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The Cloversationist, an elite fashion magazine whose covers are usually graced by only the most attractive of wizards needs a model for their upcoming weekly issue. Go pose for their flamboyant photographer until he is satisfied!
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Minimum Number of Players: 1
[break]Minimum Word Count: 1,000
[break]Location: Town of Silva
[break]Special Requirements: N/A
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Leonora sighed closing her eyes while strolling down the Streets within the Town of Silva. Today was amongst one of the most annoying days she have had for the past few weeks since the announced fall of her family from their Main noble status to now being that of a commoner. While it wasn't because of anything she had done personally. Even she could feel the alerted, weary eyes of the Citizens of clover due to the news. [break][break] While she could admit the older generation of vermillion were not the strictest and allowed such thing to transpire, They were at fault for not stopping it as warned. Leonora had wished she could have stopped her younger cousin from the deeds he did. While he might felt it was warranted from all he bottled up, he could have made it more subtle in its execution, in her opinion. However it didn't concern her other then it affected everyone not just him. While the family fell she had spoken with Kea about the options for him when it came to the choice for his future. She didn't want this to reflect on him. Sure she could be a better sister and talk with her brother more and not keep him so far out of the loop. Even she knew that wasn't possible for even her. She had only hoped the advice of rejecting all of his name sake and continue his path as a magic knight would be listened to.
[break][break] She heard foot steps running towards her before stopping as she stopped in her tracks opening her Magenta eyes looking down to a man about 5 inches short then she was at her height of 5,9"
[break][break] "You! I need You was a model." He called out dramatically as she watched him with a blank expression. She was not sure if this guy was pulling a prank on her or if he was too oblivious to see her lack of enthusiasm in her face.
[break][break] She closed her eyes before letting out a sigh before looking towards him. "Depends on if you are actually wanting such from a fallen house and not just attempt to be coy from laughs" she spoke coldly.
[break][break] The man gasped dramatically placing his hand against his forehead letting out a gasp "You wound this artist with such harsh words, but those eyes staring daggers through me with each word striking them deeper and deeper into my soul! I must have you as a model more then ever!" He state flailing his arms around as she sighed. Every part of her wanted to tell him right off and continue about her day, however the years as a magic knight has kept its marking on her as she shaked her head flipping her Long Salmon red hair over her shoulders "Fine, Just because I have nothing planned at the moment. Try anything funny and you will be wishing you hadn't."She spoke giving him the cold glance as she saw him physically wiggle as if getting the shivers.
[break][break] "There it is another, the look of a predator debating if gracing the world with it's majestic presence is going to be entertaining or annoying. Uh the masses must see the beauty of those harsh magenta eyes burning through my very soul!" He called out dramatically raising as scene as she shaked her head " Take me to your shop so we may get this over with." She spoke moving forward as he jumped around after her, spinning and turning as she walked. [break][break]
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Combat Summary
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POW 060
DUR 000
SEN 005
STA 040
CON 035
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MANA SKIN
HEALTH
MANA REGEN
MANA POOL
senior
senior
35 IC // 30 OOC
125/125
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[attr="class","leoscroll2"] 1181ff -photo guy [break][break] TL;DR
[attr="class","Enlilimage"]❝Even a storm can be calm under the right circumstances.
[attr="class","Enlilscroll"]That day was like any other for the young heir. Up before dawn helped to bathe and dress before doing some physical training from his first tutor, helped to bathe and dress once again before going to his second tutor for meditation and tranquillity to calm his body soul and mind before going to pray at the family shrine to seek guidance from those who came before him. Only when all this was done was he able to eat breakfast with his family. As always he sat in silence unless he was spoken to where he would answer in short answers, it wasn't that he didn't want to be social with him but he was instructed to be precise and to the point so as not to waste his or anyone else's time. The thing was his sisters were giggling and laughing amongst themselves without a care in the world.
He had to wonder why he was cursed to be born male, if he had been born female like his sisters surely the rules wouldn't have been so strict on him and he could have enjoyed himself like others did. He didn't verbally complain, there was no point in doing so as he knew the punishment that would await him if he acted out and it was one he had no intention of repeating if he could help it. Once breakfast was done he then had several academic lessons that did nothing but serve to bore him but it was important as he would one day lead the house when his father stepped down or passed so he would need to be suitably prepared for that eventuality. Perhaps he could change the rules when he became head of the family to protect his son, he wondered if his own father thought the same and merely changed due to conditioning.
