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 Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2005 11:34 pm
Teresa would roll out of Tenma's attack and simply stay laying down. Catching her breath..she had enough training for one day. What she wanted to do now was drink something, eat something, and rest. Slowly pushing herself up to her feet and giggling after watching Shin use that pebble to hit Tenma with it.
Pushing back her long black braid. Standing up straight she would then bow to the two of them respectifully. "Sorry..but I am in the need of rest at the moment."
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2005 9:10 am
As he walked back he lost his balance when a pebble hit him the the forehead. Looking at shin he sat down on the ground, pulling the moonblade out of his sash and setting it next to him.
"I'll take that as an end session."
He said a bit jokingly.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 5:22 am
[edited due to ed's last stadium post]
The young waitress and Lucind had just reached the other side of the camp when the Half-Siren stopped, turned around and looked back at the stadium laying now in some distance. She narrowed her eyes and frowned, her ears wiggling when she concentrated on the sounds coming from the huge building: a faint but growing roaring could be heard from within.
Lucind noticed the trees nearest to the stadium began to sway and softly bowing towards it. A few seconds later, gusts of wind rushed over the whole camp, tousleing her hair, whirling up dust and leaves.
Then the storm became visible above the arena due to the red mist and light things being twirled and twisted...until everything compressed into a thin funnel.
Run...
The girl blinked. "Miss Lucind...?"
Spinning round alarmed, Lucind repeated.
I said run. Get away from here - now!
The girl startled at Lucind's sudden harsh voice in which another, unhuman and urging undertone resonated. She didn't know what was going on, but the girl felt Lucind's seriousness so she did as she was told to and sprinted away.
The Half-Siren took the single pearl off of her earring and it turned into her e'shaton.
Lucind saw that the storm began to mess up the camp: tents were teared off their anchoring and blown into the air as were also huge branches and smaller trees.
Those who had erected this camp and other uninjured persons desperately tried to evacuate the place - and Lucind did her best to help them.
But soon the force of the natural power within the arena became too strong, she could barely stand up but had to crawl and rammed the pointed end of her staff into the ground to get hold. Furthermore, the vortex didn't only suck everything loose in but also spat objects back out, hauling them several hundred metres over the stadium's wall: debris, chunks of the wall, seats, weapons...and bodies.
Somehow, Lucind managed to avoid those mortal projectiles and to wedge her staff between the roots of a heavy, old tree. Clinging to it she hoped it would hold long enough until... Well, until what?
Enki had said something about a person wanting to bring God's revenge upon the stadium. And as it seemed, this intention worked out: piece by piece, the stadium broke.
Suddenly, Lucind had to give up her position, within a second her staff returned back into its pearl shape, she jumped and rolled sidewards - and a particulary large slap crashed down where she had just been.
Uttering swearwords she now tried to find something else to get grip on and she helplessy rolled several feet until she used the fork-like end of her staff again, digging it into the ground while she had to see other people being tossed around or even heaved up.
But then - something changed. The force of the wind was interrupted and Lucind's look was drawn towards the stadium because out of the corner of her eye she'd noticed a soft shimmering above the damaged wall: as if the sun was about to rise a second time this day above the stadium, a glow in shades of orange and red grew and Lucind thought to hear another roaring - that of bursting flames.
She turned around and managed to stand up though she still had to fight against the sucking, swirling wind. People shouted exitedly and pointed upwards: a flaming bird, an unbelievable huge Phoenix rose out of the arena's center up into the sky, breaking through the tornado is if it was nothing, soaring higher and higher until it crashed through the sky ring. And still it flew higher as if to embrace heaven itself, when it suddenly exploded into radiating, somehow touching light.
Lucind sighed.
Was it...over now?
But...what the?
Lucind blinked. Right in front of the battered building suddenly several people appeared, the same intense glowing of the Phoenix around them for a moment. She wasn't quite sure but she thought to recognize known faces.
