settling in a new muse

[inhonorof]

So, then, this is how it is to be.

The warm welcome was heartening, I must admit, but that is not enough to placate me. Forgive me, for though others have spoken these words in the past, I must repeat them. Do not forget the duties I must fulfill. You understand all that I mean by this, just as you understand that I can hardly fulfill them in this place as things stand.

It is not be your intention to keep me from them, I know. But that does not mean it unsettles me any less.

... Pray tell, what troubles the blue-haired man? His stare is incessant, but he will not breathe a word. [Oh, nope, I am so not getting involved with this.] ... Fair enough. I shall wait for him to approach me of his own volition, then.

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Hello fellow Ivalician~

[gallant_guardian]

Duty is a word that is seldom heard from many. It speaks well of you that you would be committed thus.

Pray, ser, what is your name?

y halo thar

[inhonorof]

[... It feels a little strange, after the time he has spent in his brother's armor, but he does not have it here. Thus,]

Basch fon Ronsenburg. Might I ask of yours?

[gallant_guardian]

Ah... fon.

Agrias Oaks, of Lionel. If it pleases.

[inhonorof]

[Basch inclines his head.]

It does. I am [a brief pause. wow his nationality has gotten even more complicated. uncertain, he goes with continuing the separation of himself with and without the armor] of Dalmasca.

[gallant_guardian]

[It's a pause, but it's something she notes.]

You do me honor, Ser Basch. [Still, it's no point to make it awkward just yet. Best to keep to formalities for now.]

I had not heard of the Kingdom of Dalmasca.

[inhonorof]

Mayhaps we are from different worlds. I have been told that such a thing happens in this place.

[gallant_guardian]

Perhaps.

[...]

Yet, there is something of you that rings familiar. Of home.

[It's... comforting?]

[inhonorof]

[He's quiet for a moment, but not because he's uncomfortable -- far from it. He's glad that he can remind her of something that brings her comfort. It's simply the fact that he can ... relate. To find small, sometimes unexplainable things that reminds him of Landis, of family.]

How long have you been away from it?

[gallant_guardian]

Not long.

And.

An age, it seems.

[inhonorof]

[To that, Basch nods, again understanding that feeling.]

I am sorry if it brings you trouble.

[diplomatique]

It is simply in one's nature to be unsettled when events like these should take place.

Yet, it seems your mundane treats you well. I am glad.

[inhonorof]

Lord Larsa. [Basch bows.]

Yes, the mundane and the other inhabitants here. All were accommodating and patient.

And what of yours, my lord? Does yours treat you well?

[diplomatique]

As well as she can in a place where war is on the lips of all who live there.

[ a little, awkward smile. ]

[inhonorof]

[A small frown.]

And yet, she was the one who placed you there. [From what he understands of how this works, anyway.]

[diplomatique]

Not without my compliance, I assure you. In truth, despite its warring sides, it is far more tame than where I was placed beforehand.

[inhonorof]

[nope sorry still gon' frown]

Your mundane is fond of strife, then.

[diplomatique]

[ urk ]

... unfortunately so, yes. I have not yet found a dangerous situation wherein I was rendered helpless, however.

[inhonorof]

That, at the very least, is a relief.

Have you many allies?

[diplomatique]

Three that I am confident in speaking of, and one dear friend.

[inhonorof]

[At last, his expression relaxes, and he gives a small nod. Friends...] I am glad.

Would that I could join them at your side, my lord.

[diplomatique]

Your mundane needs you elsewhere, or to be not stationed at all. I do understand.

Ashe seems to be faring well, though she is a fairly new arrival. [ he tries to make him feel better with that bit of news. ]

man I need better icons

[inhonorof]

[Basch blinks, taken aback by this news, and nods slowly in response at first as he tries to process.]

She is among your allies?

you asked for more icons did you hmm quietly opens screencaps...

[diplomatique]

For the time being. I cannot be certain the ending tale of her journey will serve to ease her worries.

screecheffmgn

[inhonorof]

[So she didn't know yet...]

No... I do not doubt the persistence of her concerns.

[veering]

I have found that these humes are not much for placating others.

[inhonorof]

So I have heard. It makes one wary, even in the face of such kindness, the tales that you hear.

[veering]

What tales have you heard, then?

[inhonorof]

Most revolve around the lands to which the others here have been sent. One concerns a tower from which there is no escape where life is filled with never-ending fear. Another, a realm of shifting worlds that sought only to bring horror and humiliation upon those subject to its whims... Another still, a city within the realm of dreams from which one could never wake.

[veering]

From the mouth of one unto the heart of another. Interesting tales, those.

[inhonorof]

And most of them none too pleasant. Have you any to tell yourself?

[veering]

None yet. And if that is borne of carelessness or ignorance, I know not. I care not.

[desertdaggers]

It's a bit tricky to pick up again, isn't it?

[inhonorof]

Aye, though it would not be the first time.

[For this situation in general, to be forced away from his duty by powers outside of his control...]

Just as it would not be the first if the opportunity does not present itself in the future. [lol landis]

[desertdaggers]

To return to your duties? I'd hope she wouldn't be so cruel.

[inhonorof]

It may very well be beyond her ability by that point. [he's trying to give his mundane the benefit of the doubt. she's been kind to him thus far, so :I]

[desertdaggers]

Due to circumstances? Or… [he lets that trail off, not quite sure what else there would be.]

[inhonorof]

Aye, due to circumstances that would be outside of her control.

[desertdaggers]

Mm, that's not really the sort of thing you can get angry about. … Or, well, no, you can, but it's rather pointless. You don't seem like that sort in any case.

[inhonorof]

[Basch isn't sure if he should say "thank you" or not. ???]

My thoughts exactly.

[desertdaggers]

[it's meant as positive affirmation. More or less, anyway; it's there for Basch to make of it what he will.]

But that, I suppose, is part of the attraction! Life is mostly out of our control, after all. [He pauses and frowns.] Though that doesn't necessarily mean we shouldn't try. Fate is… well. It's now always a comfort.