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 Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 9:45 am
"Charm charm charm! Hee hee I'm a charm! Special special charm charm charm" alberon giggled gleefully prancing about zuzu's form, so excited about everything, she'd stay she'd stay! "We're gonna stay up all night, and eat treats, and tell storys anh..andd...lotsa stuff, and we've got lotsa room cause my familys really really big! Isnt that right daddy?" he stopped midway in his circle to glance up at dashiell little eyes big and gleaming with excitement.
Dashiell sighed and grinned shaking his head at the silliness of his little one "Dont worry it'd be no trouble at all, and yes we do have plenty of room, its no mansion, but it is a cozy vacation home of sorts. I imagine Alberon would be rather upset with me if I didn't at least offer you a place to stay" dashiell chuckled softly, the inn looked rather done for afterall, the sound of more cracking and crackling beams breaking through the roof, no certainly it'd be better to let the female twilif stay with them then to leave her to sleep in the streets. "So long as you dont mind my little ones enthusiasm, I imagine we'll enjoy ourselves quite a bit" motioning softly for the pair to follow, wanting to get as far away from the inn as he could.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 11:55 am
Ergo still rocked Noel back and forth, deep in thought. After a long while, he began, in that same halting tone, "No. Never again. I'll do my best to stay here with you. I can't provide for the forces of nature, the forces that rage in and around me, the great wind ka, but if it comes to take me away again, I'll make sure you're with me." Ergo grimaced at this thought. What if ka did come for him, as it was so apt to do?Anger worked its way into Skryre's eyes. The constellation had dropped his voice. He was good, better than Skryre had anticipated, but he knew full well who Seir was, and should have been expecting such cunning. The orb would recount what was said later, or maybe he would be able to lipread.
Then the other stepped off the building and walked away, singing softly. It was the end of opportunity to learn anything from them, Skryre knew. He wasn't about to approach Seir, and have his soul sucked clean out of his skull. Another time, another place. For now, more watching.
There was a fight between a group in the air, lower than he, and the pale one seemed to have some relation. Another interesting matter. He swooped a little closer, watching and documenting. He just hoped they wouldn't see him, they looked much angrier than Seir, who had a kind of demeanor akin to bemused mercy.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 12:50 pm
Seir watched Eisha fall, singsong words trailing in the air behind her. He turned his gaze away to peer out at the
inn, seemingly unaffected by each syllable of the woman’s fading prophecy. It wasn’t like there was a shortage of
people foretelling his death with screams of ‘die, you b*****d!’ whenever he walked away from any destruction he
wreaked upon the world. However, the thing about strangers like Eisha was that you never knew if they were really
a seer or just wishing it.
Unlikely, really… she would have been better known for her ability to foretell the future than how she was in a fight
in that case. Seir closed his eyes and stood up. When he opened them again, his bright aqua eyes were chilly with
boredom. It was no time to rest. Whether or words were truth or lie, it wasn’t going to save their world from falling
into the calamity of chaos. He didn’t particularly care if he died in the process.
“A wretched catastrophe does the world weave…” the dark constellation murmured no one in particular, lifting his
up to stare at Skyre, who had turned his attention away for a moment. A dark grin played on his mouth; it was both
eerie and sensual in the way it curved from one end of his lips to the other. He stood, balanced his feet at the edge
of the blacksmith’s roof and leapt from it easily. His body sprung into the air and found purchase on the next, faster
than he would have gone if he flew towards the direction that was he simply knew was Noctis and Haveni’s
direction. Aeos and Rosel were looking one way, after all.
A bubbling feeling rose from his chest and Seir embraced the familiar emotion more closely than he would have a
long lost brother. He darted past Aeos and Rosel, body propelled with not unlike Nashara’s air towards the girl in
question. She was currently throwing a wrench in his plans, even when they hadn’t even started. The furious
euphoria that spun his mind round focused plaintively on Nashara. Seir didn’t attack her outright; no, that would
have been more underhanded than it already was fighting her when she seemed already weak from Rosel’s
attack.
