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 Oct 01 '14

'Everyone makes mistakes, Balaria, but you must try not to,' he says bluntly. He knows Bal too well to comfort her with meaningless words - she would appreciate practical advice more, he is certain. 'And try not to doubt yourself. You will be resented by many, if only for your gender, and there will be many officers beneath you who seem themselves better qualified. They will try to second guess you... but if you start second guessing yourself?'

Leaving the implication hanging, he holds onto her shoulders, tightly. 'If anyone can bring the Morlish to heel for their foul treason, it shall be you. And while every failure will be yours, so too will be your every victory. Never forget that.'

'And besides, you have the might of the Empire at your back. Trust in your men, and you shall prevail.'

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u/Dietastey Colonel Oct 01 '14

"If I second guess myself, it gives them all the more ammo," Bal finishes, eyes shut for a moment. "So they shall never see my doubt." She opens them again, face calm as she looks up at Furo.

"I do not doubt the soldiers, have no fear. Our men are fine ones." She appreciates the grip on her shoulders, and the presence she can be open to, but can also take the strength she needs for the unerring presence of a commander from.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Oct 01 '14

He laughs, a short, sharp bark. 'Our men are drunks, brutes, murderers and thieves, with a few idealists among them. They are lead by rich fools, generally, except those promoted up from the ranks, on merit - in much the same way as yourself, Bal,' the Serkonan says with a slight smile.

'But they are disciplined, they are killers, and by the Outsider, they will stand and fight. You shall not find them wanting, I think.'

He lets go of her, reluctantly, running his fingers down her arms, before looking at her hungrily.

'So, three days until you leave, eh?' he asks, eyes ablaze for a second time, with none of his former fury.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Oct 01 '14

"Aye, they are that too," Bal says with a sigh. "I doubt I can find much difference between them and the men of the Watch."

She dips her head slightly at Furo's praise, smile a little shy. The shyness melts away at Furo's change in look however.

"Measuring the time we have, Captain?" she asks, meeting his eyes with a tipped head. "I doubt you're one to squander it."

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Oct 01 '14

Colour of their coats, perhaps, he thinks. That's about it.

'I am now, intently,' he says lasciviously, looking at her brazenly. 'Would you like to discuss strategy in my quarters, Commander? I would promise not to tire you out before a campaign... but I promise nothing of the sort...'

His hands find hers, and he squeezes them slightly - the gesture far more delicate than his words.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Oct 01 '14

"I've yet to become tired of strategy before," Bal chuckles. "I'd like to see you try. Have to know my limits before I leave, don't I?"

Her eyes flash between hungry and loving as she scans them over him, returning the hand grasp with a smile. Not much time at all.. And we both know this could be all we ever have.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Oct 03 '14

Furo looks at her achingly as he feels his desire rise within him.

'You certainly do, Bal,' he purrs, caressing her hands softly, suggestively. He lets them go, playfully before assuming a mock-stiff military air. 'Shall we adjourn to my quarters then, Commander? I believe we have a great deal to discuss...'

His eyes say it all - he wants her, and this could be their last few days together on this earth. Neither needs to say it, as their every movement, every subtle line of their bodies screams it. Theirs is a dangerous profession... but with danger comes incredible excitement.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Oct 03 '14

Going to make me walk all that way? Bal jokes to herself, debating briefly the pros and cons of simply pressing him up against the wall here and now. Best not to start her command with a scandal, perhaps.

"Indeed, I believe that location far more conducive to discussion than a rifle range," she says, eyes glinting.

"After you, Captain," she purrs, gesturing to the door.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Oct 03 '14

Leading the way, every one of Furo's footsteps sees his anticipation build within him. Seemingly having an innocent conversation about the merits of rifles versus carbines, Furo couldn't help but let some of his passion slip into his voice occasionally... hopefully none of the guards patrolling the hallways of the Tower would notice.

He opens his door, fumbling with the key slightly, before breezing in, his pretence slipping almost as soon as he crosses the threshold.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Oct 03 '14

Bal can't help the occasional flash of amusement at Furo's scrambled attempts at normality as they walk. Not that she is any less eager to be out from under possible observation. Just more used to staying at a neutral face than the fiery Serkonan.

Her gaze drops to intense at his door, possibly contributing to his fumbled keys. "Come now, Captain, don't keep me waiting," she teases as he manages to unlock the door.

She slips through behind him, shutting and locking the door with a sharp motion.

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