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Synchronicity: Paradise of Light and Shadow

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a part of Synchronicity: Paradise of Light and Shadow, by Cayleen.

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Cayleen holds sovereignty over Medieval Times, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Rhys Hughes [0] I can't control my destiny, I trust my soul, my only goal is just to be. There's only now, there's only here. Give in to love or live in fear. No other path, no other way. No day but today.
REIANN CALEN DE MEDLIMAR [0] "I shall rule, any and all who stand in my way shall be torn asunder."
Arkyn de Calzone Voreia [0] Beauty sleeps as beauty dies. I neither slumber, nor am I held tightly by deaths grip; I am beauty forged from the hammer and anvil of God, the Prince of Voreia! Description
Vaniargrand Vi Occidens [0] "One way or another, this world shall bow to me"
Asphyxious Crawfell [0] "Thousands? No, don't be silly, millions shall be killed."
Princess Cerebra Snow Primrose of Occidens [0] "Isn't she just beautiful? I suddenly feel my heart break,"
Kra'zahl the Flamebringer [0] By Claw and Flame, I will be free...
Leora [0] How long do I have to sing for my nightmares to go away?
Lavinia DeMounte [0] "How lovely, do want me to give you a tissue or push you in?"
Rourke [0] Knight of V??reia, Bodyguard of the Princess

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#, as written by ZenMon
Rourke cracked his massive knuckles. Behind his helm, his white eyes held a death glare. Occidens. Greedy, war-mongering bastards is what they are. Probably want to watch the world burn while they sit on their high horses looking down on the conquered. Not if I have anything to say about it. His eyes shifted to the Princess. He felt protective again, only with a heightened sense of danger. If any of the Occidens would try to attack her, he would most likely rip them limb from limb. Marcus had mentioned a banquet. And in Anatoli no less. What if one of their nobles intends to take out Mitsuki? Her condition could send her into a battle of life and death in her very body. I cannot allow that, but I can't let her father know what's happening. Returning his gaze beneath his helm back to the king he adressed him formally.

"My King, what would happen if tha Anatolian nobles decide to attempt a coup? Even if this is dipla'matic in meanin', people are people. If they sense they have a grasp a' powah, then they might take it."

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Asphyxious stopped, turning to face the princess and examining her attire, "Not when you are in your dres. In fencing, you would want to dress such you're able to move with dexterity and speed. By saying that, I mean, 'change to a proper attire.' I will meet you at the ballroom. Be sure to bring whatever equipments you may require, princess," He gestured vaguely in the direction of the ballroom. He nodded curtly at the maid and princess, sweeping past them before they had time to speak.

His boots rapped the marble floor smartly, announcing his presence, at which servants and maids shifted to create a path for him to pass. He stopped before two gigantic twin oak doors, ornately carved with the crest of Occidens. Asphyxious glanced in both directions down the corridor before pushing the door open. The room was dark. Curtains shielded the room from the intense sunlight outside. He marched across the room, allowing the doors to close behind him, sealing him in relative darkness. All of that changed when his fingers grasped the fabric at the opposite side of the room and pulled.

With a rasp the curtain slid open, stabbing the shadows away. Asphixious picked up a chair, placed it beside the window and began to unbutton his coat. Beneath, he wore a white shirt. He rolled the sleeves up to his elbows and draped the black coat over the chair. He then drew out a small metal box, glanging around to ensure that there was absolutely nobody else in the ballroom, he removed his eyepatch, and turned away from the window.

When he looked back, he had two eyes again. However, one was fake. He blinked several times, ensuring that it was placed properly before stowing the eyepatch within his pocket. He approached the wall beside the twin doors, picking out a foil which matched his fighting style. It was poorly made compared to his personal one at his mansion, but it should be able to allow him to teach with relative ease. He removed the katana, along with its sheath and placed it on the window sill. A quick glance revealed that was snowing slightly. From a distance, he thought he could hear cannons being fired.

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King Baldrick Voreia


At Marcus's reaction, he winced internally. Oh. Right. Well, ped in head, as they say... He listened to their thoughts without interruption, nodding here and there.  