It was only after all his lessons were finished that he was permitted to leave his family estate for some time for himself. He got into a carriage and decided he would travel from his home to the Town of Silva as he knew that the new supply of gemstones was due. He had his usual butler with him, he wasn't going to lower his standards to speak to the help unless he needed something and so the entire journey was made in complete silence. It had taken a few hours and the sun was high in the sky when he arrived, he waited for the door of his carriage to open before he even bothered to start moving as he wasn't about to open it as much as he wanted out of the carriage.
Once out he looked to the coachman "I will return here in three hours do not keep me waiting." His tone was as stern as it had always been as he walked away the butler walking behind him still remained silent but gave an apologetic look to the coachman for their master's attitude. He started looking around heading towards his destination only to watch as a man approached one of the recently fallen Vemilion. "She has some courage showing her face still after what was announced." he said to himself in a whisper. "Yes young master." the elder male agreed with him knowing better than to anger him for any reason. "Not my business, come along." he instructed as he began to walk past not giving a second thought to the goings on "You!" the excited tone of the male from earlier resounding in his ears making him silently groan knowing where this was about to go.
"You are wishing for me to join your shoot?" he would ask as he turned to look at the man, the butler remaining quiet behind him "Well, yes! Such an exotic male beside the fiery flower would make a wonderful addition to the magazine!" he looked like he was ready to pop in excitement. He looked less than thrilled to be working beside Leonora due to her family's recent 'issues' but being seen in such a popular magazine would be good for his own families image "Let's make it quick then, I have important things to be doing and have very little time to do it in." he said calmly, the photographer looked like he was ready to explode in excitement for getting what he wanted and began to lead them to where the shoot would be taking place and what they would be getting dressed in.
[attr="class","Leoscroll"] Leonora took a few steps forward before hearing the photographer call out to someone as she sighed shaking her head. Every fiber of her being is wanting to tell them both off. She didn't have enough brain power to spare to the stupidity of the thoughts to acquire needed to entertain this. She had places to be and a cousin to rip a new one once more about his actions. While he was strong and stubborn in his ways and how things were to be for the family. She was just as bad when it comes to getting the hint to stop. She just dealt with getting kea to understand the situation and what she would wish for him to do. [break][break] Sure she had never been great at communicating as battle was more her form of communication. However she knew as much as her explanation and wishes for her little brother was. It had to be done. She had to get things back on track and reunite the family she knew, even if that meant for blood to stain her hands. [break][break] She took a deep breath collecting herself and her thoughts as she turned towards the new figure the photographer spoke to as she looked towards him listening to his every word. She looked him up and down before flipping some of her hair over her shoulder "Oh The Silva finally allowed their literal black sheep out of its pen? And they say I have a sharp temperament about myself." She Spoke in acknowledgement of his demeanor, she wasn't wanting to deal with him as already she could feel the internal tether of her fist wanting to connect with his face. She could never stand Silva and their entitlement of even considering themselves above the prideful Lesser royals, the Ravencrest themselves. How dear this one even think himself higher then those even in this town. Everything she could feel from this male was just begging for her to put in his place. If She could she would have went to go find some dungeon or a mission to literally relieve the growing urge to hit something. Hopefully she would have enough mental will power to resist the urge to do so.
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Combat Summary
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POW 060
DUR 000
SEN 005
STA 040
CON 035
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MANA SKIN
HEALTH
MANA REGEN
MANA POOL
senior
senior
35 IC // 30 OOC
125/125
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[attr="class","leoscroll2"] 1181ff -photo guy [break][break] TL;DR
[attr="class","Enlilimage"]❝Even a storm can be calm under the right circumstances.
[attr="class","Enlilscroll"]He walked silently behind the photographer as he saw no need to converse, he wanted to do this task quickly so he could get away from the fallen riff-raff that he was to be paired with and continue about his actual business. It was when he spoke to him he gave her a side eye as he continued walking "Are you sure you were once a noble? You are as articulate as a cow with all that nonsensical mooing." he said his voice remaining steady as he spoke, he hadn't missed a beat in his retort to her. The butler who was still accompanying him looked at Leonora apologetically and mouthed the word sorry to her for his master's behaviour. He knew that his young master wasn't a bad person just the conditioning that he had gone through since he had been very young had made him how he was.
