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 Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 5:06 pm
Lazy Moo's Super Jivvin Horde
Dun Dun Da Duuuuuuuuh!
UNDER CONSTRUCTION
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 5:07 pm
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 5:09 pm
 Fenwrit had been asleep for three days. Through melting snow, beating winds and pouring rain, he had stayed in his unconcious state, bound there by the stinging, intense pain radiating from his footpaws. When he finally awoke, the pain had only increased. His foot muscles were limp, his skin tingly, and his fur standing on end. He was soaked to the bone, and his front legs were swollen to twice their size. Groaning, Fenwrit lifted his head, choking back a cry of surprise as he tried wriggling his foot-toes. They didn''t move. He tried his back claws, and let out a sigh of relief as they dug into the ground.
"Quite the predicament you''re in, there." A soft voice hissed behind Fenwrit.
Fenwrit craned his neck around, staring silently into the shadows of the forest. "Wh... Who''s there?"
"Come now, Fenwrit..." The voice murmured soothingly. The being which it belonged to slunk out of the forest, its bladed tail dragging along behind it. The thing was lupine in form, close to that of a Jivvin, with a thin, body-length tail that ended in a scythe. It had spines, like that of a stegosaur, sprouting from its back, and each one was bladed as well. The thing was all black, with dark red points and bright white eyes. It had no shadow, and there was blood dripping from its teeth. "There''s no need to be frightened."
"This coming from the rabid shadowcreature with a giant sword attatched to its butt..." Fenwrit muttered, narrowing his eyes at the newcomer. He winced, then turned his glare to his paws, snarling nastily as a rogue ant began exploring the vast region of his middle toe-claw.
The shadow shrugged, slowly sauntering forward until it was beside Fenwrit. "I didn''t expect to recieve a smart reply, especially not from a lame goody-two-shoes." It lifted its tail until the blade was pressed against Fenwrit''s throat. "I came here for a reason, stupid." Its tone was no longer welcoming. Now, the words were being spat out, as if forced there by the shadow.
Fenwrit pulled his head back, eyeing the bladed tail warily. "A reason, huh? Speak up, then. I don''t have all day."
"Hah! All day. Kid, if you don''t drop that tone, you won''t have time to choke out an apology." The creature growled, its eyes swirling and tinted red. The red dissapeared, however, as the creature pulled it''s tail away. "Right, listen up."
"Listening." Fenwrit murmured, rubbing his neck with the end of his tail. His voice was doleful. This thing could rip him apart, and probably wouldn''t hesitate to drag his carcass back to the House and show it off to the other shadows... After all, where else could it have come from? As far as he knew, there were no shadow-beings in the forest.
Man, Mauli could have proved him wrong in a split second.
"I''ve been hungry for quite some time. However, I didn''t get this way by eating anything that comes my way." The shadow hissed out, flexing its shoulder muscles and smiling wickedly. "I want fresh meat. I want lots of it. I want... Jivvin."
Fenwrit shuddered, but kept his eyes locked on the shadow, mentally reciting a spell in case he would have to fight.
"I can''t lure any Jivvin to me, however. So, what I need is a traitor." The shadow examined one large claw, then set its footpaw down, lifting its head so that it seemed to tower over Fenwrit. "That''s where you come in."
"Aha, see, and that''s where you falter." Fenwrit replied coyly, smirking. "I''m no traitor."
The shadow began to laugh. Its whole body shook as it barked out its amusement, until Fenwrit began to shiver at the grating, dark sound.
"No traitor, you say! And this, from one of the most wicked Jivvins i''ve seen in all my days!" The shadow finally gasped out, its teeth bared in a gruesome grin. "Come now, Fenwrit. You''ve always wanted to be evil... Why not help me? I can teach you! Teach you such great things!" The soft, soothing tone was back.
"I''m already evil." Fenwrit muttered, glaring down at the ground. He wanted so badly to believe it...
"Evil, pah! No evil being has... friends." The shadow spat, its eyes narrowing. "You, Fenwrit, have friends."
"I don''t!" Fenwrit snarled, struggling to his paws. He ignored the biting pain that accompanied the movement, and instead glared angrily at the shadow. "I''m alone! And i''m evil!"
"Let''s see... Shall I list all of your friends? Or would you like to recite them on your own?" The shadow grinned, a small droplet of blood dripping to the ground below its paws. "There''s that good one... The one that''s scared of you."
