RP log with Belcoot
Who: Geddoe and Belcoot AGAIN
When: shortly before Geddoe seals and hides his notes
Where: Geddoe's room on the ship
What: the main conspirators catch up on events and plans
Belcoot: *he decides to pay Geddoe a visit after the strange period of peace that's come over the castle after the last attack -- upon arriving at Geddoe's door, he firmly knocks* It's me, Belcoot.
Geddoe: *has pulled a chair up to the desk in the corner and is writing something down* Come in. I've left it open. *calls over his shoulder*
Belcoot: *he opens the door and enters, closing it behind him out of habit* How are you, Geddoe? *walking over to the desk, he can't help but glance at what Geddoe's scribbling at*
Geddoe: I suppose none the worse for wear, all things considered. *glances up at Belcoot and gives him a faint smile of welcome* Funny, I was going to seek you out sometime today to catch up on our current status. You've made it easy on me.
Belcoot: *he returns a wry smile* I suppose I was curious of that myself -- it's very quiet, after all. *he hesitantly gestures towards the paper* Should I be asking what that is?
Geddoe: *Belcoot's name is on the top of the list, so...* I thought to write everything down, in order to gather my thoughts. I've been asked more than once about our little conspiratory army, but I never stopped to count how many truly were on our side. The picture looks much clearer on paper than it does in reality.
Belcoot: Ah, is that so? *he leans against the desk, allowing himself to glance over the list of names, now* Is the list complete, then? *glances again at Geddoe*
Geddoe: I'm not sure. The castle seems fuller than this. I can't help but think I might be missing one or two. *taps the tip of the inkpen near the longest list, at top* These are the important names. The ones I know are ready to act. It's a larger force than I expected, but still...twenty isn't a whole lot against Luca and Yuber.
Belcoot: Mmm, you're right, judging from what I've heard. Eighteen men to take down Luca Blight the first time? *frowns* And then we'd have to focus between him and that Yuber man...
Geddoe: Yuber is no easy task himself. With runes, four or five could take him, but... *his gaze darkens* ...we may not have as many runes to rely on as I thought.
Belcoot: I was under the impression that there were other True Rune users here -- what happened with them? *he studies the list again, going over it carefully*
Geddoe: Two elemental runes have left. Of the three left, I don't know if I can trust Luc...and I haven't yet spoken with Lady Chris. She just returned here with supplies. I don't know about the others - I haven't been able to speak with them.
Belcoot: I see... I suppose we'll have to find time to do that -- we need them on our side. One True Rune alone won't be enough. *he sighs, looking worried again* You know Lady Chris though, don't you?
Geddoe: *nods to himself* I do. I'm working toward recruiting her, so to speak. But being a knight captain, she has duties to attend to - and I think she may be more inclined to side with Salome's caution.
Belcoot: Ah, what is Sir Salome saying, then? Is he urging everybody to hold back?
Geddoe: *turns in the chair to face Belcoot* He and I have spoken a couple of times. He's tried to rein me in. But we've come to an agreement - that everyone with the capability should hold position as a castle guard, and all the rest are mine to organize. *sighs tiredly* But after Luca's outburst the other night, being held back only chafes me that much more.
Belcoot: Well... while I understand both views, yes -- it is a bit frustrating to be held back while chaos only surges around us. I do believe Sir Salome has a point, however, at this rate... *frowns* Our casualties are only mounting.
Geddoe: I understand as well, but there comes a time when caution has to fall by the wayside. *"casualties" reminds him of something, and he jots down "Nash" near the bottom* The problem is, those who are acting on their own. Thinking they're in this alone, or not thinking at all before reacting. They're the ones being taken out, one by one. The rest of us need to band together.
Belcoot: *he idly watches Geddoe scribbling on the list* That's not a hundred percent so, but it is something to take into account. *he looks a bit guilty, though, knowing he was one of those who acted on his own* Who are the others, then, who're acting by themselves?
Geddoe: Hervey and Sheena, and I believe Nash, were up to something. I got the full story out of Sheena at last. Whatever they did, mistakenly trying to free Lyon, is what got Nash critically wounded. If they keep it up, they'll all be down for the count - and I need their swords.
Belcoot: Hm, so that's what happened... I was surprised to see such a ruckus from them. While they are good fighters, it's worrying having them run loose. *he brushes his bangs aside, a bit irritated with them* They seem quite stubborn, however.
