Scaler/Arthur - Confronting a Tyrant

[fullmoonderia]

Things had been almost dull lately. With his rule almost fully secure, Scaler could really afford to just relax. His armies were plenty to squash the occasional rebellion...but that just meant that he had no fun of his own. As a result, he was lounging in his throne, counting the pile of gems from the last raid he had ordered. It wasn't fun anymore, but it was something.

It was funny. There was a time, when he was still a bright-eyed young hero, that the idea of just taking everything over would have been unthinkable. But things had changed. HE had changed, and the best way to make sure that there was any kind of order in his kingdom was to enforce his order. Two years of marching across the kingdom to claim more land, claiming this castle for himself, honing his powers and growing his army. Many were ambitious enough to take the power he offered, others were willing to gain protection and care for their loved ones...the latter he watched closely, and made sure he knew where those they cared for were so he could show the price of disloyalty.

He wasn't going to play the nice ruler. Those who didn't fall in line would be broken down, or burnt to ashes. It wasn't a hard thing to impose.

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[regretfulsunflower]

Each movement, slow, and fast, all came to the end of pain. Arthur grunts as he feels the wind knocked out of him. He gasped and tried to keep moving, scooping up his shield. He needed it before he tried to back pedal and raise the shield in front of him. He just needed to focus and remember his training. Catch his breathe too. Breathe in and out. Gulping down as much air as he can to catch his breathe.

"You...are really...really badass." He wheezed between breathes.

[fullmoonderia]

This time, Bobby wasn't letting him get that distance, crouching and then pouncing on all fours to slam into the shield again, trying to take Arthur to the ground under the combined weight. This fight was his, and an idea was already forming...he just needed Arthur on the ground under him.

"Of course I am. I've already defeated armies with my bare claws."

[regretfulsunflower]

Arthur felt the crash into the shield and he let out a scared yelp. It slammed full into the metal and sent him stumbling back. He didn't fall though, not yet. He adjusted his weight and waited for the next attack, trying to get ready to counter.

"Too bad you had to go evil and take over the world! Makes you just an ass!"

[fullmoonderia]

The crash didn't come, as Bobby was clinging to and grinning at him over the shield. He wasn't light either, a human-sized collection or scales, claws, and wiry muscle. "See that's where you're wrong. I'm not taking over because I'm evil, I'm taking over because I'm tired of saving everyone from everything including themselves. Right now the reason there's strife is because there's still fighting. Like you right now, fighting a battle you can't win."

[regretfulsunflower]

The weight. How had he not realized? He was struggling to hold up the shield as he looked up at the lizard staring over him. The words made a sick kind of sense to him. Bobby was trying to save everyone? If there wasn't fighting, would it be so bad? He readied his sword, aiming it up at the tyrant's face.

"You...you don't have the right to tell people...what they can and can't do. You're a tyrant. Even if what you're doing, you're doing because you care so much!" He forced his arm to move and tried to stab at the lizard on his shield.

[fullmoonderia]

Bobby ducked, the strike clanging against the shield and the sound echoing through the empty throne room. Planting his feet on the ground, he used his grip on the shield to try and throw Arthur against the wall with an angry snarl. "You're a fool if you think that's not how the world already works!"

[regretfulsunflower]

Arthur didn't have the strength to hold his ground. He was spun around, his feet lifting off the ground. He spun around and around. The force and movement was too much and his arm came out of the straps on his shield. He flew back and crashed hard into the wall. Arthur cried out in pain as he slammed into the stone wall. He had to stab his sword down at the ground to stop from falling face first.

The blond tried to catch his breath after the air was knocked from his lungs. He looked up through squinting eyes, blinking the tears of pain away. That hurt a lot. Looks like he made Scaler mad.

"...Maybe it is...but...it isn't how it should work," Arthur wheezed out between gritted teeth.