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~Asa~
Kit didn't tell me that they had an accident with Ron! That guy is literally insane. Thank Lunee he's dead. And thank Lunee they're okay!
"Oh, good. Wish I'd been the assassin though" Kit says.
The table laughs at that. Kit looks very comfortable. I'm happy for them. Suddenly there's a tugging on my arm.
"Asaaaaaa" Rami whines
"Rami? What are you doing?" I say as I turn to him.
"you lied!"
"Technically I didn't lie," I say. that remedy that I gave him tasted asolutly disgusting. It's his fault though. He is so accident prone. I see him almost every week.
He pouts.
"Okay, Rami, I'm sorry for making you take the remedy that healed you." I say rolling my eyes.
"Asa!"
I whip my head around. Major General Hiraeth is looking at me with a smile, "yes sir?" I say my voice cracking. I had never been recognized by an officer like this. What in the Claaws is happening
"I just wanted to thank you for taking care of my husbands friends here," he says softly.
"of course sir. it was my pleasure."
"would you mind showing them around after dinner with Angel?"
Dang it. "not at all, sir." I can't do anything about this. Unfortunately I will have to spend more time with these people.
"Thank you, Asa" He turns to another conversation and I just sit there star struck.
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Kosomi~~Dinner finally begins to end, and the cafeteria slowly clears. I can actually hear myself think now, which is a great relief. Kit is much more of a people-person than I am, so I let them carry the brunt of most of the conversations. Hiraeth has to tend to some important Resistance stuff or something, and when he leaves, most of the other medics decide to leave as well. Angel seems to want to go with them, but I suppose he sees the nervous expression on my face because he decides to stick with Kit and I.“Major General de León asked me to show you around the Resistance base.”I look up to see Asa standing there. It’s hard to read their expressions–they seem to be somewhat cold and closed-off, certainly very professional–but I think I detect a trace of… unhappiness? Reluctance?“We’d be delighted to have you show us around!” Kit swoops into the conversation effortlessly, letting their kind intentions guide their words. I suppose I could learn a thing or two about talking from Kit. It’s surprising how suddenly charismatic Kit is. They had seemed so shy, so lost before–perhaps they’ve finally started to grow used to their loss of memory.Or maybe I just never noticed their compassion and smooth-talking before, because I was so concerned with them betraying me.“Right, then. I’m sure Angel will know the layout decently well, too.” With that, Asa stands and begins to guide us throughout the base. Along the way, they give short, brief descriptions of each room or place we pass. I can’t help but notice the stares Kit and I attract–I tug my cloak tighter around my body, thinking of the vine bag on my back and its contents. I’d mostly forgotten about it–but here, around so many people, I must remain extra vigilant to ensure the instrument remains safe.Angel sometimes adds a few comments, usually nothing very insightful. He seems distracted. Kit is actually paying attention to what Asa is saying, but I find myself unable to listen. I haven’t checked on the instrument in a while–not since Lilith’s mansion… maybe it was before then, actually.“And here we are, back at the spare bunks,” Asa finishes. I feel guilty for not paying attention to their tour.“Thank you, Asa,” Kit says. I murmur agreement quickly, before pushing past both them and Asa.“Kosomi? Is everything alright?” Angel asks.“Ah–yes! I’m just…very tired,” I lie. I think both he and Kit–and probably Asa–know it’s a lie, but nobody says anything.None of them know about the instrument, and I can’t let them know, either. I slip to the far corner of the bunk room and crouch down behind a small pile of old blankets, carefully opening the bag. My nerves quickly fade–Ecio is safe and sound.The hard part will be keeping him that way.~~~~~ -
~Asa
I watch Kosomi as she disapeares. She doesn't really seem tired but I don't want to press it.
"Well, have a good night" I say and turn and walk away. What a strange group on individuals.
First we have Colonel Hildebrande, very high up in the Resistance very confident. He has a sense of power around him that he carries. He's married to Major General de León though so that may have something to do with it. They are quite the power couple.
Then there's Kit, the young one who lost part of her memory. They seem very charismatic and talkative in social situations. That seems like a nice trait to have. They always light up the room whenever they walk in.
Next there's Kosomi, she seems very jumpy and protective over something but I have no idea what it is. Nor do I really care. She was acting strange at dinner. Like completley different from when I saw her earlier. I hope that she's alright.
And lastly there's me. The random medic who has no relation any of the previous three. I mean the Colonel and I serve in the Resistance but that's it.
I made it back to the infirmary and see Sacha there cleaning something up.
