Breaking the Rules takes place in an RPG universe, and is the sequel to Bending the Rules. To understand the characters and how the world works, please start from Part 1 of either series. Not based on any particular gaming franchise or storyline, but there may be guest appearances.
Back to a two-week release schedule! Don't spare your health potions, it's about to get even wilder.
*****
The moment had cooled just slightly since they'd woken next to each other, though Zula's face was still a bit flushed. Nuru wasn't sure if the wetness on his pants had been from him - or from her.
"How long can you stay with me?" Nuru said as they got deeper into the trees.
"Unfortunately, once you officially reach your first destination, I have to return. My standing orders require me to report on the events of the day."
"Can't even stay to chat? Make a new friend?"
"I'm afraid I'm really stretching my limits as it is."
"Heh. I'll stretch your..." he winked.
"Quiet, you," Zula pointed an accusing finger and glared fiercely at him, with no menace.
ROWF
"That's right, Mister Teenybear! I know your type, scoundrel, and so does he."
"Not until you've experienced me first-hand, you don't," Nuru chuckled.
"Is that first hand where you want me to give you a break?" Zula shot back. "Or would you prefer not to walk for awhile?"
"Hey, you want an excuse for walking funny you just letmeknowohgoddon'tkillme!" Nuru said, breaking into a run as his syllables crashed together.
"You! Halt!" a voice called after the chasing couple. "Here, I've got him!"
Nuru turned to face the new voice, another paladin, and a shot of adrenaline bursting through his veins. "Shit! You called him, didn't you!"
"Not me, hold on, woah!" Zula called over. "I'm traveling with him, not dragging him back!"
"You... but..." the paladin said, coming to a thundering stop on his horse. "But he's needed! We're late for the ceremony!"
"Oh give it up, you can clearly see he escaped fair and square," Zula groused.
"Dammit. Gonna make me the bearer of bad news," the man grimaced.
"Yeah, yeah. You know shooting the messenger is against The Rules," Zula waved him away.
"When shall I be expecting you then?" the man said.
"No more than a week from now," Zula said cooly. "No, I'm not telling you where we're going. Now scat."
"Yes ma'am."
"Doesn't he outrank you?" Nuru said after the man was far enough away not to hear them.
"Yeah but he doesn't stand a chance against my I'm-in-charge voice. I was born to be a leader, they say. Well, the ones that know what's good for them say it," she winked.
"Ha! Well we'd better be picking up the pace ourselves. Don't want them catching up with us, now that they know which way we've gone. I don't think 'fair and square' is going to be settled until I'm away for real."
"I'm open to ideas on how to pick it up for both of us, what with your cursed ring and all," Zula said, raising an eyebrow at him.
Nuru tore a scroll sheet of Weightless Foot from his spell book and handed it to her. "Race you to Sapphire City."
"What's this? How does it work?"
"Like this.!Kafa Mara Nauyi!"
He took off with a now-well-practiced light skip and dashed away. He cancelled it, and stopped to wait for her to catch up to give her more of them, but in moments she came flying by him holding onto Mister Teenybear, whose large form was pulling her at ludicrous speeds with a rope in his mouth. Nuru stopped for a moment, considering. Well, he had not only all the other Weightless Foot scrolls, but the original spell itself, too. He redoubled his efforts, using the spell when he could and using a scroll to fill the gap during cooldown. He quickly caught up and waved as he went by.
"Waaaaait! That was a practice run!" Zula called after him, dog back in her pack, poking its head out in his direction.
"Not my fault you wasted it!"
"Get back here or I'm breaking your foot!"
"Like you could break my foot if you couldn't catch up," he said dismissively.
He let the spell lapse, and stopped.
"You're a cheater," she puffed.
"It's not cheating if you never promised to commit," he quipped back.
She glared at him, and for a moment he thought he'd hurt her feelings.
"Uh... but seriously, you should know I'm not a virgin," he added.
"Woah, TMI dude," Zula said, smacking him on the arm.
"Hey, I just didn't want you to get the wrong idea."
"Nuru, you summoned a succubus. Why would I assume you're a virgin at this point?"
"I dunno..."
"It was in a temple of the High Faction gods, for fuck's sake!"
"Geez, OK. Look, she wasn't there in person."
"You get my point. I'm not dense like you men are, I can read between the lines. And I'm still here."
"Fine, just don't ever get mad when you incorrectly guess what I'm thinking because you assumed you already knew."