Soon enough they had gotten to the area where they were going to have the shoot. It almost seemed as if it was in the middle of nowhere with how there was a single tree with a beautiful waterfall backdrop. It would have been the perfect place to spend quality time with a loved one if it hadn't been so fake. "We're here!" the man said with glee turning to look at the two shooing them off to get changed without even telling them the premise of the shoot. The butler moved with Enlil and helped him change from his actual clothing to the clothes that had been left for him. They weren't as form-fitting as his normal clothing as these had obviously been fitted to someone a lot bigger than himself. He wasn't best impressed about the situation, even the grade of the fabric he was now wearing bothered his skin.
"Please bear with it young master." the butler said seeing the annoyance on the teens face which only got more irritated that the man would have said such a thing to him. "I... I apologise. I will take the punishment you give to me." he said quickly realizing his mistake and helping fit the clothing as best he could. Enlil was already irritated and waved the man away he just wanted this done quickly as he wanted to look at the new shipment of gemstones and pick up whatever he needed to craft some jewellery before heading home to whatever tasks awaited him there upon his return. "You'll be isolated for three days upon our return." his tone showed there was no room for argument and the man just accepted it with a nod not wanting to further make the man any more irritated than he already was.
Once dressed he left the room and headed towards where he last saw the photographer who shooed him off to get his hair and makeup done. He was hoping they didn't make him look like some doll as he would be less than happy. He was happy to see they done little to his hair and merely took the sheen of his face so the photo could be taken clearly. They did attempt to remove the tassled ornement from his hair and even the clip from the front of the suit but he stopped them "These are not to be touched or removed." he said simply. It was clear he wasn't going to argue on the point and that they did hold importance to him so they left them be. He didn't acknowledge this instead he just moved back to the photographer "Do your people normally attempt to remove items from your models not knowing what they are?" he would ask.
"Well, sometimes it is needed for what is the envisionment of the artist!" he said gleefully waving his hands "I suggest you double check on doing such things, not all nobles will be happy removing things that have meaning." he replied making the man calm for a moment "Oh. Yes... yes you're right. I do apologise for the short-sightedness of my staff." he said looking at the direction his female model should be coming from. He was used to dealing with all sorts of nobles so he could handle what was happening with very little issue.
[attr="class","Leoscroll"] Leonora dismissively waved the comment off. If she wasn't attempting to maintain her need to hit things, she moved her hands behind her back as she felt her fingers twitch in frustration as she wanted to punch him for the comment. She was so tempted to let out her frustration and pent up anger on that face of his. How dare he think he was better then her when at one point. She was above him as a main noble. [break][break] She followed after them to the place in questions as she looked around before getting shooed and dragged to her dressing area accepting the help into the needed outfit as well as allowing her hair and makeup done. She blinked putting up with all the needed changing and pampering to become what the artist wanted cause after all, this was a photoshoot after all. She walked over towards the artist listening to them speak as she laughed lightly at the comments " Aw little boy don't like having to adapt to others wants. Even as a noble I accepted in an attempt to allowing others a taste into my world. Never above them and a new found knowledge of their world into my own." She taunted moving towards him purposely miss stepping with her heels to stumbling into him, catching herself after bumping into him" I'm sorry i didn't see your entitlement in my way. Strange thing isn't it." She apologized in kind. She only assisted the photographer but not Enlil cause after all, if he wasn't going to come off that high horse he was born on, she was going to drag him down to meet her and those he thought below her. [break][break]
[attr="class","Enlilimage"]❝Even a storm can be calm under the right circumstances.
[attr="class","Enlilscroll"]He would look at her as she came out of getting her hair and makeup done, if he hadn't known her as an ill-mannered swine then he would have truly believed that she was a socialite like himself or Amaya Ravencrest. When he heard her comment he closed his eyes "It wouldn't be something someone like you would understand." he said coldly as his eyes opened they seemed to have lost any hint of warmth that was in them "I have no issue with my hair colour being changed or wearing clothing that isn't to my normal tastes. What I can not and will not remove are the items that are important to my family; surely even one such of yourself can understand such importance of family tradition." he said his tone warming slightly. He didn't ask to take the mantle of heir of his family it was just thrust upon him at birth.
