#prince vector

This is an RP I did on discord with the fabulous @agena-sinclair-zexal​ with Eshra and her Vector. Her replies are in bold. Under the Read More is where it gets... Spicyyy. So you’ve been warned!!!

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"It... was a long time ago."

Vector blinked rapidly at that information, either Don Thousand had screwed with his memories more heavily than he thought, or this was an alternate reality. Either way, he gave her a faint grin and a pat on the shoulder. “I still find it bizarre, though I’d be willing to hear more about it, if I can get to know you better in the process ~ that is~"

Eshra's face lit red at his words, causing her to bury her face in her hands. "O-okay… Em... so, in this world... you weren't friends with Nasch?"

"No… we  are enemies."

"Ah... But... you are both... Barians?"

"Yes both of us are Barians… to put it simply we hate each other and want the other dead."

"Oh. Hm... How strange. Are you certain... he can’t forgive you? Forgiveness doesn't mean you have to forget... it helps you move forward. It's something I've had to learn to do a lot. Not a lot of people like gypsies, you see."

“Some things you just can’t get over, and I’m one of them. I don’t expect forgiveness either."

Eshra turned back to him, her hands clutching her stomach. "I forgave you. In my realm... I forgave you because... I knew it wasn't you. You're eccentric, certainly, but the Phecta I knew was never cruel. Mischievous? Yes. Malicious? Heavens, no." She explained. "I don't think you should force it, forgiveness can't be forced, but... maybe think on it a little? It doesn't mean you have to be friends again, but it does mean you won't have to carry that burden in your hearts any longer."

Vector looked off, unable to stop a wry grin at the female’s words. “For you, my lady? Sure.. I’ll think about it."

She smiled, giving Vector a warm hug. "I can help you if you would like."

The fourth Barian Emperor was not used to being given such affections, so he tensed the slightest when she held onto him, though a strange calm returned just after. He returned her hug slowly but firmly. “..I think I’d like that.” Vector chuckled. 

Eshra blushed, almost snuggling into his arms. It had been a long time since she'd held the man she loved. If only... if only he remembered. 

Vector held her back, feeling a vague pang of familiarity to the action, but it was buried deep in the recesses of his being, too far away to grasp fully at the moment. 

"So then... em... a-about this... duel game..." she began, blushing furiously, finally looking up into his eyes. Ooooh, fuck. she'd forgotten how flustered he could make her. Shit.

Now his smirk was returning, eyes crinkling with amusement which sparked brighter purple shades in his eyes. “Uh huh~? What would you like to know~?"

"U-uh... um... how does it work? I mean... the last time I saw a duel was-.... um... well, a long time ago." she replied, thinking of the battle he had with Nasch in the Labyrinth. "It... doesn't use stone tablets anymore, does it?"

“Nope~ It’s done with these sorts of cards now.” Vector unlatched his Umbral Horror deck from his belt and showed it to her.

"'Umbral Horror?' What is that?" she asked, inspecting the cards in his deck.

“Oh, that’s my deck archetype. The theme, basically.” Vector explained, watching her carefully as she examined the cards. Why was she so familiar yet felt like a stranger.

"You can have themed decks? That's amazing! Do you think they'd have gypsy cards?" She laughed.

He laughed with her, “I’m sure they do! You can find archetypes of pretty much anything these days. We.. um..” Vector scratched the back of his head and looked off. “...We could go out and, you know, look for you some cards.. no better place to start than at the beginning... if you wanted?” Lord, when was the last time the Vector felt this awkward?

She looked up at him, wonder in her pretty lavender eyes, and grinned with excitement. "I-I'd love to! It's been a while since we last went out together! A-and things have changed a lot..."

Another pang. Another sense of deja-vu mixed with a fuzzy dream-like remembrance. What was this sensation? “Great!” Vector flashed a rare, true smile at the beautiful gypsy.

She practically squealed, grabbing his hand and tugging him onward. She wanted to see the city, absorb all the new sights, and most of all spend time with the man she loved. Hopefully... maybe he'd begin to remember.

Vector let himself be tugged along, finding his heart was far less heavy when in this lady’s company. He did not want to go long without being near her ever again, and the intensity of that truth surprised no one more than him.

