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01/10/20 Mysterious creatures have appeared throughout the Kingdom
05/16/18 The Spring Magic Knigts Exam has came to an end!
05/16/18 Patch 2.5 has dropped!
08/01/18 The 4 year Time Skip has occured. New rules and regulations as well as events have all been put into place.
09/21/18 The Royal Knight Exams have begun
10/01/18 The 2018 Fall Harvest Festival will begin
10/19/18 The Fall Magic Knight Exams will begin
11/15/18 The Harvest Festival and Royal Knight Exams both end
11/12/18 The Magic Knight Exams have begun
12/05/18 The Yule Time Festivus has brought many events throughout the Kingdom!
02/15/19 The Grimoire Ceremony is starting all around the country.
04/08/19 The Magic Knight Exams have begun
05/20/19 The Magic Knight Exams have ended
06/01/19 The Diamond Kingdom has started thier invasion on Clover, hoping to end the war!
09/30/19 The War with Diamond has ended!
10/01/19 One Year Timeskip
In the wake of death and decay; My heart bleeds to heal yours
'Suke found himself in the library looking through books of different researches and a specific interest in what was going on in the minds of those who created such a book. His eyes perusing the detailed analysis of a mana beast and how mana shaped its structure and well being in all kinds of ways. Truly an interesting way to spend one's day was the reading material 'Suke was finding scattered about the library. Sure enough he found that the organization system of it was a mess to say the least, though he could tell there were remnants of one in the past there just wasn't one any longer. It was a suitable and genuine surprise to his eyes yet he continued to meander through the books and figure out what was the purpose to making this place that was supposed to be suitably well established into something of a rather corkscrew mess.
He spent multiple days and night in this place and it finally after four years of using this location as a camping ground of research had finally infuriated him enough to clean it up. His clothing the simple white pants and shirt of a commoner yet possessing the jade stone necklace and bracelet he forged himself in his days of the wild. On a seat near him was that fashionable red cloak most knew he wore as well as his coral peacock mantle on top of it. In his pockets were those particularly useful combat gloves but in this situation he didn't plan to go punching around like a mad man. No, instead he just continued his cleaning of the room and the mess it had become while maintaining a sense of direction with the reorganization of the books that were scattered about. The sun itself was no longer on his mind as was the time of day no longer there.
In the library closed off from the world one could easily mistake how long time has passed as there were no windows, no sundial, absolutely nothing but the mana infused lights above that circled and brightened the place with a nice mana reservoir to keep those inside content with researching whatever it may be they need to research. 'Suke took one book down and saw immediately who it was by, and the fact that it was more than just short stories but also had art in it. He dropped the book down from his high standing ladder onto the table by his robes as he was definitely going to pour over that novelists book of art there later but for now just went back to cleaning, his face and hands undoubtedly having some grime of past dust on them while he was working away at his duty in the squad.
She breathed out and then in. Cleared her mind, closed her eyes. She was still as the shadows themselves, her presence nearly masked by the low light of the library. She sat cross legged in the center of some pillows and cushions. Her back was straight, her shoulder replaced. Meditation, it was one of those things she happened to pick up over the years to help her relax, to help her forget and to remember.
A mantra spoken silently in her head. In the blank of her empty mind however, it left her vulnerable to thinking of the past, the most recent past. The blood of the battlefield. The bodies that littered the ground. Enemy after enemy, no end in sight. She was trying to evacuate civilians. There were looters, brigands, but they were more organized than mere bandits. Diamond. She saw a child in the crowd crying.
She was calling out to him, lost and alone. Where is your mother? Do you know where your parents are? Let me help you. Don’t worry, I’m a Magic Knight. I’ll protect you.
The fire was overtaking the lost village. The buildings fell, crumbling to nothing but debris. She heard the screaming, she was trying to get the boy to hurry. Take my hand, stay close to me. Don’t worry, I’m a Magic Knight.
I’ll protect you.
