Post by electricloras on Feb 26, 2013 20:11:05 GMT -5
With a final zap to some random man in the front of the crowd, who failed to notice the boy slipping past him, Loras made it up to Sona. Most of the fans in his path were now arguing amongst each other, thinking the others were responsible for the shocking they had received. Loras grinned as he he rotated the holographic display on his watch, showing what appeared to be a frame.
"Miss Sona, would it be alright if I got a picture with you?"
Another paper, but this one was jerked away mid-signing, leaving a black stain scrawled across the page. The man seemed hurt, and was arguing with people. Sona would've had time to look into it, but there was a boy before her asking for a picture. A familiar boy too, but she couldn't place him.
She nodded in acceptance and waved him closer, holding out a hand to take. She found if she offered, it typically sped up the process, rather than waiting for the fans to gather their courage and ask for a hug too. The thought provoked a flicker of distaste to flicker across her features, mostly directed at her older fans. She'd endured enough stares in her life, enough 'she can't say no' jokes from the very moment it stopped being disgusting to joke about a little girl.
This one was young, so it likely wasn't going to be an issue. Plus he seemed so oddly familiar. She would have to ask afterwards.
Sona's sixth sense was not far off as Rudmed and his group were watching her closely. Though in the public eye she was safe, but twelve pairs of eyes were quite possibly hostile to her. That hostility would be proven later in, but for now they remained incognito.
Rudmed was relieved to see the odd mercenary man turn to leave, after all he was one of the few that suspected something. Then Draven showed up, but just as quickly left. That meant less complications and perhaps less questions for when Rudmed and his members made their move. Of course they would make this move under the guise of being an escort under the orders of the Grand General Swain. After all Swain would not dare to allow anything to happen to his favorite musician nor would he want to risk possible issues caused by an unfortunate accidents.
Furthermore, no Noxian would dare to questions the orders of the Grand General himself...forged or not.
Post by electricloras on Feb 26, 2013 23:06:09 GMT -5
As Loras took her hand, the Maven would feel the ever-present current of electricity that flowed through the boy. It wasn't enough to make one flinch, though prolonged contact with him would leave one tingling and their hair on edge. He himself seemed to not notice it, as he had something else on his mind.
Loras was struggling to keep a picture appropriate face, the fact that he was taking a picture with and hugging Sona almost bringing a giddy smile to his face. But he had to stay cool, he doubted he'd get a second picture in. After all, a crowd was waiting. Putting on a picturesque smile, he began a voice command.
As much as she might've liked to smile for the picture, she couldn't help but stand perfectly straight with a confused expression, not entirely comfortable with the electricity running through her body. It felt bad to ruin the picture, but this sensation felt worse. As soon as it was convenient, she removed her arm from around the body's shoulder and took a step back, bumping into one of the faceless mass around her.
The Etwahl gravitated into Sona's hands, her feet leaving the ground as soon as a finger landed upon the luminous strings. She turned and nodded to the man she'd stepped into, floating back a few feet in embarrassment, a few notes reaching out in apology to him, even if there was no need for them. Perhaps she should just go and meet with Draven now and spare herself any more fumbling.
Rudmed noticed that Sona was preparing to leave as she began to float again...she did seem rather uncomfortable. So it was now or never for the group to makes it move. Rudmed dressed in noble attire and members of his order dressed in a mix of leather and metal armor made their ways through the crowd.
Upon arriving in front of Sona, Rudmed gave a low and proper bow,"Lady Buvelle, a pleasure to meet you. I am Felix Bero, my men and I shall be serving as your escort for today. Granted you can most likely take care of yourself, but these orders come straight from the Grand General himself. He sends his regards for missing your performance..as he was attending to business." He explained hoping this would be enough to satisfy her suspicion.
"Name your destination and my men and I shall escort you there, Lady Buvelle."
Post by electricloras on Feb 28, 2013 0:19:28 GMT -5
Frowning on the inside at the picture, Loras hid it well with a smile and a wave. With nothing more than a "Thanks, Sona," he began walking back through the crowd, which was somehow still arguing. Loras raised an arm to look at the picture again, sighing. He thought his new powers were cool, but outside of Piltover he felt alienated. And staying in the city for the rest of his life didn't sound too prosperous.
Stepping onto Ambition he prepared to fly back home. Maybe there was something he could build to further control his powers. Or maybe you should just practice.
The Maven turned and looked at the man who called himself Felix, blinking a few times. This wasn't part of the plan, but she supposed since it was a personal request from none other than Swain himself, that it was reason enough to ask to meet with him. A quick meeting of pen to paper announced her intentions to see the man himself to her newly found guide, the pink of her lips curving into a gentle smile.
Her feet touched down lightly on the ground below with a soft tap tap, one leg darting behind the other as she lifted the edges of her drab robe up in a quick curtsy, her head inclining slightly out of respect to her audience. Of course, she was not so boring as to let it end there, hefting the custom-made Etwahl case and hurling it out into the crowd. It was light, so it wouldn't hurt anyone if it was caught and it was very hard to miss. A memento for them, she supposed.
With that done, she waited patiently for the man and his entourage to lead the way.
Rudmed bowed and signaled his men, who formed a formation around the Maven. One in front, two on each side, and fourth guarding the rear. The crowd would part as the entourage made their way through it. Rudmed walked beside Sona, and it was quite before Rudmed finally asked. "Pardon my curiosity Miss Buvelle, but your foster mother is named Lestara? Also does she happens to be a collector of exotic trinkets?"
This story was of course a tale conjured up as a way to get her to talk. After all he was trying to discover if there was a sin she had buried deep down, and if there was...punishment would be swift. His suspicion of course was not portrayed anywhere in his face, after all he was trained to lie and deceive. All of this he learned in order to arrive at the final truth that all inquisitors sought.
Post by The Glorious Executioner on Mar 3, 2013 4:20:18 GMT -5
As Draven starts to walk off he hears the man offer personal guard from General Swain himself. "Felix?" Draven didn't recognize the name. Swain would not send some unnamed soldier to escort a personal guest. "Posing to be a noxian soldier, dumb idea." "Dravens got a date with her nothing will happen as long as i'm around." he says to himself as he turns back into the crowd. He steals a hooded cloak from a nearby bench and slowly starts to follow Sona and this "Felix" Character. "Hey you Rose, I need you to get a message to my brother, Tell him that someone is posing as a personal guard and i think he means to kill Sona"
Subtle? I Don't Do Subtle. Summoner Name: TheDestitute Add meh
The student's ashamed of herself- in dismissing someone she'd thought to be suspicious for reasons that may have been foolish, she'd missed the real threat that this man posed. On the other hand, she was concerned it may be a false alarm- but she'd been given an order, and intended to follow it.
Post by The Glorious Executioner on Mar 3, 2013 4:51:31 GMT -5
"He should be at the high command Castle, My carriage is just down the road tell the driver to take you there, when you roll up in my carriage he will know i sent you" Draven reaches in his pocket and hands her a key. "It will open the carriage door so the driver knows i sent you." "Dont break anything i got it just the way i like it". He says with a serious look on his face. as he turns back to Sona and "Felix"
Subtle? I Don't Do Subtle. Summoner Name: TheDestitute Add meh
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