Diarmuid Ua Duibhne (Lancer)
COURT Seelie (Neutral Leanings)
TITLE
- Knight of the Golden Cadre
- Maskhunter/Hartslayer
- Shield of the Cothromach
- Champion of Redgate
OCCUPATION Knight/Trainer
ABLE TO FAST-TRAVEL
- Servant ability to travel at up to 100 times normal human speed.
- A ring given to him by Alyosha that allows him to teleport himself only pretty much anywhere.
- A ring given as a boon that will allow him to teleport to the side of any Seelie shardbearer if their life is in immediate danger.
COMMUNICATION METHODS
RESIDENCE IN 2,701 Cu Chulainn's castle, Dun Dealgan, south of Daonna, his rooms at Alyosha's villa, and occasionally his rooms at Caer Glaem when he is working on his personal training ground.
RESIDENCE IN 2,702 His rooms at Alyosha's villa, and occasionally, his rooms at Caer Glaem when he is working on his personal training ground. As of May, he will be invited to move into Flora's villa in Leathann.
MAJOR EVENTS
MASTER/SERVANT BOND CREATED W/ALYOSHA. [ ✖ ]
SETS UP HIS PERSONAL TRAINING GROUND AT CAER GLAEM. [ ✖ ]
CSI: DAONNA. [ ✖ ]
BECOMES A CAPTAIN IN THE RED HAND. [ ✖✖
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MAJOR CHANGES
POST BATTLE:
- His right arm is missing at the shoulder.
- There are several 'bleed over' effects from his Master/Servant bond with Alyosha because various factors. These include:
- When his emotions are high (especially when he is angry) he will grow fangs and the pupils of his eyes will slit like a snake's eyes.
- He will crave blood whenever his energy levels are low or whenever Alyosha is strongly craving it herself. This is partly because of her being a vampire, but also because on his world, blood is one of the things that carries magical energy and so he knows it is a source of gaining that energy should he need it.
- Because of Alyosha's shadow magic, when Diarmuid uses his fire ring, the fire summoned will be shadow tinted instead of normal.
- Unspecified bleed over from the sigil magic that is so tightly tied to her.
POST TIMESKIP:
- No longer introduces himself as 'Lancer.' Instead, he uses his real name.
- Diarmuid's fighting style shifts to something reminiscent of Capoeira. His right leg is used as much as possible in place of his missing right arm, and as a result of that, his right leg now is lightly armored from knee to foot with armor that is much like that which was once on his left arm. His boot has also been modified with a hidden blade. The blade can be released with a certain tap of his foot giving him a second weapon should he need it.
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SUMMARY OF KNOWN DETAILS
If Diarmuid was confused going into the battle, he is even more so coming out of it. Both castles lie in ruins, untold numbers are dead on all sides, and who knows how many worlds went with them? What good came of all of it? None. None that Diarmuid can see. As a result, he is pushed even more toward favoring the neutral side. Deep down, he no longer fully considers himself Seelie. The golden cloak that marks him as a knight of the Golden Cadre is not a badge of honor, but a reminder that even knights can take the wrong path. After he recovers from losing his right arm and spends some time learning to fight again, he will focus on strengthening his bonds with his family and friends. It doesn't matter what side they are on for he does not see them as Seelie or Unseelie. They are family. They are friend. That is all that matters. When not helping Alyosha, his new Master, and fighting the Neutral fight, he will also spend time training others, building his personal training ground at Caer Glaem, and...breeding bandersnatches? Well, at least trying. Who knows if the bandersnatches will cooperate...
Of course, all of that will be put to the side when it comes time to spoil babbins and mercenar-- Err, wait, that should be spoiling babbins and LEADING mercenaries. That's better...
PLANS
- Recover from his injuries both physically and mentally.
- Adjust to his new Master/Servant bond with Alyosha and the bleed over.
- Learn to fight again. (Looking into a new arm will come later.)
- Work on getting the personal training ground he has been granted built to his specifications.
- Meet with Lancelot to discuss worries etc about Tarz's tactics.
- Keep in contact with his Unseelie friends. Find ways to meet with them despite the crack down on cross court interaction.
