[ LOG ] - Infirmary - Luca, Cecile, Belcoot
Cecile: *Walking through the halls during the late hours of the evening, actually without her armor for once--her sole mission is to visit Belcoot, and she figures that wearing her armor would probably be more intimidating*
Cecile: Sir Belcoot? *peeks around the infirmary door*
Belcoot: *he's sitting awake in the infirmary, having gotten enough rest to last him a week, really -- upon hearing Cecile's voice, he looks up from his arm's wounds* Miss Cecile?
Cecile: Oh!!! You're awake!!! I didn't think you would be, seeing it's so late--*flusters over to him* I heard you were injured!!!! I brought bandages!!!! XO
Belcoot: Ah, thank you -- I'm alright now, though. I've been in the infirmary for almost two days. *he pushes himself to sit up, smiling at the young girl*
Cecile: Two days??? That's so long... But I have to admire you--*sheepish grin* Were it me, I'd have tried to escape out the window on the first day.
Belcoot: I would've tried to escape if I could've, but unfortunately, I couldn't move. *chuckles* What brings you here, Miss Cecile?
Cecile: I-I heard you were hurt!! And to be honest, I've just been so anxious about Master Thomas's disappearance that I'm afraid I've been paying less attention to the rest of the castle... that's very selfish of me.
Belcoot: Believe me, that isn't selfish at all -- you need moments to deal with your own problems and emotions too, after all. *he shakes his head for a second, glancing at Shoon's fruit basket* Would you like something to eat while you're here?
Cecile: B-but Sir Belcoot!!!!! If you don't eat your fruit, you'll get scurvy and your hair will fall out, and your hair is so lovely...!!!!!
Belcoot: ... ... ... *runs his uninjured hand through his hair very awkwardly, still smiling* I won't get any such thing, Cecile, please don't worry. Feel free to have some.
Cecile: *looks over the basket, then asks in a sheepish little voice* ....Are there any oranges?
Luca: *slams open the infirmary door, dragging his sword along the ground*
Cecile: *jumps and spins around* L-Luca?? *falls into scold!mode* How dare you be so noisy in the infirmary!!
Belcoot: *caught by surprise, he quickly reaches for his sword, leaning against the wall next to his bed* Luca!?
Luca: *looks around the room, and raises his sword up* What the hell? I didn't expect to see you in here, Cecile!!!!!!!
Cecile: I didn't expect to see YOU here--the last time I saw you in the infirmary, I was the patient! For your information, I am visiting an injured castle resident!!!
Luca: That bastard attacked me. Why ain't you visiting ME instead?!!!!!!
Belcoot: *he narrows his eyes, watching the two* Luca, what do you want here?
Cecile: Because YOU have been extremely rude to me and the rest of the castle! And besides, I have not seen you once in weeks! How was I supposed to know if you were injured?!
Luca: Same reason you wanted to see me at my room. *walks over to Belcoot - sword still in his hand*
Belcoot: *he forces himself out of the bed now, finding himself very awkward on his feet as he picks up his sword clumsily with his injured hand, the thing still sheathed* To talk?
Cecile: S-Sir Belcoot, you're hurt!!! *flails and tries to get him to lie down again*
Belcoot: *blinks, trying to wave Cecile away* I-it's fine.
Luca: To talk? Stupid. I don't care for words anymore. *swings his sword over in Belcoots direction - obviously missing, but to make a point*
Belcoot: *he stands his ground unflinchingly, though he can't deny that that startled him* A fight, then? You think you can finish the job? *shaking his head a little, he draws his sword, forcing himself to hold it up before him*
Cecile: *turns to Luca* If you have any honor whatsoever, then you'll sheathe your sword--this is an infirmary, Luca!!! We didn't point weapons at you when you were injured by Sir Fred!
Luca: Ain't that what you're interested in? You came to my room for that same exact reason. *starts to walk towards Belcoot, but stops once Cecile interrupts* This MAGGOT attacked me in my own room. Called me a liar and a traitor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cecile: Then instead of looking to skewer him, perhaps talk and find OUT why he called you that!!!!!! *points an angry finger*
Belcoot: I came to speak -- you made the first move, I recall. *he stares at Luca blankly, still holding his ground, injured arm shaking a little under the stress*
Luca: Tch. You're aiding that brat, Roy. You'd better admit it and fess up where that little runt Thomas is!!!!!
Belcoot: Roy is innocent, and the fact that you're so adamant on thinking differently is suspicious enough.
Cecile: *looks over to Luca* Luca... you HATE Master Thomas... why are you trying so hard to find him....? *half confused, half appreciative*
Luca: I saw 'em with my own two eyes, helping Yuber escape!!!!!!
Luca: And 'sides, Thomas is this dumps leader. We need him.
Cecile: Don't call Budehuc a dump!!!!!!!
Belcoot: This talk is pointless! *he's starting to look annoyed again, though he tries to keep his cool*
Cecile: If you knew this, why didn't you tell me??? Luca, I am the commander of the guards!!!!
Luca: Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Belcoot: You believe him, Cecile?
Cecile: DON'T YOU TELL ME TO SHUT UP, MISTER.
Luca: You ain't accusing me of kidnapping him, are you?! Tch. You're just like the rest of them.
