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| Post #81 Jun 21 2013, 01:38 AM | Sonwe |
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| Post #82 Jun 21 2013, 01:38 AM | Sonwe |
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| Post #83 Jun 21 2013, 01:38 AM | Sonwe |
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The streets had an unusual crowd and the air around the Polis was tense. Some people kept their daily routines, indifferent or even oblivious to the Queen's sudden disappearance. Yet, there were others who were desperate, panicking. Crowds gathered around heralds that spread words of doomsday, conspiracy, kidnap, assassination, treason. They spoke of Queen Lizbeth's disappearance as a dark omen to chaos and destruction. They said that Queen had displeased the Trinity Goddess and was replaced and now the Crown was gone somewhere in the world to a more befitting Avatar. Law Enforcers were deployed on the streets to control and calm down the population, but as one of them went to speak to one of the more disturbed heralds, he cast a Mountain magic at the policemen who only barely defended it with their shields. The herald fled and the policemen pursued him. To make use of offensive or dangerous witchcraft without permission within the city limits, against innocents or any other means that is not for self-defense is a felony equal to shooting an illegal firearm. Drones intercepted the herald and the policemen arrested him at swordpoint. Despite that event, Mark and Reazle reached the restaurant safely and in a matter of minutes. The Cooking Fairy was no more than a shed-like structure with a tables and adaptations to make it more of a restaurant. True to its name, the logo depicted a female Aes Sídhe wearing a chef's outfit and using a wooden spoon as a magic wand in a very cliche manner. The decoration was nothing more than just a few fake plants and paintings in the wall depicting fairies doing a variation of things in different places, including traditional Aes Sídhe rituals and dances in clearings. In the center of the restaurant there was a long catering table filled with all sorts of foods, ranging from sushi, rice and steak to fried behemoth heart and cockatrice soup. In front of it there was a large sign with the words: "Anything you can eat for 23 UIC." The beverage menu was not very broad. Soda for 4 UIC, any kind of beer for 7 UIC, an unknown brand of wine for 17 UIC and various flavors of juice for 5 UIC. The dessert was free and also in the catering table. Maybe because of the restaurant just having opened for night was just beginning to fall or because of the current situation of the Polis, the restaurant was near empty, with only 3 tables occupied. The waiters lazily stood leaning against a wall while chatting among themselves, oblivious to the two costumers that had just entered. |
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| Post #84 Jun 21 2013, 01:39 AM | Sonwe |
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| Post #85 Jun 21 2013, 01:39 AM | Sonwe |
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| Post #86 Jun 21 2013, 01:42 AM | Sonwe |
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"Your accusation is unfounded. I asked for your permission to enter the house and you gave it. It's not my blame if you did not pay attention to sweet Evariste's warnings. Otherwise, the protective wards that are woven deeply within the foundations of this household would prevent me from entering." Truth be told, I could have dispelled the wards easily, but doing so would break so many vows I took as Queen and I am a girl of honor. "Regardless of that, since you offer me a place to sit, I shall." I sit down as he glides. He proceeds to ask me what is that I want from him, while trying to look intimidating with by manipulating his ghostly body. I try my best not to giggle at this pathetic display of power. I have to deal with the Prime Minister almost daily and this doesn't even compare to what she can do to intimidate me. I ignore his show as I answer his question. "Why, I want your help, Mr Etienne. The whole United Kingdom wants and need your help. You may not think so but you are very powerful. I know, I can feel it. Dark times approach and it'll threaten the stability of the world as it is today. I know what you must be thinking: 'Why should I care? My existence in this world is merely ephemeral. Before I notice, I'll be gone back to the Ethereal Plane and the physical world will mean nothing to me.' Well, that's true, but not entirely. Because... there's someone here you hold dear, isn't that so? "That's why you isolate yourself like this. You pretend to not care. You treat everyone like they don't matter, but that's only a shield. You close yourself so you don't get hurt more than you were before. You think you do a great job in this, that you are the best actor in the world when hiding your true self. But that's because they can't see him, they can't see Mr. Evariste. But I can. And what you try to hide so intently under wisps,d smoke, a mean face and sour personality, your Arcanus show like a Lighthouse. Isn't that so, sweet Evariste?" I smile warmly at the Arcanus. "You still care for that woman, even though the love you two shared died when the old world died. I know well how strong was your love for her; I am a resourceful Queen after all. When you existed, you killed for her and forfeited your life for her. Would do it again, in a world where you don't exist? Would you sacrifice your life to ensure that she will have a happy and safe future alongside her child? "Oh, and don't worry. This will not come without reward. I can offer you many things if you join me: money, freedom, power, fame, glory, revenge... existence. Think about it." Could I be right? Does he still love that woman? And what would he do for her... or maybe even for himself? |
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| Post #87 Jun 21 2013, 01:44 AM | Sonwe |
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| Post #88 Jun 21 2013, 01:44 AM | Sonwe |
