Inbox: El Nysa

[baguablade]

un: pholia

This is Cain. I'll get back to you when I can.

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misfire; un: FREDERICK

[pebblestone]

I must apologize again for barging in on you the other day while you were indecent. I assure you it was entirely accidental and had I known, I never would have opened the door.

[ Hm. ]

[baguablade]

[ Hm INDEED ]

That's pretty impressive, since I had no idea you were there!
Were you peeking on me?

[ sorry he's like this ]

[pebblestone]

[ why is cain like this ]

I most certainly was not! I assure you that I value our friendship far too much to undermine it with such crude behavior.

[ awww they're friends!! ]

[baguablade]

But you were sneaking around my house...?

[ Don't worry, this IS how he treats his friends... ]

[pebblestone]

[ nvm, he doesn't want to be friends with cain anymore. not that he knows he's texting cain. ]

Now, surely the house belongs to both of us. After all, we both have rooms there.

[baguablade]

[ wow, rude, friendship ended with frederick ]

I have a very important question for you:
Who did you mean to send this message to?

[pebblestone]

[ ..................................... ]

Is this not the Lady Clair?

[baguablade]

You walked in on Lady Clair???

[pebblestone]

[ may the gods just strike him down where he stands right now ]














It was an accident. I was unaware she had joined our household.

2/2

[pebblestone]

Who is this

[baguablade]

The man who you must face tomorrow in defense of her honor.

[ That seems appropriately like something Percy would say in response, right? ]

[pebblestone]

[ Yikesarooni ]

I wasn't aware she had a paramour already.

[ HE'S SO SORRY, MYSTERIOUS STRANGER WHO IS NOT ACTUALLY PERCY. HE DIDN'T MEAN TO HOMEWRECK. ]

If that is what it takes, then I will certainly face you tomorrow. It is only right I do so, and I would not wish to insult the fine lady any further.

[baguablade]

I am no paramour, merely a knight errant who stands for the defense of all ladies of the realm!
At noon, we duel! Only a coward would flee the field of battle!

[ Cain's always wanted to do something like this! How exciting! ]

[pebblestone]

[ WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS, CAIN ]

Very well. Name a location and I will meet you there tomorrow at noon.

[baguablade]

[ He was spoiled as a child tbh ]

I'll meet you outside the Wyvernest. Be prepared!

[ Because Cain has a shift there at noon and he's not going to skip out on work! ]

[pebblestone]

[ RIP one or both of them. But before he goes-- ]

May I at least have the name of my opponent?

[baguablade]

[ Let's see... how did stories like this go? ]

You may only earn my name upon the field of battle!
But you will know me by the standard I bear!
The three dragons rampant upon a field azure shall mark me.

[ Aka he'll be wearing his dragon cafe uniform. Don't worry buddy, he knows what you look like. ]

[pebblestone]

[ damn, he's good. clair really does have a great knight defending her honor ]

Very well, tomorrow at noon in front of the Wyvernest. And your weapon of choice?

1/2

[baguablade]

I'll provide weapons for us both! Just be there, you knave!

-> action

[baguablade]

[ And the next day, at high noon at the Wyvernest...

There is no one outside the cafe.

Because Cain is inside. In his uniform. Serving customers, because he has work.

But there IS a note taped to the window beside the door, very helpfully! ]

To the challenger, Sir Frederick-
Come inside and sit at Table 3.

[pebblestone]

[ Nani the fuck, what sort of strange customs does this knight abide by? Also—how did this stranger know his name???? (His username, probably.)

Regardless, Fred spends some fifteen seconds peering at the note critically, searching for any clues as to the identity of his challenger - he finds none - before following the instructions listed on the note. The door jingles happily as he enters and makes his way to table 3. With some difficulty and numerous apologies to the already seated patrons, it should be added, because he'd opted to dress in full armor, making everything a bit of a tight squeeze.

He sits. Waits. ]

[baguablade]

[ It takes a few minutes since the cafe is busy, but pretty soon, a waiter — that is, Cain — comes bustling over to Frederick's table. He doesn't seem to find the man in hulking full armor strange at all. ]

Aha, so you weren't too afraid to answer my challenge!

[ And he sets a delicious coffee drink down in front of Frederick. ]

britt stop tracking this thread i s2g

[pebblestone]

[ The latte corgi is the first thing he sees, its little doggie butt jiggling in the air as the cup rattles against the table. He stares, mesmerized by its cheerful smile and delicate paws. How cute...

But then he hears that voice, and his head whips up in surprise. ]

—You!

[ That man from the walls! Fred never would have guessed. And honestly now he doesn't know how to feel, dueling a man he knows(ish) over Clair's honor. ]

Why did you not simply reveal yourself when asked?

[ He'll get to this weird drink in a minute. ]

[baguablade]

It seemed more exciting this way?

[ Cain sets a second jigglie dog latte down on the table, stows his tray under his arm, and... takes a seat. ]

Besides, as soon as I figured out who you were, I figured you couldn't really be endangering Lady Clair's honor.

[pebblestone]

[ It certainly was more dramatic, of that Frederick can't really dispute. That doesn't stop the miffed expression from spreading across his face at the outcome. ]

While I appreciate the sentiment, surely it would have been more efficient to lay everything out beforehand?

[ Fred does love efficiency so. But! If Cain isn't all that worried about Clair's honor, then.... ]

Wait. If I pose no real threat, then why am I still here?

[ Surely they can't still be dueling?? ]