Death to Death [closed]

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

When; Saturday | December 6 | Late afternoon, going into sundown.
Rating; PG-13? IDK the movies are like lol no bloooood...but there be blood here, so. Yes.
Characters; Caspian (treadingdawn), Lucy (lionesscouchant). Jadis (queenoftraitors), Peter (oshutup) Susan (lionessjant) & SPECTATORS (see below cut for details)
Summary; A challenge made in public name of previous personal trespasses, for the otherwise undisclosed purpose of cutting off winter's stone-tipped chill.
Log;

♚detaiiiiils.♕
Location: stadium, looking vaguely like the ring with broken columns and whatnot you see here....but larger as to be in keeping with stadium size, etc, etc. That's a basic idea though.

Annnnd threads will be made for the following 83

I. Pre-duel
a) [locked: Pevensies + Caspian]
b) [locked: Jadis + Allies]
II. Duel [locked: Jadis VS. Peter]
III. Duel [the public, anyone present and watching in the stadium, and while this obviously includes Caspian, Lucy, and Susan, we are opening it for anyone else who would be there and wants to actually do a semi-real-time reaction log. It doesn't have to be fancy, it's just an opportunity that we thought might be interesting to offer, and fun, perhaps. Reply to the main [blank] thread labeled as such with whatever your character is doing, or similarly, to another character's action if you want to interact, reacting.]
IV. Post-duel [locked: Pevensies + Caspian]

Comments

♕PRE-DUEL [locked: Pevensies + Caspian] setting: stadium [private room]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

Lucy doesn't care about the discomfort and she wraps her arms around his neck, knowing that her loose hair will tangle in his chainmail, knowing that it will pull out and stay there when he's fighting, and not caring.

"Be careful. Don't make stupid decisions." She's not crying. She knows it wouldn't make any difference except to make Peter worry needlessly, and that would distract him. "I will be waiting, when you get back."

And she would be. Always.

♕PRE-DUEL [locked: Pevensies + Caspian] setting: stadium [private room]

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

Relieved that she is not crying, selfishly so, Peter returns the hold as best he can, nodding at her words, processing them silently. When he leans back, he smiles at her, because a smile is the only thing he has left to offer her at the moment. For all his ability to posture and, even, to deliver, Peter prefers to not verbally dwell on it with his family.

With Jadis, perhaps, because banter can be a fair distraction and confidence is key, but not with Lucy who would only see through him. Guarded, careful, he is strong beneath those words, but also mortal, flawed, threaded with doubt just as much as certainty, as any Son of Adam will always be.

That Lucy will be waiting for him does serve to make his smile even more sincere, even if it is a slight one, corners of his mouth turned up enough to keep from looking too weighed down or distant.