Cecile: If he had any news of Master Thomas, rumor or not, I want to hear!
Belcoot: I respect that. *he falls silent, still ready for a fight more than anything*
Luca: I told you, Roy helped Yuber escape, and Belcoot here is his pathetic partner.
Cecile: That does not pardon you at all, Luca, from stomping into the infirmary like this!!! And I'm still mad at you for your behavior at the play!!!!!!
Cecile: You forget that I am the commander of the guards, and I set out punishment, not you!
Belcoot: *he can only glare at Luca, but he doesn't dare speak, letting Cecile have her turn*
Luca: THEN ARREST THIS MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cecile: *stands right up to Luca, fearless even without her armor, and points a finger right at his armor-clad chest* I should arrest YOU for disturbing the public peace!
Luca: Tch. You ain't going to arrest me. I'm all you've got. *stands up against her as well, refusing to show any signs of fear or hesitation*
Cecile: That is where you are wrong--I have almost half the castle ready and willing to aid me, and they're a lot more cooperative than you! *stands up a bit on her toes to assert herself and make herself taller*
Luca: What the hell? So you're just like the rest of them, accusing me?!!!!!! I thought you were better than this, Cecile!!!!!!! I thought you were different!!!!!!!!
Cecile: I'm not accusing you of anything, except being stubborn, hard-headed, closed-minded, and difficult!!!! The same things I've been telling you! *takes a jab at his armor again with her index finger, furrowing her brow*
Luca: Then, if you have any respect for me left, Cecile, you will arrest this man. He attacked me, a guard, infront of my own room!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cecile: I will not arrest ANYONE until they are proven guilty!!! And YOU, Luca, are VERY guilty of disturbing the peace in this infirmary! *she is guilty now too though ;;; *
Cecile: *turns to Belcoot* Sir Belcoot, did you knock or break and enter Luca's room?
Belcoot: *he's standing there at a loss, but he at least decides to lower his sword now* I knocked. I was looking for conversation, not a fight.
Cecile: *turns back to Luca* You cannot get angry with a man who knocked on your door for a talk, Luca--and YOU'RE doing a lot of accusing too--if you want me to arrest people based on accusation, then I'd have to take you too!
Luca: He's lying to you!!!! That man knocked on my door, threatened and accused me of everything, and tried to kill me. LOOK AT MY WOUNDS, LOOK AT WHAT THIS MAGGOT DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *of course he's wearing his armor, so he can only really show her his arm*
Cecile: *looks down at Luca's arm, then over to Belcoot* And how do you suppose Sir Belcoot got injured? By falling down the stairs?
Belcoot: I'm sure being in the infirmary for the past two days means nothing for my injuries, hm? *he doesn't show off any injuries, but glares dangerously*
Cecile: If this is some competition to see who has the worst boo-boos, I can assure you that I don't play favorites! *scolds Luca again* You two need to sit down at talk like men, not spear each other like animals!!!!!
Luca: I ain't going to talk to this maggot. He doesn't deserve my attention.
Belcoot: This is a joke. I may as well be talking to a wall.
Cecile: He obviously deserved the attention of your SWORD! *puts her hands on her hips and scowls at him* I swear, Luca, this is strike two--one more and I will not have you guard with me ever again!!!!!
Luca: *attempts to slap Cecile* DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THAT THOMAS IS MISSING, AND THAT ROY IS BEHIND EVERTHING?!!!!!!
Cecile: *startlingly fast reflexes and grabs his hand by the wrist before it can even touch her, her voice dangerously low* Master Thomas means as much to me as Budehuc itself--I think the one who does not understand is you, Luca.
Luca: You're showing your weak side, Cecile. You're going to lose Budehuc and that little runt you love. *his voice just as low and serious*
Belcoot: *he's unable to maintain his silence after seeing what almost happened -- he frowns* Luca, I'm going to ask that you stop assaulting Miss Cecile.
Cecile: I'll never lose either of them, so long as I can breathe and protect everyone. *tightens her grip on his wrist without realizing it*
Luca: You already lost Thomas. Budehuc is next unless you do something NOW!!!!!!!!! *stomps his foot*
Cecile: *drops his wrist disgustedly, her face flushing angrily* Thomas is out there and alive, and he'll be back here where he belongs!!!
Cecile: I'm doing more than you've done in the whole month trying to find him, so what do you care anyways!?!??
Luca: You ain't ever going to find that runt.
Cecile: I'll find him if it's the last thing I do!!!!!! You don't even care anyways--you've never cared what happens to him, so why do you care now?!?! You're so SELFISH!!!
Luca: *attempts to slap her once more, seeing as how she let go of his hand*
Cecile: *is actually hit this time and falls back several steps, stunned and silent*
Belcoot: *he's not going to stand by and let this continue, and out of nowhere he moves towards Luca, trying to step inbetween him and Cecile*
Luca: What's that, pig?!!!! You want me to finish the job, MAGGOT?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!! *talking to Belcoot, of course*
Cecile: *still stunned and silent, brushing her thumb over the red spot on her cheek that's forming*
Belcoot: You just hit a young girl -- have you no honour? *he's still holding onto his sword*
Luca: Don't give me that crap, boy. Honor? Thomas is missing, there ain't no honor in that.
