Finas has wandered back to the tree, noticing that Damuron had forgotten that he was sleeping in a tree and tried to roll over. He moves to catch him, missing completely. His fall is broken by someone else, fortunately or unfortunately enough. It wasn't a comfortable landing, as said person was wearing armor, but it was better than hitting the ground first. He hit the ground anyway, of course, with a 'oomph!' from his unwitting cushion. A brunette female, unwitting cushion. Yeager is walking back and sees this. He raises his eyebrows at Finas and then winces at the clang of armor on armor.

Damuron moans and leans up on his arms. Looking down at the new knight. "..."

"Would you mind getting off me? You're heavy." She's sort of glaring at him. Finas blinks. He watches the scene unfold. Damuron blinks at her, then looks at her again, blushes slightly, and rolls off.

Yeager stands next to Finas. "He's not talking. Why isn't the Captain saying something stupid?"

"You're really heavy." The woman gets up, grimacing a little. "Do you always make dramatic entrances by knocking unsuspecting transfer knights to the ground?"

Finas looks awkwardly for a way to help. "Uh."

Damuron seems to be regaining himself a bit. "Well, normally I would have done something more impressive, but I'm afraid I was sleeping and didn't actually know you were a transfer knight."

"Wait." She frowns at him while shifting a little to test what was sore from the fall. "You're Damuron Atomais, aren't you." She doesn't sound particularly pleased.

Damuron tilts his head a little "I might be. But it's typically considered polite for you to give your own name first." He then blinks. Lloyd twitches. "You said you were a transfer Knight...?"

She sort of gives him a look. "I think politeness flew past Brave Vesperia when you fell on me out of a tree. Casey Nymos." She crossed her arms at him. "I'd think it'd be obvious I'm a knight of some sort. Or do you run into many people dressed up like this for th the laughs?"

Damuron rolls his eyes, the knight is starting to rub him the wrong way. "Which brigade?"

Yeager makes an "Uh oh" noise followed shortly by a chuckle.

"Yours." She says. "Why else would I be able to match you to a name?"

Damuron shrugs. "Nobility?" He hardly ever pulls this, and doesn't mean it in a bragging way. He turns his back on her and walks over to Yeager. "Give her the run down. I hate not being able to pick." he sighs dramatically and walks over to his assembling brigade.

"..." Finas looks rather deadpan. "Uh." He catches himself. "Don't know if you know this, but I'm Captain Finas Scifo. I'm sure you know Captain Damuron Atomais...He's a bit of a...special case."

"So my orders mentioned." Casey mutters. "That means you're Yeager." she turns to him.

Yeager nods (Lethargic Insomniac: it occurs to me he may have also had his name changed but whatever) and looks at her a bit awkwardly. "Yes. You'll have to excuse the Captain. He's used to handpicking his Knights...and he usually sleeps on the ground. Usually. Are you okay, by the way?" Finas glows yellow with a casting aura. He borrows Lloyd's unique way of chanting.

"Just in case...First Aid!" It works successfully. "Huh. Looks like the weirdo is right." Lloyd sneezes somewhere.

Nylen looks to Lloyd. "You okay?"

".. Yeah." Lloyd rubs his nose.

"... Thanks." Some of Casey's grumpiness is fading. Yeager smiles and motions for her to follow him over to Damuron's brigade. Some arguing has broken out. Damuron solves the problem by beaning both of the knights in the head.

Yeager looks at Casey. "You'll soon find out this isn't your typical brigade."

"That's for sure. When you're done here, feel free to come over to the house and meet Lord...I mean, Captain Nylen Fedrock and his brigade. Seeing as how we're going to be travelling together." Finas says, starting to walk off towards the stables.

"Given what I've been told of him, if this was a normal brigade I'd be worried that someone spiked my last meal." Casey says. Damuron coughs. The rest of the brigade laughs, since they're all in earshot now. Fedrock and Lloyd are in the stables, brushing down Eugene.

"Why do you have to brush it? His coat isn't that long." Lloyd's muttering, but still brushing down. Casey pretends to not have heard Damuron cough. Damuron sees fit to introduce Casey to the brigade.

"This is Casey Nymos."

There's a general murmuring and then someone states, "She's a Woman."

Yeager sighs. "That's our resident stater of the obvious."

"Because if we don't brush the horse down, he may get fleas. Also, he can't clean himself in certain areas."

"... huh." Lloyd keeps brushing.

"I'm guessing your captain hasn't seen fit to pick one out before." Casey mutters.

Damuron sighs again. "She's our newest transfer. And I KNOW about that initiation ritual you guys have. I'm deeming it inappropriate. Think of something else."

