sun's up, we wait all day ( semi-closed. )

[flugels]

Who: lancelot (flugels) & event partners
What: new in town
When: duration of intro event
Where: flona cove & the city
Warning(s): tomfoolery in cupid's pool under vane's thread... sad.

[ these are for closed starters so i don't flood the event log! feel free to pm me or hit me up on plurk (coldwars) if you'd like one of your own, or wildcard me. just give me a heads up first! ]

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[strictdiscipline]

love me, lynne :pepesad:

loves you.

[flugels]

[ the fighting is over, thank astrals above.

lancelot had stumbled upon the fight club; while he is always open to the idea of a fair duel, there was something far savage about the scene he saw before him. it was more primitive than anything he witnessed back in his own kingdom...

but when it's all said and done, it's a great cause for concern seeing a few people who were knocked out cold, with no one to care of them. one in particular has lancelot rushing over their side to help, and he looks around, desperately seeking assistance. perhaps that's where he makes eye contact with the blond woman. ]

Excuse me-- will you lend me a hand?

:pepesa:

[strictdiscipline]

[ It's times such as these that baser human instinct tends to kick in, the drive to fight and survive outclassing any other emotion. Unfortunate, really, given the resulting outcomes: injuries of various severity and wounded pride, to name a few.

She notes them all with sorrow, which is why she's quick to respond when the man nearby her flags her down. ]

Of course. What do you need?

[ She doesn't have much on her, but surely they have first aid supplies around here somewhere. ]

[flugels]

This man was knocked out during the brawl... and they're simply leaving him here.

[ he doesn't understand how such a thing can be allowed. lancelot tries to keep his mind open when it comes to other lands and customs, but this... he can't endorse such cruelty for the sake of another's entertainment! ]

We should move him somewhere safe. There's much traffic here still.

[ and he can't do this alone because he's a twink... it should be fine with the woman's help, though?! ]

[strictdiscipline]

[ A twink….why couldn't he have taken more like his daddy Siegfried? Or is Sieg also a twink underneath all that armor?

Regardless, she's quick to move over to his side, hands outstretched as she does her best to shift some of the prone man's weight onto her own frame. ]

I'm not surprised, given the nature of this place.

[ And while she anticipates that most who come here are familiar with the ways of the sparring ring, there are always a few fresh faces who get more than they bargain for. Even with the both of them, progress is slow as they wind their way through the crowd. ]

Careful—

[ There's a guy about to stumble into them from the left. ]

[flugels]

[ puberty wasn't kind to him... even after twenty-seven years, he's still waiting for his growth spurt. and considering the fact that siegfried never takes off his armor, who really knows what's beneath all that metal. ]

I suppose some things never change no matter where we are, huh?

[ it upsets him to a degree, but he can't say he's too surprised to see this happening here as well. he holds the man up from her opposite side, and the task is only made easier with her help. her warning is appreciated, and he shoots her look, gesturing to move to the left. perhaps it was too abrupt, and the knock-out man's dead weight shifts over to her side...

recognizing this, his arms shifts from the man's shoulder to her waist, holding her close. ]

Ah, sorry— [ once they find their balance, he motions over to the bench. ]

We should bring him there for now.