Belcoot: Yes, I suppose I shouldn't speak of honour to a man like you -- running around and accusing citizens of crimes they did not commit, just to have a role. Where's the honour in that?
Luca: You should be asking yourself that, CRIMINAL.
Cecile: *breaks out of her trance and runs at Luca full-force and crying, beating her fists against his breastplate* I HATE you, I HATE you, I HATE YOU I HATE YOU--I'll FIND him and you'll take back EVERY WORD YOU SAID--!!!!!!!!
Belcoot: Starting the baseless accusations again, are we-- *turns around, startled at Cecile*
Luca: *grabs her by the shoulders and pushes her away from him* Tch. You can start by arresting this maggot. Interrogate him and find out where Roy is, and we'll find your runt.
Cecile: *stumbles back, but she's in berserk mode and flies back in, enraged* You won't touch Sir Belcoot--I swear!!! You have to get through me first!!!! Would you defy your captain!??!
Belcoot: Cecile, I don't need you to -- *he isn't sure what to say, since there's obviously something deeper between these two*
Luca: *shrugs, but tries to keep a barrier between himself and her* You'll never find your maggot of a boyfriend then.
Cecile: *grabs him by the arm furiously flushed red* Don't you DARE call him that--Master Thomas is the master of all Budehuc--you're working UNDER him. If you harm him or Sir Belcoot you have to pass through me.
Luca: Little too late for me to harm him. That maggot got himself kidnapped.
Cecile: *turns an even angrier red, the mark on her face from where he slapped her even darker red* And just where were you when you saw this kidnapping happen...?
Luca: Patrolling. What the hell does it matter?
Cecile: Where were you patrolling? *dangerously dark tone of voice, sadly forgetting Belcoot is there ;; *
Luca: The fountain area.
Cecile: Why would they have left out the front door, with Master Thomas's room in the back of the mansion? *angry scowl* And the fountain is a wide-open area! Why didn't you stop them if you saw them!?
Luca: Didn't seem 'em kidnap Thomas! I only say Roy aid Yuber in escaping the prison.
Cecile: The prison is in the second sublevel, Luca--there's a door RIGHT THERE that leads to the BACK of the castle--there's no way you'd see them out front if they went out that door--
Cecile: --and it makes no sense for them to climb three flights of stairs to go out front!
Luca: Are you calling me a liar as well? Do you not believe in your own guards these days?!!!!!
Cecile: ...No guard of mine would strike me. *says in a darkly low and angry voice*
Luca: Ain't you going to step up and say something, Bellflower?
Belcoot: I think you're digging yourself a nice hole without my help, but despite that, I want you to get out of here, now.
Luca: You don't own the infirmary. I'll be doing the ordering around here!!!!!
Cecile: *suddenly snaps and attempts to slap him in return*
Luca: *holding his blade in hand, he retaliates before she slaps him by swinging it over towards Cecile's arm*
Cecile: *is hit back by the blunt side of his sword, her balance completely thrown off by the blow, and stumbles back into a table, her hair in her face*
Luca: Look what you gone and made me do.
Belcoot: *not hesitating this time, he makes a swipe at Luca with his sword, suddenly unable to keep his cool*
Cecile: *falls apart, her spirit broken, and pulls her knees up against her chest, crying silently even though her hair covers her face*
Luca: You're flinching, boy!!!!!! I can see how much pain you're in!!!! *raises his wounded arm up to take the blow, Belcoots sword slowly cutting into his armor, while thrusting his own blade at him*
Belcoot: *it takes him a lot to do this, but he throws himself to a side, dodging the attack, having expected something like that from their last encounter -- he pulls his sword back and away, aiming a well-placed kick at Luca's torso*
Cecile: *can't bear seeing Belcoot getting hurt again and flies in between them, completely in whatever berserker mode her War Horse rune triggers when she's without any form of armor or weapon* Stop this right now!!!!!!!
Luca: *was about to swing his sword down again, but stops mid-way and sheaths it* Tch. Whatever. I didn't want to kill this man, anyway. He ain't worth my time if we can't interrogate him!!!!
Cecile: *practically collapses with relief when she sees him withdraw*
Belcoot: *he still holds his sword up defensively, and watches Luca withdraw* ...
Cecile: Clearly it seems that Sir Belcoot has done no wrong, and only sought out to discuss with you earlier--he doesn't need to be interrogated.
Cecile: If... if you promise not to terrorize him or threaten him again, I won't dismiss you straightaway from the guards.
Luca: You'd be making a big mistake if you did.
Cecile: *rubs the sore spot on her cheek without even thinking and looks at him* And why is that..?
Luca: You'll see.
Luca: You'd better keep an eye on these maggots.
Cecile: ... One more step out of line, Luca, and you WILL be dismissed. You never, EVER discipline another member of the castle without clearing it by me first. You had best remember that. *surge of angry courage*
Luca: You'd better wash that face of yours up. I can see it starting to swell.
Cecile: *grimaces and gives him the dirtiest glare she's ever cast his way, completely devoid of any positive feeling*
Cecile: *ignores it completely* My face is perfectly fine. I suggest you go and return to your duties instead of wasting my time.
Luca: *mutters so low that neither of the two can hear him* tch... I should just kill that runt while I still can.
