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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Sept 17, 2011 0:00:07 GMT -5
It was an ordinary day in the city of Rome. Niveus woke early, as usual, and headed down to the open air dining room. Sitting down at the table, he ate a light breakfast of honey on bread, before heading off to the Imperial Library for his studies.
"Good morning teacher~" The prince said cheerfully to the aging man who was his teacher.
"Hello Niveus~ Are you ready to learn?"
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Post by skydancer on Sept 17, 2011 0:09:57 GMT -5
Red eyes wander from the travel guide to the large building around him, "Odd... This isn't on the map." The young incubus frown and then stumbles. He glares to his baggy bottomed, black pants. ''Please don't trip me."
Still frowning he closes the guide after glancing though it again, "Its settled I'm lost, my AI has been in the shop for weeks now, and I have no one here whom can help me." Sighing and shaking his head he decides the best idea is to keep walking. So he does.
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Sept 17, 2011 11:07:00 GMT -5
"Yes Rhetor Apollodoros~" Niv nodded happily at the much older male. "Very well, let's begin with-" The Greek was interrupted by a Praetorian Guard bursting into the room. He saluted Niveus, before giving his report.
"Sir! The Emperor requests your presence at the Senate immediatly. It is of the greatest importance." Niv nodded, and stood up.
"I'll be back soon Rhetor~" The white-haired boy nodded at his teacher, before heading out for the Senate House, which is on the other side of the city.
(Maybe Niv runs into Cilius on the way? Oh, and Rhetor means teacher in Latin~)
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Post by skydancer on Sept 20, 2011 5:21:19 GMT -5
"Holy effing stars!" the floor below bare feet (for he had thrown off his shoes long ago from the heat) first buckles, then gives. The world falling past him in a flash of colors.
"Someone? HELP!" Down, down, down, the colors twist and rage, then they soften. Become almost like gentle breezes and then he lands heavily on top of some tightly pulled cloth. Gasping he rolls off and onto the dirt ground. "...help...?"
(sounds like good fun to me~)
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Sept 20, 2011 15:45:31 GMT -5
One pair of aqua eyes widened as a male basically fell right out of the sky in front of them. The eyes, of course, belonged to Niveus, and said male raced to the other male's side. He was dressed in very strange clothes, not a toga or a tunic, but some other strange covering on is torso, and very loose, black pants. "Hey! Are you okay?" The prince asked as he knelt next to the man.
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Post by skydancer on Sept 20, 2011 17:25:41 GMT -5
"Uh?" Red eyes meet aqua, and their owner gives a weak smile before pushing himself onto his knees. "I'll be- oh stars! Ow." Holding his left side, nothing visible is wrong, but somewhere in the back of the raven's mind he realizes that he broke rib. "Well damn."
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Sept 20, 2011 17:34:23 GMT -5
"C'mon... Let's get you to a healer. There should be one in the Forum." The smaller male holding out his hand for the larger male.
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Post by skydancer on Sept 21, 2011 18:30:52 GMT -5
Even as the giver grabbed the smaller's wrist a jolt went through him. His red eyes widen and his jaw drops a little, "You're...?"
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Sept 21, 2011 18:54:38 GMT -5
Niv blinked as a shock ran up his arm, but assumed it was nothing. "I'm what?" He asked, totally confused as he helped the male up.
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Post by skydancer on Sept 22, 2011 5:23:02 GMT -5
"Nothing,nothin,sorry," He pulls himself to his feet, hoping this was a freak accident. He has no idea where in Rome he is, actually when his AI had died on him he had no idea where on Earth he was until someone told him it was Rome. But where in Rome? Cocking his head to the side he looks over his savior. "What... Is that the fashion in this town?" But even as he speaks he winces, the pain from just breathing being a lot. He hopes the human will get him to the um... Healers? Not doctors? How strange.
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Sept 22, 2011 15:52:46 GMT -5
"This is the fashion throughout the Roman Empire, and this is the capital city of Rome itself. Where are you from, exactly?" Niv asked, helping the strange male into the Forum. The Roman Forum was the heart of the city. It was home to the law courts, temples, and government offices. All of the buildings were made of white marble, and the healer's site was right next to the entrance. "She's right in here..."
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Post by skydancer on Sept 22, 2011 18:28:42 GMT -5
"She?" The question slips out as he's lead in. He knows Earth has woman, but he's yet to meet one that was of any use (to him, I'm not dissing us females). So he's interested.
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Sept 22, 2011 18:50:21 GMT -5
"Yep. Laelia is an old friend of my father's." Niv nodded as the entered the healer's home. A young woman about Niv's age came over to see who had come in, before bowing to the prince.
"Prince Niveus, what can I do for you?" The white-haired youth glared playfully at her.
"How many times have I asked you to not call me that?"
"Sorry Niv~ You know I love to tease you~" She giggled, before turning to the male next to her friend. "C'mon. My mom's the healer for all the aristocracy, but if you're a friend of the Emperor's son, I'm sure she'll help you too!"
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Post by skydancer on Sept 22, 2011 18:59:09 GMT -5
"Hold on a moment," Cilius looks to Niv. "You're the prince...? Thank you, sir, for all your help." He takes a couple shallow breaths before finishing with. "I would bow or something, but I'm kinda injured, sorry."
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Sept 22, 2011 19:18:28 GMT -5
Niv just rolled his eyes. "You know, I hate that stupid title. I don't feel any different than any other Roman. We're all subjects of Jupiter, king of the Gods... And that will never change, no matter who you are. Hey, you never answered my question. Where are you from anyway?" The boy asked, helping the male into the healer's room and helping him lay down on the bed.
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