Blunt Meets Akkey

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==Summary==
This is the first meeting of Blunt and Akkey.
==Full Text==
Blunt: chiefakkeyofthestoichearts had only been walking around the camp for a few minutes when she saw Blunt…and it hadn’t taken much to notice him. He had seated himself at a small table just outside of the bakery and butcher huts, foot propped up, and lazily eating off of a plate, a vast assortment of other foods on the table. He glanced up at her, and eyebrow quirking. He rubbed a sleeve over his mouth briefly before leaning over, dragging another barrel over to the table and motioning for her to sit down. “Caroline, I presume,” he said smoothly.   
Akkey: -reply lost- 
Blunt: "My apologies for my straightforwardness," Blunt said, pulling his feet down from the table. "It’s just that the letter I received told me that a girl of surpassing beauty wished to meet me, and perhaps share a meal. I could only assume it was speaking of you." he finished, with a grin. "My name is Blunt."  
Akkey: She tried so hard not to roll her eyes, and settled for a soft inward groan. She begrudgingly sat down, though. Being in a coma for the past week meant she was starving, yet food hadn’t crossed her mind ‘til now. Might as well.
"Well, perhaps you shouldn’t assume so quickly, Sir Blunt," she said, reaching for the bread, murmuring her thanks as a quick afterthought, "I am Chief Akkey. So far from the name Caroline that you thought was mine."
Blunt: Blunt shrugged. “The letter was signed Caroline, can’t blame a guy for taking an educated guess. “…So, you are chief of this place? That must be interesting.”
Akkey: "Merely a title. Our leader is… was… King Haddock." she trailed off, her eyes gaining a faraway look. She coughed, realizing her silence and changed the subject, "What business do you have here, Sir?" 
Odd for a lone stranger to be walking around at camp.
Blunt: Blunt finished his plate. “Honestly I’m supposed to be on my boat, but I wanted food. I’m here to make amends for my father and grandfather’s actions, and also to speak to the bodyguard named Stonegit.”
Akkey: She quirked her eyebrows, “You know Stonegit? What amends are you talking about?”
Blunt: Blunt cleared his throat. “I sparred him when we were just little kids. Probably wouldn’t recognize him if I saw him again.” This of course was a lie, Blunt knew he would recognize the boy, he knew what his head looked like, and what kind of injury it bore. “As for amends, well, my father came here…and was rather rude. So yeah…do you know where Stonegit is?”
Akkey: “I see, how honourable of you.” she quipped.
Gods, how much miss this past week? Propping her chin on her hand, she responded without thinking, “Yes, I know where he is.”
Blunt: "If you could tell me that would be a big help," Blunt said sincerely.  
Akkey: She glanced at him, “I don’t think you would want to meet him right now. He’s having some… problems.”
Blunt: "I imagine," Blunt huffed. "My gramps screwed him over pretty bad…not literally though," he added, holding up a hand and then settling back on his barrel. "Yuck," he cleared his throat. "Either way, I want to talk to him, I want to make this up to him, so please…tell me where he is."  
Akkey: "That’s not quite what I meant…" she looked at him carefully, considering if she should tell him, "I’m not quite sure if I have the permission to tell you. Did you speak to the Queen? What did she say?"
Blunt: Blunt laughed. “Do you think they’d let a bruised up stranger like me in to see the Queen? Haha…no way,” he said with a shake of his head. “He works in the fortress right? He’s a loyal guard, it can’t hurt to talk with him.”
Akkey: “He is… was the King’s bodyguard,” she closed her eyes, gritting her teeth at having to talk about Haddock again, “You said you were sparring partners as children, right? He needs help, and I can’t get through to him. Maybe someone from his past would be able to…”
Blunt: "Perfect!" Blunt said, clapping once and standing to his feet, beginning to trudge off. "Am I heading in the right direction sweets?" he called over his shoulder.
Akkey: "I have a name, you know…" she sighed. This may be a…
- possible lost response - 
She huffed, slightly embarrasses. Well, not like I’m any different… but at least my nicknames make sense!
"I know that, he’s a good man," she mumbled, "He’s just… misguided. Keeping him there is for his own good."
"When you talk to him… help him get back on track." she gave him a determined look.
Blunt: "Oh…trust me," Blunt said, holding up a hand as if swearing an oath. "I wouldn’t do anything but." He sighed. "Well then, I better go see him, thank you sweets," 
Akkey: She watched him go down a staircase. She waited until he reached the bottom before she called out, “Still the wrong way, Sir Blunt.”