Vanilla opened her sapphire eyes. Her bare hand went to touch her cheek, feeling at the scar that marred her face. She had protected the child, but at what cost of her own? How long ago… had that incident been? Silver hair laid long and free, reaching down to the floor even as she sat straight. She stretched back her shoulder, tucking some long locks behind her ear. Her other hand reached out, feeling for the pair of dark gloves she now most constantly wore. Slipping the dark leather onto her fingers, she stretched out each digit carefully. She wore the gloves now because gripping her sword blades proved to be a strenuous task on her hands.
She knew that someone else was in the library. It wasn’t a surprise considering that this was the Peacock base after all. Quite a few souls always occupied the room of knowledge. She could remember the early days of her Magic Knight career, when she would spend hours on hours reading all the romance and poetry books. Of course, later on she would turn to more practical and research based inquiries, but those first few days… when she still had been a romantic.
She sighed softly, raising herself up to her two feet. Her cape swayed with each movement, as if floating through the air, a dark, black cloak that seemed to belong to a grim reaper. It had been almost, a fire wraith at least. She had modified it, along with her Peacock Robe, creating a dual layered cloak and cape that she was nearly never found without.
Her style had changed over the years. No longer did she normally wear dresses, but now she seemed to prefer more formal attire. A dark Frock coat, with a tucked and careful cravat, but her lower half was decorated with long, lightly armored boots and breathable black shorts. Running in dresses… didn’t really so much cut it anymore for the girl, being the more physical mage she was. And those boots of her silently swept across the floor as she made her way to a table that had a book of poems thrown on it.
She smiled at seeing the author.
“A meeting of us. As if by an accident Like summer’s ending.”
Her words were soft, yet clear. And certainly they could be heard by the crimson eyed blond upon the ladder, several shelves above her. She was quoting Taka, a foreign poet that she admired, in his stylized haiku. Perhaps the Coral Peacock’s Vice Captain recognized the lines, after all, she had told him long ago that he was her favored poet. Her smile was small, lips topped with a cherry pink lipstick. She looked up to him, the quiet stillness of the library quickly then returning.
But of course, the Peacocks' library was never an empty one.
Kimiko had just finished one of her novels. It was a pure romantic book filled with dramatic events. Now it was time to move onto her next adventure. The petite young woman would venture around the library attempting to find another book that peak her interest into delving into a literature filled journey once more.
Kimiko was very aware that were two other bodies in the room with her. The Vice Captain, whom she recognized the face of, but not his name. There was also a young woman, very petite much like herself, but with long white hair. She reminded her of an albino, and she glanced at her for a moment trying to figure out if she was- but she wasn’t. The Vice Captain was tall with blonde hair. He was handsome, but not her type and therefore had decided she had minimal interest in him.
Kimiko was a studious and manipulative type. In all honesty, these were people she would have to work with at some point and time. It was better not to mess with them at all. Specifically the Vice Captain, as she knew she could get in trouble. To keep any urges of displaying any extraversion to them she decided she’d randomly would grab a book- a medieval horror novel about ghosts. She’d sit herself at a nearby table and attempt to keep herself occupied.
If they were to speak to her they could. She was a new member of Coral Peacocks after all. At some point, they’d say something. And if they didn’t she’d get over being ignored. If they were to acknowledge her presence in any sort of way that was non verbal such as a glance or stare she’d nod back towards her.
In the wake of death and decay; My heart bleeds to heal yours
'Suke had continued his rounds of cleaning, his hands working through the books and some even having frayed spines and ripped pages as far as he could tell. These were additional books that he had tossed down using his magic infused vines to carry down with them and to set them aside with ease so to be properly repaired after what looks as if old age was claiming them. Mentally he noted, "I'm going to need to make a preservation suite for these books, they're getting too dated now." His sigh taking over as his face looked down at that point to see that white haired individual, the one whom he cared much for yet for many things unsaid it was left just that, unsaid. It was an overpopulated phrase that had rather lost its meaning with the many times it was used by previous users of the word and as such 'Suke had never fallen into that part of the romanticist trap.