She slowed once they came to the edge of the downtown shopping district, marveling at all the lights and massive buildings. Eshra practically bounced with excitement, turning to Vector with a big grin. She paused a moment, looking at this necklace, a fond smile lighting her eyes. The gypsy girl reached up and carefully picked up the ring hanging from the chain, giving a breathy chuckle. "You... you kept it. All this time..."

More pressure was accumulating in Vector’s skull, like a memory trying to force its way out from its locked place in the back corners of his mind. In his rebirth he had always favored the necklace for a reason which he was never truly certain of. “...is this yours?” He whispered, breath becoming unsteady by her close proximity.

She gave a slight laugh. "It used to be... but I gave it to you... as a promise that I-... I'd find you again someday. I... guess the meaning is a little lost since you don't remember. But that's alright! My promise still stands. I'll help you remember... and then we'll b-be together again." Eshra replied, blushing.

“I..” He looked down to her hands, taking them into his with a serious expression. “I think I want that."

Eshra blushed again and, after a moment of hesitation, she stood on her toes and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips, her eyes glittering with love and cheeks tinged red in both excitement and embarrassment.

There was, the barian emperor knew, at least a half a moment where he went completely brain-dead. The kiss was somehow everything he had never known he wanted, and something he’d been yearning the return of. Nothing made sense to him anymore, and Vector found that he did not give a damn. His arms snaked around her waist practically on their own accord, dipping the gypsy back a little to deepen the kiss when Vector reciprocated.

She squeaked in surprise but after a moment, she hummed and melted into his touch. Home. This was where she'd been yearning to be for hundreds of years.

Just like that, Vector felt something within his mind snap and break free, carrying him away towards a distant voice which he had all but forgotten in his rebirth. “Y-you did it… you fought back. I saw it… You’re s-so much stronger t-than you think, Phecta.” Vector broke away from the kiss in shock, holding his head and panting hard as his heart raced. A feeling of whiplash nearly sending him to his knees. “Wh-What..?"

"Vector? Are you alright?" Eshra asked, placing a hand on his cheek and the other on his forehead. "Are you unwell? W-we don't have to do anything today if you're feeling ill. Oh, God, I-I should have known this would all be too much."

“I... I hear your voice...” Vector muttered, “..in my head, it...... you’re dying.."

Her eyes widened, that spot on her stomach twinging ever so slightly. She looked around at the other people milling about, slightly panicked. Carefully, she supported him on her shoulder and walked into an alley, letting him sit in the shade. "I... em... I-I did... I did not want to overwhelm you... but... if you would like... I can try to explain... what happened." she offered, pulling her knees up to her chest.

Vector was breathing restlessly still, his hand clasping over Eshra’s even after they sat in the dark alley. Whether this was to calm her down or to center himself, he wasn’t sure. He just needed to feel her. “Yes.” He managed after a pause.

She took a deep breath and nodded. "Alright. I... I did know you a very long time ago. You were the prince of a kingdom along the coast. Your... father wasn't pleased when we arrived, but I think your mother convinced him to let us stay for a while, after all we did have goods to trade. We often brought with us a festival to the kingdoms we visited, and decided to hold a performance as a thank you. T-That... was when I met you." She started, looking to him.

As she spoke, Vector felt he could see all of this happening before him, in his mind’s eye. Just from a slightly different perspective. The gypsies arrival. His father, angry. His mother, understanding. A festival that he should not have been at, watching a girl dance her way towards him. He was remembering.

She laughed a little, glancing away as she blushed again. "I ah... spotted you in the crowd a-and... I thought you were just a very handsome commoner s-so... I gave you my scarf. When you came to find me, I still didn't recognize you. Your disguise was... very well done. I showed you around the festival and... it truly was one of the best days of my life. It got even better when you asked to meet near the palace. I found that a little strange but I just chalked it up to you working for the royals. God.... I nearly fainted when you approached dressed as a royal. Never in my life did I think..."

They'd toured the garden that night. She’d complimented the vines of flowers which climbed the walls of the courtyard. Her skirt swished with every skip-like movement she made. Vector couldn’t stop staring at her lips. He felt like he wanted to cry, or laugh, or be sick.