Blunt: He spun on one foot. “Look,” he said kindly. “If you could just give me directions I am sure I can find my own way.”
Akkey: She crossed her arms, and stared down at him, unrelenting, “I’m not letting you go anywhere alone.”
Blunt: "I am shocked that you find me untrustworthy!" Blunt said in mock offence. "Please, if there is anything I can do to earn your trust just name it,"
Akkey: "I’ve been trusting too easily lately, you have to forgive me if I’ve offended you. I’ll need time," she said in a flat tone, remembering everything that has happened. She looked at him mockingly and gave a small smirk, "Isn’t this what you were wishing a while ago? To be in the company of a lady?"
Blunt: "Only one as fine as you," he replied without even stuttering. It was clear this git had done a lot of this in the past. "Lead the way then my good lady,"
Akkey: She gave him a small nod, and turned on her heel. She led him through hallways and staircases and numerous rooms. Hopefully you’re good and lost now…
Finally they stopped in front of a great wooden door, with a massive lock hanging on it. She stood there, unmoving and contemplating.
"Blunt," she whirled around, grabbing him by the collar and bringing him to her level. The smirk gone, she gave him a cold stare and said, "I’m sure that you have the common sense to know this. No harm must come to Stonegit or any of the rebels… otherwise, I will personally see to it that you be punished."
She let him go, then briskly went through the doors, motioning for him to follow.
Blunt: Blunt huffed. “What? I’m the one who said he shouldn’t be in jail in the first place.” he called as he fallowed her. “What gives?”
Akkey: "What do I know about the goings on in that frivolous brain of yours?" she glanced back at him, “‘Twas just a warning."
Blunt: "Twas,” he said in a slightly higher pitched voice. “You are most eloquent my sweet…heart…” he trailed off, seeing the dark figure in the corner.
“Hello Blunt,” Stonegit said in a low voice, setting down a mug of water on the hard floor. “How’s Port Krum?" 
"In distress,” Blunt said with a shrug. “No thanks to my father, or grandfather for that matter.” he paused. “I can’t see you." 
"What? want to see the face of your fathers killer?" 
Blunt’s face saddened. "Stonegit…you took away my childhood. But not the way everybody at Port Krum says you did.”
“And how did I do it this time,” Stonegit asked, standing up but not facing him.
“Because when you took the wrap for Orskaf’s actions, my dad quit being my dad and instead turn into a teacher. He wanted me to know just how bad you were, and how none of it was granpops fault. Then when you killed gramps…thank you by the way…” his eyes glanced downward. “Beat me all the time he did. Dad never believed me when I told, I just got in trouble. Either way, dad became obsessed. He wanted everybody to hate you, including me. He spent more time trying to track you down then he did running the village. Every time I trained, he insisted the battle master used ‘imagine it’s Stonegit you’re hitting’ analogies.” he scoffed. “He only ever used those stupid things when dad was in the room. But yeah…I don’t blame you. I am pissed as hel that he’s dead. I loved him…but I can’t bring myself to hate you for it, not even a little. I know what he did…you were justified.”
Stonegit stood in silence for a minute, and then shrugged. “Well thank you very much Blunt…come inside.” he invited.
Akkey: Akkey listened to Blunt’s story, her brow creasing with worry as it unfolded. These are the amends that he meant… it must have been when he hurriedly called Haddock away mid-conversation, the day before he…
She didn’t bother finishing the thought. Being down the… -partial lost response-
Blunt: Blunt glanced back at her. “Am I allowed inside?”
"Of course you’re allowed…Rotgrass, Tornpike, help him out if you would?" Stonegit said.
The two guards looked unsure but carefully stepped over to the door. Rotgrass made eye contact with Blunt and quietly shook his head as he opened the door in a silent warning.
Blunt frowned at him, looking back up at Stonegit. He reached forward, closing the door. “Come into the light,” he said.
Stonegit turned around, carefully walking forward and Blunt hissed through his teeth. “What?” Stonegit asked mildly. “Is it the scars? The altered eyes? Hm?”
"No," Blunt said. "Just…you…you’re so, hurt looking. Did my my grandfather’s actions really lead you to this?"
"No," Stonegit said in turn. "No it wasn’t him," he waved a finger. "Let me see your hand," he said calmly. 
Blunt turned to Akkey. “What happened to him? Was he always like this? And if my father and grandfather didn’t do this to him then what did?”