Cecile: *turns her back to Luca before his interlude, entirely ignoring him, and fusses over Belcoot* Sir Belcoot!! Are you harmed??? Are you okay??? Are you bleeding???
Belcoot: *shakes his head quickly* I'm fine, Cecile -- it's you I'm worried about. Are you alright? *he doesn't know that he's reopened his wounds with that small bit of action, since he doesn't feel any pain yet*
Cecile: *her tone sounds as though nothing happened* I'm perfectly fine, don't worry about me--!!! *looks him over worriedly*
Belcoot: You need some ice for that. *he glances up at Luca cautiously, but tries to pretend he's not there, just like Cecile is. He very gently reaches to touch the mark on Cecile's cheek with his thumb*
Luca: Maggots. All of you.
Cecile: *immediately draws away out of reflex, obviously in pain* I'm perfectly fine!! It is you I'm worried about!!! *pretends Luca is not there and grits her teeth*
Cecile: *notices the spotting of blood starting at Belcoot's side* S-Sir Belcoot, you're bleeding!!!!
Belcoot: *he takes Cecile's hand and squeezes it, ignoring her remark about the blood* I'm fine -- we need to get ice, Cecile.
Cecile: Ice for your bleeding??? What we need are bandages!!!!!!!! *flusters*
Belcoot: We'll get both, alright? *he's starting to feel the pain, now that the sudden rush of adrenaline is gone*
Cecile: So long as we get it to stop!!! *lets go of his hand and flusters across the infirmary straight past Luca to the bandages, ignoring him*
Belcoot: *he only wishes he could've done the same -- he sends a sharp glare Luca's way as he moves past, following Cecile, one hand suddenly holding his wound again -- then he notices he actually is bleeding*
Cecile: *bustles past Luca again, the bandage getting tangled up in her skirt* H-here!!! I'm not very good at bandaging, but I'll go find you some ice, okay??? *growing uncomfortable having Luca there*
Cecile: *practically throws the bandage at Belcoot and runs out of the room for ice, nearly tripping over herself--she doesn't want anyone to see her cry*
Belcoot: *he looks startled, catching the bandages... and then he realizes he's alone with Luca -- he has an urge to chase after Cecile* ... Cecile... *very awkwardly, begins unwrapping the bandages*
Luca: Whatever. Don't wet your pants, boy. *turns his back and walks out*
Luca: *but is actually going to wait for Cecile outside to stop her from getting in*
Belcoot: *he's suddenly alone in the infirmary again, and he actually sighs in relief, leaning against the wall as he unwraps his own bloody bandages* ...
Cecile: *runs back and nearly smacks into Luca, then backpedals, holding a sack of ice* .... What do you want?? *...suddenly aware that they're the only ones in the hall*
Luca: *crosses his arms* You're not giving him that sack of ice.
Cecile: Why, because you want to eat it? Let me pass. *angry look--she wanted to put some of it on her bruise in the hall where no one could see*
Luca: No, I don't want you aiding a criminal. Don't make me throw you in the prison as well!!!!!!!
Cecile: I am the COMMANDER of the guards--I am the one who decides who is put in prison, Luca! *takes a hand off the bag and puts it to her face because her hand is cold, and figures it's subtle enough not to notice*
Luca: I said NO!!!!!!i
Luca: I want you out of here, now. I don't want to see you ANYWHERE near Belcoot.
Cecile: I don't CARE what you say!!! You're not the commander, you're not my father, and you're not Master Thomas--you cannot, CANNOT order me around!!!!! *tightens her grip on the ice bag*
Luca: Oh, shut your mouth. I don't care what you say, you're NOT AIDING THIS CRIMINAL. DO NOT MAKE ME DO TO YOU WHAT I DID TO HIM, CECILE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Belcoot: *can sooo hear yelling now -- he ties up his bandage, making his way to the door* -- Cecile?
Cecile: He's no criminal, Luca!!!!!!!! You cannot go around accusing people!!! Now step aside before this ice melts!!!! *glares at him, his excessive !!--use not scaring her*
Luca: I won't be held responsible for what happens to Thomas if you enter this infirmary again and aid that CRIMINAL.
Cecile: I don't expect you to be held responsible--taking care of this castle and authorizing punishment is what I am responsible for. So step. Aside. Now.
Luca: ....
Cecile: *unblinking glare, gripping a dripping bag of ice*
Luca: *purposely bumps his shoulder against Cecile's as he walks off*
Cecile: *stumbles to the side a bit, since Luca is twice her size and in armor* .... *turns and almost looks behind her at him leaving, then bites her lip and runs into the infirmary with the ice*
Belcoot: *standing in the door, Cecile kind of COLLIDES into him, and he blinks, as if hit by a rock or something* C-Cecile, what just happened...!?
Cecile: *stumbles back again, then sort of shoves the bag of ice at Belcoot* I-I have your ice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Belcoot: Th-thank you -- *but he brings the ice up to Cecile's cheek, worried* ...
Cecile: P-please feel better soon...!!!! *turns and runs out the door, tripping over the threshold*
Belcoot: *can't help but blink, and then hurriedly make his way over to her -- well, as fast as he can with his bandages and stuff, anyway* M-Miss Cecile, are you alright!?