"I came to see you frequently, and you told me of your friends across the sea, of your lament that your father's war had separated you, and your dreams of ending the wars. I... I was captivated. You doubted yourself at times, but I told you I believed you were destined for greatness. I knew that... that you were supposed to bring peace to the realms. When your father fell ill and you were made regent... God, I felt awful, but part of me rejoiced. He was too weak to harm anyone anymore, and you could finally make your dream a reality. A-And then... you... you offered me and my people something we have yearned for but have never been able to find... you offered us a home." Eshra continued, her voice wavering with emotion, a few joyful tears spilling down her cheeks at the very memory.

Vector’s hand gripped hers tighter, images swimming behind his eyelids in tune with what Eshra spoke of. It was dizzying, but he couldn’t stop now. He needed to see and hear this through to the end. He needed to remember the worst along with the good.

"I was so excited... I went to tell my fellows the news, and we all rejoiced. But then... then some of your guards came and told us to pack anything we could carry and come to the docks. They told us... the King and Queen were dead. They said you'd requested us there so... we went. When we met, you had us all ushered onto a ship, and said that it wasn't safe for us, but that you would send us somewhere that was safe. You looked... so ill, and I begged to stay with you, but you insisted. So... I gave you my ring as a promise that I would return to you again. You gave me a letter and... and I kissed you goodbye. God, I felt like my whole world was collapsing as that ship set sail." She recalled, shuddering.

He had too. Don Thousand’s hold on him was new enough that he managed to fight back at least to get Eshra and her family of travelers to safety. But even as he had kissed her farewell, Phecta felt himself slipping deeper and deeper away. As soon as she had left his sight, the madness  began to creep in, and by the time Eshra and her ship had sailed beyond sight into the horizon, The Mad Prince was shaking with barely concealed laughter. Vector pulled her into his arms as she continued, hating this story but needing to hear it’s finish.

"Nasch was... surprised to see us, but when he read your letter, he didn't hesitate to take us in. He and his sister really were very kind to us... but those months I spent there didn't even feel real. Haha... at one point I feared I was losing my mind because I swore I heard and saw a mermaid. She sang beautifully." Eshra said, smiling softly. "Anyway... my people and I stayed in Nasch's kingdom for 5 long months, but I never once gave up hope that I would see you again. I... I was right. We began hearing news of a ruthless Mad Prince who was tearing a valley of carnage and headed our way. I knew... I didn't want to believe it, but I knew i-it... it was you. And again, I was right. Two days later, your fleet of ships converged on the United Lands. Nasch tried to keep me in the palace, but I needed to see you. I hoped I could help end this before anyone was hurt. I escaped the palace and had to fight the waves to get to your ship." Eshra shuddered, but snuggled into his arms. "I was dragged aboard and thrown at your feet... I feared for my life, but to my shock and terror, you ran the guard who had manhandled me right through, as if he were mere cattle. Oh... Vector, your eyes. I couldn't see you in your eyes. It was as if your very soul was gone. Even so, you welcomed me, helped me to my feet, and... and promised the United Lands to me a-as... a wedding gift. My heart shattered. I begged you to end this, to call off your monsters and to just... go home. I had no desire for riches or land... all I wanted was to be with you. I could see you fighting it and... and for a moment I had hope. But then, you lashed out, called me weak... s-said your... your father was right about us... but I was not going to be scared away so easily. I just... let you rant. When youd finished, I just... opened my arms to you. I still believe you would have come if Merag hadn't-... h-hadn't sacrificed herself. But she did, and you, driven by a rage I knew was not yours, drew your sword... and ran me through."

A compression built in his chest the closer Eshra got to the end of her story, Vector shut his eyes hard while cradling the gypsy girl to ease her shaking, but the barian was in no better shape. “...Eshra..” He grasped at the right thing to say, but found nothing save the bitter taste in his mouth which accumulated when she said those final gut wrenching words.

"And then... I looked into your eyes, and I saw you. You were... horrified. You started screaming and caught me as I fell... but I was so happy. You were back." She said, caressing his cheek and turning his head so she could see his eyes. It was so eerily similar to the scene on the ship, but this time there was no danger of death. Just two souls basking in one another's presence.