Gus....
"He''s just an associate." Fenwrit replied, snarling.
"And the green thing! She''s a human now, you know." The shadow barked out a laugh. "Quite pretty."
Tifa....
"I hate her." Fenwrit snorted, looking away.
"What about the pirate?" The shadow prodded, swishing its tail.
Jack....
"Never more than acquaintances." Fenwrit continued lying, his tail flicking angrily.
"And the white one? She''s beautiful, isn''t she?" The shadow whispered, lowering its head. Its eyes glittered maliciously.
..................Misae.......
"She''s a White Mage." Fenwrit replied, as if that answered everything.
"Then you won''t have any problems leading them to me." The shadow chuckled, watching with pleasure as Fenwrit contorted in unshown pain. "But I don''t want them, to be truthful. I want pure meat."
"I told you, i''m no traitor!" Fenwrit raged, then yelped as the shadow flicked one paw to the side. His paws became bound by some unseen force, and he swayed, toppling to the ground moments later.
"Every evil being is traitorous. It is only true to its goals, and nothing more." The shadow hissed, lowering its head so that its gaze was level with Fenwrit''s. "Just... think about it, eh? I''ll be around. No need to come running to me just yet."
"Fool." Fenwrit spat, glaring. "I''ve got nothing to lose by staying away."
"And nothing to gain." The shadow mused. It pressed its nose against Fenwrit''s broken paws, then grinned once more, stepping back. "However, you can gain much by helping me. Again, think about it." With that, it dissapeared.
Immedietly, Fenwrit felt his paws shrink, and the invisible force that had bound them lifted. He whimpered slightly, then rolled onto his feet, staring wide-eyed when his feet didn''t complain. He wriggled his toes, then smirked, his eyes darting around him as he scanned the path for the shadow creature. It had left for good. However, a soft whisper flitted past Fenwrit''s ears, making him stand completely still as it formed words.
Just call for.... Asios....[PRP] - The Fifth Floor (Fen, Scion, Misae, possible Faust)Fenwrit had gotten into two fights that day. One with Jack, one with Misae. He was feeling quite proud of himself, which didn't happen often with Fenwrit, or, one could argue, happened more often than it should. But no, Fenwrit wasn't through; he had something else planned for that afternoon, something that would make all the other Jivvins respect him. Something... Deviously evil.
He would kill Scion.
Okay, well, not HIM... But he'd lead Scion to his death. Hehe... Fenwrit, Deathbringer. They would all tremble before him.
"Asios... I need you." He whispered, standing in the middle of the House's living room. He had treked there from the Center a few minutes ago; he needed to speak to Asios, and to confirm their plans. As he whispered Asios's name, the shadow-creature rose from the floor, shaping himself into a very Jivvin-like creature. One with scales. And a scorpion's tail. Usually, Fenwrit would shiver at the horrendous sight, but by now he had gotten used to it. Fenwrit flashed Asios a grin.
"I'm ready. We just need whiteybutt to appear." He reported, his ears lying flat on the back of his skull. Asios smiled wickedly.
"Goodie." Asios hissed, flicking his tail. His forked tongue darted in and out of his mouth, testing the air around them. "I am hungry, and quite... eager to hunt."
"I know. And as soon as you're finished, i'm through with you. You do realize that, correct?" Fenwrit murmured, his grin fading slightly. Asios snorted.
"Yes, I know that. However, do not be surprised if I call upon you at a later time... This compromise of ours, it's worked quite well." Asios chuckled softly, staring down at Fenwrit. Fenwrit didn't reply at first.
"You must go up to the fifth floor. If he finds you down here, he's likely to try killing you. Af'er all, s'what we're supposed to be doing... That's what will lead him up there." Fenwrit finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. Asios nodded.
"I will be waiting." He hissed softly, then dissapeared. Fenwrith sighed.
"So will I..." And, with that, he curled up by the staircase.
He didn't have long to wait.
Within the next few minutes, Scion stepped onto the staircase, on his way to the living room. After all, he lived at the House. It wasn't unusual for him to conveniently show up when he was needed. But this time, it wasn't for Fen's convenience. Scion was hungry, and this was the shortest route to the kitchen.