- Spend more time with Grainne.
- Teach fighting and shard training as requested.
- Tag team fighting with his new Master so they can learn to be badasses together. :-D
- Do whatever he can to help the Neutral side.
- Go hunting for new bandersnatch friends with Alice.
TIMELINE OF EVENTS
Things Occurring THROUGHOUT the Timeskip
- Working on his training grounds at Caer Glaem.
- Learning to fight again/Practicing with his shard.(Alyosha and Lancelot will help.)
- Training others to fight/use their shards.
- Becoming used to his bond with Alyosha and the overflow from it.
SPRING IN 2,701 (Mar, Apr, May)
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- MARCH -
- Ask Rin to enchant the necklace he got from Merida so he can contact all Seelie/Unseelie with it (Late Feb).
- Talk to Politezerker about his arm. (Late Feb)
- Recovery from losing his arm. (Both mental and physical.)
- Visits the new Barrel.
- Check in on Kayneth.
- Meet Gilgamesh.
- Visit Zuko at Azure to help unfreeze things and for fire training.
- More unfreezing and fire training with Merida.
- Finds a strange and very large egg...
- Begin work on his training ground in Caer Glaem after a handwaved talk with John and Lancelot(Flora will help with terrains).
- Long talk (and cry session) with Grainne about his arm, her losing the baby, and other things from her time back home (handwaved).
- Talking to Lancelot about Tarz.
- Check in with Saber now that she has had time to calm down.
- Go hunting for bandersnatches with Alice.
- APRIL -
- Travel to the Cothromach and renew his vows to it and Sansa. Talk about ferry system work.
- Meeting Aslan at Caer Glaem (Training Grounds).
- Teach Hikaru (Lucifer) to use her(his) shard @ the Station.
- Trip to the Barrel to celebrate his birthday.
- The strange egg hatches right around his birthday. Congratulations Diarmuid! It's a fluffy green bird?!? Well, at least it's not a dinosaur...
- MAY -
- Map out the waterways around the Cothromach for Sansa & the ferry project.
- Hunt golden swans with Thrall (get at least two--one for Caer and one for Aengus)
- Start training Oscar the bandersnatch to hunt.
- Work on the training grounds with Flora.
- Drop into the Art Gallery Opening in Parrais.
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| SUMMER IN 2,701 (Jun, Jul, Aug) |
- JUNE -
- Training for those who wish it: Gilgamesh-shard.
- Goes to the Treun tournament. Observes, but does not participate because of his arm. Bonds with Merida.
- Meets Javik at the tournament.
- Acts as Alyosha's witness at the duel between her and Hermione.
- JULY - CSI: Daonna (Quest)--Sent to Daonna after the hangings to investigate for Waver. Interview Alice, Merida, Faolan. Work with Sara & Politezerker. Lén accompanies Diarmuid to help.
- AUGUST -
- Fire training with Merida.
- Talk with her about battle/Master stuff.
- Meeting Remus Lupin.
- Golem hunting with Javik.
- Visit the Cothromach's Markets.
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| FALL IN 2,701 (Sept, Oct, Nov) |
- SEPTEMBER -
- Heartbreak: Grainne is sent home from the Drabwurld.
- Language kerfuffle! Just how close to Gaelic is Drabbish anyway?
- Help Alice with her orphanage.
- Training: Gilgamesh/Work on the Training Grounds
- OCTOBER -
- Samhain!
- Meet the Black Shuck
- Meets Sam.
- Anniversary of his arrival.
- NOVEMBER -
- Hunts inmates.
- Protects others from the inmates.
- Meets up with Lancelot to talk.
- Becomes co-parents to a bunch of mercs with John Grimm.
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| WINTER IN 2,701/2,702 (Dec, Jan, Feb) |
- DECEMBER -
- Yule! Silliness with Fox Merida.
- Hunt the White Hart. Slays him with Katsa. Reward: 200 gold pieces, a while cloak and the title of Hartslayer until the next hunt comes around.
- Anniversary of the Fox Hunt.
- JANUARY -
- Shard Training.
- Working on his Training Grounds.
