RP log ~ Mathiu
Mathiu has awoken in the infirmary after being attacked and robbed, but he has no idea who was responsible until he speaks with Cecile.
Cecile: *leaves her weapons outside the infirmary door and knocks lightly* ...Sir Mathiu?
Mathiu: *calls from within but he sounds much more tired than usual* Come in...
Cecile: Sir Mathiu, I came to see how you were faring. *spots him and gives a bow of greeting, the feather in her helmet flopping over her face*
Mathiu: *is sitting up in one of the clinic's cots writing in a notebook* Hello, Cecile. I'm doing all right, all things considered.
Cecile: I am relieved to hear so. I was worried about you, but you must feel much better now, right?
Mathiu: ...well, thanks to Flik and Hugo, yes...
Cecile: *blinks* Sir Flik and Sir Hugo...? Ah, but I hope you were comfortable when you woke up--Sir Colton promised you would be.
Mathiu: *sets his notebook aside and looks at her quizzically* I'm sorry, my head is not clear, but I don't think I'm following you...
Cecile: *nods, believing that Mathiu must have lost his prior memories relating to his state of zombie-ness* You see, I asked Sir Colton to reposition you so that when you awoke you would be more comfortable.
Mathiu: Colton? No...Colton wasn't here. *furrows his brow in thought* When awoke, it was Flik, Cray, Nina...and Nalleo...someone else, too, I think...*rubs his forehead* I can't remember.
Cecile: He must have left before you awoke--I'd imagine he did not want to waste any time, but at least you are okay. I was concerned his actions were irrational.
Mathiu: *motions to a chair* Please, sit, Cecile. It sounds as if you know what happened. Would you tell me?
Cecile: *blinks uncomprehendingly and sits* I do not understand--don't you know as well?
Mathiu: *shakes his head slightly, the blood from the wound still in his hair since it has not been washed* I don't know anything that happened, except when I woke up I was in this bed...
Cecile: *clasps her hands together on her lap* Well, that is because I asked Sir Colton to move you there so that you'd be more comfortable after taking that hit on the head. *nods*
Mathiu: What did Colton want? And...what hit me?
Cecile: Why, that parcel under your bed--although had I more time I would have left the place more orderly. I still do not see why Sir Colton smacked you though, but he seemed to think it was necessary.
Mathiu: *stares at her in disbelief* It was you. You were here. The child's voice I heard! But Cecile...what...parcel?
Cecile: *pales slightly* The parcel under your bed, Sir Mathiu. The one wrapped in paper; Sir Colton described it to me beforehand, and I am sure it was what he was looking for.
Mathiu: *his eyes close in thought or perhaps anguish* Oh, Cecile...you stole for Colton?
Cecile: *flushes and makes a frantic gesture with her hands* He told me it was not the same thing!! W-was it the wrong thing to do, if everyone stays safe?
Mathiu: *darkly* I detest people who prey upon the innocence of children. *he looks her in the eye* What did he tell you that you were taking?
Cecile: *takes a deep breath, unable to look away* He said it was something suspicious-looking and cursed, and that by taking it I would not be stealing but saving your life.
Mathiu: *sighs and rubs his forehead* How could it save my life?
Cecile: He told me you were still under a zombie curse, even though I thought you were well again, so by taking it you would recover. *bites her lip*
Mathiu: *reaches for Cecile's hand* Listen to me, Cecile. I was never a zombie. I might have been some very ugly things before I came to this castle, but I was never a zombie.
Cecile: *looks down at her hand and back up at his face* Truly? Regardless of the things Lady Nina, Sir Trishtan, and Sir Colton said?
Mathiu: *smiles at the girl* If I were a knight I would swear on my honor.
Cecile: *smiles faintly, then turns pale as a sheet* B-but....oh, Sir Mathiu, I must have done a terrible thing!!! *bursts into tears*
Mathiu: *sits up a little straighter and reaches for the girl to comfort her* It's not your fault, Cecile.
Cecile: But it is--!! I should have known that stealing is stealing, no matter what!!
Cecile: And your head--!! I suppose there was nothing-*sobs*-nothing good behind Sir Colton hitting you either.
Mathiu: *frowns sadly at the girl* Cecile, this is not your fault. Someone tricked you.
Cecile: Regardless, I have gone against my code of honor. Whatever it was Sir Colton stole, it must have been for a terrible reason, and I helped.
Mathiu: *sighs* Yes, well...you'll just have to be more diligent in the future when someone asks for you help. My head will heal. I'll be back to normal in a day or so.
Cecile: But what of the item that was sto--taken? If you wish, I promise to steal it back for you...even though two wrongs do not make a right.
