rozyrne

[rozyrne]

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐑 !

rivalries are put aside, and camaraderie takes their place. and for the golden deer, pulling neck and neck with the eagles and lions despite having the fewest contestants in the ring is all the reason to celebrate! or so rosado and hortensia thought. at the post-tournament grand banquet, the elusian pair have set up a golden deer corner, complete with yellow and cervid decor and drapery, and both hosts arrayed in house colors and face paint. "three cheers for knoll! three cheers for hilda! three cheers for eliwood!" "fear the deer!" a celebration lifting up the class heroes who'd carried them from underdog into the spotlight, and for all the deer who cleared the way valiantly to let them get there: —hip-hip hooray!

FOOD & DRINK:

—  CUPCAKE DECORATING  ╱  from yellow-sugar icing to pretzel antlers to cookie toppings shaped like deer, there's no shortage of supplies to make your cupcakes look any which way you want.

—  CARAMEL MERINGUES  ╱  a triple layer of chocolate and caramel in glass containers, tied off with a bit of string attached to a spoon. perfect to grab and take with you, or feed to a loved one.

—  DOE POPS  ╱  cake pops shaped like deer heads! and something sticking out of each one. a paper fortune? what does yours say?

—  GOLDEN SPICE CIDER  ╱  a warm and buzzy autumnal drink, perfect for the season and sure to banish any chills. both alcoholic and non-alcoholic varieties available.

—  CROUCHING CHOCOLATE, HIDDEN STAG  ╱  a culinary minigame? a table is arranged with a terrarium-like miniature woodland display, complete with moss, trees, golden deer flags, and a herd of deer themselves. one item in this display is made of chocolate. how many things are you willing to bite to find which one it is?

ARTS & CRAFTS:

—  THIRTY-POINT CROWN  ╱  craft your own glorious headpiece with paint, twigs, and twine to show off your deer pride! who can boast the most impressive rack? ( of antlers, duh. what were you thinking? )

—  WOOD CARVING  ╱  for the dexterous and crafts-minded, a setup with display and instructions to carve your own wooden deer to take home. organizers are not responsible for injuries.

—  DEERLY BELOVED  ╱  a stack of deer-shaped paper and pens greet you. "write a compliment and stick it onto its recipient!" the instructions say. if you're fast, maybe they won't even know it's you.

—  READY-TO-PAINT CERAMICS  ╱  a station of unfired bowls and plates and small vases invites you to decorate them however you want! several stencils are provided for the uninitiated, or you can go where your hart takes you.

—  DECORATE A FRIEND  ╱  from washable paint to stick-on sequins, glitter bombs and pinnable deer tails. find a willing victim to array in deer spirit — or make one.

GAMES:

—  FÓDLAN CHESS  ╱  a traditional strategy board game using a triangle-shaped board that can be played by two to three people. the objective is to be the first to move all your pieces to one of the other corners by jumping over your opponents' pieces. are you up for the competition?

—  LIMBO  ╱  everyone knows that being a deer isn't just about strength or smarts, but flexibility. challenge mode: wear an antler crown while playing, and don't let it fall off your head!

—  ANTLER TOSS  ╱  you have five tries to land as many rings on the tines as you can for a prize. if a friend is willing, they can wear the antlers on their head for you to aim at instead!

—  DEER PONG  ╱  the classic party game, with alcoholic and non-alcoholic versions. some say that the non-alcoholic one misses the point of the challenge, but at least it lets everyone play, right?

—  HEADLOCK  ╱  in a classic show of strength, stamina, and bravado, it's time to wrestle like the stags do! put on a headdress of real oaken antlers ( not light, that ) and lock heads with your opponent to throw them to the ground! no use of other body parts or implements allowed.

GUIDELINES:

reblog this ask meme to indicate that your muse is participating! anyone who's reblogged the meme is automatically accepting asks, so no need to double-check. 　

please be mindful of not only waiting for interactions to come to you, but try to be proactive about sending to others too. it's not quite polite to always expect others to do the work! 　

muses from any house are welcome! it's a celebration meant for everyone. 　

this is still narratively part of BOEL, but to keep things separate from the BOEL tags, you may use the tag #GDPride2024 for related posts if you wish!