- 'Learning' to relax a little with Kaldur.
- Meeting up with Gilgamesh at Caer Glaem.
- FEBRUARY -
- Runs into Grell at the Noa Woods for sparring.
- Goes to Parrais for the Ostara Feast.
- 1 year anniversary with Alyosha.
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| SPRING IN 2,702 (Mar, Apr) |
- MARCH -
- Fight zombies.
- Visits Lumina's Chocobo Ranch and does some undead removal. Gets a new friend for Aengus?
- Learning to fight again complete.
- APRIL -
- Shelters his fairy groupies to keep them safe.
- Work on his training grounds at Caer Glaem finishes.
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oathshackledbird) wrote2011-08-04 01:48 am
FOR DIA-SAMA...
Gilgamesh hadn't really intended to join in on the party to begin with; he could get free food and drink whenever and wherever he pleased, but something had lured him out from his room. Or perhaps someone, a radiant yet humble man as the guest of honor, laughing and smiling and reminding the great King what it meant to enjoy oneself in the company of friends (only one, Gilgamesh, and never again).
So they sang and they danced and had all kinds of fun, and eventually he broke away from the crowd—quietly, for one otherwise so boisterous—to retire in private. He stands by the window, hands in his pockets, and considers how far he's come that such a situation was even possible.
That he could stay in the home of an enemy, that he could reminisce with a rival Servant, and that he could find himself wishing for just a bit more time. Just one more smile, just once more chance to hear his proper name again. Of course, King of Heroes. He seemed to know it the best of anyone.
The harp plucks strong within Gilgamesh's heart. Today, he is affectionate, and nostalgic, and longing for company.]
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As things start winding down, Diarmuid notices that the golden king has slipped away and he cannot help but wonder if everything is all right. Perhaps he worries too much. It is a fault more often or not, but just on the off chance something has upset the other servant, Diarmuid wishes to find out.
After making sure he has the egg that is so near to hatching safely in the bag Grainne gave him for it, Diarmuid picks up two glasses of wine and follows Gilgamesh's magical signature until he tracks the golden king down.]
One more glass before you go, Dear King?
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Lancer. Finally stepped away from the festivities, hm? What an insult to steal all that attention away from me, the rightful star.
[He's joking—this time. He gestures for the man to join him, moving to sit on the edge of the mattress. He thrums with energy to see Diarmuid, and all the more so at the prospect of alcohol. Some things never change.]
I'll allow it, in exchange for your gift. Come.
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[Once Gilgamesh has taken the glass of wine he wants, Diarmuid moves over to drop the bag with his egg in it off in a chair near the bed. He then takes a seat on the bed as he has been told to. Honestly, he would usually be more wary, but it is hard to worry when the golden king's energy reads as so open, welcoming, and happy. It is nice to know that it wasn't someone upsetting him that caused him to leave the party. It was something else.
Diarmuid raises his glass in a toast.]
To the King of Heroes, he who came first and to who we owe so much.
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To the handsome man, who crossed my threshold and boldly offers me wine with his praise. Do not doubt it; I've taken note.
[And then he drinks, and drinks, and drinks. And it's so very good, which he would expect from such fine Celtic stock. Perhaps his people really did know how to have a good time. They'd proven as much during the party, anyway.
Gilgamesh's glancing at Lancer could only be called suggestive as it is now.]
I heard it took some dragging to get you here. How unfortunate you'd so carelessly turn away my affection.
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I don't know if I would say boldly. I am merely giving you what you deserve, the praise that you have earned for what you have done.
[He takes note of the look that the golden king gives him, but thinks little of it for the moment. Back when he had first lived, it had not been that uncommon for men to flirt and tease each other, especially when drinking. It didn't mean it was going to go anywhere...]
Please do not take it as an insult, for I did not mean it that way. I am afraid one of my faults is that I think too much of others and not enough of myself sometimes.
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[A candid confession for a King not ordinarily so forthcoming, but the harp stringing him along has his mouth flying along with him. And it's not so much suffering, besides; there's nothing wrong with embracing your strengths and your talents. Diarmuid may simply need some assistance embracing himself, too.