"I doubt that Occidens plans an attack so soon. For one thing, such a flagrant abuse of the white peace would bring the wrath of both gods and men upon the, er, abuser. Who would follow such a ruler willingly? And open war between all four lands would not only be disasterous to anyone's plans, but it would open us to... Foreign problems." Baldrick grimaced. The northern clans liked to raid Voreia when times were lean, and in a war, with so many fighting to the south... "No, if there is to be an invasion or a war, it would be after the banquet. And Anatoli will keep its promises of neutrality, I'm sure of it." Baldrick refused to believe Reiann would set a trap to hurt him or his family. It was impossible.

"It's not as if we can afford to not attend. To refuse such an offer would surely invite dishonor upon us." To be honest, Baldrick would have preferred to visit the Queen alone, without the banquet- No other suitors to bother her, then, the cads. "But stepping up border patrols and searches- especially on large-loaded carts- ought to be a priority. To catch any weapons being smuggled in. Or is that too far-fetched for even Occidens?" He chuckled. "I could imagine them trying to smuggle a walking gun inside. They're mad enough about war..."

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Raiz watched her in silence for a moment as his hand he had helped her up with vanished under his cloak once more. "No, perhaps not. You do have far less to worry about than others. However..." His shoulders shifted a bit as he turned to face her directly, his eyes hidden under the mask, but he no doubt was looking directly at her. "Unless I am mistaken, your ladyship has the strongest claim to the throne after Her Majesty. Such a position, I would imagine, holds as many responsibilities as it does hidden dangers." His cold voice carried a hint of intrigue, or perhaps just curiosity. "Her Majesty is an extraordinary woman, but I do often consider how this kingdom will look a generation from now." He inclined his head to her slightly, but whether it was a bow of his head, or if he was just looking her over, was difficult to tell through his mask.

"In any event. Life is never safe. Not within a stone castle surrounded by guards, not all alone in an empty field." He added, lifting his head a bit to the point where he would be looking past the princess and down the hall behind her.

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Arkyn listened intently to all the thoughts being cast around the room. Rourke, Mitsuki's guardian, had entered. He was a brute, made of 50% muscle, 50% heart. He cared greatly for Mitsuki...but this bothered him slightly. For lack of better words, Rourke creeped him out.

A sudden crack of knuckles from the living fortress made Arkyn jump a little. He quickly regained himself and continued listening. Marcus was suspecting a move from Occidens at the royal banquet. Which reminded him: There was a royal banquet. The thought had completely slipped his mind, and now he found himself wondering how he could forget such an event.

"I doubt that Occidens plans an attack so soon. For one thing, such a flagrant abuse of the white peace would bring the wrath of both gods and men upon the, er, abuser. Who would follow such a ruler willingly? And open war between all four lands would not only be disastrous to anyone's plans, but it would open us to... Foreign problems. It's not as if we can afford to not attend. To refuse such an offer would surely invite dishonor upon us. But stepping up border patrols and searches- especially on large-loaded carts- ought to be a priority. To catch any weapons being smuggled in. Or is that too far-fetched for even Occidens? I could imagine them trying to smuggle a walking gun inside. They're mad enough about war..."


Arkyn thought to himself while rubbing his necklace. His father was correct; they had to go, in order to keep sufficient political status. "Father, you are wise in such a decision. These machines need to be dealt with."

Or stolen, he thought.

"Occidens is a snake constantly nipping at our heels. They need to be watched. And whose to say that they don't have spies here, in Voreia? It's only logical...Simply a thought. Now as for the royal banquet...there should be extreme caution. I can only hope that a certain knight will not be there."

He glanced over to his sister. She was smiling at Rourke, admiring her closest friend. He darted his eyes away. Envy had began to grow in his heart like a thorn. She was so innocent, so seemingly care-free. She also had a dear friend that would die for her...he closed his eyes and dismissed the thoughts.

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Marcus observed the royals interact amongst themselves for a while. Marcus began to weigh each argument stated by each person and began to come to an understanding of each person: His King was determined to believe that Anatoli would not attack, but was being blindsided by his love. That made him vulnerable to betrayal, which Marcus hoped he would never have to come to realize. Arkyn, on the other hand, seemed slightly paranoid about the banquet, but brought up a very good point of caution: They would seriously need it.

