oh who's this jerkass I wonder :|

[dualbladepaladin]

Character: Hubert Ozwell
Fandom: Tales of Graces f
Player Name: JeniOctavia

Auugh...

[Headache.

Pounding, annoying, grating headache. Worse than anything he'd ever felt before. Stabbing behind his eyes, pain through his skull, all of it making him momentarily oblivious to one simple fact.

He was not where he had been when he'd fallen asleep last.]

What--...

[Hubert Ozwell didn't stay oblivious for long, though. The ground was much too hard, his pillow and blankets were gone, and to make things even stranger he was soaking wet. All these pieces fell in to place, and resulted in Hubert jumping to his feet with a shocked cry, reaching for his weapons out of instinct only to have a wave of dizziness from his pounding headache hit him hard enough to send him back down to his knees.

Well. That was annoying. And painful. If some one had been around he would had half a mind to take his irritation out on them by demanding answers. But there wasn't. Wherever Hubert was, he was utterly alone, and left with nothing but the ache in his knees and head to grumble about.

Needless to say, he was not a happy Lieutenant.]

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[dreamchasing]

[ a few days had passed from her initial arrival, and Cheria had been working to make sure that she and the other girls had everything they needed in order to have an extended stay in this place. she was also keeping on the lookout for any of their other companions as well.

... and now, she was glad that she had been doing just that. upon seeing Hubert much in the same state she and Sophie were only days prior, she couldn't help but rush over to him. ]

Hubert!

[dualbladepaladin]

Cheria!

[Hubert jerked his head around at the familiar voice, though he instantly regretted doing so as the pain lashed through his head sharply with the movement.

Though a groan escaped, he did his best to ignore it, though the grimace on his face was clear as day.]

Cheria, what is going on? What is this place, and why am I soaking wet?

[dreamchasing]

[ she rushed the rest of the way over toward him, then knelt down and gave him a glance over just to make sure he wasn't hurt upon arrival. she sat back on her legs a little and sighed in relief as she saw no external injuries.

still, he seemed to be in pain of some sort. Cheria frowned. ]

That may be something best explained later ... come, let's get you dried off and warmed up. [ she took his hands in her own, standing and trying to pull him up along with her. ]

You look like you're in pain, Hubert.

[dualbladepaladin]

[He wanted to argue with her, demand answers and sit there until he had them and damn the headache. But... he knew better than that. She would have gone beyond insisting and straight in to lecturing him about his health and taking care of himself and..

It wasn't worth the trouble.

He got to his feet with her help, closing his eyes momentarily while rubbing at the bridge of his nose under his glasses.]

I have a headache.

[a pause]

A bad one.

[dreamchasing]

[ she frowns. ]

Let's ... take this slowly. Like I said, we need to get you dried off and into warm clothing, as soon as possible. I think I can help you with your headache, but you'll definitely need to rest as well.

[lucentpalisade]

[ La lala lala, here comes something small and awesome! That would be Sophie. She's been visiting this spot regularly in the hopes of seeing Asbel or Malik or - OH hey look at that! ]

Hubert!

[ You're no longer alone! Hooray! ]

[dualbladepaladin]

Sophie!

[Oh, good. She's okay. That's one friend down, several more to find. But for the moment Hubert is just going to stay where he's kneeling, hoping the next time he stands he doesn't immediately topple over.]

[lucentpalisade]

[ Why was he kneeling that way? Sophie walked over to her friend and crouched. ]

Hubert, are you hurt?

[dualbladepaladin]

No... it's a headache, nothing more...

[Well, he'd rather brush it off as that and move on with the other problem - where they were, why they were there and how they got there - but he's feeling unusually weak and unbalanced. Apparently his arrival was not kind to him.]

[lucentpalisade]

Can you stand? You're all drippy.

[ That's right, let the tiny fourteen year old carry you Hubert. It's totally not emasculating at all. ]

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

*And now, for someone who isn't familiar to him.*

... You look like you came in a little sick.

That's definitely a downer.

[dualbladepaladin]

[The voice gets Hubert to jerk his head around. Certainly a mistake, because it's not a pleasant feeling at all. He winces and groans, a hand to his head as he pointedly glares at Rita.]