“Little air witch,” he called, voice rough and tight with yearning. “Shall we play?”
Yearning from a rising desire to see her bleeding and begging for what little mercy he had as his claws ripped
through tender flesh.
Shaking his head, Aeos regarded Rosel’s unsteady form for another moment before focusing his attention towards
Nashara. “I can try,” he murmured, debating as to whether the best route was to fly over there himself or make
some ice beneath the two in the air and have them fall on that. However, the latter might have them break
something if they slipped on the slippery surface.
“Try not to hit—“ he paused, words screeching to a halt as he watched as his brother spun past him like a dark
shadow flitting across buildings like the thief he was. The expression on the other’s face was too alarmingly similar
to when they had fought ages ago. Seir was both too controlled and uncontrolled, emotions in sharp contrast from
each other swirling within him. He was alarmingly frightening, even to Aeos when Seir lost the amused mask he
tended to wear. “Continue,” the ice constellation murmured, opening his wings to take to the air again.
”Hit Nashara before Seir attempts to drain her dry,” he realized Rosel might like that. Aeos rumbled with
displeasure. “He’ll fight her, and torture her. But, we’re wasting time if we let him do that. I doubt the city will stay
asleep much longer…”
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 1:27 pm
Following Haveni had proven to be rather eventful indeed, having decided to stay back and simply watch from the shadows, rather amazed at the interaction between the candle maker and the injured gun fighter. And here all this time he'd thought they'd stolen her away, apparently her choice to go with them hadn't been insane after all, and while it had saved the town it also seemed to have brought her some happyness..Though it had gone and gotten her into a lot of trouble aswell, honestly he'd never met a woman who attracted so many enemies!
Watching the sudden battle on the beach ensue, the wicked wind wielding female deciding to set her sights on dear Haveni, convinced that she was saving the candle maker as well as the rest of the world. Maybe she was, in truth daskri did agree with her, the search for ruin whether seeking to destroy her or not was a foolish search, one that should be avoided at all costs. The woman's methods though..eech they could use some work..kidnapping and using hostages was surely not the right path to choose specially not when she was also endangering Havenis life with her actions.
Blue and green eyes flitting to the sudden dark shape above, the loathsome creature attacking nashara looking all to much like a dark cloud from hell. "Honestly Seir that's no way to play with a lady.." he muttered darkly to himself even if the wind wielder deserved to be put down for what she'd done, for what she was doing, surely she didn't deserve whatever seir would do to her. Daskri didn't know the evil constellation well but he knew that he disliked him. Stepping out onto the sand his small magical paintbrush a blur as he drew himself up a bow and arrow, firing off three of the bright orange paint made creations at Seirs form.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 2:00 pm
Noel pulled away slightly, wiping his eyes. Never before had his heart felt so.. Complete. He smiled shyly at Ergo, leaning in to press his lips against the other's very shyly, only for a moment, before pulling away, beaming.
I.. I should get started on dinner.. His mist read in tiny letters, he himself standing to go unpack one of his bags, pulling out a pot and various pouches, filling it with water, making a simple meal of stew. His cheeks didn't get any less bright, every so often, out of the corner of his eye, he would gaze at the love of his life, hoping that their gaze would meet, and they would share another moment of silent happiness between them.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 2:44 pm
Jadecrystal stood in place, watching the battle with the hint of a smile on her lips. She was a close-range fighter with no magical attacks, and Nashara wasn't close to the inn-and she wasn't in range of a jump from the top of the inn.
"Jeez, slow down," the flame-eyed cat (her name was Wispflame, and she could only be heard and seen by Jade) muttered, appearing next to Jadecrystal. "It takes me a bit to find you again after I scout them out if you move"
"You scared me," the Holy Beast answered, smirking. "Sooo, what are we gonna do about this? She's an air-user, and there's multiple Starpatterns on both sides. Side?"