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Laduria Port was strange at best. Its entrance looked like a typical Ladurian building, a large and wide spiral seashell like one of a Nautilus. It leaned against the icy Dome and its hole was actually a gate to control the traffic. Around it there were many metal containers and carts with Neodiadectes traction for transportation. The shell itself was merely a huge warehouse and pathway. Its inside was a large empty space from floor to ceiling, with nothing but the hanging lights. Its walls however were divided into five levels with many chambers were the stuff to be shipped and that entered the city were stored until receiving clearance to keep on their way. People could see working over the catwalks, lifting heavy boxes, shouting at each other and using elevators that moved sideways to pile up stuff. The ground level was busy, for it mixed both travelers and people lifting cargo. The inside was warmer than the outside and the building reeked of animals, food, rot and filth. On both sides of the Port, workers ran around in hush carrying stuff and giving orders. A few smaller than usual Neodiadectes could be seen inside the building pulling luggage or other kinds of boxes. However, the middle of the ground floor however was reserved as a lobby for the costumers, being separated from the confusion and dangers of the cargo area through tall fences. That did not help with the smell or the sound. On the middle of the lobby there was a circular counter people and computers. That was the place where one could by a the tickets to travel one of the "ships". There were two vacant receptionists. A Sylph with a slender built, comely face and long hair and a Umbra with a muscular built and a more masculine appearance due to her short hair cut. |
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| Post #89 Jun 21 2013, 01:44 AM | Sonwe |
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| Post #90 Jun 21 2013, 01:45 AM | Sonwe |
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He accepts. I feel bad for being so hard on him, so blunt. But I learned as Queen that sometimes, you can't just smile and say gentle words to reach the desired outcome. "I'm deeply sorry going this personal. But dark times require dark measures. Trust me, Mr Etienne, you made the wise choice." I turn myself to Evariste. "This will be a test of loyalty, both from you and your Companion, sweet Evarist. Maybe you two are not loyal to me completely yet, but I hope that eventually you will. Maybe not loyalty to me entirely, but to the cause and all it represents. Sadly, I cannot explain in detail what this cause is about, because even here we are not safe from spies and conspirators. I must take each step with much caution. "If you truly have accepted, I need more than just your word, Mr Etienne. Pack your things, take only the essential. I'll make sure that the rest of your belongings reach your destination. You need to go to the 'Ritz-Carlton Hotel' in Central Park. It doesn't have to be right now, it doesn't have to be today. As long as you reach the hotel before Trinitas Eve, which is the day after tomorrow, it'll be fine. Once you get there, you'll be approached by the manager, a female fellow Acmonian. She will ask of your name and you must answer: 'I am but the nonexistent who dreams of Reality.' She will give you a room and entrust you on what to do next. Mr Etienne, you help will be much appreciated and the Kingdom will thank you. I must go now, I have someone else to meet. May you have a safe journey. Until we meet again." With that, I nod a good-bye and exit through the front door. I must make haste to my next meeting. |
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| Post #91 Jun 21 2013, 01:45 AM | Sonwe |
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| Post #92 Jun 21 2013, 01:45 AM | Sonwe |
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Bow down and let's get with it.♥♫ *wink*
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| Post #93 Jun 21 2013, 01:46 AM | Sonwe |
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------------------------ Lux & Tenebrae ------------------------ "Thank you for using our service. Gérard will take you and your belongings to the vessel," the lady in the boarding desk said after scanning, her Glossolalia thick with a French accent. Soon after, a young man appeared and led the twins through the airship airport. The airport was a very tall building shaped like the upper case letter "E", with the vertical stroke being the main building and the horizontal ones being the airdocks. The airport had many levels, and the airships kept afloat while docked, one over the other. There were big airships and small ones. True aircruises and small private airships. One of them having in common being safer, faster and more comfortable than the average airplane, and all kept afloat by the power of Gravigems. The twins' airship was located at the dock L-6, which meant it was in the 6th floor of the building and at dock L, located at the left docks. Gérard took the twins through an elevator and after a long walk, they arrived at the dock L. The airship was not as big and majestic as the large ones. It was 60 meters long, 30 meters wide and 20 meters tall, and albeit its small size, it was enough for a short trip between Paris and Lisbon. It was made of metal but green in color, with a black wyvern painted on the side. The airship was shaped like a blimp, but flat on the top, making it look like a cross between a ship and a whale. It had wings on the sides, but not as wide as an airplane's. Above it there were two masts with orange-glowing spinning rings, its "sails", making it an older airship model. Behind it, there was the rudder, also glowing orange. Gérard led the twins inside through the bridge that connected the ship to the dock. The entire inside was covered in carpet, also green in color and also with black wyvern motifs. The ship only had two lounges, one being a bar with benches and black couches for resting, card game and board games