Be Our Guest

**Date Started:** September 27th
**Date Completed:** Ongoing
**Previous Role-Play:** Birds of Prey
**Users Involved:** User:PuddingCups,User:Jmayfie01

**Setting**: Clover Kingdom: Saboten
**Characters Involved:**
* **Coral Peacock:** Jacques Cavallier, Rosa Morisot, Fiona Morel

## The Broom ride

The Coral Peacock base was quite far, being in the town of Saboten within the Common Realm, while they were currently in the Forsaken Realm. No matter how much magic they poured into the broom, the ride was going to be lengthy and so Jacques made the most of it.

Twirling like a maniac, they briefly turned upside down, doing a loopty-loop as if riding a rollercoaster, his heels clicked with glee as he laughed. Fiona struggled to hold on, shocked by the mans excitement and lack of professionalism. He clearly loved theatrics. Finally, she spoke up. "Could you stop it! Some of us are trying to enjoy the ride and that's getting very hard to do with your broom-riding party tricks." Fiona sounded haughty and upset, Jacques giggled.

"Oohh, such feistiness. I just can't wait for you to meet the other members, both of you, I'm sure you'll fit right in!" He put his hands together and held them close to his chest, closing his eyes as if he was trying to picture it. Turns out he was. Throwing his arms in the air he attempted to show him a vision, a vision everyone else had great trouble seeing.

"Well, enough of that! Why don't you two tell me a little about yourselves? Well I hardly know your names!" He spoke fast, with every word came a spontaneous burst of energy that fueled his next. "OH! OH! GOODNESS GRACIOUS!" He shouted abruptly. "Where are my manners... you must, must, must know a little about me first!" Fiona groaned as Jacques began to sing about his life story, literally singing. He was so happy-go-lucky, always in a good mood. She despised it. Part of her wanted to let go of the broom and let nature take it's course but she was focused on her goal.

He spoke of his life, how he was a noble but an outcast, made fun of because of his feminine personality. Fiona blocked most of it out, only a few lines actually made it to her ears. "I never wore a woman's clothes! Except for once my mothers camisole! ♪" Fiona found it boring. After an excruciating hour of 'Jacques Life The Musical' in which she had noticed the broom seem to go in slow motion, he finally stopped. "Well, enough about me! What about you two?" He poked, turning around with a smile. "Rosa first!" He retorted.

The ride truly was long, Rosa didn't hate the attempts Jacques did to make this ride more enjoyable and she never missed a chance to see Fiona unhappy! Though she was still uneasy, things weren't going to be the same in her life and after the first big change in her life, she was worried this one might be even worse. Mostly, she listened to what Jacques was saying about his history but when it came to nobles, she looked towards him, curious as to the fact that he too was once a noble outcast.

After that, he had asked of her history. It wasn't something she liked to talk about in depth but she figured since she'd be working for him it was the least she could do to be nice. "I was born an only child in a Noble Family, I got whatever I wanted as long as I behaved.. And didn't speak unless spoken to. My friends were chosen for me, I was told that making mistakes would result in shame to the family and that was met with harsh retributions. One thing I learned about nobility after my family lost our title was that nobody was truly your friend if you didn't have any value to them. They rule the upper class through intimidation and their own selfishness."

Rosa grew to hate nobility, she started hating the society she lived in and how it was split between different types of people all revolving around mana and magic. "I also believe the Magic Knights Exam is rigged to fit only those born with strong magic or conventional types, ones that are too different will never be accepted by the council of captains. My backstory is pretty boring anyways, I've lived in the forsaken realm for a bit until I moved in with my uncle a week ago to be married off to his older friend."

Fiona couldn't help but notice how depressing Rosa's life was. Seriously it was like reading a horror story, falling from grace and losing all your elegance on the way down! It was sad. Fiona almost felt bad for her. Then again, that was the foolish nature of Clover citizens. Putting your birth position before everything else. In the Witches' Forest that would never happen! Sure, some covens were more powerful, but in the end they were all equal. Maybe the Clover Kingdom would benefit from taking a page from their book.

Fiona thought about giving her advice, adding her input to Rosa's incredibly sad life but she decided it was best to not. The red head seemed rather upset, maybe life hadn't panned out the way she wanted too. Unfortunately for Rosa, Fiona's was less of a sob story and more of a success story.

Sticking her nose right back up in the air, she condescendingly peered down at the clover kingdom. It seemed they were getting closer, the land had become slightly less ugly. They'd be arriving in the Common Region soon enough. "Well, I can't say my life has been so... dismal." The witch huffed, an insult towards Rosa no doubt.

"I was deemed a prodigy at birth due to my exceptional magic capabilities. Of course, the other Coven members were jealous because I got more time with Mistress Theodora but they got over it!" Fiona swooned at the name, it seemed to mean a lot to her.

Jacques was intrigued. "And this... Theodora, who is she?" He pondered.

Fiona scoffed at the interruption. "The leader of my Coven. I was her prized student and disciple. That was until she received the prophecy." Fiona spoke highly of the prophecy, in a tone that could only say she knew something everyone else didn't.