Then again he was still learning after nearly five years what love truly was so he wasn't without wit to say something unless he knew what it meant. He hoped it was something mutually understood and from his point of view it was even as he came down off his ladder he heard her speak those lines of Taka. It was a lovely haiku and one that he would be happy to recall as he had a rendition to it of his own words soon to play part while he moved down the ladder with a hand pulling free a book he had organized on the shelves moving his eyes through the pages as it was a written report he made on an old location he studied.
"Yet a winter's wave, Like snow's first kiss; here I wait For next summer's end."
His words left his lips with care, his mental scape easily sensing out around himself in the place that was the library as he could feel inside here that the two were not alone, rather there was someone here that was new to the Coral Peacocks and this was a presentable time for which to see just how interesting it'd be for them in this location he had researched. He looked at them and then promptly closed his book of reports with a satisfying clap of the pages. His eyes lingered on Vanilla's cheek a moment, the scar there was something 'Suke still felt awful about, yet even with what abilities in healing he possessed he could not aid it. The scar was something he had no capability to heal and after the first month of trying he had to stop trying to do that.
As the crimson eyed man who had become known as the Blood Caduceus due to never leaving the battlefield without being bloody finished his reminiscent look a hand came over to her own upon seeing the hints of a smile. He raised her hand and kissed the knuckles of her finger tips before he smiled and let her fingers go as he set the report down and looked over at the new Coral Peacock named Kimiko. He recalled her joining via the recruitment process rather than the selection exams which meant the captain wasn't the cause for her joining. It didn't matter much how their division of the magic knights received their members in 'Suke's mind, what did matter was seeing if they had teamwork and the ability to adapt. That is when he looked at her once again and moved over to his desk in the library and sat on it facing the two with a clap of his hands for attention.
"So, Ai-san and Vani-chan," 'Suke having opted to using a common honorific of Mr and Mrs/Ms for Kimiko for not knowing her all too well yet still using his teasing nickname for Vanilla even after almost five years, "I'd like to hear what you two have been up two these last few weeks. I don't get much time to spend with my squads new and veteran recruits as often as I like since joining this war so if possible I'd like to hear an update if I could." His eyes moving to Kimiko first, knowing that she was new to the Coral Peacocks made her the most unknown since he only had the reports of her missions with some prior peacocks to go off of. Then his eyes moved to Vanilla knowing enough but still enjoyed hearing her talk from her perspective instead of just assuming things.
She had to smile, her pink lips upturned, complemented by a soft giggle of a slight laugh. She knew him well enough to realize they their conversations could never go any other way. Watching him with sapphire eyes, she breathed out a slow, tired sigh.
How the years had gone by.
She felt his ruby eyes look over to her, knowing they looked to the scar that marred her cheek. Due to the nature of the wound, the Peacock’s Blood Caduceus had never been able to fully heal it. Her hand went to instinctively touch it once again, the pain had long gone away, but the reminder of it had never left. War changed people and it certainly had changed Vanilla herself.
But as she raised her hand, Hikaru caught it for her, bringing her fingers close to his lips for a kiss. She had to smile once again, somehow he still held the power to make her blush after all that time. Exhaling another tired sigh, which almost made the girl seem that much older than her own twenty-something years, she felt the small tinge of pink leave her face as quickly as it had appeared.
The Vice Captain seemingly went to finishing up his apparent duties, the girl could only guess what the papers on the library’s desk seemed to hold. Turning her head, she did see that there was another squad member present in the library, a young woman of raven dark hair and had a pair of her own ruby crimson eyes. Vanilla didn’t really know the girl that well, only familiar with the fact she had joined the Squad in the past couple of years.
As Hikaru called both of them to attention, Vanilla could hardly suppress another giggle of laughter. It was only that certain ruby eyes blond who could place an air of professionalism while at the same time referring to Vanilla herself with such a nickname. Though it was just as true that among most of the Coral Peacock squad themselves, the nature of the relationship between the Vice Captain and the Schatten Weiss wasn’t so much a secret.
Of course, Vanilla herself would allow for Kimiko to say what she would first. She was interested in hearing the girl’s opinion since it would be the perspective of someone she wasn’t familiar with. Afterward, Vanilla would speak her own thoughts, freely but politely, her voice laced with caution and concern.
