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Title: Neutral and Dark Collide
Character(s): [personal profile] heelofspades Adrian Popescu (Romania) and [personal profile] queenofclocks Arthur Kirkland
Rating: Semi-violence?
Warnings: None at the moment
Post Type: Prose or Action RP

It's been a long time since Adrian wore his old wizarding garment, long azure robes adorned with the finest sapphires and silver linings. Truth be told, it's been a long while since he last dressed for any fine occasion. He was always happy with his long dark robes which hid all his features. He was happy staying in the shadows where no one paid him any attention. Darkness allowed him all the freedom he needed.

Unfortunately, this was the King's request. For all his child-like innocence and cheerfulness, lies a darker soul which the dungeon keeper did not really mind. The King had two duties: be loved and feared. Adrian had a healthy dose of both. Thus, when the King requested that the 'High Magician' of his court reveal himself to the Queen a week after their Royal Wedding, Adrian had to obey.

Adrian did not mind the request greatly. The new Queen brimmed with untapped magical abilities. If it was the request of the King to teach the Queen magical defense, he did not mind this entirely. After all, his love for magic equaled his love for his kingdom.

Immediately after the King had spoken to him, Adrian appeared within the Queen's chambers in a puff of blue smoke. His robes lighter than usual and the Lunalis staff on his hand. Then there was a cheerful salute.

"Gut day, your majesty"

Date: 2014-05-03 09:48 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (sigh)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
Arthur had been warned of the magician's coming, but he still jumped at the sudden appearance in his chambers, nearly dropping the book he'd been reading to pass the time waiting. Taking a breath to regain his composure, the new Queen set his book aside and took his time getting to his feet and facing the dungeon keeper.

"Good day, Lord Popescu," Arthur said with a polite nod of his head. He'd been given lessons on proper court behavior since he was young, but he was still a little unsure on how to interact with a few people in the Palace. And the magician was near the top of that list. "The King sent you, did he not?"

Date: 2014-05-08 02:38 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (stupid king)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"And wanted to be sure I knew how to protect myself should the need arise, I gather," Arthur said with just a flicker of annoyance. Really, he wasn't helpless, but he supposed he should be glad that Alfred was showing he cared.

As for his magic, Arthur's reserves were a proverbial fountain. If anything, that was one reason why the spells he cast didn't work. Either he held the magic too tightly and not enough got used, or too loosely and too much went into the spell and made it work in weird ways that he hadn't intended. "Alright, how would you like to start things off?"

Date: 2014-05-08 08:00 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (sigh)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
Twisting around to try and figure out where he'd gone, Arthur scowled when he spotted the dungeon keeper. He marched over to glare down at him. "Get out of there! There are only two people who ever belong in a queen's bed, and you are neither of them," he said, reaching to pull him out. "I've learned some basic wards and offensive spells I picked up when this idiot from Diamond kept visiting uninvited. Before my mark was announced," he added quickly. He didn't want to create any international issues where none were needed.

Date: 2014-05-08 08:15 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (sigh)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"In my room, not in my bed," Arthur said with a growl, increasing his effort when he was laughed at. But that change in tone made him pause. "Bonnefoy. Don't worry, I made absolutely sure there was always a member of my staff present. I knew him when we were children, so I know exactly what he's like."

Date: 2014-05-08 08:23 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (unreadable)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
He shook his head, giving up and folding his arms over his chest. "It'd stress him out more than necessary if I told him." Shaking his head, Arthur looked down at the other. "He stopped when my mark was announced. At least the idiot showed that he had some sense in his head. Or in his advisers, more likely."

Date: 2014-05-08 08:42 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (Default)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"As long as nothing further comes of it, I see no reason to bring it up further," Arthur said with a nod as he turned and walked back over to the seat by his desk. "I certainly never had interest in the twit, but there's no reason to make the King stress over it. Now, let's get back to the reason you're here."

Date: 2014-05-08 09:00 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (power of spades)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"I'm adept at creating illusions and have some knack with curses," Arthur said, folding his hands in his lap. "Along with some transformation spells which are surprisingly useful. And I learned them from the fairies that lived around my home."

