It was annoying. One moment, he was copying and translating some notes into a new tome, and the next moment, he woke up in a weird, metallic dungeon, surrounded by people he didn't know. And then, there was the chocker. It has resembled the ones Jin'li used on his victims, but the disembodied voice claimed they were "mostly harmless", and as long as everyone complied, they'd come off later.
His tasks were fairly simple: find your partner, answer some questions, an eating contest, and lastly, charades. For some villain, he was pretty harmless. Physically at least. By the end of the day, all that was accomplished was a lot of awkward feelings towards some of the people he'd seen, but not met.
There was Obsidian Hornet, a tall Roegadyn lady who was his first partner. They'd seemed to have worked well together, and had bonded a little. He didn't really know much about her, but they did have some fun with their task, and he'd have to really see who the crazier person was later. He didn't think she'd win.
Then there was Ser Coatleque Crofte. The sultansworn who'd initially tried to break up his fight when he first met Natalie. Another person he didn't really know, but he'd seen her around the Quicksand often. Usually around that pillar the paladins seemed to flock to.
Lastly, there was that bard again. Tan skin and dark hair. Her named was... Brynn? He couldn't exactly recall, but she looked to have the most fun of them all, poking fun at Ser Crofte the whole time, making moves towards Warren. There seemed to be no end of delight in watching the two paladins try to get back together to her.
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And then the kiss. Why? Why?! Just thinking of it made Franz's ears turn bright red. Yes, Miss Hornet and Miss Brynn? were attractive women, but he already had someone. What would Lydia have done if she'd seen that? He knew the answer, of course. She'd have kicked his arse. That much of his past had been "recovered". He may not know his name still, but he had a general idea of his childhood, and a fairly clear idea of his early adulthood to now, save for some rather important details. When he first joined the Garlean army, Lydia was the commanding officer. She'd built her rank up with hard work, and maybe just a tinge of sadism that the Legionaries found entertaining.
Like all Garlean men of age, He had enlisted for the army. For 18 cycles, he was fairly big for his age, but hadn't done anything with it, working the various inns and pubs his family had run. The inns had since become temporary housing for the military, the pubs turned into cafeterias. He'd grown sick of having to work for the very thing he wanted to be, and signed up, much to his parents' joy. He'd been happy himself until he met the demon of a woman he was placed under. Correction, former demon. ((Maybe one day the story will get written. Or people can ICly ask him at this point)).
His tasks were fairly simple: find your partner, answer some questions, an eating contest, and lastly, charades. For some villain, he was pretty harmless. Physically at least. By the end of the day, all that was accomplished was a lot of awkward feelings towards some of the people he'd seen, but not met.
There was Obsidian Hornet, a tall Roegadyn lady who was his first partner. They'd seemed to have worked well together, and had bonded a little. He didn't really know much about her, but they did have some fun with their task, and he'd have to really see who the crazier person was later. He didn't think she'd win.
Then there was Ser Coatleque Crofte. The sultansworn who'd initially tried to break up his fight when he first met Natalie. Another person he didn't really know, but he'd seen her around the Quicksand often. Usually around that pillar the paladins seemed to flock to.
Lastly, there was that bard again. Tan skin and dark hair. Her named was... Brynn? He couldn't exactly recall, but she looked to have the most fun of them all, poking fun at Ser Crofte the whole time, making moves towards Warren. There seemed to be no end of delight in watching the two paladins try to get back together to her.
--
And then the kiss. Why? Why?! Just thinking of it made Franz's ears turn bright red. Yes, Miss Hornet and Miss Brynn? were attractive women, but he already had someone. What would Lydia have done if she'd seen that? He knew the answer, of course. She'd have kicked his arse. That much of his past had been "recovered". He may not know his name still, but he had a general idea of his childhood, and a fairly clear idea of his early adulthood to now, save for some rather important details. When he first joined the Garlean army, Lydia was the commanding officer. She'd built her rank up with hard work, and maybe just a tinge of sadism that the Legionaries found entertaining.
Like all Garlean men of age, He had enlisted for the army. For 18 cycles, he was fairly big for his age, but hadn't done anything with it, working the various inns and pubs his family had run. The inns had since become temporary housing for the military, the pubs turned into cafeterias. He'd grown sick of having to work for the very thing he wanted to be, and signed up, much to his parents' joy. He'd been happy himself until he met the demon of a woman he was placed under. Correction, former demon. ((Maybe one day the story will get written. Or people can ICly ask him at this point)).