"..." Casey's expression flat-lines. "I'm thinking the captain has my thanks." Fedrock keeps brushing the horse. Eugene looks happy. Finas is leant against the stable door, smoking his pipe. Yeager snickers. Several of the brigade look disappointed. Others are twitching at the memory.

Damuron shrugs. "Yeager started it." Yeager looks slightly abashed, but only slightly. Casey takes a half step away from Yeager.

Lloyd sneezes again. "Finas, that smells funny. Just to let ya know."

"It's herbal." Both he and Nylen mutter at the same time.

Damuron does a quick head count. "Okay. Has everyone got everything?"

Yeager raises his eyebrows. "Have YOU got everything?"

"I thought you were getting it." Casey's sweat dropping.

"Sure, sure..." Lloyd mutters, sneezing again. Damuron dismisses the brigade with a wave of his hand after telling them what time to be up in the morning, under penalty of ice water and Yeager's singing. Yeager looks mildly upset by this. Eugene stares at Lloyd.

Lloyd stares back, then pulls out a sugar cube. "I hear you like these." Damuron wanders around to the stables to look at and count the mounts. He secretly hopes they don't have enough so someone has to run. They seem to have more than enough. Eugene walks over and noms the sugar cube in the way that horses do. With too much tongue. The horse nuzzles Lloyd.

Nylen smiles. "See? He likes ya."

"He's got an interesting way of showing it." Lloyd pulls another out. "You won't get any more if you keep dumping me." Lloyd warns before letting the horse have it.

Damuron is mobbed by horses. "Nonono not again. These apples are for ME!" and then he let the horse have it. Nylen hears the commotion, walking over and managing to get the horses back into their individual stables.

"Next time, read the sign." He points. There's a sign that says 'No Apples.'

Damuron deadpans and then bows deeply. "Yes my lord. I am sorry my lord. Apples are forbidden. I will remember that."

"Yeah. I am a lord. And this is my property." Nylen actually looks serious. Lloyd looks deeply amused while watching this.

Damuron frowns. "Don't go all serious face on me." He backs up by Lloyd.

"Then don't take the piss."(Frozen: 'Don't be a douche' in brit-speak. Aparently.) He states, walking back over to Eugene.

Lloyd blinks. "I don't get it." he shrugs. Casey has wandered, bored, toward them. Lloyd blinks at her for a minute.

Damuron rubs the back of his head. "I don't get it either. It probably means 'I can't take a joke'." he says this part more quietly. He looks over at Casey. There's a slight whimpering and whining coming from one of the stalls.

"Uh oh." Nylen mutters, stashing his pipe. He walks into the stall, picking something up. "I'm sorry, Lambert... Did we wake you?" Lloyd's attention is grabbed by Nylen and whatever it was he picked up.

"He's cute!" Lloyd manages not to squee. Casey's taken a peek, and now she has a light flush. She seems to agree.

Damuron is slightly less subtle. "That may be the cutest thing I have ever seen. If I were female, I would have squealed." he deadpans, but it also entirely serious. The puppy is sitting in Nylen's arms, blinking confusedly at everyone. Nylen pulls out a dog treat, feeding the puppy it who noms at it, unable to eat it whole.

Lloyd's watching the puppy. "I wish Noishe was that cute."

Damuron looks at it. "Is that one of the Knight Dogs?"

"Yeah. I breed attack dogs." Nylen states, tickling Lambert's belly. "And Little Lambert's gonna be a good one. He's from a good father and mother." He looks to Lloyd. "Wanna hold him?"

"Yes!" Lloyd says fervently. Casey looks a tiny bit put out. Damuron also looks slightly put out.

He sets about choosing his horse for tomorrow. "...Where are we going again?"

Nylen walks over, handing the puppy to Lloyd. "Everyone can have a turn. Just be careful. He's not used to this many people yet."

Finas says something for the first time in 10 minutes. "We're going to the Blade Drifts of Zophir."

"He's cute." Lloyd repeats, petting Lambert. Casey heads slowly over to pet Lambert too.

"Oh yes. I remember that now." He looks around, debating whether to ask his next question. "...why?" Yeager enters the stable and sighs. Lambert sniff-sniffs Lloyd, putting his paws on the twinblade's chest and licking his chin. Lloyd dies of a cuteness attack. He looks to Casey and sniffs.

"Uh. There's a battle currently on-going, and they need reinforcements." Finas states, deadpan. Casey takes Lloyd's incapacitation due to cute as a chance, and takes Lambert from him. Damuron states that he also knew that. Yeager hands him a metal folder.

"Why do you even give me these things? I know you read them first." Yeager ignores him to pet the Lampuppy with two fingers. Lambert lies back in Casey's arms, obviously enjoying the attention. Nylen is standing back, but keeping a watchful eye. Another dog nuzzles the man's hand.