"Neither."
"Niice, Wispflame."
So Jadecrystal stood there behind the battle, a calculating look on her face that contrasted with the hungry smirk.
(Yes, Jade shall go insane and I will be happy~)
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 3:15 pm
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Her arm felt as if it was aflame.
The numbness induced by the cool outside air had started to wear off. She bit her lip, her head swimming with pain. What had once provided clarity now only provided distraction. She reached down to touch the blackened skin, bile quickly rising up her throat as a layer of skin crumbled off into ash, accompanied by a sharp stab of pain. How could something so burned, so... lifeless, bring with it so much pain?
But she had been tortured before. She knew how to handle pain, and with a very conscious and determined effort, she shoved it into the back of her mind. There would be plenty of time to deal with that later. She raised her head, turning to the screaming Haveni. She hadn't expected this from her. No, not at all.
"You are defending the thing that has caused you such pain, such sorrow, such misery?" she asked incredulously, her surprise etched clearly across her face. You are feeling pity for something that has destroyed the lives of hundreds of people? Perhaps you are not the woman I had thought you to be. But-
Her voice cut off as Seir's voice echoed loudly through the night air behind her. It was almost strained, drenched in hatred and lust. A shiver went down her back as she realized: it was a lust for her death. Her face hardened, her features becoming near stone-like. She was preparing herself for the inevitable; she did not have enough energy to win this battle. Not after that wench's lucky hit. But she would not go without a fight.
She looked directly into Haveni's eyes, pouring every ounce of her pleading into the glance. "Please, don't do it," she whispered. Please. Breaking their contact, she turned to Noctis. "Take care of her, you oaf. If anything happens to her, I'll introduce your face to my knife." With a light wave of her hand, the air platform the two had been standing on lowered, until they were safely on the ground. Their bonds unraveled. She would need all of the energy and concentration she could get for this one.
She turned to face the Constellation, her hand reaching into her feathered skirt for her dagger. Her features had changed, now replaced by a deadly smile, her eyes agleam with fervor.
"Ready when you are, thief."
This would be fun.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 3:25 pm
Like he needed someone to tell him to take care of Haveni. pft. How much people had told him that message? He was getting damn tired of it. "My guns would know that knife out of your hands quickly." He said sharply, feeling quite relieved as his feet hit solid ground. Damn, being in the air was unnerving. He had really thought Nashara might drop him.
Meanwhile.. Haveni's words.. What was she searching Ruin for? Even Noctis had thought that her reason would be the destruction for Ruin. Something along those lines anyways. Not that it mattered. Ruin had power. Power was what he sought. At least, that was Noctis's original intention.
He glanced up at the sky, eyes opening wide. The usually collected Seir.. that was not the Seir in front of him. Seir radiated bloodlust in waves. Ooh. Not something Noctis wished to get caught up with, he flinched. Nashara.. Brave girl. Or very foolish. Either way, not his problem.
"Haveni.. Honestly, if you were a devil, I'd be a saint. And well, we all know that I'm not a saint. Right?" He said to attempt to lighten the mood. Everyone was after her for their own reasons. Their own expectations.. How she handled that burden.. He would never know.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 3:39 pm
Shaky legs wobbled as she stood. It was too strange to be in the air when one had no means to fly. Dangling, like some puppet!
Her fingers twitched a little at her sides, as if she wanted to ball them into angry fists, but she didn't.
Noctis's words reached her ears, but she didn't turn to face him. "You're not a saint, no, b..but, I don't think you are truly that bad."
A searing pain shot through her, and she shuddered, clutching her chest. It was familiar...that pain she felt when she had first awoken in the middle of a burning room back at the lost village. The anger she had felt must have triggered it.
Of course, she had only said the monster/devil comment out of her anger. She didn't want to be bad, or do bad things. But she had to accept that...Ruin, in a way, was part of her, and therefore, she was...
