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Junction //~ Zethar
Level //~ 7 {+6 exp}
Health //~ 600/600
Location //~ Winhill Garden, by the elevators
Magic //~ Blizzard (2), Aero (1), Haste (1), Cure (2)

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Lisanna had to admit he was right, it wasn’t common to come upon such a name. Especially when you included the other indicators such as the fact they looked alike, and that he had a missing sister whilst she had never known her family. It couldn’t all just be a coincidence. Nevertheless, Lisanna wanted some way to be sure. A family was the one thing she’d always wanted more than anything, so for there to be even the slightest possibility of her finally having it she wanted to make absolutely sure it was real. She carefully took the picture Salem held and brought it close to her face to look at it. It was clearly old and considerably worn, as if he’d carried it around for a long time. The two babies in the picture were a boy and a girl with snowy white hair and blue eyes, and their parents holding them…Lis caught her breath, turning the picture over to read the words on the back. Salem and Lisanna. So it had to be true. Her fingers brushed over the inky letters her mother must have scrawled out so many years ago. ”This is….wow…” She breathed.

Eventually she managed to tear her gaze away from it and look back up at Salem, who was smiling at her. Lisanna suddenly felt so happy she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry or throw her arms around Salem and hug the stuffing out of him. Her little brother standing right in front of her, such a simple thing but for her it was hardly believable. For now, however… ”I-I think…I need to sit down…” She managed to say, still sounding rather stunned. ”Perhaps we should head upstairs…? The ball will start soon and there’s so much I want to ask you…” They had all night to talk and catch up, so they might as well get upstairs instead of standing around here. All night wouldn’t make up for seventeen years of being apart, but it was a start. Besides, wasn’t he supposed to be playing for the ball, since he was obviously a musician? She didn’t want to make him late. Lisanna was also aware that Kalay was still there and she didn’t want to keep him standing around either, as he was probably bored by their little family reunion by now. She gave him an apologetic smile.

”Sorry for making you wait like this, Kal…” She said softly before looking back at Salem again and carefully holding out the picture for him. It was probably very precious to him, after all. She had so many questions for him about their parents, like what were their names and where were they from? Were they even still alive? And of course why…why had they given her away? They could all wait until they were upstairs though. Lisanna needed to sit down before she fell over from the shock this unexpected little event had hit her with.

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Junctions: Leviathan
Level: 6
Health: 500/500
Mood: Uncomfortable..
Location: Winhill Garden
Magic: Water (3), Blizzard (2)

Song(s) of the moment: Fabula Nova Crystallis

Riyel's laughter made Lloyd's face turn beet red from embarrassment. With quite a bit of effort Lloyd forced the clump of lemon bars in his cheeks down his throat. Once clear he took a deep breath thankful he didn't choke. The moment he tried to speak up, Lloyd felt a soft cloth on his mouth. The light cloth glided gently wiping his mouth clean. His bright turquoise irises never stopped watching her. As Sophia realized what she was doing, their deep gazes locked for just a second. However, the chime from the Headmaster's glass took all attention in the room. He gave a toast in honor of the new young operatives who joined the SeeD ranks this day.

Lloyd smiled as the headmaster move to open the doors of the ballroom. Suddenly the announcer's voice blared over the intercom and began describing the events of the evening. With the doors of the ballroom opened and everyone beheld the majesty of the ballroom. Stunning in every sense of the word! Lloyd was speechless as he looked in feeling out of place all of a sudden. Was this the kind of luxury he could expect as a SeeD?

Suddenly Sophia cut off his thoughts and began to walk into ballroom. "W-wait up!" he spoke up quickly catching up with her. Everything in the room called for Lloyd's attention, the amount of sheer detail and the presentation was out of this world. However, Sophia seemed right at home here. She shined in this atmosphere and was so lady like, on the other hand Lloyd seemed as comfortable as a penguin in the Kalahari.