Geddoe: *pauses a moment and holds out a hand to one of the chairs around the table in the center of the room, wordlessly inviting Belcoot to have a seat and stay for a while* Yes, well, they're not the only ones. I'm rather stubborn myself. At least I know not to go rushing into anything against formidable enemies.
Belcoot: *chuckles, mostly to himself, as he takes a seat* It's unfortunate I wasn't that sensible. If I was younger, I would've perhaps done what they did.
Geddoe: I don't hold anything against you, Belcoot. You did what you felt you had to - and you didn't go into it intending to fight. Regrets do us no good right now. *pushes the list aside, for now, and sits to chat with Belcoot instead* We have to stay focused. If all of us do like those three and jump every time Luca says 'grr,' we'll all be taken out, one by one. Thomas, and now Lyon, must be found first. The time for battle will come later.
Belcoot: Ah, speaking of which -- were there any hints on Sir Thomas' whereabouts? And Luca wishes to see you and Roy, doesn't he? *looks as if he was just reminded about that fact, alert again*
Geddoe: Luca has finally made me his enemy. He called me out, but you don't see me running in fear. His threats have lost their punch. But... *looks away with a frown* We couldn't get any hints about Thomas out of him. Salome tried his best, but Luca just ignored him and blustered off somewhere.
Belcoot: That's not surprising, either... At least we know no one's going to turn themselves in, at the very least. Blight's not a very subtle man, is he? *looks just a little amused as he shakes his head, leaning back in his chair*
Geddoe: Subtle, no. Not in the least. But he's still got us. *growls to himself* He's holding all the cards, and he knows it. The only reason he still has his freedom of the place is because no one person has the strength to physically restrain him and imprison him.
Belcoot: And even if we did, Master Thomas would still be out there, missing. *shakes his head* That's the worst part of it. It's actually a wonder that that man, Yuber, is working together with Blight...
Geddoe: Yes, it is, a bit. Though, I've known Yuber to work for the highest bidder, or for the one who'll give him what he wants: chaos. He may be using Luca as much as Luca is using him. *sighs again* I wish we had some word, any word, that Thomas was all right.
Belcoot: Perhaps we should request some -- accuse him of bluffing, discreetly, of course. A man with his sort of pride would want to boast, I'd think.
Geddoe: Maybe. I'm not sure. He's so unpredictable, I don't want to do anything that would send him running to kill Thomas just to advance his plan. *rubs his chin while he thinks* At least the other night...more or less confirmed in our minds that he's behind it. Behind everything. Whether or not there's any proof, I hope there's at least no doubt.
Belcoot: What did he say that incriminated him even further? I can't say I carried a friendly enough conversation with Luca to exactly glean any clues. *he looks curious*
Geddoe: It's more what he didn't say. I heard him essentially bargaining with Salome for information on Thomas as though negotiating a plea - he refused to give any clues unless Salome bent to his wishes and had me arrested. *grows quietly serious* I wonder if it's just because I dared to stand up to him, or if he wants me....out of the way....?
Belcoot: Most likely to get you out of the way, I'd say -- after all, a few others were called out as well, weren't they? I didn't catch the whole list. *he leans forward in his chair, going over his thoughts*
Geddoe: Sheena and Hervey - because the three of us tangled with him. But he sort of forgot about Sheena. *gets a distant look on his face* I don't know whether he's on to me. If I'm in any kind of danger, other than just....being targeted because we clashed swords once.
Belcoot: If that was so, I probably would've been targeted, also. He must be onto you -- and that in itself worries me. You can't let yourself be alone around him. *says it rather firmly*
Geddoe: *smiles a bit at his tone of voice* I appreciate it, but I don't intend on getting trapped alone with Luca anywhere. Well... *glances around his small room* ...I suppose I'd be in a bind if he showed up here. But he has no authority to arrest me, so I don't think he'd try that.
Belcoot: Arrest or not, the man would probably try to kill you. *looks increasingly concerned* Arrests are the last thing I'm worried about, really.
Geddoe: *quietly* And what are you going to do, serve as my bodyguard?
Belcoot: *a bit of a laugh* Unfortunately, I don't think bodyguards are serving their purpose quite well around here, wouldn't you say so?
Geddoe: I hope they do - I requested Camus and Kyle look after Salome. It's important he not be removed - Luca seems to want control over everything, and right now only Salome stands in his way. *shrugs a bit* Well, Salome and I...
