Vek Kingdom RP: Deloro Trade City

[Khyron]

Mon's face contorted, as if desperately trying not to laugh. Jasmine for her part began turning beet red.

"Heh, you could say that." Mon replied with a snicker. "As you know the books detail more or less my everyday activities, and for two amazing years, well..." he finished, looking over at Jasmine, who hid her face in her hands.

"Oh god he's going to read about that trip to Bethla..." she moaned. Mon burst out laughing, though quickly fell silent at the glare he got from his companion.

"Nothing graphic in there, of course..."

"And when we sneaked off to Belen for a week..."

"Really, Orinas, I'm serious about that, what happens in the bedroom stays there, so to speak..."

"And when you faked being sick at my parents place so we could go upstairs..."

Mon looked back to Jasmine, who was a mixture of red from embarrassment and white in horror.

"Don't worry about it, Jasmine."

"I'm going to look like a whore. The Praetor will think I'm a slut...I'm so embarrassed..."

Mon stood and was this time the one to throw his arms around the woman he cared for, kissing the top of her head softly.

"Don't worry about it, okay?" he pleaded. "I'll talk to him, and those journals were so low on the pile I doubt he'll even read them. And if does it won't matter. He'll see how much we loved each other on each page."

Jasmine sighed, placing her hands on his, closing around them slightly.

"You're right. I guess I'll just have to hate those liers that caused your books to be taken in the first place too, huh?"

"That's the spirit." he replied, kissing her once more, before returning to his seat and scarfing down a slice of bread.

[Halima]

Rose took a seat, forced to shift the borrowed jacket slightly as she found her seating. She made sure to sit on her skirt so as to not literally freeze her butt off. She also made sure to lie her bat down across her lap, making sure that half of it was on the bench so that he wouldn't sit too close to her.

Frost covered some of the more telltale marks and spatters.

"Idunno," she continued with a half-shrug. "It certainly wouldn't be beyond the scope of the Lucavi to reanimate the dead. This all started when Duma died as far as anyone knows, right? Maybe it has to do with Queklain or one of the other Lucavi...."

Mon shrugged.

"Perhaps, but why only in regions where there have been past conflict with the demons?" he asked. "What makes those battlefields special. People die every day here in Deloro, but yet not a single similiar report has been made. Perhaps death by a demon hand somehow traps your soul...and that's not something I want to consider or think about."

[Nameless Rose]

(Sorry for the wait. The Internet ended up being fine, but someone seems to have done...something to the computer.)

Interest flashed across Rose's face at the prettyboy's thought process. She hadn't noticed that pattern with regards to the reports. It was something to think about even if there was a chance of no connection.

A cold breeze blew, shifting some of her hair across her face. This caused her to remember where was and she brutally crushed the visible interested look on her face underneath mental high heels. If it were more tangible, it would have blown away as dust as the gust passed, revealing a stony yet still "happy" plastic face that may or may not be smiling in that closed, guarded way.

"So...you work for Vek? How's that been going? You think he'll need any help with securing Yardow if you guys are so strapped for people?"

[Halima]

The breeze filtered through Mon's hair, causing it to billow slightly.

"It is what it is." he replied after some consideration. "I do what is needed, and I get paid. I also get to travel to various kingdoms and volunteer for jobs here and there."

He looked towards the market place and the people ushering past.

"As for Yardow, I believe we should be fine. Vek's army is there, and will probably leave some of his forces behind when he is done clearing the demons entrenched there."

[Nameless Rose]

(OOC: Probably won't be able to get on tomorrow or Friday, though Thursday should be fine. Sorry for the delays.)

Hmm...he's holding back more than I thought he would, Rose thought as she unconsciously crossed her legs finally, though she still slouched against the bench. She decided to move her bat over some as she patted the rest of the bench.

"Come, sit," she offered, though it was more like a demand as she decided to be her more blunt herself. "Why is Vek interested in Yardow all of sudden? You'd think those goody-goody Shrine Knights would have beaten him there first."

[Halima]

Mon grinned and sat down beside Rose.

"You'd have to ask them." he asked. "Boss Man's interested in figuring out what's going on with that void. He has some ideas on how to stop it, and in order to test them we needed to...liberate...Yardow, so to speak. Not to mention if when we go on the offensive against Nelveska, we can't have a demon army sitting at our backs ready to strike."

"Similiarly, we can't have massive civil uprests spreading through Ordalia, so I have been dispatched to Bura to pacify the situation there. We've just gotten situated, but so far it seems I have my work cut out for me. I think Boss Man got the easy job, all he had to do was kill anything that moved." he finished with a small chuckle. "That kinda job is more suited for him than me anyday anyways..."

[Nameless Rose]

That void..., Rose thought idly.

Like most things that weren't involved with money and that she couldn't immediately see, that...thing by Yardow was not something she thought about. This was especially so given that at best she had planned to only skirt around Yardow, not stick around there. Even with the monsters presumably gone from there, it would simply be a place to pass through for clues about prey.

As such, the thought went nowhere. Her legs shivered a bit as another chilling wind passed, though she said nothing of it as she spoke next.

"So I take it he has no interest in rebuilding Yardow then. Do you think if he put out a call for help, that any survivors of Yardow could come crawling back? I'm sure survivors of the plague might be...interesting."

She mulled over the idea in her head as she waited for the pretty boy's opinion.

I wonder if I'll get any leads on that ** brat.

[Halima]

Mon shrugged.

"We're going to rebuild, that's not really a question, but as far as I'm aware the plague was absolute. I don't think anything made it out of there alive..."

His voice was distant, sad, as if the thought of all the lives lost in the fort weighed heavily on his shoulder.

"So much senseless death..."