d | a november catchall

[damnpire]

WHO: d & others
WHERE: stygia mostly probably
WHEN: nov.
WHAT: general meetups, notice board things, etc.
WARNINGS: me freezing spoon's comment so i can laugh every time i see it, reference to csa (laurent), snake imagery (augustine)

OOC plotting post

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[heavenstorn]

[ Okay maybe it was noisy but at least it looked cool.

Cedrik is standing over the other guard's body, sword balanced on his shoulder--the guard is curled in on himself in pain though he isn't dead yet. The man's armor did its job, keeping Cedrik's blade from killing him outright, but he is bleeding...

The dark knight is being reckless. Part of him knows it, the frustration mixing into his eyes when he looks up at D's return. ]

...no one else from this direction.

[damnpire]

[It's fine. They will simply Thancred-scout-party-through-Garlemald-territory out of here.

D's eyes drop from Cedrik to the poor guard.] We should be quick, [is all he says, not sounding admonishing. Sometimes, a dark knight does tank things and does not consider anything about stealth. It's fair.

Shifting into a squat near the guard, D reaches his left hand out to place the palm over the man's face. Don't mind the dubious hand behavior... The guard slumps almost before he can even begin resisting. D just... picks this guy up one-handed... to throw him over the other shoulder.]

Let's put them out of sight.

[heavenstorn]

[ Thancred would probably be cringing if he were here. But they are making progress, no one could argue with that!

Cedrik steps back out of D's way as he does...something? With Left Hand to the guard--whatever it is, Cedrik decides it's useful enough not to question. Maybe later, once they've reached safety. ]

We've plenty of options...

[ Cedrik holds aloft the key ring once more with a wry grin. Tossing them into cells isn't completely out of sight, but he'd bet they're shadowed enough for two still, sleeping bodies to escape notice.

Picking the nearest cell door, Cedrik sorts through the keys and gets it open, gesturing for D to be as gentle (or not) as he likes. ]

[damnpire]

[It's okay, sometimes... people simply... need to go night-night. The guard is at least still breathing, so D luckily didn't do anything too sinister. Not that... Cedrik would probably think D is the sinister type of guy.

D waits for Cedrik to open the cell, and then he slides inside to put the guards down on the ground with a strange show of merciful decency. They're just doing their job? It's a shit job, and they should feel bad... but he doesn't have to treat them wrongly when he's already knocked them out.]

It'll keep them occupied for a while.

[He quickly comes out again, returning to Cedrik's side.] Lock the door. I'm going to scout ahead for us. [D is one-hundred percent not in any clothes, but he is turning around to zip up the hallway a little, listening.]

[heavenstorn]

[ D has done nothing wrong, ever, in his life. Cedrik knows this. And it's especially impressive with how long a life D's had.

Honestly, putting that guard to sleep was doing him a favor. Now he's no longer making those pained whimpers thanks to the gash Cedrik carved into his torso... ]

Take-- [ Aaaand D's already on his way. ] --care.

[ There's little need for Cedrik to worry. He just has to keep reminding himself of that as he hurries to lock the cell and keep up. The further they go the more occupied cells they'll find, cells with Restless that have been there far longer than D...

...

Cedrik starts opening more doors as he goes. ]

[damnpire]

[He’s gone…

But that’s okay because it isn’t long before the shadows of the hall spit him out once again in Cedrik’s direction, white and ghostly. Except now he is halfway crouched and prowling rather than waltzing confidently through the space.

He waits until he can get close to Cedrik and stop, voice low and a whisper.]

There’s a tunnel. But there’s something else.

[…]

Abysmals.

[heavenstorn]

[ Cedrik is speaking with another Restless when D finds him again--though it's less 'speaking' and more strained attempts to get her to keep her voice down. Her words are hushed and frantic, she keeps asking if Cedrik knows her brother--at D's return her eyes bulge wide. She sees the pale, silent figure crouching in the dark, like a marble gargoyle ready to strike, and panics.

With a shriek she runs away, finally scattering like the other Restless Cedrik had been freeing. The Viera is left blinking in confusion. What got into her? ]

--oh, D.

[ D's returned! That's a relief. ]

Abysmals? [ He's heard of the creatures but has yet to confront one directly... ] We should clear the way, then. So that others can make it through safely.

[damnpire]

[....

Well, this isn't the first or the last time this has happened to D actually, so he doesn't really seem all that surprised. Maybe that's the more telling reaction: he treats it like this is a common occurrence.

How many people have run screaming from him? Or refused to sell him a service of any kind, especially room and board, because he's half vampire? If anything, he does not apologize for the scare. The prejudiced perception is not his fault.]

That's fine. I need my clothes first. [And, goddammit, he really would like his sword back. He's gonna get that thing first and last (next month).] Do not go without me.

[CEDRIK.]

[heavenstorn]

[ Wait--it wasn't D that she fled from, was it? The man can sneak up on you but he's not frightening...

...

...maybe he's a little frightening.

But Cedrik doesn't have time to fully consider the question as all of a sudden he gets the distinct impression that D is giving him a preemptive scolding--or as close to one as D's willing to give. ]

I came here to find you, I'll not leave without you.

[ That isn't what D means and Cedrik knows it. ]