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Topic Started: 9 Sep 2008, 05:53 AM (2,026 Views)
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"Oh, dear, god, thanks," Aime breathed, smiling slightly. "If you weren't tricked out in armor I'd totally strangle you." She blinked, realizing they might not get it. "Er, where I come from, what I meant was if you didn't have armor on then I'd probably hug you," she laughed awkwardly.

"Before this gets anywhere, I think you guys deserve to know the truth." Her eyes dropped again and she frowned. "My middle name's Bella, but everyone calls me Aime, pronounced Ay-mee. I'm from a place far away that you've probably never heard of, and I'm famous." Way to put it bluntly. "I've... been with a lot of guys, so going through this fake wedding won't bother me much, I just want to get home after we get everything sorted out."

She looked at Carina and Royce. Her mind didn't really bother wondering what they did at old time weddings, she just thought a quick kiss and it'd be done. She had no idea what was in store, but Aime didn't bother going through it. "Is there a place that we can-" she glanced at the other girl "-make a switch? I just have to get a few things out of that dress shop again..."
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Royce appeared a bit startled at the strangled comment before she explained herself.

"What an odd phrase..." he said. He continued to listen, as she began to tell a bit of her story. "Famous, hm? I suppose that explains the high-class clothing, and being from a place I've never heard of would explain your old garb..."

Once he mentioned garb he began to look her up and down and really take a good look. She actually wasn't that bad looking.

Argh. snap out of it. Now isn't the time. he told himself.

"I'm not really sure where a good place to switch would be...hmm.. perhaps... ah, yes." he said, getting an idea. " How about you both head over to my house? It isn't terribly far away, and it should be private enough."
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((Eesh, impatience. Didn't wanna leave Uncertain behind, though...))

"That'll be good," Aime nodded. "I'm going to get my conta- er, stuff from the boutique and then catch up with you." She turned to exit the alleyway, and then turned towards Royce and nodded. "Again, thanks."

She entered the dimly lit shop once again, and the same girl from earlier's eyes widened upon entry.

"I just left a few things in here, if that's alright," she smiled awkwardly, going back into the room from earlier and fished through the dirty pile. Dear god, this laundry smelled horrible. She wretched a few times but found searched her pockets and threw her purse back into the pile. She was now armed with tons of cash, contacts, a probably useless phone, a couple guitar picks, and a half dead 3gen Nano. Wonderful.

Aime left the shop, and the girl was gone again. Talk about bad service. She found Royce and began to walk his way, smiling.

"Alright, then, shall we depart?"
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"Very well then." he said, leading them through a few streets, eventually reaching the middle-class section of town, where a small townhouse stood. " This is it." he said, opening the wooden door, which creaked loudly on its hinges, closing it behind when everyone was inside.

a hoarse voice called from one of the rooms " Is that you, Royce?"

"Yes, It is I, Mother." Royce responded, turning to face the two briefly, whispering "Don't worry. She's unfortunately bedridden now... She's quite ill, but she probably won't know you're here."

"Ah, it's so good you've come to visit, Royce. I've missed you terribly. Come, come to the bedroom and let me see your face."

"Now's your cue. I'll lead you to my old room so you can make the switch. I'll keep her busy." he whispered, ushering them into his old room, which was actually quite bare now except for a small bed and random pieces of worn, dusty furniture.

Royce, in the meantime, went into his mother's room to see her. Her hair was grimy and messy, and her face was very pale. There were dark circles under her eyes, like she couldn't get much sleep. She was also quite bony, regardless of food scraps being strewn about the floor.

"Ah, my son. It is so good to see you. You haven't been back for the longest time."

"Yes, I understand. But you know how it is. Knights are very busy."

"Yes, yes dear. your father was always a busy man."

Royce looked downcast for a moment, trying to hold back the pain and sadness.

" Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring him up. I know it's painful for you."
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((I'm so sorry for not posting lately, I've been sleeping the past few days... ._.))

Carina had just gone with the flow, followed the two others and thought about Bella's.. or... Aime's plan. It was a good idea. And they did look allmost the same, for some strange reason. But where would she go after the wedding was over? And what about her father, who loved her in spite of her slightly rebellious behaviour? To them it would look like she married Alexander, then ran away. Maybe this was the only way they'd understand that her unwillingness to marry Alexander was real.