#GDPride2024 #a little smth smth for boel celebrations! #as stated anyone is welcome to come have fun not just deer folks :softsmile: #consider this as rosado's reblog for participation #tho he'll also be helping to run the stand kjslksg

[rozyrne]

fogado comes over with a light jog, clearly hustling to check on rosado ASAP. he was thinking about how unfair that Total Lance Explosion was for the entire battle---rosado missed out, and that was totally uncool! hopefully he's had some time to recover... even if it's only a little bit. it's terrible to see a comrade hurt.

“ yo, rosado! ” chirps the big foge as he slides into rosado's cot area. he clicks his tongue with a wink. “ how're you doing? i hope that lance didn't take too much out of you on the field. i've been worrying, ya know! ” he idly sips on a juice box he procured from somewhere else in the med tents. “ if it helps any, you still look just as adorable in here as you did out there. your net cuteness has suffered no losses! ”

bouncing curls toss as head lifts, revealing large, blinking eyes that sparkle with happy recognition when he attaches the voice to a familiar face weaving its way through the crowds. his hand detaches from where it'd been poking and prodding at the newly-mended ankle to wave its whole arm in ebullient summons.

and when fogado obliges, a smile quickly grows on rosy cheeks at the enthusiastic check-in, lashes aflutter. aw, it was so sweet of him to worry!

and it does help some of the soreness ( not in the ankle, but maybe in the bruised pride ) to hear the next part. "really? you mean it?" he doesn't bother keeping the shine of relief off his face, both hands bunched up in hopeful fists that soon drop again to his lap, replaced by a look a little more refreshed than it's been since getting carried to the sidelines.

"i sure hope so. i can handle a loss or two on the battlefield—" probably. "—but definitely not a loss in cuteness. that means that seeing me here just makes you want to protect me more next time, right?"

#◟‎ 🇨​🇭​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇨​🇹​🇪​🇷​ ❝ FOGADO! ━━ ｡ #losojosdecupido #TOAboel2024 #SKJNSKJGNS bless its my favorite pair #thanks for the ask neuro !! cute :weary:

[rozyrne]

yeesh, no kidding. rosado blinks at the way-too-tiny gauntlets, totally caught off guard. did this guy just have really big hands, or were these one-size-fits-all for a younger age group or something?

that vibrantly colorful energy is back to rooting the crates the next instant.

"okay, try these."

the second pair definitely looks bigger, and he doesn't wait after passing them over before rushing over to mark something on a long strip of parchment pinned up to a nearby pole ( one-size-fits-all was definitely a lie now; and now that he thinks about it, how could that have ever made sense in the first place? it's not like you could just stick some gloves on anyone and it'd always fit just the same. )

"aaand, right this way when you're ready! you get one of the big rocks, for a ton of points."

their contestant didn't have to know that this one'd been cracked a bit below the outside beforehand, tiny fractures impossible to see on the surface but that weakened the rock enough that even one good hit from a lesser guy would shatter spectacularly! after all, showmanship's what it was all about, right? with all these crowds watching, it couldn't just chip or crumble off all ordinary. that wouldn't get anyone talking.

seeing someone new stepping up, the closest bystanders begin to hush and turn to watch. he's gotta really ham it up.

"this rock's the toughest one we've got. but you look like you have it all — muscles, brains, that cool, steely look of a fighter. and don't worry, you get a consolation prize just for trying, so don't be afraid to go in there and give it everything you've got!"

Rock 'Em, Sock 'Em

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ ROCK EM SOCK EM! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ 🇨​🇭​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇨​🇹​🇪​🇷​ ❝ RAVEN! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ ‎🇱​🇪​🇸​🇸​🇴​🇳​ ❝ GAUNTLETS! ━━ ｡ #peerlessscowl #i love raven so much AHHAHA just intensely softsmiling #getting shuttled around by rosado part 2 #i keep having to remind myself they don't...... know each other's names yet #or at least rosado doesn't know his LKNS

[rozyrne]

at the moment hortensia asks, rosado has to poke his head out around a stack in his arms to see what she's talking about — "hmm, whaahaaauhaa—!!" — nearly slipping on a stray ribbon left on the floor before managing to right himself and the pillar of boxes. phew, that would've been bad if they'd fallen. ( that's what he gets for wearing socks on hardwood. )

"—i'm fine!"

cargo is deposited without incident on hortensia's desk, one or two evened out on her chair. "snacks're here!"

