Thread: Opposite Ends ( Ava & ForeverMischievous )

The first reaction to Amelia's words, caused Amelia to look down, in dismay. She had not meant to offend, and feared she'd taken it that way. Amelia had nothing against the Locks. On the contrary. The Locks where known for their beauty, and grace. Why this mindless war was still raised, she knew not. That's something she was against. The war, itself. No one remembered, what started this, and the only reason she could think of, that it was still brewing. And it was only getting worse, the Monarch's sending Emmerick to attack a neutral settlement? Amelia hated this. Amelia looked up, as she was told not to apologize. She looked upon Ava, with a wondering expression, and a lightly tilted head. Why? You can not hope, to hold back the Holtest's advance, forever? The Monarch's only got their teeth stained with blood at this attempt. And.. The report's say, that General Emmerick, may not've made it out of this fight.. And without him. Nothing is holding the bulk of the Holtest army back.. You.. Have to get help. The Monarch's.. Is not nearly as wise and merciful, as Emmerick. Her voice almost seemed pleading. It was clear from her attitude, that she wanted no harm to befall Lady Ava Lock, or her settlement. Ava's laughter, send a warmth through Amelia, that lightened up her eye's, causing her to smile lightly, as she stirred the porridge slightly, but then as Emmerick woke, her eyes focused on him, rather. His reaction caused her to chuckle lightly, shaking her head as she smiled widely. He would be fine, and he was already himself. Emmerick's pale eyes remained on Ava's, glancing right back into her beautiful gaze. He burst out into a cheerful laughter, the moment spurred by another agonizing cough. We've.. Produced better way's of hurting each other, that is certain.. Erh.. He complained with another cough, mixed with a single chuckle. He then remarked with a nod at her answer to his question, letting his head drop down on his pillow again. Good.. Then I won't have to complaint, and demand my release. He said with a smile and then chuckle, causing him to break into another painful cough, placing a hand on his side, where the worst of his wounds where bandage. But rather.. Thank you.. For patching me up. He thanked Ava a single time, before moving his gaze towards Amelia, as Ava explained their condition's. He rose a hand, and stroked an orange lock, away from her brow, Amelia closing her eye's, in a short moment of relief, a wide smile gracing her lips. Seem's thank's is in order here as well then, dear.. You know.. You didn't have to repay favor's, by risking your own life, silly girl... He complained a bit, but with a smile behind, making it clear, that he adored her, for her actions. Amelia chuckled lightly, looking back onto Emmerick. Like I was going to leave you out there, friend.. If you died, who'd continue my pistol training, hm? She teased back, causing Emmerick to chuckle once more, and burst into another painful cough. Orh.. Ergh.. We need to.. Come to an agreement, of not making me laugh... He smiled, looking back at Ava, grinning lightly as he was 'ordered' to remain. He raised his hand's just lightly as a peaceful gesture. Your ordering me to remain in bed and rest, which I have not been capable of, for far too long.. I think I can live with that order. Even when coming for a Lock. Well.. At least a beautiful one at it.. Once again showing off, that he was quite incapable, of being serious, any more then necessary. As her fingers grazed his forehead, moving away those strands of hair, his eye's gazed up upon her, and he had to take a deep breath, as he realized something. A scent in the room, had just been more powerful. But why? Emmerick rose his head, to gaze over towards Lydia, followed by a risen brow. She seemed almost terrified. He wondered why. They knew nothing of these bedtime stories, that had apperantly been told to those in the Lock allegiance. Nor did they know of the past between them. There was one thing he did know, however. That scent in the air, was refreshing him. Making him hungry. And the question, only just invited him, to tease the terrified woman, even further. Bloody.. He asked, with a smug smile, and a silent chuckle. He knew a voice of disgust when he heard it, and he'd confront it with humor as he'd always done. Emmerick then nodded in agreement to Ava's words, before resting his head down again. Amelia looked down upon him with a smile, grazing his forehead with a stroke of her hand, before moving her eye's towards the door, as Ava left. She then looked questionably down on Emmerick. He nodded a single time, causing her to walk towards the door as well. May I.. Please join Lady Ava Lock? I wish to talk with her grace.. She humbly asked. You may chain my hand's together, or escort me, I merely intend to speak with her.