She looked around in the house where Royce's mother lived. It was cosy, comparing to the tall anonymous prison walls of her home. And the house Alexander had bought, wich seemed even more prison-like to her.
She realized Aime and Royce was helping her out from the prison she'd lived in since she was born. She was thankful.

She thought about what she was going to do when this was over. She could live in the forest and survive by hunting. She was better than most boys with her bow.

As Royce went into the room where his mother laid, she followed Aime into Royce's old room. She took her dress off and handed it over to Aime.
"I really appriciate this," she said to the other girl, and once again, she wondered why they was so much alike.
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Aime smiled, replacing the dress and handing hers over to Carina, making sure to dump her things on the bed. The door was open, but she didn't want to close it for fear of the old woman hearing the noise and becoming curious. But then again, if that boy showed up she'd show him a thing or two...

"No problem," she frowned, trying to close the corset at the back. There wasn't a mirror here, or maybe there was, but she didn't feel like going through a ton of dust to find it. She sighed when the top button finally closed after a few minutes of struggling. Dear god. She wasn't anything near fat, but these English people loved the look of small waists and squished breasts, didn't they?

"Now, watch in amazement as my eye color changes," Aime laughed, picking up her contact case. There were four different pairs with different colors. Blue, green, brown, and hazel. She gingerly put the emerald ones into her eyes, blinking away the tears, as she wasn't used to them, but smiled at Carina. "Oh, and here," Aime said, holding up a can, shaking it a bit. "This is what I use when I need my hair to get darker, so it's easier to go unnoticed."

A celebrity, after all, had to be a master of disguises, especially if you'd like to not get mobbed by paparazzi or fans when you go to the store. She picked up a brush and tilted her head. "May I?" she asked Carina, not wanting to dye her hair without permission.

"My hair's dark, but I just put that in temporarily to see how it'd look. I was born with blond hair and it turned slightly brown, but it's not naturally like this. If I can get somewhere to wash it out, I'm sure there won't be that much of a difference."
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"No.. it's alright mother.." Royce lied. he knew it wasn't okay. His father was the last thing he wanted to remember right now. So many painful memories... he was the whole reason he had quit swordsmanship for the longest time.

"I understand." his mother responded, "So what is the real reason you came to visit?"

Royce looked startled. Does she? How can she tell? This is impossible. "I came to see you mother..."

"No... I can tell that's not the real reason. You don't seem to remember that you've never been able to hide anything from me. So tell me, what is the real reason you are here?"

Royce paused, looking away for a moment. "...I can't tell you."
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Aime walked out of the room, looking for a bathroom.

She peered into a random doorway, gasping and quickly backing up, hoping she wasn't seen by a woman. Royce had his back to her, but the female... She chewed her lip, standing outside the entrance quietly.

Aime tried to look in with just one eye, but she froze and found the woman looking directly at her. There wasn't a look of hatred on her face, from what she could tell, but that gaze made her uneasy. As if she could see right through her nice little facade. Well, that ruined her cover. Clearing her throat a little, she took a half step awkwardly into the room.

"Uhm, Royce, could I see you for a second?" She asked quietly, keeping her eyes towards the dirty floor as a big scuttled across.
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Royce whipped around, almost cursing out loud. But his mother knew, she could tell now.

" Oho, so you brought a woman with you." she said, smiling somewhat.

"N-no, mother. it's not like that" Royce said quickly. " I'm just helping her out..."

His mother chuckled. "Alright then."

Royce sighed, putting a hand to his face. "Anyway... please excuse me." he said, walking out the door and toward Bella.

" What is it?" he whispered, trying to stay as quiet as possible.
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"I just need water and a towel, or, er, rag or whatever it is you use to dry off with," she said, looking at him up with green eyes.

"The wedding will be happening soon, so Carina shouldn't be seen until afterward. You don't need to take us there, but we need a rendezvous place to meet up at afterwords. Thank you, so much." Aime couldn't emphasize it enough.

She played with a bit of lace on her dress nervously. God, these ruffles were annoying. Beautiful as they were, she longed for a pair of ripped Tripp pants and a hoodie.