Cecile: *sobs, scrambles to her feet, and runs out*
Belcoot: *left standing there very awkwardly, torn between being very pissed off at Luca and torn between being very worried for Cecile...*
Cecile: Sir Belcoot? *peeks around the infirmary door*
Belcoot: *he's sitting awake in the infirmary, having gotten enough rest to last him a week, really -- upon hearing Cecile's voice, he looks up from his arm's wounds* Miss Cecile?
Cecile: Oh!!! You're awake!!! I didn't think you would be, seeing it's so late--*flusters over to him* I heard you were injured!!!! I brought bandages!!!! XO
Belcoot: Ah, thank you -- I'm alright now, though. I've been in the infirmary for almost two days. *he pushes himself to sit up, smiling at the young girl*
Cecile: Two days??? That's so long... But I have to admire you--*sheepish grin* Were it me, I'd have tried to escape out the window on the first day.
Belcoot: I would've tried to escape if I could've, but unfortunately, I couldn't move. *chuckles* What brings you here, Miss Cecile?
Cecile: I-I heard you were hurt!! And to be honest, I've just been so anxious about Master Thomas's disappearance that I'm afraid I've been paying less attention to the rest of the castle... that's very selfish of me.
Belcoot: Believe me, that isn't selfish at all -- you need moments to deal with your own problems and emotions too, after all. *he shakes his head for a second, glancing at Shoon's fruit basket* Would you like something to eat while you're here?
Cecile: B-but Sir Belcoot!!!!! If you don't eat your fruit, you'll get scurvy and your hair will fall out, and your hair is so lovely...!!!!!
Belcoot: ... ... ... *runs his uninjured hand through his hair very awkwardly, still smiling* I won't get any such thing, Cecile, please don't worry. Feel free to have some.
Cecile: *looks over the basket, then asks in a sheepish little voice* ....Are there any oranges?
Luca: *slams open the infirmary door, dragging his sword along the ground*
Cecile: *jumps and spins around* L-Luca?? *falls into scold!mode* How dare you be so noisy in the infirmary!!
Belcoot: *caught by surprise, he quickly reaches for his sword, leaning against the wall next to his bed* Luca!?
Luca: *looks around the room, and raises his sword up* What the hell? I didn't expect to see you in here, Cecile!!!!!!!
Cecile: I didn't expect to see YOU here--the last time I saw you in the infirmary, I was the patient! For your information, I am visiting an injured castle resident!!!
Luca: That bastard attacked me. Why ain't you visiting ME instead?!!!!!!
Belcoot: *he narrows his eyes, watching the two* Luca, what do you want here?
Cecile: Because YOU have been extremely rude to me and the rest of the castle! And besides, I have not seen you once in weeks! How was I supposed to know if you were injured?!
Luca: Same reason you wanted to see me at my room. *walks over to Belcoot - sword still in his hand*
Belcoot: *he forces himself out of the bed now, finding himself very awkward on his feet as he picks up his sword clumsily with his injured hand, the thing still sheathed* To talk?
Cecile: S-Sir Belcoot, you're hurt!!! *flails and tries to get him to lie down again*
Belcoot: *blinks, trying to wave Cecile away* I-it's fine.
Luca: To talk? Stupid. I don't care for words anymore. *swings his sword over in Belcoots direction - obviously missing, but to make a point*
Belcoot: *he stands his ground unflinchingly, though he can't deny that that startled him* A fight, then? You think you can finish the job? *shaking his head a little, he draws his sword, forcing himself to hold it up before him*
Cecile: *turns to Luca* If you have any honor whatsoever, then you'll sheathe your sword--this is an infirmary, Luca!!! We didn't point weapons at you when you were injured by Sir Fred!
Luca: Ain't that what you're interested in? You came to my room for that same exact reason. *starts to walk towards Belcoot, but stops once Cecile interrupts* This MAGGOT attacked me in my own room. Called me a liar and a traitor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cecile: Then instead of looking to skewer him, perhaps talk and find OUT why he called you that!!!!!! *points an angry finger*
Belcoot: I came to speak -- you made the first move, I recall. *he stares at Luca blankly, still holding his ground, injured arm shaking a little under the stress*
Luca: Tch. You're aiding that brat, Roy. You'd better admit it and fess up where that little runt Thomas is!!!!!
Belcoot: Roy is innocent, and the fact that you're so adamant on thinking differently is suspicious enough.
Cecile: *looks over to Luca* Luca... you HATE Master Thomas... why are you trying so hard to find him....? *half confused, half appreciative*
Luca: I saw 'em with my own two eyes, helping Yuber escape!!!!!!
Luca: And 'sides, Thomas is this dumps leader. We need him.
Cecile: Don't call Budehuc a dump!!!!!!!
Belcoot: This talk is pointless! *he's starting to look annoyed again, though he tries to keep his cool*
Cecile: If you knew this, why didn't you tell me??? Luca, I am the commander of the guards!!!!
Luca: Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Belcoot: You believe him, Cecile?
Cecile: DON'T YOU TELL ME TO SHUT UP, MISTER.
Luca: You ain't accusing me of kidnapping him, are you?! Tch. You're just like the rest of them.
Cecile: If he had any news of Master Thomas, rumor or not, I want to hear!
