HE WHO NEVER RESTS, BREAKS [resignation/break]

[Zaerie 3411]

 

[THIS IS NOT A PK POST]

 

HE WHO RESTS, RUSTS.

BUT HE WHO NEVER RESTS, BREAKS

 

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Marcella walked through the halls of the Nikirala Prikaz, in Karosgrad. She sighed as she carried her bag towards her office, fumbling with her keys in a shaking hand and opening the door to her office. Setting down the bag, she fumbled through her papers and spread them across her desk. She realized then, that these papers meant nothing.

 

So what if she could map the Kingdom? So what if she could convince the King of one out of five things she had wanted to do today? She had accepted that her work was going to be difficult, that it may not be what she had foreseen, she had prepared herself for that possibility. What she had not prepared herself for was the dread and loneliness. She had always thought so much of the future, but so little of herself. Why had she not thought of her actual self in the future, her happiness? She didn’t have the answers as she began to sort out the papers.

 

She sat down then, procured more papers, and some ink. She wrote letters for a while, to people she knew and would miss, but eventually folded them all up and to set in her room for Friedrich to deal with. The door to her office was left unlocked as she left, deciding it’d be more of a pain and she wouldn’t be returning there anyways. She left papers in the Kings office, her to-do list, and what had been completed before she left. Her suggestions and her well wishes. She walked out of the palace and towards Reinmar.

 

Within Reinmar she packed a new bag, and changed her clothes to something more suitable. She slung the strap over her shoulder and walked back through Karosgrad, out its main gates, and down the road until she left the territory of Haense, that she had even mapped herself. She didn’t know when she would return or where her goal was. Marcella knew one thing though, both her and Haense would meet again, but neither would be the same as when they had diverged from each other.

 

 

 

I’m going to go on an adventure.

 

 

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[OOC]

I didn't intended to leave this position, or this character for months. Unfortunately, situations change. This isn’t a quitting LOTC post, I’m not that naive, but I will be gone for a while. Because of the abruptness and the RP spot I’m leaving, I think I owe some explanation to what’s going on; I don’t want any sympathy, some of this I got myself into, other stuff I’ve already accepted, it’s just developments in preexisting problems.

 

I have something called hEDS, or Hypermobile Ehlers Danlos Syndrome. Long story short for those that don’t know what that is, it’s a connective tissue genetic disorder that can affect basically anything in your body (but not everything in every case) because a lot of you has connective tissue in it. Recently, I’ve been having more symptoms of it that affect how well I can do online work, such as my hand going numb. HEDS isn’t my only current reason for this long-term break though, as I’m decently behind in my uni work, which is entirely my own fault. Generally, I’d also like to get in better shape as it’d help to prevent my eds from progressing as much.

 

Thank you to everyone that makes me enjoy this server and makes me want to return when I can, I appreciate all of you. Keep doing your thing, look out for your health, drink water, read a book, do your school work, pet your animals and go touch grass instead of only looking at pixelated grass. Never stop fighting for answers if something doesn’t feel right with your body, you deserve answers to what’s going wrong, I know they’ve helped me.

 

Take care of yourself. You only get one you and you’re worth it.

[ColdestPepsi 1034]

It took Friedrich a few days to find out what had happened just as it had taken a few to find out that his sister was even the Lady Palatine. The man was busy with his job and kids and barely had a moment where he wasn’t working on something for the HRA or trying to teach his kids. What tipped him off to something not being normal was the absence of the daily small annoyances by his sister. He’d become accustomed to them as he’d endured them since he was five yet it was their sudden disappearance that after a few days tipped him off that something was off.
 

At first, he welcomed the ceasing of his daily routine of being bothered whether it be rocks being put down his shirt, trying to steal his cigarette, or trying to take his seat over. As the days dragged on, however, concern began to rise in Friedrich's mind as it wasn’t just a ceasing of her mannerisms towards him but instead she was gone completely.
 

He approached the tower in Reinmar that his sister lived in and tried the door. For the first time that he had known the door was open with the lights all had gone out from the simple passage of time. He slowly ascended the tower till he came to the top of it. He waited for a few moments for yelling about how he shouldn’t be in her room or anything but there was none. He simply scanned the room and noticed a few things were missing. The first thing was her hairbrush, the second was her favorite mug, and the last was her bag. As he looked closer he found the letters on the table left for him.
 

Friedrich opened the letter addressed to him and read it in silence. He smiled despite the sorrow he felt. Marcella had finally gotten a bit of what he was trying to tell her years ago. Despite everything they had done to each other, all the insults and punches thrown between the two, he missed his sister and knew that until she came back that a part of his normal life was missing, nothing could quite fit where Marcella fit.

 

[rep2k 2477]

Arriving late at the gates of Reinmar keep with his cane, Alfred couldn't see nothing but a woman figure leaving, knowing in his heart that it is Marcella. Having not spent any special moments with young lady, with his cousin after all, it makes an old man grieve even more, dropping his cane to the ground before taking a seat on the nearby log, taking a hold of his cross.

 

"May you find luck and happiness wherever you are heading, my cousin..",he says, wearly signing a cross over himself, "Barclay in heart, Barclay forever." With that he stands up, taking his cane with a struggle, a single tear going down his cheek before entering the keep once again.

[erictafoya 2307]

While taking a nap in his own office, Igor heard a faint noise of keys from the office across from him. After letting out a mighty yawn and cracking a few of his stiff joints, he opened the door to see the office of the Palatine was left open. The Speaker found himself concerned immediately, thinking there was some sort of security breach within the palace. However after inspecting the office himself and the other doors in the area, it made no sense that it was a burglary. None of the other doors were unlocked or broken in, and it seemed that the door was fully functioning. Then, a carrier made his way to Igor carrying a letter. The Lady Palatine, the first ever in history, had retired in short notice. Igor drew a heavy sigh, though he didn't blame Marcella. Despite having a short tenure and never showing her true potential, Igor had seen her growth as the Deputy Palatine before she took office. As he went into his office and sat down on his desk, which was riddled with stacks of papers as well, he wrote a letter to Marcella expressing his best wishes and farewells. "Safe travels, Marcella. I wish you the best on your journey..."

[Vic 483]

Isolde Barclay sniffled softly as she watched her Aunt depart from Reinmar, safely hidden from view insde the Fort Marcella had once showed her. The girl had not spoken a word in over a year, but she uttered something softly to the small figure in the distance in a hoarse voice, "Stay safe, Tante." She pushed herself under the bottom bunk - her brother's bunk - and began to silently play with her knight doll.