So she started to walk again towards the stadium, though still alarmed of what might come next.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 7:53 pm
Up a tree deeper into the forest in an area of old elvish homes Acacia had taken up residence in an old gnarled elf house, selected by her for being higher off the ground the most of the surrounding homes. It was a good find for her, and very safe indeed. Even if the less then friendly inhabitants of the forest were to find her way up there in that tree they would have a heck of a time hacking their way in. All entrances were very well sealed from the inside, Acacia had made sure of that and only she could open the way to get in and out.
Currently though security was the least of her problems as she wasn't just taking care of herself the girl her brother had given her was still there and not getting any better. Acacia didn't know very much about medicine and the girl was very sick, plus she was a little strange. She acted half like an animal and looked a little like one too, sporting a bushy tail and pointy ears. Currently the girl was feverish and only managed to say a few actual words, the rest were just strange little forest creature noises. Acacia had done her best to clean up and bandage the badly infected cut on the girls foot, but she liked to squirm and kept tearing off her bandages in wild movements. Acacia wished her brother would find them soon, he would know how to deal with this strange animal girl, and hopefully save her before the infection killed the poor thing.
Then as if her silent wish had finally been answered a faint soft hiss driffed through the trees of the forest with a name carried on it for any who could understand the snakes tongue.
"aaacaaaaasssssiiiiiaaaaaa" It was so faint that she barely caught it at first but it came again, louder and searching so she answered it back in the same manner.
"Deeeeeeeoooooooo" a soft low hiss in reply and Deo honed in on it, finding his little sister in a tree den with branced safely twisted around it. They contored just for him and he climbed in, the questioning face of his sister greeting him. The violet eyes so like his own. She wanted to know what became of her precious home.
"I'm sorry." He paused, it seemed his throat was dry and his voice cracked. "It is gone, I stayed and watched it all but I could do nothing. Your Stadium is gone. The man you admired so greatly, the one called Kraun, he destroyed it." Acacia gasped, she couldn't believe that Kraun would ever do such a thing, he had always seemed like a pacifist.
Acacia didn't get a chance to answer though as the wild girl took that oppertune moment to wake up, and halucinating with fever, made a break for the ladder leading upto a second floor of this particular dwelling. She only made it up two steps though before fainting, Deo was right there to catch her and with that he set to work healing her, a simple job for himself. He was very accomplished in many magic arts, the only problem being that it was very old magic and though strong it had its short comings. The spell he performed healed the wild young woman completely but it required both Deo and the girl to go into a hibernative state for three days to be fully effective. So with that Acacia was left to fend for herself and protect the slumbering bodies of her brother and the creature he had, for some reason chosen to save.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 11:36 pm
(( And the quoting begins... because I don't... um... something. Shut up. )) Lucind Varhetel Lucind saw that the storm began to mess up the camp: tents were teared off their anchoring and blown into the air as were also huge branches and smaller trees. Those who had erected this camp and other uninjured persons desperately tried to evacuate the place - and Lucind did her best to help them. But soon the force of the natural power within the arena became too strong, she could barely stand up but had to crawl and rammed the pointed end of her staff into the ground to get hold. Furthermore, the vortex didn't only suck everything loose in but also spat objects back out, hauling them several hundred metres over the stadium's wall: debris, chunks of the wall, seats, weapons...and bodies. However, there was one man, one very special man amongst those still in the encampment that was the exception from this rule... as he always seemed to be. Still too hell-bent on finding a place to get some cotton candy, the young man wandered through the encampment; despite the whipping tent flaps and torn free ropes that had bound the tents to stakes in the ground he did not seem phased in the least... until a stone block about the size of a volkswagon landed beside him and made a crater in the earth. "HoSHIT!" the young man shouted, toppling over backwards both from surprise at the debris and the force of the impact upon the ground beside him. Everything within a good twenty feet was sprayed with mud and grass as the section of stone sunk itself into the ground and tore a swath through the grassy field from its own momentum. Suddenly it seemed as if the sky was filled with a rain of stones, though, when more rocks began falling, thrown from afar with a great force... one that was as mysterious as- ...that gigantic twister tearing apart the massive structure on the horizon. "...wait... when did they put east in THAT direction!? scream " the boy asked suddenly with a confused blink; seeming to forget entirely about the debris for the time being and simply staring wide-eyed at the enormous structure that