I am not ill! Why have I been brought to this place?! Where is my brother and my friends?!

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

Hell if I know...

... And Hell if I know.

[dualbladepaladin]

... well. Aren't you helpful.

[The sarcasm. Can you feel it?]

Is there some one intelligent I can speak to?

[blastiaobsessieanonymous]

*Rita PAWNCH*

Don't knock my intelligence, okay?! I'm in the same boat as you here!

[zelda_hylia]

[It's obvious that this new arrival is in pain somehow, perhaps unaccustomed to the atmosphere of Vatheon. Zelda speaks quietly since he's holding his head like it hurts.]

Try touching that coral behind you, sir. You might find that your pain subsides somewhat.

[dualbladepaladin]

[The sudden voice, quiet as it is, is enough to make him jump regardless. Doing so sends further jolts of pain through his head, and he stares for a moment at the woman who spoke, somewhere between distrustful, curious and a little worried.

Slowly, though, his head turns to look at the coral. It's like nothing he's ever seen before, but the words she spoke were helpful and kind sounding.

His hand reaches out to it hesitantly, fingers eventually brushing across the surface before his palm goes as flat as possible against it. True to her word, the pain finally starts subsiding, and he lets out a relieved noise.]

... thank you...

[zelda_hylia]

Zelda.

[She smiles politely. Whether he meant the awkward trailing off as a request for her name or not, now she's given it. The confusion apparent on his face means that he's likely not a repeat visitor to Vatheon, and the wet clothes make it evident that he did, in fact, just arrive.]

I know this is likely all very confusing. Many of us were pulled here without our knowledge or consent, just like you were. Would you like to head inside? There are pamphlets in the Welcome Center that explain this place fairly succinctly.

[dualbladepaladin]

[It wasn't exactly a request. He would have thought about it, if he hadn't been so distracted and confused by... well. Everything. But he's at least speaking to some one clearly knowledgeable and intelligent, and that goes a long way towards earning his respect already.]

Hubert. Hubert Ozwell.

[He nods to Zelda, forgoing any sort of 'nice to meet you's for the moment, simply listening to her shortened explanation after that.]

... I see. [the idea that anyone could be dragged away from their home forcefully without their knowledge doesn't sit well with him, but it makes him wonder... could his friends be here, too? Getting dry and warm could wait - they were more important.]

Could you tell me if there's a young man named Asbel Lhant in this place? Or... a rather... noisy woman named Pascal?

[zelda_hylia]

I'm afraid that neither name is familiar, but you can look them up on the residency list fairly easily. There are only a few hundred people here that aren't from Vatheon, after all. You should have something like this on your person.

[Zelda takes out her own SFC, a garishly pink color. She would have chosen a more muted tone if it was... a choice she actually got to make, but what's to be done about it now? She brings up the residency list and holds it out to Hubert.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ This is a towel being dropped into Hubert's lap.

Duke's holding another in case he wants it, but other than that....


He's never seen a non-krityan with blue hair. Hubert you are being studied. ]

[dualbladepaladin]

[The towel dropping in his lap so suddenly earns a confused look upwards at the man, Hubert blinking slowly behind his glasses.

An Amarcian? No. Something's off.

Duke, you're being studied right back.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke is oblivious to this study - or at the very least doesn't find it bothering.

There's always something off about Duke. Some little way he doesn't seem quite right.

Hubert feels... pretty much like any other human. ]

... for the water. [ A short nod at the towel. Because pretty much isn't 'just like' any other human. ]

[dualbladepaladin]

[Well, more off than any Amarcian he's ever met at least. It's enough to throw him off, even after all the things he's been through.

Hubert looks down at the towel, feeling a bit... distrusting of Duke and not entirely sure if he should take his eyes off the other man. He lowers his hand to the towel and takes it, removing his glasses and drying his face and hair off first.]

... thank you.

[radiantwingedone]

No need, arrived similarly. [ Somewhat aware of that faintly pained look.

Only Duke arrived with vivid bruises and burn wounds. ]