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 Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 5:45 am
Opal smiled and nodded when she looked over at Vaati. "Uh huh, looks like he's finally awake, but he didn't say anything about Josline... she's probably still healing." Opal's voice quavered when she thought about how much pain Josline could be in. She hoped she could heal soon, and not allow this past battle to cripple her.
Silver lifted Lisaya off her feet when she approached Jasmine. "Please come inside and rest... I can't thank you enough for what you have done for Lisaya... you've saved her life... I'm in your debt." Silver said, bowing her head and muttering a few words under her breath in elvish, before turning and heading inside. The first thing that reached her ears was arguing, Arious' voice reached her ears making her almost jump.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:45 am
Kaze finally reached the river where Vaati and Opal were playing. "There you two are." He walked over to the edge of the river and sat down. "Did you two get out of the castle without any problems?" He asked.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 12:53 pm
"Don't mention the damn castle." Vaati mumbled as he picked his bandages up from the ground and tossed them towards Kaze. "Can you wrap my arm? I can't do much in my own." The mage explained, looking away from Kaze. He felt stupid for asking for help.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 1:06 pm
Kaze grabbed the bandages and gave Vaati a quizzical look. Then, he turned to look over at Opal. After a couple seconds, he silently chuckled. "He's too embarassed to have Opal wrap his arm, apparently." he thought. Kaze stood up and walked over to Vaati. "Can do." He grabbed the boy's arm, holding it in an easily manageable position. "Hold still." He said before he began wrapping the bandages around Vaati's arm.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 1:41 pm
"Too tight." Vaati hissed, but he stayed still. He was tempt to pull his arm back, but that wouldn't get it wrapped like it needed to be. Or at least, that was what he wanted himself to think. Vaati just simply refused to let Kaze see him as some sort of weakling who couldn't handle a little bit of pain.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 2:33 pm
Kaze rolled his eyes. "What is it with people and complaining about tight bandages?" He continued wrapping the bandage as tight as it needed to be, and then tied it off once his arm was wrapped well enough. "There. Your arm is now dressed." He stated.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:18 pm
Jasmine followed Silver inside. "The only real thing I've been wanting for the last year is to find Shira... that or get a teacher." She sat down. "So what do you know about Shira? I can only remember that she left early one morning, and when she came back she looked so shaken and scared I could have pushed her over with a feather." Her gaze fell downward. She could so clearly picture that day...
A young Jasmine sweeps the porch of a house, when she looks up and sees a young brown-haired girl slowly walk up. "Shira!" she cries in delight. But Shira doesn't look up. Her skin is nearly white, her eyes are wide are blank, and she keeps reaching up to touch her chest. Her sword, a little too big for her, is trembling. The next morning, Shira's bed is empty, with a note saying I'm sorry...
Larken winced. He knew why Shira had been scared; he himself had attempted to take her life. All his life, he had simply served his master, carrying out his wishes. Why was he now regretting so many decisions in his life? Here he was, feeling sorry for a girl whose sorrow he himself had caused... No. He wanted to find out why there were people arguing upstairs.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 8:02 pm
"What? Don't tell me you don't get that tingling feeling from tight bandages? It's annoying." Vaati replied, rolling his eyes at Kaze. With his good arm, he pulled the remainder of his tunic over his head, gritting his teeth in pain when he put his wounded arm through his sleeve. "What happened back at the castle anyway? Your wind disappeared."
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 5:42 pm
Rejoining the village was not as easy as Taka had thought. Things seemed peaceful enough, and that was fine he supposed. He was a warrior after all. He had fight left in him, and peace to a warrior could be, well, boring. He longed for something to happen, but instead he was given tasks such as helping the carpenters lift loads or helping shops stock their inventory. Perhaps he would chase down missing cuckoos that could never stay still, or maybe even fix the roof of a house?
The work was dull to him. What made it worse, was that whenever a monster appeared, he didn't make it in time. Whenever the lookout sounded an alarm, Taka would race to the front gate of Kakariko, only to find that Eve was already there, and the monster was normally a puff of smoke by then.
This happened for days on end. Taka felt next to useless as a warrior.
How is she getting there so fast?
Taka even once found Eve moving through the side of the village with a heavy load. It looked as if she too had been suckered into loading inventory for the potions' shop. Taka could tell she was really struggling, and he let out a sigh as he saw her just barely managing to carry a hefty load of potion ingredients.
