"Ah...forgive me...Mr. Norrington if you will miss..." he said taking off his tricorn and bowing slowly. He recomposed himself, placing his hat back on his head, "oh I am sorry...I just figured I would help if need be..." he said softly. He turned around and left the shillings on the table however, "if you find time...I would like to invite you to the ceremony today...there will be a very fine gathering and it would be great to see you there...good day miss..." He bowed once more before walking off, figuring that was a good enough walk for the day and he should be heading back to Royal Fortress. He walked slowly thinking about how he had first joined the navy, he was apart of a rather poor family to start out with himself, and the next day he found himself enrolled in the navy due to his poor behavior. He laughed softly however realizing how thankful he was for enrolling, it proved to be the exact discipline and respect he deserved to show to the world he would now be protecting. He remembered that exact day when he was given the title captain and how he felt so humbled and belittled that they would bestow it upon him. None the less he promised to strive to his last dying breathe to uphold that title. Then his thoughts crossed over to the process of becoming a Commodore, what would be expected of him, and how much more he could do for Port Royal. He smiled walking into the fortress once again receiving the congratulations and a few are you ready, its almost time statements. He headed to his office and sat down, removing his hat, and placing his fingers together closing his eyes.
For now at least...yeah basically doing that myself...little rping as well.
Nothing much...yourself?
Well well...interesting character this Kaito...almost sounds like a son to me lol.
Prince Caspian turned when she spoke from the fire, but regained his view when he looked back to the fire when she finished. He didn't know if there was still some tension from the little argument early or if it could be something else. He leaned back on his back, elevating himself with his arms, "its actually a pretty good night out..."
Marluxia once again placed his hat back on his head and turned heading down the stone placed steps of the fortress. He softly greeted the other ranking officials, mostly handing out thank yous with everyone congratulating him on the promotion. He let out a gentle sigh finally making it out, now he would only receive the occasional congratulations now that he was near and heading towards the town square. He walked among the crowd, noticing even they did seem to celebrate somewhat, however he would guess as usual most were just using it as another night to get drunk and find yourself with some wenches in the morning. He shook his head being a man of good thought, not wanting even the slightest to corrupt him from his stubborn purpose. He noticed as he was walking however what seemed to be a young woman, although she looked to be a beggar or at least not exactly well off. He thought for a moment before heading over to the breadstall where she seemed to be thinking of buying something, "excuse me..." he spoke softly, "what ever the young woman wishes for allow her it...on me..." he said giving her a small smile and placing a few shillings on the counter.
Prince Caspian was slightly surprised when she took her hand back, but didn't want to make her uncomfortable, although he did admit it was very nice holding hands with her. He turned and crossed his arms over his knees looking at the fire, "well it seems...your..uh..lighter was it I believe?..." he said with a gentle smile, "it seemed to do the trick..."
Prince Caspian let her gently hold his hand, "its ok...it doesn't hurt that bad..." he said giving her a soft smile. "Seems we still have stuff to learn about each other hmm?" he said looking at the burn, but also observing his hand in hers.
Prince Caspian took the lighter in his hand, once again taking a few moments to examine its structure, rather confused at how in the world fire was contained in a such a manner. He snapped out of it however, not wanting to see like a complete fool at knowing nothing, and did exactly as she instructed opening the top. He placed his thumb on the small geared rings and looked at her, "just like this?" he asked softly before turning them without knowing it and the flame burst up again. However he had managed to have his thumb to close and it singed his thumb making him drop it immediately.
Prince continued to observe the object, tensing slightly when she shut it, he nodded when she mentioned an easier way to light a fire, partially due to the fact it indeed seemed to be faster and partially due to faking like he knew anything about the object. "Wow..." he said softly locking eyes with her, "what magic was able to contain fire in such a small container..." he said admiring it more. "May I see it?" he asked gently holding out his hand to her.
Prince Caspian watched as she pulled the small silver object from herself and was intrigued at what it could possibly be, he tilted his head as the top seemed to open and she knelt down by the fire. He started to lean close and speak his eyes not leaving the object, until he saw a small flame burst from the tip of it, startling him and making him fall onto his back and hands.
Prince Caspian turned his head towards Alexandria gently, "a what?..." he said softly and slightly confused, "is that some sort of lantern?" he said taking a break from trying to light the fire.
