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Who: Jiroutachi and YOU
When: 8/2 and through the rest of the month...
Where: Various locations throughout Caissa
What: Jiroutachi is a Queen. That means things are bound to go haywire when it comes to his Charm abilities. Oops?
Rating: PG at most I'd think. No more than PG-13

Accidentally Charming NPC

Jiroutachi could often be found on his own. It wasn't that he was a loner type, far from that. Mostly he just didn't have many steady drinking companions here and he was actually missing his sword companions. As the only one left it was rather lonely despite the friends that he had still. Getting by without them was possible but he was starting to feel the weight of them being gone. In a way he supposed he didn't want anyone to notice that fact which led to him wandering about on his own and finding fun places to drink as he enjoyed the days.

So he'd used a little bit of his Charm magic to get some wine and then had gone off on his own. It really should have been left at that right? Well unfortunately, Jirou found himself with a little fan club following after him, love in their eyes as they trailed along. So far he hadn't been able to shake him so when he caught sight of a fellow Hero, he went over to hide behind them.

"Save meeeee! They love me so much!" This had to be extra comical if the sword who was over six feet tall ended up behind a fellow Hero much smaller.

Accidentally Charming PC

[ooc: Note that for this one you can decide for yourself how long the Charm lasts. But essentially your character will find that Jirou is super great and pretty and so on. He's attracting people to him so you can think of it like that! Just remember that he's not doing it on purpose! (Not that he'll feel bad about it but not the point.) If you're not comfortable having your PC charmed then the other option is for you!]

It was just another day. Another lovely day. At least it certainly seemed so when Jiroutachi had walked by with his lovely black hair that seemed to shine in the light. He was tall and muscular under that yukata but somehow seemed to have delicate features as well that could cause him to be mistaken for a woman. The gentle touch of makeup clearly did not help with that either and neither did the pretty hair ornaments that he wore in his long strands.

One could be sure that the scent of alcohol had never smelled better and it made the temptation to follow him stronger. Which was likely how you ended up here as he paused outside a shop to look inside before he turned to look and give a smile. What beautiful golden eyes he had...

"Hello! Are you following me?"

And he's spoken. What will you do now?

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"They love me! I can't stop them from loving me!"

Charm gone haywire. That was his problem right now. Jiroutachi laughed and ducked behind him some more as people whined and insisted that Rory move so that way the could have a better look at the beautiful man behind him.

"Save me!"

He reached behind him and drew out his knife. The blade glittered in the light as he deftly traced patterns in the air. Soon, a barrier surrounded the love-struck victims. With them under control, he whipped around and stared accusingly at Jiroutachi. He advanced, trying to get him to back away from the people.

"What the fuck did you do to them?"

"It's the problem with being a Queen actually. Sometimes you accidentally charm people even if you're not trying to."

Then look on his face and eyes said that this was completely true. It was only for a second but one could see he really hadn't been trying to do this. Oh sure he did it sometimes on purpose but never to this scale and usually just to get something like a bit of alcohol for free. So this? This was completely not what he'd meant to do or even tried to do.

"I was walking and then it must have happened because suddenly they were wanting to love me!"

It was such a drastic change from his usual demeanour that such a look did not go unnoticed. He frowned, and then sighed.

"Alright, back up. Not following you now."

Even caged, the only thought going through their minds was Jiroutachi. What could he do? Healing spells worked on those cursed during the Palamede attack; perhaps it would work here as well. This called for more than the simple healings he conjured as a Pawn. He rolled up his sleeves and the living sprig of agrimony travelled down from the hilt of his knife to wrap around his wrist. It immediately attracted bees, but he kept calm. As long as he did not make any sudden movements, they did not sting him. He muttered quietly and summoned a healing circle beneath the infatuated group.

Backing up, he got himself out of the way and watched with open curiosity. He'd never actually seen a King a work before and he had to say that it was really quite impressive. The barrier had been interesting to begin with but this was another thing entirely.

Tilting his head, he watched the circle form and waited to see if it would work. Though he supposed he wouldn't see the full results of that until the barrier dropped so they could approach him.

During the spell, he did not shout. In fact, he did not even appear angry, just concerned for their well-being and what may happen to Jiroutachi after the walls came down. The healing spell complete, light from the circle faded and with it went the barrier. He stood back, keeping himself between them and Jiroutachi.

More bees came. No one was afraid of them, right?

"How does everyone feel?"

The people slowly seemed to come out of it and eventually just started to drift off with murmurs of being fine and needing to do things. When they were gone, Jiroutachi moved up closer to him but at least didn't touch him this time. Rather than silliness, he looked quite impressed.

"I had no idea Kings could do that! That was a King ability, yes?"

Only after every citizen left did Rory finally put his guard down. When Jiroutachi approached him, Rory was back to appearing annoyed. He anticipated the worst, expecting Jirou would hug him again and send the bees in a fury. However, it did not come to that. Strange.

It used to be my ability, he thought bitterly.