"I know, Athena. They'll be careful." He pets the dog, which seems to be Lambert's mother. Damuron slips into the stall of the horse he's chosen as his own, and covertly slips him an apple. He makes sure Nylen is looking the other way.

Lloyd crouches down to offer his palm for Athena to sniff after pulling off his glove. "Hello there." Athena sniffs Lloyd's hand and then licks it a few times. Damuron's horse gives him a stare of acknowledgement. Yeager seems to be looking for a horse as well. Casey hands Lambert over to Lloyd by putting the puppy on his head, and also goes to look. Lloyd blinks. "Hi."

"Rr?" Lambert blinks, confused. Athena plucks Lambert up in her mouth, walking back into their stall.

Damuron and his horse have somehow come to a nonverbal understanding of some sort, and he exits the stall, looking satisfied. "That one's mine."

Yeager is pointing at a horse. "And that one's mine." Casey is eyeing horses. Lloyd blinks at Nylen.

"Protective." he comments.

"Yup. War dog, so try not to get on her bad side." Damuron looks around. Yeager yawns.

"Wish Noishe was awesome." Lloyd mutters.

"What's Noishe?" Casey asks, eyeing a horse.

"My dog. I haven't seen him in a while, though." The horse eyes Casey back.

Nylen walks beside her. "Need some help?"

"Don't think so. I like this one." Casey nods at the horse. Yeager looks vaguely bored, and tells them goodnight. He goes to join the brigade. Damuron stays, leaning against a wall.

"So..." Lloyd scratches the back of his head. "Am I sleeping in the barracks... or somewhere else?"

"Well. His name is Farraday. He's a good horse." Damuron is looking strangely serious, reading the documents in his metal envelope.

Finas shrugs. "I'm staying in the barracks. I have a spare bed." He offers Lloyd.

"... okay..." Lloyd scratches at the back of his head, muttering about 'Stupid Alexei' under his breath. "And I'm tired. So. Directions?" Lloyd grins at Finas. Damuron tucks the metal folder inside his uniform, and walking out, scowling slightly. He's also going to join his brigade in the barracks.

"Well, if anyone wants anything, I'll be up in the house." Nylen says, leaving also. Finas starts leading. Lloyd follows Finas, and Casey frowns at Nylen.

"Are there any other female knights?"

Damuron looks back. "There have never been any in my brigade."

"I became aware of that when someone said 'she's a woman'." Casey tells him.

"Yeah. There are a few. If you feel uncomfortable sharing with the men, the female knights have rooms in the manor."

Damuron looks at her. "Not going to sleep with the brigade? I suppose that's your own choice." He has already threatened that anyone who tries anything funny will be severely punished.

"I'm debating it." Casey crosses her arms.

Damuron throws his hands up casually. "There's no women's quarters in the field. You may as well get used to it." He ducks into the barracks and sets about looking for an open top bunk.

Nylen smiles. "Well. The choice is there. I gotta go feed the dogs before I turn in. Later." The older knight walks off.

Casey thinks, then ends up following Damuron. "If anyone tries something, they're not going to be able to have children." Lloyd just watches as he follows Finas.

Damuron smirks. "Well yes, because your honorable Captain will have impaled them through the crotch." He gives her a mini bow and jumps into a top bunk, not bothering to use the ladder. He looks back down at her seriously. "I take care of my people. Just remember that." His jumping about woke up Yeager, who is in the bottom bunk. Yeager kicks up and mutters.

Finas climbs into his own, securing the top bunk. "We have a spare bed." Finas offers.

Lloyd blinks. "I thought the spare bed was mine..." Lloyd mutters, getting on the lower bunk and shucking his boots, gloves and blades. Casey picks one a bed. Yeager mutters more and Damuron responds by throwing down his boots. He hangs his sword on the side of the bed and throws off the heavier parts of his uniform, then rolls over but doesn't close his eyes. Finas is sitting with his legs over the side as he does the same but with less vehemence. Lloyd puts his coat over his stuff, as his swords are in his boots and the gloves shoved in to keep them still, and pulls out a carving tools and a half-finished figure. Damuron creeps on Lloyd, watching him form up in his bunk. Yeager is back to sleep.

Finas throws a sock off him. "Try to get some sleep, Lloyd." He hints.

"Yeah." Lloyd mutters, tossing the sock back up. "Will." He props himself against the wall. Damuron rolls onto his back and stares at the ceiling. Yeager/brigade: zzzzz

"Good." Finas flops back on his bed. Lloyd carves for a bit, before he lets said things fall out of his hands like he'd fallen asleep like that.