He watched her approach carefully and stepped aside as she 'accidentally' stumbled, in such a way as it looked as if he was trying to prevent her from falling. In honesty, he knew what she was up to which was only proven as she caught herself and spoke to him. He merely smiled as he leaned into her ear "Entitled isn't what I would call myself, but, I could see why someone with a clown as a family head would believe me as such." he would whisper "So, how does it feel being related to a known rogue? What was his crime again? I've forgotten..." he paused as if thinking for a quick second. "Oh that's right killing his own father and removing the tonguing of a servant to make the rest of them fear speaking. That is a level of entitlement even the Silva wouldn't stoop to." he said before taking her arm like a gentleman and escorting her to their backdrop.
[attr="class","Leoscroll"] Leonora listened to his words as her calm body language did not change one bit to his words. She wasn't above accepting her upfront approach wasn't working but she decided to take another approach as she allowed him to take her by the arm like the noble gentleman he was. She held up the dress slightly with one hand as well large long dresses was not her usual style or enjoyment, she knew how to walk in such things even if its been awhile since anyone had managed to get her to remain in one without burning it to ashes. [break][break] "Oh I know of family traditions but here is the thing about traditions, such things grow old and complacent in my experience. Every generation and year is giving rise to new ideas and traditions over taking old ones. My family was not above their own traditions, though we never stuck with such means of showing who our heir or heiress was by simple items. No we showed by who we were as vermillion. Now while I cared for my family even I agree he was incredibly moronic in his display and childish actions along with his own obvious obsessions he will undoubtedly pursue in the near future. However, I am not peabrain like my cousin and I have no intention to follow down the same road as him other then to ensure the stain on my family name is brought to justice as quickly as possible. "She said continuing her walk with him to the designated spot.
[attr="class","Enlilimage"]❝Even a storm can be calm under the right circumstances.
[attr="class","Enlilscroll"]The young noble led the elder woman to their designed picnic area allowing her to speak her piece uninterrupted, that would be rude and was beneath him, after all, everyone was entitled to their opinion even if it was wrong. He helped her sit a calm look on his face as she settled on the picnic blanket as he moved to his own area "You are entitled to your opinion, but I believe it to be wrong." he explained sitting down and looking at the props they had been given to work with. If he was a commoner they would have looked appetising and he would have been willing to eat them for pictures but he could already tell he wouldn't eat or drink any of the food there as it looked like what pigs would eat in his eyes. His eyes went back to Leonora as he picked up the bottle of wine.
He smiled as he began to pour it into her glass almost as if this was a true date and he was enjoying himself with her. "Ever think that is why your family fell to ruin?" he would ask genuinely. "The elder generations allowed their traditions and rules to slip due to not wanting to deal with the issues the new generation and the ideas they brought forward and so there was only chaos and within that chaos there was no strength and so everything became fractured." he said as he stopped pouring his tone was tender and warm, as was the smile he wore. He heard the gentle clicking of the camera as it was taking pictures. "My elders do what they believe is right for the continued strength of their line. I am not in a position to question my elders as I am still young and have a lot to learn in regards to the world." his voice was low.
His hand reaced out and cupped her cheek, it would have been warm to the touch. He was quite sure she didn't want him touching her as much as he didn't want to touch her but it was all for that single picture that the 'artist' wanted after all. "Showing who you were as Vermilion? Don't make me laugh. Thanks to your elders not being able to keep ahold of the reigns you were but a laughing stock within the noble court." He removed his hand and moved to pick up a strawberry and moved it forward as if to feed it to her "The items may seem foolish to you but you are an outsider to my family and so wouldn't understand and that's fine. I am sure your family has quirks other than birthing idiotic homicidal maniacs that I as an outsider wouldn't understand" he stated.
"Which is fine but just as I have no right to comment on your family's traditions with those trees you have no right to question mine in regard to my items." he said allowing her to bite the fruit as he moved to take a petal from her hair. "You intend to go become an outlaw to take out your psychotic cousin? You do realize out idiotic that sounds right? You could get rid of that stain easier remaining on the right side of the law." he said standing holding out his hand to her as if to help her up from her sitting position, he was the picture-perfect noble gentleman even as he spoke to her on such sensitive topics.
[attr="class","Leoscroll"] Leonora followed his lead as she accepted his help down to her spot on the picnic blanket. She adjusted her skirt while allowing the assistants to move it to where the Artist desired. If there was one thing she knew how to do, it was to look the part she needed to play in any situation given to her. She knew how to keep the attention off her and how to not allow her wants to be portrayed. After all, how could anyone know her wants in family portraits other then to play the happy big sister, older cousin. She did appreciate him allowing her to state her opinion uninterrupted as what kind of gentleman would he be to interrupt a lady? She was curious how he thought her opinions to be wrong as she looked between him and the props.