"Oh! Little deer, tomorrow I need you to go into Mer to deliver something for me." She says lowering her voice.
"Deliver something? What does that mean?" I ask confused.
"Asa, I need you to trust me" She says coming closer and gently holds my shoulders, "It is incredibly important okay?"
"Sacha, what is going on?"
"Do you trust me?" She says
"Yes"
"Good. I will give you the package tomorrow. Deliver it to this address. Now go back to your room." She hands me a piece of paper and pushes me out of the infirmary.
What the heck.
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So what if we did a thing where Sacha is kind of a traitor and using Asa and then Asa runs into the others and they somehow end up joining them and they go together and discover wha is happening? I don't really know I was just coming up with ideas.
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That sounds like a great idea!
Kit~~
Morning comes, and with it, the need to return to our journey. Kosomi seems stressed and more than ready to leave the Resistance base, but Angel desperately wants to spend more time here with his husband. Thankfully, I made the final decision–we will spend just a few more days here to resupply and gather information, then we will leave.
Which is how I’ve ended up at the Mer marketplace all by myself, a paper list of necessary supplies in my hand.
There are enough shops and market stalls to fill the entirety of Kyngdom, let alone Mer. Finding what we need is going to be difficult, especially considering I don’t know anything about the layout of Mer. At least there are plenty of signs everywhere…
Just ahead of me is a shop called “Faramund’s Adventuring Shop”–sounds promising enough. I quietly push the door open, looking around the small wooden building. There’s an elderly man behind the counter, sharpening a silver dagger. He lifts his head to see me as I close the door, his green eyes surprisingly youthful compared to the rest of him.
“What can I get you?” He asks, setting the knife on the counter and standing up. His skin is fair, though tanned, and his hair is a sharp, snowy white. The man is incredibly tall–enough for me to doubt that he is human. Sanukan, maybe? They’re a pretty diverse group–generally, the only way you tell someone is Sanukan is by their accent and height. It’d be odd for a Sanukan to be all the way down here in Mer. Not that I’m an expert, of course–everything I know about them comes from a book I read while in the hospital. I suddenly realize it’s been a very long time since the clerk has spoken.
“Er–I have a list.” I set the paper down on the counter, sliding it towards him. The man–I can see his nametag now, it says ‘Faramund’–slides a pair of glasses on his nose and picks up the paper.
After a moment, he sets the list down. “Well, I have canteens, blankets, and traveller’s bags. My good friend, Nerezza Silversmith, runs a weapons shop called ‘The Burning Anvil.’ You can get the daggers and such there. And I believe you can buy food from the Oceanside Inn.”
“Thank you.” Faramund leaves his spot from behind the counter. He comes back a minute later with three bags, several blankets, and three water canteens in his hands, which he ungracefully drops onto the countertop.
“That’ll all cost ten platinum,” He says cheerfully.
“Ten platinum! Ah–okay.” I dig around in my pocket for the money Kosomi gave me. There’s just barely enough to cover the cost–I’m not sure how I’m going to afford the weapons, too.
Faramund takes the coins from me, then looks down at all the stuff. “You have a way to carry all that, right?”
“Oh, yes. Of course,” I lie.
“Alright, then.” He eyes me suspiciously as I grab it all. It’s not heavy–just incredibly bulky. I don’t want to have to pay extra for a box to carry it, so I set it back down, then shove it all into one of the bags. I think the bag is going to explode, but it should work until I get back to the base.
When I return to the marketplace, the number of people has seemingly tripled–no, quadrupled–no, even that’s not right. There’s definitely something going on. I try to push through the crowd, but a stray elbow catches me and I fall onto the ground.
A familiar face sees me fall, and outstretches a helping hand–Asa. I take it gratefully, thanking them as I stand back up.
“What are you doing out here?” I ask them.
“Delivering a package. Do you know what’s going on?”
“No… I can’t see anything.” I can hear something up ahead, though. It’s almost entirely drowned out by the sound of the crowd, but there’s definitely someone–maybe someones— shouting.
Asa and I manage to clear a path towards whatever everyone has gathered around. As we get closer, the shouting becomes clearer, and then we see its source.
“YOU LUNEE-CURSED, CONNIVING RAT!” This person is a female elf, with deathly pale skin and long, wavy dark hair. She’s wearing heavy metal armor and looks like she could murder someone with a single punch. I notice, with a sinking heart, the shop she’s in front of is called ‘The Burning Anvil’.
