vatheon | 2nd Combo - A Fairy Tale Knight

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2nd Combo - A Fairy Tale Knight

Characters: Lloyd Irving and ~~every eligible~~-- everyone
Location: All over the place
Time: From dawn until dusk
Style: You pick and I'll match
Status: Open

[It's been two days since he started coming to his senses, the false memories of that other life already fading back into the ether of whatever spell had created them. As they disappear, though, he remembers. The ball, the one he'd danced with, that moment of timeless magic when their eyes had met and their hearts had known.

The tolling of the bell as midnight approached.

His partner had fled, he didn't know why - but they'd left their shoe behind. The shoe he now holds clutched in his hands. It must have been crafted with magic, he knows, because there is no other way to explain how the delicate glass could support a person's weight without breaking. Surely this shoe was made to fit one foot and one foot alone. It's the only clue he has to the identity of his love. He doesn't even know his love's name or gender. He only knows that they hold his heart.

And that he's going to find them, even if he has to try this shoe on every person in the land.

Speaking of which...

He approaches the next person he sees, giving them a bow fit for the knight he is.]

Excuse me, yes, you. Your pardon, but can I have a moment of your time?

[ooc: Only a "Cinderella" will fit the shoe. Let me know if this is the case. o/]

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"Yes... I think it might be because of the curse..."

He still remembered there was a curse... but he couldn't remember its effect.

"...A ball..." he tried to remember, but his memory was so hazy. "...I don't really remember any ball, but..."

He wasn't certain. Maybe that was when he met Lloyd?

"But if the curse took some of your memories, maybe it took that one, too." More fully under the curse's influence, Lloyd was only thinking of the spell he'd attributed his memory loss to. As far as he was concerned, this current life was real.

"Would it help if you saw this?" Lloyd pulled the glass shoe out from his pouch, holding it up for Ruca to see. "Someone I met at the ball left this behind. I'm certain it was crafted with magic. Does it seem familiar at all?"

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Ruca looked at the shoe, feeling confused. It seemed familiar, but none of this made any sense. Balls were always full of people and didn't Ruca preferred to avoid places like that? And besides if he was at a ball, then why would he go there wearing shoes like this one? Even wearing this dress was embarrassing!

"...It does." he admitted. "I'm not sure why, but it does seem familiar."

...Just what was going on? It couldn't possibly be his shoe!

Just like that, Lloyd's heart beat faster. If Ruca thought the shoe was familiar, could that mean...?

Feeling somewhat breathless, the young knight gestured toward a nearby bench. "Please," he said. "There's one way to know for sure if you were the one I met. If this shoe is yours, it should fit only your foot. Please, try it on."

"...I don't really think it's mine..."

It was just impossible. Or maybe not? Maybe he is wrong?

He hesitated.

"...B-but... I'll do it. I'll try it on."

And after he said that he sat on the bench. His gaze was still fixed on the ground though. It felt too embarrassing to look at Lloyd.

"If it's not, I guess we'll know soon enough." Undaunted by Ruca's doubt, he kneels down in front of Ruca. A slight blush dusted his cheeks when he gently pushed past the other boy's skirts to reach for the proper foot. The fact that Ruca was wearing skirts at all was odd, but considering the curses going around, there might very well be a reason. Even if there wasn't, he wasn't about to judge. He firmly believed that so long as people were upholding the laws of the land, they should be free to live however they wanted.

Taking hold of Ruca's foot, he pulled the other's shoe off. Then gently, so gently, and holding his breath, he tried to slide the glass shoe on.

Well, if Ruca wasn't blushing enough earlier he was now. Especially that for some very strange reason the shoe fit. It really did.

"...I can't believe it..."

He was so shocked by the fact that he couldn't do anything, but stare at his own foot and the glass shoe on it.

Meanwhile, his face was just getting redder and redder.

Lloyd's heart leapt in his chest when the glass slipper fit. For a moment, it felt like he couldn't breathe. Then he looked up, joy in his eyes.

"It's you," he said. He reached for Ruca's hands, standing. "It's you. I thought I had lost you. When you ran- Why-? No, it doesn't matter. It only matters that I've found you. Please, tell me your name!"

Ruca was shocked. He couldn't even think of a proper answer. He honestly didn't remember neither the ball nor the reason why he would ran... Though the biggest question was why he would even wear those shoes. None of this made sense.