'cause what's a sleepover party without sugary treats? packaged-up tarts from a store in town, sticks of dango squirreled away from the dinner menu, baskets of crackers and cookies and honey crisps. and a frozen cream cake swirling with pink ringlets to match hortensia's look! that one he and goldmary'd ordered together in secret.

"we should eat this first. before it melts."

and only while he grabbing plates and forks does he finally crane over to examine the row of glittering polish options, eyes immediately lighting up with sparkles of their own.

"ooh, we can do a gold gradient," he breathes with a bounce of excitement, "start with the gold, and then blend toward . . . pink, maybe? i guess the last couple nails can be red just for goldmary."

he readies a paper plate at her in one hand like a frisbee, tongue poking out in concentration. think fast!, the posture implies — "since she won't come hang out with us" — before he lets it fly.

━━ ｡　heads up, @flaurum !

the kind of sleepover only seen in 80s movies!

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ THE KIND OF SLEEPOVER ONLY SEEN IN 80s MOVIES! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ 🇨​🇭​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇨​🇹​🇪​🇷​ ❝ HORTENSIA! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ 🇨​🇭​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇨​🇹​🇪​🇷​ ❝ GOLDMARY! ━━ ｡ #hydrangeaceae #flaurum #the plastics have arrived in fodlan good luck everybody else

[rozyrne]

these reconnaissance medics really worked hard, all for what amounted to a big tournament of bragging rights in the middle of the year! it hadn't even taken a minute before one'd spotted him sitting pretty in the grass cheering on fogado and the professor and had rushed into to sweep him off his feet to get him out of harm's way — literally.

"thank you!" he doesn't forget his manners as they dash off again, trying not to wince too hard as the changing of hands knocks his sprained ankle around. but, speedy as that guy had been, lapis was much gentler, and being in the hands of a friend always made things feel better to begin with.

"sure, outside's fine," he easily agrees, looking around as much as his angle'll let him and spotting an out-of-the-way station set up with some cloth and supplies under a tree. "maybe over there?"

true that the clanging and shouting not far off meant he had to raise his voice a little, but he bets that inside the tent wouldn't be better for much longer when others started getting knocked out.

which reminds him again of just how quickly he'd flopped.

a sullen pout shadows his usual cheer; the memory of how fast that blue lion'd struck might be even sorer than the bruise it'd left behind. the fae goes deadweight in lapis' arms, limbs hanging nearly to the ground as he stares up at the dizzying sky. "hhuuuhnngh, the second round's only just started and i'm already out. this is so embarrassing . . . "

check-up / check-in

              ⤷  post-battle of the eagle and lion interaction.

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ CHECK-UP / CHECK-IN! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ 🇨​🇭​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇨​🇹​🇪​🇷​ ❝ LAPIS! ━━ ｡ #lazulienne #TOAboel2024 #aw that was a cute nod to his defeat post haha! thanks :oldplead: #being a sore loser in the moment isn't a good look #but once out of the spotlight rosado can't deny his nature HAHA #just casually gonna do this in front of ur friend who got out round ONE ok rosado

[rozyrne]

seeing lapis again makes him smile. has he ever seen her look so natural and happy before? like a brushstroke that blends perfectly with its surroundings. not that she wasn't always adorable, but rosado has to admit his impression — besides her strength, that is — had always been a little shy, timid even; overshadowed; someone who kind of watched from the sidelines and was pretty hard on herself. but he wouldn't be able to tell any of that today!

she'd talked a little before about feeling pressure from all the big noble types she hung around, so maybe that was it. or maybe it was the war — there wasn't a whole lot of reason for anyone to be smiling then.

whatever the case, it suits her! and her giggling is contagious, to boot. weight rocks puckishly from heel to toe at the remark about himself, as though to say ' oh, you know '. "aw, don't say that. you'll get used to it in no time, especially since almost everyone we know's here too! it's almost just like being around the somniel again. except, y'know, you're at school. the divine one's here, most of the kings and princesses, a bunch of others t— oh!"

eyes calm with cheer snap wide all of a sudden. "there're some . . . not too great folks here too. i ran into that green guy from the four hounds a couple times. you know, griss? and i've heard some stuff about the lady, the one who rode that big wyvern."

