Prince Caspian gazed upon the coast to his northern position, he sighed as he turned around and pointed in the direction back to the castle. He thought for a moment, it honestly wasn't like he had much of anything to do back at the castle, and it wasn't like his uncle was worried where he was either. Within an instant he had turned his horse around and took off riding toward and eventually along the eastern coast.
"So then you have awoken..." Marluxia said softly knowing her movements before she had even made them, "once again you are in this state...something I believe I told you I wanted to never see you in again..." He turned around upon hearing her try to get out of bed only to fall and lay in pain and anger, "you forget...I am not your enemy..." he said softly walking over to her. He picked her up in his arms with a sigh and walked into his bathroom with her, gently setting her down on his toilet, "do you believe you can handle it from here?" he said calm and collected. Honestly he didn't have a problem with helping her bathe, under strict circumstances however, but then again he figured it would probably be best if he just let her handle it. Afterall she had endured a truly tramatic and degrading experience...something she would not easily forget if at all. He looked her over, checking to see if anything seemed truly hurt or broken, lucky it had seemed the only worry was her state of exhaustion. He knew she must be somewhat angered with him stopping the fight, however if he needed to he would remind her exactly what was going on and why he did step in. He kneeled quietly beside her awaiting her answer, the day having tired him out without him even having to break a sweat fighting.
Main Lvl: 80 Race: Night Elf Class: Rogue 2nd Toon Lvl: 70 Race: Draenei Class: Paladin 3rd Toon Lvl: 70 Race: Night Elf Class: Death Knight Twink Lvl: 19 Race: Gnome Class: Warlock Those are all my toons...personally I find it a fun game to partake in when you are bored.
He saddled up his horse and gathered his supplies together, packing everything back into place. He stretched one final time before getting up on his horse and looking around, "well...I guess its time we should be heading back to the castle..." he said gently with a sigh. "However I really don't wish to go back right now...there is still so much that I haven't seen out here..."
Prince Caspian slowly opened his eyes, a cool breeze and the smell of the forest greeting his nose. He rubbed his eyes sitting up with a slight yawn, he noticed his horse had taken comfort in laying down beside him still asleep. He softly patted his nose and looked over towards the river, "seems everytime I come here I have the most wonderful nap..." he said gently.
Prince Caspian sighed and relaxed at the feeling of the grass around him, once again glad to be free from that prison of stone called Anvard. He had thought many a times what he would do when he became the rightful heir of the throne, how he planned to not change how he was now at all. Maybe even one day going out in search of these so called...Narnians...that was it! He had heard the stories from his professor, the mystic and legendary tales of these creatures fascinated and intrigued him. He slowly closed in eyes in sleep his mind wondering and wandering on the subject.
Prince Caspian reached the river with his horse, leading him to the cool flowing waters allowing him to drink, he gently pet his mane as he lapped up the water. "There you are boy...drink to your fullest..." he said softly once again finding refuge under a tree, taking a seat in the rather long grass. He laid down on his back closing his eyes, he let out a soft sigh looking up at the sky after a second, "its so...peaceful here..."
Prince Caspian finally managed to sit up, wincing at the gesture, however knowing it would be best if he doctored it as best he could. He ripped off a piece of his shirt, wrapping and tightening it around the scratch, he sighed, "I guess a prince isn't born with every skill now is he..." he laughed softly. He took the reins, but this time chose to walk alongside his horse to the river.
Prince Caspian managed to weave in and out through most of the trees, however he became a little too confident, seeing how close he could get to the rest of the trees. He moved slightly too close to an outlying branch and it took a rather large scratch on his arm. He dropped the reins and grabbed his arm, tensing and gritting his teeth. He fell over the horse and landed on his back still holding his arm, trying to sit up he winced and fell back onto his back again.
Prince Caspian rode with excellent and swift steadiness and speed, taking a little test of challenge, deciding to weave in and out through the trees near the river. "Come on boy...we can do this...just like we practiced..." he said starting his horse into a cold sprint, almost getting nicked by branches.
Prince Caspian untied his horse from the branch and gently ruffled its mane a little, taking out an apple and feeding him. "There you go boy...its only fair since you did such a good job in time..." he said patting his nose. He resumed his position, taking the reins in hand, "almost there...then we can really relax..." he said gently slacking the reins and heading ocne again towards the river.
After a few minutes he slowly opens his eyes, once again being greeted by the gentle light and warmth of the sun's rays. He moved part of his bangs from his eyes, matching one of his hands to his brow, "seems I dozed off a little bit did I..." he said softly. "Although I must say this is a much better place to nap then back at the castle..." he said standing up and stretching some more.
Prince Caspian took another swig, keeping his eyes closed in relaxation, however slowly crossing over the line into sleep. As his conscious fades from reality into the dreams of fiction, he sees creatures and people that are rather strange to his eyes. A word comes to mind as he observes these people...Narnians...he knows he has heard of that word before.
Prince Caspian tied his horse to a branch of a nearby tree and sat down leaning against it, taking another swig from his canteen. He looked around quietly admiring the beauty of the land before him, it was so much different than the cold hard stone of Anvard. He leaned back closing his eyes as a cool breeze greeted his face lightly with a gentle wisping sound.
Prince Caspian wasn't one to start out slow, and he knew very well that his stallion was able to give in the effort. Riding hard and fast he flew across the plains heading towards the Winding Arrow River. When he had gotten about halfway there he stopped, his breathing sped up to the rhythm of their pace. Before long he gently tugged on the reins, allowing them both the chance to rest. "That was a good run..." he said once again patting him down, he took out his canteen taking a small swig from it.
Prince Caspian found his stallion, slowly approaching it he gently pet his nose, "seems like you had a good sleep too...however I would imagine you fancy a nice brisk ride as well?" He found his saddle, tying and tightening it just right onto him, he took his small sword and dagger he liked to carry around just for simple protection should he need it. Jumping and hoisting one leg over, he got himself into a comfortable riding position, "lets head out shall we..." he said with a hand movement of the reins and speeding off.
Prince Caspian arose from his bed stretching slightly, another day being brought through the window to him. He removed himself from his bed and proceeded to dress himself, an elegant shirt and lost fitted leather slacks. He walked down to the main floor of the castle, bidding his uncle and aunt farewell, heading to the stables. Every day he would just take a long relaxing ride through the country, as much as it appeared this land was far from happy.
OOC: Well if I may...I guess I shall be taking Peter Pevensie (sp?) and if I may as well Prince Caspian..ah the irony.
OOC: Ah ok...either I was confused...you were confused...or maybe we were both confused. Eh. BIC: Marluxia placed his hand inside the portal and the vines formed all around his hand covering it, after a few seconds the recoiled dispersing which caused the vines on the machine to dismiss as well. The fact they were activating the defensives of his castle still puzzling his mind, if anything Xemnas should have relayed to him why they seemed to be taking a refuge type approach to hiding in his castle. He reached for the activation sequence, typing in the code and laying his hand on a panel. It made a sound and the console turned red, he turned to the windows and noticed the clear what appeared to be a forcefield surrounding the castle.
OOC: Activate the defenses for the castle?
