Return of the King

[sonoffigaro.livejournal.com]

((ooc: Okay, since this plot thread has been dangling far too long now, here's where we're going to wrap it up. Open, party-style action for Edgar, Sabin, Rasler, Ashe, Locke, Terra, and Kefka. Also Celes if she was in the castle when the flurry of communication was going on. Party-style because if we try to do this round-robin it will literally take forever and a day. At the end of this, Kefka might be escaping or might be dead, but for the sake of the game for now we're going to assume he escapes unless something drastic happens in the log. This all took place before the ball, so this is backdated, and is why Edgar was not there - he was settling Figaro after the Kefka-impostor and wouldn't leave just to go to a party.))

[Edgar's arrived in the basement of the castle at last, having gained access through the sandworm tunnels that were left there after the world changeover. He makes a mental note to get those things fixed quick, now, then looks around for the ones supposed to be meeting him. He's dusty, a little dirty, but still pulled together and looking in charge of the situation, or at least as in charge as one invading his own castle would be. The autocrossbow is on his belt, his spear's at his back, and he's holding the two headed coin as proof of his claim.]

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[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

[Locke was sitting comfortably in the rafters waiting for Edgar to show when someone snuck in through the basement of the castle.

Grinning as all doubts of his identity were cast aside when he reasoned that nobody but his friend would know the castle this well.]

Sneaking around? I thought that was my job!

[sonoffigaro.livejournal.com]

[Edgar glances up at the sound of that voice, smirking at his friend.]

Clearly Sabin hasn't told you the story of Gerad. I was a better thief than the Master Thief himself.

[And he flicks the coin up to Locke - he better catch it. Look familiar, treasure hunter? Remember that day on the Blackjack?]

My proof.

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

[Locke deftly catches the coin, examining it as he places his dagger back in his belt.]

Better than who! Don't forget. I'm the one who snuck in here right under Kefka's nose!

Nice to see you Edgar!

[hi-no-dansu.livejournal.com]

Brother, I think we may need to hug now.

[Sabin's grinning from ear to ear, pleased as punch to see that coin.]

Now then... what do you propose we do with our neighbor upstairs?

[sonoffigaro.livejournal.com]

I think we can spare Locke from having to make any more sarcastic comments than usual for the moment. [Though of course Edgar goes over to put a hand on his brother's shoulder - should Sabin wish to grab him, he's wide open.]

The first matter is finding Ashelia and Rasler and making sure their son is safe. Afterwards, we need to arrest and interrogate that man. That means no killing him and leaving him able to speak, even if he can't walk. I'd actually prefer if he couldn't walk, myself.

[Yeah, Edgar's getting angry, and looks it as much as his in-control facade will allow. Someone's messed with his castle and they had to have a reason to do so. They needed to discover what that was. He takes the autocrossbow from his belt, making sure the bolts are primed.]

Don't be caught unprepared. Locke, I'm going to need my coin back.

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

You sure?

[Flipping the treasure back, before hopping down from the rafters.]

What do you have in mind?

[hi-no-dansu.livejournal.com]

It's simple. We find our honoured guest, smash him to bits and then throw him out of the castle.

Unless any of you have any other suggestions of course.

idek where she was /also stabs enter

[magitekrune.livejournal.com]

Sneaking up on him might be the better course.

[True to her nature, Celes has been getting a feel for the area. Now she's turning up from an adjoining room, adjusting the new shield Terra got her.]

[sonoffigaro.livejournal.com]

Locke, you take point. [Edgar's checking to make sure the autocrossbow is primed and ready to fire at a moment's notice and that the barrel rotates easily.] Scout ahead - if you find any of the servants or any other inhabitants, send them down here where they can take shelter. There should be someone around who can submerge the place even if Roland isn't here. We need to find Ashelia and Rasler, then...

[His face set, grim.] Then we find the impostor.

I didn't know who was supposed to tag next! D:

[hi-no-dansu.livejournal.com]

I'll go see where they are. It'll be easier for me to move freely in the castle at the moment.

[Sabin cracks his knuckles. He's looking forward to giving their guest a good thrashing.]

Sorry... LJ won't notify me on this post

[notathiefcole.livejournal.com]

I've got it.

[He pulls his bandanna down and stealthily walks off into the castle.]

