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primeimaginaryRating: PG
Characters: Sieg, Roberto
Disclaimer: Tierkreis is not mine, never was, and no infringement is intended.
Defeating the One King is not the key to peace and quiet Sieg expected it to be. Not even mentioning the number of times Selen has tried to corner him into a conversation about how close Jale and Erin seem to be these days, or the tent Maybelle has permanently pitched in front of his bedroom door, there's always something to do. There are always a dozen things to do, all at the same time.
The castle felt a little empty after half of the Company went their own way, but being the midway point between Pharamond and Salsabil and having the only Gateway on the continent with a resident Wanderer, it soon started to see a lot of traffic. More often than not these days, Sieg comes back from a mission to find people at the inn who have no idea who he is. It wouldn't bother him, but there's something about getting told he's too young to sit at the tavern in his own castle that doesn't sit well with him.
In fact, the only reason Erin is still talking to him after that incident is that Jale talked to her about the responsibilities and pressure of leadership and other big words like that. At which point Sieg had to enlist Liu for help on the most strategic ways to avoid Selen's and Sisuca's motherly, gossipy clutches.
The castle is still home, but now it's a home full of strangers.
He gets back from Salsabil at dawn one morning, alone as per the mission specifications. A walk back of eighteen days by himself, from a conversation with a woman of Salsabil nobility who was ready to pay him 50,000 potch for a talk about King Shams and the type of people he liked to hang out with at the castle, which Sieg really has no idea about because Shams spent most of his time with Taj or Manaril as far as he knows, and wouldn't it be easier to ask him directly rather than go through the Company?
His eyes are fluttering close as he walks inside, hands over the cash to Moana who apparently never sleeps, and five minutes after coming back he gets out of the lift on the fourth floor to find Maybelle asleep right there on the ground, her dress spilling across his threshold. Sieg stands there for a moment, blinking, brain unable to come up with anything until he decides that no, there's no way he's going to deal with this right now.
So he drags himself one floor further up, to the roof where no one stands these days, fully ready and willing to fall asleep on the stones there. Only, there is someone here.
Someone looking like they're walking on water at the edge of the building, holding a sword in each hand.
Sieg forces his eyes open, and it's Roberto over there, stripped of the heavy Astrasian armor, walking with perfect balance despite the headband lowered in front of his eyes. He stops at the corner, four floors above almost certain death. Stands still for a second then spins around, and suddenly Roberto's fighting an invisible enemy, the rising sun glittering on the iris blades slashing the air around him. And okay, Sieg isn't too shabby with a sword himself and it's not like he hasn't gone through a fair amount of training, but this is something else, and even as he sinks back against a wall he keeps watching, smiling a little at how serious Roberto is about training, about everything really. He wonders if Roberto does this every morning, this dance over water, if his hair is always haloed in the sun like this.
He thinks he'll ask, maybe, when the sun is higher and the training session done, and that's the last thought he gets before his eyes fall closed.
Characters: Sieg, Roberto
Disclaimer: Tierkreis is not mine, never was, and no infringement is intended.
Defeating the One King is not the key to peace and quiet Sieg expected it to be. Not even mentioning the number of times Selen has tried to corner him into a conversation about how close Jale and Erin seem to be these days, or the tent Maybelle has permanently pitched in front of his bedroom door, there's always something to do. There are always a dozen things to do, all at the same time.
The castle felt a little empty after half of the Company went their own way, but being the midway point between Pharamond and Salsabil and having the only Gateway on the continent with a resident Wanderer, it soon started to see a lot of traffic. More often than not these days, Sieg comes back from a mission to find people at the inn who have no idea who he is. It wouldn't bother him, but there's something about getting told he's too young to sit at the tavern in his own castle that doesn't sit well with him.
In fact, the only reason Erin is still talking to him after that incident is that Jale talked to her about the responsibilities and pressure of leadership and other big words like that. At which point Sieg had to enlist Liu for help on the most strategic ways to avoid Selen's and Sisuca's motherly, gossipy clutches.
The castle is still home, but now it's a home full of strangers.
He gets back from Salsabil at dawn one morning, alone as per the mission specifications. A walk back of eighteen days by himself, from a conversation with a woman of Salsabil nobility who was ready to pay him 50,000 potch for a talk about King Shams and the type of people he liked to hang out with at the castle, which Sieg really has no idea about because Shams spent most of his time with Taj or Manaril as far as he knows, and wouldn't it be easier to ask him directly rather than go through the Company?
His eyes are fluttering close as he walks inside, hands over the cash to Moana who apparently never sleeps, and five minutes after coming back he gets out of the lift on the fourth floor to find Maybelle asleep right there on the ground, her dress spilling across his threshold. Sieg stands there for a moment, blinking, brain unable to come up with anything until he decides that no, there's no way he's going to deal with this right now.
So he drags himself one floor further up, to the roof where no one stands these days, fully ready and willing to fall asleep on the stones there. Only, there is someone here.
Someone looking like they're walking on water at the edge of the building, holding a sword in each hand.
Sieg forces his eyes open, and it's Roberto over there, stripped of the heavy Astrasian armor, walking with perfect balance despite the headband lowered in front of his eyes. He stops at the corner, four floors above almost certain death. Stands still for a second then spins around, and suddenly Roberto's fighting an invisible enemy, the rising sun glittering on the iris blades slashing the air around him. And okay, Sieg isn't too shabby with a sword himself and it's not like he hasn't gone through a fair amount of training, but this is something else, and even as he sinks back against a wall he keeps watching, smiling a little at how serious Roberto is about training, about everything really. He wonders if Roberto does this every morning, this dance over water, if his hair is always haloed in the sun like this.
He thinks he'll ask, maybe, when the sun is higher and the training session done, and that's the last thought he gets before his eyes fall closed.
OHAI THERE DRAEFIC
Very relevant to interests for several reasons!!
TIERKREIS. SIEG. ROBERTO. COMM POSTING. MORE DRAE FICNOW YOU CAN POST MOAR AT THE COMM. JUST AS PLANNED.I WORKED ON THE ROBERTO+SIEG PIC FOR MOST OF THE DAY. WILL MAKE ANOTHER POST WHEN I AM FINISHED~ :'DDDA WIN FOR EVERYONE~I don't think he'd actually fall off but lmao, so much awkwardness will ensue. Only on Roberto's side though.
Probably not, and it would be sad if he did, but he would flail a lot! While Sieg sleeps on, oblivious. :3
I love the details on the castle and Sieg's hardships that, through this POV, sounds so FUNNY even though he's like resigned unamused what the frakk about it. Hahahaha. ♥
Sieg's life is hard. :<
Though not as hard as Asad's, of course.BTW, did I tell you I loved the detail on the noble person wanting to get Sieg to tell her about Sham's taste in women and Sieg being so ttly oblivious as to why? HAHAHA.
Asad's life is hard as no one else's!
Ehehe, you spotted it. XD She must not have been pleased with his answers. "Nah, he was just with Taj all the time, ya know?"
This is not the beginning of a long convoluted stories about the politics of Salsabil, I swear.It truly is. XD
Oho, DO TELL.I wonder if years from now, when looking over his prospective wives, Shams will go like he did with Chihaya's food and go "I... truly see nothing appealing."
NO IT WAS TRUF. THERE IS NOTHING TO TELL ABOUT.OH LULZ. I could see this. And a large, large grin spreading on Taj's face despite himself. XD
YEEEEEEEES~ He will be a target of many angry women after if they ever find out. ;;; good thing he's high-level!
Maybe not, if they're discreet? People will just think he and the King are surprisingly close and not make the connection?
I need Tierkreis icons, Kat.
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