YURIZHAN POV || STATUS: [100HP/100MP]
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The elegant woman finished her meal and handed the bowl back to Aaren, letting him spritz it with his canteen, washing it off while conserving water. It would have made more sense for her to bring such practical tools, but she only brought a few items such as a change of clothing, her fan, parasol and an assortment of small books. The tiny bag that held them could be really held or called at will, so there was very little point of lugging it about. She had figured water would be ample on a tropical island, after all, there wasn't any purpose of holding onto it on her person. Besides, thanks to their combined efforts, she hadn't been famished or parched this trip for the most part, minus the, you know, whole near death thing.
The mystic was a bit anxious but mostly content, having at least enough patience to see the meal through, shut her mouth, and amble her thoughts towards the most important thing, the completion of the mission and capture of the Tigru. For her this momentary calm was rare, but it was required when working in a team setting. Besides, it'd be foolish to wander off again
too soon , at least, if they didn't know to whereabouts. At this time, they had no real direction, and her boots were made for fashion, not function. She wasn't going to be trekking off into those mountainous impasses solo, not when flanked by a a skilled asssasin and a knight that desired to overachieve in everything that he tried. It was much more clever to simply sit behind, after all, her skills weren't of much use unless something needed breaking or destroying. For now, she'd wait. And when the time finally came to ambush the Tigru, she promised, swore, pledged, and solemly oathed that she'd be as gentle as humanly possible with the thing.
Then again, she hoped someone wouldn't rely on her to undertake such a tender task. She was many things, and gentle was not one of them. Her apperance ran completely contrary to the fact she got very carried away at the sight of blood or charred skin, even decay. The sight of such things just egged her on, and in reality she'd have to not damage the Tigru at all to not be insatiably driven to harm it. But when thing overrided all of that insanity, and that was the clarity of doing this for not only her own betterment, but that of the institution which she served, and that instituion had a keen interest in the things that she had a keen interest in, and in that, there was no reason for her to act as reckless as she would all on her lonesome. Though being on her lonesome would have been quite fun, it was hard to imagine the eccentric mage getting past the sands of the beach without fruitlessly expending mana on new wildlife. She needed just a tad of direction, and thankfully with these two, she had at least a modicum of it.
Jakkya had been quiet most of the meal, but nothing was new about that. It was perhaps that the woman just had enough of the humid weather with strange people. The mystic wasn't gonna rag on her for that -- though she was admittedly more neutral to the both of them. This team was rather ideal in the respect that when they had something to do, or they'd faced a challenge, they were eager to get it finished, all for a multitude of reasons. Aaren perhaps wanted to know he was doing something, gaining confidence, overachieving and being the hero. The quieter woman moved as she moved now, like she wanted to just get this all over with and behind her, and move onto the next mission or task, whatever that may be. And then there was the raven-haired mystic, who's only core desires were completing the assignment and maximizing bloodshed. Since they were all somewhat interdependent on one anothers needs, it seemed to work. Being idle however, had to be their worst moments together -- with Aaren babbling on, Yuri doing much the same, or wandering off, and Jakkya probably judging them as hard as she possibly could with her steel glance. It wasn't best for them to be left with nothing to do.
So when Aaren perked up (as per the usual) with a makeshift map with the outlines of the path, the feeling of purpose, or at least the semblance of it, rushed through the dimunitive woman as she hopped up on a stump to get a better view of the parchment that the man held out to them. There were several routes, many seeming to wrap around and curve throughout the drawing, but at least it was some sort of guide to what appered ahead. After all, they hadn't been here prior, so they could only speculate as to which way to go. Aaren was quick to highlight that Jakkya had the most knowledge, which seemed correct, at least in Yuri's summation - Aaren looked traveled, but not the type to constantly brace mountains or wildlife consistently. Jakkya, whether experianced or not, bore the look of a woman who knew a great deal, and it would be nothing short of shocking if she was unintelligable about such terrain.
So, the bridge was confirmed, then.
Finally, she had a direciton to place her boots.
"Mmm.." she pondered, fanning herself lightly with the obsidian apparatus, one which she'd taken out in the midst of all her thinking. She contiued to fan, the humid air blustering on her creviced face, before remarking -
"To the bridge then...it seems we have quite a few options after that. Best to beat the dark."
It was after that, that Yuri reentered her uncharacteristic silence, probably biding her words until they came to the bridge again, and in that manner, they'd discuss who would cross, and how. Yuri could easily float over, but she'd be interested to see what exactly the others would have to say about it -- hoping that no more traumatic memories rushed forth for either herself nor the assasin. After all, she did very nearly lose her life right at the foot of that contraption.
