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Setting the Trap [Active]
Character(s): Larxene, Yorda and eventually Hamel.
Content: Yorda is lost. Larxene finds her and begins her manipulation. Hamel tries to stop it.
Setting: In front of the Matteus Museum of Art.
Time: After Yorda separates from Ivan, so evening.
Warnings: Larxene. Need I say more? Also, Yorda curses (but doesn't know what it means ;~;).
She didn't understand. She couldn't understand. So many people were calling Cora by the name of "Larxene" and telling Yorda how terrible she was. But in the midst of all the upsetting and confusing words, Cora had treated her with kindness. She had even offered help, and Yorda very much needed it right now, especially considering she had gotten lost while around Ivan.
Now, if she could only remember the greeting Hamel had taught her... It had a few strange words that she didn't understand, but it must surely be customary here.
Content: Yorda is lost. Larxene finds her and begins her manipulation. Hamel tries to stop it.
Setting: In front of the Matteus Museum of Art.
Time: After Yorda separates from Ivan, so evening.
Warnings: Larxene. Need I say more? Also, Yorda curses (but doesn't know what it means ;~;).
She didn't understand. She couldn't understand. So many people were calling Cora by the name of "Larxene" and telling Yorda how terrible she was. But in the midst of all the upsetting and confusing words, Cora had treated her with kindness. She had even offered help, and Yorda very much needed it right now, especially considering she had gotten lost while around Ivan.
Now, if she could only remember the greeting Hamel had taught her... It had a few strange words that she didn't understand, but it must surely be customary here.
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And Larxene was just interested--and bored--enough to do so.
She strolled casually up to the museum, spotting the slightly-glowing girl (even more interesting) almost instantly.
"Hello," she chirped with a wave of her hand. "Yorda, yes?"
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"Oh!" Yorda smiled brilliantly at Larxene. "Yes. I am Yorda. Are you Cora?" Now what was she told? Oh, yes. "Fuck off, bitch," the princess continued - but the "greeting" she had been taught by Hamel was spoken in such a guileless and innocent way (as Yorda truly believed that Hamel was telling the truth) that the words lost what venom Hamel might have intended.
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"I am," Larxene said. "Who told you to say that?"
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"Hamel told me that it is a greeting," she replied. "Was he mistaken?"
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Her tone added that wasn't very nice of him, but she didn't say it. Instead, she smiled sweetly and decided that now would be a good time to really start the manipulation. After all, there weren't many glowing girls around, and that must have meant she had some sort of unique talents. Why else would she have been kept hidden away in a castle?
"Shall we begin the tour?"
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She looked up at Larxene and gave a bright smile. "I would enjoy that very much," she answered. "Thank you for being kind enough to meet me here."
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Hamel probably wanted to keep Larxene away, after all. But that hadn't worked at all, and so Larxene would repay the favor as best she could. Let it never be said she didn't give as well as receive. Her pink sundress hung prettily on her in the calm of Paixao.
"It's no trouble at all," Larxene said. "Now, shall we walk? There's a lot to see."
And the sooner they started walking, the farther away they'd be from anyone who thought to come after Yorda.
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She nodded at Larxene's question and moved to follow her. "I would enjoy that very much." It didn't even cross her mind to wonder at Larxene's true intentions, even with all the warnings she had received.
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"Don't worry," she said. "You'll learn."
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She had never known anything outside of the castle before she had arrived here.
The girl looked up at Larxene. "I am sure I will."
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"Most of the people here will just ignore you," she said, gesturing to one of the aforementioned citizens as they passed him. "It's the visitors who are the interesting ones."
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"The visitors?" Yorda replied, blinking up at the taller girl. "Are you one as well?"
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Hamel leaned against the wall of the alley up ahead, idly playing the melody on his violin. His face was hidden in shadow as the two approached. He glanced up briefly-- and recognized the girl he was on his way to pick up from the museum. Looks like the blonde broad got to her first.
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But before she could really begin weaving her tale, she was distracted by the sound of music. Had someone come for Yorda? She did recall a violinist; she would have cursed had she not been playing nice. And so, despite her annoyance, she tried her best to distract the girl.
