Javik
COURT
Unseelie
TITLE
Border Shark
ABLE TO FAST-TRAVEL
Yes. Possesses Maglor's Magic Ring, but doesn't tell anyone
RESIDENCE IN 2,701 Caer Scima/The Station
RESIDENCE IN 2,702 You can't tie down a banjo man
MAJOR EVENTS Promotion
Following his participation in the war and his work along the borders, Javik is given the title of Captain within the Unseelie army. Treun
Javik attends the summer Tourney in Treun, and meets with the Governor again. Amunet
Javik learns the secret of Vanessa's Ives possession during Samhain. | YEAR ONE | YEAR TWO | YEAR THREE
TIMELINE OF EVENTS | SPRING IN 2,701 (Mar, Apr, May) | - MARCH - The new king of birds brings late snowstorms and a deep freeze to the Drabwurld. Visiting the ruins of Caer Scima, Javik travels with Katsa to assist refugees to the Third Tooth of Dorchadas. Javik visits Vanessa's spire, and once the snow has gone, he visits Damon and his sand worms. Maglor will be gone, having left Javik his magic ring and a shard-palantir. Javik is now the last of the Fellowship of Grumpy Old Men (and a Genie). Aragorn uses the shard-palantir to contact those that also have one.
- APRIL - Reul's Right Hand, The Winter King and Unseelie General Saber Alter recruits Javik as an officer in the military. Not one to let emotions get control of him, Javik will bust up that harp as soon as he realizes what's going on. Time not spent flipping out about harps will be used to continue patrolling Dorchadas.
- MAY - No more lockets or fairy rings or monarchs! Javik goes swan hunting, and racks up some cash to fund his travels. He stops in at the new trading post, meeting Vol'jin's brother-of-sorts, Thrall. At the Station he crosses paths with Midna, and they both head south together. Unfortunately, the road to Treun is awfully close to Seelie territories...
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| SUMMER IN 2,701 (Jun, Jul, Aug) | - JUNE - Javik attends, but does not participate in the tourneys at Treun. He reconnects with Effy, Ben and Hikaru, and meets Diarmuid and Katherine. Athame has her second litter of puppies in the city. Following the tourney he meets with Debal to discuss replacing Vridan's grave marker... and the governor gets to dogsit Prativ for awhile.
- JULY - Javik heads south to Leathann, and is entirely unaware of the hangings in Daonna until news reaches that far south.
- AUGUST - Leathann's Festival of Lights occurs during the second week. Javik attends and observes, and visits the Tower of the Oracle. While there's no obvious mark left behind by Vridan, the design of the tower is reminiscent of the architecture found on Feros and Eden Prime. Returning to the mainland, Javik teams up with Diarmuid to take down some rampant forest golems.
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| FALL IN 2,701 (Sept, Oct, Nov) | - SEPTEMBER - Language is of no concern to him when people lose the ability to understand one another. He returns to Treun for the wreath festival, and is knee-deep in the resulting riots. 'Wish you were here' postcard material. Ben takes a look through Javik's eyes to check up on him, and Javik doesn't appreciate it.
- OCTOBER - Samhain! Javik meets Wan (twice), argues with Damon, gets drunk with Unseelie soldiers and the Brucolac, gets harassed by Effy and Archer and dances with Vanessa. He later returns to Vanessa's spire despite her warning against it.
- NOVEMBER - After Samhain, Javik makes his yearly trip to Loch Sluagh, to visit the grave of Vridan and replace the marker. Following this he will return to Dorchadas to pick up his duties in the Unseelie army.
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| WINTER IN 2,701/2,702 (Dec, Jan, Feb) | - DECEMBER - Protheans may have evolved as hunters, but the White Hart gets the drop on him. Javik will be a bear for the remainder of the month.
- JANUARY - Travelling Dorchadas and/or a bear.
- FEBRUARY - Travelling Dorchadas. Javik catches up with Katsa at the third spire, Diasbaile.
| | SPRING IN 2,702 (Mar, Apr) | - MARCH - The skeletons strike while Javik is at Damon's spire.
- APRIL - Missing fairies. Who cares.
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notavirtue) wrote2015-01-15 10:35 pm
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"I like the Lady Queen Morla," Katsa finally said, abrupt. "When I first came I would have been happy to kill her. But I do not believe she is a bad queen, not corrupt and intent on controlling her subjects like the Seelie. I see now why Po was happy to accept their silver cloak, though I still never would."
Never mind that Javik had likely never heard that name before. Po was long gone from Allaidh Darach in any case, only a leftover thought and reminder of her previous life. Katsa set her mug down and reached for the chain around her neck, the one that held her now-useless locket and the silver ring strung beside it.
"I'll kill those who would attack the defenseless and innocent and those who do not want to involve themselves," she said, her voice quiet but determined. "Seelie forces have already proven that they will do it. I want to find their leaders and slit their throats, and put an end to all of this."