seemed to be coming down one way or another within the next few moments. His hand flailed about as if it were detatched from his body as he pointed accusingly at the stadium, accusing it of sneaking up on him while he hadn't been looking... right up until about the point when a twelve-foot long section of stadium stands came whipping through the air and nearly took his head off. "Jimminy Cricket, boi! eek gonk " he screamed in panic after scrambling behind the huge stone that had landed beside him earlier; his back pressed up against it as he breathed heavily, trying to calm his rapid heartbeat a bit. "This place is nutz!" Two more stones collided in the air a distance above the encampment, shattering to pieces from the impact, and rained down the debris upon the tents in the form of a hail of stones that tore through the tops of those that were still standing; which caused the tatters to catch in the violent winds and tear the tents apart, as well as off from the ground. Now, being a man of little brain- er... I mean... a man of little attention span but still an average amount of common sense, the young man knew that lightning never struck twice in the same place... so, he figured that he could apply this principle to rocks falling from the sky, as well. One had already landed here, and there were plenty of other places for the rest of them to get to, so plopping himself down to wait it out behind this boulder seemed like the best course of action at the time. Obviously so, considering that he was soon joined by half a dozen other people, who took shelter from both the winds and the debris in what the lad soon began to call 'home base'... mainly because someone would run out from time to time to grab another passerby and drag them back to the safe zone with them... like a big game of tag. Vahn Kyonuske Not a single soul would be harmed or killed this day.
All the rubble, and various objects flying around were simply burned to ash themselves, effected apparently by the very real and harmful flame of this phoenix, as if the flame could tell the difference between what should be cleansed and what should be destroyed.
A young boy, looking about five or so, and missing his two front teeth, hopped up in front of the mysterious-young-man-with-a-cat-on-his-head-that-had-miraculously-not-fallen-off and began bouncing about.
"Is it done yet! Huh? Is it!?""Aaaah... young one, you must learn patience..." the cat-head man began speaking, eyes closed, in a sage-like voice as he sat, propped against the stone, "The blizzard does not hold its fury so that the lilac may thrive in warm-" "All the thtuff thtopped falling!"Cat-head man... tipped over. Twitching. " crying " It was true, though... the flames of the phoenix had cleansed the sky of every last piece of the stadium that had been hurled to the four winds. No more stones, bodies, or pieces of aluminum-bench seating rained down from the sky onto them and the other survivors that remained in the encampment... just... the uncomfortable silence of the calm after the storm. "Oh, s**t, what was that? sweatdrop " the young cat-head said as he clammored his way onto the top of the boulder that they had all been taking shelter behind in order to get a clearer view of the damage... or absolute destruction, as the situation was. There was nothing left. A foundation, a few walls here and there that hadn't been totally torn up, but all in all the imposing structure upon the horizon had been reduced to a cracked shell of what it had been... But- Lucind Varhetel She turned around and managed to stand up though she still had to fight against the sucking, swirling wind. People shouted exitedly and pointed upwards: a flaming bird, an unbelievable huge Phoenix rose out of the arena's center up into the sky, breaking through the tornado is if it was nothing, soaring higher and higher until it crashed through the sky ring. And still it flew higher as if to embrace heaven itself, when it suddenly exploded into radiating, somehow touching light. Lucind blinked. Right in front of the battered building suddenly several people appeared, the same intense glowing of the Phoenix around them for a moment. She wasn't quite sure but she thought to recognize known faces. So she started to walk again towards the stadium, though still alarmed of what might come next. "LAND HO!!!!!!!!! scream " Obviously the cat-head knew little about the word 'respect', considering the was standing atop the piece of stadium that had nearly crushed him, like a conquering hero, and thrusting his fist triumphantly into the air towards where the phoenix had vanished. Perhaps his intentions had been pure enough, but perhaps a 'hey, would you look at that over there, a bunch of survivors, maybe even your relatives that you were all worried about, just appeared in a glowing ball of coolness' might have sufficed a little bit better than shouting out that he had found solid ground after months at sea... ...just maybe. Either way, it did serve the purpose of getting everyone's attention upon him, and, through his gestures, to the fading glow of the phoenix's parting gift to the stadium: a few dazed and confused people, unharmed, but hardly at ease with what had just happened... "Talley Ho, men!" the cat-head screamed, rallying the people behind him as he jumped from the top of the boulder to the ground, and began to run towards the stadium, and the group of survivors that had appeared there... half the camp in tow behind him as he did so.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 12:29 am
"Oomph!"