"they . . . haven't done anything so far though, i think, and the divine one and everyone knows they're here, so . . . but it's definitely kind of weird. i think some of them are even teaching?"

unlike any other

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ UNLIKE ANY OTHER! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ 🇨​🇭​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇨​🇹​🇪​🇷​ ❝ LAPIS! ━━ ｡ #lazulienne #this wasnt what i expected to come up but i was typing and rosado was like WAIT #so here we are

[rozyrne]

for his part, rosado's already swinging himself into the saddle, gathering leather reins in softly-manicured fingers. "she won't bite, don't worry," he reassures at the obvious nervousness, and extends a hand for them to take. carmilla didn't bite — she's more of a lady than that! at most she'd ignore them if they called out to her or something, or put her tail in their way when they tried to walk past her.

but instead, she does something rosado's only seen her do with him before.

her long neck stretches out, and— she touches her snout to the other guy's forehead.

. . . wow. "wow!" surprise blooms over rosy cheeks like daybreak. "she really likes you!" maybe it's 'cause they were really pretty; that'd make sense. either way, that probably makes everything easier; his hand stretches another inch forward on cue, smile broadening. "she definitely won't give you any trouble now. and if you really want to get on her good side, i can give you some arugula to pass her later. but come on! we've got a weirdo to catch first."

which brings him back to what they're trying to do in the first place. what kind of person sells—?? ugh, there's no way it could be real. right?

as if answering the thought, the shrill rise of distant cries comes over the next bank of trees in the direction the merchant'd taken off. "over there! let's hurry."

＊ ICE CREAM, YOU SCREAM .

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ ICE CREAM¸ YOU SCREAM! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ 🇨​🇭​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇨​🇹​🇪​🇷​ ❝ YURI! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ ‎🇱​🇪​🇸​🇸​🇴​🇳​ ❝ RIDING! ━━ ｡ #rolled a 5 out of 5 on how much she likes them LKJNLAKSDJB #didn't want to assume yuri takes the hand but either way feel free to cut us forward a bit if u'd like!

[rozyrne]

after lapis, and once he could walk again, there was someone he definitely wanted to find before this whole tournament was over. ( sure, he could probably look for him at the big banquet he'd heard was supposed to happen afterward, but the guy had said — in that deep, impressive voice of his — ' i'll find you in the tents later. ' so here he was! )

"there you are! found you, black knight ares!"

"oh, that's right, just ' ares ' is okay too, right?"

excited balled-fists lace behind his back, and he swishes back and forth with his best favor-cashing face. that eye was looking better now; the big purpling bruise earlier was almost unnoticeable. but all in all, he still looked just as cool off the battlefield; rosado hadn't realized before that he was so tall, and the whole aura about him totally striking. it's almost like the first time he met hortensia — that kind of charisma just can't be faked. "i wanted to say a proper hi again now that we're not fighting. everything about your look out there was stunning. i couldn't help but notice it. you've got such a cute sense, it's incredible."

"so, can i ask — what do you do with your hair? it's so silky-looking."

━━ ｡　@lionscion , it's time for my wishes three !

　✩ .　A PAIR OF SOL'S

　　　　　　　　　　 　　　❪　post - boel　❫

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ A PAIR OF SOL'S! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ 🇨​🇭​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇨​🇹​🇪​🇷​ ❝ ARES! ━━ ｡ #TOAboel2024 #lionscion #get it.... parasols.... pair o' shit outta l- KLJNSKLDJ #this is the best unexpected relation to come out of this

[rozyrne]

this might be a battlefield, but he wouldn't be rosado if he didn't take at least a little bit of time to admire the new item he'd picked up, twirling it expertly in a fanning arc over one wrist. the white lace flutters in the breeze, neatly embroidered patterns catching the sun. really adorable! and beautiful, too. honestly, he's not sure he can use it just as good as the guy before him had — was he used to training with parasols or something? he'd swung it like a pro! — but just having it on him picked up his spirits.

maybe he spends too much time admiring it though, because next thing he knows, he's running into prince fogado and a big tough-looking professor ( probably professor? ) that instantly makes him straighten up and try to look attentive. they're both on his side, right?

