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Seeking Shelter

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It was not often that Em found herself in Ishgard as of late. A visit here, a party there. The last one being for Valentione’s. A hand brushed the diamond earrings that had become a part of her regular ensemble.

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Lance knew better then to insist he could walk without help. Especially knew better then to say that to Em. She was not the typical Ishgardian lady. It would have probably been insulting to even bring up the idea to her as she helped him into the house. So he kept his mouth shut and instead relaxed knowing he was in good hands.

He set down heavily on the bed she had led him to, grunting slightly at the pain the movement caused. This was going to hurt. Getting the chain armor off because of the wound to his shoulder. He still remembered the last time this other shoulder had been injured. Yet there was no way he was going to let a bit of pain stop him.

“We were attacked out near Hemlock on the western side of Coerthas.” Lance spoke softly, speaking to distract himself as he removed his gauntlets first. Trying to focus on the words rather then the pain removing that armor was going to be. He grimaced as he got the armor off finally and letting it drop to the floor beside the bed. Everything had been above the waist so he wasn’t bothered with his boots at this moment. That would have been more movement of that shoulder then he cared to put effort into right now. “Five of them versus myself and my cousin. I am the only fighter between the two of us.”

The spear had left a shallow wound on his right side, a glancing blow that his cousin had kept from being worse then it looked. The worst injury was the stab wound one of the attacker’s swords had given him on the back of his left shoulder. Those two wounds were freshly bleeding slowly from the movement he had been doing between getting here and removing his armor.

“We were setup…” Lance clenched his hands into fists as he hung his head. “An I couldn’t do anything to stop them from taking my cousin… She went with them so they wouldn’t kill me…”

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“I’m not apologizing for what I said to that asshole/jerk… He/she was saying terrible things about you.” For Lance. Em talking shit to his parents when he got his honors c:

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Lance blinked at Em’s honesty. Her anger for his sake was in it’s own way endearing. He tried his best though to hide the urge to smile at her little tirade over his father’s recent attitude.

Over the years he had learned to let the things his father said to him or about him slide off him like water over stone. The rift between them was not worth the constant pain to attempt to mend it or even find a common ground. The day he made his choice all those years ago and set the two of them apart had begun all of this. If he had allowed everything his father said get to him since that day… He probably would have caved years ago. The words still stung sometimes but they were just that… Words. Yet even water would wear away at the stone with time. Just like words from his father sometimes wore on his heart. Yet he always tried to carefully mask those feelings.

His father had thought it was all some mummer’s farce when he found out Lance was supposed to be getting honors from ‘some daughter’ of the Durendaire line. Didn’t believe Lance deserved any such honor. Typical of his father of course. Couldn’t believe Lance had been able to protect the Viscountess. Lance was used to what his father couldn’t believe or did not want to believe to be true.

Em’s anger for him… He put a hand gently on her arm. “Emon’i. It’s fine. Honestly. I’m not asking you to apologize. I appreciate how strongly you feel. It will not change the man my father is though. There is no reason for you to upset yourself so on my behalf. Thank you though for the concern.”

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Seeking Shelter

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Lance had managed teleport back to Ishgard. Barely. He was hurting fairly well though Yuti had tried to heal him then and there at Hemlock. He had allowed her to at least enough to stop the bleeding. He knew there had been more important concerns then his own sorry state. He just hoped they could find her while he hid and had his own wounds cared for. But the movements of walking through Ishgard had reopened the two worst wounds, drawing fresh blood because he had not allowed Yuti long enough before he had taken off.

He waved off any concerned guards as he moved through the city with purpose. Trying to hold his composure as much as he could to ward off questioning stares at his bloodied state. It was not unusual for soldiers to come home injured from a fight. Though most had at least had their wounds bandaged before walking around town.

He didn’t know who else he could trust right now. That letter from an old friend had been a lie. It had all been a ploy to capture his cousin. Alexois had been involved. Fury damn him. He could only hope now that Destiney was in good hands with her free company looking for her. So he went to the one person he knew he might be able to trust. One person who he knew would never think about siding with his family. He trusted her.

He paused before her door, having second thoughts about coming to her in this sorry shape. But she was one person who could help. Someone trusted when all else seemed to have gone to hell. He knocked upon the door, waiting for her to answer. He would give her an uneasy smile before sliding down to sit on the ground.

“I’m sorry for being in such a state. I did not know where else to turn…” Lance spoke softly, hand over the shallow slowly bleeding wound on his right side as he leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes. Among several other bruises and wounds, some of which were no longer bleeding thanks to Yuti’s attempt to heal him that he interrupted. There was a slice on his cheek, a busted lip, a small nick on his neck from the sword point, a stab wound on the back of his left shoulder, and a myriad of bruises in several places including his ribs.

Look into my eyes – For Lance~

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Look Into My Eyes

🌙 (Lance or Dest. Take your pick.)

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Ishgard was always more peaceful at night. Even during the war. The moon shone brightly, lighting up the Pillars. Em was looking towards the sky and the stars as she walked her usual path. Nothing out of the ordinary so far. Her hands were clasped behind her and she listened to the wind blow around her. Nothing too stressful.

Guards came and went on their patrols. Always straightening up when they saw her. House Durendaire guards giving a salute. It was always a different experience when she was in the Shroud. Her titles, accomplishments, and lineage meant nothing. At least, nothing good.

She was lost in her own thoughts when she noticed a familiar figure in the distance. No doubt having met the man at one of the countless noble events are get togethers. Em pulled the heavy jacket around her a bit more and made her way over to him.

Speaking softly, she slowed her approach. “Excuse me, Ser… are you alright?”

It had been a rough day. Another argument with his family. Always over the direction of his life as he stopped home briefly. Yet his father never mentioned the other job they had him doing in front of his mother. Never would.

Yet he wouldn’t dare go bother Tara or Destiney this late. They had had enough problems of their own lately. So instead he had chosen to take a walk. Avoid the house. Maybe wait till everyone else was asleep to go home.

However that walk hadn’t lasted very long. Instead he found himself standing near a railing, overlooking another part of the city. Just staring up at the stars above. His breath coming out in white puffs in the cold night air.

He heard the foot steps before the voice. Even lost in thought he made himself keep an ear on his surroundings. He recognized the voice from one of the parties but he had never gotten a name to put with the face. Not that wearing masks made things any easier.

Her words caught him off guard. A look of surprise crossing his features for just a moment. Quickly he slipped a smile over it to hide it away. He gave her a polite bow before straightening once more.

“Ah. Ser Lancefer Aurifore.“ He introduces himself to her. “I merely found the night good for thought an escape. I am just fine otherwise though I thank you for your concern. I’m afraid I did not catch your name the last we met, my lady.”