It wasn't quite an 'ouch', but it wasn't quite an 'eep' either... sort of like the sound that a person makes when the car goes over a pothole in the road. A little bit of surprise, and a little bit of discomfort.
Rebecca put her hands on the ground beside her to keep herself from slipping down any further. She had been in the stadium, with the other few survivors, when the phoenix rose and took them with it to safe ground. The light was blinding, the flames intense, but even though they seemed to burn the world to ashes and to nothing, they were scaresely more than warm to the touch when they had enveloped her as the structure came down around her.
However, the light had been blinding, and now that it was gone and she was... or had been... on her feet again, a slight disorientation set in, and her vision swam with sunspots. That is how she ended up where she was now, sullying the bum of her newly gifted bottoms in the gravel left in the debris outside of where the stadium had once stood magnificently.
Though, she wasn't the only one...
"Are you alright, little lady?" A tall man, looking to be about middle aged, and proudly bearing a scar across the underside of his left eye, leaned down over her and extended a hand in offer to help the girl to her feet.
"Just... fine..." she replied to him, not looking up at first, but realizing as quickly as her head cleared that she should take him up on his offer. She used his help to pull herself to her feet again on the uneven terrain that the small group of survivors had been set down upon, yet at the same time felt bad for needing to do so. She felt bad about a lot of things right now... largely due to her own failures that, now, seemed to be dancing circles about her so that she could not help but see them no matter which way she turned.
"I'm sorry," she appologized quickly, patting her hands upon her butt to brush off some of the white concrete powder which had clung to the backside of the clothes that Twitch had, for all she knew, lent the girl for the time being. "There are other people who need help more than me."
"Yes..." the man started, rubbing his chin in deep thought, "...but I don't think anyone here is a doctor, and I don't know what happened to the infirmary staff when the building stared coming down..."
Her face reddened slightly as she stepped away and looked around quickly at the other survivors; noting that some of them were uninjured, while others were unconcious, or even risked dying from their injuries without any medical attention.
Beside her, seeming so still and lifeless that she hadn't even noticed him before, when she had fallen, there lie a man prone upon his back, with a leg that looked as if it had been crushed beneath a section of the wall before he had been teleported away from under it...
...and her resolve melted.
"B-b-buh..." Suddenly stammering, she spun quickly around and began to back away from the injured man, whom just a moment before she had been wanting to help. His injury... no, his whole leg was soaked with blood from the wound... and it brought back memories of what had just come to pass.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! gonk crying "
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 11:21 am
On her way back to the stadium, now laying in ruins, Lucind found several men who weren't injured and willing to follow her to look if someone of those who had just appeared in front of the crashed wall needed help - from the distance, Lucind had noticed that some of them weren't moving.
She arrived when a girl with long brown hair and dusty clothes started to squeal after taking a close look on an seriously injured man.