Akkey: "It was… an accident," she looked away, refusing to look at him. Her fingers started trembling again, and she could feel the panic rising.
"It was an accident. There was an enemy… and she was strong. She made him… do it." she clenched her teeth so much that her jaw ached. Familiar images flashed through her mind again, and she tried to ignore them.
"She made him kill Haddock. And now he won’t forgive himself. He won’t listen to me… He’s… he’s gone mad. It’s not Stonegit anymore."
"Help him," she whispered.
Blunt: Blunt turned back towards Stonegit, gently squeezing Akkey’s shoulder. “You don’t have to stay,” he whispers.
Stonegit worked his jaw. “The King…was everything to me. And now, the only thing I have of him is the rest of his family…his enemies…and this.” he held up a tiny scrap of cloth. It was the piece of Haddock’s shirt that had torn off when he tried to keep his body from vanishing.
"How long ago was this?" Blunt asked.
"Two weeks, or at least close to it," Stonegit said. "And there’s nothing here that has to do with forgiveness. I aided in his fall…even if it was through mere foolishness. Law decrees that those who oppose the King are to be put to death…" he spread his hands. "So here we go."
"Two weeks?!" Blunt turned to Akkey. "You mean he became like this in two weeks?! Why the hel do you have him in a prison cell instead of a hospital room?!" 
Akkey: The anger filled her mind, and she glared at him, “I’ve been in a coma, alright!” she shot back, no longer able to control her quivering hands.
"I woke up today. I couldn’t do a thing about any of this! You know I didn’t even get to say goodbye to Haddock? Not that I could have… I was possessed the entire time! That enemy?! She was in me. In my mind. I brought her here. I fell into a coma for two weeks and when I came to, he was already like this!”
She furiously kicked the bars that made up Stonegit’s prison, “It isn’t your fault! It’s not our fault! She made us do it! She’s the one to blame! And she’s already paid for her crimes… you stamped the life out of that damned valkyrie! You didn’t oppose him… you’ve avenged Haddock!”
"So why do you insist on rotting in here?! Why won’t you let us help you?! Stonegit, you idiot!"
Blunt: "Insist on rotting?" Stonegit said. "Akkey…I’m still running the camp. Queen Mera just thought putting me in a cell would make me more comfortable while I do it."
"Just!…Just hold on!" Blunt said, holding up a finger. "I refuse to believe that this is the real Stonegit, he’s nothing like the kid I met!"
"Oh that’s right…the kid," Stonegit sneered. "The one you loved to beat around in class, but secretly had to stay on your toes because you knew he was good. That little kid that you stopped seeing when you turned sixteen. Oooh, how in the world could I be so different?" he finished sarcastically, seeing Blunt’s discomfort.
Blunt turned to Akkey again. “Somethings wrong, it has to be, he became like this in less than two weeks doesn’t that seem suspicious to you?”
Akkey: "I told you I just woke up today. I have a lot of catching up to do. These guards probably know more than I do, actually." she balled her hands into fists and kept them close to her chest, trying to stop them from trembling.
"There’s no way Her Majesty would let camp be guided by a cold blooded killer." she muttered, "She put you in here because you put us on lock down. You want to kill my father… who else are you trying to kill, huh?"
Blunt: "Frosti, Blue, Tezz, Skye," Stonegit listed casually. "And every witch and cat I can get my hands on." he licked his lips, thinking. "Did you enjoy your bread Akkey?" he asked. 
Akkey: Her head snapped up and she eyed him suspiciously, “Why are you asking that?”
"I don’t know half of the people you listed… do they even deserve death? Blue and Tezz are allies, and Frosti has changed."
Blunt: “So technically you know three fourths of them,” Stonegit said, rolling an eye. “The point is Akkey… I know you had bread when you ate with Blunt just a hour or so ago. It’s…hard to catch everything. But I get let in on most of it, especially if I ask for specifics." 
Blunt breathed in deeply. "So in other words these guards are just for decoration?”
“They /help/ me,” Stonegit said, his eyes narrowing. “And they’re very good at their job, and very worthwhile to the rebellion.”
Akkey: She glanced at the man who opened Stonegit’s prison and asked, “Is this the truth? You follow his orders? He had the camp on lock down! He has a hit list! They’re your comrades!”
Her eyes widened, “Does the Queen know this?”
