#ser-handeloup

[adelphel-ffxiv]

(ノﾟДﾟ)八(ﾟДﾟ )ノ despite them apparently never having grown up.

(( Send (ノﾟДﾟ)八(ﾟДﾟ )ノfor a starter where our muses are children! @ser-handeloup ))

The sun was shining brightly, the markets bustling with the sounds of trades and the unmistakable clink of coin. This was Ishgard’s prime- where her towers yet stood tall, her people lively. Children darted through the streets, between market stalls, playing some manner of game, their minds placing them in a whole other realm filled with fantasy and wonder.

A young Adelphel de Chevraudan, with his hair tied back in a neat ponytail and dirt on his knees, stood atop a wall with his hands on his hips. He couldn’t have been older than five or six summers, with his small pink nose and big ambitions; and hobby for picking on nigh every soul that walked past, including a much older Handeloup.

“Ishgard’s bridges falling down, falling down!” The youth chided, giggling between notes in his song. “Come on, Handeloup- it’s your turn to play the Commander! I want to be the Heaven’s Ward knight-!"

[lucia-goe-junius]

ser-handeloup replied to your photo: I’ve been thinking a lot about this scene since...

My guess is a history of making similar “jokes” in Lucia’s presence, and getting discreetly pulled to the side by Aymeric/(someone similar) for a heavy bonk atop the head. How he’d manage to keep it confidential, beats me.

>Emmanellain >keeping things secret

I’m just as skeptical of this as you are. I can’t see this as something they would want to have open in all of Ishgard. 

[ignasse]

Wilred: What’s the greatest mistake my character has made?

Aside from the obvious?  Likely arguing with Ser Vellguine over Zephirin taking the Archimandrite position and then arguing with Ser Zephirin over his fitness for the position.  Being a pain in the ass to his new commander meant a demotion and that when he began having private concerns over the direction of the Ward’s efforts, he had no one in authority to take them to.

[wayward-whelpling]

♯: Is there any kind of muse, you would like to play, but don’t dare? Why?

(( Munday questions, “How do you RP edition” - @ser-handeloup ))

.: Oh, man. Where to even start? XIV is the second MMO I’ve ever RP’d in, and the first I’ve ever picked up a canon muse in. I’ve had a great deal of fun roleplaying as Adelphel, and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought of picking up more.

.: Sticking with the XIV universe, I feel that I could write a convincing Thancred, as well as an Unukalhai - but the former is far too popular a character, and the latter I’d be worried I’d screw up pretty badly. Not to mention, both have several muns already!

.: There’s also a few muses from other games that are in the back of my mind that I’ll never try. Kael’thas from World of Warcraft, and Seifer Almasy from FFVIII to name two.

.: Thanks for the ask!

[ignasse]

🎵 ((for that latest meme you reblogged, this is the best mobile can do))

Bill Withers - Lean on Me

[grinn-no]

20: What your character is like at social events

SEND ME A NUMBER AND HELP ME DEVELOP MY CHARACTER

“I stay long enough for people to know I’m there, then as soon as I can, I leave. Can’t stand them, everyone just standing around talking about things, I much prefer to have a few good drinks, then fight and then spend the rest of the evening in my chambers with more good drink and Paulecrain”

[adelphel-ffxiv]

(Impressions meme: OOC!) First impression - "oh my god is there a knight of the Ward in my stream? oh my god oh my god OH MY GOD?!" Current impression: befriending you is the ultimately best thing that happened to me in 2016, and I don't know what I can really add to that?

(( What was your first impression of me VS your current impression of me? - @ser-handeloup ))

.// I feel the same way about you, hon! I’ll admit- I loved the reactions you gave every time I came into your streams. They’ll always be fond memories! But the friendship we’ve built after will make for ever fonder ones. <3

[lucia-goe-junius]

You Tried your Best

@ser-handeloup

The idea had been fix something light for the Lord Commander so that he could focus on the rest of his work for the evening. As both of them had finished in their most pressing duties early, it was easy to take it upon themselves to assist him even in this small manner; a well meaning intention. This would have been perfectly fine if someone had not decided to leave her alone in the kitchen to make it herself.

That had been the first mistake.

She decided to recreate the dodo egg omelet Ser Aymeric had shown her so long ago – the only thing she could even reasonably attempt. This ended in typical failure, with the results being scrambled and burnt. The next attempt yielded something that looked vaguely more omelette-like but at the last moment, it flipped out of the pan as she tried to turn it.

Finally, on the third attempt yielded a near perfect (well, for her anyways) result…save for the odd green color. Too late she realized she’d added cilantro instead of parsley, and way too much of it at that. At this point the kitchen was starting to smell strange, a mixture of eggs, overused herbs, and burnt ingredients. She poked the omelet curiously, wondering if it was still edible despite the overwhelming odor.

“What in the name of—What is this!?”

Lucia looked up from the pan at Handeloup’s return, looking none the guiltier for it. “Cooking.” She said, as if that explained the disaster that was the small makeshift kitchen for officers. “You did leave me to take care of it, afterall.”