The white Jivvin was half way down the stairs before he noticed Fenwrit. He paused briefly, but then shrugged and continued towards the first floor, speaking as he neared the bottom. "Good afternoon, Fenwrit. Interesting place for a nap... Are you waiting for someone?" he asked, raising a brow.
"Yes, actually. For you." Fenwrit replied, lifting his head to look at Scion. His face was a mask of joy and innocence; odd, for Fen. "Scion, I found something amazing... I know how to control the shadows. They've got a weakness, and it's taken me this long to figure it out!" He had to force an excited tone to his voice, one that would mask the obvious glee that threatened to blow Fen's cover. "You're the only other Jivvin with powers that i've met... And one of the wisest. I knew you'd be eager to learn how to thwart the shadows as well. We could rid the House of them forever!"
Oh, this was too perfect. He might've been laying it on thick, but... Hopefully Scion would buy into it.
Ahha, not. Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, Scion and fixed his eyes on Fenwrit. For a moment he was silent, but then he laughed--Scion LAUGHED--and shook his head. "Ah, I see. Firstly, Fenwrit, flattery does not work for you. That was the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard."
Rising to his feet, he continued towards the kitchen, speaking back over his shoulder at the Mage. "What do you really want? And why should I help you?"
Hmm. Scion was smarter than he had expected. Clearing his throat, Fenwrit stood, following Scion towards the kitchen as he replied.
"Yeah, I know, that was horrible. But it's true! In an odd, sickening sort of way... Scion, you and I are the most powerful Jivvins in the Center. Think of the power we would have if we combined it!" Here, he wrinkled his nose. "And I really have found a way to beat the shadows. I'm offering to teach you about it, and give you a demonstration... Take it or leave it. If you leave it, though, i'll just teach someone else how to do it. Like Jack... He's a pretty strong guy." If this didn't work, Fen didn't know what he'd do. He'd have to think up a pretty quick way to drag Scion into coming with him, though. He was running out of time... And Asios was getting hungrier by the minute.
Scion did not immediately reply; at that, it was hard to say whether he had even heard Fenwrit. But he had and was, surprisingly, seriously considering the offer. One on hand, he knew Fenwrit was lying about something. Fenwrit hated him, there was no doubt in that, so all of the flatter was obviously come attempt to lure him into...whatever was planned.
But then there were the spirits...the shadows... It was quite possible Fenwrit had found something he himself had overlooked. But the risk... Well, as long as he was careful, it shouldn't be a problem. He was easily more powerful than Fenwrit. Finally he paused in step and nodded, glancing back at Fenwrit. "I will help. How do we beat them?"
Fenwrit looked left, then right, then leaned forward and whispered in a confidential tone. "Stakes. They're like vampires! Wooden stakes, jam 'em through the head... BOOM! They melt like the wicked witch of the west!" He cackled, grinning cheekily. "Learned it the hard way... I was helping Lenta set up a mini tent for some egg she got, and outta nowhere, this shadow flies out and starts harrasin' me! I whirled around and poked it, and whammy! It was gone!" He lifted his head a bit, eyes shining. "So, you up for a bit of shadow hunting?"
Scion blinked, then frowned, turning his back on Fen and continuing towards the kitchen. "My, I almost thought that you were on to something. Honestly, Fenwrit, that is the most idiotic thing I have ever heard. If you're going to come up with a lie, at least make it logical. We already know that anything solid passes through them save for those charmed weapons, and that said weapons can kill them. Wouldn't you rather have a sword than a wooden steak? Idiot."
He paused in the door to the dining room and glances back at Fen, raising a brow. "You obviously want me up there for a reason. Either tell me the truth, or think up a reasonable excuse. This is your last chance."
Fenwrit snarled, flattening his ears against the back of his head. Thwarted, again! He wouldn't back down, though. As soon as he delivered Scion... Well, there would be one less Jivvin to worry about, and one less shadow to deal with.
"Crytufc pakuha. It's an incantation, used by us mages. It's got no description in the Untan Drent, our spellbooks. No one's figured out how to work it, but I have." He hissed, turned away from Scion, then muttered to himself. "The Order will kill me for this."
"Crytufc pakuha," Scion echoed thoughtfully, lingering on the words. He fell silent, flicking an ear towards Fenwrit, and finally nodded, turning to face the Mage. "Very well. I will help. And I will not tell this Order of yours. Now, what did you have in mind..?"