Belcoot: Hm, good choice, then. Sir Salome definitely needs to be well-protected. I can't exactly imagine we have anyone else to replace that post yet again, either. *sighs* You know, if you require a job of me, you only need ask.
Geddoe: I know. I haven't forgotten. I was going to ask you to join the castle guard yourself, since you have the strength and the level head. But... *focuses his gaze on Belcoot directly* ...if I thought of anything else for you, I'd name it in a second. I haven't given directives to anyone, really.
Belcoot: As long as you remember that you have me. *he nods, meeting Geddoe's gaze strongly* Idling for me isn't doing me any good, either.
Geddoe: *flinches a little* All right. I'll try to be more...proactive. I'm just not used to giving orders on such a large scale. I'm already second-guessing myself on my actions, it doesn't help to know that there are others looking to me for direction. Or to protect them. *bows his head* And I haven't done that, either.
Belcoot: It's alright. I daresay there aren't many who are used to giving orders like this -- after all, it is a hard task... and to protect this many people, as well. *adds, almost as an afterthought* This many hot-headed people.
Geddoe: Exactly. *rubs his forehead* I've already lost control of Roy. I have no idea where he is, and patrolling the grounds hasn't turned him up. Sheena and Hervey's well-intentioned mistake has cost Lyon her freedom and may cost her life if we're not quick. *turns his hands palms-up in his lap* They're slipping through my fingers before I can even get to them.
Belcoot: ... Roy is most likely after Lyon or Yuber himself, if I know that boy well enough. *looks distracted at the thought of Roy getting himself in to trouble -- he does worry about him, even if the boy is immature at the best of times* Don't blame yourself, Geddoe. If it's out of your control, then that is what it is.
Geddoe: I don't know how Roy thinks he can track Yuber when I can't...the demon teleported himself away. It's brave, but stupid. *rubs his forehead again* Why must people always let love outweigh their good judgement in war?
Belcoot: He's a young boy. *smiles at the thought of that* He's lucky to have found someone he likes so much -- while his behaviour is worrying, I'm glad he's able to do something like that. As long as he doesn't die...
Geddoe: Young boy or not... *sighs hard* He'd better not get himself killed. I want to find Lyon as much as the next person but stealing someone's sword and running off to hunt down Yuber is not the way to do it.
Belcoot: ... He stole someone's sword? *that's news to him -- he looks startled* But, ah... *he goes through the scenarios in his head* Lady Mitsuba was yelling about the Pr -- ... ... ... *goes silent*
Geddoe: Lady Sialeeds told me he took Mitsuba's sword. Ah, and he was on a good track, too, imitating the Prince of Falena...it completely fooled Luca. He was safe with that.
Belcoot: ... That was quite wise of him -- ... and he let such a good charade go. Here I thought he'd learned some sense after the past few events. *he seems disappointed, and he glances at his hands a little helplessly* He's in worse danger than I originally believed, then...
Geddoe: I wish he would have come to me, but...I think he's had enough of me. Being over-protective, trying to keep him in line. *grimaces in frustration* I don't have any parenting instincts, I don't know how to deal with young people. I can relate to them as fighters, but not...on a personal level.
Belcoot: Relating to Roy as a fighter is probably best. I don't believe he has experience with parental figures, anyway... Something like that may frustrate him even more. *he leans back in his chair again* Don't worry so much. You're only doing your best -- that's all anyone can ask of you.
Geddoe: It's tough not to worry when people you thought you were protecting keep getting away from you and get themselves captured or injured. Or both.
Belcoot: I know. I'm not one to speak of not worrying, either, but all I can offer you are words.
Geddoe: It's enough. Thank you, Belcoot. *pushes himself out of his chair as if to pace, but pauses and sets a hand on the other man's shoulder as he passes* You've been more help to me than you know. I'm grateful.
Belcoot: *he looks confused, but doesn't question it too much* Ah, I'm glad then, whatever I'm doing.
Geddoe: You always seem to come by just when I need someone to talk to. *chuckles to himself and continues pacing* It saves me having to burden Wyatt with all my darkest thoughts.
Belcoot: Wyatt... he was the one in the, ah, towel the other day, correct? *seems sort of amused*
Geddoe: *chuckles again* Yes, that's Wyatt. I don't know how he got himself in that situation. He, uh... *glances over his shoulder* He was the last Fire Bringer along with me, he used to bear True Water. He and I go way back.
