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{ ATE : Curls and Cohorts : 5}
{ Elleon : London : Beauty Parlor}

Elleon eyed the girl with a smirk, resting her chin on her free hand. This one was a bit arrogant. It was almost like the difference between old and new money--old money had class and demanded respect, new money was overeager and boisterous. There may have only been a few days in between the creation of the new Replicas and the 'old' ones, but a few days made all the difference.

"So that's it, then?" The blonde replied coolly, "You'll just pounce when you see fit? You've hardly seen the man in action. Well, I'm not going to slap a warning label on this one for you. If you think you have it figured out, then by all means, take advantage."

{ ATE : Curls and Cohorts : 7}
{ Elleon : London : Beauty Parlor}

Elleon flashed Dusk a vampire's smile, pausing only to look down at the salon attendant doing her nails. The girl had slowed a bit, but only to change her tools. It looked as if all the attendants had caught the memo--ignore the conversation and all would be well. The blonde turned her attention back to Dusk with a shrug.

"Well, you do know the history of Rome, don't you?" She asked rhetorically, taking a sip from her tea. "Empires at the peak of their decadence fall; it's practically natural law. The Earth as a whole was no different. Nature is the ultimate equalizer. Even if Earth hadn't fallen, nature would have renewed the balance and the majority of mankind would have been wiped out anyway. As for why only our originals survived--beats me. And I frankly don't care. Mysteries don't much matter to me. What's it to you, anyway?"

~~{ ATE: The Dark Visitor and the Opened Door }~~

[Kyla: Inside Kyla's Heart- Sancturary of Heart: The Shores]

His own. So this being had a heart. Also- it was familair with Japanese

motifs, so it was familair with the cultures of Earth.

Interesting.

" I guess we shall see, I must admit, there are some places that even I am no always conciously aware of in this place- as you say. It is always changing, but it is never truly whole."

Turning away from the unseen horizon of water back towards the shore she treded the etherial waters till she was just as ankle deep as the visitor. Pausing to look at him(it), Kyla continued onto the land.

The surface, though rocky was not un pleasent, even the surface was smooth, the edges worn down from the salt water like how glass becomes smooth over time.
She was able to walk along it without any trouble of hurting her bare feet.

Approaching the first gate Kyla paused and looked over her shoulder, " Since I am bearing my soul today- can I at least have a name to call you by?"

Kyla did her best to surpress her desire to ask questions for the time being, she did not want to scare this being off.
For now the girl waited at the edge of the first gate, the first door to the sancturary of her heart, just looking at the figure, waiting for him to move or speak an answer.

"All I want is my freedom," Dusk said looking at the wall, "I am free now, however if things return to the way they were, I I feel I would forever lose it. So, yes, I want things how they are. However, as we both know that there are those that want to take that away.... Those fools must be stopped. They should come to their senses that the nature's work can never be undone."

Dusk paused a moment as she looked over at Elleon with a curious look, "I seem to recall something that happened not to long ago where you gave that girl to the time witch. You know where she is, am I right? Wonder how much more of her power she would be willing to share..."

Cue: The First Gate aka Abels Arc

“Calling you that title over and over maybe tiresome, perhaps some kind of acronym of it? Avatar of Mateus... Ava Mat? Maybe?” she liked to play with words, but hoped the entity didn’t think she was joking.


As they continued on through the opening in the cliff side, rimmed by the crystalline tori gate, the lighting began to change as they went into the dim.
Inside the crystalline landscape went on and the tunnel into this cliff side went on and expanded. Various quarts and shapes jutted out and caught fleck of light coming from some unknown source on the other end. Kyla walked but was in no hurry.

“Back there- when I was in danger, you came to me. Why? Have you always been watching me?”
The terrain became uneven and she had to slip down or step up or climb a little but she appeared to do so with relative ease and it did not slow her pace just yet. Eventually a smoothed path began to form on the floor as the tunnel continued to expand open to where they were headed.

~~{ ATE: The Dark Visitor and the Opened Door }~~

[Kyla : Inside Kyla's Heart- Sancturary of Heart: The Hollow Mountain]

“ I see, then ava Mat for now- till something more suitable comes to me.” She hummed slidding down the smooth enclave till the light opened up to a most spectacular sight.

The cave expanded so high one wouldn’t have been able to see the top had it not be the giant quart formations which towered down towards them as big as sky scrapers. The entire mountain was hollow on the inside, like a giant geode , but with a smooth surface on the floor. Ahead was a horizon that went into further illumination but for now they would have to cross this bastion of stone.

Beneath their feet, beyond the thick stone surface was water- one could tell because shapes that looked like fish and giant shadows of swimming unseen creatures soared like birds down below. The reflection of the light coming down and through and back up from that water set the entire place in hues of blue.

A soft music could be heard but it was indiscernible but seem fitting, comfortable- and aside from that only the deft sound of Kyla’s bare feet could be heard echoing off the massive walls.


“A silent protector you say? Must have been frustrating seeing all the trouble we get into.”
When he paused Kyla would turn to look at Ava Mat, and her big eyes blinked in curiosity.
They’ve met before? That strange person who was fighting the others- could it be?

“Are you talking about the figure that was in the prison before? I was occupied at the time- but are you saying that was you?”

~~{ ATE: The Dark Visitor and the Opened Door }~~

[Kyla : Inside Kyla's Heart- Sancturary of Heart: The Hollow Mountain]

Mateus and Ultima? So the demon summon took control? It wasn’t like that wasn’t impossible, but Kyla didn’t like the idea that one’s own summons could turn on them like that- but then again, Mateus was a demon and Carbuncle was a furry critter- major difference.
Also- maybe Mateus wasn't this persons summon after all? It could be possible.

As she listened, a few pieces began to fit into place and Kyla took extra care to listen not just to Ava Mat’s words, but also how he delivered them. All of this could easily be a bunch of well-practiced lies- …but there was something about the way he said it. Kyla could usually tell when someone was lying to her.

Now didn’t feel one of those times.

This guy- whoever he was, had a strong chance of being an earthling. It made more sense if he was from earth like them. He knew enough about earthling motifs- and - if Mateus was a summon, he'd be in the same boat as them- but that was jumping to too many conclusions. What if he was just another random character in this world?
He showed up in China as well- Kyla would never forget an impressive armor design like that- ever.

He was dubbed with their protection- and failed. Worse he was trapped like- like this? Poor guy. Yet he was stil trying to help?

Better not jump the gun just yet- she warned herself.

And he was involved with the creation of the replicas?! How did that work?
As much as those questions just kept growing and pressing up against her, Kyla wanted ot keep the dialog going on the more easier stuff and let this guy, Ava Mat, take the next step when he felt like talking. The way he spoke. The gravity to his words. It sounded like a lot of weight on his shoulders. She could understand that feeling all too well, so it was easy to recognize in another.
But something still confused her- now Mateus was defeated- so his slaves were free, “ Is this why you’re here now? What happened to your body then? Is it...gone?” Was he a ghost? A lost heart? A lingering phantom of some cognitive heartless?

… was there anything she could do to help?