I may have mentioned this in the past, but On the Road to Elspar was originally storyboarded for a fantasy East Asian setting (fantasy China/Japan/Korea). But that Asian-esque aesthetic and culture and trappings would've been relatively unfamiliar to a largely English-speaking audience, and I was eventually persuaded to revert to a more familiar European-esque fantasy setting instead, seeing how trying to successfully write original fiction already has enough barriers.
I think you underestimate the weeblevel of your audience, Kei. ;P
"S-Stephanie?" you whisper across the darkness - lit only by the sliver of pale moonlight coming through the crack in the curtains - from one bed to another.
But is Stephanie the devil you're dancing with or is it Neianne? :3
"Her sword ran with lightning. A-As in, I think lighting was r-running through her blade."
lightning
Stephanie doesn't reply immediately. Or at all. You can hear your heartbeat over the silence that follows your explanation.
If you were closer, you could hear her heartbeat instead. :3
There's a harsh, uncharacteristically sarcastic edge to Stephanie's tone as she bitterly half-laughs, "You're going to ask me to talk about something I don't want instead of asking her to knock it off?"
C'mon, has anyone really ever successfully asked Elizabeth -not- to do something that amuses her?
For a moment, you're almost confused, convinced that this isn't actually you. The reality that you're snapping at your roommate - with whom you've gotten along with so well after more than a year - is almost surreal.
Neianne close to limit breaking...
They taught the first knights how to channel our souls through our weapons, a sacred art passed down through the generations."
That's interesting and mysterious, but the most obvious question pops into your head: "Then the fire from your blade isn't...magecraft?"
samurai kiiiiii
pounce Neianne, that way lies true monk power also...!
(snrk)
"I suppose the parallels are impossible to miss. Just like magecraft, the fire my spirit conjures is a mimicry, but where magecraft seeks to replicate fire, my spirit merely expresses itself as fire. It is an even paler mimicry than magecraft itself."
But the question is, is she actively expressing it as fire or is that innate?
Part of that energy expresses itself in the common elements of magecraft; mine happens to be fire, just as Sister Eleanore's happens to be lightning.
Aha. Well, still an interesting avenue to explore, perhaps.
(and now someone will write the Mary Sue who channels VOID ELEMENT into their daikatana)
You nod, going over to the foot of your bed and removing the protective leather cover from your buster sword - there's no way you're keeping that giant slab of iron against your bedstand like Stephanie's katana - and soon you're seated at the edge of your bed facing Stephanie, your buster sword held up in your hands.
That seems like it would be remarkably hard to have any leverage from that position.
you suddenly feel a heat wave - nothing powerful, reminiscent only of the warmth of a fireplace
or...the warmth of Stephanie?
*ducks*
"For me it is. I can't take only your concerns into account. I have an entire squad to take care of."
"A squad that's only going to last for as long as we're apprentices, for which you'll be squad leader only until we graduate! This is a child's game, Neianne. There's no guarantee you'll even still be a leader, or that we'll even be fighting together, when we get sent off to the front. You're taking this too seriously."
If it wasn't blatant enough that Stephanie wasn't SL material by any stretch, there it is. Nevermind practice as you fight, if Neianne doesn't try, all she's getting is experience in how to not be a shitty squad member to your leader from the other side lol
You're fine with pretending I have no input in a squad decision just so you can avoid crossing paths with Sister Eleanore because you thought she might recognize you! And that would've been fine if I wasn't squad leader, but now I am! And now that I have to make a decision, you think I'm just being selfish or taking things too seriously or have something against you!"
And that's when the woobie justifiably finally snaps <3
But that she's just giving you the cold soldier, that your roommate and your friend who has stood by you for so long is stiffly calling you "squad leader for the first time...it hurts.
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"Her family practically owns yours!" Penelope says, jabbing a finger in Lucille's direction. The elf in question flinches, looking more shocked than ever.
"I don't need you to tell me what my family's situation is."
"What, so you can be a good little whore and just ignore how you're going against your own kind and..."
"Oh, bugger off!" Ashlyn snaps, shoving Penelope back a step with a sharp thrust of her palm.
C'mon, she earned a full out face slap for that one.
"What's wrong with...?" Ashlyn trails off as she follows your gaze up to Penelope, whose eyes have startled bulging, her hands desperately clawing at her throat, her mouth wide as if she's trying and failing to suck in a breath. Ashlyn stares for a small moment, blood trickling from a split lip, before she gasps, whipping around to stare at the fourth apprentice present. "Mel, stop!"
You picked the wroooooong person to hit in front of Mel, accidentally or otherwise. XD
Not telling Stephanie that you figured out her identity and pretending nothing happened would've prevented her anger and resentment here. She would've been unhappy that the squad is going to Llyneyth, but she would've directed her anger towards herself because she kept this secret from everyone at Faulkren, and Neianne "didn't know any better". She'd feel that she has no one to blame but herself.
Of course, there is no guarantee that Stephanie will or won't find out about this later, nor that she will or won't be any less angry about the omission.
Yes, the hope is that it leads to a better long term relationship. Or, at least, ends things now cleanly if we continue to botch/not be able to repair it instead of having it end truly explosively later once it comes out that Neianne was not, in fact, born yesterday.
Hey, maybe Stephanie will mature a bit and understand someone else's perspective! It can't be any less likely than Elizabeth evolving from being the kind of noble basically no one else likes.