Nashara's words rang in her head. The fact that people kept almost hunting fo rhe rcaused her heart to fall into a pit.
"Poor little shadow...pitiful little shadow. My arms are open to you..." that familiar voice sounded in her head. No, not now, don't come now...!
Haveni slumped to her knees, holding onto her head. It was hurting, a strange hurt, as if her brain was fighting itself. "Heh, what a lame existence," she removed her hands from her head, her hands dropping to the sand. "Perhaps I should have been born a tool instead of a person. She wanted to use me, those in the village from so long ago only wanted too....and you, too." She stood back up, her eyes lowered to the ground.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 3:55 pm
"Is your head injury getting worse?" He asked, assuming that was the cause of it. But a head injury didnt cause this reaction.. unless it affected the brain? What was wrong with Haveni? He was at her side as she slumped down to the ground, the strange words seemed uncharacteristic of Haveni to say. The soft words uttered made him realize.. No matter whose company she was in, she would be used. .. The words.. long ago.. Where had she lived before this? Apparently, even before this, it seemed like she had a rough experience.
"Well, there's some people who are glad you were born as a person. If you were a tool, I'd never get to meet you, would I?" He said gently, continued on, without waiting for an answer.
"So what? I was using you to get power. If you asked me why I'm by your side now.. it might be a completely different thing. After all, I'd rather not be added to that long heavy list of people you have in your head. " He petted her head as he straightened up. "Besides.. if it's a lame existence, just make it a cool one right?" He grinned, wondering if these words could help her.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 4:15 pm
The words had touched her heart, the gestures as well. But tears began to form in her eyes and deluged themselves upon her cheeks. "Why do you say such kind things..w-..when...when.."
She found herself suddenly terrified. Why had Noctis suddenly turned over a tender leaf to her, becoming jealous and possessive over her that day? Surely it must have been a temporary thing, she thought. A passing fancy, like..like the rest of the women she had seen him ogle at on many occasions.
It was foolish, wasn't it? She was becoming attached to that care, and she knew if that continued..she'd become dependent on it. And if she was dependent on a care that could easily be blown away like leaves on the wind...
"If I keep feeling this way...another Ruin would be born." she had said it very, very softly. She was terrified, terrified of becoming attached, even though she already felt at least part of her was, and terrified of that looming betrayal which she felt would turn her into a monster for real.
Her heart was pounding, and torn. She wanted to stay, but she also wanted to run away, for that fear in her of betrayal had become ever more shrouding. Seir was focused on Nashara, Aeos was helping poor Rosel. She would only have to outrun Noctis, but something told her she wouldn't be fast enough, and a large part of her did not wish to run away, to be alone again.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 4:28 pm
Oh crap. She was crying. He searched his pockets for tissue, coming up empty. He helplessly offered a long sleeve. Wasnt there anyone around the chaos with a tissue?
When what? When she thought he didn't mean it? Well, she probably couldnt believe him after all. He was just a playboy. But even Noctis didn't know if he was serious or not. After all, how could a person who never understood the meaning of 'serious' know if he was or not?
"How would another Ruin be born? After all, there's only one of her and one of you. No matter what you think, you can't split three ways Haveni. Two's possible. Not three. Besides, whatever happened to make Ruin, it won't happen again. Cause I'm in charge of being cool around here. Certainly, we can't have another lame event like whatever happened in the past happen again?" He pointed a thumb towards himself proudly. Like the idiot he was.
"I'm serious about this, okay?!" He said defensively, as if predicting she would say something about his stupidity. Seir, Aeos or Rosel would have said something about it. You dont insult a man when he's at the peak of coolness. It just cuts him down to the point where the man cant get back up.
"Lets stop with this depressing business. We need to do.. something." .. What was that something? They couldnt fight Nashara. Were they supposed to sit back and watch?
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 4:45 pm
Haveni had been listening to his words ever intently, but her heart was beating faster, faster and faster. The world around her was fading away into a memory. That day, oh so, so long ago.