Belcoot: I respect that. *he falls silent, still ready for a fight more than anything*
Luca: I told you, Roy helped Yuber escape, and Belcoot here is his pathetic partner.
Cecile: That does not pardon you at all, Luca, from stomping into the infirmary like this!!! And I'm still mad at you for your behavior at the play!!!!!!
Cecile: You forget that I am the commander of the guards, and I set out punishment, not you!
Belcoot: *he can only glare at Luca, but he doesn't dare speak, letting Cecile have her turn*
Luca: THEN ARREST THIS MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cecile: *stands right up to Luca, fearless even without her armor, and points a finger right at his armor-clad chest* I should arrest YOU for disturbing the public peace!
Luca: Tch. You ain't going to arrest me. I'm all you've got. *stands up against her as well, refusing to show any signs of fear or hesitation*
Cecile: That is where you are wrong--I have almost half the castle ready and willing to aid me, and they're a lot more cooperative than you! *stands up a bit on her toes to assert herself and make herself taller*
Luca: What the hell? So you're just like the rest of them, accusing me?!!!!!! I thought you were better than this, Cecile!!!!!!! I thought you were different!!!!!!!!
Cecile: I'm not accusing you of anything, except being stubborn, hard-headed, closed-minded, and difficult!!!! The same things I've been telling you! *takes a jab at his armor again with her index finger, furrowing her brow*
Luca: Then, if you have any respect for me left, Cecile, you will arrest this man. He attacked me, a guard, infront of my own room!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cecile: I will not arrest ANYONE until they are proven guilty!!! And YOU, Luca, are VERY guilty of disturbing the peace in this infirmary! *she is guilty now too though ;;; *
Cecile: *turns to Belcoot* Sir Belcoot, did you knock or break and enter Luca's room?
Belcoot: *he's standing there at a loss, but he at least decides to lower his sword now* I knocked. I was looking for conversation, not a fight.
Cecile: *turns back to Luca* You cannot get angry with a man who knocked on your door for a talk, Luca--and YOU'RE doing a lot of accusing too--if you want me to arrest people based on accusation, then I'd have to take you too!
Luca: He's lying to you!!!! That man knocked on my door, threatened and accused me of everything, and tried to kill me. LOOK AT MY WOUNDS, LOOK AT WHAT THIS MAGGOT DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *of course he's wearing his armor, so he can only really show her his arm*
Cecile: *looks down at Luca's arm, then over to Belcoot* And how do you suppose Sir Belcoot got injured? By falling down the stairs?
Belcoot: I'm sure being in the infirmary for the past two days means nothing for my injuries, hm? *he doesn't show off any injuries, but glares dangerously*
Cecile: If this is some competition to see who has the worst boo-boos, I can assure you that I don't play favorites! *scolds Luca again* You two need to sit down at talk like men, not spear each other like animals!!!!!
Luca: I ain't going to talk to this maggot. He doesn't deserve my attention.
Belcoot: This is a joke. I may as well be talking to a wall.
Cecile: He obviously deserved the attention of your SWORD! *puts her hands on her hips and scowls at him* I swear, Luca, this is strike two--one more and I will not have you guard with me ever again!!!!!
Luca: *attempts to slap Cecile* DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THAT THOMAS IS MISSING, AND THAT ROY IS BEHIND EVERTHING?!!!!!!
Cecile: *startlingly fast reflexes and grabs his hand by the wrist before it can even touch her, her voice dangerously low* Master Thomas means as much to me as Budehuc itself--I think the one who does not understand is you, Luca.
Luca: You're showing your weak side, Cecile. You're going to lose Budehuc and that little runt you love. *his voice just as low and serious*
Belcoot: *he's unable to maintain his silence after seeing what almost happened -- he frowns* Luca, I'm going to ask that you stop assaulting Miss Cecile.
Cecile: I'll never lose either of them, so long as I can breathe and protect everyone. *tightens her grip on his wrist without realizing it*
Luca: You already lost Thomas. Budehuc is next unless you do something NOW!!!!!!!!! *stomps his foot*
Cecile: *drops his wrist disgustedly, her face flushing angrily* Thomas is out there and alive, and he'll be back here where he belongs!!!
Cecile: I'm doing more than you've done in the whole month trying to find him, so what do you care anyways!?!??
Luca: You ain't ever going to find that runt.
Cecile: I'll find him if it's the last thing I do!!!!!! You don't even care anyways--you've never cared what happens to him, so why do you care now?!?! You're so SELFISH!!!
Luca: *attempts to slap her once more, seeing as how she let go of his hand*
Cecile: *is actually hit this time and falls back several steps, stunned and silent*
Belcoot: *he's not going to stand by and let this continue, and out of nowhere he moves towards Luca, trying to step inbetween him and Cecile*
Luca: What's that, pig?!!!! You want me to finish the job, MAGGOT?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!! *talking to Belcoot, of course*
Cecile: *still stunned and silent, brushing her thumb over the red spot on her cheek that's forming*
Belcoot: You just hit a young girl -- have you no honour? *he's still holding onto his sword*
Luca: Don't give me that crap, boy. Honor? Thomas is missing, there ain't no honor in that.
Belcoot: Yes, I suppose I shouldn't speak of honour to a man like you -- running around and accusing citizens of crimes they did not commit, just to have a role. Where's the honour in that?