Was this the difference between them? Every gesture, even her stride was refined and lady like. For the first time in a while, the blonde felt outclassed. Eventually she found a seat and Lloyd took one at the same table. The expression on his face was one of a young man just trying to fit in. Sure he could joke about the ball, but now that he was actually her with the young woman he wanted to be here with... he couldn't help but feel somewhat distant from her.

Sophia was beautiful, wise, and talented. Whereas, Lloyd was brash, emotionally driven, and irresponsible at times. The whole reason he became a SeeD was to protect Fisherman's Horizon, and those who lived there. But..well right now Lloyd stomach was in knots. What was making him second guess himself? Dancing with Sophia? Whatever it was...he just had a bad feeling.

Junctions: Bahamut (Magic, Vitality)
Level: 7
Health 650/650
Magic: Fire (5), Cure (3), Protect (3), Scan (1)


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Nona knew she was wasting time; the ball wasn’t going to get any less imposing with a few more minutes’ delay. It hadn’t seemed quite so...threatening earlier in the day. Out in the daylight, in town. Or maybe it was being around Sophia, who seemed almost as nervous as Nona had felt. It was easier to forget her own unease when someone else was wearing it so much more plainly. When Sophia had mumbled that she wasn’t planning to go to the ball, it had set Nona off. The memory of her rebuke earlier in the day only made her more aggravated with herself as she lingered in her dorm, pretending she needed to do this before she left, or fix that before heading out. The Nona of eight hours ago would have berated her and had every right to.

The figure in the wall mirror stared back at her as she worked up her nerve. Interrupting her thoughts, the voice of the Announcer – why did she not know his name? Weird – broke in over the PA system all throughout the Garden. The address was directed toward the graduates, but the whole Garden could hear his voice offering consolation that Nona knew from experience was meaningless. It was starting. Nona looked back at her mirror and let her inner monologue overcome the voice from the ceiling. This is nothing compared to the exam. Just...get moving Refusing to give herself the chance to back out, she headed for the door and pushed it open, moving down the hall facing stiffly forward.

For once the Announcer made himself useful; mentioning the bands gave her something else to focus on in those crucial moments. She left her guitar behind, of course, but the thought of grabbing one from some moron from a wedding band and showing the ball what real music was gave her some much-needed support from within. Some of which vanished as she emerged into the central area of the Garden and spotted a number of figures crowded around the elevator. Even at this distance, some were recognizable; the green hair of Rabbit Boy and his little sister stuck out at a hundred paces. The latter vanished into the elevator with...Nona thought it was Taeria. Between the dress and the distance, it was tricky, but the white hair was a good clue. Others she didn’t recognize; no less than two men also with platinum blonde hair. Coincidental. It didn’t matter who it was, though; Nona avoided the elevator like a plague.

A staircase nearby took Nona up to the second floor classrooms. The halls were abandoned; everyone was gathered in the ballrooms above. The same stairwell didn’t go to the third floor; the only way to the area where the headmaster resided was the elevator. Still, it let her avoid...people. By the time she reached the elevator, it had emptied out and came quickly at her button-mediated summons. Nona stepped inside, hit the button, and took a deep breath as the doors closed, sealing her in. Nowhere to go but up.

Nona made her way through the gilded doors a minute later.

The girl’s entrance was without ceremony, but that didn’t mean it was unnoticed. Even with her hair taken care of more thoroughly and her new attire, she was very much recognizable. She forsook cosmetics in favor of a natural look which failed to hide how pale her cheeks were with the thought of the ball. Nona’s dress looked no less suitable for the event than any other, but the garment made her feel...vulnerable. The wine red gown exposed so much, left her shoulders and arms bare, exposed much of her legs...Even with her cleaned up black boots, she had nothing to hide the length of her legs in front where the skirt was shortest. She stood in front of the doors for a few moments, uncomfortably unsure of where to go. Growing angry with herself for her own hesitation. What did she expect, someone to come fawn over her and sweep her into the event? Stupid. She moved off in a random direction to get out of the way, maybe find some wall to support and let this whole event just pass by...