Gilgamesh flops over onto his side with his half-finished glass, glancing at his companion through hooded eyes.]
But I'll accept your apology, for I know you mean it in earnest. 'tis true, that the weakness of your kind lies in that deep-rooted honor that clings so fiercely to your heart. Even so, I enjoy watching it. And you.
[Speaking of... his gaze flickers to the window.]
That was your wife beside you this eve, was it not? The woman shadowing your side.
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Should he say something? Or should he just wait and see if things get worse and then say something? The last thing Diarmuid wants to do is insult Gilgamesh on accident.]
Perhaps, but there is nothing wrong with being opposites. It also means that we compliment each other...
[Diarmuid's eyes come up from his glass then. There is surprise and curiosity in them.]
You like...watching me?
[As much as Diarmuid would like to say it is a relief to change the topic from Gilgamesh watching him to something else, he is not sure if the golden king asking about Grainne is what he would like that topic to be.]
Yes, that was my wife. Why do you ask?
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[Once upon a time was a very long time ago indeed, however. And while Gilgamesh has no qualms with taking what he wants, regardless of whether or not his prize is taken themselves, Diarmuid has earned a small shred of Gilgamesh's respect so far. The will of the harp may intend one thing, but the will of Gilgamesh is something not even the Grail could endure later on down the line.
Still, that doesn't mean he won't press his luck. His hand drifts on over, just across Diarmuid's hip. No further, though it shouldn't have to go any further to make his intent clear.]
I was just thinking that you are truly cursed to endure such a... waspish... presence. I daresay you'd prefer my sting over hers, but who am I to judge?
[A single eyebrow lifts to fill all the provocative blanks left over.]
You are something fate would forbid me to have, no?
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[There is an odd tone of disappointment in Diarmuid's voice, but it doesn't last long, driven away by the rush of feelings that hit him when Gilgamesh's hand drifts across his hip. Before, he had brushed off the meaning of the other servant's words and actions. Now there is no way to. No way to and part of him that doesn't want to. It's part of him that misses the nights he spent out with the others in the Fianna. The times after battle when celebration was called for or those times around the fire when the only comfort could be found with one who truly understood.
Diarmuid is married and his wife is here. He shouldn't want that anymore--shouldn't need it--but deep down, part of him does.
It takes a great amount of effort to push passed those feelings, though Diarmuid doesn't push Gilgamesh's hand away like he probably should. Instead, he tries to focus on something different. The golden king's words about Grainne. That should work...except for one problem. Diarmuid's emotions are already stirred and even without feeling the harp's influence, he probably speaks more freely than is wise.]
She...is not always so bad. This place has been hard on her. She says I am not as she remembers no matter how hard I try to be. It's just...I am how I remember...how I remember being as a knight. A knight she never knew. A time before she made me leave all that behind...
[Diarmuid sighs, closing his eyes.]
I don't know what fate forbids anymore except my happiness perhaps...
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And then, without hesitation, he sits up again and drapes arms around the other man's shoulders, voice so stirring and commanding that it would be nearly impossible to ignore.]
It is not a role you need forsake, Diarmuid. We are envied because we are beautiful, I won't deny it, but...
[Well, why would he? He basks in it. His issue seems that he's been made to feel shame for it, and that's the real tragedy. Someone broke him, and not in a way Gilgamesh favors. But he isn't so forgone, either, that it can't be fixed. Not so fated that he's forbidden from having his own needs and wants.
At least Gilgamesh thinks so. And what he thinks tends to happen.]
There's no reason to deny yourself that happiness. The only curse you bear is the one you've placed upon your own heart, so if you see something you want, pursue it. If you see someone you desire, chase them. You are a knight by right and by blood, but no one can take from you the choice of where you lay down your sword at night. No man or woman or any mere liege.
[Teasing with a nudge to his face, he flashes Diarmuid one of his infamously dazzling smiles.]
None other than myself, of course! And surely I have always known you, and all the others, as king among your kind.
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Then there are the conflicting emotions. His vows to Grainne. His knowledge that this is probably all harp fed because why else would such a great king show such interest in him, a knight so far beneath him that he shouldn't even dare to breath the same air?
