You're a pop star, or a royal, or maybe even the last of your kind who will bring about the Earth's redemption. Whatever the case may be, you're in a position that may be a bit dicey if you attract the wrong kind of attention.
And you're a bodyguard, a soldier, a knight - a protector. Somehow, you've been roped into protecting this person. You'll be rewarded, of course. The work may be cut out for you, but just do your job, keep your head down, and it'll go smooth.
Except for when the two of you break the bounds of professionalism and feelings begin to flourish. Being in such close quarters may get you to see the other in a different light, and saving someone's life just may be the ultimate form of intimacy.
Could this be the real danger? To feel so strongly for the one you've sworn to protect...are you compromised?
How to Play
1. Comment with your character and preferences, being sure to put if you want to play the guard, the guarded, or either. Also, you may want to put if you prefer fluffy, angsty, or smutty interaction - or have no preference.
2. Comment to others.
3. There are no prompts, because there are so many potential options there could be a hundred. Feel free to play anything: the beginnings of the relationship, just meeting, getting used to each other/not getting along at first, the obligatory first time, a threat on the protected's life and how their protector responds, how the feelings between the two has changed the protection, etc. Your only limit is you. |
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Nora… [ It’s a warning tone as he crosses his arms. ] It’s bad. [ Another pause, as he shrugs. ] Not just…handsome bad.
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It could be handsome bad... [ she mutters this, but as Ren frowns, she lets out one more heavy sigh and gives her head a quick shake. ] Okay, okay, fine! We'll just break down the door instead, and break some legs, so you can finally get a break! Three breaks is good luck, right? Let's goooo!
[ meaning, she'll place her hands on his back and start shoving. ]
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Hey. [ Muttering, but he doesn’t disagree this time so give him a break already, but he reels forward a little, planting his feet firmly on the ground before they come out of the foliage and within sight of the facility’s security system. If any. Stupid generic gray buildings that look like any other old abandoned warehouse
because the animation budget could only fit inside a thimble. ]Nora, we can’t just march in there. [ They need a plan. And Jaune is the idea guy. And he’s not here right now. And he doesn’t want to vote Nora as their new idea guy.
Woe. ] The place is likely full of Dust. [ If the recent news reports are to be believed. ] We’d be risking just a lot more than our lives here. [ Or hers, specifically. ]
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But we can't just leave it alone! [ Nora's practically chomping at the bit to get inside that dark silhouette of a building where she can fight nameless opponents who don't have any defining features. ] How about a distraction? We can go rope us an ursa and--
[ Yeah, when he'd said never again, he really meant "not long in the near future", right? ]
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Not that kind of distraction, Nora. [ It’s amazing how quick he is to respond to that—pay no attention to the somewhat panicked tone of voice. Even if there is a nugget of wisdom in that idea, but that kind of puts them both in the line of fire. If not from White Fang, then, well… ]
They’re probably not expecting anyone all the way out here. We can sneak in through the back, take out a couple of guards, and we won’t even have to break anything down. [ See how sane this plan sounds? If he doesn’t get her to see reason somehow he’ll— ]
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[ that whine means THERE IS NO FUN TO BE HAD HERE. Seriously, not breaking anything? And they'll have to be discreet? Eww. ]
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I can’t risk you getting hurt. [ Crossing his arms, and oh there he goes frowning like that. There he goes. ] Especially without backup. [ Especially with him being in crochety old man mode. ]
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... So if we sneak in, can we at least break the guards' legs? Quietly?
[ SHE HASN'T BROKEN ENOUGH TODAY SHE HAS QUOTA TO FILL, REEEEEEEEEEEEEN... ]
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If you really have to— [ Gosh, fine. Maybe he can neutralize the situation while she inevitably draws all the attention to herself.
But! He is very very firm on this note: ] Quietly. [ Nobody wants to wake sleeping Grimm up at this hour okay. ]
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Two teenage Beacon students versus a veritable warehouse full of faceless minions who have the advantage of playing in their home field and night vision? They’re doomed.
But at least they can be doomed together. Also heads up, Goon #1, coming up behind you— ]
Nora!
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[ No "hey" or "thanks", but it's not like Nora hadn't known that Ren would have her back. She'd just let him handle the subtleties (like bots and cameras) as she whipped Magnhild around her head and swung hard enough to hit Goons #2 and #3 and send them flying into Goon #4. ]
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But this? Yep, he’s already getting a little winded, so yeah, good luck getting some witty fight banter out of this clown. But Nora’s still as spry and chipper as ever, and he knows that she’s got his back too—or front, as the case may be. He’s never been much for the frontlines, anyway.