Miss Raven and Enki were also there.
Lucind approached the squeaking girl.
There, there...calm down, please. Are you okay?
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 11:27 am
Lucind Varhetel Lucind approached the squeaking girl. There, there...calm down, please. Are you okay?By the time that Lucind had reached the group of survivors, Rebecca had already withdrawn; shrinking back, away from any injured that she saw in her state of panic, and finally huddling herself up against a collapsed section of the wall; with her back pressed against and her tear-filled eyes pressed shut tightly. "I... I..." She couldn't seem to choke out the words that she was trying for; she couldn't seem to say 'I'm fine', or 'don't mind me'. She hadn't been hurt, but she had certainly been scared witless... Since an early age the girl had always been terrified of the sight of blood flowing feely. A scratch or a scrape didn't bother her at all, but an open wound that bled profusely would cause her breath to catch in her throat in any normal situation. However, today had been far from normal... "So much... blood..." she whispered as she bit her lip; her arms hugging her own shoulders and her knees pulled up against her chest as she shivered. ...perhaps Providence had not caused her harm, but she certainly had not come away from today unscathed...
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 12:01 pm
Scanning the scene, Lucind realized that they needed help from outside. Some of those who had erected the camp had already started to pick up the wounded and unconscious - but there was little left to carry them properly and most items of medical care like bandages, compresses, pain-killers or disinfectants lay scattered around.
So she asked if someone could make sure that Latent and the other towns got informed of the situation at this place.
Lucind then knelt down in front of the girl and smiled faintly.
It's okay...it's over now. We'll make sure that everyone here is taken care of. - What's your name?
Of course she knew that nothing was fine now and that many who had witnessed this day would have nightmares for quite some time.
But the girl was under shock and could need any friendly, soothing word.
Lucind took off her jacket and put it around the girls shoulder.
I think it's better if you come with me now. Away from here. What do you say, hm?
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 12:50 pm
(( Sorry. sweatdrop Disappeared for a moment... xp )) Lucind Varhetel Lucind then knelt down in front of the girl and smiled faintly. It's okay...it's over now. We'll make sure that everyone here is taken care of. - What's your name?The girl's grip tightened around herself, and she began to shudder more violently when Lucind knelt down in front of her; the proximity to someone that she didn't know when she was in such a state causing a little more panic to rise up in her. However, when Lucind spoke, in the kind, warm tone that sirens always do, it seemed as if that uneasiness simply melted away from her. "R-r-rebecca, ma'am..." She picked up her head to look up at Lucind, and then managed to stutter out a responce. Lucind Varhetel Lucind took off her jacket and put it around the girls shoulder. I think it's better if you come with me now. Away from here. What do you say, hm?The girl shrunk back from the touch instantly... but a moment later forced herself to accept it. She was in a bad way right now, and it was no easier for her to be so jumpy than it was for Lucind or anyone else to see her like that. A forced smile was pushed onto her face, and she nodded silently to the woman in front of her. Another jacket, it seemed... Was she really so pathetic that she could not help herself? First Twitch, and now this woman, that wanted to wrap her up in something to protect her from the world. "Y-yes... ma'am..." the two slowly spoken words came out separately as Rebecca pulled her knees under her again and tried to stand; still feeling a little lightheaded from her panic attack, but at the very least the sunspots in her vision had faded in the time that had passed since the phoenix had departed.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 1:19 pm
((don't worry, I'm running around here, doing stuff and check the posts from time to time^^)) Lucind nodded slowly. She heared that one of the injured started to moan, he'd obviously regained his consciousness. But she didn't turn her head around as not to distract the girl. Okay, Rebecca. - Yes, that's good...easy.., she murmured when Rebecca tried to stand up. Lucind was glad to realize that her voice still had its coaxing touch although she was exhausted again due to the fight against that storm - so the effect of her nap was gone. Rebecca "Y-yes... ma'am..." the two slowly spoken words came out separately as Rebecca pulled her knees under her again and tried to stand; still feeling a little lightheaded from her panic attack, but at the very least the sunspots in her vision had faded in the time that had passed since the phoenix had departed. She decided to not just give her an supporting arm to prevent Rebecca from jumping again. By the way, my name's Lucind.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 1:34 pm
(( Yeah... sweatdrop ::Should be cleaning. ninja :: ))
"I'm fi-" her left leg buckled momentarilly when she put weight on it; though she quickly caught herself again and smiled meekly towards Lucind so that she wouldn't seem like so much of a pittiful thing as she felt right now. "...fine."