“What I find most concerning is the disappearance of the Silver Eagle’s Captain…” Her azure eyes traveled downward, a part of her realizing the fact that she was of the Silva bloodline herself, that of her noble father being a half-Silva. While she had little interaction with most members of the Silva family besides her own father, she once had encountered the Eagle’s Vice Captain in battle. Nicodemus Silva seemed a rather capable veteran of his own account, but nonetheless, the disappearance of a Captain was most troubling. However distant it was, she technically was family to Vanilla herself and Vanilla felt like she was just as important as any other member of her close family.
And thinking of close family… “And, you know I don’t like any of how the Forsaken Region has been thrown into chaos. We’ve still hardly been able to take anything back.” Vanilla spoke almost coldly, crossing her arms as she shifted her weight from one foot to another. Despite her now noble standings, the Forsaken region was her home, and it was where her family had once lived. Though now, her Aunt, Uncle and younger cousin had been taken in by her father at his noble estate, they had all once believed it would only be a temporary refuge. Yet, weeks had turned into months, and then to years. Even now, there was little hope of the Forsaken region ever returning to ‘normal.’ Whenever she returned to the Blake Estate, Oscar… would still ask her when he could go back home. It broke her heart every time she had to say that she didn’t know.
She had told Hikaru once of her worries of her family, she didn’t feel like she needed to bring it up once again. But the Magic Knight simply sighed once again, exhaling the short breath aloud. “It’s just… frustrating.”
Kimiko would be asked a question by the Vice Captain: 'Suke Hikaru. She was not too sure of who the other girl was, but she did recognize her by passing by numerous times.
'I think her name is Vanilla. I'm not too sure but will confirm this in the future,' Kimiko thought to herself.
The curse allowed her to have freedom of speech, but only in her head. Half the time, well always, whenever she verbally speak she'd replace 'I' or 'we' with an alias or her own name. Although this was a strange curse, it made her always seem childish and dumb to almost anyone she spoke to. However, she felt as if this was more of a reason to prove them wrong. Which is way her manipulative tendencies and demeanor of a quiet and 'kind' girl came into the picture. She would look to whom she believed was 'Vanilla'(who it was, but was not 100% certain), to see if she'd speak. The platinum-haired woman didn't. She was waiting for her, to speak.
Knowing she'd sound silly, but yet, knowing she had to answer would sigh. She'd show a bit of discomfort, not with their presence, but with what she had to say.
"Ai-san has done a lot over the past few weeks. It is up to you, The Blood Caduceus, to deem it worthy?" Kimiko made it sound more like a question rather than an actual statement. She'd shrug, "Ai-san before joining Coral Peacocks took on numerous missions with other members. She recently assisted in the killing of a Diamond General with a group of members. It was difficult but worth Ai-san's time. Before Ai-san joined, she was with her family selling magical items. Ai-san and her family are nobles and have sold all over. Due to the war, Ai-san's family no longer supplies weaponry to the Diamond Kingdom. It is important to note the Ai family had stores everywhere. Ai family has sold items everywhere, but now they just supply weaponry to the Clover Kingdom for the war. They have shut down stores in the Diamond Kingdom. They no longer trust them, but at the end of the day, justice is better than a piece of the profit. Which is why Ai-san has joined the Coral Peacocks," Kimiko would give an in depth take on why she joined, but nothing too personal based onto why she spoke the way she did.
She didn't know these people. It was none of their business. If they asked about it she'd gesture to the scar on her neck of where her 'boyfriend' sliced her neck.
Kimiko would then listen to what Vanilla had to say. The young girl gave her all of her attention.
"Yes, it is frustrating. All of this. But we have to make due with what we have,"Kimiko would add in thoughtfully after Vanilla finished speaking.
