thunder_banneret: (warrior and mage)
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[Grenseal makes his way along the outskirts of Budehuc, eyes and ears on the alert for anything suspicious. Until the troupe of gladiators from Falena showed up very little had happened aside from the occasional monster. So far the troupe had been rather well behaved, but still Grenseal kept his guard up. There could always be a bad seed in any traveling group, taking advantage of the rest.

As he passed the gladiator tents. He reflected it had been quite sometime since he had done a normal patrol. As co-commnader the only time he was on active duty was when he was with President Lepant and his family for official events. Most of time it was paperwork, dealing with his subordinates, and arguing out details with Alen. It was nice, he decided to be doing simple work like this again. Usually he had one of the dogs with him, but tonight the canines had been absent, probably chasing after the squirrel or bat that showed up occasionally.]

Date: 2014-09-08 08:40 am (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (bored)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
This is so damn boring.

[ He was following Grenseal kind of sluggishly, all his motions filled with lethargy. Nothing interesting happened on these patrols. There practically wasn't a point, and now they were worse, what with having to spend them with this stuck-up knight and all. ]

Date: 2014-09-08 08:48 am (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (sigh)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
Yeah, so I can give you a chance to dob me in? No thanks.

[ He takes a deep breath and then adds more vigor to his strides, catching up to Grenseal to walk beside the other man. ]

Date: 2014-09-08 03:07 pm (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (Default)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
Yeah, right...

I'll be on my best behaviour when somethin' worth it shows up. What am I gonna do, tire myself out lookin' at the scenery?

[ He waves at the greenery with skepticism. ]

Date: 2014-09-08 11:29 pm (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (conversational)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
And that's why I'll be nine-five percent bored and five percent armed and dangerous.

[ He's completely unconvinced. ]

Date: 2014-09-10 11:36 am (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (conversational)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
[ He rolls his eyes, putting on a rather posh accent for the next bit. ]

I'm Grenseal, I'm perfect and do exactly what people tell me.

Whatever.

Date: 2014-09-11 12:41 am (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (genuine)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
Please. No one told you not to apprehend a dirty pirate at that point. Let's face it, you wanna fight me now and you're just holding back 'cos you're on a little leash.

Date: 2014-09-11 01:13 pm (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (conversational)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
Oh, but I'll find it way more amusing when that time comes.

Loosen up, man. Heh, you're too easy.

Date: 2014-09-12 11:37 am (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (rhapsodia)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
[ He rolls his eyes again, getting bored of the little game he's created quite quickly. He decides to walk ahead of Grenseal, as if going faster will get this patrol done quicker. ]

So who used to babysit you?

Date: 2014-09-12 03:42 pm (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (Default)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
Right. So what poor sap was the other Co-Commander?

Date: 2014-09-12 04:03 pm (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (rhapsodia)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
[ Non-committal grunt as he turns to look at Grenseal's. ]

Was? What, did he die?

Date: 2014-09-12 06:19 pm (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (Default)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
[ He shrugs. ]

Fourteen years ain't so bad. Good luck getting your pal or whatever to believe you, though.

Date: 2014-09-13 03:17 am (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (Default)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
[ He feels weird sharing this with a non-Islander. ]

My best pal, [ he corrects, pointedly ] was some tall guy named Sigurd. Pirate, 'course.

Date: 2014-09-13 04:16 pm (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (sigh)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
Island Liberation War. Born IS 282.

My pal's dead, no doubt.

Date: 2014-09-13 04:52 pm (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (bored)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
Not like it was your fault, was it?

[ He shrugs it off, hiding his unease about the whole thing. ]

'sides, people have been showin' up here from everywhere. What's to say they won't pop up?

Date: 2014-09-14 06:27 am (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (Default)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
Huh.

[ He thinks about it briefly -- but the lack of yipping and yapping is answer enough. ]

Can't say I have. Maybe they're chasin' around that guy...

[ He doesn't remember the guy's name, but he remembers seeing the dogs being quite upset with him. He shrugs. ]

What, you're not worried, are ya?

Date: 2014-09-14 06:43 am (UTC)
fierce_marauder: (Default)
From: [personal profile] fierce_marauder
Huh. Sounds about right. They lead pretty exciting lives, y'know. More exciting than ours, anyway.

[ He keeps walking as he shrugs off the topic, but soon stops, head tilted as if listening for something. ]

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