"Then I'm going to try and make my way home, if possible."
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"oh... um... a towel? hmm... they might all have mother's illness on them... Oh, wait. you can use my shirt if you want.."

Royce stopped, as he realized how stupid that sounded. " Umm... nevermind then... Unless that's okay...No, forget I asked."

"Anyway, it should be easy enough to keep her out of sight. but I probably shouldn't wear this armor, then... I'm too noticeable with it on."
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Aime chewed her lip. Use his shirt? That sounded kind of sexy. A smirk tugged at the corners of her mouth. But hormones aside, it would be much better than getting an old English plague or something. She nodded.

"Well, whatever works for you," she said, looking around the place. There didn't seem to be much, and nothing that resembled a towel, really... "Taking off your armor would be best. I don't think I'd recognize you otherwise, though," she grinned. Aime turned and looked out of a window, sighing as two lovebirds sang and flew away. They were so free. Society didn't bother them and they could live their lives however they wanted to, no forced marriages or freaky time portals or anything.

A single solitary tear fell down her cheek, but she brushed it away and smiled at Royce.

"The wedding will begin in a few hours time. I suppose we ought to get something started, soon."
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"Yes.. I'll take off my armor." he said, as he slowly began to take off individual pieces of armor. They were quite heavy, especially getting off the chestplate and plate leggings.

After he was done, his more lean build was revealed. He was wearing a thin leather breastplate, which was just a safety precaution, like a bulletproof vest would be, if they existed back then.

"Hmm... I forgot I had this on. I suppose this should go as well." he said, also taking off the leather.

After finally finishing with a pile of armor lying on the floor, all that was left was his cotton clothing, both pieces black and worn to comfort. He still had that temendous broadsword at his side, since the weight never really bothered him, despite how heavy it looked.

"It's been quite a while since I took that off." he said, looking at bella. Was that a tear he'd spotted?

" I'd hate to embarass you by just handing you my shirt... let me see if i can't find something else..." he mumbled, beginning to search teh dusty kitchen for a clean rag of some sort. After taking only about 5 minutes, he pulled out something that looked like a brand new cloth, never touched. at least it looked better than the other worn, cloths.

" This will do, here." he said, tossing the rag to Bella.
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She smiled, despite the burning in her throat. The words of one of her favored rockstars rang in her head. "I've got a brand new attitude, And I'm gonna wear it tonight... I'm gonna get in trouble... I wanna start a fight..." She missed the feel of a mike in her sweaty palms, the guitar solos making her half deaf, shouting at a crowd she'd never see again...

"Th-" Aime cleared her throat, a horrible scratchy sound and started again when her voice cleared. "Thanks." Her new green eyes scanned the large pile of armor on the floor. Wow. No wonder the boy was toned, he carried two tons of protection around with him. She turned away from him, and thanked whatever deity was scanning the world that her hair covered her burning ears. She didn't blush, her face never turned pink, and neither did her mom. Thank you genetics...

Aime saw a well behind the house on their way there, and there was a small bucket in the corner. She was kind of scared of what was in it.

"Uhm," she began quietly, switching her weight from foot to foot, biting her lip again. The last time she did that was when Jay Leno asked about her virginity. "Is there some way I can get a bucket of water...? Please," she added quickly.
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"Water? of course." he said, turning to go outside toward the well. Dripping the bucket into teh water, he thought. She seemed awfully uncomfortable.. perhaps it's because of the wedding?

he finished drawing water. It was dirty, but only somewhat. It was pure enough.

" Here you are. It isn't the purest water ever, but it should suffice."
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She turned and peered inside the bucket. It was... tinged with brown, probably dirt from the well, but at least she didn't plan on drinking it.

"Alright then, thank you. I'll just be a couple of minutes." With that, she turned and left the small house, bucket and towel in hand. She was about to pour half of the water in her hair, but she didn't want to get dark dye all over the beautiful dress. Shivering slightly as the wind nipped at her hair, she took off the thick outer dress and corset part, still in the thin white underdress that fell to her knees. She tucked the blue and white fabric into a neat square on a dry patch of grass.