She would have taken solace in the band’s music, perhaps, but they had yet to start playing. Instead, as she neared the edge of the room, she heard a more distant sound than any offered by the stage. Was that...a violin? The crooning of the stringed instrument gave her something to head toward. Nona avoided the center of the room out of...well, best not to think of what urged her to keep to the side. Nona found herself near the outside balcony. There was only a single occupant past the door. She thought he was one of the white-haired men she had seen earlier, but it was hard to be sure. What she was sure of was that the tune of the violin, seemingly improvised, helped soothe her own unease.

Nona found herself leaning against the wall near the door, crossing her arms in an effort to feel a little less...exposed. How did she get talked into this dress again? She shook her head faintly and focused on the music, her eyes distantly taking in the palatial room in front of her. If she actually went out onto the balcony, she'd never come back inside, so she anchored herself nearby.

It was going to be a long evening.

((Nothing in the picture is relevant except the actual dress)

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Kalay felt like he suddenly wasn't needed in the situation when Salem and Lis started talking, so taking the hint he relaxed back against the railing between walkway and reflection pool as he watched them. Carbuncle settled down in his lap, but seemed very unhappy about something. 'I don't like him.' 'Be fair. You just met him.' It seemed like the two were just watching Lisanna and Salem, but they were actually talking back and forth about the situation. It seemed like Carbuncle didn't like Salem, but Kalay seemed completely fine with him. Eventually, while the two siblings of white in front of him spoke, Kalay managed to talk Carbuncle down to a relaxed state, and the GF curled up in his lap to take a nap, Kalay stroking it's fur very gently. It was during this time that Kalay watched the two in front of him with a rather passive expression, his yellow eyes seeming to show he was amused at the meeting even if his expression showed very little. He was happy for them, and it reminded him of coming home to see Ellale after being away for so long, granted he had always known he had a sister, so it also wasn't the same.

It seemed that Salem had a picture, of which Lisanna seemed to take as the proof she needed. She did something odd though, looking over at Kalay and apologizing for 'making him wait', as if Kalay ever felt like he needed to do anything in a hurry. "I'm quite fine, actually." Kalay said in an amused tone, motioning to Carbuncle whom appeared to be fast asleep. The situation changed yet again though when Salem said he would have time to talk to them later, and that Lis should enjoy her evening. He finally directed something to Kalay, calling him Kal, probably because Lisanna just had, not that Kalay minded. "I didn't plan otherwise." Kalay responded with a nod to the young man before watching Salem walk away almost oddly. Carbuncle looked up and met Salem's eyes, getting a scowl. "I really don't like him." the GF thought bitterly, looking up at Kalay whom smirked down at him. "Good thing you're not related to him, huh?' He teased.

Annoyed with this, Carbuncle jumped from Kalay's lap and wandered towards the elevator, sitting next to it while watching the two instructors. It honestly looked like the GF was pouting, making Kalay chuckle as he watched it. "Well, I suppose we should join the festivities. It sounds like they've started." Kalay was right in that regard, even though the reflection pool was silent, there was a certain pressure to the air that suggested a lot of sound above them. Kalay got to his feet and made his way to the elevator, pulling his hands into his pockets as he went, seemingly very relaxed, compared to carbuncle who looked irritated. "Don't be so bitter, Carbuncle. He won't steal Lis away from you. You're too easily made to be jealous." Kalay teased, getting what may or may not have been an annoyed look from Carbuncle. With that, Kalay pressed the elevator button, one of the other elevators opening. Kalay motioned for Lis to go first, Carbuncle padding into the elevator with a huff.