In the wake of death and decay; My heart bleeds to heal yours
'Suke had brought together their attentions and sure enough he soon heard the girl speak and it was certainly a unique way of speaking that had him playing catch up a bit in his mind for what she was saying. Even as she spoke 'Suke noticed the little things, the discomfort in what she said. It was also the way she said things as well which seemed to be seeking permission for something or other and that proved to be curious to him over anything else one might say as she went on with what she had to say. The factor of taking on numerous missions with other members allowed for her to join the squad but also the assistance of the subduing of a diamond general with a group of other members was something to take into account. The matter of Kimiko's family also changing their sales supply appeared to hit the girl too given her voice taking turn to explain that overly in detail.
Either she still felt guilt for her family dealing or it was a matter of just speaking to speak. Whatever it was, 'Suke looked at the scar to the girl's neck and then followed up with a curious thought on how she continued speaking. There was an obvious change in how she spoke too, the frustration of it followed by also the making due with what one has was an obvious style of knowing. After Kimiko had spoken Vanilla followed up with her own concerns. 'Suke knew of them, knew that the Silva were distant relatives to Vanilla due to the reports he read from the purple orca and from what Vanilla had told him over the years. The fact the silver eagle captain was missing proved a great deal of strain on all the orders, as well as the silver eagle's vice captain who had to take control of that mantle in a rushed fashion.
The forsaken region being in chaos was a terrible matter, truly something he understood to be rough in most minds and rather terrifying to those who had to remain out there verses those brought inward. He knew that Vanilla's family were out in the forsaken region, hell his own was out there but unlike his Vanilla's were moved inward and that was a strain all its own. Frustrating, it was an understatement and he knew that all too well as his once happy go lucky style was wittered away by grief and stress in many ongoing days. It was... as luck would have it stress inducing yes. He however put a hand against the desk, his fingers tapping against it with a few rumbles of a tempo going.
"Well. There are many suffering for the matters of the forsaken region, and I understand the strains this war has brought to both of your families. It is something that undoubtedly we will need to fix in coming months and it could very well take years. However Clover is an adaptable country as are her people. So with that said the best option we have is being patient as there is nothing we can do about it right now. However, what I can do is get you two more up to speed on how the knights should be and probably how to best survive the front lines if you ever find yourselves in the impossible situation to be out there." He let his mind reach out, feeling for their magical potential. Vanilla he knew had attack, sensory, hexing, and transportation potential. His mind felt for Kimiko's noting that she had both supplemental types alongside attack and hex.
With a look upward he gazed at the mana lights of the library and then brought his head back to looking at the two of them. "Well then, I can save you two the speeches on healing, I don't think either of you have that capability yet from the reports I've read," a small lie but then again not everyone enjoyed the thought of someone sensing through their mana to feel their capabilities. "We can do one of two things to build you two up. One is a dungeon, there are two probable dungeons that you two can go through while I assist mostly as an observer. Or we can do a mission though given the number of missions the two of you have been on lately I imagine a dungeon may be a more lax option." His eyes looking to Vanilla there for a moment, "And don't worry both dungeons I can take you two are nothing like the literally hell we've been through four years ago."
Of course, Vanilla had let the other member speak first.
It was slightly odd to hear the raven haired girl refer to herself in the third person, it seemed to be a unique quality to the girl herself. Ai-san, as she seemed to refer to herself as, was an odd member of the Coral Peacock, being relatively new, but not necessarily as it seemed to be of the healer variety, like Vanilla herself. An offensive based mage? Well, perhaps Vanilla was glad to find another odd bird in the flock. She kept her face neutral and poised, listening to the girl as she spoke. The girl explained her own reasoning for joining the Magic Knights, her family were apparently weapon merchants of a sort and faced hard times since the ‘war’ with Diamond. That was her reason to join the Coral Peacocks now and how she had still to make a name for herself in the squad.
Vanilla would make her own statements shortly afterward, and soon then, the girl would tack on another comment.
"Yes, it is frustrating. All of this. But we have to make do with what we have."