You never know how far your heart can sink into blackness after it has been warmed by love for so long. That betrayal..that man she had loved. She was discarded like an out of date toy, and to make sure she wouldn't reappear, he had hurt her, tried to break her.
That was the first time it happened, wasn't it? The first time this horrible darkness in me came out...what sealed my fate.
She had struck back more violently than she had been hurt, with no control. For that...she had been condemned. Put in the dark, alone. It was dark, and so cold in there, for so, so long...
She could hear Noctis speaking again, and the memory faded slowly, but she was not herself. Her eyes were open but unblinking, her gaze piercing the ground at her feet. The fires had finally been quelled in the inn, ruins smoldering.
And suddenly, she spoke, ever-so-quietly, the same half-possessed words she had spoken to Aeos when they had fought. "Are you going to kill me again?"
Windows in the village broke for no reason, the lights all exploded adn glass went flying everywhere, one after the other, in a direction away from her.
"O...oh." she had recovered herself, a little, and fell to her knees in the sand. "M..my head...and chest, it hurts so much." Her vision was fading in and out of black. Were the dead stirring? She couldn't tell, she didn't know. "P.please, go away. Run away, or you might...I might harm you. I do not...want to hurt you." tears were soaking her cheeks as she struggled to maintain herself.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 5:35 pm
Bloodlust coiled and rolled off him in large waves, making him seem very much like a monster of everyone’s
nightmares with his dark shades and luminescent eyes. There wasn’t a sign of madness on him, hardly; more like
a grand high that only he could feel. Seir already knew very well that Nashara was tired—oh so tired. He could see
it from the distance. Her arm was burnt to a crisp—he had to congratulate Rosel for that shot—and it would make
her easy prey. But really…!
Did she think she could fight him with that? No, it was quite more so because she wanted to put up a fight.
“You accept then,” Seir felt laughter bubbling up, pretentious chuckles spilling from his lips. He tilted his head
slightly, regarding the sudden appearance of brightly painted arrows. With a slight flick of his hand, the thief
quelled his amusement and lashed out with the water literally pulled out from the air like a coiled whip to catch all
but one that flew to graze an arm as he stepped away in the same instant. His gaze slid beyond the countenance
of shadows, trying to find the hidden attacker.
Blond and green stuck out like a sore thumb.
His dark grin widened, thirst prickling his senses. He glanced briefly at Haveni and Noctis, if only to check on their
situation. Murky pleasure flickered to curl sensually over his bloodlust as he noticed Haveni fighting with herself.
However, his attention shifted back to his current targets. I want to kill these two, Seir thought, giving absolutely no
warning as he suddenly created a focused tidal wave of water at Daskri Mal and blurred into the air to spin and
attack Nashara with his claws. He came at her from the side her arm was useless, and intended with every part of
him to claw her insides out.
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 5:51 pm
".. What?" Noctis said in bewilderment. Haveni's voice was so strange.. Did she have this tone before..? She did.. He just couldnt recall when. He killed her? No way. Was she confusing him with someone else? His eyes widened as glass shards erupted everywhere, falling back in shock. What the hell had just happened? Everything was so damned confusing---
"Harming me should be the least of your worries Haveni!-- I told you I'm tough. What's happening?" He asked in a panicked manner, his head turning to look for anyone. Anyone in sight. "Aeos-- Rosel!-- Something really bad's happening here!" He yelled out, hands on Haveni's shoulder, shaking her gently. How he hated Haveni crying in front of him. He could deal with a woman's fake tears just fine-- Just not real ones. Which he hardly, if ever, came across.
Or was this another crazy moment? The thought occurred to him quite late. "Haveni-- Calm down! Calm yourself down!" He took her tearful face in both his hands. But wait.. wasnt this the moment the group had been waiting for? Perhaps it could draw Ruin-- To hell with Ruin, seriously.
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