[ Because it's Monday and in general people have been normal to him on Monday and the effect is pretty subtle this time around so Daan 'doesn't give a fuck / already blunt-ass' Daanson doesn't notice it as much when it comes right on the heels of memshare. ]
[ every day this cr continues to embody the shitpost ]
Oh. [ continues to be red... he rubs his face. ] ... Miss Marina is wonderful, and I really enjoy her company. I think she's brave, and smart, and really, really pretty. But, I've... um, never really thought about anything like that before... this morning?
So I don't... know. [ princess, baby, etc. he needs time. ] I think it was just... whatever's....happening this week... but it was my first kiss. So...
[ He looks a little distant at that, eye affixed to some blank spot in the shelves. ]
Oh... I don't know. I was always charmed by Elise the moment I first saw her when we were both still kids. I loved her, and I still do, of course... but it's hard to draw a clear line between a precocious crush and when it crosses that into something more. She was always too bright for me. I must've envied it to some degree, if she hadn't willingly pulled me along to her side.
I always felt like whatever she'd want to ask of me, I'd do it in a heartbeat.
[ ah... something about that makes him smile a little further - he tucks his cheek into his arm, smiling, though it's gentle. maybe a little sad in his right, too. it's funny, how much of an impact someone can have on you, when you're that age... and knowing a little bit of daan's story already, it feels so bittersweet. ]
I think I get that. [ wanting to just do anything that person asked. ] Maybe she liked that balance, too.
Haha. No, not quite - well, maybe a little, but...
I don't know if I've told many people about it, since I'm not really associated with them anymore, but... protection sort of runs in our blood.
[ sometimes you give up your house name. but! storytime!! ]
The story goes that centuries ago, my ancestor served alongside the Great King Beowulf of Hornburg as a brother in arms. Along with a few others, they sealed the Gate of Finis - the gate to Hell - using powerful relics known as the dragonstones. Once the Gate was sealed and the battle was won, the King entrusted my ancestor with protecting and guarding these treasures of the continent so they may not fall into evil hands. Over time, we ended up guarding more and more of similar objects, though the dragonstones were the most precious of all. The heirlooms and treasures of the continent were kept safe in the Ravus vault, no matter what enemies or fiends would come to try to take them.
To be a Ravus means to be a protector. And though I am no longer of my house, the lessons of it have never left me.
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flameguard) wrote2024-06-10 03:26 pm
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god. ]
....Everyone has been... so... odd today. Have you noticed....?
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[ Because it's Monday and in general people have been normal to him on Monday and the effect is pretty subtle this time around so Daan 'doesn't give a fuck / already blunt-ass' Daanson doesn't notice it as much when it comes right on the heels of memshare. ]
Why, what happened to you?
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[ shakes ] And Geto tried to get me to stab a tree...? And Miss Marina...
[ .................
puts face on the desk ]
It's just been a very strange day.....
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Oh? What'd she do then?
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his face starts to turn very red though. ]
...Nothing, nothing bad... [ aaa ] It was just a very... it's been a very long day....
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She is a bit of a unique sort, but from all measures I can tell, a rather lovely girl...
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[ immediately and way too loudly ]
I mean - yes. Very much so. [ he clears his throat. very smooth. ] It was fine! Nothing bad.
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Do you like her?
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[ duh???? ]
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Oh. [ continues to be red... he rubs his face. ] ... Miss Marina is wonderful, and I really enjoy her company. I think she's brave, and smart, and really, really pretty. But, I've... um, never really thought about anything like that before... this morning?
So I don't... know. [ princess, baby, etc. he needs time. ] I think it was just... whatever's....happening this week... but it was my first kiss. So...
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I think you could make a lovely pair if you wished to pursue it, Rondo. Just make sure you can keep up.
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Right... [ mortifying! ] Thank you... Daan....
[ ... ]
Can I ask you something about that kind of stuff...?
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... you've been in love before, right? How did you know? [ a beat. ] If - if you want to tell me, you don't have to.
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[ He looks a little distant at that, eye affixed to some blank spot in the shelves. ]
Oh... I don't know. I was always charmed by Elise the moment I first saw her when we were both still kids. I loved her, and I still do, of course... but it's hard to draw a clear line between a precocious crush and when it crosses that into something more. She was always too bright for me. I must've envied it to some degree, if she hadn't willingly pulled me along to her side.
I always felt like whatever she'd want to ask of me, I'd do it in a heartbeat.
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[ ah... something about that makes him smile a little further - he tucks his cheek into his arm, smiling, though it's gentle. maybe a little sad in his right, too. it's funny, how much of an impact someone can have on you, when you're that age... and knowing a little bit of daan's story already, it feels so bittersweet. ]
I think I get that. [ wanting to just do anything that person asked. ] Maybe she liked that balance, too.
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[ So not childhood friends. He's quiet on the thing about balance, mashing down complicated feelings. It is what it is. ]
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[ a butler's assistant... our daan...
rondo will take the chance to make a little joke - to lighten the mood a little. ]
I hope Heathcote doesn't have an assistant that's gone and swept my sister off of her feet.
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[ Not like this. ]
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[ lighthearted!!!! but also, sad. ]
So... I guess as long as she's happy, that'd be okay.
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[ Backs off the light counter-bully. ]
Always thinking of others, Rondo...
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[ there's a warm smile - he doesn't seem too sad about it. ] That's my job as a big brother, though, you know? To look out for her.
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[ He's just got a natural big brother instinct in him... ]
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I don't know if I've told many people about it, since I'm not really associated with them anymore, but... protection sort of runs in our blood.
[ sometimes you give up your house name. but! storytime!! ]
The story goes that centuries ago, my ancestor served alongside the Great King Beowulf of Hornburg as a brother in arms. Along with a few others, they sealed the Gate of Finis - the gate to Hell - using powerful relics known as the dragonstones. Once the Gate was sealed and the battle was won, the King entrusted my ancestor with protecting and guarding these treasures of the continent so they may not fall into evil hands. Over time, we ended up guarding more and more of similar objects, though the dragonstones were the most precious of all. The heirlooms and treasures of the continent were kept safe in the Ravus vault, no matter what enemies or fiends would come to try to take them.
To be a Ravus means to be a protector. And though I am no longer of my house, the lessons of it have never left me.
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