Lyn of Lorca. ( Lady Lyndis of Caelin ) (
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lycia2015-02-04 02:27 am
"You’ll be my master strategist"
| Lyn: Are you the enemy's tactician? ...Wait, what?! It can't be... Are you... No, that's impossible... I'm sorry. It's just...you remind me of someone very dear to me. A tactician, like you, who came to my aid time and again. This might seem like a silly question, but... Have you ever awoken in a strange place, uncertain of how you got there? Question: Have you ever awoken in a strange place? >Yes Lyn: I knew it! It happened three times to the man/woman I knew. This can't be pure coincidence. ...Unless, of course, all tacticians are known to collapse by the wayside. I am Lyn, of the Lorca tribe. Would you tell me more about yourself? Where were you born? Have you been to my world? ...What? You can't remember? Now I'm even more certain that you're the man/woman I know. Look at me carefully, and really try to think back. We met on the Sacae plains. We fought with Eliwood and the others... |


| The apprentice tactician, Mark, and the Lycian League... A strange company on an even stranger journey. Unbeknownst to Mark, their decisions would influence the course of history, becoming legend in another time... >Yes |
its 3AM make up your own prompts, man. blah blah lycian camp shenanigans or something.

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Oh shit, someone was unexpectedly turning the bend.]
Peace! [Probably one of the guards. Hands slightly placatingly in the air, clearly not going for a knife, clearly not a threat, don't make this an awkward fight scene if it's one of the stabbier people in the army, it's still gloomy enough that he can't quite tell who it is in the lack of light, and, more importantly, they definitely wouldn't be able to tell that it's him if he can't quite tell who it is.] It's only me.
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Serra yawns and though it isn't frigid, she can still see her breath so she draws her scarf closer around her. )
Oooh... This isn't fair. ( Clearly. ) If you're going to put me on night watch then they should wait until it's warmer.
Eek!
( She wason her way back to her tent when she started to round a corner the same time as-- )
Matthew! ( Her staff is clutched in both hands, slightly raised. What's stopping her from whacking Matthew right now? Oh, the fact that he's an ally. That's right. ) Honestly if you're going to watch me from afar the least you could do is not do it from the shadows!
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[It's ass o'clock, you'll wake people.
Seriously, of all the people, it was her. If it was Guy he could probably misdirect him, slip away, go report to Lord Hector and Mark, and then find his bedroll. Her? Tougher. An- wait.] And- cripes, why would I be watching you from the shadows?
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If you don't want people to make a scene then you shouldn't jump them in the dark like an assassin in the night--!
( Arms crossed, both to keep her warm and to show her complete and utter disapproval of Matthew at the moment. )
Ooh, I don't know! You were the one spying in the shadows after me so wouldn't you know? ( SIGH. ) Honestly, Matthew!