Zula snorted. "Gods above, is this what married couples sound like? It's not so bad, actually."
Nuru laughed.
*****
'You're invited to a special occasion. Meet me at Way Station. Nuru.'
He sent the message by courier at Sapphire City to Furaha at City of the Damned, and stayed only long enough to confirm its delivery. Now back on the road with Zula, he got to see her in direct daylight. She was even more beautiful than he remembered, and while he was sure it had partly to do with everything she'd done for him, she positively radiated health and positivity. She reminded him of Mesi, in a way - and a pang of eagerness put an extra spring in his step. He couldn't wait to introduce her... but could he? No, she had to leave as soon as he got there. Besides that, he wasn't sure what she'd think if he introduced her to his mostly-female friends. Some women got worked up about that kind of thing.
They continued on to Way Station, banter flowing easily between them and making the miles fly by quickly. Then, suddenly, they were past the little outpost, and back in lands that felt so familiar. Nuru had a sudden craving for his favorite fermented juice drink, and resolved to have some soon. He trudged to a stop, looking solemnly at the line on the ground where the Level Eleven+ Gate divided the no-mans-land from the greater Home Town area.
"So... this is it," he said.
"You don't have to do this, you know," she said. "I know it must be difficult to trust in your position. I'd be going out of my mind, I don't know how you function."
"Lots of sex," Nuru joked.
She looked over at him sadly. "And humor to cover up your fear. I'm afraid too, Nuru. They gave me their word, but there are so many lies out there. But what kind of world is it when truth means nothing? I want kids someday, I don't mind admitting. What kind of world would I be bringing them into if this were all a ruse?"
"Well, I'm open to suggestions."
"Shall we cross it together?" She held her hand out to him.
"I can't let you do that."
"What do you mean?"
"For me, it's a risk I may have to take some day. For you-"
"Oh, no. Don't you dare take this away from me."
"...huh?"
"Nuru, I've been working so hard on this, making deals, strong-arming my faction by putting my family's name on the line, arguing with a- Well. You can guess who I argued with, even if I'm not allowed to say it out loud, until I know the final terms of the agreement. Gods know they're trying to take the credit for this without me. But how do you think I'm going to feel if you cross that line, and I watch you cease to exist? I may not know who you really are yet, Nuru, but the image I have of you in my head keeps me getting up every day and trying my hardest. Because what is living if I don't have dreams of a better life waiting for me? How can I face another day if my faction has betrayed me and hung you out to dry? If this is all a sham, I want the dignity of a quick death, rather than the long sorrowful ache of a broken heart, and to waste away into just another cog in the machine. I'm coming with you Nuru, and we're sharing this fate, if it's the last thing I do."
"In that case... I'd like that." He smiled and took her hand, and she gripped him fiercely.
He took a deep breath, and stepped through the gate, noting the white haze that had been there after the Proclamation banishing him was gone. He looked around, thinking he heard a distant wail of an angry ghost, but saw nothing. He swallowed, turned around, and crossed it again. And again. Then somehow Zula was in his arms, feet swinging around him as he spun her in a circle. He put her back down, and kissed her. She leaned into it, grabbing him around the waist and squeezing him warmly, melting into his embrace. She sighed happily, and then stepped back, breaking the magic of the moment.
"Well, I guess I don't get first dibs on you in the next life after all," Zula said, eyes twinkling with unshed tears.
Nuru laughed. "I guess your work isn't done. How did you manage to convince them, anyway?"
"You have land here, still. The barrier was preventing you from going to your own home. It's a violation of the Freedom of Movement clause, based on historical precedent. It would have broken so much tradition if they'd upheld the ban. And I suggested that, despite your other vague violations, you hadn't really caused any injury. Any crime of yours has been essentially victimless, and they should consider your otherwise-unjust punishment so far to be payment enough to society, in light of the difficulties you set yourself up for."
"That's brilliant. Good work!"
"That won't buy you any leniency for anything you do in the future, though, and I don't know what my faction gave up for it; I know they'll hold that as a debt against you. Where will you go from here?" she said. "Will you stay awhile?"
"It's safe enough, you know," Nuru said. "You don't have to come with me."
"I know. I've enjoyed this time with you, though. Nuru..." She looked him in the eyes, solemn and heartfelt. "I remember what you said. About gaining our levels and finding each other again."
"To see if we were suited to each other," he nodded.
"What do you think? Could you ever see us together, now?"
"Faction politics aside-"
