Cu Chulainn wasn't a patrolman, nor did he ever aspire to be one. He was the guardian of his country in the sense that he would respond immediately to dire threats but he had never been the man to watch every village one by one and butt his head into every squabble he saw. Despite that, he had a keen eye for trouble and countless thoughts about what justice was supposed to be--so, he tended to intervene in problems when they presented themselves if only because of the fickle nature of what justice looked like to him.
Two farmers were arguing over a fairy mound, claiming ownership over a magic bow that sprung out of it. It had been hovering in the air, moving around on occasion from their perspective. Cu Chulainn, puzzled, wondered if the two men were fools--as there was clearly a man in white attire holding the damned thing. He stepped down from his horse to approach the two in the middle of their quarrel, watching the bowman, who was ignoring them as he read from a thin piece of paper held up in front of him. The two men didn't notice the bowman at all.
The bowman met eyes with Cu Chulainn, perplexed.
"You can see me?"
"Yeah. You can call me Cu Chulainn and... I'm curious. Never seen an archer carry that kind of bow, before."
Their exchange of words was brief, if not polite on Cu Chulainn's end. The farmers backed off immediately when they saw Cu Chulainn speaking to what they presumed was a demented ghost clutching the bow and ran when the bow lifted and fired, trying to take off Cu Chulainn's head from the neck. The young man let out a terse sigh, unstrapping his spear from his back after avoiding the volley before making a bit more effort to close the gap and stride towards him. The dark-haired archer was stunned that his shot hadn't landed and even more so when the following dozen bolts were parried and redirected just as easily. He jumped up and kicked the bowman square in the chest, dropping him to the ground before there had been a few popping sounds.
Strange. It didn't sound like the sound of bones breaking--he didn't think he kicked hard enough to do that. The bowman stumbled back, coughing and wheezing, his eyes bulging open as he buried his hand in his clothing to pull out a vial. The thing had broken in the center and little white tablets fell to the ground, dissolving. The shocked expression he wore spoke more about what happened than whatever he could pull out with his strange accent.
"I--I can't stay here!"
He threw a capsule to the ground, blinding light shining and catching Cu Chulainn off guard. He stepped back, vanishing into a tear in thin air, just as a few more of the tablets landed on the ground where he had been standing. Cu Chulainn rubbed under his eyes before stepping over to the remaining tablets, picking them up with a scowl.
"What a pain--fairy mounds are just troubling these days. Nothing good comes out of the damned things anymore--"
As if proving him right, a dozen or so howling voices rose up in the woods, the town, and the mountains all at once. Screaming farmers and milling people came shortly after, clearly bothered by the owners of those inhuman howls. His irritated scowl deepened and he ran off, away from the mound and towards the sound of trouble, "Speak of the devil... and he'll come crawling right away, huh?"
Two farmers were arguing over a fairy mound, claiming ownership over a magic bow that sprung out of it. It had been hovering in the air, moving around on occasion from their perspective. Cu Chulainn, puzzled, wondered if the two men were fools--as there was clearly a man in white attire holding the damned thing. He stepped down from his horse to approach the two in the middle of their quarrel, watching the bowman, who was ignoring them as he read from a thin piece of paper held up in front of him. The two men didn't notice the bowman at all.
The bowman met eyes with Cu Chulainn, perplexed.
"You can see me?"
"Yeah. You can call me Cu Chulainn and... I'm curious. Never seen an archer carry that kind of bow, before."
Their exchange of words was brief, if not polite on Cu Chulainn's end. The farmers backed off immediately when they saw Cu Chulainn speaking to what they presumed was a demented ghost clutching the bow and ran when the bow lifted and fired, trying to take off Cu Chulainn's head from the neck. The young man let out a terse sigh, unstrapping his spear from his back after avoiding the volley before making a bit more effort to close the gap and stride towards him. The dark-haired archer was stunned that his shot hadn't landed and even more so when the following dozen bolts were parried and redirected just as easily. He jumped up and kicked the bowman square in the chest, dropping him to the ground before there had been a few popping sounds.
Strange. It didn't sound like the sound of bones breaking--he didn't think he kicked hard enough to do that. The bowman stumbled back, coughing and wheezing, his eyes bulging open as he buried his hand in his clothing to pull out a vial. The thing had broken in the center and little white tablets fell to the ground, dissolving. The shocked expression he wore spoke more about what happened than whatever he could pull out with his strange accent.
"I--I can't stay here!"