xxxxxxxxxx ❀ Taeria "TL" Limmari ❀



xxxx๑Junctions๑ Chero 1000/1000
xxxx๑Level๑ 5 (+4)
xxxx๑Health๑ 550/550
xxxx๑Location๑ Windhill Garden, with Ellale on the third floor
dress
xxxx๑Magic๑ Cure- (?4), Cura- (1), Quake (?)
xxxx๑Music๑
xxxx๑Draws๑ Cure




Tae gave a sigh of relief when Ellale agreed they should go and that indeed it was getting a bit strange. It wasn’t just that it was strange that had her itching to go, it was one of the boys, the one that looked like her, Hiro, that had her wanting to get out of the situation as fast as they could go. Making their way up the stairs Tae was rather quiet compared to any other time when she hung out with Ellale. But to see the skip return to the young girls walk as they made their way up to the next level made her smile. She was glad to see that her Kitten was in better spirits and feeling a bit better if not still a little sore. It was to be expected after what they went through.

Her hand fell to her side as Ellale released it to skip into the elevator twirling as she did. Tae’s smile brightened up her face and reached her eyes a bit. The dress was rather stunning and was enough for Tae to stop for another moment to take her in before she joined her.

Tae tried not to think of why Hiro was here or the fact that he was hanging out with Mrs. Everetts long lost brother; which was just strange on its own. Instead she focused on the girl next to her, her partner to the dance, her friend and maybe even more than that. She listened to their soft breathing slightly echoing in the elevator before blinking upon the broken silence. It was then that she realized she’d been staring at Ellale. Turning her head she pondered on the idea. To be honest she hadn’t a clue what it all meant. “Perhaps only time will tell us what that all entails. I’m sure each operate is still learning things each and every day. If they didn’t, it wouldn’t be much of a way in living. I’m not sure about you but I enjoy learning something.” Then again it also depended on what that was as well. Her brother was a fine example of that. She hadn't liked it when she spotted him. So many emotions flowed through her at once it was hard to contain and perhaps even too painful. Perhaps that was the true reason why she wanted to leave and head up to the ball that already sounded like it had started.

The elevators opened revealing to them a long hallway where they had been earlier that day with the head master. Tables of food lined the walls where anyone could put together their meal. At the end of the hallway opposite of where the headmaster’s office sat was the ball room. From where she stood it had a golden hue to it. It was a breath taking sight to behold indeed. Unlike the other students that had made their way up here before them, they didn't have to wait to head right in. Holding out a hand to Ellale she headed towards the food first. “I’m starving.” In fact she hadn't had much to eat all that day. Hopefully though she didn't over stuff herself and get sick.




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Junctions: Leviathan
Level: 6
Health: 500/500
Mood: Dangit I can't move!
Location: Winhill Garden
Magic: Water (3), Blizzard (2)

Song(s) of the moment: Laughter and Merriment

As Lloyd was lost in his pit of self pity, he suddenly began to register a growing level of pain. Hm...it was familiar...and ow ow OW!!! Lloyd completely forgot about his sadness for the moment and attempted to struggle against the simple hold. Truthfully it didn't hurt too much, but more times than naught there were bones cracking and muscle straining before long. It was funny, since Lloyd was assigned under Kyrrdis's as his pupil each day made him a bit more resilient. The man worked the boy to the bone from dawn to dusk and never let up. Thanks to being raised in Fisherman's horizon Lloyd could take it, however fishing and running 99 laps around the garden were two very different things.

Though, through it all Kyrrdis seemed to take pride in Lloyd and had raised him a fair bit as well. Lloyd even brought Kyrrdis with him to Fisherman's Horizon to meet his parents....which ended in Father Nepal and Kyrrdis flexing at one another. The Azure Wolf was practically part of the family. So much so, Lloyd parents requested Kyrrdis continue to help Lloyd grow into a formidable SeeD operative.

Hopefully they could return to Fisherman's Horizon with Lloyd in his uniform proudly. But first, the blonde had to survive the night. "I-I've got no idea what you're talking about!" he said trying to struggle out of the hold. This may have looked troublesome, but Lloyd's expression lightened up quite a bit as opposed to earlier.