“Nerezza, wait! I can explain!” The person Nerezza is yelling at is also an elf, with the same shade of dark hair–though his is much shorter–and the same shade of pale skin. He wears slightly dirty robes in white and light blue, and I notice a very familiar blue bracelet on his left wrist. So he’s definitely with the Nocturnal–I wonder if Nerezza and him are related, though.
“YOU LIAR! GET OUT OF HERE!” Nerezza yells. She’s holding a sword, and suddenly swings it. The male elf just barely dodges it.
“Whoa, whoa! Calm down!” Someone from the crowd with a Resistance uniform steps forwards and holds Nerezza back. The other elf wastes no time, and scrambles quickly away.
I waste no time, either–I weave through the crowd, following this mysterious Nocturnal member. Nerezza’s weapons will have to wait.
So will Asa, I suppose.
The Nocturnal elf is just ahead of me. He ducks into an empty alleyway and I follow him. He looks up with fear in his eyes when he spots me.
“Did she send you?” he asks, taking a step backwards.
“Nerezza? No.”
“Then why did you come?” He still looks wary, but he doesn’t move back any further.
“I saw your bracelet. You’re with the Nocturnal, right?” I point at his wrist. He glances at it and curses softly.
“Knew I should’ve been more discreet. How did you recognize it? And what do you want?” I decide to ignore his first question.
“I don’t want to hurt you. I just want to know who you are. And what you’re doing.”
“How do I know I can trust you?” He keeps his hand resting on a dagger hanging from his belt. I wonder if I should do the same with my own dagger, but I don’t.
“I mean, you don’t. But if it makes you feel better, I’m friends with a member of the Nocturnal,” I explain.
“And who would that be?” I freeze for a second. I don’t know if I can trust this man…
“Miss Lilith,” I lie.
“Miss Lilith? Then you’re probably here for the same reason I am,” The man says.
“And what reason is that?”
“To find out who killed her, and bring them to justice.” Fear shoots through me like a bullet. I have to keep this man off Kosomi’s trail.
“You are correct. I do want to find her killer,” I reply. “Perhaps we can work together?”
“Perhaps… What’s your name? Mine is Arche Silversmith,” The elf says.
“My name is… Tempest Fox,” I reply. “Silversmith? So you’re related to Nerezza, then?”
Arche nods. “Ah, yes, she’s my younger sister… I had hoped she would provide me with lodging, but it seems she hates me for not staying in Mer all my life.”
“Oh. That’s rude of her.”
“Yes, it is… Say, do you know of any place I could stay?”
“Uh–there are some… inns…”
“Do you know of any good ones?” Arche asks.
“Well, there’s always…” What was that inn Faramund had mentioned? “The… Oceanside Inn!”
“Oh. I’ll look for them… Meet me at Lilith’s mansion at midnight, if you want to help catch her killer.”
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~Asa~
"Kit!" I call after I see them run off. I don't know why they were interested in that Sanukan guy. It's no use though, they disapear into the crowd. I hurry off after them. who knows what kind of trouble they could get into out here. I have no idea what the argument was about but unless it got dangerous I didn't really care. It's not like i could do anything about it though.
I shove my way through the crowd and see Kit watching the man walk away.
"Kit!" I shout and run towards them.
"Asa!" they exclaim.
"Are you alright? what was that about?" I ask concerned.
"Um, it was nothing, I was just making sure he was okay." They said.
I raise my eyebrow.
"Seriously Asa, It's nothing." They say.
"Fine" I say dropping it, "what are you doing in town?"
"Just restocking on supplies, what about you?" they ask.
"I told you, delivering a package"
"Ah, yes, right"
"Would you like to join me? You look like you could use some help with your, uh, stuff," I say offering to take some of it. The package that Sacha forcibly threw at me before she pushed me out of the base was a bag that was relatively small so I could take some of the stuff.
"oh, um, sure" they hand me some of their stuff so they can carry it easier.
"Can I deliver this package first? I will be able to carry more stuff then." I ask
Kit nods and I dig through my pockets and pull out the paper with the address.
It's on Dulsire Lane. You'll know it when you see it.
Thanks Sacha.
I've never been here before. I thought it was an address. Didn't she say it was an address? I've never been here before so how would I know what it is?
I sigh, "So unfortunately I don't have an actual address."
"What do you mean?" Kit asks.
"I don't know it says 'you'll know it when you see it', what do you think that means?"
"Have you ever been here before?"
