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Sci-Fi RP ~Lux in Tenebris~ (Brit)

She simply nodded, watching the screen intently, and soon, she pressed the green button- tracking an unidentified moving object. Possibly a nearby ship.
 
He looked at the screen as she tracked it, frowning "Fuuuck... Really..." He murmured, before glancing across at her then back down "Alright... Let's try hailing them. Might be we can talk our way out... Just keep your head down." He instructed, moving to start hailing the potential ship.
 
Just one look at the ship and she knew who it was. Her fiancé. She had her eyes widen slightly, and then she bowed her head. Elebron still didn’t know, well- he was about to find out.

“Where is she?!” The man in war gear shouted. He knew if he had the princess, joined alliances, then he could make their king and everyone bow to him. He was just trying to do it…diplomatically.
 
Elebron jumped a little at the shout, glancing around theatrically "Who? It's just us two on here." He explained, knowing the other ships scanners would show that pretty damn well.
 
“My fiancée, the princess-“ he clarified and cleared his throat. “I’m sorry, I’m in a tight position, my people need to join forces with them, bring the races back together..” sure, whatever the hell dark elves were but these…he was certainly intimidated.

Faerwyn kept her head bowed, shaking slightly out of worry. Sure, Elebron was mean, but she knew that Ruevan would most likely be worse.
 
“Apologies, but the last I saw of her was when our home came under attack. This poor maid was the only one I could get off world with me, and the royals had her rendered mute. I’m trying to restore her voice, but it’s not going well.” Elebron spun his lies elegantly, his voice never betraying just how untrue he was being with each word.
 
She kept looking down, and Ruevan glanced her way. “So she didn’t survive…” he clenched his jaw, “I still feel the magic coming from her though, it’s weak and tarnished but,” he seemed for a moment to actually care, to want to find her- “I believe she’s still alive.” Why did he agree to marriage? When the very fact that if she was dead, he should’ve not cared, it would’ve been easier for him to swoop in and pick up the pieces.
 
“I do not know about her survival. All I know is she had not left when we took off, and our ship was one of the last.” Elebron spoke soothingly, both to ease Ruevans suspicions and Faewrynns nerves.
 
“Hm,” he simply spoke and waved a hand, “Very well, but I will not allow you to simply leave. You’ll help me in turn to find the princess,” he spoke and looked between the two of them. “I heard she had a guard who always stood by her side no matter what, if that is true, we can find him and torture the location of the princess out of him.”

Faerwyn swallows slowly, surely, the man in front of them didn’t remember who Elebron was, at least, he had never seen her guards face before…right?
 
Elebron had always been masked during those meetings, but he’d long since abandoned it, as just another thing that would link him to the past. “I… my lord, even if the man could be found, surely he’d be loyal unto death, to continue serving after their empire has fallen… but we would be delighted to join you.” He cut the feed and swore “Fucking Mages…” he turned to Farwrynn “Can you suppress your magic? Is there a way?”
 
She looked worried but nodded, thankfully, they both knew sign language and she ‘spoke’ to him. ‘He was right, about my magic being tarnished and weak,’ But she didn’t go into the fact that she could totally hide her magic. It was a part of her. If she truly wanted to, she would have to cut that part out, literally. Sure it could be replaced but it would be difficult and risky to do so.
 
Elebron frowned, moving over and checking her neck “I’m sorry for this… but it needed to be done. Your voice is too well known.” He sighed, before looking at her eyes “Just… remember your a servant, please. If you act like a princess you’ll probably get us both killed.”
 
She flinched when he touched her neck, her eyes wide again, before relaxing slightly. She was worried he would lash out again. She then nodded to his words, “I will do just that,” she promised.
 
Elebron nodded “Good. And remember. I will fix your voice when I can.” He promised, adding to himself ‘Just so I can hear you scream’
 
“That’s not necessary,” she signed to him, not wanting or wishing to speak to him again. She’d rather remain mute than to give him the sound of her voice.
 
Elebron sighed, shaking his head “Alright, whatever.” He muttered as he walked off the bridge “Just feel lucky I gave you clothes. I could’ve thrown everything off ship.”
 
Faerwyn followed, trailing behind like the servant she was playing. But unfortunately for them, Ruevan would take a liking to her, even if she wasn’t the ‘princess’. Ruevan likes that she wasn’t one to talk back, and had no fiery spirit to her like the princess had. But that didn’t stop him searching for her. It had been a month, and the relationship between the two was borderline pretty creepy.
 
Elebron had done his best to keep the pair at distance from each other, but there was only so far he could go. Right now, he had her alone for a moment, and was advising her “He’s going to try something, soon. He’ll probably order you to his room, and to strip. What you need to do is take this and shoot him.” He pulled out a Stealth pistol “You’ll have 3 shots. Go for the throat. Once he’s dead, find me.”
 
She took the pistol and shook her head at him, that wasn’t the best idea, and it’s not like he was full of them. She then hid it, and signed, “He’s more clever than you make him out to be,” she knew killing him wouldn’t be that easy.
 
Elebron frowned, before gripping her hand and reaching down where she’d hidden the gun to take it back “Fine then, Faerwyn. You come up with another idea. Maybe even whilst he’s inside you.”
 
She made a small frown, but didn’t argue. It would be pointless anyway. Faerwyn then saw a servant come and get her, so that her and Ruevan could be alone.

(So if I’m right, Elebron will develop feelings for her, right?)
 
Elebron watched her go with a mild frown. Maybe It was his role in her situation, maybe it was just pity for her kicked puppy look… he had to get them out at some point.

(Mhm. Want me to RP Ruevan for now?)
 
(No, XD I want Elebron to follow Fae for now, and idk, maybe become…jealous? Idk where you want to go with the situation but since he’s known her since she was a girl, I’d think it’d make sense- somewhat. Any ideas?)

Faerwyn followed the servant, closely, unaware of what would conspire between her and Ruevan.
 
Elebron growled to himself, shaking his head and following Faerwyn at a distance.
 
When she entered the room, the door shut behind her, and she looked at Ruevan. What…what did have planned?
 
Elebron place his head against the door, leaning nonchalantly like a guard or something, listening to what was occuring.
 
He could hear Ruevan speak, asking Faerwyn to look at him. He saw it in her eyes, the same ones he saw in the princess. “Hm,” he began and Elebron could hear the next words, “How long have you been like this?” And then a gasp from Faerwyn and suddenly, Elebron just knew Ruevan used magic to repair her vocal chords. Uh oh.
 
Elebron took a deep breath and stepped away from the door, finding a nice dark spot to prepare himself. The moment that door opened and he saw Ruevan he'd gun the man down without remorse.
 
“Speak for me,” he commanded and Faerwyn looked nervous. “Come on dear,” he urged, wanting to hear how her voice sounded.

What came forth wasn’t the same voice though. It was lower, no longer lilted. She looked confused and so did Ruevan. So his suspicions weren’t right. She didn’t have the same voice, even though her magic signature and eyes resembled so much of Faerwyn.
 
Elobron could still hear and frowned as the voice was different. Well, that was convenient, but still... It was a shame, in a way. He'd wanted to hear her voice again properly.
 
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