halfdeimos_king: (Casual)
Darc hoped that the apologies Zelda claimed to owe him didn't involve her previous attack. Whatever it was she wanted to talk about - or apologize for - he would be glad for the company. She was one of very few good friends that still seemed to be around on the community.

Perhaps she deserved a more personal apology of his own too.
halfdeimos_king: (Hn...)
Darc didn't normally pace, but the dire anticipation that had taken over him drove him to be too antsy to sit still. It no longer mattered that Kamina was apparently dead: he needed help. Coincidence brought him to that specific continent and region that day, but it felt right somehow to be healing his friend here. The church ruins had been a sanctuary for him for many long years, and his father's grave still rested beneath the stained glass window.

To keep his thoughts from dwelling on anything else but the task at hand, Darc checked his equipment, making sure of the placement of his Romantic Stone. He hadn't yet managed to use healing magic without drawing from another power source; if it weren't for that stone, he wouldn't have been able to offer his assistance.

It was fine, just as it had been a few minutes before. Shrugging, he returned to pacing. Hopefully Kamina would be able to make it.
halfdeimos_king: (Genderswap - Queen of the Deimos?)
Through the usual water portal he arrived, a certain phantom familiarity coming to him upon seeing Phil's house. Even though he hadn't really been raised there...

Damn these viruses! he broke away from the first chain of thought. They mess with your head and body. If I ever find out who's causing these..!

As Darc looked around, he couldn't help but be conscious of the weight of his new assets. There was a simple red cloth bound around his chest. It was crude, but it covered, though it did little in the way of support; he could feel a jiggling bounce with every step. That same bounce hit him once again as he began to walk toward the door of Phil's home. The king stopped upon remembering his friend's condition, and figured that going in the front would be pointless.

Then what should he hear but the sounds of loud splashing. The beach...that makes more sense.

He turned and began down the path to the beach. Just as it was coming into view, he called out "Phil! Is that you?"

Oh yes, he had almost forgotten how much he hated the sound of his new voice too.
halfdeimos_king: (Default)
Darc awoke the day after the tournament in the Rueloon inn. Although he was tired, he felt satisfied for having hosted his first successful public event. With a long, languid stretch, he rose from the bed and went to get ready - he had a trip to go on today.

Some time later, he awaited Philomel outside of the entrance of the inn/tavern. Escorting and protecting someone was somewhat familiar to him, as he had been Lilia's protector several times during their travels. It was this new charge that he would be watching out for that was unfamiliar. All he really knew was that she liked dragons and happened to be an artist. She seems okay though, thought Darc. With an inward shrug, he figured that he would just let things ride out.

So with a smirk at the occasional "hello King Darc" that passed him by, he waited.
halfdeimos_king: (Hn...)
Still somewhat confused over how all this world traveling worked (but also curious of course), Darc made his way towards the coast near Rueloon. It was there that he had first made contact through a young man named Yuuri through the community, and here at the ocean he would meet him. Somehow...

He walked until the waves came right up to his toes, then stopped and looked around. Is he here? Am I supposed to do something..?

Figuring it couldn't hurt, he called out "Yuuri!!" in the direction of the water, as that was apparently what he would be using to travel to this world. Darc called out once more, then paused to wait and see if anything would happen.

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