Day 1: Evening

Evening: 5:00pm - Midnight

[ IRL Timeframe: March 11th - March 18th, 2019 ]

The first day has come to a close, the only things left to do are get some food and get some rest. Fortunately the residents of Bamborough are hosting a party to congratulate the heroes on their first victory, unfortunately it's running for several hours this evening. There's only so much time for sleep. What kind of balance will your hero try to strike?

Unfortunately for everyone, the evil-allured knights will be treated to a rude wake-up surprise when they finally go to sleep. No matter when they finally set their head down to rest, they all wake up at the same time, in the same place. Only the evil-allured knights will have access to this post, click to see if you've been chosen.

The good-allured knights, meanwhile, are free of a visit tonight with the Princess and the Protector. The two of them, however, are due to have a chat. Questions have to be answered, after all! He's dressed in his usual attire:

He's the same height as Luka with dark skin and vivid blue eyes that match the color of the sky. He has wicked winged white eyeliner to accent his eyes and curly black hair with white tips piled on top of his head, it's a wonder how it stays up there. Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly, he's wearing a pajama robe that looks either blue or silver depending how it's touched or how it moves. Most importantly is that he's got brass knuckles on both his hands, like he's ready to fight. But he's not here to fight, he's here to give a whisper about what comes next.

First Night Event: Bamborough: Everyone invited.

The Weather
Starry Night.
64°F / 18°C
Quite breezy, all the trees are rustling.

Prompts:

Bamborough Party: To celebrate the defeat of the first monster, a full banquet is being held near the beach in Bamborough. Unlimited food, unlimited drinks, and most importantly of all was a small stockpile of blankets, sheets, pillows, and toiletries to offer any knight who might've forgotten something on the way out here. Naturally, every item is sponsored.

You're all over Social Media!: Videos were successfully taken of all twelve knights and the princess during the first battle, and now the world is abuzz about what happened! What are they saying about your hero? How did they even get this footage? Or worst of all, how bad are they dissing your camera skills for those that recorded themselves?

A late night walk: The first day is over, the first monster is dead. How's your character holding up? Do they seek out support from a fellow hero? Do they spend it alone? What kind of night are they having now that it's all real?

A late night meal: Anyone leaving the Bamborough party late enough will be able to spot that a local late night ramen shop is open for business. If your hero hasn't quite eaten enough, they can drop by for a bite. But be warned, a certain sleepy villain is getting a bite to eat herself. Care to share a ramen bar meal with the enemy?

Procedure:

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He glances in their direction almost immediately, clearly surprised in that moment.

"You... No one was hurt." He tilts his head, his fingers pressing deeper against their scales.

"Well, one person. But not badly. It seems like it couldn't have gone better then this." A little mess seems like a good deal compared to a person dying.

"Oh, no, I'm not talking about that. I'm glad we suffered practically no injuries. It was just... bit chaotic." And the mess wasn't the worst but, they'd rather avoid it.

Though with Gyre still leaning against them, they're really becoming aware of their lack of strength. Because, they're starting to have a bit harder time keeping both of them upright, even with how they're leaning against the tree behind them. They're not going to keep their balance for much longer, but they don't want to push him away either.

And Gyre doesn't notice them slipping at all. He's just content, sighing softly. Pleasantly.

"True. I hope that next time, we can be more organized..." He doesn't want to call out the people who ran recklessly ahead, but he sure does wish they had waited and worked together.

"It only gets harder from here."

The moment they hear the soft, contenct sigh from Gyre, they come to conclusion that, they really can't move from here, he seems too happy here. But this also means... they'll fall down. Any second now.

Which happens sooner than they expect. Because as they're about to agree with Gyre about hoping everyone can be organised in the future, they slip to the side enough that their support from the tree and they go toppling down to the ground with a surprised, almost squeak like noise. Okay, if this is how they go then this is how they go.

Unfortunately, since Gyre had also been leaning on them, and with their tail wrapped around both his arms, he goes falling right after them, and in a matter of seconds they're squished between him and the ground. Well then.

"Oh--"

Falling wasn't a feeling he was expecting! But it sure is happening, his body slumping after them. He definitely tries to catch himself and sit back up somewhere in the middle of it, only to realize that yeah, his arms are absolutely tied up, and he doesn't have to time to yank himself away.

He... doesn't exactly mind though? He falls onto their side, and the near full body touch is wonderful for him at least. Enough that he doesn't say anything for a good few beats here, letting the situation settle.

Eventually though, he murmurs, "Sh... should I... Are you okay?"

You know, they had expected being squished like this to be uncomfortable, but it's not. Huh. Weird. Doesn't mean that they aren't a bit flustered by the fact that Gyre is now on top of them, and they release his arms so he can actually get up.

