Fall from the Stars [1x1 G.L'S and Blackpearl]

[`sappho]

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nadezhda grinned and leaned up against the side of the metal tub as octavia began to dry off and get dressed. "well you're starting on your new duties pretty fast," she told her with a smug smile. she watched her open the door and listened to the conversation herself. she groaned internally as she heard that she was needed. she climbed out of the spa, water dripping off of toned, muscular body as she walked over to the towels. she quickly dried herself off and dressed back into her ceremonial gown. she walked out of the door and down the hall, hoping that octavia was following behind her. she walked down the hall being lead by the guard. "what am i needed for?" she called to the warrior. "a group of azgeda warrior has showed up in polis, demanding justice for their queen," the warrior said. "send a group of warriors, bring them to me in my throne room and summon the council."

[G.L'S]

Octavia | The throne room | Polis
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She fell into step behind Nadezhda and fell by her flank once they continued down the hall. She was glad for the dagger in her slip but still wished for her full sword at the sound of Azgeda warriors. When they entered the throne room, she allowed Nadezhda take her throne and stood off to its side. While they were alone, she decided to voice her concerns before the council arrived, "do you expect this to go without bloodshed?"
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[`sappho]

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nadezhda sat down silently on her throne. she crossed her legs and leaned back before she looked over at octavia. she shook her head. "of course not but, there will be a trial for justice, if that's what it comes to," she told her. she looked away from her as the council members started to flood into the throne room and sat down on their chairs, all other than the azgeda council member. she readjusted her seating as three azgeda warriors walked in. "heda, we demand justice," one said sternly. she leaned forward a bit. "and what do you propose?" she asked. "a trial by sword!" another warrior chimed in. all of the council members looked at each other nervously. she nodded and leaned back into her chair. "then may the best warrior win."

[G.L'S]

Octavia | The throne room | Polis
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Octavia watched back and forth between the Azgeda Warriors and the commander. Feeling naked without her sword, she made sure to slink into the background, making herself invisible to those who were not looking for her. Hovering her hand over the blade handle, she made sure the dagger was ready in case she had to drop anyone.
When they called for trial by sword though, she wondered if this would progress the way the conclave did months prior and if Nadezhda would be required to fight, or simply judge. She tried to glean what she could off the expressions of the council members and concluded it couldn't be good. She grabbed the handle but left the dagger in place as a precautionary measure.
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[`sappho]

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the tension in the air could be cut by a knife. all of the council members were silent, eyes wide. out of the corner of her eye nadezhda watched octavia slip into the crowd, brandishing a hidden dagger. finally the ambassador from flokru spoke up. "heda, who will you choose to represent you?" he asked, his mouth gapping a bit. nadezhda grinned and unsheathed her blade. "i would have no one take my place in this fight, i did kill their queen with my blade, after all," she said. "i also have experience in ring fighting from my conclave," she said. she pulled back her sleeve, showing the scar from her conclave. there as a gasp and whispers across the room. it read lux and it was the constant reminder of the people she had killed in her conclave. she stood from her throne. "now, prepare for the fight and be ready for a show because when i fight-" she stared right at the azgeda warriors- "i don't loose," she spat before exiting the throne room.

[G.L'S]

Octavia | The throne room | Polis
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Not waiting for another cue, Octavia slipped out behind her as the rest of the council was left with the stewing warriors. So much for no bloodshed...
"Nadezhda," she asked once she reached her side again, "take my dagger. A concealed weapon may be your greatest ally." She held the veteran blade to her to take. As much as it had been a part of her, she would be glad to hold her sword again. Plus, it held as a favour of sorts. The least it did was give her luck or a reminder of how much she cared if she never used it. As much as she didn't want her to fight, she knew she must. It was more of an occupational hazard if anything else. When they reached their rooms, she immediately reached for her trusted sword, happy to be armed again.
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[`sappho]

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grinning gently, nadezhda took the dagger from octavia's hand. she looked it over. "its sad, this dagger and polis were clean and by the end of the day, they will both be covered in someone's blood and we are about to find out who," she said before she sighed and turned to walk off to the room. she changed into a tight pair of black leather plants, a leather tank top and black boots. she smeared her face with more war paint on her face. she then wove her hair into one long french braid. nadezhda tied a small sheath to her upper arm, covering her scar from the conclave, and then slipped the dagger into it. she put her blade's sheath over her head and walked out of her room. as she walked out towards the lift, she could see smoke from the red signal fire floating into the distance. who exactly was she sentencing to death here? the warrior she would be fighting, or herself?

[G.L'S]

Octavia | The arena | Polis
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Making sure she was armed to the teeth, she slipped the cloak back on over the sword sheath and a few other choice weapons before returning to stand outside Nadezhda's door. She waited a few moments before deciding to start a moment or two ahead of her to clear the path and make sure there wasn't another chance of an ambush or unfair attack. Once the route was clear and the other guards seemed pleased that everything was safe. She nestled herself in the commander's personal viewing box in a post that allowed her to remain out of sight. As much as she knew she was there to guard her, she didn't think she would be able to watch her potentially die.
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[`sappho]

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eventually, nadezhda made it to the ground floor of the tower, followed by two of her guards who both looked very nervous. they made their way towards the fighting arena, walking through the busy streets. this was the place where everyone found their justice, mostly in death. confused, citizens stared at the commander as she walked into the ring. she stood on one side, facing the azgeda warrior, who's eyes were ablaze with nothing but hateful rage. the people of polis stood in a circle around the ring, shouting out and chanting, excited to see blood be spilt. a man walked out onto the viewing area. "today, two warriors, heda nadezhda kom trikru and briyu kom azgeda, will be fighting for justice. this will be a fair fight and in the end, one warrior will stand," he said. "now begin!"

--- im so sorry too take so long! ive been very busy with school!

[G.L'S]

Octavia | The arena | Polis
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Octavia watched as the arena filled and Nadezhda took her stance on the pitch. She wanted so badly to make eye contact with her to reassure her, but knew that would only make things worse, if not fatal. She kept her gaze to the challenger, watching him for his weak spots. Anything she could pick up, she knew Nadezhda would already be jabbing for. When the fight began, her eyes locked on the opponent, hoping that just once he'd slip up.
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((no worries, it's busy for me too