Belcoot: True Water... yes, I imagine you and him would go way back. *raises an eyebrow at that, still fascinated at the whole immortality thing* Well, I just hope he's found some clothes since then...
Geddoe: So do I. *turns and folds his arms, leaning on the wall nearby* But it's good to have other allies. Other friends. I may be shouldering a lot of responsibility, but at least I'm not alone.
Belcoot: There are many allies here that everyone knows -- which is truly a marvel. I suppose we're lucky in that sense. *he smiles, standing as well* With this kind of inner core, once we're united, I'm sure everything will work out fine. *being an optimist*
Geddoe: That's another thing I'm grateful for - you're more of an optimist than I am. *lowers his gaze to the floor* I just wish I could think of how to unite everyone. If there's more I can do besides secretly ask them to be ready to fight if and when it comes to that.
Belcoot: It'll all fall into place, I hope. *sighs* I'm not much of a commander myself -- all I do is instruct young men on how to wield their swords. I know much less about leadership than you, Geddoe.
Geddoe: And I've always been second in command. *closes his eye* Both large-scale wars I've been in, there was a Flame Champion to rally around. I merely stood at his side. He was the figurehead around which everyone united.
Belcoot: At least there's some valuable experience to be had. Rest assured with yourself -- a fighter with a True Rune such as yourself would make a fine figurehead, regardless.
Geddoe: *lifts his head* Me? What are you saying...that I should be some kind of...of 'Lightning Champion' for Budehuc?
Belcoot: All I'm saying is, if it needs to be done, then you can do it, if you ever wished. Assuming that no one steps up to the job, that is.
Geddoe: *looks away again, flustered, maybe even blushing a little* If no one else steps up...like Roy tried to, under the guise of a prince...oh damn.
Belcoot: *doesn't notice* Roy did a good job of it -- I'm surprised he spoke so eloquently... It was truly admirable.
Geddoe: I'm neither a prince nor a...nor all that eloquent. I don't want a position like that, I don't want people to think I'm taking control in the same way Luca is trying to. But... *sighs defeatedly* If no one else will do it, then all that's left is me.
Belcoot: I doubt anyone would think you were taking control in the same way -- either way, give it some time. *shakes his head, not wanting to put too much on Geddoe's plate* The castle will naturally look for a leader if it needs one -- be it you, or Salome, or some other fighter.
Geddoe: If it's fighting, I fear it may be me. Whether I want the position or not. Ah...I won't worry about it now. There's far too much to concentrate on as it is. The people I still need to talk to, finding Lyon and Thomas before it's too late...
Belcoot: Who else is there to talk to, asides from the other True Rune wielders? *walks over to the desk, giving the list another onceover*
Geddoe: A handful of people. It might be nice to speak with those I assume are already in defense of the castle, such as Juan, just to be sure. But it is primarily the True Rune bearers. *comes up behind Belcoot* I don't know how to approach Lucas or Tyr. They seem...shy.
Belcoot: I can't say I have spoken to either of them, so I wouldn't have any knowledge. Your observation seems accurate enough, at least. *frowns* Trying is all we can do at the moment, anyway.
Geddoe: Indeed. Keep an eye out for Roy...I don't know how successful he'll be but... *claps Belcoot on the shoulder again* Any little thing is better than nothing right now. I just hope we don't lose too many more before Luca's next outburst turns into drawn swords.
Belcoot: We'll be fine. Believe in everyone around you, and you'll begin to see the results in no time, I'm sure. *smiles* And I'll certainly keep an eye out for Roy... It'd be a pity to see him die at such a young age.
Geddoe: Ah, how can I be worried when I have you around to be so sunny? *pats Belcoot on the back and steps away* All we can do is keep looking, keep searching. But if you go to Salome and join the castle guard, for now, I think it would help that problem of being idle. We can use all the help we can get.
Belcoot: I'll certainly make sure to talk to Sir Salome, then. *he glances at the door now, sighing* I'll make myself useful over the coming weeks, I promise you that. For now though, we should both get some rest.
Geddoe: That sounds like the best idea I've heard all day. *steps aside to follow Belcoot to the door* I'd ask you to stay and be my bodyguard but, it won't do me any good to have my bodyguard asleep if Luca comes knocking.
Belcoot: *laughs* You're probably one of the last men around here who need a bodyguard, as well. *he walks over to the door* I'll see you around, Geddoe.