Luca: You should be asking yourself that, CRIMINAL.
Cecile: *breaks out of her trance and runs at Luca full-force and crying, beating her fists against his breastplate* I HATE you, I HATE you, I HATE YOU I HATE YOU--I'll FIND him and you'll take back EVERY WORD YOU SAID--!!!!!!!!
Belcoot: Starting the baseless accusations again, are we-- *turns around, startled at Cecile*
Luca: *grabs her by the shoulders and pushes her away from him* Tch. You can start by arresting this maggot. Interrogate him and find out where Roy is, and we'll find your runt.
Cecile: *stumbles back, but she's in berserk mode and flies back in, enraged* You won't touch Sir Belcoot--I swear!!! You have to get through me first!!!! Would you defy your captain!??!
Belcoot: Cecile, I don't need you to -- *he isn't sure what to say, since there's obviously something deeper between these two*
Luca: *shrugs, but tries to keep a barrier between himself and her* You'll never find your maggot of a boyfriend then.
Cecile: *grabs him by the arm furiously flushed red* Don't you DARE call him that--Master Thomas is the master of all Budehuc--you're working UNDER him. If you harm him or Sir Belcoot you have to pass through me.
Luca: Little too late for me to harm him. That maggot got himself kidnapped.
Cecile: *turns an even angrier red, the mark on her face from where he slapped her even darker red* And just where were you when you saw this kidnapping happen...?
Luca: Patrolling. What the hell does it matter?
Cecile: Where were you patrolling? *dangerously dark tone of voice, sadly forgetting Belcoot is there ;; *
Luca: The fountain area.
Cecile: Why would they have left out the front door, with Master Thomas's room in the back of the mansion? *angry scowl* And the fountain is a wide-open area! Why didn't you stop them if you saw them!?
Luca: Didn't seem 'em kidnap Thomas! I only say Roy aid Yuber in escaping the prison.
Cecile: The prison is in the second sublevel, Luca--there's a door RIGHT THERE that leads to the BACK of the castle--there's no way you'd see them out front if they went out that door--
Cecile: --and it makes no sense for them to climb three flights of stairs to go out front!
Luca: Are you calling me a liar as well? Do you not believe in your own guards these days?!!!!!
Cecile: ...No guard of mine would strike me. *says in a darkly low and angry voice*
Luca: Ain't you going to step up and say something, Bellflower?
Belcoot: I think you're digging yourself a nice hole without my help, but despite that, I want you to get out of here, now.
Luca: You don't own the infirmary. I'll be doing the ordering around here!!!!!
Cecile: *suddenly snaps and attempts to slap him in return*
Luca: *holding his blade in hand, he retaliates before she slaps him by swinging it over towards Cecile's arm*
Cecile: *is hit back by the blunt side of his sword, her balance completely thrown off by the blow, and stumbles back into a table, her hair in her face*
Luca: Look what you gone and made me do.
Belcoot: *not hesitating this time, he makes a swipe at Luca with his sword, suddenly unable to keep his cool*
Cecile: *falls apart, her spirit broken, and pulls her knees up against her chest, crying silently even though her hair covers her face*
Luca: You're flinching, boy!!!!!! I can see how much pain you're in!!!! *raises his wounded arm up to take the blow, Belcoots sword slowly cutting into his armor, while thrusting his own blade at him*
Belcoot: *it takes him a lot to do this, but he throws himself to a side, dodging the attack, having expected something like that from their last encounter -- he pulls his sword back and away, aiming a well-placed kick at Luca's torso*
Cecile: *can't bear seeing Belcoot getting hurt again and flies in between them, completely in whatever berserker mode her War Horse rune triggers when she's without any form of armor or weapon* Stop this right now!!!!!!!
Luca: *was about to swing his sword down again, but stops mid-way and sheaths it* Tch. Whatever. I didn't want to kill this man, anyway. He ain't worth my time if we can't interrogate him!!!!
Cecile: *practically collapses with relief when she sees him withdraw*
Belcoot: *he still holds his sword up defensively, and watches Luca withdraw* ...
Cecile: Clearly it seems that Sir Belcoot has done no wrong, and only sought out to discuss with you earlier--he doesn't need to be interrogated.
Cecile: If... if you promise not to terrorize him or threaten him again, I won't dismiss you straightaway from the guards.
Luca: You'd be making a big mistake if you did.
Cecile: *rubs the sore spot on her cheek without even thinking and looks at him* And why is that..?
Luca: You'll see.
Luca: You'd better keep an eye on these maggots.
Cecile: ... One more step out of line, Luca, and you WILL be dismissed. You never, EVER discipline another member of the castle without clearing it by me first. You had best remember that. *surge of angry courage*
Luca: You'd better wash that face of yours up. I can see it starting to swell.
Cecile: *grimaces and gives him the dirtiest glare she's ever cast his way, completely devoid of any positive feeling*
Cecile: *ignores it completely* My face is perfectly fine. I suggest you go and return to your duties instead of wasting my time.
Luca: *mutters so low that neither of the two can hear him* tch... I should just kill that runt while I still can.
Cecile: *turns her back to Luca before his interlude, entirely ignoring him, and fusses over Belcoot* Sir Belcoot!! Are you harmed??? Are you okay??? Are you bleeding???