Mathiu: Cecile, no. *looks her in the eye* Do not mix yourself up with Colton. I'm sure I know what he took. It is certainly not worth your life.
Cecile: I am not afraid of him, and I cannot forgive him nor myself for doing this to you. As commander of the guards I think it is my duty to do something about it!!
Mathiu: *with about as much force in his voice as he can muster* No, Cecile.
Cecile: ....But....but why?
Mathiu: *frowns as he finds a way to explain that wouldn't damage the young commander's ego* We must report this, but Colton must be up to something. It would be much more prudent to just keep an eye on him and see what he is planning.
Cecile: *nods* That makes sense, and that way I can figure out just how to act first instead of making mistakes. *looks down at her hands again*
Mathiu: It's all right, Cecile. *smiles at her* I forgive you, but I'm going to ask you to relay all of this to Master Thomas.
Cecile: *pales again, but nods* I...you are right; he must know.
Mathiu: *nods and reaches for his notebook*
Cecile: In the meantime, do you think it would be wise for me to patrol more extensively in the areas Sir Colton frequents? He probably does not know I have spoken to you yet.
Mathiu: *smiles at her* That would probably be a good idea, but be careful.
Cecile: Of course. *nods and rises from her seat* It might even work out in my advantage if Sir Colton does not know I am no longer oblivious.
Mathiu: *nods* I agree. Just Cecile...be more careful who you listen to you in the future.
Cecile: I will be more careful....next time the consequences could be worse.
Mathiu: *nods slowly*
Cecile: Is there anything else I can do to make it up to you, Sir Mathiu?
Mathiu: *considers a moment* I'm sure Hugo...could use some help in putting the place back in order.
Cecile: If that is what needs to be done, then I promise to do the best I can, especially since I was the one who messed it up to begin with.
Mathiu: *smiles* Thank you, Cecile. You are a very responsible and honest young lady.
Cecile: *bows her head slightly in shame* I do not deserve your flattery, Sir Mathiu, until when everything has been solved and I truly deserve it.
Mathiu: We all make mistakes, Cecile. ^_^
Cecile: I will correct this, I am sure~!! *salutes* Please take care of yourself until then, Sir Mathiu. And I am sorry.
Mathiu: *begins writing in his notebook* Thank you, Cecile. Be well.
Cecile: *smiles faintly and turns to leave, opening the door quietly as she exits*
Cecile: *leaves her weapons outside the infirmary door and knocks lightly* ...Sir Mathiu?
Mathiu: *calls from within but he sounds much more tired than usual* Come in...
Cecile: Sir Mathiu, I came to see how you were faring. *spots him and gives a bow of greeting, the feather in her helmet flopping over her face*
Mathiu: *is sitting up in one of the clinic's cots writing in a notebook* Hello, Cecile. I'm doing all right, all things considered.
Cecile: I am relieved to hear so. I was worried about you, but you must feel much better now, right?
Mathiu: ...well, thanks to Flik and Hugo, yes...
Cecile: *blinks* Sir Flik and Sir Hugo...? Ah, but I hope you were comfortable when you woke up--Sir Colton promised you would be.
Mathiu: *sets his notebook aside and looks at her quizzically* I'm sorry, my head is not clear, but I don't think I'm following you...
Cecile: *nods, believing that Mathiu must have lost his prior memories relating to his state of zombie-ness* You see, I asked Sir Colton to reposition you so that when you awoke you would be more comfortable.
Mathiu: Colton? No...Colton wasn't here. *furrows his brow in thought* When awoke, it was Flik, Cray, Nina...and Nalleo...someone else, too, I think...*rubs his forehead* I can't remember.
Cecile: He must have left before you awoke--I'd imagine he did not want to waste any time, but at least you are okay. I was concerned his actions were irrational.
Mathiu: *motions to a chair* Please, sit, Cecile. It sounds as if you know what happened. Would you tell me?
Cecile: *blinks uncomprehendingly and sits* I do not understand--don't you know as well?
Mathiu: *shakes his head slightly, the blood from the wound still in his hair since it has not been washed* I don't know anything that happened, except when I woke up I was in this bed...
Cecile: *clasps her hands together on her lap* Well, that is because I asked Sir Colton to move you there so that you'd be more comfortable after taking that hit on the head. *nods*
Mathiu: What did Colton want? And...what hit me?
Cecile: Why, that parcel under your bed--although had I more time I would have left the place more orderly. I still do not see why Sir Colton smacked you though, but he seemed to think it was necessary.
Mathiu: *stares at her in disbelief* It was you. You were here. The child's voice I heard! But Cecile...what...parcel?