Geddoe: Sleep well, my friend. *lets Belcoot out, and then locks the door behind him just in case, before going over to the desk and putting some final notes on paper*
When: shortly before Geddoe seals and hides his notes
Where: Geddoe's room on the ship
What: the main conspirators catch up on events and plans
Belcoot: *he decides to pay Geddoe a visit after the strange period of peace that's come over the castle after the last attack -- upon arriving at Geddoe's door, he firmly knocks* It's me, Belcoot.
Geddoe: *has pulled a chair up to the desk in the corner and is writing something down* Come in. I've left it open. *calls over his shoulder*
Belcoot: *he opens the door and enters, closing it behind him out of habit* How are you, Geddoe? *walking over to the desk, he can't help but glance at what Geddoe's scribbling at*
Geddoe: I suppose none the worse for wear, all things considered. *glances up at Belcoot and gives him a faint smile of welcome* Funny, I was going to seek you out sometime today to catch up on our current status. You've made it easy on me.
Belcoot: *he returns a wry smile* I suppose I was curious of that myself -- it's very quiet, after all. *he hesitantly gestures towards the paper* Should I be asking what that is?
Geddoe: *Belcoot's name is on the top of the list, so...* I thought to write everything down, in order to gather my thoughts. I've been asked more than once about our little conspiratory army, but I never stopped to count how many truly were on our side. The picture looks much clearer on paper than it does in reality.
Belcoot: Ah, is that so? *he leans against the desk, allowing himself to glance over the list of names, now* Is the list complete, then? *glances again at Geddoe*
Geddoe: I'm not sure. The castle seems fuller than this. I can't help but think I might be missing one or two. *taps the tip of the inkpen near the longest list, at top* These are the important names. The ones I know are ready to act. It's a larger force than I expected, but still...twenty isn't a whole lot against Luca and Yuber.
Belcoot: Mmm, you're right, judging from what I've heard. Eighteen men to take down Luca Blight the first time? *frowns* And then we'd have to focus between him and that Yuber man...
Geddoe: Yuber is no easy task himself. With runes, four or five could take him, but... *his gaze darkens* ...we may not have as many runes to rely on as I thought.
Belcoot: I was under the impression that there were other True Rune users here -- what happened with them? *he studies the list again, going over it carefully*
Geddoe: Two elemental runes have left. Of the three left, I don't know if I can trust Luc...and I haven't yet spoken with Lady Chris. She just returned here with supplies. I don't know about the others - I haven't been able to speak with them.
Belcoot: I see... I suppose we'll have to find time to do that -- we need them on our side. One True Rune alone won't be enough. *he sighs, looking worried again* You know Lady Chris though, don't you?
Geddoe: *nods to himself* I do. I'm working toward recruiting her, so to speak. But being a knight captain, she has duties to attend to - and I think she may be more inclined to side with Salome's caution.
Belcoot: Ah, what is Sir Salome saying, then? Is he urging everybody to hold back?
Geddoe: *turns in the chair to face Belcoot* He and I have spoken a couple of times. He's tried to rein me in. But we've come to an agreement - that everyone with the capability should hold position as a castle guard, and all the rest are mine to organize. *sighs tiredly* But after Luca's outburst the other night, being held back only chafes me that much more.
Belcoot: Well... while I understand both views, yes -- it is a bit frustrating to be held back while chaos only surges around us. I do believe Sir Salome has a point, however, at this rate... *frowns* Our casualties are only mounting.
Geddoe: I understand as well, but there comes a time when caution has to fall by the wayside. *"casualties" reminds him of something, and he jots down "Nash" near the bottom* The problem is, those who are acting on their own. Thinking they're in this alone, or not thinking at all before reacting. They're the ones being taken out, one by one. The rest of us need to band together.
Belcoot: *he idly watches Geddoe scribbling on the list* That's not a hundred percent so, but it is something to take into account. *he looks a bit guilty, though, knowing he was one of those who acted on his own* Who are the others, then, who're acting by themselves?
Geddoe: Hervey and Sheena, and I believe Nash, were up to something. I got the full story out of Sheena at last. Whatever they did, mistakenly trying to free Lyon, is what got Nash critically wounded. If they keep it up, they'll all be down for the count - and I need their swords.
Belcoot: Hm, so that's what happened... I was surprised to see such a ruckus from them. While they are good fighters, it's worrying having them run loose. *he brushes his bangs aside, a bit irritated with them* They seem quite stubborn, however.