Also, that red dot riveted to your shoulder? Yeah, whether or not Nora’s noticed that laser cannon aimed her way, he’ll dispatch Goon #5 and step on Goon #6’s shoulder in order to tackle it from the cannon’s line of fire and oof—and pew pew pew—and there’s a pretty crater that’s thankfully not Nora-shaped. ]
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And what also matters is looking out for Ren. She knows he's tired and hurt, and the more bad guys go down, the faster her partner can get a much-needed nap in.
One swift movement will change Magnhild's form, and she leaps back, snagging Ren by the collar and dragging him with her as one Dust-filled grenade round makes a very nice crater of its own (and takes about four other guys and part of some totally innocuous crates with it). ]
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But Ren duly allows her to toss him back a ways, using the momentum to dig StormFlower’s blades into the ground as the shockwaves from her last attack come. It’s instinctive by now, given their years of combat training together, and really, there’s also the matter of her being far too reckless for her own good. Stop putting that body in the line of fire, Nora, there are only so many goons he can knock back and so much laser fire he can deflect before he hits upon a blind spot—
And that comes in the form of a Dust-propelled counterattack, as a canister of the stuff’s tossed their way in the scuffle—knocked out of the safety of the crates via her heart grenades or thrown at their heads by some nameless goon? Hell if he knows, but he’s already springing into action before Goon #11 has the foresight to grab him by the ponytail and drag him backward— ]
Nora!
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[ it's like call-and-response, without her really knowing why he's calling her name, but obligated to answer him anywa-- ah.
And then she abruptly understands, when she sees the canister, ducking the swing of Goon #12 and rolling to evade before she kicks his legs out from under him.
But that leaves the canister, and she should be able to get out of the way-- except for the fact that one stray (or not so stray) bit of laser fire strikes the can and she has to hope it's ice and not...
... Fire.
The canister explodes, sending her flying back and smashing into a bunch of crates lovingly awaiting her. But Ren-- she has the thought mid-flight, alarmed, did it hit him? He's not meant to take too many hits, she has to protect him, they're partners-- ]
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Still, Ren’s just a kid caught by surprise and his hands fly instinctively (and unfortunately) to his hair even as said goon has the barrel of his sleek laser gun jammed against his spine. Ow, by the way, but unlike half of Team JNPR, the White Fang are impressively uncoordinated today and that Dust canister explodes and sends both Ren and his captor flying—and don’t mind if he does, as he’s tossed back like his hair in a fit of sheer fabulosity, knocking the wind out of his goon and Ren has foresight enough to jam his elbow into the guy where it hurts and steal his laser gun.
Ha, good thing they’re not DNA-locked or anything stupid like that. ]
Watch out! [ But the thing is heavy and he’s wasted like two seconds trying to pull the trigger—and, being a guy who’s more used to his own fists if without some fairly light artillery—hadn’t actually expected there to be recoil to generated laser fire but there you go, it’s enough to send his aim off-course and instead of knocking the weapon out of Goon #13’s hands he might’ve aimed, like, straight for Magnhild or something.
Yeah, he really needs a nap. ]
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... And then proceeds to stomp her foot, followed by one very decisive impact that dents the floor. ]
Look, I wanna play with all of you too, but Ren needs his beauty sleep, so QUIET DOWN!!
[ Which is just a brief warning for Hurricane Nora, because the next instant, she's flipping herself into the next bunch of wide-eyed goons. She'll worry about bruises later (no she won't). ]
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Not cool. ]
Nora! [ That tantrum? He’s used to it, and unlike everyone else he doesn’t even flinch at the impact, but you know what? He’s smashed the butt of his gun into somebody’s head that’s precisely not hers before smacking a few more with a sideswipe or two, because in the end, he’s not protecting her from them so much as he is protecting her from the…Dust…
All those canisters of vulnerable-to-the-slightest-impact Dust, just rolling thereabouts as bodies collide with each other in an attempt to get away or get at them or all or none of the above and Ren’s just…going to jump on someone’s shoulder and use the momentum to knock her away from the other goons while only just barely missing her hammer swing just as a few canisters take that moment to detonate behind them.
It’s never the ice ones, is it? ]
We've got to get out of there! The whole place is— [ And then several more impressive boom!ses sounded behind them and he flinches. ]
Now.
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Time to run. ]
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Right. You first. [ It’s awkward, but he’s right behind her and practically shoving her through the foliage as the whole place blows. Least the authorities won’t have trouble finding this base.
Or them. ]
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Probably. ]
That was pretty exciting, wasn't it?
[ guys, you're a mess. ]
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But you're also not the one who punctuated that last boom by toppling over to the ground with a sigh.
It's been a long day.
Just…let him lie there for a while okay. ]
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