Blunt: “Of course the Queen knows,” Stonegit said bluntly. “Her royal guard was assigned by me to protect her, and yes they answer to me.” the boy shook his head. “I was the the only one who bothered to give a shit about them and how they felt instead of just bitching about their, former, incompetence.” he spat.
“We’ve refused to kill o hurt anyone,” one of the two men said. 
“Which is perfectly reasonable,” Stonegit said. “They just…keep me informed, and let me relax my wrists and stretch my legs every once in a while.” Stonegit followed up. “They’ve even promised to try and stop me if I do try and kill anyone…so there," 
Blunt merely shook his head. “It’s not him,” he said simply, walking out of the hall.
Stonegit backed up to his mattress, sitting down. “Akkey,” he said firmly, his voice clear, but dark. “I was disorganized and conflicted before, and now you think, or at least suspect, that I have some degree of power.” the chains around his writs clinked together slightly as he moved. “But there will be more. I have learned from my enemies, I know what true strength is…” he sighed. “And I will…show you all. And you will witness true strength. The strength of will over others.”  
Akkey: Her stomach turned, and she started shaking. His eyes flashed, and she caught a brief glimpse of familiar, constricted pupils.
No, you just imagined it…
"No.. you’re wrong… that’s not… strength… please…" she whispered. A cold feeling washed over her, and she panicked, the anxiety and hysteria no longer held in. She ran after Blunt, pushing past the guards and tripping over her own feet.
She ran and ran, eyes wide. She finally reached Blunt, away from the darkness of the dungeon. She fell on her knees, gasping for air.
"Stonegit… no…"
Blunt: Blunt helped her stand to her feet, holding her face and bending down so he looked her in the eyes. “Are you ok?” he asked as he guided her further away from Stonegit’s cell.
Akkey: She stared back at him, terror in her eyes. She didn’t see Blunt in front of her… instead she faced that valkyrie, Dust’s shadowy figure again. Her pupils constricted and her eyes suddenly darkened. She snarled under her breath, and knocked him aside.
"It’s your fault!" she charged at him, and put out a hand to unsheathe her sword. But as quickly it began… she stopped in her tracks. The darkness in her eyes left, and she returned to the frightened little girl, realizing she was about to attack an innocent man.
"I… I’m sorry…" she stepped back, trembling, "I don’t know what came over me… I’m so sorry…"
Blunt: Blunt starred at her, wide eyed. “Shit…” he muttered. “The stories about this place are true. Everybody here seems to be possessed.” he shook his head. “What did that god awful dungeon do to you guys?” Blunt exhaled gently reaching out and keeping Akkey’s sword hand by her side. “Apology accepted.” he said. “I would ask what happened. But I’m a stranger in a new place, with a semi damaged reputation already. So I better not.”
Akkey: She thought of shaking him off but decided otherwise. As immature he was upon their meeting he’s surprisingly… gentle.
"Thank you," she mumbled, bowing her head, "You really wouldn’t want to know."
She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself again. He was a guest, and she already attacked him once… it would not bode well to lose herself again. She squared her shoulders, and looked at him.
"What are your plans now, Blunt? Now that your business with Stonegit is… somewhat done."
Blunt: “Somewhat done?” Blunt asked, and then tilted back his head. Giving a loud laugh. “No way, there’s more to this, I can feel.” he played with one of the braided tails on his chin. “Although, I think I should have a talk with the Queen about this…but don’t worry, I won’t mention you.”
Akkey: She raised an eyebrow, “So then we won’t be rid of each other yet… shame. I thought she wouldn’t meet you?”
Blunt: "Oh…ehehehe…she and I did meet. She was under the strangest impression that Stonegit was banished somewhere outside of the fortress." Blunt gave a tiny, guilty, and far to pleased with himself, grin. 
Akkey: "Strange indeed, she knows where he is… why would she-" she halted mid-sentence, putting two and two together. Slowly, she spun to face him, flashing her white teeth into the biggest, sickeningly sweetest smile she could muster.
"Sir Blunt… do you still wonder why I do not trust you?"
Blunt: "My most sweetest, loveliest, and singular Akkey…" Blunt said before pausing for a long inhale. "I have to go," he finished quickly, dashing away. He vanished, and then poked his head around the corner. "You’re going to be ok right? Breathing ok?" 
Akkey: She started after him, grinding her teeth, “I will be after I throw you out of camp, Pale Eyes! Get back here!” 
Blunt: "I’ll catch ya later,” Blunt said quickly, and disappeared down the hall with surprising speed.
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