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Eloysio paled as Raine said out that number. eek "My word! I know it's been a while, but I didn't think it was that long!" Seemingly overwhelmed, he stumbled backward a bit, weak in the knees, and fell on his bottom. "The last year I can recall...the year I died...was the 1043rd year since that reference point. It has been about three-and-a-half millennia since then..."

"Three...thou...five... No kidding...?" Azriel blinked as she looked down at Eloysio.

"I wouldn't dare fabricate information like this. Admittedly...I still hold a searing anger toward the man." He lifted his head, staring off into space and looking pensive for a moment. Then, a smirk played upon his lips. "I daresay it's very likely the reason why Chiaro had developed a fervent hatred for treachery."

Eloysio got back up and regained his composure. "Perhaps. But even so, I was always able to overpower Malachai. It was only because he---" He stopped abruptly there, his face making a distraught expression. It was also turning red, though whether it was out of anger or embarrassment, no one could tell.

"Aww..." Azriel wished she could give him a pat on the shoulder, but he was just too tiny. Instead, she just clasped her hands over her heart. "It's okay, Master Eloysio. You don't have to recount that time if you don't want to."

Just then, Azriel caught sight of the two wolf pups scurrying into the mansion. "Oh! Oro, Schwarz! I was wondering where you---" Here, she watched as they ducked into hiding places. "...went off...to..." O.o?

Eloysio rubbed his forehead, clearing his thoughts. Hearing the thud behind him, he turned around and made a slight chuckle, raising his wand. With a few directive swishes, Rhone's body was lifted from the floor and placed gently onto the nearby couch. Azriel smiled at the sight, happy that Eloysio seemed to be on calmer terms with him now. Then, he looked back at the papers he was working on, conjuring another energy hand to pick up the pen.

"Hmm... Perhaps you should lay down for a while yourself, Azriel. I'll be through here in a few minutes. Then, I would like to see Chiaro in your mindspace again."

Azriel nodded respectfully. "Yes, Master Eloysio." She then set herself down in the couch across from where Rhone was lying.

Kratos took a seat himself in an adjacent chair, falling silent in wait until the others were through resting. Someone also needed to be awake to confront whoever had been chasing Oro and Schwarz down.

((To get the group traveling already, would you guys agree to a timeskip of about a few hours?

I think I'm also kind of waiting for Natoe...? sweatdrop ))

((Hey, I stumbled upon this RP while joining the guild. I've read everything, but I'm slightly confused. If I wanted to apply as a Canon character, such as Genis Sage, how would I do that? And how will I know where he currently is in the entire RP since I've joined late? I'd appreciate a little help smile ))

((Is this present- or past-tense? Excuse me if I'm wrong))

Uriel stepped out the doors of Meltokio's Coliseum, mumbling to himself with a disheveled and tired look about him. He quickly stopped upon finding a nearby board with dozens of papers tacked to it. These he was familiar with. After all, this is his source of revenue, shelter, and most importantly, food.

He began to read the description of one particularly large bounty as he plucked the page from it's resting place. "'A girl.... with two large wings. One falsely angelic and the other stolen straight from the devil's back.' Well at least this one will be easier to find," he spoke to himself, recalling one especially difficult bounty in search for a girl of average height with mid-length brown hair and brown eyes.

"I wouldn't if I were you," Uriel heard as he whirled around to find a shaky old man. The man wheezed, "She's the very hand of Niflheim! A demon! Keep your distance, kid!"

Interesting. The benefits far outweighed the risks. And besides, a bounty this large was bound to acquire the king's attention. This could be the key to the traveler's pass Uriel had been pining for! He set off to find the girl.

Rhone grins at Oscuro and waves...until he notices her and Chiaro's conditions.
"Hey Oscur-whoah....you guys look like hell!"
He then recalls the condition with his body in the real world.
".....Okay, I'm not one to talk, but seriously...what happened to you two?"
His face now bore a look of concern as he crossed his arms, looking at the pair of troubled souls.

Rhone sighs and sits on the ground as the two souls yell at each other. Eventually, he sets his hat beside him and places his right hand on his forehead, letting his fingers sink into his hair.
"As much as I would loooove to sit here and listen to your clever banter...I'm afraid I've come here to talk about something....serious. I have a plan that'll help us defeat Dameo and...if you guys cooperate I'll let Oscuro devour his soul...which will allow me to avenge Aurelia, allow Oscuro to have her delectable soul, which she'll enjoy..and once that happens, she'll finally stop talking about it, which'll make Chiaro happy. The only problem is...you guys aren't gonna like the plan.."
he looks up at, supposedly, Azriel.
"This involves you too, so listen up. You might not enjoy the plan either....you guys are just gonna have to trust me on this.....will you hear me out?"