Geddoe: *pauses a moment and holds out a hand to one of the chairs around the table in the center of the room, wordlessly inviting Belcoot to have a seat and stay for a while* Yes, well, they're not the only ones. I'm rather stubborn myself. At least I know not to go rushing into anything against formidable enemies.
Belcoot: *chuckles, mostly to himself, as he takes a seat* It's unfortunate I wasn't that sensible. If I was younger, I would've perhaps done what they did.
Geddoe: I don't hold anything against you, Belcoot. You did what you felt you had to - and you didn't go into it intending to fight. Regrets do us no good right now. *pushes the list aside, for now, and sits to chat with Belcoot instead* We have to stay focused. If all of us do like those three and jump every time Luca says 'grr,' we'll all be taken out, one by one. Thomas, and now Lyon, must be found first. The time for battle will come later.
Belcoot: Ah, speaking of which -- were there any hints on Sir Thomas' whereabouts? And Luca wishes to see you and Roy, doesn't he? *looks as if he was just reminded about that fact, alert again*
Geddoe: Luca has finally made me his enemy. He called me out, but you don't see me running in fear. His threats have lost their punch. But... *looks away with a frown* We couldn't get any hints about Thomas out of him. Salome tried his best, but Luca just ignored him and blustered off somewhere.
Belcoot: That's not surprising, either... At least we know no one's going to turn themselves in, at the very least. Blight's not a very subtle man, is he? *looks just a little amused as he shakes his head, leaning back in his chair*
Geddoe: Subtle, no. Not in the least. But he's still got us. *growls to himself* He's holding all the cards, and he knows it. The only reason he still has his freedom of the place is because no one person has the strength to physically restrain him and imprison him.
Belcoot: And even if we did, Master Thomas would still be out there, missing. *shakes his head* That's the worst part of it. It's actually a wonder that that man, Yuber, is working together with Blight...
Geddoe: Yes, it is, a bit. Though, I've known Yuber to work for the highest bidder, or for the one who'll give him what he wants: chaos. He may be using Luca as much as Luca is using him. *sighs again* I wish we had some word, any word, that Thomas was all right.
Belcoot: Perhaps we should request some -- accuse him of bluffing, discreetly, of course. A man with his sort of pride would want to boast, I'd think.
Geddoe: Maybe. I'm not sure. He's so unpredictable, I don't want to do anything that would send him running to kill Thomas just to advance his plan. *rubs his chin while he thinks* At least the other night...more or less confirmed in our minds that he's behind it. Behind everything. Whether or not there's any proof, I hope there's at least no doubt.
Belcoot: What did he say that incriminated him even further? I can't say I carried a friendly enough conversation with Luca to exactly glean any clues. *he looks curious*
Geddoe: It's more what he didn't say. I heard him essentially bargaining with Salome for information on Thomas as though negotiating a plea - he refused to give any clues unless Salome bent to his wishes and had me arrested. *grows quietly serious* I wonder if it's just because I dared to stand up to him, or if he wants me....out of the way....?
Belcoot: Most likely to get you out of the way, I'd say -- after all, a few others were called out as well, weren't they? I didn't catch the whole list. *he leans forward in his chair, going over his thoughts*
Geddoe: Sheena and Hervey - because the three of us tangled with him. But he sort of forgot about Sheena. *gets a distant look on his face* I don't know whether he's on to me. If I'm in any kind of danger, other than just....being targeted because we clashed swords once.
Belcoot: If that was so, I probably would've been targeted, also. He must be onto you -- and that in itself worries me. You can't let yourself be alone around him. *says it rather firmly*
Geddoe: *smiles a bit at his tone of voice* I appreciate it, but I don't intend on getting trapped alone with Luca anywhere. Well... *glances around his small room* ...I suppose I'd be in a bind if he showed up here. But he has no authority to arrest me, so I don't think he'd try that.
Belcoot: Arrest or not, the man would probably try to kill you. *looks increasingly concerned* Arrests are the last thing I'm worried about, really.
Geddoe: *quietly* And what are you going to do, serve as my bodyguard?
Belcoot: *a bit of a laugh* Unfortunately, I don't think bodyguards are serving their purpose quite well around here, wouldn't you say so?
Geddoe: I hope they do - I requested Camus and Kyle look after Salome. It's important he not be removed - Luca seems to want control over everything, and right now only Salome stands in his way. *shrugs a bit* Well, Salome and I...