He threw a capsule to the ground, blinding light shining and catching Cu Chulainn off guard. He stepped back, vanishing into a tear in thin air, just as a few more of the tablets landed on the ground where he had been standing. Cu Chulainn rubbed under his eyes before stepping over to the remaining tablets, picking them up with a scowl.
"What a pain--fairy mounds are just troubling these days. Nothing good comes out of the damned things anymore--"
As if proving him right, a dozen or so howling voices rose up in the woods, the town, and the mountains all at once. Screaming farmers and milling people came shortly after, clearly bothered by the owners of those inhuman howls. His irritated scowl deepened and he ran off, away from the mound and towards the sound of trouble, "Speak of the devil... and he'll come crawling right away, huh?"
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Date: 2021-04-27 01:23 am (UTC)My ignorance isn't exactly an excuse. I'm still eager to ask you again but I wouldn't want to tarnish your reputation. I wasn't aware it could be taken like that.
[Extreme honesty, on the other hand...
Cu Chulainn looked downright determined, swinging up from his previous look of remorse.]
Still, I'm determined to propose to you again with the right footing and the kind of respect you demand. I have this impression that you're someone I'll only ever meet once in a lifetime!
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Date: 2021-04-28 03:00 am (UTC)[She can't stay here, and she can't bring a human back to Seireitei. Anything between them will have to be temporary at best.
Yoruichi gives him a searching look, then closes her eyes on a long sigh. She doesn't want to encourage him so much that she's constantly fending him off, but she's not going to lie to him either.]
But I guess if you want to ask me again, you'll have to survive the battle tomorrow.
[He'd sounded entirely too ready for the fight to be his last. It's a long shot, but maybe having a goal past the battle will make him face it more carefully.]
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Date: 2021-04-28 03:20 am (UTC)He deflated, sighing. Even that was a stretch of his imagination. After all, he couldn't be so foolish as to talk about the future with a star hanging over him at all times.]
Either way, my promise still stands. I figured I'd just have to find my own way to find you later on if you accepted.
[That wasn't going to change anytime soon. Cu Chulainn tapped his fingers on his chin, nodding when Yoruichi leaned into trying to placate him temporarily.]
So... I suppose you're right. One day and one battle at a time, right?
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Date: 2021-05-01 04:21 pm (UTC)Even if the earlier misunderstanding has been cleared up, things feel somewhat awkward between them now. Cu Chulainn is obviously embarrassed by how his behavior was received. But he doesn't seem the type to hold a grudge, so she figures things will be better in the morning.]
I'm always right. The sooner you learn that the better. [She flashes him a grin.]
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Date: 2021-05-01 09:29 pm (UTC)If she were an oracle, that would make things a whole lot more complicated.]
I'll have to remember that going forward.
[Even if it was playful, it wasn't entirely unfounded. Yoruichi showed she was clever and wise, so it was still sound advice. He winked and made his way to the door, pushing it open quietly.]
Well, if you don't need anything, then I'll be off. I have a couple of things left to do before tomorrow.
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Date: 2021-05-02 12:37 am (UTC)No, I'm fine. Go get some rest--and thank you again.
[When the door closes behind him, Yoruichi sinks to the bed, blowing out a long breath. As tired as she is, she's still not sure if she's going to be able to sleep tonight. Biting her lip, she eyes the door, debating whether to cast a kidou barrier for an extra level of reassurance. But she's a guest here, and doing so would basically be saying she doesn't trust her hosts to keep her safe. They've welcomed her, and she doesn't want to insult them.
She pulls off the leggings, but leaves the tunic on before blowing out the candle and leaning her zanpakutou against the side of the bed, where she can easily reach it if needed. Slipping under the covers, she's determined to rest, even if she can't manage any true sleep.
But to her surprise, she drops off after about a half an hour and sleeps deeply until the morning.
She's roused by a soft noise at the door, and her hand is around the hilt of her sword before she's fully awake. But it's only Daire. The senior retainer looks composed and competent despite all of the trouble last night. She inclines her head as Yoruichi releases the hold on her weapon and murmurs a sleepy greeting.
In a low voice, she informs Yoruichi that she's here to light the fire to chase off the morning chill, and that she'd brought a new set of clothing for Yoruichi to wear today. She lays the clothes on the chest, then informs the young girl behind her to fill a basin with hot water for Yoruichi to use. Once all the tasks are done, she takes her leave, closing the door softly behind her.
Yoruichi hates the cold, so she dozes under her mound of blankets until the room warms up enough for her to chance getting up. With a sigh, she gets out of bed and begins to wash up. If there's going to be a battle today, she'd rather be up and ready for it.]