I think LJ just hates us all.

[magitekrune.livejournal.com]

[She glances at Edgar.]

Guess that means I get to babysit the king.

LJ hates everybody. I thought this was a rule of thumb?

[hi-no-dansu.livejournal.com]

[Sabin glances over his shoulder at Edgar.]

Don't try anything fishy now Edgar, I don't think you can handle her.

[Laughs.]

I agree with Jay

[sonoffigaro.livejournal.com]

[It's expected. And it's fun :D]

I wouldn't mind handling such radiant beauty at all, my dear General. [And he'll sweep a grand bow at Celes.] Business calls, unfortunately, or I'd ask if you'd like to make this discussion away from the callow ears of our companions.

Good point >_>

[magitekrune.livejournal.com]

[She fixes Edgar with a pointed look. Her hand twitches on her sword hilt, as though she has a mind to thwack him with the flat of her blade.]

I'm pretty sure I'm doing the babysitting, Edgar, so you might want to re-think who's doing the handling.

[Her voice is mostly business-like, but there's the small edge of a smile to the corners of her lips, like she's fighting the urge to laugh.]

[mademyresolve.livejournal.com]

[In the meantime, Ashe, ever vigilant of Shain's safety knowing the man enthroned is an impostor, emerges from the bedroom she and Rasler share. With the infant prince wrapped in her arms, she heads in the direction of the library, intending to meet with her husband. The false 'Edgar' seems quite happy to ignore them, a relief, but then again the couple know to avoid the throne room, and the servants' presence means they aren't alone. Less alone than they think...]

Come, little one, your father awaits.

forgive ;;

[mademyresolve.livejournal.com]

[With the pretender elsewhere in the castle, the library would be a safe enough place for she and Rasler to talk freely about him. Even with the extra care Ashe took when carrying her son, it didn't take the princess long to come upon the room in question, finding the door already open.]

[At the sight of Rasler sitting, his back to her, Ashe paused in the doorway, stroked Shain's hair and took a moment just to watch her husband and wonder where his thoughts lay. With soft steps she approached, their baby's sudden attempt at 'speech' enough to alert his father to their arrival.]

He did not see me...

<3

[mademyresolve.livejournal.com]

[At his touch she smiles in return. Ashe's eyes close only then to cloud with concern.]

This pretense grows more difficult to maintain. I realise we must, yet to remain here with a present threat...

[A glance to their son resting at her shoulder.]

I fear for him, Rasler.

The Throne Room

[magicclown.livejournal.com]

[Edgar(Kefka) is looking through some of the books taken from the library in the castle...simply looking up on all the records to date.]

Interesting...All this tells me of the events that occurred in my world. Nothing outside of these other places! [Throws the book and paces]

There has to be a way in order to get information on this world. [Grins] If anything I still have some names of the royal families that are stranded in this world.

Lady Ashelia and Lord Rasler. [A chuckle] I wonder how their babe is doing

The Throne Room

[alittlebitesper.livejournal.com]

[Terra entered the throne room just as the book that had been thrown bounced off the floor, but she didn't say anything for a moment or two, watching Edgar pace. An Edgar, anyway...one of them wasn't realy, but she had yet to see the two together, and alone they seemed...close enough. So she moved quietly across the room, leaning down to pick up the discarded book and read the title before turning her gaze to the king.]

Are you alright, Edgar?

The Throne Room

[magicclown.livejournal.com]

[That voice...The Esper. Looks at Terra a bit shocked]

Terra? [A sigh] I'm fine...just...[Looks down] I'm just thinking about this whole...well everything. Gaia, Figaro being here, two mes...It's bothering me.

The Throne Room

[alittlebitesper.livejournal.com]

[Terra said nothing for another moment, considering him.]

I have gotten used to a lot of it, honestly. Two yous is certainly...unusual, though. [She still didn't know which one was which. Was she supposed to try and guess? To ask questions that only the real edgar would know? What if she asked the real edgar those questions and he was insulted? So she just...waited.]

The Throne Room

[magicclown.livejournal.com]

[A small chuckle] Well I know I always needed to be in two places at once, but this is sort of ridiculous [A laughter]

[Course Kefka is just about snapping at the fact that he has to be "nice" to these vermin]