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Aoikage smiled, left hand and arm going out to his side.
At his command, the fire swooped around behind her, waiting until the walls of water were charging in his direction.
As soon as they were away, he closed his fist, bringing it close to his body.
The small fireballs collapsed into them selves, creating one gigantic sphere of fire all around Morrigan's body.
The man laughed, knowing she would be trapped in the flames.
And they would, no doubt hurt.
As for her wall of water...
Aoikage's two wings condensed into one, and he shot upwards, rocketing high into the realm's ceiling or sky, for it was hard to tell which, putting him perfectly out of the way of the water walls.
His flight happened so fast in fact, that none save Konton himself had seen where the young man had gone.

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In fact, Aoikage was perched in the upper rafters of Konton's palace, looking down on the small figure below.
He smiled to himself, retracting his wing completely into his back. Carefully, the man ran a hand down his blade, speaking an incantation.
It flared red, and he leapt, diving straight down at Morrigan, ready to skewer her with his rapier.
In fact, he descended so quickly, that when he did hit the ground... Aoikage knew he would leave quite the dent.

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When Morrigan realized what was going on, it was too late.
The winds did nothing to push him away, the waters crashing and seeping into the ground.
What was worse was that when Aoikage landed it only forced the blade upward, the priestess' breath cut short.


Kazuhiko nodded. "Yes to all, but please don't be rude. Criminal or not someone is speaking to you. When we die our souls are all equal." he reminded before going pale.
His eyes had widened quickly, his hand moving to his stomach; each time he removed it he expected to see blood. He couldn't anticipate the tears or the sudden rush of warmth to his face... It was like being drugged.
But he didn't say anything. He just looked blankly with the most crushed and confused expression on his face, still scrutinizing his fingertips for even the slightest cell.
"Kazu-kun??" Eara whispered, because she had felt something also. "Kazu... Kazuhiko...."
He just shook his head. "Let's meet Sam." he whispered, taking Bright Eye's hand.
He staggered when he floated, ashen and distant.
Eara remained with Fir.
Someone had to take care of him. She still kept a close hold on him, more or less shielding him from a few of the guards. "Be calm." she advised him gently. "We can wait our turn better than children can, Fir. They're more likely to get impatient... Just be calm."
Easier said than done, she knew, but a woman's voice soothed him.
Well, anyone with a slight seductive tone could, technically, but Fir was a slut.

Morrigan grimaced, her eyes absolutely brilliant.
She didn't say anything, but with her last surge of power she unleashed a shockingly strong burst of holy energy, radiating a blinding light.
It was in truth a beautiful move for the woman to end it with; he didn't get out of this flawlessly, at least.
To top things off, she had already been injured going into battle with him; many of the wounds she suffered weren't his.
It was impressive she had even endured as long as she had under such circumstances.
He flew backwards, the woman just barely held up by her elbows; the tattoos were gone. Her dark hair was matted with blood---mostly her own, although Konton had gone to town on a child as well--in short, she was an absolutely bloody mess.

Kazuhiko nodded. "He's not the one I'm worried about." he admittedly darkly, following her inside.

"Calm down Fir." Eara instructed him gently, holding him from behind. "Calm down..."
She was rubbing his shoulders one by one, and then his neck; she couldn't deny she was using magick as well, but he needed it.
She began to hum a song into his ear quietly, her head resting against his.
It was hard to pay attention to anything else. Eara was going to make sure he was taken care of, and not abused.
Even if that meant preventing him from abusing himself. His own actions had gotten him into plenty of trouble.
"Once you're calm, we can heal you and leave." she reminded. "One step at a time, Fir... One step at a time..."

Kazuhiko blinked. "Big..." he whispered, shaking his head. "Where's Sam?"
Running took too long, so he lifted into the air, taking Bright Eyes along with him. "We need to hurry, though..." he glanced to her. "I think my mum is dying."

Eara pinched Fir's shoulder.
"Be nice." she whispered so only he could hear. "Rat King... You're the Rat King."
But then she did the last thing anyone, including herself, expected.
She pinched his butt. The hitting on would shock him out of the bad mood, coming from her; she had to work Fir to his own advantage before he sabotaged everything.
"You have his word." Eara answered, glancing up at her. "I think his wound's starting to leak again though. If you don't mind checking that out."
She was as impatient as Kazuhiko now, but nothing compared to Fir.

"Over there!" Bright Eyes said happily, pointing to a window on the top floor of the house.
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Fir's eyes widened and her jerked his head back so hard her actually cricked his neck. That was certainly...unexpected.

He slowly looked back to Nemetona and nodded his head. The priestess signaled to the guards, who slowly (and relectuantly) unbound Fir. Nemetona watched him stonely as Fir took a deep breath and pulled his shirt over his head.

He kept his scars from Kit illusioned, but there on his right collar bone was the remains of what had been a beautiful green triquetra tattoo. It had been horribly distorted and marred by heavy scaring all over the area.
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Maeve giggled. "Well its a dream for the immediate future. Those are usually my speciality. If you want to talk long term, talk to Thom about his dreams."