"oh, hey guys ~ how're things holding up?"

but there's no time for chit-chat. a trio of blue pinions — aw man, again? — appear around the brush, and it's not the kind of day where they'd be showing up for tea and cookies. still, that didn't mean they had to be all rrrrgh at each other or anything. "oh, king diamant!" a buoyant overhead wave greets the head of brodia, and— gasp. was that stunning person—? "yuri? hey, fancy seeing you again—"

a lance is coming at him before he can even finish. stumbling in shock, all rosado manages is a squawk before it pierces him right through, or at least feels like it does. backside hits the ground painfully, sending him rolling head over kitten heels; and when he comes to a stop, his whole torso's throbbing. "ough..." no way, he couldn't be...

"aow, ow." okay, nope, weight on that leg was a no-go. rosado slumps back helplessly in the grass ( and if he's pouting, he can be forgiven, right? he hadn't even gotten to do anything! ) "awww, guess that means i'm out." they always went for the cutest first. maybe they were just jealous, and didn't want yuri's looks to be outmatched here. he could get that. doll-like eyes lift up to the girl who'd laid him flat in one hit, and he hums, put-out but not bitter. "it's okay. but not even going to say hi first, huh? guess that's how a real fighter does it."

ROSADO has been eliminated.

to the other two who'd have to hold the fort as he scoots back further out of their way: "don't worry about me — i'll wait for a cleric to come by and help me off the field!"

━━ ｡　@losojos-decupido , you better look extra cute now just for me !

battles that make you go hmm — boel round 2 / battle 20

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ BATTLES THAT MAKE YOU GO HMM! ━━ ｡ #TOAboel2024 #arcaeda #aubins #heriteur #losojosdecupido

[rozyrne]

surprise buoys to hope plummets to horror, a dizzying slope of emotion in just as dizzying an instant. eliwood's cape flutters like a toppled flag as both he and his target tumble in a painful-looking heap. "eliwood!" uneven steps hasten over, stumbling a bit himself. "black knight ares!" ( he's still a bit weighed down by torn strips of fabric after all. )

well . . . they look all right. he'd been worried maybe eliwood's sword really would do something serious with a fall like that, but a glance doesn't find stark, pooling reds or fatal pain. so he relaxes — until he gets to ares' eye and winces.

"ooh..."

that . . . didn't look good.

gloved hand extends as he stoops, offered to his teammate and then the other poor guy too. "you okay? i think you might want to get that eye checked out sooner rather than later."

but, ending like this probably meant he was out, right? which meant they'd won! a swell of excitement creeps over him at the thought, but considering they'd just sprawled themselves butt over tea kettle in the grass like that, he'd save the celebrating for later.

now, that newly-retired weapon of bundled lace on the other hand.

roseate meets darker eyes ( one more than the other ), lashes fluttering as he starts to sway his hips a little back and forth. "hey, sooo . . . just wondering, but you're not too attached to that parasol, are you?"

not too attached to let him borrow-and-not-really-give-back for the next round up?

━━ ｡　@lionscion , pretty please with sugar on top and ice cream in the middle and !

welcome to the REAL space jam

[BOEL] - ROUND ONE, BATTLE NINE.

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ WELCOME TO THE REAL SPACE JAM! ━━ ｡ #TOAboel2024 #pheraed #exclted #moriddyn #onigirisamurai #lionscion

[rozyrne]

nooo way! rosado pumps a free hand in the air — "woohoooo! go kagetsu!!" with the way lucina lifts an arm and flops down in defeat, their odds are looking better and better. ( go deer, go deer! hear that, goldmary? ) now he just has to do his part too; can't afford to look less cool than a win like that. both elusian princesses are going to get some points on their names today!

sizing up their last opponent one more time — with the super cool name and drop-dead adorable paired with the parasol — rosado pokes out his tongue in concentration, game face on. "just you and me, black knight ares! may this be the most stylish battle in bohwul history!"

a swinging lunge brings his axe forward first from the side, an inward-arcing strike that meets parasol handle, rattling both on impact; "hyup— and take thiwhaoaoaa!"

ROSADO barely hits ARES with IRON AXE ( 7 ) ARES 1/6.

but the followup, finishing blow goes awry as he's pulled completely off balance and pitches suddenly to his right; the axe blade descends in clumsy impact, and he nearly drops it completely.

staggering, rosado barely catches his balance, ears already pink. a quick look reveals that part of his outfit's top layer'd been cut loose somewhere along the way, tangling about his right arm and yanking him when he'd raised it. so much for an equally cool finish.

