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Horus vs Creda; From Skype
Topic Started: Jan 1 2014, 06:42 PM (560 Views)
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"Man...this sector's so confusing..."

Somewhere in the heart of Reliquus's 5th sector, a straw-haired young man leaned back against a pole. He sighed. Well, that had been a nice waste of an hour. And he was still no closer to figuring out just where this rendezvous point was supposed to be. Well, better bite down his pride as city guardsman and ask someone

Maybe someone such as that chick on the nearby bench. With a lazy stretch, we wandered over and sat on the bench with a grin. "Hey there. You know how to get to a restaurant called Marleducci's?"

Creda had her eyes closed as she gently whispered to herself. The words were Latin, or a close approximation thereof, and she continued to spill them off her tongue as if they we-

[[...curse it.]]

She opened her eyes and faced towards the boy, eyes completely white with no pupil visible. "Third left. Now please leave me alone."

"Third left?" Horus blinked. He could've sworn he'd been down that way at least five times. "Huh, must;ve missed it. Ah well. You mind showing me? I could buy you something for your trouble if you'd like."

"...you're seriously going to lead with that?"

"No idea what you mean. Just seeing if a beauty like yourself would be interested in a bite to eat. As thanks, of course."

Creda started to rub her forehead and looked away. "Please leave me alone, I do not wish to continue this."

...Shit, he was losing her... "...Sorry, we were busy? Maybe another time, then? Or, uh..."

And then...something strange happened. The sun parted in the clouds slightly, highlighting Horus...and ONLY Horus. Creda looked at the boy...then the sky...then the boy again.

[[....Fate is laughing at me.]]

"...one meal."

"Yes!" Horus did a fist-pump...then caught himself. Rubbing the back of his head, he chuckled nervously. "Uh...I mean, you up for it now?And...uh, sorry. Never caught your name."

"...Creda Shields. Second Seat in the Church of the Unbroken Chain." The girl introduced herself, giving her full title as well. Maybe that could get him to show her a bit more respect.

"Jacob Horus, former templar-in-training in the Horus Convent, currently current lieutenant in the Reliquus City Guard." He smiled at her. "Nice to meet you."

Creda raised an eyebrow. "...the Horus Convent? And you wish to be seen speaking to a Seat in the Broken Chain? I see why you are a former templar."

"...Yeah, so I got booted for being a dumbass." He indicated a long spear strapped across his back, golden and quite shiny. "Least I kept the spear. Supposed to be a relic or something."

"It's a Solar Spear. Don't you know anything about your own religion?"

"Details are kinda fuzzy for me." Horus looked away. "Which...may be another part of why I got kicked. Kinda hard to be a templar without knowing a damn thing about the religion..."

Creda just stared at him. "You're an idiot. Aren't you?"

"...Maybe."

She looked at him. Cold white eyes glared into him.

Horus raised his hands defensively. "Hey, what's with the look? Um...it's not that big a problem I used to be in the convent, is it?"

...Why did he get the feeling things had just turned very, very wrong?

Creda just shook her head and glared off to the side. She couldn't be doing this.

"...I promise one meal. I am Fated for this now...but I must not be seen talking with the pathetic remnants of one of the Convent."

"...Right. Want to get going?" He smirked at her. "And maybe at some point I could check out your church. See how inviting it is. Because so far, seems like something I;d be interested in."

"....You *are* an idiot."

"Again: Maybe. But it's the good type of idiot, right?"

Creda just sighed in exasperation and shook her head again. If she didn't believe in signs and having to follow them to the letter. "Follow me, Templar."

Tsupreme Fanboy Velvien: Horus rose and stetched, suppressing his grin the best he could. Holy crap, he'd actually gotten a date. Kinda. It counted, right? "Right behind ya, Creda."

Creda just walked forward, cursing her lot in life. Though...this could be an oppurtunity to probe what little kowledge he DID know to aid her religion in their quest to usurp the Templars...

"So, uh..." Horus rubbed the back of his head as he followed her. Force himself to talk, not stare at her like a creep. "You said you're the second...seat of the church? I know I'm probably sounding like a dumbass, but what's that mean?"
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"It means that should I so ask, I could have you chained up and interrogated and never be able to see the light of day again. However, seeing as Fate has deemed it...fitting to save your life, I'll humour you this once." Creda said, a little bitterly. Why was she stuck with this cretin again?

Sighing, she entered the cafe and sat across from Horus on the leather seats, trying to get comfortable, but also trying to hide her face. To be seen with this boy...
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"Fate...deemed it...?" Horus sat down as well, confused. Okay, that bad feeling was just getting worse. "So... the 'Unbroken Chain' is fate, then?"
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Against her best efforts, Creda's mouth twisted into a frown. Did this boy really know so little about the world he lived in? Apostate or no, was she supposed to beleive that he was honestly unaware of the civil war between the Church of the Unbroken Chain and the Horus Convent?

Perhaps her Fate was to have this man arrested and flogged after all. She began to examine the exits of the restuarant critically. It would be wise to plan a getaway, in case this... foolishness was all an act.

"Yes." she said, answering him quite brusquely. "The Unbroken Chain is indeed Fate."

In the back of her head, Creda could almost hear her friend's voice saying 'gold star, numbnuts. You get a cookie.'

She covered her eyes with one hand and despaired.
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"Right. Gotcha." Horus smirked. "So, in other words, us meeting here was fate?"

A moment later, he almost facepalmed. Maybe he should consider shutting the hell up on occasion.
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"Yes. Regrettably, not all fates are kind." Creda said. With any luck, the fated end of this meeting would be his death. Though perhaps, that was a kind destiny after all.

She put her hands on the table and clasped them together,

"Do you have anything to say that is not an unwelcome and badly utilised pick up line?" she asked severely.
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"...Um." Horus thought, trying to find any words at all that would be. He thought real hard. He didn't want to make a further idiot of himself, not at this juncture. He was on the verge of having dinner with a pretty chick; he could not afford to ruin this. "...Sorry. I'll try to stop."

He bit down the one other comment that did come to mind.
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"Please do." Creda said, almost grateful for that small mercy.

The waitress breezed over and smiled.

"Sorry for the delay, sir, madam." she said brightly as she passed a menu to them both. Creda flipped hers open as the waitress continued, "Would you care for our wine menu also?"

"No, thank you." Creda said as she perused the appetisers.

The waitress bobbed.

"And you, sir?"
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"No thanks, I'm good." And not just because he was underage, either. Horus knew better than to risk ruining this even faster through inebriation. First date in months and all of that, even if he had chosen a rather scary chick for it. "What's there to drink, ma'am?"
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"We have tea, coffee and a selection of soft drinks, as well as fresh milk from full fat to skimmed and of course, sparkling and still water."

She beamed proudly.

"...sparkling water, if you please." Creda said, mildly perturbed by the cheeriness of a woman on minimum wage.

The overly happy waitress jotted this down in her notepad.
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