"Ah, yeah, I'm, I'm okay. Sorry about that-" They don't know if they should admit that they 100% lack proper physical strength because of jail and risk worrying Gyre, or if they should just say that they lost balance because he's heavy. Or, well, heavier than them.

Instead of saying either of those things, they don't say jack shit, instead trying to get themselves sorted out to a position that's not uncomfortable for their arms and legs.

"No, it's--" He shifts with them, taking his arms back and pushing his weight up off them. It wasn't the most comfortable way to lay, he knows, but he's certainly not going to let them escape just yet.

As they move themself, he pulls his own body upwards slightly, watching them intently.

"It's fine. You don't need to apologize~" he purrs, just in time to lay himself right on top of them as they roll onto their back. He folds his arms across their belly, balancing his chin on top so that his body is laid between their legs, his weight holding them down.

"This work for you?"

They register the purring tone a second too late, because the moment they roll onto their back to push themselves up, Gyre lays himself right on top of them, pushing them back down suddenly.

First thing that comes to their mind, from their training and years of experience, is that this is bad for their safety, they're in an incredibly vulnerable state right now. They push down the assassin way of thinking though, but it leads to them realising just how intimate this kind of positioning can be, and they swear their heart skips a beat, their eyes glued to Gyre as they prop themselves up on their elbows.

"Y-yes.. this is, this is fine.." Yep, they're a goner for real this time, and they want to smack themselves as their tail goes right back to curling around Gyre, securing him right there. Fuck.

"Mmm," he hums softly as the tail wraps around him, smirking knowingly up at them.

"Good cause you're comfy. Maybe I'll spend the night just like this~" He's definitely teasing. Mostly teasing? Somewhere in there. Mostly, he's just content in this moment, sighing happily as he settles into place atop them.

They do their best to ignore that smirk, but the combo of that and the teasing tone make it very hard on them. They still manage, even if it's by laying back down properly, so Gyre can't see their face that clearly.

"Maybe not here. Too many people who are still close by." But they're not refusing the idea. They wouldn't mind getting to spend the night like this, cuddled up to Gyre in a way. His weight on them isn't uncomfortable for them at all, strangely enough, but they decide not to think about it too much, and instead enjoy the closeness.

"Oh?" He was mostly joking, but the idea that they'd be comfortable sleeping out in the woods with him is quite nice. It'd save him the awkwardness of going into their space in whatever home was given to them.

"We could head deeper in," he says, nodding towards the trees. He's got no problem rolling around in the grass. In fact, it's often his preferred way to cuddle with people honestly, and he's hoping Zafika shares his opinion.

Zafika blinks momentarily, and glances to the direction Gyre had nodded to, considering their options. They're unsure if he means heading back to his camp, but either way, going further away from the event would be welcome. It'd give them more privacy, because even if they don't actually do anything, they don't want others to see them with their guard down like this.

So, the decision is actually very easy. At once, They push themselves to a sitting position, pulling themselves away from beneath Gyre with their arms and quickly stand up, the tip of their tail dragging along his spine as their tail unwraps from around him, and they quickly remove it from his reach. No bold moves just yet. "Alright, let's go then. I've had more than enough of crowds and chatter for today."

Welp. Guess he's going to get slid off into the grass. He definitely makes a big show of how pathetic he is, collapsing in the grass as they wiggle out from under him and stand up. He's a little disappointed that they already know him well enough to pull their tail away before he can grab it, and he definitely pouts playfully up at them.

"Help me up?" he whimpers, offering a hand up to them. Look, you threw him in the grass and now he's just the saddest boy. Don't mind the twinkle of amusement in his eye please.

They give an amused chuckle over how dramatic Gyre is as he collapses into the grass once they're no longer under him. It was his decision that they go deeper into the woods for privacy, he doesn't get to be this dramatic.

However, hearing him whimper makes them feel bad for a moment. But just for a moment, until they see the twinkle of amusement in his eyes, and just roll their eyes as they take Gyre's hand into theirs and help him get up. "Well someone's being dramatic. Wasn't this your idea?"

He picks himself up with their help, making this low, amused noise. He's absolutely grinning at them as he straightens up, brushing his front off with a quick gesture before they take his hand. He squeezes theirs almost absentmindedly, beginning to pull them deeper into the trees.

"Sure, but I'd never just shove you into the grass. You're lucky I'm not an angry person~" He's clearly teasing, taking a hard left towards Craydon.

"Do you want to come to my camp, or will anywhere more private do?"

Zafika more than happily lets Gyre pull them along deeper into the forest, moving bit closer so that they're almost walking next to him. Not quite, but almost, they want to remain close, but they also don't know where he's taking them, so they'll let him take the lead. "Oh, and pinning me down into the grass is somehow different from that?"