Either way, her more impulsive nature forced its way ahead, the woman nearly unconsciously deciding to make her way ahead towards the bridge -- at least she knew where that was, and it was at that rickety old device that she'd wait for her next command. Still, she'd already spoiled herself by slightly hovering off the ground. It wasn't her speciality after all, she was an offensive magician, but if she liked she could get up into the air a good distance, for a short period of time. It was a wobbly and impractical magic, one that she made look elegant, but to anyone with experiance in such arts, she was a neophyte at best. After a few piroettes through the air, her fan still in hand, she had come to the edge of the bridge, not so far from camp. She posted herself up against the wooden stakes, wincing a bit as they pressured her newly scarred back, but simply smiling through it, choosing to continue to cool herself down in the evenings humid atmosphere.
Perhaps trudging off on her own was her own way of having a bit of fun, being a little girl again, and keeping her mind at ease. This was different than her previous thoughts. One couldn't be considered a fool if they knew their way -- now, crossing the bridge was a different story. That would be foolhardy.
Besides, it didn't seem to hurt to get a brisk jog ahead when the mission was already set in stone. In truth it was a multitude of things, foremost her wondering if she could still float over the bridge, after not utilizing such magicks in days. Either way, she remained there, letting the air brush her face gently as if she awaited a suitor, or a guest, but in truth, she was just wishing for her feet to again be set on the path of murderous destruction with subtle purpose.
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JAKKYA POV || STATUS: [100HP/100MP]
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Jakkya wasn't so sure about this map, for very obvious reasons, but simply put, she was almost positive that Aaren was not a cartographer. There was no way that this map could truly be accurate enough for them to traverse the land, birds eye view maps of mountainous terrain weren't always the most helpful, there were just too many things that couldn't be taken into account, rock placements, and inclines not withstanding. But she supposed it was better than going in completely blind, she'd use the map as a blueprint and to that extent only, she figured she could rely on her experience to get her the rest of the way. She figured that this was what Aaren was counting on anyway.
The group was restless that much was made clear by how quickly the others pushed on once a direction was given. If she were to be honest with herself Jakkya was much more comfortable moving herself, they had spent a lot of time at this camp site, more time than she would recommend given the circumstances, they were on a hunt afterall, and working against elements that none of them truly understood, it would be easy for them to miss a possible window in catching their target without even knowing it. She supposed if that were the reason why they failed, there wasn't much that could really be said. It would be the same as never knowing the Tigru were ever there.
Back tracking was easy, careless, and provided much needed time for Jakkya and perhaps the others. It was just a few moments to get a few stray thoughts in line, as well as to prepare. Something told Jakkya that there was a major event on the horizon, something that would effect all of them, whether the result would be positive or negative was not something she could truly gauge accurately. It was just a haunch after all.
By the time they reached the briar, Jakkya felt she had fully rcovered from her brief strike of insanity she had during breakfastr, but the voice speaking up in her head proved to her that this was not the case.
"cilr sacco fung, ed'c clyno" Elle sounded. Jakkya slowed her steps, looking around at not only the destroyed briar patch, but at the mess of bodies that still littered the ground around them. Jakkya felt the need to suddenly defend herself to the voice in her head, explain that this was not her doing, but she realized how bad she would look if her first words spoken in Vangare, was to a voice in her head. Biting her tongue here was definitely the right choice.
"Lyh fa suja uh, bmayca?" Elle requested softly. The hard gaze that Jakkya had maintained weakened considerably at the request, and she increased the pace of her walk. It was weird knowing that a disembodied voice, still had such a softening effect on her. Again it was something she didn't know how to react to, she didn't understand if it was something that should anger her or not.
Yna fa lnuccehk dryd?
Elle spoke up suddenly, Jakkya realized due to her prompting that they passed the briar, and that they were quickly closing in on the brdige. Jakkya pursed her lips behind her mask, but otherwise made no attempt to answer the question that had been presented.
"Dryd lyh'd pa cdypma." The voice added, and Jakkya smiled a bit at that, she had shared the sentiments not too long ago, the bridge wasn't stable at all, not just in construction but also because of what it could do to her.
Upon reaching it Jakkya did pause for a moment. She looked to Yuri who seemed content with waiting, and she didn't bother sparing a glance towards Aaren, (because he was busy playing around with traps) because she was sure he would give her some crap about "ladies first" or something along those lines. So in light of that Jakkya decided that she would be the one to take the nose dive first.
Fa yna naymmo lnuccehk drec!?! Jakkya!" Jakkya hissed as she set a foot down carefully on the plank and she heard it creak and groan underneath her weight. It wasn't exactly the sound she was hoping to hear, but it was one that she had expected. One foot through the door to hell, Jakkya pressed the other forward and found that she wouldn't be able to cross without hanging on, the bridge was wobbling too much, and she rather not test her balance needlessly. Reaching out to eitherside Jakkya grabbed onto the ropes, and as expected, it triggered her.