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None of the food or drinks was anything she would really care for as it seemed way to staged for her opinion but then again, a lot of her life and standing was just a stage. Having to look a certain way, act a certain way. She wouldn't have been surprised if she would have had to breath a certain way or make her eyes show some expression of their own. She watched him grab the wine as she by instinct grabbed a wine glass holding it up to meet his pour as she listened keeping a expression of happiness and gentleness in her smile and eyes, looking to be enjoying this fake date as much as he appeared to be. After all this was all for the cameras even if she fought her urges to cutting him down to size.
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She gave him the same respect, allowing him to state his opinion uninterrupted. sitting the cup down once he had finished pouring upon the subtle sound of the camera clicking, capturing them within its images. "Oh I have no doubt that is why we have fallen as we have. While we can play our parts, our parents only kept the appearances." She admitted not caring if he knew. They had fallen out of grace with the kingdom because of her cousin's dumb choices. She had warned Taiyo to take care and keep up appearances of being alright and sound. He did not heed her warnings of what she saw was to come true. It was no secret what happened, nor was it anything any of them could stop from being acknowledged.
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She watched his hand reach forward as she fought the urge to keep out of his reach or even bat his hand away. She wasn't one for touch other then the occasional hug from her little brother Kea. Anyone else was luckily not to get told off or a threat of getting burned by her snow white flamed lit feathers for even thinking they were allowed near her skin in any situation other then a spar or a meaningful battle. She could tell he certainly felt the same of not wishing to be touched by her or to be touching her as she rested her smooth slightly sun kissed skin of her cheeck against his palm as her hand rested on top of his own. She allowed his opinion to continue flowing uninterrupted waiting a few seconds before replying after the sound of the click of the camera. " I know fully heartedly what the view of my family comes to the noble court, there is only a select few that holds any respect from me for their showing of battle and given respect despite the given situation of our former head's manic of a son. Most of your noble court is nothing but talk and bartering as politics is a subject I never personally cared to tread on more then what my own parents requested of me to do so." She said opening her painted lips slightly as she listened to his words of items and their holding while she took a bite of the strawberry lifting her hand up infront of her mouth swallowing the small bite before responding once she removed her hand. [break][break] " I understand of items. Most hold honor and pride to those who hold them, some are markings of one's standings within their family. Personally, I burned down my own tree as such traditions does not fit the fiery passion of battle most of us hold in our hearts. If I was meant to have a tree I would have been born with any other hair color then our signature family traits of red hair and the magics that follow within our bloodline to the signature grin we all manage to master one time or another." She spoke hearing his next statement as she allowed her gentle expression to go blank by the response before returning to its gentle demeanor as she closed her eyes allowing him to remove a petal from her hair before she replied " It is more of honor and pride of the blood that runs through my veins, as a once main noble of house vermillion to the crimson lion mantle I once wore with pride to the respect of my ancestors that he has spat on the moment the very thought of such to happen. I am sure what you speak of remaining on the right side of the law, you would not seek to have a hand within the justice and honor of your family. However, do not mistake my words as following down that path. I have others I must watch over in my current status within society. While I trust the magic knights and those within their ranks to bring him in, I still feel he will not come in by use of words and by anyone's else hands will result in blood and nothing gained, only loss of any respect for life." She Spoke watching him stand up , holding out his hand to her as she slowly reached forward , placing her hand in his as she rose to her feet with his assistance.
[attr="class","Enlilimage"]❝Even a storm can be calm under the right circumstances.
[attr="class","Enlilscroll"]He had noticed that none of the props fit her tastes either likely for a completely different reason than his own but then given her options he guessed beggars couldn't be choosers as these were still of higher quality than what a commoner could hope to obtain without taking a major dent in their meagre wages. They were likely thinking the same in the regards that it seemed far too staged but then that was the noble world in a nutshell. They were being judged by all sides, from the commoners beneath them to their own peers and family. It was a tiring never-ending dance cycle and part of him envied those below him for the simplistic life without such stress within their lives, that being said they had other stresses and strifes in their lives that nobles didn't have to worry about and so in that regard, nobles were quite blessed.
