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(GS3) Home Field: Espoir Mansion

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Jello:
Haruka finds himself awaking to the sound of dishes rustling around. "Must be a maid.. or something." He sits up, bedhead x10, clothes very disheveled. "I could really use-" Just as Haruka was expressing his desire for another cup of coffee, the butler who made it the first time strolls in to the room with a cup, smiling.

"Here you are, sir." Haruka smiling like a giddy child takes the coffee and thanks him again. "Oh, by the way, you can call me Haruka! Sir is a bit too formal for me." The butler tilts his head, and then smiles once more. "Haruka, is it? Yes, okay then. Haruka." The butler repeats his name a couple of times. To which he then bows, and disappears out of the room. Haruka looks around the room noticing something is missing. Or in this case, somebody.

"Yukino?" Haruka searches about the room, finding a note taped to the door. He sits on the bed next to the still sleeping Satoshi. "Hey, you, wake up. Dude, get uuuuuppp." Bugging him to wake up like a child waking up their parents on Christmas, he finally manages to wake the sleeping farm boy. "Yukino went over to Card Capital. We should probably get over there, huh?" Haruka nods over to the still groggy boy, making sure he's understanding, despite being half asleep.

"Yeah, Card Capital. Let me get dressed then..." Satoshi walks over and takes off the cover he was wearing, revealing his shirtless body.

"Damn." Was the only response Haruka could come up with upon the sun's glow shining around the outline of Satoshi. He was extremely well built, from the waist up, and the calves down. No doubt he has quadriceps of steel, too. Satoshi looked over, still too tired to comprehend the situation. "Ehehe, it's nothing." Haruka was definitely not going to be able to face Satoshi ever again if he stares at this Adonis any longer.

Satoshi puts on the itchy shirt he was provided last night, and Haruka retrieves his sweater which the maids had washed the blood out of. "Thank you all, so much." He nods, finishing his coffee and putting the sweater back on. as he and Satoshi head out from the Espoir Estate. He looks at the letter again.

I's dotted with hearts. Cute.

"Alright, let's go dude. Don't wanna keep Her Majesty waiting." Haruka starts his mini dash to the inner city, Satoshi close on his heels.

Beryl:
Satoshi marched his way up the long pathway to the Espoir Mansion. Along the way, Seph had told him about the Rift and its purpose in the war, making decisive moves against the balance of Cray in favor of throwing it into some kind of chaos. He learned that the person who was given the power to cause this change was the man with blonde hair he met the first day he was in the city, apparently named Jellal Kisaragi. Bastard. His disdain for discovering Satoshi's friendship with Neo Nectar was frustrating and infuriating. How could a man like that be given the power to change the tide of war?

Jellal -10 AP

He reached the steps and walked up them. His thought process for being here wasn't just to make sure Yukino and Hana were alright. No, those thoughts had settled in on the way other; the pain the queen must've felt to lose touch with her beloved Royal Paladins, the crushing blow that her younger sister experienced so soon after Pacifica's crowning...these losses were not to be trifled with to any exent.

His purpose here was different. The Espoir girls played a huge part in Cray's current war...but what's to say that their parents weren't involved in it as well? The huge lion of a man, Mr. Espoir, with his brute strength and yet clear wisdom and intellect...there's no way he wasn't familiar with what was going on, or felt what all of the supposed champions of Cray felt all around the world. This was not an easy loss. In fact, today, unlike two nights ago, Satoshi believed Mr. Espoir would not consider him a threat to his daughter, but instead a partner in fixing what the Rift had wrought upon the Earth.

He reached to ring the doorbell, but a sudden spike in anger, realizing that his leaving early from Card Capital could've helped play some sort of role in preventing this, changed his decision-making process to banging on the double doors, and backing away to shout at the balcony window, left open for a bit of a breeze.

"I NEED AN AUDIENCE WITH MR. ESPOIR!" he shouted up. "IT'S ABOUT HIS DAUGHTERS!"