Rebecca tried not to look around, but, instead, simply pulled the jacket from off of her shoulders; folding it over her forearm; and offered it back to Lucind appologetically...
"Ma'am... Lucind... I... I'm sorry about that, just there... I was a little..." her gaze dropped down, staring at the ground as she held out the jacket. She didn't want to take it. If she took it then that would just mean she was accepting more pity.
"...it doesn't matter..." Rebecca whispered a moment later, shaking her head... Then, as if a lightswitch had suddenly been turned on, she picked her head up and smiled as broadly as she could, drastically changing the way she seemed to look in that situation.
"So, ma'am... er... Lucind. Lucind. Lucind... where is away...?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 1:53 pm
((uhh cleaning...my room could need that, too>_<))
Lucind could see how Rebecca tried hard to bee strong and not to give in her fear. With another smile she took her jacket back and replied:
You don't have to apologize. Believe me, it's no easy job for me either to see this, silently referring to the chaos around, and to remember what has happened...inside...
For a moment Lucind's voice trailed off as the images of the past few hours were called back and her eyes became cold for a second.
Then, facing Rebecca again, she continued:
We're going to Latent as it lies closest. And I hope that soon more will come here to help. Someone's already off to call for help.
Lucind made one, two steps and watched if Rebecca followed her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 2:18 pm
"Onwards, men! TO VICTORY!!! scream "
...it didn't really make much sense that he was screaming battlecries at this point, but then again, it didn't make much sense that a load of stones had just fallen from the sky onto what he was still convinced was a carnival. He was simply shouting whatever came to mind to rally the men, women, children, and puppy dogs... and it worked, apparently.
The group of about 15 or 16 ran across the open field and onto the concrete where the grass gave way to the stadium foundation. It didn't take long for them to reach the group of survivors, and when they did, everyone seemed to completely disperse from the semblance of a group that they had been in, when every one of the concerned individuals spread out to search for their loved ones among the survivors.
"...er... eh?" the young man blinked and looked around suddenly, noticing that he was no longer leading a charging mass of people, but was instead left alone and to his own devices upon the edge of the gathering. He looked around, confused, as did the stuffed cat upon his head, that followed his own movements by virtue of being on his head...
"MEDIC! gonk " he shouted... having no medical training or experience of his own beyond a little bit of first aid, he really didn't have anything that he could do to help. Everyone who needed to be was already laid out upon the ground, and someone had already been dispatched to find someone with some medical experience.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 2:19 pm
"Latent...?"
She had heard the name before, but not in reference to a town... She tried to recall where she had heard it, but she could not recall anythign specific about the name, itself; simply that it had drifted more than once from the loose tongues of arena patrons, while they drank and talked of the spectacles in the stadium.
"Yes... um..." She wasn't quite sure how to respond to that... a 'yes' seemed appropriate, but she wasn't sure if she was agreeing to go, agreeing to the destination, or simply agreeing in general... Maybe she was simply agreeing to getting far away from this horrid scene that held nothing but painful memories and broken dreams.
A sharp and quick nod followed as Lucind turned, and Rebecca slowly picked up her own feet and followed after, not wanting to leave behind the wounded, but knowing that she would never be able to help them with the way she was at the sight of blood...
"Yes, ma'am. Please lead."
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