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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/22/2018 1:50:10 AM
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"Hyaenis..." David asked, handing the knife to the man, "Do you have any ideas on who this knife belongs to?"
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"I do. Don't be shocked, however.. this is a religious blade. The type once used by old clerics and songstresses in self defense. That would point us to Latrans, but.." [i]Hyaenis sighed.[/i] "That makes no sense. She wouldn't target Julian.. would she?"
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"The possibilities in this situation are endless. Framing, replication of a weapon...." David noticed, "But there's only so many chances we have."
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"Correct. Though.. I don't think that this is the result of framework. Armillion and Latrans are close. Too close. Where one goes, the other follows. If we can bait them out, let them know that we're after them and instigate them.. Armillion would confront us, we cannot beat his word. Latrans, though.. she is fearful, unlike him." [i]Hyaenis sighed, worried.[/i]
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"Of course..." David replied. The Titan wondered, "How are we to approach this? For one, we if we are to confront Latrans, we'll have to get her alone."
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"There's always her church. But we need more than just this knife. If you could distract her.. I can go through her office. Shameful work, I know, but.." [i]Hyaenis shrugged.[/i] "I'm willing to do anything, for the good of the people."
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"Alright," David decided, "I happen to have a lot of siblings and half-siblings. I have 5 siblings, and let's see here...." He began to count on his fingers, "Phoebe, Emilia, Myles, Sage, Xavier, Beau, Kaleb... 7 half-siblings."
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"...lot of siblings, huh? I have.. none. What do your siblings have to do with the current situation, though?" [i]Hyaenis questioned, confused almost by David's counting.[/i]
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"How do you think I'm going to distract Latrans?" David asked.
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"...[i]Oh[/i]. I see, I see. Say, you could use your.. partner, I suppose, as well. Not use, but.. Latrans should have visited Camella by now." [i]Hyaenis mentioned:[/i]
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"Camella is dealing with enough. She needs rest," David decided.
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"Very well." [i]At that, Hyaenis would sigh, though he would pocket his hands and nod towards David then.[/i] "Ready whenever you are."
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"Yes... we must get on that right away... but... this has been sort of a rough start, okay. Rest... I need some rest," David spike.
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"Rest granted. The palace is your home, for.. a time. I trust that lady Camella shall come to visit sometime this afternoon."
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"She is?" David asked, "That's wonderful!"
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"Wonderful indeed, though be wary!" [i]Hyaenis stated, suddenly.[/i] "Your attackers may not be so.. well, simple, another time."
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"That's rather.... haunting..." David replied.
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"Paranoia inspires action. Good or bad actions, but action nonetheless. Go ahead and find a place to stay, for a time."
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He nodded. David wandered through the palace.
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[i]The palace that belonged to the King of Lions was vast, large, and endless, while the royal rooms of the children, advisors, Lionknights, and the king, were locked away. There were a few visitor's rooms, though Julian's and Camella's rooms seemed to be "under investigation" at the time. David wouldn't be able to access them, for some odd reason..[/i]
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He walked to a visitor's room. He opened, the door, seeing what was inside.
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[i]The room was, to be frank, quite simplistic for one to reside within, though comfortable yet. Some books, a window for the view beneath, a dresser and a decent bed, and a weapon rack.[/i]
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He took off his armor, Amethyst having already stored his sword. He flopped onto the bed, wearing only a T-shirt and some boxers. He was exhausted, and stressed.
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[i]Hours later, the castle had fallen silent. The sun shined over Trayve's mountainous landscape, the sky now shaded a deep orange coloring. The silence was interrupted by the door creaking open, as a familiar face would peek in.[/i] "Hey, David- [i]oh dear-![/i]" [i]Camella must've thought that she had intruded upon David, due to the boxers, as her uninjured arm suddenly slammed the door shut. Yet she remained at the door, still.[/i]
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He put on clothes, and his armor within a few minutes. He opened the door, again, "Hello, Camella."
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[i]Camella had changes, only a little, with her being injured in the combative experience that the two had come across. She wore a white gown over her being, a cast slung over her previously poisoned arm.[/i] "Hey.. can I, well, come in?"