"...I-I'm... Ruca." was all he managed to say. He still couldn't believe all of this was happening.

"Ruca..." He said the name slowly, like he was savoring the taste of it. "You ran before I could tell you. Ruca, that night- I've never felt that way before." He gazes into the other boy's eyes, as though he could memorize his soul. "I knew from the moment I saw you that you were the one. Ruca, I love you."

Suddenly the situation got even more unbelievable, to the point that Ruca was almost certain this can't be happening for real. Love confession was the last thing he would ever except to hear in his entire life.

"...You... me?"

He couldn't even say the word "love".

"Yes." As simple as the word was, it embodied everything he felt. He tugged on Ruca's hands, trying to draw them to his chest, to bring himself closer and share the feeling welling up deep inside. "Didn't you feel it, too? Even if your memory is gone, surely no curse could touch your heart."

Ruca didn't try to free his hands, but both the words Lloyd spoke just now and the gesture made him blush even more. Not like it was even possible, though, but it did feel like that.

But once he recovered from his sock, he started to feel confused... with many things. Especially with his feelings. First he couldn't tell anymore which of his memories were real and now the same was happening with his feelings.

"...I..."

What he was even trying to say? He didn't know himself.

Sensing that uncertainty, Lloyd leaned in, so close his forehead almost touched Ruca's in term. A warm flush creeped up his cheeks, but for different reasons.

"Do you remember this? Do you remember the way our hands touched when we danced. Do you remember the way we moved...?" He took a step forward, the first step of the dance, trying to guide Ruca into it. "As if the two of us were one."

He was too close. Yet Ruca didn't protest; he allowed the other to guide him into the dance.

It was strange though. Ruca always thought he didn't know how to dance at all. Or maybe it was just another thing that he couldn't recall. What Lloyd was telling him also wasn't something he remembered, and yet he felt he actually would remember it. All of this was just too strange, in the end Ruca started to wonder that maybe he is simply thinking too much.

But still...

"...It feels like there's too much I don't remember."

"Then I'll do everything I can to help you remember," Lloyd murmured, releasing one of Ruca's hands and raising his to tentatively touch the other's cheek. Another turn in the dance and his steps slowed a little. "We can do anything if we try. Whatever it takes, I'll do it for you."

He leaned closer, his heart beating with the rhythm of his love.

He didn't know what to think, but he felt a little happy. Someone was willing to help him, do whatever it takes for him. Despite feeling so confused about all of this, he wished to believe that Lloyd's words were true.

"Thank you." he replied. He didn't mind anymore how close the other was, yet a soft blush still remained on his cheeks.

Things were still wrong, their memories still in pieces, but for a single moment in time, everything felt right in the world. He had Ruca back and in his arms, and together they could do anything. Feeling emboldened and in love, he closed his eyes and leaned farther in.

"You're welcome," he said, smiling, as he attempted to give his love a chaste kiss.

Even if he didn't remember, he felt that everything would be okay in the end. There was nothing to worry. Everything would be okay, just like in fairy tales.

...The moment he thought that, suddenly everything seemed just wrong again.

Seeing that Lloyd was trying to kiss him, Ruca backed away, panic visible in his bluish green eyes. Once he was far enough from the other, he turned his gaze away from Lloyd and muttered: "...I'm sorry."

Lloyd's eyes were wide, startled and bewildered at Ruca pulling so abruptly away. "No, I'm sorry," he stammered. "I didn't mean to- What did I do?" He honestly didn't know what he'd done wrong to make Ruca panic like that.

"Um, i-it's... it's just..." You know, you tried to kiss him. That was the reason.

"I-I'm sorry... I... I need some time... to think."

And after saying that he was about to ran away.

He'd run away once from Lloyd already, at least to Lloyd's current memories. Lloyd could see the signs and reached out to try to stop him.

"Wait, no! Please don't!"

But like last time, he might not be fast enough.

...Which would be weird considering that Ruca is really slow when it comes to running.

"I'm sorry!"

And yet he somehow managed to run away form there.

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2nd Combo - A Fairy Tale Knight

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i never got the notif :(

:c

i don't know why but sometimes i don't get notifs...

Huh. I dunno what might be causing that.

I don't know either... but everything's fine now so...

/o/

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