Cherry:
Christ, the country bumpkin was back. Natural disdain arose in the hearts of the servants, how dare he show no class? He was just another peasant who worked for the benefit of the rich anyway. Father Espoir didn't care for their irate gazes, and came down to answer the door himself. As if he knew precisely why Satoshi was here. Opening it, the enormous man of power gazed down at his guest, but it was not a threatening glare. It was a calm glance, ready to hear the boy out.

"Come inside", wasting no time, Satoshi was invited through the gate.

Beryl:
Satoshi walked through and stared briefly at the behemoth of a man who let him in. The look in his eyes...he did know. Or, at least, if he didn't, he knew something and could maybe help determine what the next course of action was. That was his hope.

Upon being let in, Satoshi sighed, calming himself a bit. If the lion was so willing to let what should be his prey into his den, then there was no reason to be so agitated. He bowed to the servants he met inside. "Apologies for the rude awakening, something happened on short notice." The servant who lent him clothes bowed back and directed him to a meeting room, with two comfortable chairs sitting in front of a huge desk and a huge, revolvable, leather office chair. <This must be his office...> he thought as he seated himself juxtaposed to the giant chair.

What he didn't notice was that Seph had decided to materialize himself in the other seat.

Hope:
The servants were scattering and running around the house, all the while also constantly knocking on her door. They asked her what she needed, but there was no answer. She wasn't giving them a cold shoulder or any harsh words, no, anger wasn't being taken out on them, the servants understood that... that's why they were trying so hard. Hana wasn't ignoring them, she heard the maids and butlers knocking on her door, asking her if she needed anything, fetching her whatever she required. At first she tried to answer them, her mouth would open, she would suppress her tears. But before a single sound could come out, she would choke, and she would begin to feel her sadness and would become mute due to her state.

This was who Hana was, frail and insecure, unable to handle such intense emotions. She naturally has a large amount of stage freight, is very sensitive.. very frail... and is scared of many things. This is where Bermuda Triangle would console her, before she reached this point. The very fact that this sadness was due to their absence pit her deeper into the feeling of loneliness.

On Cray she could hear the Royal Paladin Knights, they were training outside. The sound of clashing swords, their roars vigorous yet at the same time feeling hollow. They were also afraid, they too needed someone with them. "Yukino... where are you.." Hana thought to herself. After each clash of blades, after each metallic sound, there would be a large thud on the ground, only for the noise of practice to continue once more.

"We must fight for the princess! We cannot let this happen again!" Blaster Blade commanded the rest of the knights, his breath almost exhausted, he was probably pushing himself the hardest, taking in the most blame.

That is, until the next knight entered the grounds, someone who for the longest time was beyond the title of "Knight."

"Ahmes, I'll be your next sparring partner... this'll be just like we used to back then." He let out a proud grin, hiding his regret and, hiding his feelings regarding his own weakness. He released his sword, an got into his stance, prepared to battle his close comrade.

The other knights looked upon the scene, dumbfounded. At the same time, they felt admiration, and cheered. Hana heard their happiness and increasing morale, a soothing a warm feeling of comfort coming onto her as a result.. it was strange. After the Knights had finished their training, Hana was still in a similar, feeling only a little better. On the other hand, the holy knights had found a new strength through the sight of their King as if he was in his younger days... the knight whom they loved and adored.

Alfred was the first to speak to her. She appeared on Cray yet again, with Alfred in front of her.
"As a king, I've failed to command my knights and my people effectively, I've failed to save my allies... the honor of such a title... the title of king does not suit me until I regain the trust of the Chosen Sword as well as that of the Princess of Cray. I will not stand above my comrades in status, and I will fight alongside them until I see that my own honor is regained... and that all is well again. "

He bowed down to the princess, donning his old attire from his younger days. His armor was slightly rusted, and his cape was torn from many battles. On his knees, was the king of all knights, he had humbled himself in order to regain his honor as well as the honor of his own comrades. He began to speak again.

"Behold and see the king as he once was, in his younger days, as he blazed a trail with his Knights. Alfred Early!"

With that, Hana let out a faint smile, which eventually turned into a giggle, then into a laugh.

"Alfred, you're so cheesy..."

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