Aime bent down and scrubbed her hair with cold water, sort of clean water. When she wrung it out, it came out as a murky red brown liquid. Part of it ran down her neck. Aime repeated the process until the water ran out, and she cleaned her hair with the little towel, wrapping it up as she stood and looked towards the city.

Oh dear. There seemed to be a lot of people going in the direction of a large church. Was that for the wedding? How big was it going to be, exactly? She swallowed. She'd been infront of huge crowds before, but it usually consisted of teenagers and annoyed parents who were prepared to get their brains blasted out. Aime didn't expect this fake little wedding to be huge. All she imagined was Corina's family and a few close friends.

She bit her lip. She could run out of town and disappear. Try to find a way back home or... if all else fails, maybe try to get a living somehow... She wasn't too bad with her hands. God knows she'd be a horrible housewife but when she was little she did want to be a designer. Aime shook her head and took the towel off, revealing locks of wavy blonde hair, only a shade or two off.

Aime quickly put the outer dress back on and walked inside the house, a weak smile on her face.

"How do I look?"
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Royce watched as Aime, came in, and bit his bottom lip. She looked very, very beautiful, with that dress and the wavy blonde hair.

"You look very... very beautiful..." he said, trying not to embarrass himself horribly. But.. something about her.. he couldn't help but continue to stare.

He turned away, his face turning a light shade of red. dammit. She's so beautiful... No.. I can't be smitten. She has to find a way back to her home. I can't... the pain of loss would be too much to bear a second time. he told himself, but he couldn't stop blushing.
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Carina nodded at whatever Aime whas talking about. Coloring hair? Coloring eyes? She'd never heard of that before. She stared as Aime's eyes suddenly turned green. It had to be magic! Carina had no words.
As Aime left the room, she sat down on the small bed. She liked the house, it felt cozy, not to rich and not too poor. Just as she'd allways wanted. She would dream about having a little house in the woods somewhere, and hunt for a living. To live alone and be free.
She went over to the window and watched the crowd heading for the church. A great wedding. A big and glorious wedding. Her father had promised her that years ago when she was a little girl. She'd just laughed at him and thougt he was silly.
She could picture the wedding, and saw it all clearly in her mind. The richest and those closest to the family would sit close to the front, with the priest and all the flower decorations. Then the rest of the crowd would sit wherever their wealthiness would tell them to.
Carina sighed and went to find Aime and Royce. Out in the hallway she walked past a door wich was slightly open. She couldn't help but notice an old lady laying in a bed in the room.
She looked ill.
Her mind told her not to go in to the room, but the old lady seemed so helpless, so she went inside. Standing in the door was awkward, but the lady turned her head and looked at her.
"Hi," Carina said carefully and nodded towards the woman.
"My name is Carina."
She went over to an oven in the corner, found some logs and fired up to make the room warm and cozy. She didn't know why, it seemed like an impulse. She had never had anyone to look after before. Maybe it was because of that.
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"Hm?" the woman managed to croak out. " Oh, well hello there, dearie. i didn't know you were here as well." the woman watched with a faded gaze as Carina put logs onto the fire, warming up the room. " You are a kind soul, thank you very much, dearie, helping an old woman in her-" Royce's mother had a coughing fit for a brief moment before continuing, "illness..."
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Aime smiled at his reply, but for an unknown reason, her heart dropped. Oh, he's a knight, for Christ's sake. He's probably got women fawning over him everytime he removes that helmet. They probably think I'm a witch, for all I know, she sighed. The image of all those people disappearing into a tiny church popped into her head. Oh, dear god, hopefully she isn't too different from Corina. A lump began to fill her throat and she scanned Royce. Who cares what a single boy from old England thinks of me? After this, she'd have helped out a girl and then the next thing you know she'd be on the next happy train back to home.

"I think I'm going to get a bit of fresh air before the... ceremony," she said quietly, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Thank you so much for your help." Aime walked out of the tiny house, a few tears sliding down her cheeks quietly. Corina would find something to do after the wedding, probably move away from her family like Aime did herself. Her and Royce wouldn't make a half bad pairing... The image of those two together just brought on more water works, and she walked for a few minutes into the forest before finding a large stump to sit on as she buried her face in her hands.