Just when it looked like Eve was about to drop her load, Taka came in and lifted the crate back up on the side opposite Eve.
"Here, let me-" Taka was cut off by a glare.
"I don't need help from you." Eve let out with a huff. She then quickly pulled the crate away from Taka and turned the corner of a building. Taka quickly followed after, but by the time he had turned the corner as well, Eve had disappeared.
"What in the world...?" Taka was too confused for words. He was at his wits end. Since he had arrived back, Eve had been nothing but a pain to him. She was rude, she was stealing his job and she was far too ruthless as a warrior. He was becoming sick of this new addition to Kakariko Village.
(Heh... Can't say I blame him... XD)
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 7:11 pm
Kaze scratched the back of his head. He should've known either Opal or Vaati would question what happened. "Well, to put it bluntly, I died." He muttered. There really was no other way to put it. Kaze died, and his friends' wind energies brought him back, with some help from his shadow self.
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 7:47 pm
"..Huh? Damn. I thought I was special for not staying dead." Vaati fumed, but though he would never admit it, he was happy Kaze was back. It meant it didn't waste his energy on anything. On the other hand, that gave Jin the chance to take over. In fact, he was surprised that he didn't take the throne right then and there to continue the war. It confused him. "Is that it then? Are we just going to go back to Hyrule?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 6:33 am
Opal looked over at Kaze, "I was hoping it wouldn't be that... Papa told me on the wind that your wind was dying... it was still there but your spirit was fading away slowly. So, even if someone dies, their wind, if they used wind magic, would stay alive if the spirit had not returned to the heavens." Opal said, standing up straight. "Then I felt a burst of energy coming from the castle and a scream... I think it was Josline... then it was all quiet before Jin came out and announced that Jeract was dead before disappearing." Opal mentioned thinking to herself. She was all confused about what happened, and why Jin just suddenly call off the battle instead of carrying it on like his master would have wanted.
Silver looked over at Larken when he suddenly looked away with a spark of pain. Was that guilt floating through his eyes that she saw? She could guess from his pained look that he was the one who almost killed Shira, but now Shira was a much stronger warrioress. "That can't be the Shira I know. Shira is brave and doesn't allow fear to drive her down to the dark. Though, she may be hard headed sometimes because there's someone she wants to save from the dark, before his light goes out completely." She almost wanted to give Larken a glance, but she knew he got the picture. She smiled over at Jasmine before making her way back to the room where she had left Arious, Endymion and that strange violet haired woman. There was still a few questions she needed to get straight with her.
Josline stared at the canvas ceiling. It rippled a few times with the wind before it went still again, sounds of men calling to each other, women weeping over dead husbands who were lost. The sound of shovels and the moment of bodies being dragged across the bloodstained ground to be buried. Tears were already being shed down her already tear stained face. She felt helpless, that Jeract had taken the one thing she could give and that was the comfort for others. For Josline knew that no words expressed could heal a women's heart after death... all there was... was silence. She slowly dragged herself upwards. "No... I'm not letting Jeract bring me to the ground!" Josline growled to herself, under her breath so none of the men who were handling the dead would wonder what she was talking about. She dragged herself out of bed, and felt the sword of Jeract piercing into her spine again. No, no pain is just a factor, there was no way she was letting this cripple her. Feeling her wounded muscles stretch, she slowly made it up to sitting position, then standing. Stumbling forward was a stupid idea, feeling her back legs set on fire, her lungs gasped for breath before she managed to get hold of something. Luckily, she was able to conjure a walking stick out of the air. It was old and almost not strong enough to hold her weight, but it would have to do. She slowly made her way to the tent door and outside into the sunlight beaming down on her.
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 1:10 pm
(Going on retreat with my collage for a couple of days, and I'll be back on Sunday, since Lisaya comes back around the weekend, just have my characters follow you guys around and update me when I get back. See ya.)
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 3:10 pm
Jasmine sighed. "I'm still wondering why she left so quickly. She left that morning to deliver a message, and she came back looking like she'd seen a ghost. And she was acting a bit more... cautious and noble. Like she was protecting something." Before that day, Shira was exactly like Silver had described: headstrong, and she'd never back down from a challenge. She was always the first to climb the tree, to cross the river, to steal the old man's underwear and hoist it up on a flagpole...
