sylas. /// unshackles.
❛ surely, you must jest, ❜ he mutters, imperative. leading a direct and mindless assault into the enemy territory without elaborate planing beforehand doesn’t exactly sit right with him. he’s done it before and it almost lead to his demise. after all, despite their ostensible ignorance and the ever so present feigned harmony, demacians never dive into a battle without a plan of action. and part of that mindset has stuck with him. doesn’t take more than one failure for him to become tenfold wary for the prospects of another battle. to his misfortune, they always seem to be prepared. be it day or night, his targets are always attentive of incoming ambushes.
❛ they may be ignorant, however, they’re not stupid, ❜ he lectures, his voice stern and steady. it doesn’t take him long to shoot rakan a diverted glance, his brows arched in feigned disbelief. ❛ if you wish so, i can put you in the front lines. you’re too fervent a fighter, after all. ❜ for yet a few more moments, he keeps up the guise of disorientation, purposely trying to garner some kind of conflicted reaction from rakan’s part. not soon after, laughter finally comes forth. ❛ amusing, truly. come, i’ll go over the scheme with you again. ❜
war is cruel. he knows this. no matter how entertaining each battle was, no matter how much he laughed in the face of the opposition to evoke some form of ire that appealed to some sort of base desire to see others with bloodlust in their eyes for none but him, war was still a tragedy. from tragedy, life will be born anew : hearts can sing in unison again for peace, those whose wings had been maimed may soon find flight again, & freedom's fire may be rekindled once more through their unified actions. this is a battle they, together, must fight. no matter the difficulties that lie ahead ——— alas, when the enemy is versed in dealing with those who excel in magic ( why fear what you can't understand ? ), the scales are tipped against them. what was once a leveled playing field is now an uphill battle, each step meticulous. maybe now he understands, even if only a bit, why his idea might not be of huge value.
❛ the front lines ? ❜ only typical for him to have a perplexed look on his face at that, remain in a perpetual conflict, rubbing at his chin & humming as if even entertaining the thought. to remain quiet is to remain without an answer, & that's just rude. he opts to speak again. ❛ you want this pretty face to get hurt by a demacian soldier in the front lines ? naaaah, i do a lot better just being from behind. you get me ? ❜ soon after, laughter. a relief, really, their leader wasn't a stranger to humor. it's enough to elicit a small chuckle from rakan. ❛ alright, alright. just make sure it's easy to understand, yeah ? none of those weird tactic words or whatever. ❜
he's not well versed in this type of thing. strategizing an attack against a single person is one thing, but strategizing for multiple people & devising an intricate web of plan upon plan sounded much too complicated for him. there was always the option, for him, of simply tiring one out ; of course, when it's an entire kingdom full of troops heavily armed, maybe that wasn't an option. his input may not be of the best quality, due to his own methods of battle contrasting heavily with sylas's, though an attempt is all that's surely needed. at least, he hopes so.
❛ you're saying we should do that ? ❜ what did he call it ? a ... pincer attack, or something ? he's not entirely certain on how it might benefit them. thinking on it too much is a chore, even if it is a necessity to claim victory in this uphill battle. regardless, rakan's curiosity is abundant & one of his only tools that could help him understand something a little better. ❛ it's not clicking with me. why not just charge straight into them ? i'm sure they wouldn't expect that !! ❜ /// @unshackles
unprompted. / always accepting !!
@unshackles said : " a little bird told me that you and your... spouse are quite familiar with rebellions. "
oh, oh ? what an intriguing statement, what an intriguing man to propose such a rumor he's heard naught of. few know of their rebellion, mostly vastaya, though whispers did not discriminate ; if a human ear could catch wind of their plans for rebellion, then surely a wider audience will be garnered. heh, good. the more eyes on him, the more exciting this stage where war's tension rises // all will marvel at his dance, freedom's song, an unending tune that he & xayah forged, so that everyone may experience magic as it's meant to be : wild, free !!! // leaving a guest unanswered is rude, it's tacky. granting him the honor of a response is the least rakan could do. perhaps do a little digging of his own. he always was the most curious between him & xayah.
❛ maaaaaybe, ❜ mischievous in his intents, his tone adopts a playful tune, brows lowering & corner of his lips quirking into a lopsided grin. elusive as always, the truth isn't too important, is it ? if it is, there's no need to worry over it. living in the moment was far more entertaining. short - term entertainment always proved to be greater than long term ( both diminish at different rates is all, one slower, one faster ! a transient moment of joy has more worth than long ones that shall eventually die out ). ❛ depends which little bird told you. ❜ depends whether he is enemy or ally. he's human, comes the assumption perceived from his physical appearance. no trace of vastayan qualities found on him. ❛ who told you ? but, i like to make things fun, take a few chances with fate. we are quite familiar with rebellions. that a problem ? ❜