1st category - human. [ accidental dictated and action ]

[radiantwinged1.livejournal.com]

[ The journal opens at the same time that someone sounds like they jumped the last four steps of the stairs. The exhale after it sounds like who ever it was didn't realize it was the last four steps rather than the last two.

But to anyone watching, it should be clear that Duke hadn't jumped stairs. In fact, he'd dropped from... no where, and landed wobbly. He straightens, and turns slightly to look about. ]

... Dark... Did the lights ... no, even without Brave Vesperia... The spirits would... The garden is too dark... [ He takes a step, and nearly stumbles. Startled, and a weakly amused noise. ]

... Injuries more severe than thought... Definitely ...strong... [ He's just going to stand there, slightly slouched because fighting a group of four heroes thrice in a row, despite magical boost and healing in between... isn't exactly easy on the body. There are scraps of fletching in his hair, his coat is cut and torn, singed, soaked and frosted, and the beginnings of bruises are showing on his pale face. ]





[ooc: Duke is in the lobby, and despite all his talk of night, it most definitely isn't. He won't be able to answer anything written, but if you want your characters to figure this out, I'm okay with replying "sorry, he hasn't noticed" if you want to have to swap to dictated! just... note. Or something. Have fun~]

Comments

[radiantwinged1.livejournal.com]

... It is the form Aer takes when one is simply gathering it. [ It sounds a tiny bit different than air. ]

So the search had not been close in locating it?

[rhymebell.livejournal.com]

The...Aer? What's that?

I found it, it's just.. kinda far away.

[radiantwinged1.livejournal.com]

.... Primeval power that flows through everything. Magic. [ Duke stands, a little stiffly. ]

... Best start then.

[rhymebell.livejournal.com]

[Grabs his hand.]

Follow me, we'll be there soon.

[radiantwinged1.livejournal.com]

Hmm. [ A nod and following. This is still fairly awkward for him. ]

[rhymebell.livejournal.com]

[A while later, she stops.]

Do you think you can use stairs?

[radiantwinged1.livejournal.com]

.... If you could alert me.. when they begin and end, I do not believe I should have trouble.. [ Not quite certain about this, but how else is he going to get to his room? ]

[rhymebell.livejournal.com]

Grab me if you're about to fall, okay? The first step is starting. [She slowly gets up on the first step, then moves to the second and turns to look at him.]

[radiantwinged1.livejournal.com]

.... [ A nod, but he's finding that first step, and making sure his entire foot is on it before stepping up - and generally being very careful about all this. Slow and awkwardly careful. ]

[rhymebell.livejournal.com]

[she'll lead him all the way to his room, being careful to watch him.]

Here we are.

[radiantwinged1.livejournal.com]

[ At the stop of walking, Duke reaches out and finds where he is along the walls, the door, and then feels across that. And that felt like his name. How nice of the castle to label it for him. ]

Thank you for your aid.

[rhymebell.livejournal.com]

Just tell me if you need anything, okay? I'm Rhyme, so just filter it to me if you want.