Even though both of them were totally opposite, they both shared the need to keep the Occidens out of Voreia. Even if Arkyn suggested spys in their country, they would need to be prepared for anything. Once Marcus had processed this, he spoke.
"I must agree with Arkyn, your Majesty, on the note of caution. This banquet does give way to many oppertunites for not only our country, but for everybody else. However, I believe, that in the matter of the Occidens, that patience should be exercised. Not that we shouldn't be more aware and alert than usual, but we should not jump to conclusions and prepare for a war that may be diverted, or even stopped. We do not want the Occidens to believe we are on edge, nor should we let them believe that we are becoming lazy."

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"Yes sir," Cerebra said anyway with a small bow. With the maid, she went to her room and changed into her fencing uniform. It had the Occidens crest on its arm. The maid tied her hair into a braid yet her crown was still on her head, tilted slightly to the side.

She had a weapon under her bed for whatever reason. She ordered the maid to take it. It was a Sabre, sharp and light-trusted but efficient for a person of her age. She knew how to wield it after all, training with it for several years now.

She examined it careful, she used a rag to wipe any dust on it before leaving for the Great Hall. She bit into her apple as she fiddled with her Sabre. Her maid opened the gigantic doors, which she thought was particularly useless.

"I'm ready sir," she said as she gave her apple to the maid. She walked steadily to Asphixious and bowed.

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Asphyxious looked at the girl up and down again. He nodded at the maid, signaling that he would take it from here. However, the maid still stayed, though she attempted to blend in with the walls, which he found slightly amusing. He returned his gaze to the princess, "Before we begin. I do have some news for you, your father has told me to change your fencing lessons to swordplay lessons. Do not worry, he has already told me to be less harsh with the training, you would not have to fear much, if you follow what I say. Note that only the training will be less harsh, the punishments will not.

"However, we shall proceed with the fencing lessons as usual until I deem you fit for usage of swords. If you are ready, you may take your position." He raised the foil, placing the metal before his face, then stepping back, preparing to strike.

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"Yes sir," Cerebra nodded, moving a few steps back. She really did wonder if she was ready. Fencing weapons were easy and manageable. Thin and light unlike swords. She held one when she was younger, her father's but she could barely hold it and accidentally cut her fingers. She even sliced a guards' unprotected toe by accident.

"Have you seen my father?" Cerebra asked him before getting ready. She moved to her position. A strong stance with her knees bent and arms straight, "I haven't seen him for awhile,"

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King Baldrick Voreia


"Occidens is a snake constantly nipping at our heels. They need to be watched. And whose to say that they don't have spies here, in Voreia? It's only logical...Simply a thought. Now as for the royal banquet...there should be extreme caution. I can only hope that a certain knight will not be there."

"I must agree with Arkyn, your Majesty, on the note of caution. This banquet does give way to many oppertunites for not only our country, but for everybody else. However, I believe, that in the matter of the Occidens, that patience should be exercised. Not that we shouldn't be more aware and alert than usual, but we should not jump to conclusions and prepare for a war that may be diverted, or even stopped. We do not want the Occidens to believe we are on edge, nor should we let them believe that we are becoming lazy."


The king nodded, and felt a surge of pride for his son and knights. They've got good heads on their shoulders, all of them. A king could not ask for more. "Of course we'll have to take caution. I trust Anatoli's guards, but Occidens is invited as well. We cannot afford to be taken by surprise." He sighed. "It's a pity we cannot simply inform the other nations of these weapons. I'm sure, by now, that all evidence of their existence has been hidden away, and any witnesses' purses well stocked with silencing gold." He glanced over at the other courtiers and knights, who were watching with somewhat concerned expressions. "As for spies... I'm loath to consider that someone in Voreia would be willing to turn against their home, but not so naive enough to think it's impossible. We'll just have to keep our discussions more... Discreet."

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As for spies... I'm loath to consider that someone in Voreia would be willing to turn against their home, but not so naive enough to think it's impossible. We'll just have to keep our discussions more... Discreet. "Very well" Marcus nodded in approval at the King's train of thought. It made sense, in reality. Since the Occidens were also invited to this banquet, they wouldn't be able to attack them. It would be too open, and very risky, unless...