As Diarmuid fights to control his emotions, his head tilts forward to rest against Gilgamesh's shoulder. Acceptance, but not...not from how tense the rest of his body is. Finally, he speaks, voice soft and unsure.]
I...want...I...
[Suddenly, a very loud cracking sound fills the room followed by another equally loud unexpected sound.]
WAAAAAARK!
[Diarmuid jerks away from Gilgamesh so hard that he almost falls off the bed. It is only a quick redirect of that energy that keeps him from spilling onto the floor. He moves quickly from the bed to kneel in front of the egg he carried in with him. It's almost done hatching...]
The egg...
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What's inside, then? You never said.
[Tapping at the cracking shell with a tip of a finger, he laughs. With his previous mission failed, he helps chip away at some of it.]
Come on. If you're going to be born, then be born! It's the king's command, so obey me!
[...only Gilgamesh would try to bring something to life with the power of his will.]
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[Diarmuid turns a wide eyed, excited look on Gilgamesh. In fact, he almost looks more a child than a man for a brief moment before he turns back to the egg to assist the small creature in hatching just as the golden king is.]
Come now! You heard him, Little One, and it won't do to make the king angry!
[As if the baby inside of the egg hears and understands them, the egg suddenly starts rocking and then the rest of the shell bursts outward revealing a fluffy, green...bird?]
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRK!
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The bird, or rather the chocobo, being what it is, of course warks in reply.]
Hey, it's actually kind of...
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No! Now that is not nice. No biting even if you are hungry!
[He taps the bird lightly on the beak and it seems to realize it has done wrong, bowing its head and making a sad warking sound. Then, don't ask from what pocket Diarmuid pulls it from, a small package of bread crumbs appears. It's not much, but he puts it down in front of the bird who seems very happy to have it to nibble on. Once the bird is taken care of, he turns to Gilgamesh.]
Hopefully, the bite isn't too bad...
[Does he need to kiss it better, oh mighty King of Heroes?]
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Control your feathery heathen, lest I strike it down from this world.
[Though it's minor as far as threats from Gilgamesh go. Already he's nudging back, trying to get a closer look at this strange creature that dared bite a King without any fear at all. What kind of bird was it, anyway? What kind of brutal, beak-snapping beast could wound a Hero so boldly?
He's since learned not to touch, but Gilgamesh does lean in on his arms, watching it munch, munch, munch on its bread.]
It's certainly... energetic. It suits you, in a way.
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Look at it this way, apparently he knows the very best when it is offered to him. My bird has good taste.
We should think of-- What do you mean it suits me?
[Diarmuid looks closer at the small bird wondering what about it was so like him. Energetic? Well maybe. And it is green, but that is about it. He turns a curious look up at the golden king.]
How so? Besides the fact it is green and energetic?
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As for his question, well... Gilgamesh glances back at him, too.]
Green is the color of spring. And you are full of life, like this creature, so it suits you.
[Quite a high compliment from the King. Is it due to the harp? Maybe. Maybe not.]
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Thank you, though the king is being far too gracious now, I think...
[Since the chocobo has finishes eating now and actually is starting to look a little sleepy, Diarmuid slowly and carefully picks it up and cuddles it against his chest. He then turns to Gilgamesh and smiles.]
It might be a little safer to try and pet him now, if you still wish to.
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Gilgamesh gives it a gentle stroke along its beak, to a pleased awk-awk from the chick. Bond successfully established.]
You must give it a name. Something to compliment its color, such as... viridian! But that's too much of a mouthful, I'd say.
[Thinking, thinking... ah, perfect.]
How about "Vivi"? It's cute.
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Again, it strikes him as odd how gentle Gilgamesh is being, but he is done questioning if it is the harp or some secret part of the golden king that very few actually see. He is just going to go with it.]
Vivi?
[The name is cute, but Diarmuid isn't sure if that is really what he wants to go with. The soft green, the new life, the mood of the night...]
Perhaps I should name him Aengus after my father. He was a god of love and youth. He loved new life, happiness, and joy like what we celebrated tonight.
What do you think? Is it too complicated a name for a small animal?
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