Vanilla’s azure eyes turned to the girl, at once considering the words. To make do… with what they had? In that case, there wasn’t so much to work with. Not when their squad was nominally of healers and researchers, even at this point, Hikaru and herself were likely the quote ‘most capable’ combatants for the Peacocks, along with the squad’s former Vice Captain. Though, Heinz still preferred the research lab to the battlefield, Vanilla knew as much as that. But if that was true, then why shouldn’t they focus their resources on what they did best?
Turning his attention to Hikaru once again… the front lines? Well, the girl already knew what such terrors had felt like. The scar on her face was just a daily reminder of what Diamond could do and had already done. She nodded nonetheless, the Schatten Weiss certainly had earned her name from something on the battlefield… even if she didn’t exactly pick out the name herself.
Hikaru also spoke of healing magic, to which Vanilla had to give a bit of a sheepish sigh and smile. It was true that the girl simply didn’t have the ability for recovery magic, despite being the squad to best known for the healers. Gladly, their Vice-Captain at least was the major representative of such of a specialty, so perhaps that made up for Vanilla’s own lack thereof. Afterwards, he seemed to suggest that she along with the squads newest member take on a set of missions… or a dungeon.
"And don't worry both dungeons I can take you two are nothing like the literal hell we've been through four years ago."
Perhaps in the more comical sense of the discussion, Vanilla would have a large sweatdrop form on her temple, accompanied by another sheepish smile as he referred to her specifically. The dungeon they had traversed several years earlier, the memories that had once seemed like a lifetime ago, suddenly felt fresh all over again. “Well… I’d hope they wouldn’t be...?” Looking at the man with sapphire eyes, she did allow another sigh with a long breath. She had heard about new dungeons appearing, but in all honesty she just wasn’t much of a dungeon goer herself unless it was by orders of her Captain, or in this case, her Vice Captain. At least now, it seemed to be more of a suggestion than an Order.
However the silvered haired Knight turned to her dark haired counterpart, nodding in earnest and simply decided it was better to let her decide what they should do. “I’d be up for either a dungeon or a mission chain, whichever you would prefer.” Nodding with a kind smile, no, Vanilla really had no preference on what they would do.
Post by Kimiko Ai on Sept 17, 2018 19:04:23 GMT -5
THE PERFECT WORDS THAT I'VE NOT SPOKEN
What the fuck!?
‘Hmph,’ she’d secretly thought to herself as she mentally cringed at the thought of her being a ‘weak’ link.
Ok so she was weak. She undeniably was. She couldn’t argue. The noble girl would look sour in the face monetarily. Her heart would sink and she immediately started to judge the vice captain.
‘Obnoxious narcisstic little twit,’ she would think. But then again she had no choice. This was one of her bosses, a higher up, someone who was of higher than her. She may as well respect him at the very least. For now, until she could get stronger and redeem herself to him and this team. She could already tell Vanilla was a bit quiet, much like herself. Only speaking when needed. However, herself, would speak when needed or if trying to get to a goal
It also seemed like he would say the same thing to Vanilla. She would hear something about a ‘hell’ they went through years ago. She could not butt or interrupt through the ‘comical’ exchange. That was something for the two of them. A secret. A joke between the two of them. She couldn’t get offended from that at the very least, after all she could tell it was nowhere near about her.
They’d, well Vanilla would address her. She asked it was up to her to make the decison. It was like chain reaction. First, 'Suke would suggest, Vanilla gave her answer, and then Kimiko would respond. It all happened so quickly. She did not have time to conjure up a plan
Because she knew she'd be judged even more. Oh, how so she hated this curse. This curse burdening her ability to control and manipulate others.
“I’ve….never done a dungeon before. I find that’d be pretty interesting to partake in. Is a dungeon referring to the ‘hell’ you participated in? I’m ok with anything, but at the end would rather not go through a ‘hell’. I’m ok with anything. In all honesty.” Kimiko admitted, “But I’d like to try a dungeon at some point,” she’d added in.
Vanilla’s almost comically dramatic reaction to the words Hikaru spoke regarding the fact that any other dungeon they would do would certainly not be the Lava Hell they had encountered four years prior was, indeed, something of an inside joke. Was he smiling? She could have sworn that his tease was just as much.