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Date: 2021-05-02 01:31 am (UTC)He woke up before the roosters, rushing to get started. The yard was empty of people. Those who were able to walk and take care of themselves also had to tend to the sick warriors, so the usual hustle and bustle was replaced by an eerie silence. Daire refused to let him choose the garments for Yoruichi in the morning, turning him away when he had been able to go down the hall to see her. She needs sleep and not to be harrassed by beasts so early. Go do something else! He puffed up his cheeks and went about his business. Cu Chulainn found an older man with a thin face and a terse scowl cleaning Grey and Black's hooves. Laeg. The older man gave him a smack to the back of the head, complaining he'd been making his horses wade through mud and shit without properly cleaning them. Weathering ten minutes of complaints, Cu Chulainn left to take his morning bath--cold again.
Cu Chulainn was set in his light armor, mantle and cloak, ready once the sun had risen. Laeg tested the reigns of Cu Chulainn's chariot, looked over the wheels and gave the young man a sound nod. Cu Chulainn checked his sword to make sure its strap was secure. He rested his spear against the interior of the chariot and then stepped back from it to take a breath in and ready himself. These were his allies and tools. They were extensions of himself. They were his strength. When he focused on that thought, all three became aware of it. Laeg cleared his throat to adjust to the attention and both horses seemed to stir.]
When our guest arrives, let's take her on a tour and see if anyone starts any trouble. This could be the day we die but the goal is to make sure we find her a way to return home. We'll be looking for fairy mounds.
[Laeg grunted and leaned up against the chariot.]
No complaints. You haven't got anything better to do today.
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Date: 2021-06-06 08:49 pm (UTC)Daire had found her a tunic and close fitting pants that feel similar to her uniform. Her backless top had been cleaned and quickly dried, so she'd put it on beneath the pale blue tunic. The bottoms are a dark grey, mostly hidden by her thigh high boots, which she'd been determined to wear. Her footwork would be important today, so she's not willing to go into battle in ill-fitting shoes.
She gives Laeg a respectful nod, then smiles at Cu Chulainn. He's in an armor and cloak today, with his sword at his side. He's clearly prepared for whatever the day may throw at them.]
Hey. Are you heading out?
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Date: 2021-06-08 10:53 pm (UTC)Don't imitate me, boy. You got fewer whiskers than a kitten.
Oh, so you're waking up now?
[When Yoruichi turned up, he turned to flash her a grin and patted the chariot alongside Laeg. There was a bench on the back of it and, overall, it looked flimsy. Definitely not the best-looking one in the courtyard but Grey and Black had reigned to it. It was clearly his.]
Look! Since we're at war, I have an excuse to use this thing.
[Laeg cleared his throat. Cu Chulainn's eyes widened when he realized what he'd forgotten.]
Oh, and you're coming with, Yoruichi! We're going to start by searching for fairy mounds.
[Offhandedly, Cu Chulainn gestured over his shoulder with his thumb to the older man rolling his jaw and spitting off into the dirt besides the cart.]
Please t'meetcha.
[Cu Chulainn more than made up for a sunny greeting after Laeg snorted and cleared his throat.]
He's very shy, so don't wor-- [Laeg reached one foot up and quietly stomped on Cu Chulainn's.] --ry.
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Date: 2021-06-27 02:17 am (UTC)The horses snort at her arrival, and she rounds the chariot to pat the grey one on the neck again. He'd seemed to like it yesterday, and the animals are starting to grow on her.]
Are you sure? You don't have any other duties? [Since they're currently at war, she would have understood if the search for fairy mounds needed to be put off for the time being. Yoruichi has no doubt that Cu Chulainn will keep his promise, so she'd never considered that he'd drag the process out intentionally. As one of the only able bodied warriors left after yesterday's attack, the duties for preparing for battle must weight heavily on him.]
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Date: 2021-07-05 06:45 pm (UTC)[He slapped Laeg on the back. The old man seemed to scowl even deeper, realizing they really were the only three people in the yard at the moment. It was as close to a foregone loss as one could get from his perspective.
Not that he was intent on retreating or running away. As tired as the old man looked, Laeg didn't look as if he had any interest in backing down.]
Well, it means I don't really have an 'ideal' defensive position to fight in, so I might as well be moving as much as I can!
[He seemed downright proud of his completely nonchalant appraisal of the worst-case scenario for saving a country at war. His upheld confidence seemed fairly strong despite the fact that he completely understood the harsh situation he had been placed in.]