"It is. We heal. Wounds, poisons..." he waved his hand to indicate that the list went on. He slowly pushed his sleeves back down, covering the agrimony. Little by little, the bees dispersed.

"Was that all of them?"

"Well if there's no one else around then that should be it."

Jiroutachi watched the bees for a bit and tilted his head to the side somewhat.

"Are the bees a King thing too?"

"Good."

Now that he no longer needed the large knife, he stored it away back on his belt.

"They're not. They're here for the flowers. Irritating shits."

At least he had experience with bees since his childhood. However, experience did not account for bad luck, which he had plenty of here. The last bee stung him on his hand. He grunted and held his hand.

"Fucking ass!"

The stinger was well in there, just his luck. He struggled to get a grasp on it.

"Here. Let me."

Reaching out, he took his had then murmured a little spell that sounded oddly like a drinking song. Falling completely still, he concentrated hard, using his mana to grab the stinger and very carefully work it out of his hand.

When he had it, he smiled and let go to let it fall lightly into his own palm.

"There. That should be easier on you."

There he went, suddenly grabbing him again. This time, however, he hesitated yet did not pull away. No point in making this any more painful than it should be. Jiroutachi had been a constant nuisance, but not outright dangerous, it seemed. While he was still suspicious of him, it did not warrant refusing the assistance. Once the stinger came out, he quickly whipped his hand back.

"I didn't ask for help," he snapped. "And stop grabbing me!"

"You probably never would have asked for help. You're more convinced the world is out to get you."

That was what he'd observed anyway. It didn't bother him he'd just been picking up on it.

"What's wrong with someone wanting to be your friend?"

"I don't need help for a fucking bee sting."

He rubbed his hand. Something as minor as this did not need a healing spell. He rolled his eyes at Jiroutachi's observation. It was not inaccurate, not completely. Yet this was not something he kept hidden. In fact, he had assumed it was blatantly obvious that he did not trust people.

"Why the hell do you want to be friends? We're not kids. This isn't school."

Not to mention it was still suspicious as hell that Jiroutachi would want to be friends with him. Rory had no delusions that he would have made for a desirable friend. There must be something more Jiroutachi wanted.

He paused. He tilted his head.

"What does friendship have to do with children or schools? Adults and people without education can want friendship as well."

He paused a moment again then thought about that. "Honestly I've never been a child or someone in school anyway."

He threw his arms up and sighed, obviously in no mood to go explaining everything to Jiroutachi. The part about him not attending school, he could believe that. Jirou seemed thick enough. Yet he did not understand what he meant by never having been a child.

"The hell does that mean?"

"I'm a sword. I was forged but never grew up like many do. I simply came to exist one day. For hundreds of years I didn't even have this human looking body. Not until the saniwa required the aid of swords to save history."

Jiroutachi was aware that he didn't look like a sword which was why the other part was necessary to explain. "In fact, that only came about recently so most of my memories come from being one of the longest swords in history."

Yes, he was actually speaking seriously for once.

Oh. Oh. This whole time Rory had thought all that sword talk was just Jiroutachi referring to his dick. Briefly, he turned red in the face from the embarrassment.

For something that sounded ridiculously hard to believe, Rory seemed to take the news relatively well. After all, it was hardly the strangest thing that happened in his life at home, let alone his existence here. He shook his head and rubbed his hand over his face.

"Right. You're a sword. Of course." He did not reject the notion; rather, he accepted it in a defeated tone. "Okay, then let me fill you in here. Human to fucking whatever. Get a better friend."

"Why aren't you a good friend for me to have?"

He wondered how many really bothered to find out why Rory was rejecting them so hard. Perhaps he normally wouldn't have himself but he found himself curious. He liked Rory even if he barely knew him. The man was interesting and certainly didn't appear to be terrible as far as morality went.

He did not understand why Jiroutachi was so persistent. Hardly anyone bothered to get close to him once he showed the brunt of his personality. What could he want from him, he wondered. Jiroutachi must want something. Was it the beer? It had to be that or something much worse. No one would want to keep trying to befriend him for any other reason.

Faced with such doubts, he responded the only way he knew how, with anger.

"What, you want me to say it out loud? Fine. I'm a dick! That what you want to hear?!"

Jiroutachi looked...genuinely confused. He shouldn't be his friend because Rory was a dick? Certainly the young man had some personality issues but he hardly saw that as a reason not to be friends with him. From what he'd seen he was a good person at heart.

"That's it? Then I don't see why we can't be friends."

"Then you're more stupid than I thought."

He no longer had the energy to keep arguing. If he were a few years younger, perhaps he could go on. Now, he just felt tired. Anger did not work, so he used his next usual tactic, distance. He began walking away and waved dismissively behind him.

"You'll learn."

But Jirou just followed after him. He was curious now and apparently distance wasn't going to work on him.

"Would you like to get something to eat? My treat!"

Uhh...congrats on the friends, Rory.

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