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"Will you still raise your sword when our forces must march on their territory? Or will you only defend if attacked?" He took a drink of his own, watching her over the rim of the cup. "There will be no end if you do not push."
Eventually, that meant completely destroying the enemy. He might not see it that way, but there were certainly 'innocents' on the Seelie side.
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"Good. Others will no doubt replace them, so understand that necessity will continue for some time." It had been nearly a year since this world had seen a new shardbearer, but the natives hadn't stopped populating. There would always be someone to fill in a gap. "I assume she gave you names."
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There's a flicker in her eyes when she says them, and Katsa refuses to tell Javik of all people that at least one one of those Marchionesses is a friend she will never kill. But she has the sense to keep her voice low for his ears alone, and she checks the room around them—their space in the corner, the noise level of voices surrounding them, the people going in and out the doors—before she continues.
"As long as their replacements have the same will to continue in the same way, then I'll kill them just the same. I know my purpose. I do not have to be anyone's tool, no weapon for someone else; but there are somethings that only I should do, the hard realities that will spare others. That's what's best for me."
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Javik didn't take his eyes off of her, nor he did he lean forward when she lowered her voice. Her conviction was refreshing, but that last part threw it out of sync.
"Best for you?" His upper lip peeled back over his teeth. "Know your purpose, yes, but you achieve nothing if it is for selfish reasons. Not in war."
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"You misunderstand me—" She struggled with something to call Javik and couldn't think of anything, so continued anyway. "More than that, you know nothing about me or selfishness. What's best for me, in what's best for me to do, to do for others. But what I do for others, I do for myself. And there is nothing wrong with that. Not even in war, as long as the outcome is the best one for everyone that is possible."
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"The greater good, of course." He stopped to take another drink, expression souring as he did so. It wasn't the taste, unfortunately, but thinking over the implications of what she'd said. The best possible outcome? In no reality did such a thing exist in wars like these. "So long as you prepare yourself to be disappointed in the outcome you are striving for."
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"I've been you before," Katsa said abruptly. She was strangely calm, suddenly, but sounded almost surprised by her own realization. "And that's what I can't stand."
She looked back into her drink and glared at it.
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"Tell me what makes you think you understand me." His personality wasn't that hard to peg, he knew, but what got him where he was now? He'd like to hear her sort that one out.
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She placed her chin in her palm, elbow propped on the table, and grumbled into it. She wasn't in the mood to talk about herself and could honestly say she didn't care why Javik was how she was. That she didn't like him was enough: she would disagree with him simply because she wanted to do so.
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Something even he had found hard to swallow in the past. Humans and asari and turians, all relatively equal and fighting his old war? Sometimes he thought he'd actually died in that stasis pod, and the entire thing was some dying hallucination or punishment.
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Javik wasn't wrong, she supposed. Katsa could think of a few she disliked but who were still simple enough to understand, at least as she saw them.
"What side is it, exactly, that we're on?" she asked then. If she couldn't understand Javik by talking, perhaps she could try to figure him out by asking as much as she needed to know. "Why are you fighting? What do you want out of all this?"
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"Whatever side we were brought here to fight for, regardless of whether or not we wanted it." If he'd landed on Seelie side, he didn't think his life would be much different. Just more gold than purple. "I am fighting because that is what I am good at doing. If we win this war, I can win the war back home. If we lose, then my enemy still dies. Either way, I consider it a win."
The fact that the rest of his reality would die with the Reapers didn't seem to bother him that much.
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"You're fine just being a tool," she said, with no confrontation in her voice.
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"I was born into a war we had no hope of winning," he said, pushing the empty mug around before abandoning it. "My people are dead now, extinct for fifty thousand years with the exception of myself. Everything I had is dead and gone, and the only thing I look forward to is seeing my enemy pay in blood. I have told you before that war is all I know, and all I will know. When there is no longer a need for my skills, then I will join my people."
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It was a testament to how long she'd been in Allaidh Darach, how accustomed she'd grown to it, that she didn't immediately question the length of time his people had been dead nor how he'd survived it. Katsa pushed her mug back and forth between her hands before she added, "I am sorry, though. About your people. And whatever war caused it."
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Javik rejected it out of habit and without hesitation. He didn't tell people because he wanted to hear their attempts at kind words, but in hopes that they'd understand. Sometimes it worked, and they backed off. Other times, not so much.
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"Of course you don't require anything else. I'm very sure you don't require anything else at all. Requiring is not the same as wanting or accepting."
Whether they were even talking about the same thing any more she wasn't sure.
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"Obviously there is something you wish to say, so say it." Katsa was more than welcome to tell him how wrong he was about everything, or how terrible he was. It wouldn't be the first time he'd endured it.
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Javik stood up then, grabbing his empty mug. "I am certain our paths will cross again, lieutenant."