They return his teasing with their own, glancing up at him, and honestly, they can still hardly believe that they don't have to worry about needing their blindfold near him. "I'm fine with whichever... I'll let you decide where you want to take me, to make up for shoving you into the grass like that~"

"My camp then. Just in case we uh... go late." He has no idea what's going to happen tonight, but if he has to sleep immediately afterwards, he wants to be somewhere he feels safe. Hopefully, they'll feel safe enough there as well, or he supposes he could walk them home relatively easily. The island was small.

After that though, he returns to teasing, purposefully taking a step closer to them so that he bumps his shoulder against them. "It's absolutely different. You were already in the grass, and I~ took advantage. You dumped me. Like a sack!"

They chuckle a little at the last bit, and give Gyre's hand a gentle squeeze. "Alright, I'll trust you to lead the way and not get us lost here." They can't help but to be a little bit of a tease, but it shows that they're quite comfortable about the idea of going to his camp.

When he bumps his shoulder against them, they take a few steps to the side before they recover their balance, and raise a brow at him. Oh so he wanted to play that kind of game huh? "If I remember right, even if you didn't mean to, you were the one who pushed me down to the grass in the first place. And you made a big scene about collapsing into the grass all on your own, I gave you a chance to support yourself but you decided to be dumped there." Then, they return the shoulder bump, their tail swatting at his legs gently. They don't have the physical strength to make him stagger like they did, so the gesture will have to do.

"Ah--" he yelps in surprise when they whip his leg, lifting it just slightly and pausing to give them a fake offended look. He can't believe they did that!!

"Well, then I think we can both agree we've been equally in the wrong, then. Now we'll have to-- uh..." Wait. He shakes his head. He was definitely about to make a joke about the justice system, which is an absurd nonsense bureaucracy from his perspective. He's definitely made fun of it with his buddies before, played mock prison when he was a child, when jail sounded like a bit of funny fiction their parents told them to scare them.

But Zafika was actually in prison before this. His words turn to ash in his mouth, and he clears his throat awkwardly, trying to cover for himself.

"Sorry, uh, we're not far now."

Their pupils immediately dilate a bit more, like a cat's that has spotted something interesting, while they stare at Gyre. They feel like bullying him just a little bit more, until he suddenly shuts himself up in the middle of speaking. Right before clearing his throat and apologising. What?

They quickly get a feeling of what he was planning to say, and they step little closer, tail brushing affectionately at the bit of his leg that they had swatted a moment ago. "It's alright, I can handle those kind of jokes, I know you don't mean harm by it. But I appreciate the sentiment. It's sweet that you try to avoid saying something that might make me uncomfortable."

He shakes his head immediately, drifting closer to them without bumping into them again. Their forgiveness soothes him a very little bit, but he still looks deeply displeased with himself really.

"Keeping people in cages is evil. It was never... real to me. When I was a child." He sighs deeply, glancing in their direction. There's this deep fondness in his eyes, though he looks quite sad thinking about anything to do with their life before this. "I shouldn't have joked about it then either."

They frown a bit as they watch him, wanting to say something to make him feel better, but they've never been that good at this kind of comforting. And with Gyre, they're even more unsure of what would be acceptable way of doing that.

Not that they get to think about what to say for much longer, not for comforting him at least, because then he glances in their direction, and their chest aches when they see the look in his eyes. They're quick to look away from him themselves, uncomfortable tightness settling to their chest. "You were a child... kids don't know any better then, I don't think you should be held accountable for such things at this point anymore. Besides, isn't it the point that as a kid you do stupid things so you'll learn from them?"

He pulls his eyes away as well when they look away, suddenly embarrassed and worried about what they might say. Did he do something wrong? Maybe he should've just dropped this?

But no, they're just forgiving him again. He nods after a moment, still keeping his eyes averted. "I suppose so. It's not as if guilt will change anything, anyway." He hums softly, a sound that's almost a laugh again.

"Thank you for the perspective."

They deliberately ignore the weird feeling in their chest, and spare Gyre a tiny smile, squeezing his hand gently once again. "You don't have to thank me. But, remember, you don't have to feel guilty about that either. I'm not made of glass, you don't have to be that careful."

Which is true, but then again, they're also used to people saying whatever the hell they want to say to them, without really considering if it's nice or not. But with Gyre, they know he doesn't mean to offend, and that's enough for them.

"I know, but..." He lifts their hands up, gesturing towards their wrists with a pointed quirk of his eyebrows.

"You deserve a little gentleness, you know?" he says, and there's a little bit of a purr in his voice. He's flirting, but he does mean it too, dropping their hands back down. "Just cause you can take it, doesn't mean I want to force you to."

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