"nope"
"hm, this will be fun"
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Kit~~The directions were right–we did know it when we saw it. After all, it was the only building on Dulsire Lane.Dulsire Lane was a long and winding road which led Asa and I out of the city, towards the very edges of Mer’s walls. Trees started to appear along the road, and the lack of buildings soon became eerie.The lone building looked abandoned, save for the glow of a lantern hanging by the door. I think it was a house at one point–but now the windows were all bricked over and vines were growing up the walls.“I guess this is it?” Asa looks nervous, but they approach the door anyway and slowly knock on it. There’s a brief, tense silence, then a voice hisses from the other side.“Who sent you?” I can’t tell much about the owner of the voice–as I can’t see them–but I doubt they’re human. The door opens a crack and a vivid, yellow eye is shown. Asa takes a small step backwards.“Um, Sacha sent me. This is for you, I think?” They hold out the small bag.The resident of the house reaches out a pale, clawed hand and snatches the bag from Asa. “Yes, thank you. Tell Sacha to be quicker next time.”“Uh, I wi–” The door is slammed in Asa’s face. I wince.“That was… interesting,” I comment.“Interesting, and weird.” They look up at the sky. “It’s getting dark. We should head back to the base now.”“Yeah, sounds good,” I reply. I pick up the pace as we walk back–I need to be at Lilith’s mansion by midnight, but Kosomi and Angel are going to need the things I bought. Thankfully, Kosomi is waiting at the gates for me.“I see you didn’t buy any weapons or food,” She mutters, inspecting the goods. “When do you plan on getting those? We need to leave.”“Um–I’ll get some tonight! I, uh, just needed to get some more money…” I reply. I don’t know if I should tell her and Angel about Arche. I mean, they probably deserve to know, but at the same time… They’ve got enough to worry about. It’s better if I deal with this on my own.“Right.” Kosomi sighs and drops a few platinums into my hand. “Try to find a better deal this time, okay?”“I will. I’ll be back by morning!” I hurry off before she can ask any more questions.—Arche is waiting just outside the mansion’s doors, looking impatient. “Took you long enough.”“Sorry. I lost track of time.” I look up at the mansion. “Should we head inside?”“I don’t see why not. Now, we’ll have to be careful and quiet–I’m aware that there are several orphans and a Resistance medic residing within, and we wouldn’t want to wake them. Understood, Tempest?”“Understood.” Right, Tempest–that’s the name I gave myself. Arche gingerly pushes the door open–for some reason, it’s been left unlocked–and steps inside. There’s nobody in the entrance hall. The bloodstains that I remember we left are gone–I guess Angel must have cleaned them.I see the spot where Lilith died and shudder. Thankfully, Arche doesn’t notice.“Now, if I remember correctly… Lilith’s body was found outside, hidden under a tarp. But she wasn’t believed to have been…”Arche’s voice fades away as I notice the eyes staring at me. It’s the Homo Aquarius girl who I met before. While Arche’s worrying about the time of death, I hurry over to the corner she’s hiding behind.“Kit?” She whispers. “Why are you here?”“This man is trying to figure out who killed Lilith. You absolutely mustn’t tell him that it was Kosomi. And you must pretend that you have never, ever met me before. Okay?”“Okay,” She replies. “I’ll tell him that Lilith… went missing! And then they just found her body.”“Okay, good, good. Make sure all the other kids, and even that medic, tell him the exact same thing. We cannot allow Kosomi or Angel to be caught.” The little girl nods, then runs off.“Everything okay, Tempest?” Arche calls.“Yes, everything’s fine!” I respond. “I was just inspecting the hall.”“Hmm.”~~~~
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So sorry, I was on a trip but I am back now!
||Asa||
Kit and I make it back eventually. It was starting to get dark and I wanted to get back quickly.
When we arrived Kosomi was waiting at the gate “I see you didn’t buy any weapons or food,” She mutters, inspecting the goods. “When do you plan on getting those? We need to leave.”
I guess they're leaving soon. good.
I hurry off to find Sacha before I hear Kit's response. I have no idea what happened but that was not what I expected. It seemed rushed and informal, not what the Resistance usually deals with.
I finally find her and she's talking to some of the other medics, "Sacha!" I call waving my hand.
She sees me and gives me a "one second" motion like you would give a child. She finishes whatever conversation she had with the medic, who I now recognize as Charles, and briskly walks over to me.
"ah, Asa my little deer! How did it go?" She says the last part hushed.
"Sacha, what was that? I-"
"come with me," She harshly grabs my arm and drags me away to her private office. Her pace is very quick and I stuble often to try and keep up.