Had he been with a romantic partner he would out of his way to make it something unforgetful as would be expected of a young gentleman courting. Luckily he hadn't begun to court as no one had caught his eye but then again it didn't matter to him as his family tradition stated his parents would decide who he was to wed. It was frustrating but he accepted it, he remembered when he was younger his elder sisters teasing him that he was betrothed to Amaya Ravencrest. Gods he hoped not. As much as it would be beneficial to his own family to have such a connection with them, the girl was as vapid as roadkill when it came to personality. Then again that could have been due to the idiotic company she had been keeping company with for over a decade, hopefully, she could regain some of her brain power now he was gone.
He listened to her and sighed hearing her words "Then you were destined to fall from the moment they only cared about appearances and not enforcing them." he said almost sounding sorry for her, as bad as his own life was he couldn't imagine a life without direction or structure or how he may have turned out without the constant corrections he went through daily. "Flames are passionate and will spread wildly if not kept under control, even my own element of wind is whimsical but if not kept under control would become unruly and cause a lot of issues." He had never thought too much on how much damage a raging wind could do as he had always been carefully controlled and directed but he did pity her for the plight she was going through because of the failures of her elders to keep their problem children under control.
"You personally I have very little issue with. I have heard you have quite the temper and will lash out rather easily." he said calmly "That being said you had found a healthy outlet from what has been said in the butterfly circle doing your duties as a magic knight." he said thoughtfully "I still don't understand why you stepped down from it and showed that not all your family were homicidal killers and brought your lunatic cousin in to face his crimes." he said calmly, he had no idea that his answer would be given to him shortly. "Politics are important in the world of nobles because they can make or break a lot of things or even reduce families to ash. It seems you have been failed on many fronts as after Silas perished your family seems to have gotten into a death spiral it couldn't get out of." he said calmly the smile ever present on his lips as he moved to one knee.
From the pocket of his outfit, he brought out a ring and presented it to her almost as if he was proposing, this was sickening to him and he hated this was going to be seen by so many. His family were going to be furious with him for this but it was a job he agreed to do and so he was doing it. There were no romantic feelings or wants between him and this woman before him, he knew his duties to his family and he always made them a priority. "I could understand trees in the Lilygate or Wilhelm but in a family with fire as a primary element... that just seemed like a forest fire waiting to happen." he said with a slight chuckle.
He raised an eyebrow briefly "If you were still a militaristic family who had the fire for battle there is no way you would have fallen. You would have been steadfast, disciplined and true to your path. This is not the case, your family was no longer militaristic, you got comfortable on the coattails of what was and so everything else slipped." he said allowing for someone else to put the ring on her finger due to the symbolism before taking her hand again. "As the saying goes how far can a star rise before it inevitably comes crashing down?" He knew everything changed but he never believed that the first main house that would have fallen to such lowly levels would have been the Vermilion even with the cracks of weakness they had shown over the recent years. He imagined this whole situation was pissing the redhead off to no end.
"Honor and pride left a long time ago it would seem or again this wouldn't have happened. What it was replaced with was sloth, greed and delusions of grandeur. You called me entitled but ever think you are projecting? Your current family head believed himself entitled to what wasn't his and so ended his father's life." he said standing and taking her hands to look lovingly into her eyes. The camera clicks still being heard off to the side. "Dull ember at best is how I would describe your current head as there were plenty of ways to gain what he wanted without being so brazen about it, I would ask what was he thinking but quite clearly he wasn't and now your entire family is suffering for it." he sounded irritated on her behalf he couldn't even begin to imagine the anger going through her.
"Yes, I speak of remaining on the right side of the law and bringing a criminal to justice in the proper way." he would clarify "Yes, of course I would, however, there is a right and a wrong way of doing things and I fear that you will cross a line from which there will be no return making you no better than him." he said to her it was clear he was attempting to lift one of the very few he actually had an ounce of respect within that family out of the gutter she was about to immerse herself in but from the way she was talking he would have more luck convincing to a brick wall. "You shouldn't do this, it only ends in tragedy for everyone involved." he warned his eyes looking over to the photographer whom they had been ignoring this entire time squeeing over the images he had been taking "Talking of clowns, I think we are done here." he would say letting her hands go.