Larken relaxed slightly. Jasmine didn't know about the Triforce, or so it appeared. That meant she couldn't have known about him. He was safe... for the moment. Even if he was feeling some compassion, he could beat himself later. At the moment, he simply wanted to find out what had happened to his sister. Target, he told himself... Ah, what's the use. He turned and followed Silver up the stairs.
Jasmine looked up. She was alone. Again.
(Maybe Dark can go with the shadowy girl that showed up out of nowhere or something?)
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 1:06 pm
((I apologize for not getting on all week. But as you all know, college is kinda crazy. So I have been busy with papers, homework and just practicing in general. Since I am a musical theatre major, most of my free time is dedicated to rehearsal and learning music and blocking. I made a giant post for you people. I love you guys for being so patient! -hugs everyone, even the noobie- Maybe I'll post again later!))
Arious shook his head at Endymion. "I don't want to trust you, Endymion... Even if you took an oath." He rubbed his jaw and thought a moment. "I am not even sure if I remember where I put it..." He paused then nodded. He did remember... but getting it back might be tricky...
Endymion growled and glared at him with his cool greyish blue eyes. "Arious, you know exactly where it is. We have to work together. I don't like the idea either! Now stop being such a child!" He gripped the man's robe collar and brought him close. "You must know what is going on..." He then threw him back on the bed and produced the book he had grabbed from his library. He then gave it to Arious. "They are back..."
Arious looked at the book a second. He then recognized it and paled. "No... But they were sealed so long ago... It can't be..." His emerald green eyes were clouded with worry as he stood and paced the room. "I'll give you your eye, Endymion. We can't afford any games now.." His tone was now completely seriously... a side of him that never came out unless there really was true danger about.
Lisaya clung to Silver and closed her eyes. She just wanted to rest for now. "Silver.... you are the... greatest... friend anyone could ask for...." She then quieted and rested in her friend's strong arms. She was just glad the little one was safe. She couldn't bear to lose her child... plus when she hadn't even told Shadow about it yet...
Rugen was speechless to the being before him. "I see... we must break this curse... But are you truly saying the band of Seven must be reformed... But all the members have perished ages ago... There is no way, Great One..."
Milamber shook his head. "Indeed I realize this... And that is why I have come to find the ones that bear the mark of those capable of being one of them. And you have that mark, Count Rugen of Elonacia..."
Rugen looked at the man confused. "I do not understand.. I have no mark upon me... You must be mistaken..." But he was cut ff by the man before him when he came close and touched his forearm. Suddenly, while light blared from his magic then faded. Suddenly his skin starting glowing orange and it showed a strange symbol... just like the one of Milamber's forehead. Rugen just stared in astonishment. "Then... who else...?"
The light in the distance suddenly flared showing a figure. It was not the fake Arious she had seen, but rather the hooded man from before. He beckoned to her then put his finger over his lips. He looked about nervously as if he was looking out for guards.
Shadow opened the door to Darious' room. "Darious, I need-" He froze seeing his future daughter, Tris, in Darious' arms. "..." He had the most shocked expression on his face. Darious was kissing her neck... And judging from the pile of clothes on the floor, she looked to be completely naked. "DARIOUS!!? What the HELL?!"
Trisiana jerked hearing her father's voice. "Oh no..." She hid under the cover more and pulled Darious closer. "Your wish came...true..." She whispered. It was kinda funny, but she was a little scared. Her cheek were red as a tomato with embarrassment. She couldn't believe her father had just walked in on them...
Milliardo moved about the palace when he heard his father roaring in anger. "What the.. wait.." He moved through the shadows going toward the yelling. That sounds like father... and it seems to be from Darious' room... Wait... Surely... Oh ho.. ho... Darious is going to get it now... Milliardo grinned and stopped in front of door to Darious' room. What he saw made him cough. "Really now... Tris.. I never thought... you were so... low..."
The villager glared and shook his head. "You are mistaken! There were two great mages from this village! Except one was not a man... but a beautiful woman! But you need not know such things. We do not wish for any fighting. Leave this place!" Some of the other men were starting to come out of their houses in the village. They all wore some kind of robe or tunic that would look strange to anyone who was not from Elonacia. They looked at Kazelina threateningly. "But if you force us, we will fight you, mage!"
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