Giving a short sigh, the girl then did give her attention to her dark-haired counterpart… who, for one reason or another, seemed terribly interested in the idea of this hell of a dungeon. Hikaru seemed to show no much reaction to the girl’s rather curious intent about dungeons, maybe he was taking the fact that naturally all Peacocks were the curious type and had such quirks. Vanilla, however, was not feeling quite as curious as Kimiko herself, as seen be a bit of exasperated side eyeing toward the blond Vice Captain. But, she had been the one to suggest the newest member of the squad be the one to decide what they should do.
She only had been slightly hoping she wouldn’t pick dungeon. It wasn’t that Vanilla was terribly excited of the prospect of doing a dungeon, but it was still quite true that dungeons were long and treacherous things in usually very uncomfortable environments for extended amounts of time.
That being said, Vanilla was still quite able and ready to traverse a dungeon if need be or requested of her. Letting her shoulders down, the silver-haired knight nodded in response. “If it is decided, then I would gladly accompany a group to a dungeon.”
Seeing that both girls seemed to agree on the dungeon option, the Vice Captain also nodded in agreement. Filing through papers on his desk, he soon came to a set of magic scrolls that unraveled with ink that filled the page. “Our two dungeons of available are both located in the Forsaken Region. Luparia’s Grove is a place I have experience with, having gone through the dungeon myself with a member of the Crimson Lions. It is a marsh-like environment with its enemies consisting of carnivorous fish-like creatures. and likely the easier of the two. “ The first scroll levitated so the two could see, a small ink sketch of what appeared to a swamp-like forest.
The second scroll would then float up, but no apparent sketch was of the next dungeon. “The second is the more recent of the two, and quite possibly the more dangerous. It has been dubbed ‘Monstrous Manor’ and is located on the outskirts of Kiten, it seems to have appeared just around the eve of the Fall harvest. To my knowledge, there haven’t been attempts to explore it yet, but it is said to be the source of rumors of strange disappearances…”
Looking then to both of the girls, he would give each girl time to consider their options. Vanilla didn’t really enjoy the idea of a swamp, considering her last dungeon run had been through a volcano… Dungeons really always had to be over the top environments, didn’t they? The Manor hardly seemed any more inviting, but the fact that it seemed to be the source of many civilian disappearances did make the girl more intrigued. Just as Vanilla was about to speak her opinion regarding the dungeons, suddenly a soft knock on wood would be heard echoing through the library.
From the doorway, the sound of light footsteps could be heard making their way through the reading room. Vanilla turned at the sound but had already long sensed the familiar magic, a light aroma of light flowers filled the space. The fragrance both calming and sweet, the signature of the Captain of the Coral Peacocks herself, Glenda Gladwell.
Vanilla turned at the presence of the pink haired woman, bowing in respect as she approached the small group gathered. Glenda stood shorter than Vanilla herself and her kind smile was practiced and poised, she greeted the members of her squad with a good salutation. “Hello, sorry to interrupt but I do have important business with the Vice-Captain if I could borrow him for a bit?” She giggled a bit, showing off the youth she still had about her despite being Captain for little over five years now.
Turning to the Captain with crimson eyes, the man showed some obvious surprise for the sudden and in person call, but nonetheless, he had to listen to his Captain’s orders. “Certainly, Glenda-san. Vani-chan you and Kimiko should decide upon where you would like to go. I shall be back as soon as I can.”
Vanilla nodded to the Vice Captain as he was being led away by Glenda, though she certainly didn’t understand what was so urgent about a sudden impromptu meeting, she also supposed that their current gathering had been an impromptu one of sorts as well. Watching him go with sapphire eyes, she had to wonder when she would see him again.
Turning back to Kimiko, she didn’t exactly mean to put the girl on the spot, but again Vanilla had no real preference to which dungeon they should attempt. Without Hikaru there… she wondered if she even had to assume that he wouldn’t be coming on the dungeon run either. “Well, I’ve no real idea which one I’d like to take a run through, but which one would you like to do?”