“I know.. Eshra...” He bent down to rest his forehead on hers, breathing in and out deeply while their arms were tangled up around each other. The redhead couldn’t recall the last time he felt this whole. “...I remember."

"Even as I was dying... I felt at home. Do you... remember my last words?" She asked curiously, her breath warm against his neck.

He swallowed hard, fighting back the sting behind his eyes. “You said.. you said it was going to be okay. That.. you loved me... you said..” Vector met her gaze then, his hand sliding up to weave gently through her dark hair, tilting their faces closer and closer.“...I will always love you.”

She let out a breathless laugh and closed the distance.  He remembered. She wasn't too late. She nearly laughed aloud, oh how she would have loved to see the look on Don Thousand's arrogant face. He had failed. She pulled back for a moment, her breath heavy. "I promise you... I will never leave you again. I love you, Phecta. My beloved Prince."

Vector finally let out a laugh of his own, rising to his feet and spinning Eshra around in the air happily. When he finally set her down again, he kissed her with all the love he had been unknowingly holding locked away.  “You’re damn right you’re not leaving me again,” He smiled, peppering her face with smaller loving kisses. “We’re back.. we’re both back, Eshra!"

Eshra squealed, laughing and holding him close. "I knew I'd find you! I knew you'd return to me." She giggled, caressing his face. "You went through so much... I'm so sorry I wasn't able to return sooner. That cretin Don Thousand  did his damndest to keep us from you. But he failed! He failed, and he can never harm us again! Vector we.... we can have a second chance. We can have a life together." She laughed breathlessly, tears of joy in her eyes.

Vector held her face firmly but carefully, pecking away her tears and smiling through his own watery violet eyes. “We can, we will! I won’t let anything take you away from me again.. I swear it, Eshra, on my new life."

She hummed happily, snuggling into his arms. "Do.... do you have somewhere to stay? If not... I think a friend of mine can help us."

“I’ve been staying with Nasch and the other emperors at his manor.” Vector explained, frowning as he realized he may have to try to be buddy-buddy with his former greatest enemy. But that was a can of worms for another evening. “I don’t want to leave your side, not now. Where are you staying?"

Eshra laughed, kissing him softly. "Funny enough... I've been staying with the Spirits of Light. Avina has a rather lovely house on the edge of town, large enough for us. I guess her music career pays very well."

“The Spirits of... Light?” He had heard the name Avina  before too, Gilag listened to her music along with that other pop singer Scarlett Starling, who had that dreadful ‘Take A Chance’  song. “That’s fine, Eshra. I’ll stay anywhere so long as it’s with you."

She giggled, taking his hand and walking with him to the city edge and leading him to a lovely looking house, definitely modern architecture. A girl with bright magenta hair sat out on the porch, plucking the strings on an electric guitar. She noticed the two and grinned, waving at Eshra. "Hey Esh! I see you found ya boi. You two love birds need a room or something?" she crowed, giving a playful wink. Eshra's face lit bright red as she buried it into Vector's chest.

He smiled in a soft way down at his girl and slid his arm more securely around her waist, then addressing the new female with a much more, well, Vector  smirk. “Supposing we do~ How soundproof are the walls here~?”

Avina's brows rose, a huge grin spreading across her face, Eshra sputtering like a flustered mess. "Weh-he-helll, I think I can help with that~~" She replied, setting her guitar down and leading them into the house. She took them downstairs and into a room at the end of the hallway. The inside was nicely decorated and the walls had these plush wall hangings. Avina leaned on the door frame and winked at Vector. "This should be eh.... quiet enough for ya. Well, quiet for us, I'm sure that won't be the case for you two."

Vector flashed a teasing smirk to Eshra, nodding to Avina in thanks as he surveyed the room. “Yep~ this ought to do nicely~ I’ll try to keep it down, but you know how it goes when you just can’t help it~"

Eshra wheezed while Avina laughed. "Just be sure to play it safe you two~~" she cooed, winking. "Hhhhnnn, thank you Avina..." Eshra mumbled, nuzzling into Vector's chest.

Vector gave her a fluttery fingered wave goodbye until Avina closed the door, looking down at Eshra in satisfaction. “What~? I snore.” He purred, then laughed at his girl’s face. “So-rry, dear~ Couldn’t resist~"

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