Patroklos Alexander ( Πάτροκλος Αλέξανδρος) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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vatheon2012-05-29 07:36 pm
theholywarrior) wrote in vatheon2012-05-29 07:36 pm
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A Wayward Savior
Who: Patroklos & Whomever finds him
When: Midday
Where: Plaza (Or rather wandering away from the main plaza)
Style: Prose & action both welcomed
Status: Open
[ If it hadn't been for the unusual kindness of a local woman, Patroklos would have never stirred from consciousness. The blond had to have been out for a few minutes, fifteen at max. The one who solidly nailed him in the back of his head with that book was long forgotten by him. However, the dull headache he now sports won't allow him to forget that he was bested by a mere book. Wobbly rising to his feet as he clutched his head in dire distress, Patroklos eyes widened once caught glimpse of the blue-silver blade. Laying right before his feet was none other than the coveted Soul Calibur gleaming in all its brilliance. Staring at the sword with mild wonder, Patroklos hesitated to reach for it. ]
That sword...
[ His voice was laced with agony. ]
It's more than what it seems to be.
[ Unsure what to do now, Patroklos gingerly picked up the spirit sword by its hilt and sheathed it once more. ]
...nhhm...
[ Now holding his head with both hands once the headache intensified, Patroklos slowly began to walk down the avenue aimlessly. ]
When: Midday
Where: Plaza (Or rather wandering away from the main plaza)
Style: Prose & action both welcomed
Status: Open
[ If it hadn't been for the unusual kindness of a local woman, Patroklos would have never stirred from consciousness. The blond had to have been out for a few minutes, fifteen at max. The one who solidly nailed him in the back of his head with that book was long forgotten by him. However, the dull headache he now sports won't allow him to forget that he was bested by a mere book. Wobbly rising to his feet as he clutched his head in dire distress, Patroklos eyes widened once caught glimpse of the blue-silver blade. Laying right before his feet was none other than the coveted Soul Calibur gleaming in all its brilliance. Staring at the sword with mild wonder, Patroklos hesitated to reach for it. ]
That sword...
[ His voice was laced with agony. ]
It's more than what it seems to be.
[ Unsure what to do now, Patroklos gingerly picked up the spirit sword by its hilt and sheathed it once more. ]
...nhhm...
[ Now holding his head with both hands once the headache intensified, Patroklos slowly began to walk down the avenue aimlessly. ]
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with another gratifying panty shot.A fighter of her energy would have stood up and continued the fight, but she just sat up and stayed there, looking like she was about to sob. She was embarrassed that she let a simple trick cost her the battle.]
No fair.... I... I lost...
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At last, you understand how weak you are!
[ Turning away from the silly girl, Patroklos let out a haughty laugh as he continued down the avenue. ]
I must thank you for your performance. After all it was quite entertaining in every sense of the word.
[ He was just about to wave her "goodbye" until a stray thought came to his mind. ]
You there.
[ He turned to face her. ]
...You're quite too cute for such barbaric behavior. Why not take up a new hobby?
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She gave him a hmmph as she stood up and patted the dust off of her dress.]
You may look like a prince, but you have the mouth of a gadabout.
[Not that she minded being complimented by one at all. She flipped her hair again and eyed him from head to toe]
"Barbaric" as it is, I fight because I love the thrill of the battle. It gives me excitement unlike any other. Everything else just pales in comparison.
[Lili then smiled and stretched her hand towards Patroklos, gesturing that she wants to shake.]
Patroklos, was it? Proud and wonderful as I am, I recognize fighting prowess when I see it.
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[ Thinking that he maybe went a little too far earlier with his comment, Patroklos was just about to grumble an apology until the girl offered her hand to him. At first, Patroklos stared at Lili with a look that clearly stated "this better not be a trap" before he finally reached to grasp her hand. As much of a rascal as Lili might be that doesn't change the fact that she's pretty good at what she does; something Patroklos won't openly admit due to his stubborn pride. ]
Oh? Thank you. I suppose.
[ Silently comparing the differences between her fingers and his, Patroklos glanced at Lili with an unreadable gleam in his green-blue eyes. ]
...I hope we meet again.
... it was too easy. i couldn't resist T^T
[He was a good sport, though like her, he could certainly be a brat. Lili admired his handshake - such a firm, strong grip... which was perfect, as she pulled him in quick and kneed him in the crotch.
At this she started laughing,the back of her hand over her mouth.]
We'll be meeting quite a lot, because I finally found you!! You are now my designated rival in this world.
[With her mood suddenly lifted, she helped him up, pulled his arm over her shoulder and attempted to make him walk with her.]
Oh, isn't this wonderful, Patroklos? We are evenly matched in skill and beauty. Think of all the stories they'll tell of our fights. Of course, I will have to avenge my pride properly some other time. But for now, we must get you to a clinic...
y-you MONSTER! ;3;
[ ...He should've seen this coming a mile away.
Patroklos literally saw stars once the girl kneed him right in the family jewels. He was down for the count in just about two or less seconds. ]
Y-You little witch...!
[ Now curled up on the pavement in the worst agony he has ever felt in his entire natural born life, Patroklos tried to swat at Lili once started giggling at him. ]
I-I'll get you for this. You better mar--OW!
[ A pained whimper interrupted his speech of vengeance. ]
So...so...cruel.
[ Now that the little imp got her revenge, Patroklos figured he would be safe from the little minx. Of course he was wrong once Lili started to drag him up the street.
For the love of the Gods, why is today so terrible?
/silent sob]Rival?
[ He stares at the girl in pure disbelief. ]
What are you even babbling about?
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[She went on and on about how wonderful it's going to be. Clearly, she was excited. Though she had been in Vatheon for only less than a week, she already was feeling the pangs of boredom as everyone wanted to be peace-loving, friendly vacationers.
And Lili wouldn't have just that kind of lifestyle. Sure things promised to be crazy from time to time as the entire place is made up of all sorts of people from all walks of life. But she didn't want to be subject to the machinations of just fate. She wanted to speed things along her pace.
And this is how she does it. This is how she will make her live in Vatheon her own brand of interesting. This is how she makes friends.]
... And then after we bring you to the clinic, we will go to the boutiques. We will have to find outfits that will properly clash. Something to dramatically offset each other when we fight. I used to have this rival who was a backward hick with no discerning taste...