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realmofstories2019-06-03 06:34 am
nadenagi) wrote in realmofstories2019-06-03 06:34 am
OTA - Hatching a new story
Characters: Nagihiko Fujisaki [the first Fianceé] (12 Huntsmen)
Campaign: Brake
Format: Prose (But you can reply with either!)
Open or ClosedOpen
Summary: A very confused young Guardian arrives. (I hope I am doing this correctly!)
Nagihiko had been back in the Royal Garden, head still replaying that last battle when he found the book. The words... Well he could have presumed a child left it there, hoping the Guardians would find them. But not many children at the school could make something glow like that. It was certainly possible that this was a trap by Easter, but if that was the case, better for Nagihiko to be the one to fall into the trap than any of the others. He was the only one useless to Easter, the only one who couldn't transform. The only one who had no Chara at the moment. He scribbled a quick note for Tadase in case it was a trap, and left it under the King's teacup. Then he took a deep breath, and picked up the book.
Opening it carefully Nagihiko took in everything. He wanted to help. He did. But... he would be as useless there as he was here. Still. If there was someway he actually could help, how could he refuse? He couldn't. Wishing he had written a slightly different note to Tadase, along with letters for his other friends, he agreed and found himself...
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Nagihiko stared down at his clothing. What in what world was... gone were the plaid blue shorts, white shirt, blue necktie, black blazer. Instead he wore a short cape, a little longer than the guardian cape, in much darker blues, a black leather jerkin with a subtle blue design, and black long pants. His purple hair was still loose, he knew because that was the first thing he checked.
This was weird. This... was more than weird. He checked out the small satchel, wondering wide-eyed at the potions before replacing them. Coins. Some sort of book. He shook his head again, sure that this was a mistake. But when he put his hand to his chest... the cape had a familiar set of inner pockets and in each of the pockets was an egg. He didn't draw them out. Knowing they were there was enough until he was in private.
But... maybe in helping here... Maybe his own egg would hatch one day? Maybe... Temari's as well? He missed her.
He shoved that thought to the side, looking around for someone that could help him figure out what he was supposed to be doing now, and where he was needed....
Campaign: Brake
Format: Prose (But you can reply with either!)
Open or ClosedOpen
Summary: A very confused young Guardian arrives. (I hope I am doing this correctly!)
Nagihiko had been back in the Royal Garden, head still replaying that last battle when he found the book. The words... Well he could have presumed a child left it there, hoping the Guardians would find them. But not many children at the school could make something glow like that. It was certainly possible that this was a trap by Easter, but if that was the case, better for Nagihiko to be the one to fall into the trap than any of the others. He was the only one useless to Easter, the only one who couldn't transform. The only one who had no Chara at the moment. He scribbled a quick note for Tadase in case it was a trap, and left it under the King's teacup. Then he took a deep breath, and picked up the book.
Opening it carefully Nagihiko took in everything. He wanted to help. He did. But... he would be as useless there as he was here. Still. If there was someway he actually could help, how could he refuse? He couldn't. Wishing he had written a slightly different note to Tadase, along with letters for his other friends, he agreed and found himself...
---
Nagihiko stared down at his clothing. What in what world was... gone were the plaid blue shorts, white shirt, blue necktie, black blazer. Instead he wore a short cape, a little longer than the guardian cape, in much darker blues, a black leather jerkin with a subtle blue design, and black long pants. His purple hair was still loose, he knew because that was the first thing he checked.
This was weird. This... was more than weird. He checked out the small satchel, wondering wide-eyed at the potions before replacing them. Coins. Some sort of book. He shook his head again, sure that this was a mistake. But when he put his hand to his chest... the cape had a familiar set of inner pockets and in each of the pockets was an egg. He didn't draw them out. Knowing they were there was enough until he was in private.
But... maybe in helping here... Maybe his own egg would hatch one day? Maybe... Temari's as well? He missed her.
He shoved that thought to the side, looking around for someone that could help him figure out what he was supposed to be doing now, and where he was needed....