"Oh! Oh! A prophecy! How charming! How extravagant! How... MYSTERIOUS!" He shouted. "What did it foretell! What did it foretell!" He cheered.

Fiona sneered. She hated his attitude, bouncing around like... like a child! Where were his manners, his self control? She contained herself. He was still her captain, like it or not. He had done a nice thing with this extensive olive branch and she had no other choice but to take it.

"That I would become a Magic Knight and save the forest I love so dearly. It does bring me sorrow, to know my home will inevitably have trouble knocking on it's border... it's the reason I get stronger. It's the very purpose of me being here." Even Fiona, the seemingly careless, cold, and callous individual, had something she cared about. Shocker.

"WHAT A HEART WRENCHING TALE! TRULY! THE BOTH OF YOU!" The captain began to cry, emotional tears of joy. "You both come from such different walks of life! And yet... I can tell will be the best of friends!" He sobbed between words before randomly recovering, as if a drop had never left his eye. "Rosa! Your need for a better life... and Fiona! Your determination to protect your home... oh woe is me!" The broom dived down as he began to faint, picking back up again as he laughed.

"Well! We are almost there! Allow me to tell you something about the Coral Peacocks!" He extended a finger in the air, spinning around to face them, driving the broom backwards. A true talent not every possessed.

"I don't know about the other squads, the cowardly lion, pompous eagle, or boring dawn but us... we don't care where you come from, the heart of clover or the witches forest. We don't care how much magic you have, a little or a lot. The only thing that matters to the Coral Peacock is beauty! And nothing is more beautiful than being yourself." It was a serious but kind speech, one that even silenced Fiona.

"I wonder if a fall from this height would be enough to kill me.." Rosa looked down, pondering it but deciding it was best not to. Maybe joining the coral peacocks wouldn't be as bad she once thought but it would definitely take some time to get used to the captain's rather flamboyant attitude. On top of that, she'd have a free place to stay along with better meals than she'd be receiving at home. In the end, Rosa decided that this would be a change for the better and she'd have to make the best of it.

"I wonder if the other members are as.. Unique as you." She coughed, looking down at the land below and wondering about the road ahead of her. She also thought about Fiona's story of prophecy and witches, something she'd heard about from different children but she had never truly been to the witches forest as she wasn't one herself. A land without men sounds nice, maybe she'd sneak in one day and put a witch hat on. Seems to be the only requirement to really get in.

This new home of hers was sure to have some interesting members but she doubted anything could prepare her for what she was about to see. She'd heard some rumors about the coral peacocks being a rather diverse group of members, different types of personalities and standards of beauty but some of them seemed really ugly. Beauty may be subjective but personal hygiene is not! Nonetheless, Rosa would try to make friends with at least most of the members here once they land.

After that it didn't take long. Unfortunately, Jacque's speech didn't move them as much as he hoped. He shrugged it off. They had arrived.

## No Place Like Home

The town of Saboten was a lively one. Being in the common realm, one could see the royal capital in the distance, it's castle peaks stretching up from the horizon line. Though magical contraptions and vendors lined the streets, it was far from a merchant town. Saboten simply just loved magic! The way it made everything easier. In fact, almost no one there did anything without it. For cooking they used enchanted cookware, for transportation they nearly all used brooms, creating miles of sky-high traffic. Fortunately, Jacques got a free pass.

The town was happy to see him, he was something of a celebrity. They clapped as he flew in, wondering who the two young girls with him were. "Hello, Hello Hello, Saboten!" He waved like a prom queen on a school float. "It is I, again! Jacques Cavallier, your one and only!" He then blew a kiss, making some of the women, and even some men, nearly fall off their brooms. "SO HANDSOME!" They shouted with hearts in their eyes. Jacques laughed.

The broom descended in a beautiful looking garden residence. It appeared to be an elegant manor wrapped in shrubbery and adorned with the symbol of a peacock. This was it.

Clasping his hands together, "Are you ready girls!" Jacques proclaimed, nearly jumping with joy.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Fiona hmphed. The town seemed to be a fun place, definitely one she could see herself at, something she'd never admit. "Though this PALES in comparison to the witches forest." She added for good measure.

Rosa sat on the back of the broom as Jacques blew kisses and did prom waves towards the people around him. Even when she lived in the royal realm, people weren't exactly friendly towards each other except for the occasional handshake or nod. The common realm seemed like a good border between the poor and the wealthy. Somewhere she could see herself living a decent life and making a living, though it would take time to get used to.

Soon enough, they approached an elegant building with the symbol of a peacock and Rosa was marveled, she had seen castles and beautiful houses before but never a base for one of the magic knight squads, considering she never planned to become one that is. Her ears perked up as Jacques was asking the two girls something and she focused her attention back on him. "Yeah, I think I'll get comfortable here soon enough." She smiled, waving down towards the people on the streets. Magic sure was abundant here, hopefully she would find some beautiful paints to fuel the new spells she would soon unlock.