Belcoot: Hm, good choice, then. Sir Salome definitely needs to be well-protected. I can't exactly imagine we have anyone else to replace that post yet again, either. *sighs* You know, if you require a job of me, you only need ask.
Geddoe: I know. I haven't forgotten. I was going to ask you to join the castle guard yourself, since you have the strength and the level head. But... *focuses his gaze on Belcoot directly* ...if I thought of anything else for you, I'd name it in a second. I haven't given directives to anyone, really.
Belcoot: As long as you remember that you have me. *he nods, meeting Geddoe's gaze strongly* Idling for me isn't doing me any good, either.
Geddoe: *flinches a little* All right. I'll try to be more...proactive. I'm just not used to giving orders on such a large scale. I'm already second-guessing myself on my actions, it doesn't help to know that there are others looking to me for direction. Or to protect them. *bows his head* And I haven't done that, either.
Belcoot: It's alright. I daresay there aren't many who are used to giving orders like this -- after all, it is a hard task... and to protect this many people, as well. *adds, almost as an afterthought* This many hot-headed people.
Geddoe: Exactly. *rubs his forehead* I've already lost control of Roy. I have no idea where he is, and patrolling the grounds hasn't turned him up. Sheena and Hervey's well-intentioned mistake has cost Lyon her freedom and may cost her life if we're not quick. *turns his hands palms-up in his lap* They're slipping through my fingers before I can even get to them.
Belcoot: ... Roy is most likely after Lyon or Yuber himself, if I know that boy well enough. *looks distracted at the thought of Roy getting himself in to trouble -- he does worry about him, even if the boy is immature at the best of times* Don't blame yourself, Geddoe. If it's out of your control, then that is what it is.
Geddoe: I don't know how Roy thinks he can track Yuber when I can't...the demon teleported himself away. It's brave, but stupid. *rubs his forehead again* Why must people always let love outweigh their good judgement in war?
Belcoot: He's a young boy. *smiles at the thought of that* He's lucky to have found someone he likes so much -- while his behaviour is worrying, I'm glad he's able to do something like that. As long as he doesn't die...
Geddoe: Young boy or not... *sighs hard* He'd better not get himself killed. I want to find Lyon as much as the next person but stealing someone's sword and running off to hunt down Yuber is not the way to do it.
Belcoot: ... He stole someone's sword? *that's news to him -- he looks startled* But, ah... *he goes through the scenarios in his head* Lady Mitsuba was yelling about the Pr -- ... ... ... *goes silent*
Geddoe: Lady Sialeeds told me he took Mitsuba's sword. Ah, and he was on a good track, too, imitating the Prince of Falena...it completely fooled Luca. He was safe with that.
Belcoot: ... That was quite wise of him -- ... and he let such a good charade go. Here I thought he'd learned some sense after the past few events. *he seems disappointed, and he glances at his hands a little helplessly* He's in worse danger than I originally believed, then...
Geddoe: I wish he would have come to me, but...I think he's had enough of me. Being over-protective, trying to keep him in line. *grimaces in frustration* I don't have any parenting instincts, I don't know how to deal with young people. I can relate to them as fighters, but not...on a personal level.
Belcoot: Relating to Roy as a fighter is probably best. I don't believe he has experience with parental figures, anyway... Something like that may frustrate him even more. *he leans back in his chair again* Don't worry so much. You're only doing your best -- that's all anyone can ask of you.
Geddoe: It's tough not to worry when people you thought you were protecting keep getting away from you and get themselves captured or injured. Or both.
Belcoot: I know. I'm not one to speak of not worrying, either, but all I can offer you are words.
Geddoe: It's enough. Thank you, Belcoot. *pushes himself out of his chair as if to pace, but pauses and sets a hand on the other man's shoulder as he passes* You've been more help to me than you know. I'm grateful.
Belcoot: *he looks confused, but doesn't question it too much* Ah, I'm glad then, whatever I'm doing.
Geddoe: You always seem to come by just when I need someone to talk to. *chuckles to himself and continues pacing* It saves me having to burden Wyatt with all my darkest thoughts.
Belcoot: Wyatt... he was the one in the, ah, towel the other day, correct? *seems sort of amused*
Geddoe: *chuckles again* Yes, that's Wyatt. I don't know how he got himself in that situation. He, uh... *glances over his shoulder* He was the last Fire Bringer along with me, he used to bear True Water. He and I go way back.
Belcoot: True Water... yes, I imagine you and him would go way back. *raises an eyebrow at that, still fascinated at the whole immortality thing* Well, I just hope he's found some clothes since then...
