what life my thrust upon a person, Uncle Zelos was proof that some things never changed. Isaac could only shake his head in response. As if he would have that kind of stuff on him.

A laugh couldn’t be held back at what Zelos said next, even though Isaac knew the implications behind why that was funny and yet very serious at the same time. “Yes, it is. Thank you for not going through it.” Of course when Zelos got suspicious towards Isaac the young noble just held up his hands in surrender and flashed a smile. “Of course not. What kind of man do you think my dad raised me to be?”

[isaaccecilbryant]

A Caged Wolf

@silentsymphonia || Continued

The initial metallic groan from the heavy door caused the slumped figure to let out a growl. A flash of a gold pair of eyes from past hair that had not been brushed properly; to the extent Zelos would normally do anyway. He was a mess, the markings and occasional faint trace of a bruise added to his dishelved look.

“…Isaac?”

Instead of his captors, he saw Isaac, the relief that Zelos felt was much more than his face could currently manage to show due to his. His eyes lit up and returned back to normal as he shifted around, but was then stopped by metallic rattling. The chains that wrapped around his shoulders stopped him from moving further, causing him to jolt to a stop as if he had temporarily forgotten. He glanced down at his shackled wrists before slouching with a graceless thud from his back hitting the wall. “How the hell did you get in here?” he assumed his captors were more than finished as he busied himself with trying to free the shackle around his neck.

“What didn’t they do? Once I’m outta here, I’m gonna teach these guys a lesson.” he glared at the chains holding him down, as if that would get them to whimper and release him at once. Right.

With the door open, Isaac slipped in, moving slowly when a pair of golden eyes glared at him.

“Shhh.” Isaac held a finger to his lips. “I’m here to get you out.” Though, the chains would take some work. If only his lock picking skills were on par with Uncle Lloyd or Aunty Sheena. Drawing near Isaac pulled out a pick and got to work, only saying “I have my ways.” Ways being Aeon and the portal he could make through space and time, though Isaac’s sneaking skills deserved some recognition too. But another time.

As he got closer the injuries Zelos sustained became apparent to Isaac. “What have they done to you?” Surely if Uncle Zelos could see his reflection right now he would be more than dismayed, though the man could probably guess at his appearance. Bruises like that did more than just look bad for the person sporting them.

“We can worry about that once you are out and better.” Isaac insisted, planning on keeping an eye on his uncle until he was fully recovered. “And when that time comes I intent to assist you in that.” No one did this to Isaac’s family and got away with it.