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The pair rolled around in the sheets, a struggle for power that usually, and unqestionably belonged to Jakkya now suddenly on the table, and in this scuffle, Elle came out on top. Taking her place on top of Jakkya, wasting no time the smaller girl leaned forward and placed rather distracting kisses along Jakkya neck and exposed chest. "Oui'na tecdnyldat." Elle accused fixing Jakkya with a look that suggested she didn't like that the taller woman was somewhat unengaged in their bed play. Guilty Jakkya managed to give Elle a sheepish look. "E tuh'd mega ed." Elle clarified, though Jakkya could already tell as much. "E drehg E cruimt cruf oui dryd oui yna hud dra uhmo uha fru pa y ped cytecdel." Jakkya smiled in light of the threat, closing her eyes. It was a sign in their own little language, showing that Jakkya didn't feel any pressure behind her words. But Elle wasn't playing around. She brought her hand down sharply on Jakkya thigh, creating a loud pop, and elicting a hiss from the unsuspecting receiver. "Uh ouin cdusylr. Huf." Elle ordered, and Jakkya complied, laying on her stomach. "Peda dra bemmuf" She spoke again, Jakkya raised a brow at her, before going along with it. Her teeth sinking into the fabric, the corner of her mouth raised in a challenging smirk at Elle who seemed to be trying her best to not break and smile. It was clear in these moments how used she had gotten to Jakkya being in charge.
Honestly she looked like she was a little lost, like one who had a plethora of things she wanted to do, but no idea where to start. Jakkya grinning at her wasn't helping, it felt as though the woman wasn't taking her seriously. She would need to fix that. Reaching forward Elle tangled her fingers within the hair on Jakkya's head, massaging her scalp. Jakkya was like a cat in some ways, and Elle knew many of her weak points, her scalp being one of em, sratch at it and she would melt. Elle waited until Jakkya closed her eyes again, before pressing forward roughly burrying Jakkya's face into the pillow and leaning forward to whisper in her ear."E tuh'd nasaspan dammehk yho zugac. Seht ahmekrdahehk sa uh fryd oui veht cu vihho?" Elle asked, pulling Jakkya's hair back this time, painfully yanking at the girls scalp. Jakkya gasped loudly, surprised by the sudden explosion of pain at her crown "Mad ku uv dra bemmuf yht oui'mm byo vun ed. Taynmo." The girl threatened, Jakkya looked over at Elle out of the corner her eye, the look in her eye giving the shorter Aren much more confidence. Jakkya's pewter eyes had clouded over, darkened as well to a near black in her lust. Elle was also happy to see Jakkya's teeth clamp down tighter on the pillow, her orders being followed. "E nasaspan ycgehk oui du damm sa fryd oui vuiht cu vihho, tet E hud? Yna oui ekhunehk sa Jakkya?" Jakkya looked over at Elle, before flickering her eyes down to the pillow, narrowing her eyes at the dilemma that had been presented her. Elle was very obviously going to offer no solution, so Jakkya chose to hold on to the pillow, deciding that it were the lesser of two evils, though punishment now was clearly and inevitability. "Veha, tuh'd dymg. Ed'c suna vih drec fyo." Elle whispered, before bringing her hand down suddenly and painfully on Jakkya's rear. Causing the girl to jump in time with the clap that sounded throughout the room.
Elle laughed at the reaction, and repeated the action, again, and again, continuing well past the point when the skin had turned red, and that the pain had caused Jakkya to whimper softly. Elle stopped to give the girl a break, a small reprise before the storm, soothingly she ran her nails over the tender flesh of Jakkya's bottom. A smile growing on her face, as Jakkya would gasp softly every so often as Elle ran her hand over the enflammed skin."E's kuehk du fayn ouin ycc nyf," Elle spoke, her voice thick with emotion. The tone caused Jakkya to shiver, her pain all but forgotten temporarily. "Pid vencd. E's kuehk du dea oui ib." Elle said, reaching for the drawer on the bedside. Jakkya froze at the mention of being restrained. But did offer any protest. She had her fears, but she delt she could trust Elle, that this was just simply bedplay and that she could handle it. But she felt that maybe this would not be the case, when she felt Elle reaching for one of her arms, being rouch as was expected as she wound the rope around her wrist. Jakkya felt herself begin to shake for different reasons now, her breathing picking up to an unnatural pace, as Elle bound her other hand, knotting them together behind her back. Jakkya closed her eyes again, burrying her face into the pillow, biting down harder onto the fabric trying to distract herself. But it wasn't working, not at all. She was starting to panic. Elle pulled her hair again, and this time Jakkya screamed, in fear. Because pleassure had left the building.