━━ ｡　@onigirisamurai , a hop, skip, and a— !

welcome to the REAL space jam

[BOEL] - ROUND ONE, BATTLE NINE.

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ WELCOME TO THE REAL SPACE JAM! ━━ ｡ #TOAboel2024 #pheraed #exclted #moriddyn #onigirisamurai #lionscion

[rozyrne]

much as he wants to watch the showdown between kagetsu and lucina to the end, another sudden bite of iron reminds him where he should be paying attention ( getting poked a lot by swords to snap him back today — guess he should be grateful it isn't anything worse ).

"ow, ow . . . " getting his feet under him, rosado wraps both hands around the shaft of his axe and faces the parasol-guy from before more properly. eliwood's compliment rings out too a little ways away too, but he can't let himself get distracted again. especially since up close, his opponent definitely looks like a seasoned fighter.

"hey, i know we're fighting each other right now, but we should talk more later, okay? the name's rosado when this is all over!" he wanted to know how he got his hair so nice like that, and what made him pick a parasol to use; and in his experience, grumpy fighters were usually less grumpy off the battlefield.

for now though: "okay, here i come—!"

ROSADO hits ARES with IRON AXE ( 17 ). ARES 2.5/6.

waif-like frame and the flourishing curtain of curls belie the lightness with which he sails in, swinging the weapon that looks like it could well be twice his weight and striking solidly past protective layers ( but hopefully not anything too serious ). quickly, he tries to twist out of range of a retaliation— but underestimates just how agile the guy is on the riposte.

━━ ｡　@lionscion , just admit you want to be me !

welcome to the REAL space jam

[BOEL] - ROUND ONE, BATTLE NINE.

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ WELCOME TO THE REAL SPACE JAM! ━━ ｡ #TOAboel2024 #pheraed #exclted #moriddyn #onigirisamurai #lionscion

[rozyrne]

now he's totally distracted. kagetsu fighting a real-life emblem? oh man, he's gotta tell hortensia and goldmary about this as s— wait. what if they were fighting real-life emblems too?? the thought nearly sticks him in place . . .

they'd totally kick butt for sure!

or maybe get their own butts kicked. but he's seen goldmary training before and when she really gets serious, it's no joke. same with hortensia. so he's totally confident that they could give an emblem at least a bit of a challenge if kagetsu here could.

speaking of which.

"wow, kagetsu, she's running from you!" he exclaims, half-shouting between disbelieving laughs and sparkling eyes, "you got emblem lucina running from you! i can't believe it!"

if he doesn't tell princess ivy about this next time he sees her, rosado will. retainers gotta look out for each other and all that.

he takes off in the same direction excitedly, still laughing a little. doesn't really know why, but just. feels like the right thing to do.

ROSADO rotates the team to the LEFT.

welcome to the REAL space jam

[BOEL] - ROUND ONE, BATTLE NINE.

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ WELCOME TO THE REAL SPACE JAM! ━━ ｡ #TOAboel2024 #pheraed #exclted #moriddyn #onigirisamurai #lionscion

[rozyrne]

turns out he's the grumpy kind. that's too bad — and he had such a pretty face too! felt like such a shame for it to go to waste scowling and knitting like that; didn't he know he'd get wrinkles early? "whoops! close one. i bet you're still getting used to fighting with a parasol, right? that's okay, i think you get points for originality." at least he would if the battle of the eagle and lion were his to grade.

as much more as he'd like to just chat instead though, there's an almost-finished enemy in front of him, and he didn't want this guy getting any more funny ideas.

fae-light steps pivot as soon as footing lands from evading ares' strike, twisting with the momentum to hurtle the blunt shaft of his axe at the other blond guy. "don't take this personally!"

ROSADO hits ELFFIN with IRON AXE ( 16 ). ELFFIN 0/6. ELFFIN has been eliminated.

one down! now he could totally focus on the other t— wait, hold on, was that emblem lucina??

"huh? kagetsu are you seeing this??"

━━ ｡　twirl me, @pheraed !

welcome to the REAL space jam

[BOEL] - ROUND ONE, BATTLE NINE.