“Let’s go do a dungeon!” Kimiko would say. Her sour and neutral expression would turn to one of happiness and beaming. She’d think longer, “Let’s take an easier one though? If you understand I”m not one of the strongest of mages,” Kimiko would say and would look down. It’d hurt her pride to ‘admit’ this to Vanilla but nonetheless,
Yes, Vanilla could show her capabilities to her. What a better way to see her abilities and prowess.
“We can take whichever dungeon you think would be best for you and I.” Kimiko would give a small smile to her new comrade.
“We could go in the morning perhaps?” Kimiko would suggest. She’d begin to sit up from her position. She was done with this conversation. She’d rise up and pat down her dress as no one needed to see any inappropriate parts of her body. Then, she’d proceed to exit. Her feet were light just like her body.
It didn’t seem like Kimiko herself was all that enthused about picking what they should do. The girl simply left the decision up to Vanilla herself. With Hikaru now gone off to whatever Captain Glenda requested of him, Vanilla ended up taking a sort of leadership position once more. To be quite honest, neither of their options were wholly inviting ones. Vanilla neither enjoyed swamps or the idea of ‘haunted’ houses. Well, at the very least, a ‘haunted’ house wouldn’t be dirty and icky like a swamp right?
“I say we should go for this… Monstrous Manor? The idea of people missing for no reason… it’s like a detective mystery to be solved! Ehe…” The girl didn’t quite know where she was going with her words, though Kimiko seemed to look to her with entirely trusting eyes. The more she did think about it, the more she did realize that the other Peacock would really be depending on Vanilla to take her through any dungeon since the obvious power gap between the two did exist. Vanilla kept her smile open and friendly, such trust would be the first step towards the two of them doing a dungeon together after all.
Before Vanilla had the chance to really speak about anything else, Kimiko would just say that they should go in the morning. “Um, Kimiko-?” Vanilla was a bit too shocked to say anything else in return, the gears in her head suddenly turning of how such a thing could really be possible for such a short amount of time to prepare. But it seemed like the rave haired girl was simply done with the conversation, and she went off to leave with a short but polite goodbye.
And so that left Vanilla alone in the library, standing over the desk as she held the magical paper that held what information there was about the haunted mansion of a dungeon. Thinking about it more, the girl proposed it would be good to a get team of sorts together, rather than running through it with herself and Kimiko. A healer… they would definitely need one, and though Hikaru offered, she wasn’t sure now that he was taking care of some duties with Glenda. Vanilla simply sighed to herself, thinking back to simpler times, before the war, before Hikaru was a Magic Knight, before she was such a serious knight herself.
Just when did things suddenly become so complicated? Now she had to deal with the fact Oscar was coming to his own identity as a Magic Knight too. After all that time, it was him she had become a Magic Knight for. Now that he was one, what was her true reason for remaining part of the Order? She was a good soldier now, a true Magic Knight, at least in the eyes of an outsider. She set the paper back down on the desk, before running her leather gloved fingers through her trailing silver hair. She looked across to the books in the hall, wondering why she hadn’t picked up a novel to read in such a long time.
Once upon the time, the girl had longed to be a writer. Yet why did such days feel so long ago? Four years, in the long run, maybe it hadn’t been such a extended period of time, but the Magic Knight Exams, her mission at the Blake Manor, those sunsets on the beach… all had felt like that had happened a lifetime ago. She was barely in her twenties, there was no reason to call herself old, but the person she had become now was a different kind of picture than what her younger self would have believed. The girl placed her gloved fingers on her cheek, feeling at the scar that forever remained a mark on her skin. It was yet another reminder of just how much she really had changed over the years.
She shook her head, gently. Looking back to the empty seat that was Hikaru’s desk. To say that things had changed between them was an understatement, but now she felt like she was always looking to his back. Even if she had come so far, why did it still feel like she was being left behind? She held the cloak from Uzarigg’s Palace closer, the artificial warmth like a small warming fire. Vanilla Valentine… didn’t know what she wanted anymore.
The girl turned her heels and began walking out of the library, yet the future could never be more unclear.