Geddoe: So do I. *turns and folds his arms, leaning on the wall nearby* But it's good to have other allies. Other friends. I may be shouldering a lot of responsibility, but at least I'm not alone.
Belcoot: There are many allies here that everyone knows -- which is truly a marvel. I suppose we're lucky in that sense. *he smiles, standing as well* With this kind of inner core, once we're united, I'm sure everything will work out fine. *being an optimist*
Geddoe: That's another thing I'm grateful for - you're more of an optimist than I am. *lowers his gaze to the floor* I just wish I could think of how to unite everyone. If there's more I can do besides secretly ask them to be ready to fight if and when it comes to that.
Belcoot: It'll all fall into place, I hope. *sighs* I'm not much of a commander myself -- all I do is instruct young men on how to wield their swords. I know much less about leadership than you, Geddoe.
Geddoe: And I've always been second in command. *closes his eye* Both large-scale wars I've been in, there was a Flame Champion to rally around. I merely stood at his side. He was the figurehead around which everyone united.
Belcoot: At least there's some valuable experience to be had. Rest assured with yourself -- a fighter with a True Rune such as yourself would make a fine figurehead, regardless.
Geddoe: *lifts his head* Me? What are you saying...that I should be some kind of...of 'Lightning Champion' for Budehuc?
Belcoot: All I'm saying is, if it needs to be done, then you can do it, if you ever wished. Assuming that no one steps up to the job, that is.
Geddoe: *looks away again, flustered, maybe even blushing a little* If no one else steps up...like Roy tried to, under the guise of a prince...oh damn.
Belcoot: *doesn't notice* Roy did a good job of it -- I'm surprised he spoke so eloquently... It was truly admirable.
Geddoe: I'm neither a prince nor a...nor all that eloquent. I don't want a position like that, I don't want people to think I'm taking control in the same way Luca is trying to. But... *sighs defeatedly* If no one else will do it, then all that's left is me.
Belcoot: I doubt anyone would think you were taking control in the same way -- either way, give it some time. *shakes his head, not wanting to put too much on Geddoe's plate* The castle will naturally look for a leader if it needs one -- be it you, or Salome, or some other fighter.
Geddoe: If it's fighting, I fear it may be me. Whether I want the position or not. Ah...I won't worry about it now. There's far too much to concentrate on as it is. The people I still need to talk to, finding Lyon and Thomas before it's too late...
Belcoot: Who else is there to talk to, asides from the other True Rune wielders? *walks over to the desk, giving the list another onceover*
Geddoe: A handful of people. It might be nice to speak with those I assume are already in defense of the castle, such as Juan, just to be sure. But it is primarily the True Rune bearers. *comes up behind Belcoot* I don't know how to approach Lucas or Tyr. They seem...shy.
Belcoot: I can't say I have spoken to either of them, so I wouldn't have any knowledge. Your observation seems accurate enough, at least. *frowns* Trying is all we can do at the moment, anyway.
Geddoe: Indeed. Keep an eye out for Roy...I don't know how successful he'll be but... *claps Belcoot on the shoulder again* Any little thing is better than nothing right now. I just hope we don't lose too many more before Luca's next outburst turns into drawn swords.
Belcoot: We'll be fine. Believe in everyone around you, and you'll begin to see the results in no time, I'm sure. *smiles* And I'll certainly keep an eye out for Roy... It'd be a pity to see him die at such a young age.
Geddoe: Ah, how can I be worried when I have you around to be so sunny? *pats Belcoot on the back and steps away* All we can do is keep looking, keep searching. But if you go to Salome and join the castle guard, for now, I think it would help that problem of being idle. We can use all the help we can get.
Belcoot: I'll certainly make sure to talk to Sir Salome, then. *he glances at the door now, sighing* I'll make myself useful over the coming weeks, I promise you that. For now though, we should both get some rest.
Geddoe: That sounds like the best idea I've heard all day. *steps aside to follow Belcoot to the door* I'd ask you to stay and be my bodyguard but, it won't do me any good to have my bodyguard asleep if Luca comes knocking.
Belcoot: *laughs* You're probably one of the last men around here who need a bodyguard, as well. *he walks over to the door* I'll see you around, Geddoe.
Geddoe: Sleep well, my friend. *lets Belcoot out, and then locks the door behind him just in case, before going over to the desk and putting some final notes on paper*