"We fight them, of course." Fenwrit snorted. "Go up, chant the incantation a few times, and mow a path through 'em. If they see that we know how to beat 'em, then they'll start running. Then, a'course, we could trick a few into being our slaves..." His eyes lit up. "Imagine the looks on the other Jivvins faces! We'd walk right through them, trailed by shadows, and they wouldn't know which way to run! Hah!"
"Slaves..." The white Jivvin chuckled softly, shaking his head. For the first time, a dark hint rose in his voice, blue eyes glinting coldly. "I do not know about you, Fenwrit, but I can already do that." With that said, he stepped past the Mage and back towards the stairs. To prove his point, two shadows, both shockingly close in appearance to Asios, materialized on either side of him. A moment passed, they vanished, and Scion continued up the stairs alone. "Come. The sooner we are done, the sooner I can eat."
Fenwrit stared in wonder as the two shadows appeared, then blinked it off, shrugging. Oh well. So he could summon shadows... Big deal. As soon as he was gone, Fenwrit would be the strongest, and wouldn't have to compete with some white-arse shadowmaker. To keep up the pretense, he hissed a triumphant 'Yesssssssssssssssss', then dashed after Scion.
"This is gonna be awesome! Just think of the possibilities, Scion! We could have the other Jivvins kneeling at our feet, BEGGING to know the secret to banishing the shadows!" He cackled, prancing about on the stairs. Then, he darted ahead, past Scion, practically tripping over himself in his eagerness.
"I do not do this for the power," Scion replied coolyglancing disapprovingly to Fenwrit as he darted past. "I have always been curious as to what lies within the Fifth floor. I have already been through each of the doors at ground level... This is just another step." Not wanting to be left behind, be picked up the pace and ran after Fenwrit, slowing back to a walk only when he had caught up. "And... if this really does work, I thank you. Perhaps you will find something of interest in the Fifth floor as well.."
"Ahh, you wound me, and then bandage it with a thank you..." Fenwrit snorted, flashing Scion a grin. "But hey, whatever. Good for you for gettin' so far in such a short time. I still haven't figured out how to get through the Future door... I've pretty much given up." He shrugged. "Like you said, this is just another step. And maybe, one day, I can take a few steps back... And at the same time, a few steps forward." His eyes glittered.
The white Jivvin cracked a grin and started up the next flight of stairs after Fenwrit. "Thank you. The Future door... Not as spectacular as you might think. Perhaps there is a way through for you, though. Jack claims to have been in once. If he has, then you could manage it, I am sure."
For the rest of the walk he was silent, continuing up the stairs beside Fen. Upon reaching the end of the steps, he turned and started down a narrow hallway, then turned into a much larger one, where, at the very end, the single doorway to the Fifth floor could be seen. The white Jivvin flashed the Mage a quick grin, then calmly started for the door, rerunning the incantation Fenwrit had told him through his head. Finally, the House would be free of this scum...
"Scion? Fenwrit?" Misae murmured to herself.
When Misae had decided to go for a walk to cool off after her argument, she hadn't been expecting to see them. As soon as her eyes had deduced the identities of the two small forms moving towards the house, the white mage knew exactly what they were up to.
Fen was going to feed Scion to that one demon creature he'd mentioned earlier. . . Acheron? Astarel? Something that started with an A. . . But, no, he wouldn't. He couldn't. Fenwrit would never deliberately kill someone else. He was too soft hearted. ((Pfft. . . Fen? Soft hearted my arse! But Misae doesn't get that. . . XP Bloody white mages. . .))
'Who're you kidding?' a voice inside Misae's head said. 'Fen doesn't give a damn for anyone but himself. He'd kill Scion as easily as blinking.' Misae gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the voice. . . but it continued to pester her.
"Fine!" the growled, not caring that she was talking to herself, "I'll prove that Fen's got some good in him! He'd never hurt Scion, and I'm going to watch." And so, the white mage started to follow the two male jivvins, staying a safe distance behind.
Fenwrit stood beside Scion, his friendly grin slowly growing to one filled with evil. PURE.... FUZZY.... EVIL.
And that's when the shadows appeared.
They came, one at a time; three, two of smaller size, one gigantic. That bigger one was Asios. The two others Fenwrit didn't know - he assumed they knew Asios, because each pressed against Asios's sides, hissing and spitting wildly at both Scion and Fenwrit. Fenwrit swallowed hard, his grin dissapearing.