What have I gotten myself into?
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Royce watched as Aime walked out of the house, catching what he thought was a tear. he frowned. Poor girl... maybe i should talk to her... She isn't ready for a wedding in that condition... I can feel it... he thought, as he moved back to his mother's room. He could see that Carina was already there, putting logs on the fire.

" Ah, there you are. Mother... could I ask you to look after Carina for me? At least until I come back? I have some... pressing matters to attend to."

" Why, of course dearie." he mother responded, smiling as though she knew exactly what was going on.

" Thank you... and make sure if anyone comes over that she stays out of sight."

Royce turned to leave, shutting the door behind him. He knew mother would look after her well.

Speeding up, Royce went outside the house to lay pursuit to Aime. he thought he had seen her wander into the forest, and he followed, moving as quietly as possible.

After a few minutes, he stopped to find her sitting on a stump, her face buried in her hands. Royce opened his mouth to say something, but stopped. what could he possibly say? He had no idea what she was feeling.

So he stood there, grasping for words.
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It took a few moments for Aime to calm down. She wiped the tears away with the frills on the sleeve. They wouldn't show that way. The girl hiccupped a couple of times and took a few deep breaths. What was she thinking? What the hell was she even doing here? If she wasn't a stubborn bi- well, if she weren't so stubborn then she would probably be preparing for the show at eight, wearing her voice out before the time came, joking around with the members and playing random crap on the guitar... She stood up and wiped anything from her bottom, turning around only to face Royce a few feet away.

"Holy sh-" she began, but as she took a step forward, her foot got caught in a root and Aime stumbled foward. She blushed, quickly taking a step back. Aime moved a blond lock away from her hair as she looked up at him. It couldn't be more than a few hours past noon. My, he looked good in the sunlight. She shoved the thought out of her head quickly.

"Oh, crap, I'm- I'm such an idiot, sorry," Aime mumbled. She peeked up at him through her lashes. He had a strange expression on his face. "Is it time for the wedding already? I'm sorry, you shouldn't have seen me like that it's just different and I'm- I dunno, I just can't - Oh, forget it," she sighed, not wanting to ramble in front of this gorgeous stranger.
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"No.. the wedding is still not for a while more. I came because i was concerned for you..." Royce said, looking away for a moment, and then looking back. My, she looked gorgeous in the sunlight.

He took a small step forward, putting a hand on her shoulder."I don't know what you're feeling, or why you're feeling it. But... if you want a shoulder to cry on, you may use mine."

Why am I doing this? Royce thought, is it because I love this girl? Or is it because I feel as though this was something I never had when I was at my weakest? Maybe it's a small combination of both...
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(Aw, how sweet. Kind of cheesy, but sweet. *sniffle*)

"I just didn't... oh!" Aime sniffed, wrapping her arms around him as she rushed forward. Flashbacks of similar scenarious ran around in her head, but nothing was ever as dire as this. "I'm not even eighteen yet!" she cried, trying to keep the waterworks to a bare minimum if she couldn't completely stop them. "I'm supposed to be hanging out with my friends and - dear God I'm so pathetic - What do I do after the wedding? I can't stay here, but I barely know how I got here - Oh, this is terrible!" She finished, burying her face into his chest to hide the tears that began flowing again. "I'm so pathetic."

He was being much too kind. They'd gotten off to a rocky start, for sure, but it was just natural to be suspicious. Oh, how she wished that she could just stay and live with him and help his mom until - No. She was a 21st century girl, with 21st century friends and love interests, and a band who needed her. Poor dad was alone in England and her sister would miss her, even if she did become a model. There was no way she could forget everything and everyone back home even if she wanted to.
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"it's okay..." Royce said, trying hard to comfort her, but he wasn't doing the greatest job. She wanted to know what she was going to do after the wedding- whether to stay or go... Inside, he would have loved her to stay but, it seemed as though she really needed to go back to where she came from...

The pain of loss... Can I bear it a second time..? It could be too much... he shook off the thought, before responding

"I understand... You don't want to have sorrow, but you simply can't help it... I've felt the same way... The only thing you can do is let yourself be 'pathetic', even if for a few moments..."
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