Date: 2014-05-08 09:06 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (sigh)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
The Queen nodded, a little smile on his lips. Meeting the fairies around the palace had been such a relief when he'd been brought here. "They've been making me feel very much at home," he said with a smile before rubbing the back of his neck. "I was taught a few more direct spells, but I'm not very good at them. Either they fizzle or cause much more damage than I wanted."

Date: 2014-05-08 09:28 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (sigh)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
Well, if that wasn't ominous. Arthur frowned a little as he nodded in confirmation, wondering just how exactly the other planned to teach him. "I did, actually."

Date: 2014-05-08 09:47 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (sigh)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"I'm fine," Arthur said quickly, a hand to his head as he reoriented himself. That was certainly not going to be his favorite way to travel any time soon. "Though I suggest when we're through for the day that we walk back to the Palace."

Date: 2014-05-08 09:58 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (power of spades)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"Because it's a lovely day out and it's a pleasant walk," the Queen said with a snort, not about to admit that it was because he didn't like the feel of the spell when he wasn't used to it.

He held his hand up, a simple wand tipped with a star held lightly in his fingers. "It depends on the spell, doesn't it? But I'm faster with the wand."

Date: 2014-05-08 05:36 pm (UTC)
queenofclocks: (power of spades)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"Remember that you asked," Arthur said, taking a deep breath to draw on that magic. Then without any more pause, he whipped up the wand and shot a bolt of power directly towards the dungeon keeper, stray sparks singing the ground around them.

Date: 2014-05-10 07:56 pm (UTC)
queenofclocks: (power of spades)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"Don't patronize me," Arthur snapped, drawing up another blast with a growl. He should have known that the dungeon keeper would be a better fighter than he was, it was his job after all, but he still wouldn't take snarky comments from him.

Date: 2014-05-11 09:55 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (power of spades)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
Scowling, Arthur banished his wand, drawing that power directly to his hands. He had less control attacking without his wand, but could usually channel more of it. With eyes narrowed, he sent a wild wave at the other magic user.

Date: 2014-05-11 10:35 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (power of spades)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
Arthur whipped around, drawing another blast to his hands in preparation for whatever the mage was up to. His palms were red with it, and he knew from experience too much would make them blister. But he wasn't going to back down because of that! "Need to see more, dungeon keeper?"

Date: 2014-05-11 10:50 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (power of spades)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
Ah, but defense was something he was very good at. Jumping back, he threw up his hands and a glowing shell surrounded him, pushing that pulse back at its caster.

Date: 2014-05-11 11:14 am (UTC)
queenofclocks: (power of spades)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
The Queen gritted his teeth as he held his ground, heels digging into the ground as he pushed more magic into the shield. As the next strike hit it, a large crack appeared, bits of the attack pushing through to land a good slice on Arthur's outstretched palms.

Date: 2014-05-11 02:15 pm (UTC)
queenofclocks: (queen of spades - tea)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"Just a scratch," Arthur said, showing the cuts on his palms. They weren't deep, just now starting to redden. "I've gotten worse being careless with my rose garden."

Date: 2014-05-11 04:16 pm (UTC)
queenofclocks: (sigh)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"I'd mind more if you weren't actively trying to keep me from harm," Arthur said with a sigh. He was still getting used to being so fiercely protected. While he'd been kept safe before coming here, it hadn't been under such direct protection.

Once his hands were healed, he let them drop and slide into his pockets. He could keep them out of sight for an hour. "Thank you."

Date: 2014-05-11 07:38 pm (UTC)
queenofclocks: (Default)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
Arthur shook his head. "Then I'd best practice more to make sure that nothing does," Arthur said, a little bit of sway in his stance as he looked around, noting the bits of damage he'd done to the empty training field.

Date: 2014-05-13 09:51 pm (UTC)
queenofclocks: (kiss the crown)
From: [personal profile] queenofclocks
"I know," he said, inclining his head as his back noticeably straightened, that little bit of unsteadiness vanishing in an instant. "And I'm ready to learn. I want to help the King as much as I possibly can."

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