Belcoot: *shakes his head quickly* I'm fine, Cecile -- it's you I'm worried about. Are you alright? *he doesn't know that he's reopened his wounds with that small bit of action, since he doesn't feel any pain yet*
Cecile: *her tone sounds as though nothing happened* I'm perfectly fine, don't worry about me--!!! *looks him over worriedly*
Belcoot: You need some ice for that. *he glances up at Luca cautiously, but tries to pretend he's not there, just like Cecile is. He very gently reaches to touch the mark on Cecile's cheek with his thumb*
Luca: Maggots. All of you.
Cecile: *immediately draws away out of reflex, obviously in pain* I'm perfectly fine!! It is you I'm worried about!!! *pretends Luca is not there and grits her teeth*
Cecile: *notices the spotting of blood starting at Belcoot's side* S-Sir Belcoot, you're bleeding!!!!
Belcoot: *he takes Cecile's hand and squeezes it, ignoring her remark about the blood* I'm fine -- we need to get ice, Cecile.
Cecile: Ice for your bleeding??? What we need are bandages!!!!!!!! *flusters*
Belcoot: We'll get both, alright? *he's starting to feel the pain, now that the sudden rush of adrenaline is gone*
Cecile: So long as we get it to stop!!! *lets go of his hand and flusters across the infirmary straight past Luca to the bandages, ignoring him*
Belcoot: *he only wishes he could've done the same -- he sends a sharp glare Luca's way as he moves past, following Cecile, one hand suddenly holding his wound again -- then he notices he actually is bleeding*
Cecile: *bustles past Luca again, the bandage getting tangled up in her skirt* H-here!!! I'm not very good at bandaging, but I'll go find you some ice, okay??? *growing uncomfortable having Luca there*
Cecile: *practically throws the bandage at Belcoot and runs out of the room for ice, nearly tripping over herself--she doesn't want anyone to see her cry*
Belcoot: *he looks startled, catching the bandages... and then he realizes he's alone with Luca -- he has an urge to chase after Cecile* ... Cecile... *very awkwardly, begins unwrapping the bandages*
Luca: Whatever. Don't wet your pants, boy. *turns his back and walks out*
Luca: *but is actually going to wait for Cecile outside to stop her from getting in*
Belcoot: *he's suddenly alone in the infirmary again, and he actually sighs in relief, leaning against the wall as he unwraps his own bloody bandages* ...
Cecile: *runs back and nearly smacks into Luca, then backpedals, holding a sack of ice* .... What do you want?? *...suddenly aware that they're the only ones in the hall*
Luca: *crosses his arms* You're not giving him that sack of ice.
Cecile: Why, because you want to eat it? Let me pass. *angry look--she wanted to put some of it on her bruise in the hall where no one could see*
Luca: No, I don't want you aiding a criminal. Don't make me throw you in the prison as well!!!!!!!
Cecile: I am the COMMANDER of the guards--I am the one who decides who is put in prison, Luca! *takes a hand off the bag and puts it to her face because her hand is cold, and figures it's subtle enough not to notice*
Luca: I said NO!!!!!!i
Luca: I want you out of here, now. I don't want to see you ANYWHERE near Belcoot.
Cecile: I don't CARE what you say!!! You're not the commander, you're not my father, and you're not Master Thomas--you cannot, CANNOT order me around!!!!! *tightens her grip on the ice bag*
Luca: Oh, shut your mouth. I don't care what you say, you're NOT AIDING THIS CRIMINAL. DO NOT MAKE ME DO TO YOU WHAT I DID TO HIM, CECILE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Belcoot: *can sooo hear yelling now -- he ties up his bandage, making his way to the door* -- Cecile?
Cecile: He's no criminal, Luca!!!!!!!! You cannot go around accusing people!!! Now step aside before this ice melts!!!! *glares at him, his excessive !!--use not scaring her*
Luca: I won't be held responsible for what happens to Thomas if you enter this infirmary again and aid that CRIMINAL.
Cecile: I don't expect you to be held responsible--taking care of this castle and authorizing punishment is what I am responsible for. So step. Aside. Now.
Luca: ....
Cecile: *unblinking glare, gripping a dripping bag of ice*
Luca: *purposely bumps his shoulder against Cecile's as he walks off*
Cecile: *stumbles to the side a bit, since Luca is twice her size and in armor* .... *turns and almost looks behind her at him leaving, then bites her lip and runs into the infirmary with the ice*
Belcoot: *standing in the door, Cecile kind of COLLIDES into him, and he blinks, as if hit by a rock or something* C-Cecile, what just happened...!?
Cecile: *stumbles back again, then sort of shoves the bag of ice at Belcoot* I-I have your ice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Belcoot: Th-thank you -- *but he brings the ice up to Cecile's cheek, worried* ...
Cecile: P-please feel better soon...!!!! *turns and runs out the door, tripping over the threshold*
Belcoot: *can't help but blink, and then hurriedly make his way over to her -- well, as fast as he can with his bandages and stuff, anyway* M-Miss Cecile, are you alright!?
Cecile: *sobs, scrambles to her feet, and runs out*
Belcoot: *left standing there very awkwardly, torn between being very pissed off at Luca and torn between being very worried for Cecile...*