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She's As Cold As Ice....
WHO: The plucky health nut Felicia and YOU!
WHERE: Throughout Recolle
WHEN: October
WHAT: Nightmares + October Catch-All
WARNINGS: Event shenanigans that include medieval war trauma, fire, and everything in between.
Nightmare - You Never Take Advice
[...Somehow, the dark, dungeon-like castle didn't seem so foreign. The walls made of cold stone and the torchlit halls were almost familiar to her-- as were the knives she held in her hands, the way her skirt felt weighted down with the presence of many, many more. Breathing heavily, Felicia looked up at the imposing man in a full suit of armor before her and couldn't help but once more be awed by his height, for she was dwarfed even in the stiletto heels that she wore for this session.
It was best to train in your everyday wear, she understood. That way you were never caught offguard.]
Can we... can we stop for now?
[She panted, recognizing this for what it was-- one of those weird flashes she had been getting during her own training. Something that was easy to write off as a daydream, until the knives got involved.
Little did she realize this was actually a dream.
"You're always so flighty, Felicia. But, times like this make me wonder..."
The old knight's voice was almost gentle as he put away the knives he had been teaching her with... and brought out the great axe he sometimes fought with on horseback.
"Accept my challenge. I won't take no for an answer."]
Wha-- whaaaaat?!
Nightmare - Willing to Sacrifice
[The cold of the mountains didn't bother her. The rocky passages up, through the forest and the ravines, hadn't bothered her in the slightest. It was as if this was her element, a part of her birthright that she couldn't extricate herself from no matter how much time had passed.
And she knew she needed to hurry. Amidst the blaze of an actual battle raging about her, she somehow knew exactly where she needed to go.]
Come on, [She said to whomever was with her-- it could be anyone.] We've gotta get to the other side of the village-- and we've gotta hurry!
[Don't mind the skirt. Don't mind the heels. Don't mind the frilly maid outfit. Felicia herself is obviously paying attention to other things right now.]
Daytime - Someday You'll Pay the Price
[Recolle, have a Felicia.
Have a Felicia shopping for knives
With the slew of dreams she had been having lately, she couldn't help but find her curiosity piqued enough to go into the local martial arts supply shop in search of a set of training knives for herself to start practicing with
She felt like she needed to try.]
Wildcard!
[Contact me at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
starkxravingxmad for plotting if you wish.]
WHERE: Throughout Recolle
WHEN: October
WHAT: Nightmares + October Catch-All
WARNINGS: Event shenanigans that include medieval war trauma, fire, and everything in between.
Nightmare - You Never Take Advice
[...Somehow, the dark, dungeon-like castle didn't seem so foreign. The walls made of cold stone and the torchlit halls were almost familiar to her-- as were the knives she held in her hands, the way her skirt felt weighted down with the presence of many, many more. Breathing heavily, Felicia looked up at the imposing man in a full suit of armor before her and couldn't help but once more be awed by his height, for she was dwarfed even in the stiletto heels that she wore for this session.
It was best to train in your everyday wear, she understood. That way you were never caught offguard.]
Can we... can we stop for now?
[She panted, recognizing this for what it was-- one of those weird flashes she had been getting during her own training. Something that was easy to write off as a daydream, until the knives got involved.
Little did she realize this was actually a dream.
"You're always so flighty, Felicia. But, times like this make me wonder..."
The old knight's voice was almost gentle as he put away the knives he had been teaching her with... and brought out the great axe he sometimes fought with on horseback.
"Accept my challenge. I won't take no for an answer."]
Wha-- whaaaaat?!
Nightmare - Willing to Sacrifice
[The cold of the mountains didn't bother her. The rocky passages up, through the forest and the ravines, hadn't bothered her in the slightest. It was as if this was her element, a part of her birthright that she couldn't extricate herself from no matter how much time had passed.
And she knew she needed to hurry. Amidst the blaze of an actual battle raging about her, she somehow knew exactly where she needed to go.]
Come on, [She said to whomever was with her-- it could be anyone.] We've gotta get to the other side of the village-- and we've gotta hurry!
[Don't mind the skirt. Don't mind the heels. Don't mind the frilly maid outfit. Felicia herself is obviously paying attention to other things right now.]
Daytime - Someday You'll Pay the Price
[Recolle, have a Felicia.
Have a Felicia shopping for knives
With the slew of dreams she had been having lately, she couldn't help but find her curiosity piqued enough to go into the local martial arts supply shop in search of a set of training knives for herself to start practicing with
She felt like she needed to try.]
Wildcard!
[Contact me at
no subject
[That's for sure.]
no subject
[But she was flattered by those words, really. It meant a lot to hear it from someone she trusted.]
no subject
[Especially because Felicia is way more capable than she thinks.]