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Date: 2021-08-17 12:21 am (UTC)He is weird, but he's growing on her.]
Why would you use this instead of riding one of your horses?
[There's no judgement in her manner, simply curiosity. They don't use these in Seireitei, and she' intrigued as to the use of them in a pitched battle.]
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Date: 2021-08-22 01:40 pm (UTC)Hm? 'Cause, it's strong.
[As a brief demonstration, Cu Chulainn drew his sword from his hip and brought it down sharply on the front of the chariot. No sound. The blade struck and wind rushed up from it, Cu Chulainn's hair blown in the opposite direction from the force that came out of it. His hair, suddenly a mess, Cu Chulainn grinned from ear to ear.]
See? I enchanted every single grain of it.
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Date: 2021-09-07 11:05 pm (UTC)Wow. [The grey horse snorts and shakes his head, and she frowns.] What about them, though? [She motions to the horses. They're innocent, really, and it seems sad that they'd be hurt in a fight they didn't choose to be in.] How do they manage in a battle?
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Date: 2021-09-13 05:25 am (UTC)Well, I guess they didn't take it personally. You gotta mind, they understand every word we're sayin', Yoruichi. These here are my brothers--horses born on the same day as myself.
[Laeg spoke up.]
The three of them're fated to die on the same day, so they're nigh inseparable.
Not that that's likely to happen for a bit. I'm still nice and energetic, Laeg.
[Suffice to say, prophecy was simply a casual aspect of life with him. Cu Chulainn glanced at Yoruichi and bowed his head a little.]
But, don't mind it. They're terrible strong. Faster than you and I in a serious sprint, too. If we want to go untouched today, they'll be the ones guaranteeing it.
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Date: 2021-10-20 02:36 am (UTC)Sorry, didn't mean to insult you. We'll have to race sometime. [As Cu Chulainn said, the horses seem eager to show off rather than offended, but since they'll be pulling the chariot, Yoruichi figures she can be polite. Her first thought is that they can't possibly be faster than her, but if they were, it wouldn't be the weirdest thing she's seen over the past day.
Both Laeg and Cu Chulainn are rather casual about the pronouncement that Cu Chulainn's supposed to die with his horses. Yoruichi narrows her eyes at them both, but by all appearances, they're serious. It'd be a weird thing to joke about, anyway.]
The same day? How would you even know that?
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Date: 2021-11-24 11:33 pm (UTC)Though, as fast as those horses were--a dead sprint in a battlefield was risky. At best, they would get their best moments going from hill to hill.]
It's one of Cathbad's prophecies. He must have shown you one, right? He does it to just about anybody that makes eye contact too long and they're pretty freaky. [Cu Chulainn pointed at his right eye, frowning gravely.] He gets glassy-eyed and just starts ramblin' and throwing visions at you but they always come true.
He had that vision of us dyin' together when the three of us were born and told my parents. Figures, the first thing they wanted to teach me when I was young was how to take care of 'em. It's my job to make the two of them famous as kings before it all happens.
[He couldn't quite read Yoruichi's discomfort on the matter. It wasn't as if no one else had been troubled by it but that was a mood he always failed to read when it came to his choices in life.]
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Date: 2022-01-11 01:19 am (UTC)She will, of course. Somehow. Even if she doesn't know what the fuck is going on, except that some crazy bitch wants to raze this castle to the ground and take everyone with it. But last night's misunderstanding aside, Cu Chulainn has been nothing but kind. She doesn't want him hurt, and she definitely doesn't want to see him die.
She opens her mouth to speak, then closes it, then opens it again.]
Is he always right? His prophecies, I mean.
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Date: 2022-01-29 11:17 pm (UTC)Kind of. It's easy for us to say prophecy because of how complicated it is. I kinda toyed with the thought a few times before when I was thinkin' about how his eyes worked, myself.
[Cu Chulainn released one hand from the reigns and reached up to pull down one eyelid.] His magic starts in his eye. A glance at a moment in time. If he says you'll die in the fall, it's because he saw red leaves on a tree somewhere. Maybe you were resting against the wall of a barn. He saw you in that spot. The only thing he sees is the one moment where that fate occurs. You could have an arrow through your heart resting against that barn-- but...
[His eye directed to his spear. A straight, red line.]
That's just the setting. If you decided to go around wearing armor made to deal with arrows and vowed to never approach a barn for the rest of your life, you could avert prophecy--provided that's what he's really seeing. After all, if you died because you wronged a warrior from some other kingdom, the weapon itself would barely matter. It could be a sword or a hunk of cheese. Course, it's not really prophecy.