Cecile: *pales slightly* The parcel under your bed, Sir Mathiu. The one wrapped in paper; Sir Colton described it to me beforehand, and I am sure it was what he was looking for.
Mathiu: *his eyes close in thought or perhaps anguish* Oh, Cecile...you stole for Colton?
Cecile: *flushes and makes a frantic gesture with her hands* He told me it was not the same thing!! W-was it the wrong thing to do, if everyone stays safe?
Mathiu: *darkly* I detest people who prey upon the innocence of children. *he looks her in the eye* What did he tell you that you were taking?
Cecile: *takes a deep breath, unable to look away* He said it was something suspicious-looking and cursed, and that by taking it I would not be stealing but saving your life.
Mathiu: *sighs and rubs his forehead* How could it save my life?
Cecile: He told me you were still under a zombie curse, even though I thought you were well again, so by taking it you would recover. *bites her lip*
Mathiu: *reaches for Cecile's hand* Listen to me, Cecile. I was never a zombie. I might have been some very ugly things before I came to this castle, but I was never a zombie.
Cecile: *looks down at her hand and back up at his face* Truly? Regardless of the things Lady Nina, Sir Trishtan, and Sir Colton said?
Mathiu: *smiles at the girl* If I were a knight I would swear on my honor.
Cecile: *smiles faintly, then turns pale as a sheet* B-but....oh, Sir Mathiu, I must have done a terrible thing!!! *bursts into tears*
Mathiu: *sits up a little straighter and reaches for the girl to comfort her* It's not your fault, Cecile.
Cecile: But it is--!! I should have known that stealing is stealing, no matter what!!
Cecile: And your head--!! I suppose there was nothing-*sobs*-nothing good behind Sir Colton hitting you either.
Mathiu: *frowns sadly at the girl* Cecile, this is not your fault. Someone tricked you.
Cecile: Regardless, I have gone against my code of honor. Whatever it was Sir Colton stole, it must have been for a terrible reason, and I helped.
Mathiu: *sighs* Yes, well...you'll just have to be more diligent in the future when someone asks for you help. My head will heal. I'll be back to normal in a day or so.
Cecile: But what of the item that was sto--taken? If you wish, I promise to steal it back for you...even though two wrongs do not make a right.
Mathiu: Cecile, no. *looks her in the eye* Do not mix yourself up with Colton. I'm sure I know what he took. It is certainly not worth your life.
Cecile: I am not afraid of him, and I cannot forgive him nor myself for doing this to you. As commander of the guards I think it is my duty to do something about it!!
Mathiu: *with about as much force in his voice as he can muster* No, Cecile.
Cecile: ....But....but why?
Mathiu: *frowns as he finds a way to explain that wouldn't damage the young commander's ego* We must report this, but Colton must be up to something. It would be much more prudent to just keep an eye on him and see what he is planning.
Cecile: *nods* That makes sense, and that way I can figure out just how to act first instead of making mistakes. *looks down at her hands again*
Mathiu: It's all right, Cecile. *smiles at her* I forgive you, but I'm going to ask you to relay all of this to Master Thomas.
Cecile: *pales again, but nods* I...you are right; he must know.
Mathiu: *nods and reaches for his notebook*
Cecile: In the meantime, do you think it would be wise for me to patrol more extensively in the areas Sir Colton frequents? He probably does not know I have spoken to you yet.
Mathiu: *smiles at her* That would probably be a good idea, but be careful.
Cecile: Of course. *nods and rises from her seat* It might even work out in my advantage if Sir Colton does not know I am no longer oblivious.
Mathiu: *nods* I agree. Just Cecile...be more careful who you listen to you in the future.
Cecile: I will be more careful....next time the consequences could be worse.
Mathiu: *nods slowly*
Cecile: Is there anything else I can do to make it up to you, Sir Mathiu?
Mathiu: *considers a moment* I'm sure Hugo...could use some help in putting the place back in order.
Cecile: If that is what needs to be done, then I promise to do the best I can, especially since I was the one who messed it up to begin with.
Mathiu: *smiles* Thank you, Cecile. You are a very responsible and honest young lady.
Cecile: *bows her head slightly in shame* I do not deserve your flattery, Sir Mathiu, until when everything has been solved and I truly deserve it.
Mathiu: We all make mistakes, Cecile. ^_^
Cecile: I will correct this, I am sure~!! *salutes* Please take care of yourself until then, Sir Mathiu. And I am sorry.
Mathiu: *begins writing in his notebook* Thank you, Cecile. Be well.
Cecile: *smiles faintly and turns to leave, opening the door quietly as she exits*