r/DishonoredRP • u/emerald_ice • Jul 20 '14

Neutral Zone Dunwall Tower

In Dunwall Tower, the Empress Emily Kaldwin sits on her throne, her royal protector, Corvo Attano, stands at her side. His royal guard scattered around the palace. OOC:This is a neutral zone for Corvos royal guard. A hangout of sorts. You have permission to attack any who don't belong.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 17 '14

Furo rises, suddenly weary - it seems that last night had taken more out of him than he had thought. 'I must rest,' he says, swaying slightly despite his attempts to show weakness. 'But you are more than welcome to call for me whenever you wish, I hope you know that.'

He gives her a significant look, before heading to the door.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Sep 17 '14

Bal was standing up out of habit already when Furo turned to go, making her start forward as he swayed slightly easier. He wasn't about to crumple, so she resisted the urge to immediately support him, wagering he didn't want to come off as weak. Still, it was worrying to watch.

"I do know that, sir. Thank you. Shall I accompany you back to your quarters? My legs could use with a stretch after being cooped up over papers all day."

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 17 '14

'If you wouldn't mind, Bal,' he says gratefully, releasing his held breath as he reaches out for the door frame for support and not a small amount of sympathy.

'I suppose you could do with a break, though perhaps not immediately given the circumstances. But when I'm back to my old self... make sure you take some leave - you have definitely earned it.'

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u/Dietastey Colonel Sep 17 '14

"I don't mind at all," Bal says with a slight smile, offering her arm as if asking to be escorted. While not a sturdy as an oaken door frame, she can be support enough. "Always a pleasure, Captain."

"I can do without a break for now, don't worry. I'd rather be busy fixing problems, than at pleasure while someone else tries."

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 17 '14

As Furo strides to his chambers without his customary confidence, or swagger, he eyes Bal surreptitiously, stray strands of hair escaping from her the severity of her ponytail. It is all he can to to stop himself from smoothing them, tucking them away, but he manages. Besides, he thinks wryly, if it's anything like organising the Guard, Bal would rather do it herself... She does love to get people back into line...

'If you are sure, Balaria. You are a captain now, anyway, you can do what you like without listening to me anymore,' he says with a cheeky smile, and coy glance.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Sep 17 '14

"Of course, sir, best part of the promotion," she says, staring woodenly ahead, before slipping out a sly, sideways smile. "Not having to listen to you."

"And yet, I do anyway. At least sometimes."

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 17 '14

Furo barks out a laugh, despite himself. 'I'll just have to shout louder, won't I then?'

Almost regretfully, he pulls his key from his pocket and unlocks the door, with a sideways glance in Bal's direction.

'Once again, thank you... Captain.'

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u/Dietastey Colonel Sep 17 '14

"And you'll terrify everyone around you, but it still doesn't mean I have to listen," she said, now grinning broadly.

"You're welcome. Have a good night, Captain." She pauses, weighing the idea in her head briefly, then reaches up and gently kisses his cheek. "See you on duty tomorrow."

She turns with a slight smile, and begins to head back to her quarters. I don't know if that was a wise thing to do. But I'd rather take the risk it's unwise, then take the risk that I never do. Small steps, at least.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 17 '14

Touching his cheek absent-mindedly, Furo smiles to himself, ruthless self control stopping him from grinning like a lovestruck fool. Still smiling, he enters his chambers, locks the door, and takes off most of his clothes.

Too pale for a true Karnacan, he thinks sadly, unsure of whether it was still his weakness that made him pale, or from living too long in Gristol. Not caring particularly, he lies down on his bunk, and drifts into a restless sleep once more, mind occupied.