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Sophia was glad to see that Lloyd had followed her. Though he seemed to have been distracted by everything, how the place looked and all. She took a sip from her drink before she scanned the place and just as she did she saw a beautiful red dress enter the room. In the dress was Nona. A smile appeared on her face and some comfort washed over her. If Nona could do this then so could Sophia. Getting dressed up and going to formal occasions as never a problem for Sophia. Being from a high classed family she went to a lot of formal parties as a child before her parents passed. What Sophia couldn't do was socialize. She never had to at her parent's formal parties. But tonight was specifically to socialize and celebrate. Though Nona seemed to have the opposite problem as Sophia, she was still here trying to face it. This pushed Sophia to face her problem.

Sophia was about to get up and go see Nona when Riyel beat her too it. Sophia griped her cup a bit and watched the two interact. Maybe she should just go talk to Nona later. She looked down at her cup and made the liquid inside it twirl and swirl in the cup, watching it as she awkwardly sat with a quiet Lloyd. A Quiet Lloyd? Sophia blinked and looked up from her cup to Lloyd just in time to see his friend grab him from behind and attempt to cheer him up. Or so she thought that's how me do it. She smiled a bit as they interacted. "I think I will go grab a snack." She said to them and stood, not letting them answer before she walked away and out of the ball room to where the food was.

Tae and Ellale were the first people her eyes laid upon. She blushed a bit when she saw the girls holding hands. Being socially awkward it felt even more awkward for Sophia to see something out of the ordinary. She quickly reverted her eyes to the food and nervously spoke. "You ladies look nice tonight." She said as she reached for some vegetables instead of sweet treats. She felt if she didn't say anything to the girls she would be being rude. Otherwise she probably would have grabbed her food and ran the opposite direction. Things just seemed to be getting harder and harder for her. M-maybe I should just go back to my room She thought as she put some dip on her plate.

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{Current Theme Song: Dear God- Avenged Sevenfold}

His face turned red. Not a blush, but a straight flush of red that would generally be unaccustomed to the young man. Riyel's face furrowed as he was pulled back before he could answer Nona in a respectful manner but some....jerk got into his way and stood between them before he could. What a jackass. Riyel thought, before stopping himself. Whoa....where had that come from? Quickly though, as the other young man left, Riyel's eyes following him for a couple of seconds afterwards, his right hand clenched in a fist at more or less being interrupted and outdone by the violinist. However, he had swiped his face of any hostile emotion towards the other young man, his right hand being the only hint that he was....frustrated...yes, that was the word, frustrated.

He ignored Nona's blush, for her sake and sanity as well as his own. Knowing the girl, at least to a point, if he made any sort of remark, either derogatory or observant, he'd probably receive a black eye the moment afterwards. Yet Riyel simply closed his eyes in order to clear his head before responding. It took a minute.

"Most things aren't my thing." He replied, calmly, after a moment, "I simply adjust, like a chameleon if you will. That's how you generally survive. Adjusting and adapting to the certain environment you are in. Parties however, are a part of my job description. Who else do you think cleans up after these...fiascoes? That's the only reason I'm well acquainted with these things. I'm usually cleaning up after or serving the individuals that come here." And that was the truth, he was the janitor's grandson before she passed and he took over her job in order to maintain a cash flow while he studied and worked. Needless to say, most of the other SeeD Trainees targeted him for their own share of 'bullying.' Not that Riyel cared, at least on the outside.

He looked at Nona, his eyes not their normal relaxed appearance, but rather more narrow and inquisitive. Towards what, anyone could guess. His eyes simply looked into her own, not showing any shred of 'intimidation' that others were shown by the presence of the girl. But it wasn't as if he was trying to be intimidating himself, he just knew that he wasn't...as threatened or intimidated by her as others were. As he could adjust to most situations, he could also adjust to most people. Most.