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September 4, 2004(evening)


After taking the parchment carefully to his shop, Fire Storm, where Sunstrike kept and cared for most of his pets, he went to the small, dry backroom behind the front desk. This is where he kept all of his records, did most of his work, and now where he gently lay out the paper, strangely soft and delicate to the touch. Dren followed him as he always did, poking his nose where it didn't belong.

"What's this?! O.O" The puppy-like creature looked on curiously as Sunstrike studied the word inscribed. He didn't answer for a little bit, and Dren sweatdropped. Eventually Sun realized he had been spoken to, and blinked in surprise and no little embarassment.

"It's a scroll I got from Kel-chan, you know, the one that gave me Ares." Which resided in the egg room with the others, close to the boiler which Sunstrike, being a fire salamander himself, always kept on for his comfort when the nights got a bit chilly.

The Venefi blinked in surprise.

"Well? What does it stand for?"

"Energy." Sunstrike sighed and then opened one of the empty drawers of his wooden cabinet, carefully parceling the paper away. "I'm supposed to open it again when the sunlight comes through this window." He pointed and Dren nodded wordlessly. "Don't let me forget, eh? You know what I'm like."

Dren smiled as with this statement Sunstrike reaches over and scratches behind one of the Venefi's ears.
"You've already forgotten, that your forgetfulness is exactly the reason I'm here, Sunstrike. Oh and before even I forget, you might wanna go check on..."

The words were lost as they both walked out of the room. As the door closed and darkness filled the room a soft glow came from around the drawer where the parchment was placed, brightly at first, and then softly receding until all was dark and quiet again.

September 5, 2004 (evening)

Suddenly, the music got a lot louder as Dren nudged the door open, something small and green attached to his head and clashing with the bright red of his fur. Sunstrike, who had turned to see what was going on, blinked in surprise.

"Well I see you two are getting along well."

Dren lowered his ears, or, at least, he would have if they hadn't been stabalizing Fallen, he settled for just lowering his head in embarassment.

Yes well, he said he wanted a ride," The puppies eyes widend in excitement which became mirrored in Fallens. The muse had a strange way of picking up peoples emotions and unconsciously mimicking them at the same time. Probably it's former life as a bard which affected it's theatre-esk ability. And we took a trip all around town, because he wanted to see what everything was like here, and, and, and, we got free ice cream, the park was nice, the river was fun to swim in...

Sun whistled low as he payed apt attention to they're journies of the day.

"Sounds like you two had a good adventure." Then he looked a little incredulously at Fallen. "But, as a muse, arn't you suppose to be, you know, helping me?"

It blinked at him in surprise.
"Haven't I? Whats all that then.

Sunstrike looked where he pointed to the mass of finished ink drawings and blinked, he hadn't realized how much he had gotten done!

"I guess so, thankyou so much, Fallen!" Sun also noticed that by now the sun had gone down. Reaching over, he picked up the paper containing energy, gently rolled it up, and just as carfully placed it back in it's resting place in the drawer.

"Home-time guys! Who's up for a cuppa and a biscuit, eh?" Enthusiastic replies all around, they left the room, closing the door behind. Again a soft red glow outlined the cracks where the parchment was, before it faded into darkness.

September 6, 2004 (evening)

Fallen casually strolled through the shop door, he had gone out for a walk, and only just realized how late it was as the sun sank and dusk rolled in like a dark blanket.

All was quiet in the shop, here and there quiet stirrings showed that there was still life here, albeit sleeping life. The backroom door was slightly ajar, and he shifted it, then sighed and leaned in the doorway. Sunstrike had fallen asleep over his drawings. Searching around he found a throw that he put around his friends shoulders, before going into the other room to catch some shut eye. Before this however, he noticed the scroll heald down by the stone. Carefully he rolled it up and placed it in it's resting place.

Soon all that was left in the room was Sun's soft breathing. The man was lit up by the glow from the drawer, and then everything was darkness.

September 7, 2004

Sunstrike dragged himself into the room, shut the door and plunked himself down. Slowly he tried to rub the sleepyness from his eyes by rubbing the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. This failing he sighed. Then he reached down and pulled another parchment from the rug sack he had brought in, carefully he unrolled it next to energy.

"Energy, this is a new friend for you! He's a parchment too, although it might take him a bit longer to grow, since he's younger. When you appear, you can help me take care of him if you like, just like Fallen and Dren have helped me take care of you!"

Sleepily Sunstrike nodded to himself, then carefull rolled up each of the parchments seperately, and put them away in the drawer. Seeming really reluctant to leave, Sun got up eventually and trudged off to a bed for the night, leaving the dark room behind.

September 8, 2004 (evening)

Sunstrike wandered into the room carrying a zonked out Energy in his arms, followed by a newly bandaged Dren and Fallen, both looking a bit like walking zombies.

What the heck in this world, moves THAT fast?!

I dunno about you but I'm wiped, and STILL seeing red blurs

Both whispers fell into silence at a look from Sun, who carefully placed Energy in a basket he had made up for the little creature earlier that day. There were a few muffled mews as Energy dreamed something in his sleep, feet still twitching, making Sunstrike chuckle softly. Getting up then he put the Soul Scroll back in the drawer, and hustled the other two out quietly.