"What if the Occidens did a 2 way attack?" He paused, thinking this through. "Hear me out, your Majesties. What if they split their forces to attempt to deal with us at the banquet, AND attack our home as well?" The more he spoke, the more possibilities seemed to spawn from the idea. "Not trying to incite fear or any such thing, but we must play our hand close. The Occidens could attempt a coupe at the banquet, which would be quite stupid, as a distraction to the main force attacking Voreia?" He paused again, hitting a snag in his idea. "But they wouldn't be stupid enough to attack with their own Royals there as well, unless they didn't show up and attacked us en route..." He stopped his train of thought completely, and blushed slightly: His ideas were getting farfetched and he was getting carried away again. "Pardon me, that all was just my thoughts. They mean nothing."

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She smiled slightly as he started walking with her. Though she might have preferred to walk alone, this would keep anyone from stoping her to question her, ask her for favors, or just generally bug her. Without turning her head to listen to him talk, she listened quietly to him speak.

"My mother is very different from I, and I from her, it is true. She has a stronger spirit than I. And I have all the power I would need. As princess, I do not need the power that the Queen has, so I am content with what I have. Attempting to gain more might also prove...hazardous for my health. I am content to remain in her shadow. The only thing I desire more of is knowledge." She paused, thinking. "My mother is gracious in allowing me to spend my days, for the most part, engaging in those activites I desire to take part in. I admit, I find attending court droll." Her voice was detached, matching his, the tone of one who recites words said over and over again, regardless of whether they carry truth or lies. "Why do you speak of it? It is well known that I resemble Her Majesty only in passing, both in looks and personality."

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((OOC: Just realized I've been using the titles wrong. Princess should be 'highness', queen should be 'majesty'.))

"Because the world changes, Your Highness." He said, as they walked. For a moment, it seemed as if that was all he had to say on the matter, but after a few moments he continued. "There are many who would want for Her Majesty's power, both foreign and domestic. While I do not say who will rule, I do make it my business to ensure that Her Majesty rules for as long as she wishes to. It is interesting to see that you do not desire the throne for yourself at this time." He said. He continued to walk silently with her down the hallways. Guards and others within the castle who saw them may have wished to address the princess, but with the Dark Knight walking beside her it was as if an aura of repulsion existed around them, and most were very obviously avoiding them.

"Does Your Highness have thoughts on the future?"

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"Maybe but my father never seems to," The Princess admitted before realizing the fight had begun. When Asphyxious stomped his foot, she stepped back and blocked Asphyxious' jab on impulse. Cerebra was light on her feet, a definite advantage as she easily moved away from his jabs and threw some of her own.

When Asphyxious stopped the fight, telling her how they would be switching courses, Cerebra was obviously excited but the habit of her thinking she was bad at everything she did was getting to her. What if she wasn't good enough for swordplaying? She had been fencing almost a third of life by the age of seven with her first toy being a small, wooden sword that was carved from the strongest wood found in Occidens. At least that was what her father had told her years ago.

Cerebra listened intently to Asphyxious' lecture on sword, admiring the wooden swords. The rapier seemed fitting for its lightness like her Sabre but it was certainly weak in her perspective. A broadsword just screamed to stab someone, Cerebra liked to overpower, not potentially kill someone. Besides, it would be better to leave someone for questioning before killing them. A long sword seemed good for her unless she wanted to fight indoors which was where she was usually kept but Asphyxious seemed to favor the katana more. Maybe it would be better suited?

"Which one do you think I shoud use, sir?" Cerebra asked.

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"What if the Occidens did a 2 way attack? Hear me out, your Majesties. What if they split their forces to attempt to deal with us at the banquet, AND attack our home as well? Not trying to incite fear or any such thing, but we must play our hand close. The Occidens could attempt a coupe at the banquet, which would be quite stupid, as a distraction to the main force attacking Voreia? But they wouldn't be stupid enough to attack with their own Royals there as well, unless they didn't show up and attacked us en route...Pardon me, that all was just my thoughts. They mean nothing."

Arkyn thought to himself for a moment. Maybe a bit of paranoia was setting in on the group. Arkyn knew that the existence technology that had been discovered would be denied, that was for sure, so the possibility of the new weapons being used any time soon was low. Would Occidens go so far as to declare war and risk a political opportunity with the Queen? Perhaps all of this happened too soon to be properly dealt with.

"I say that we wait; not unprepared, of course, but it is much to soon to take any course of action. We will not make ourselves seem suspicious. That would only lead to trouble," he said. He paused, then turned to Marcus. "Marcus, your ideas are not impossible, but we simply cannot risk missing the banquet."