Prince Caspian walked back over to the area, noticing it had seemed to be rather quiet, although he guessed it was due to the long walk and tiring day. He placed the wood, making a fairly good sized tee pee out of it, "there we go...now all we need is a little kindling and a couple of good rocks..." He found some pine needles and placed them in the middle of the tee pee, happily finding the two rocks he needed as well, then he began to try to start the fire.
Prince Caspian shook his head lightly, "no no...its quite alright...it was my mistake...perhaps I should leaving the stone tossing to you..." he said slowly getting up and brushing himself off a little. "Well I better get this driftwood back to our little camp...its going to get a bit chilly here if we don't start a fire here soon..." he said picking up the wood and heading back to the area with everyone else.
Marluxia watched her seem to just relax and fall into the comfort of his soft bed, "rest...we have much work to do when you awake...much to discuss..." he said softly taking her hand in his and rubbing it slightly before releasing it realizing she had fallen asleep completely. He stood up and walked over to his window, sighing as the view of course was rather different than the one he was accustomed to seeing from his castle. His thoughts were shuffled around when he managed to hear Axel's voice come through the lining of his door. He rubbed his temples, true enough he had something to ask and learn possibly from Axel, however he wasn't sure if he truly wished to know the answer from one of the people he loathed most other than Xemnas himself in this pitiful Organization. Regardless, his eyes turned once again to Larxene who was asleep, and he did not wish for her to awake due to some squabble with Axel through the door. He walked over slowly, opening the door, stepping out and closing it, he looked at Axel who seemed to display a look of annoyance at the matter as well. Letting out a sigh he spoke softly, "forgive I am unable to invite you into my room...however I am taking care of Larxene...and likewise would like my room to stay rather vacant due to the numerous intrusions of late..." He knew Axel didn't mind, nor did he care, however he wanted to make sure he had become rather stern against such actions for the future and present. He put his had to his chin in thought, this time bringing and dragging up what he had wanted to ask earlier, "ah yes...this notion by Xemnas...rather odd..." he said staring blankly ahead. "It seemed to me rather interesting to condemn my castle...true there were interuptions there...however soon they will realize where to make the next set..." This time he let his eyes meet Axel's, "Would you perhaps have a better understanding of what is going on here...our great superior managed to leave that little bit out...and you just know how I despise being left in the dark about things going on that could include me in them..."
Prince Caspian nodded and sighed, "however I did not set up the rules of my people...they claim 21 is a rightful age that someone is wise and mature enough to receive the throne..." He reached for another stone and gently once again brushed her hand, this time stopping and looking at her, "sorry..."
Prince nodded slightly closing his eyes, "very much so...first to change the interpretation of Telmarines in general...secondly it is my rightful title and heir that should be on the throne..." he sighed opening his eyes. He once again reached for a stone, but this time picked it up and swiftly threw it across the waves. "But there isn't a way for that to happen currently...they believe me too young...plus I would need a Queen as well..."
It was another day, another bright morning to face in the small town of Port Royal, one known for taking pride in establishing justice to those who were owed such respects. Although at the head of every force of justice lies a strong willed person who believes with all their heart that they were allowed to breathe and live all for that course of action. Norrington...or to his fellow high ranking naval men or friends commonly referred to as Marluxia. He was a dashingly handsome man, a slightly sensual and romantic touch noticeable to those women who admired and adored him. However it was rather funny to hear the opposite from the jealous townsmen who would mock behind his back because of his soft personality and clearly using his light pink hair as an excuse as well. His overcoat a dark royal blue, a frilly and thin white shirt, cufflings covered in gold linen, and his swift and sharp blade on his left hip waiting for the ready. He gazed gently out at the the sea, finding a calm and reassuring feeling that seemed to wash over him just as the waves washed over the pure white sand that surrounded Port Royal. The beauty of the scenery reminded him of the beauty and love he held for miss Namine Reinholde who happened to be the governor's daughter. However in her father's eyes he also held Norrington in high respect, and honestly believed that he had means for her to marry him. He removed his dark black tricorn, gently running a hand through his pink locks, letting the breeze blow it slightly. He turned his soft blue eyes towards the preparations of the ceremony for his inauguration as Commodore of the navy of Port Royal. He smiled gently before trailing his eyes to the governor's mansion, he really couldn't wait to see miss Reinhold again.
Ah ok...I'll get right to the thread then.
Prince Caspian nodded softly, "the only child and heir to the throne...unless something happens to me..then my uncle will be king...and to be honest its not hard to see that's what he truly wants..." He went to reach for another stone but lightly brushed against Elizabeth's hand, he quickly took his hand back and examined the stone.