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ WELCOME TO THE REAL SPACE JAM! ━━ ｡ #TOAboel2024 #pheraed #exclted #moriddyn #onigirisamurai #lionscion

[rozyrne]

it's bohwhul time! or ' battle of the eagle and lion ', but ' boel ' took way less time to say and was cuter to boot! normally, he wasn't all that crazy about fighting, but since he had to train to be a knight anyway, he couldn't let princess hortensia down out here. looking bad would make her look bad, and all that, and he's sure goldmary was thinking the same thing too.

so rosado wasn't going to be the odd one out!

but he'll admit he almost, almost forgets what they're here for when he rounds one of the giant haystacks peppered around the field as cover and spots his first opponent: a tough-looking blond guy with the blue lions pinion on him and flanked by a couple classmates and holding—

"that is the cuuutest parasol ever! is it a weapon too? wow, stylish and practical. you love to s—" a thin sword flickers before he finishes, jabbing past a layer of padding; he stumbles back at the sting.

"ah, whoa!"

okay, no small talk. cherubic face settles in a ( totally more serious ) frown as he lifts his axe to retaliate. "right into it, huh? okay, then here i come!"

ROSADO critically hits ELFFIN with IRON AXE ( smash activates! ) ( 18 ). ELFFIN 1/6.

no mercy! how's that for starters?

━━ ｡　@onigirisamurai , you're a sight for sore eyes !

welcome to the REAL space jam

[BOEL] - ROUND ONE, BATTLE NINE.

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ WELCOME TO THE REAL SPACE JAM! ━━ ｡ #TOAboel2024 #pheraed #exclted #moriddyn #onigirisamurai #lionscion

[rozyrne]

hands cupped around her mouth, she calls across the battlefield to her dearest friend - "you better not lose!" - determinedly indignant to the last.

huh, he has no idea what ' yoob butter hot ooze ' means, but that was definitely hortensia's voice all the way over there. he sure hopes those weren't orders, because he can't really make heads or tails of it. ( maybe butter hot ooze meant he was supposed to play it slippery with their enemies? aw, they weren't supposed to be remembering some kinda battlefield code, were they? )

well, no matter what —

"you got it, hortensiaaaa!"

and he readies his axe. gotta make her proud, after all!

#◟‎ 🇨​🇭​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇨​🇹​🇪​🇷​ ❝ HORTENSIA! ━━ ｡ #hydrangeaceae #TOAboel2024 #amazing. showstopping. the most competent trio ever known to elusia #i love them sm hahahaha

[rozyrne]

frankly, he had no idea that fódlan even had an annual rock-smashing competition! ( was there some kind of tradition behind busting up rocks every year? he was dying to know. ) but the first thing he couldn't help but think was that lapis would be great at something like this. if he was a betting kind of guy — and there's no saying that he wasn't — he would've definitely put his money on her.

but, barring lapis, there was definitely at least one other guy he could think of that looked the part too.

"yep, you found me!" hands perch on hips confidently, whether his erstwhile savior really had been looking for him or not. and the guy still looked as tough and dependable as he remembered, and as had led him to beeline for him way back in the dollhouse totally-not-fae-magic of ballroom dreamland. he's pretty happy to see him again! sized to real-life scale this time.

"huh? oh, the crowds?" he guesses at what the other refers to after a glance left and right, "honestly, i'm more of a ball person myself, but these kinds of competitions have their cute sides too for sure." making a face: "kind of wish it didn't smell like b-o so much, but oh well, what can you do."

but if this guy was here, that meant he was competing, which meant it was rosado's job to get him set up. "anyway, come on, i'll get you your gauntlets! and i've got the perfect rock for you to show off your stuff." and he's skipping off without further ado, stopping only moments later to pass over a pair of plated handwear fresh from supplies.

"give 'em a try! they're supposed to be one size fits all, but we've got a couple alternatives if they're too loose or tight on you."

Rock 'Em, Sock 'Em

#◟‎ ‎🇹​🇭​🇷​🇪​🇦​🇩​ ❝ ROCK EM SOCK EM! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ 🇨​🇭​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇨​🇹​🇪​🇷​ ❝ RAVEN! ━━ ｡ #◟‎ ‎🇱​🇪​🇸​🇸​🇴​🇳​ ❝ GAUNTLETS! ━━ ｡ #peerlessscowl #honestly a startlingly heartwarming pair for me idk why ALKDGKLAJD #im so sorry raven (only a little)