[If he went on explaining it, it was simply because he assumed Cathbad showed Yoruichi something she didn't prefer to see. In his own explanation, Cu Chulainn had the utmost faith that he could deliver Cathbad's 'prophecy' accurately. On the other hand, it sounded to him like maybe Yoruichi needed a little encouraging.]
It's just him piecing together what he sees as the inevitable ending of something. If you don't want his vision to come true, then you gotta change something fundamental. So, if he tossed some strange vision at you--just work at a little self-improvement and you'll beat it!
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Date: 2022-01-30 04:17 am (UTC)Still, it's sweet of him to try to reassure her, even not knowing what she'd been shown. Even if he's cavalier when talking about his own death, she's not going to tell him what his grandfather said. They're already at the disadvantage for the coming battle, so no sense having that hanging over his head as well.]
I'm not too worried...but thanks. [She grins up at him, adjusting her footing as he calms Grey down.] Looks like the horses want to get started. Should we go?
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Date: 2022-03-24 12:07 am (UTC)[That thought alone brightened him even more. Confidence earned and maintained was rare. It certainly spelled for a good afternoon. Easily, Cu Chulainn stepped onto the base of the chariot and reached behind himself to tie his bangle to his hair, shutting it with a click.
When he laid his hand on the back of the chariot's outer wall, Cu Chulainn furrowed his brows. Laeg stirred, his eyes growing dark when an icy chill of washed over them all. The horses stirred and seemed to shudder. Cu Chulainn, reaching up to rub his nose, looked between them and frowned. He hadn't noticed it at all.]
Er. [What he did notice was Laeg's very sudden discomfort as he adjusted the horses' reigns.]
You alright, Laeg?
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Date: 2022-05-15 08:44 pm (UTC)What was that? [Cu Chulainn looks confused, while Laeg seems as uneasy as the horses. Swiftly, she pivots, putting her back to Cu Chulainn's. She may not know what's going on, but no point leaving their backs unprotected.]
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Date: 2022-06-15 12:53 am (UTC)Ohh. I see. [He hunched low and picked up a small stone, rolling it over his fingers experimentally. It wasn't particularly smooth but it felt nice between his fingers slowly, he wound his arm back and reassured the two of them. Laeg panicked and lifted both his hands to cover his ears when he saw Cu Chulainn before shoving Yoruichi's arm with his elbow to get her attention.] Girl!
I suppose that vow of mine protects me from your fearsome nature, doesn't it?
[He tossed the rock hard enough to cut the wind. Off in the distance, a brief 'pop' followed the stone's impact. When the dust cleared and the trees ceased the swaying the uproar of wind caused among them all, the crow appeared unscathed. It cawed once and took off into the air, leaving them, the warmth returning to that field in short order. Cu Chulainn smiled warmly as he watched it take off, unperturbed by its unharmed state and the way it hadn't blinked even a single time his way.]
Shy women aren't really my type.
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Date: 2022-07-26 02:40 am (UTC)This is the most emotion the man has shown all day--probably all week. If something rattles him that much, Yoruichi is willing to put off the questions until later. Covering her own ears, she turns her head just enough to see Cu Chulainn hurl the stone into the distance.
The far, far distance. Far enough that it's quickly out of sight. It's an unbelievable throw, tearing through the air with such force that anything not anchored to the ground is pulled along in its wake. Even the trees are affected, leaves torn away and smaller branches snapping off.
The weight and cold quickly dissipate, and Cu Chulainn smiles at something he sees in the far distance. Yoruichi carefully lowers her hands from her ears, disbelief ringing in her voice.]
What--what the hell was that?
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Date: 2022-08-02 01:46 am (UTC)Laeg loathed the concern, assuming the young man's genuine worry was some sort of slight about his age. Laeg fed him an irritable look while Yoruichi posed her question. Cu Chulainn blinked a few times in befuddlement, surprised that Yoruichi hadn't discerned who it was. Perhaps it was simply an educative moment but if a Soul Reaper didn't recognize her presence then they must not have been acquainted at all.]
I thought you might have known her? [Setting his hand on Macha's back, Cu Chulainn adjusted his saddle one more time. Laeg had been distracted and lost track of what needed to be secured before they left.]
That bird was the Morrigan. [Laeg added the rest, exhausted, just to complete the thought despite an embarrassed grimace from the prince.]
The Goddess of Death. She has a crush on our young lord.
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