We pass Kosomi and I give her a quick wave before I stumble and fall over.
Sacha sighs, "come on! we have to talk privatley."
"sorry," I apologize and hurry after her.
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Kit~~
“I’m beginning to think searching here is a waste of time,” Arche mutters. “There’s nothing here.”
“Maybe we should just call it a day, and try again tomorrow?” I suggest. “I’ll ask around about the murder during the day.”
“Fine.” Arche seems reluctant to abandon his search so soon, but there’s nothing more for him to do. “Tomorrow night, meet me at the Oceanside Inn at midnight.”
“Will do!” I reply. With that, we both silently slip out of the mansion, and go our separate ways.
On my way back to the base, I buy a couple more of the things on the shopping list. I haven’t been gone too long, so hopefully no one will be suspicious. The guards on duty hardly even look at me as I pass by them.
The halls are empty and eerie late at night. I try to get back to my room as fast as possible, but the sound of voices behind a closed door makes me slow down. I know I shouldn’t be eavesdropping, but I’m so curious…
“What’d you think’s in that Aquarian’s bag, Saighduir?” a voice grumbles. The voice is deep, and hoarse–not one I recognize.
“I don’t know, but she’s quite protective of it. Must be something valuable,” a second person says. This voice is higher-pitched, more feminine.
“I saw she’s got a Nocturnal anklet,” a third voice whispers. This voice is somewhere between masculine and feminine–but it definitely belongs to someone younger than the other two. “Do you think it’s…” The next part is said so quietly I only just manage to hear it. “The Power?”
“You mean Ecio? Naw, that’s ridiculous,” the gruff voice snaps.
“I wouldn’t say that,” the feminine voice says. “Ecio was never resummoned, and was placed into the care of a Nocturnal member. That’s what the generals told us.”
“Yeah, but who told ‘em that? Jaaws, that’s who, and Jaaws is a nasty liar.”
“But shouldn’t we check? Just in case?” the young voice says.
“If we get a good chance? Yes. But if not, don’t try. We’re more valuable to the king if we aren’t caught,” the feminine voice says.
I back away from the door. I have to warn Kosomi. I don’t know who these people are working for, but they sure aren’t normal Resistance members, and they know about the Nocturnal. I should probably tell Angel, too–but first, Kosomi needs to tell me exactly what’s in her pack.
I run down the hallways now, opening the door to our bunk room and shaking Kosomi awake. She groans, sounding annoyed.
“What is it, Kit?” she mumbles, slowly sitting up.
“There are–spies, I think–and they know you’re a Nocturnal member. And they want your bag!”
“Wh-what…?” She’s still half-asleep. I sigh, and tell her the story in full detail. Now she’s totally awake.
“Kit, go get Angel! We can’t stay any longer!” She hisses at me. Already, she’s packing up all our stuff.
“Hold on! Before we do anything, you need to show me what’s in your bag.”
She hesitates. “No.”
“Kosomi. I need to know if I can trust you or not.”
There’s more hesitation from her. “…Well, fine. Only because you’re not working for anyone.”
She lifts up the vine bag and opens it up for me. Inside is… a stone xylophone.
“An instrument? That’s–” But then, I remember. That’s not just an instrument.
That’s a Power.
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TW abusive relationship conversation (not like S/O just like a friendship or mentorship that is extremely toxic.)
||Asa||
"Listen, Asa, you can't tell anyone about what you did. That was illegal! You commited treason against the Resistance! You're a criminal now." Sacha yelled at me in her office.
I couldn't speak. I felt my throat go dry. It was hard to swallow. I'm a criminal now. oh no, Kit. She was there. She isn't necesarily with the Resistence but still. I need to find them.
"Asa, promise me you can't tell anyone, for me." Sacha says. She had sat me down and had bent down to my height. I'm glad that she noticed that I was panicing.
i nod unable to form words.
"Listen, I'm going to leave soon"
wait leave?
"I can take you with me, but you need to join me. The Resistence is not what it seems."
what?
"Think about it okay. I would feel so bad leaving you here. they'll eventually put two and two together and realize you did it."
"I'll go!" I practically shout.
Sacha smiles, "good."
She turns and walks out the door.
I don't know how long I sit there for but when I leave it's dark. There are so many thoughts racing through my brain. I hurry back to my room and I change out of my uniform into a white shirt and cargo pants. That's when it hits me:
Kit
I immeatietly race over to their room and start franticly knocking on the door. I hear muffled voices inside so someones there. I need to tell them.