Elle removed her hand quickly, jumping back as if burned by Jakkya's reaction. "Jakkya?" Elle asked slowly. Now unsure hot to proceed after that kind of reaction. "Panno" Was Jakkya's meek, whimpering reply, Elle practically dove back into the drawer for a blade, once she found it she cut into the rope, moving as quickly as she could without running the risk of cutting into Jakkya's wrist. "Jakkya, E-" Jakkya cut Elle off before she could finish. "E's cunno" Jakkya apologized hanging her head, and it was then that Elle realized why Jakkya had called for an abrupt stop to their actions by using the safety word they had agreed on. Jakkya had told what Crane had did, about the lynching, about how close Jakkya had come to dying. Elle looked at the assassin's face, not sure what to say to her. Jakkya didn't offer Elle anything to latch on to, but the assassin did take in a shaky breath, and tears did begin to stream from her eyes, and Elle was quick to act, all prior confusion becoming non-consequential. She was quick to wrap her arms around Jakkya who had pushed herself up on her knees. "Oh pypo." She soothed, pressing her face into the back of Jakkya's neck. "Hu ybumukewehk, hud vun vaamehk." Elle assured, kissing the back of Jakkya's neck now. "Ed'c ug, E kud oui huf." Elle spoke softly, Jakkya reached for her hand, taking it within her own, before shaking her head wildly. "Ed'c hud ug" Jakkya muttered, looking down at her lap, closing her eyes. "E fyhd oui, drec cruimth'd pa yvvaldat po yho uv dryd." Turning around suddenly in Elle's arms Jakkya forced herself against Elle, pressing their lips together, as she pushed Elle down onto the bed.
"E fyhd du vilg oui!" Jakkya grunted, forcing Elle's legs apart and wrapping them around her own waist. "Ugyo pypo, E's ouinc" Elle gasped out, her words were more for Jakkya's sake than from her own pleassure, she felt she needed to let the girl know, that she was creating something, because Elle was indeed feeling something. "Mad sa vilg oui." Jakkya almost begged now, she was kissing, biting her way down Elle's body marking her, Elle's eyes widened at the sensation and she arched her back, gasping as Jakkya found what she was looking for. "Ur-ur-ugyo, Ur-gyo. Ugyo. Oac, ugyo" Elle sounded, moaning louder then, before trying to catch her breath when it was over. "Ugyo..." There wasn't much else she could say as Jakkya burried her face within her chest.
"E haat oui." Jakkya whimpered brokenly, and Elle sighed resting her hand on the back of Jakkya's head reassuringly, exhaling again when she felt Jakkya kissing along her chest.
"E's nekrd rana."
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She had made it across the bridge without even realizing that she was moving, she had been so lost in her thoughts that she hadn't even registered the movement. But she supposed this was for the best, the other option would have been her freezing at the very beginnign and there were a number of reasons why she couldn't allow for that to happen.
"Oui cdemm drehg ypuid sa rir?" The voice dounded, Jakkya had almost forgotten about it. She sighed hanging her head a bit at its words.
"Kuut du ghuf." It was becoming very taxing, trying to remind herself that she wasn't crazy unless she started answering the voice.
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AAREN POV || STATUS: [100HP/100MP]
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While discussing such routes to take with Jakkya, he let her have the map and allowed her to move forward in the direction towards the bridge while the knight stayed behind. Aaren had secured the camp and made his way walking through humid air and venturing forth making his away up the steep pathway. He climbed his way upwards. The jet black haired man then moved to where the wall of Briar once was. The tall knight moved the black, dusty, leaves, and the left over poking and prodding branches of the Briar with his hands and feet. Oceanic eyes drifted quickly back and forth taking in how his team had left the area a day or so ago.
Aaren was looking for any wildlife that could have crossed this path while they were sleeping down river. He had continued walking, but this time a bit more carefully as he was trying to spot anything out of the ordinary. Aaren looked into the distance to see that the two mystics had already crossed the bridge and a ways ahead of him, he called out to them saying. "Not to worry, I'll be over there crossing the bridge soon enough..." Aaren paused and at the corner of his eye he saw something that looked like a mixture of leaves and tree vines that seemed to be covering something.
Getting closer to it, he knelt down and Aaren placed his hand around the pile and felt that the leaves and the vines lead inward a little. Moving back quickly before falling into what appeared to be a hole. The man couldn't have been anymore happier. This trap indicated that something besides them were on this island and he had more than feeling that it was indeed the tigrus. Grinning from ear to ear he called out to the two mystics shouting "It appears something has made a little trap for one of us." As much as he wanted to check out if the tigru were in the moutains, his gut was telling him that maybe one of them was much closer than they had originally expected.
Aaren stood back up and retrived his back pack and meet up with both Jakkya and Yuri.
Aaren couldn't stop smiling because he knew that their prey wasn't to far from them. Walking over to where Yuri was standing he said "I have a feeling that what we're looking for actually isn't as far as we thought they would be. Do you or Jakkya have any spells that are good for scouting around? I'm sure whatever made that trap back there isn't that far away from us."
