ACE'S HEART

[dramatispersonae]

It starts with a fall: the ground under your feet opens up and swallows you into darkness. Nothing is visible except your own body, not even those of your fellow heart explorers. Nothing can be heard except the wind whistling past. Under that sound, however, is a deep, steady ticking that resonates around and through you.

The falling ends when you feel something wrench deep inside your chest, and you land on your feet somewhere else.

[OOC: Please join me in #heartdaysknight!]

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[hunting]

[Not letting go! But much more in Hunter mode.]

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[playfreebird]

[there is no way that's a good thing]

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[deadofknight]

Another Ace's voice sounds from the throne room. "As Your Majesty commands."

An Ace dressed in a stiffer, more formal-looking version of his usual clothes with his hair slicked back out of his eyes is approaching the doorway of the Right Sideroom, drawing his sword.

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[hunting]

[Gives conflicted look... But addresses Neji:]

Keep going. I'll keep him busy.

[Heads over to cut Ace off.]

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[deadofknight]

Formal Ace sighs as Zero approaches, sword fully drawn. "Really...? It's impossible, you know. Nothing can break the game."

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[hunting]

I'll prove you wrong, Ace.

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[deadofknight]

"Will you? She's laughing, you know. She finds this all so very amusing."

Indeed, Vivaldi seems to be popcorn.gif-ing the encounter from her throne.

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[playfreebird]

[will let Zero handle that and just work on undoing this mess of chains]

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[deadofknight]

The chains continue to loosen, but seem to just reveal more and more layers...

"The game...can't be weakened... But--there might be another way."

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[playfreebird]

That being?

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[deadofknight]

He pants harshly before continuing. "I need--strength. The fire..."

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[playfreebird]

The fire gives you strength?

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[deadofknight]

Shaking head again.

"That guy brings stuff sometimes, I don't know why, I can't even fucking eat... But now--"

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[playfreebird]

[considers this for a few seconds]

Fine. I'll try it.

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[deadofknight]

The fire is just embers now, but a metal cookpot still hangs over it. A battered looking plate and set of utensils lay nearby. Around the campfire is some bread and cheese loosely-wrapped in cloth, a thermos, and what looks like a roll of fresh bandages. A piece of paper that looks to have been torn out of a notebook is tucked into the bread-and-cheese bundle bears a hastily scrawled message: HELP YOURSELF!

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[playfreebird]

[yeah, burns the note ¬.¬]

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[hunting]

[Glaring in the direction.]

... What if she was out of picture?

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[deadofknight]

He smirks. "I don't think you want to try. You won't like the other one at all."

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[hunting]

The other one?

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[deadofknight]

"The other one. Did you really think this is all she has?"

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[hunting]

She can send what she wants. I'm not leaving everything like this.

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[deadofknight]

He watches you for a moment, then shrugs. "Suit yourself. Let's get started, shall we?"

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[hunting]

[Is half-listening to Neji's progress.]

You know I don't want to fight you.

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[deadofknight]

"You think I do? But an order's an order. Her Majesty asked for Sir Knight's assistance."

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[hunting]

Ignore her. Remember what I told you.