[attr="class","Leoscroll"] "exactly once appearance was all that was cared for, the structure and allow values of traditions went out the window and so did the care to push against the uncalm that is my flames. That is the difference between you and I. You still stick to the guide your family keeps on you much like the Girlfriend my family head could not keep contained and happy. She really didn't seem all too hard to keep pleased in a relationship, but I guess even girls have to learn when to put up their doll houses and their dolls to find a more suitable standard of a better future. I am sure if my parents had kept to the standards of past vermillion I would have needed to find a suitable suitor to carry on the bloodline on my end within the standards. "She spoke with a shrug going through the phases of this staged scene. She kept silent notes of the onlooking staff and camera man speaking and do dramatic monologues of his own of their seemingly picture perfect interactions even if there words and thoughts were of anything but the photoshoot.
[break][break] "We are always doomed to fail one way or another and what happens in the dark will always come to light. I don't condone what my family has done as I am not a close cousin to the head of my family. He is certainly some sort of ember but I feel the flame that was once so bright within his former flames grasp was just a spark that was only a ghost of a wish. It was a falsehood...even know who the head is is the truth of how dark he truly is." She spoke shaking the memory of how she found him in the office, the broken mirror, the blood on his hand. "Oh that was formalities. I hate routine, routine takes out the fun in life and dulls the urge to explore and grow. Before the magic knights and before my own grimoire. I would willingly drive my parents up the wall, I enjoyed the attention and tested their limits out of the fact even I knew structure was not going to be given willingly. While they might have pushed, they never challenged and that resulted as you have seen" she said " as for magic knights, why would i continue for a kingdom that will assist my issues with his and Sylas's own war crimes. There is time for remanding but I can say it will not be with my generation, not if we were to reamend a lot of our older generation would need to pass and our future ones set in traditions set forth by whoever lines with any of us down the line."She spoke watching the ring on her finger as she often thought of what life would be like being married. it was a laughable thought in the long run. She was too set in her ways thanks to her up bringing. She wasn't going to accept anyone who couldn't keep her entertained. "Whatever path the future takes me is mine to accept and no one but I will be affected because all I will have in the end is ensuring a stain will no longer haunt this kingdom other then to be a footnote in the growth of future generations with the vermillion that wish to turn away and remain in the stagnate means of society forever hearing the whispers and taunts of those with no understanding." She added looking towards the photographer hearing Enlil speak of them being done as she sighed a sigh of relief "thank god i can get out of this dress.. the material is way to itchy and restricting." She stated " and while I am on the thought, what would your name be as i am sure you don't wish to be called a entitled noble with such high standing, even you would not be rude by not telling this lady a name. "She added. Her reasons for wanting to know is purely in a acknowledgment of who to note this meeting cause the future was vast and she was sure this wasn't going to be the last time they meet. [break][break]
[attr="class","Enlilimage"]❝Even a storm can be calm under the right circumstances.
[attr="class","Enlilscroll"]He listened to her words, she was entitled to each and everyone of them as she was the one who was living it and had the understanding that an outsider like him could never have. To him, her words were proof that she too only quickened the descent of her family but her family wasn't his circus and the people within her family weren't his clowns so didn't comment on it. "Just please Lady Leonora take time to think before you pass the point of no return, this is all I am asking as one noble to someone who still from what I see holds a noble spirit." he said his voice even the entire time as he separated his distance from her. "You are correct, it is improper for me not to have introduced myself to you at the very beginning. My name is Enlil." he said as he bowed before moving off to his changing room to get changed once more into his ordinary clothing so he could get to the reason he came to the town of silva in the first place.
[attr="class","Leoscroll"] "Enlil, what an interesting name but a suiting one for a noble such as yourself. While I will reflect on our conversation I will say if the path i must go down is to take him out within the darkness of the underworld then it is what i will go as I know by current standards, I won't lose my way and I will bare the consequences so no one else has to become tainted by the misfortune to spoiling the blood that runs tainted through his veins. Either path will lead a confrontation between us."She added in kind heading to her dressing area getting undressed and back into her clothing as she let her hair back down and free, enjoying the feel of her loose attire. She had a lot to reflect on but she also still had many more planned meetings with a newly acquired acquaintance Ryuuma. He was a interesting fellow and not bad on the eyes. Certainly someone who was able to peak her battle interest. It was to be seen which path she was going to follow down however she knew this wasn't going to be the last time she would run into Enlil, that she was sure [break][break] (Thead exit/ Mission end) [break][break]