I thought he was just for you! Fenwrit narrowed his eyes, directing his thoughts towards Asios. He quickly transformed into his fourther stage, taking a step away from the shadows.
No hard feelings, Fenwrit. Asios replied, a smug smile on his face. I value my shadow friends over you, and they hunger for magic... I apologize if I led you on.
"b*****d." Fenwrit muttered, lowering his head. Asios chuckled.
"Asios! You said you were bringing one!" One of the other shadows hissed, grinning widely. "You never said you'd bring a third... Now we can each have one!" It was looking past Fenwrit, towards Misae. Fenwrit snorted.
"We came alone." He snarled, flattening his ears against the sides of his head.
"'Parently not." The second shadow murmured, baring it's teeth, though at the other small shadow. "The new one's mine! She looks pure enough to choke a horse-shadow..."
"Silence!" Asios hissed, swatting both of them with one heavily-shadowed paw. The two mini-shadows cowered. "You will share. However..." He narrowed his eyes at Scion, still grinning. "Leave the sage to me."
Scion strode confidently towards the door at the end of the hall, eyes never leaving it. Today he and Fenwrit--strange allies, indeed--would rid the House of the shadows. Or, at least, the worst of them. Something this big couldn't be done in one night.
When the three shadows appeared, he paused in step, warily eyeing each in turn.
And then Fen changed to fourth. Instantly, Scion knew something was wrong. The shadow's words moments later only served to prove his thoughts. It was all a set up.
Fenwrit had set him up.
Scion snarled, icy eyes flashing dangerously as they met those of Asios. A slow chill ran down his spine, hackles raising. But, rather than attack...he vanished from sight, hidden behind an illusion.
Pick your fights. This one, he couldn't win.
Hidden behind his illusion, Scion backed down the hallway , leaving Fenwrit and the shadows behind. If they had turned traitor on the Mage, then good riddance. Served him right for dealing with their kind.
Fenwrit, shooting a frantic glance at Scion... saw he was gone. He gulped, eyes shifting back to Asios and the two other shadows.
Great, now they've just got me to eat...
Asios, however, was not interested in Fenwrit. As soon as Scion 'dissapeared', he had shut his eyes, his ears twitching towards where Scion had been only moments before. Nothing. He heard nothing. But he felt something there... And, with a laugh, Asios realized what Scion had done. The white Sage slipped back into view. Teeth bared, Asios started towards him, pupil-less eyes whirling red with bloodlust.
You die here, pure one. He sent to Scion, his lips curling back in a grin.
Fenwrit still couldn't see Scion; his eyes were locked on the smaller shadows, who had begun bickering amongst themselves as soon as Asios walked away.
"I want first bite of the blackie!" The first hissed, yellow eyes following Fenwrit as he stepped backwards. The second snarled, nipping at the first's ear.
"He's mine! You said you wanted the white!"
"That was you, idiot!" The first replied, a tinge of sarcasm to its voice.
"Oh..." The second paused, then grinned, eyes flickering over to Misae. "Goodie."
The first rolled its eyes.
Misae gasped and backed up a pace or two as the three shadows appeared. This was it. Fenwrit would save Scion at the last second and be a hero! . . . Sort of. . . Not really. . . Are you a hero if you save someone from a dangerous situation that you arranged? Misae wasn't sure. However, her question proved to be irrellivant in the next few seconds. Fenwrit didn't save Scion, he vanished completely. The largest of the three strange shadows started towards the place where the white Jivvin had been, and then. . .
Misae wasn't quite sure what was happening. Instead, she turned her attention to the other two shadows, which were currently eyeing Fenwrit like a particularly large piece of candy. Misae glared at them. If anyone was going to beat Fenwrit up, it was her, not two stupid shadow lackeys! The white mage Jivvin started to stalk forwards, her teeth bared, until she heard something that made her blood run cold. . .
"He's mine! You said you wanted the white!"
"That was you, idiot!"
"Oh... Goodie."
The second shadow wanted to eat her? Trying to throw off the intense feeling of repugnance that this idea had given her, Misae considered running away. No, she couldn't do that. Fenwrit and Scion might need her help! Fenwrit was an annoying b*****d at times, but she couldn't just leave him here to die, even if he had tried to kill Scion. Misae still believed that there was some good in the black mage, apparently. ((The idiot won't ever give up, will she? XP))
Misae took a few daring steps forward, her lips drawn back in a threatening snarl. She wasn't that far behind Fenwrit now. "Fen! I'm saving your arse right now, so no sharp retorts. Will my fireball hurt them?"