"Paixao wasn't as bad as it is now," she said. "Not before some of the visitors came and started making things the way it is."
SORRY GUYS 8D
He took a few steps out of the alley so he'd be more visible and the pale girl could approach.
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As concerned for the other as she was, however, Yorda was distracted by the sound of - she didn't know what it was. Intrigued, the princess took a few steps towards it, tilting her head.
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Larxene, lacking any true emotions, was immune to the spell's effects, but she was not blind to the music's effects, or deaf to the notes. Looking up at the man--she could just make him out, standing beside Yorda as she was--she placed a hand on the girl's shoulder, hoping to slow her.
"Be careful," she advised, "you don't know who might be playing. It could be someone who isn't particularly nice."
Because drawing the girl out of the web Larxene was weaving around her wouldn't be polite at all.
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He continued to play his melody, stepping out of the alley and looking up at Yorda with a gentle smile on his face. "Oi, we talked over the journals, right? I'm here to pick you up."
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"You..." she murmured, tilting her head to the side and looking at him curiously. "Who are you?" He seemed familiar, but Yorda was still unfamiliar with technology and thus couldn't quite place her finger on it.
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"And she already has an escort."
She followed Yorda, still trying to draw the girl away from the man. This was not as planned, but she would try to work around it.
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Then he turned to Yorda and swept a majestic bow. "Wielder of the ultra-large violin, the great hero Hamel at your service. Legendary slayer of mazoku and saver of worlds."
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"Oh," she replied. "Yes. I remember you. I am Yorda." She didn't know what a "mazoku" was, but she was glad to see another friendly face in the city. She smiled brightly at her companions. "Will you be joining us?"
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Or something enough like it on the surface to fool the gullible child. Larxene was glad Yorda was so sheltered; it made her task easier. Of course, it also made it easier for the violinist to distract her.
"They say three's a crowd," Larxene cooed. "And I wouldn't want to abandon Yorda in the middle of a tour."
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"Sorry, but I've got a room rented out for her just around the corner and the guy said he wasn't gonna hold it if I didn't pay in advance, so I've got like... five minutes to get back there," he explained, carefully watching the blonde. "Let's go, Yorda."
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The princess turned back to Cora and offered a smile. "Thank you for showing me around. Perhaps we can continue later..." she drifted off, gesturing a little, unsure of how to express her emotions. The girl moved toward Hamel, waiting to follow him.
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"I see no reason why I can't accompany her to the hotel, unless you're planning something... Unscrupulous."
Another thing Yorda probably wouldn't grasp. But maybe the tone would make it clear to the girl. That was only a maybe, though. Yorda was so sheltered.
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"Unscrupulous? HA! What are you talking about?" he chuckled. "You think I'm one of those pervy shounen manga characters? The youth in the bathhouse peeping over the wall? HA! I'm the great hero Hamel! Besides," he added as an aside, "She's way too scrawny. Nothing but limbs, nothing appealing at all."
His expression turned serious again and he eyed the blonde woman with a smirk. "Three's a crowd, anyway."
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The glowing girl blinked rather owlishly at Hamel, the meaning of the musician's words completely flying over her head, and decided that she should simply let the two of them decide, especially as she didn't really understand what was going on.
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Because Yorda was the goal, and Hamel was an obstacle. Larxene would remove the obstacle, but given the circumstances, simply turning it aside would be fine for the moment.
I FAIL AGAIN
"All right, come along if you want," he finally said dismissively, "At least you've got a pair on you."
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"What is a pair?"
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She was, of course, just looking out for Yorda's best interests.
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"I am sorry if he is rude," the girl replied politely, "but I do not think that he is a bad person." Perhaps that would help to solve the matter.
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He seemed to be ignoring the blonde, but turned to eye her over his shoulder and see if she was following.
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Though trusting Yorda's judgment in anything more than lip service was of course a bad idea. The girl believed the lies Larxene was telling her, after all.
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Yorda smiled at Larxene, still allowing Hamel to pull her along. "I am glad, Cora."