The illusion flickered, then vanished completely, leaving Scion standing in the middle of the hallway...visable only to Asios. The shadow had discovered his illusion and, thus, was able to see past it. To the truth. Any other illusion would be useless against Asios, now. Scion's defense was gone.
The white Jivvin froze when he felt the illusion falter, eyes snapping back to Asios. For perhaps the first time, Scion's confidence left him. But only briefly. The white Jivvin chuckled softly, icy eyes flashing dangerously. He took another small step back, then crouched in preparation of the shadow's attack, the faintest of grins touching his maw. "Udos zhal kyorl...Udos zhal kyorl."
Fenwrit froze, then slowly turned, staring with wide eyes at Misae.
"How... did.... you..." He spluttered, shaking uncontrollably. She WAS here! She had followed them! The stupid... Who did she think she was, anyways!? For a moment, he just shuddered, biting back a wave of rage.
"You shouldn't be here!" He stated finally, narrowing his eyes. "Do you realize how much danger you've put yourself in!?"
"Ah! We should've just killed them!" The first shadow hissed, spitting a bit of shadow at Fenwrit's feet.
"Why? Now we can have a bit of fun with 'em." The second responded, stepping closer to Misae, its' eyes glinting.
Asios hissed, his ears flattening against the back of his head. He leapt, blood-stained teeth clicking together as he snapped at Scion's throat.
"Yeah, I know the risks. Doesn't seem like you do though," Misae growled. "You're the one that brought about this whole mess in the first place! Honestly, Fenwrit, you should have known better! Dealing with evil shadows. . . " She glared at Fenwrit, almost forgetting the shadows completely. She was actually angrier at the black mage Jivvin than at her attackers.
However, this soon changed as she remembered that there were two evil, leering creatures that wanted to eat her and suck out all of her magic a few yards away. "Stop stalling, Fenwrit! If you want EITHER of us to get out of here alive, you'd better tell me what spells I can use to try and get rid of them. I can't waste energy and magic on ineffective ideas."
The white mage Jivviness braced herself, making sure that her feet were securely positioned on the ground and locking her eyes on her targets. "Now, Fen! Now! Tell me what I can do to help you get rid of them! I don't have time to deal with your attitude, mister."
Faust needed a tune up, a few of his bolts were loose, so he went to see Moo at the Jivvin House. Hopefully she was there, and if not her, maybe Acia was because Isto had told him she was pretty good with tune ups as well.
Yawning, the younger Jivvin pushed open the front door and jingled into the main hall before he began to use his eye to scan through the walls for Moo or Acia, maybe even Scion.
((Righto:
This whole RP was supposed to end weeks ago. I'll admit, it's my fault i hasn't been completed. Lack of time, various other projects... I just haven't had a chance. So the participants have agree that we should just summarize and continue <3 So, when you think of this plot, please go back in time a few weeks from this date xD;
When we left off, Fen and Misae were arguing, Scion was fighting with Asios, and Faust was searching for...well, anyone.
Fen and Misae continued bickering in their usual way. The shadows finally attacked, Fen beat his off without much trouble, but Misae...well...things weren't looking good. Fenwrit jumped to her rescue, they fought off the shadows, and escaped downstairs... in their haste, forgetting Scion.
The white Jivvin, meanwhile, was busy fighting Asios. Or, rather, defending himself against Asios. Scion has never been a very talented fighter. Despite this, Asios was having a hard time getting thrugh to the white Daewl. Thus, when Fenwrit and Misae retreated, Asios enlisted the aid of the two lesser shadows... Together they were able to overpower the white Jivvin, drivign Scion through the door into the fifth floor. The door closed, and did not reopen.
Hearing the sounds of the fight, Faust had made his way upstair, spying on what was happening through one of the walls. He watched helplessly through the fight, the retreat, and the capture..and when the door closed, left to relay what had happened to Zelda, completely forgetting his original purpose for coming to the house.
And that's the end <3 For now, at any rate. Thanks, and have a nice day ;D))
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 5:10 pm
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 5:12 pm
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 5:13 pm
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 5:15 pm
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 5:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 6:49 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 9:28 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 1:52 pm
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