tables. The other one was the restaurant and both being surrounded by shut windows that revealed the open sky. Albeit not being much, it was enough for an airship with only 35 cabins. The twins' cabins were Gérard left them had only two beds, a desk and a small TV. The minibar didn't have much things, only a few candies an chocolates for 5UIC, peanut and chips for 10 UIC, soda for 7 UIC, water for 5 UIC and cups. There was no alcoholic beverages, because the twins were minors. There was a small bathroom connected to it. No windows were present on the bedroom. Truly a room only meant for sleeping. A loud siren rang followed by the announcement that the airship was departing. The sail rings began to spin clockwise very fast and the ship moved forward, soaring through the skies. ------------------------ Andriniainampoinimerina ------------------------ The show was beautiful. As Ajine Loren Iderinel sang, she and her dancers also used magic to create effects emulating the lyrics. Trees sprouted around the stage and bloomed, fire danced and fought with water, forming a mighty serpent of light that slithered in the air towards the crowd, before disappearing in a burst of butterflies. Through the show, the blurred silhouette of her Arcanus could be seen, made of an aura of magical energy. It looked like a woman, but her legs were wrong and she seemed to have wings. The strange aura danced with the music. The Arcani could see it perfectly tho. It was a siren, torso of a woman but legs and wings of a bird. Her hair was magenta and her feathers were purple colored. She sang along the singer and her voice was alluringly beautiful. Vorombola complained about staying next to the old man with the pink headband, but could not even begin to feel frustrated over Andry's refusal to move when a loud thump sound echoed through the stadium, audible even through the loud music. Above, a large wyvern was perched on the border of the stadium's roof, across the stage. The creature was about 6 meters tall and 9 meters long with its spiked tail, its scales dark green in color, indicating this Wyvern originated from the lowland forests and its eyes glowed in many colors reflecting the show's lights. It had long membranous wings and powerful legs, but no arms. At first, people thought that was part of the show, until the beast gave out a might roar which made the Ajine stop singing and scream in horror. The crowed became a tormented ocean. People began the evacuation drill orderly, but some were overcome by terror and went to the went to the wrong way, starting a confusion. Some were overcome by courage and began casting their magic at the beast, painting the sky with explosions and causing derbies of dirt, splashes of water and sparks to fall on the crowd. The magic attacks served only to enrage the beast that flew towards the bleacher. The old man with the pink headband clang to Andry's legs screaming in terror. "I DON'T WANNA DIE TODAY!! I JUST WANTED TO ENJOY THE CONCERT!!," the man's held so tightly that Andry couldn't move, preventing him from escaping like the people around him. Vorombola could see that the man's Arcanus was equally scared, clinging to the man's neck desperately, a little pink furry creature with long arms and legs, but just the size of a finger. The wyvern landed nearby Andry and glanced at the boy. Another might roar and the creature spat fire towards the sky. Most of the people from that area of the bleacher had already evacuated, but the old man refused to move or let go of Andry. The Wyvern, attracted by the pink headband, saw on the boy and the man a easy prey, and entered hunting stance by beating its wings fiercely forward, creating powerful gusts of wind to disorient the preys. A few gathered around using magic to confuse the wyvern, while the running crowed tried their best to avoid it and its gust of wind. The attacks, however, were in vain and the beast jumped and flew towards Andry and the old man, breathing fire. When it was about to attack the boy with its sharp teeth, a voice echoed loudly and musically through the stadium: "Tima Ástyntan!" Everything changed in the blink of an eye. The air became stale and heavy, all sound muted and the silence was deafening. Light danced strangely in the air, shining brighter than usual and oscillating in waves. Andry could feel that the grip of the old man suddenly lost its force, even though the man still held his legs firmly. But the most impressive thing was that the dragon had stopped in the middle of its flight, its claws merely a few inches away from Andry's face. The same was valid for the people; they had become statues, frozen in the middle of their movements, some running, some falling, some casting magic. The World had become still... Time had stopped. Only Andry and Vorombola seemed unaffected. Suddenly, breaking the tormenting silence, footsteps could be heard coming from the stage. clak clak clak clak.... they got louder, amplified by the silence and by the acoustic shape of the stadium. clak clak claK clAK cLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK!! And it stopped. The brown haired girl with the jacket and the white T-Shirt was behind the microphone. She seemed to listen from some music with her pink headphones, judging by the way she rhythmically bobbed her head. She removed the headphones and held the microphone, which let go a annoying feedback sound. "One two, one two, testing. Hello everybody!! I hope you are enjoying the show! Now... ahem... I'd like to dedicate this song to my number one and only listener, Andriniainampoinimerina!" The girl hummed a melody then she concluded: "Yeah, I don't know how to sing. Anyways, Andry, could you come down here in the stage? Oh, wait! I should do something about this Wyvern. Hang on!" The girl clapped her hands and the Wyvern exploded into countless dragonflies of many colors that flew away to the horizon. The girl then said: "Now you can come down here. Don't worry about the man clinging to you. You can still move things even when time is frozen. Also, hi Vorombola!" The girl waved. |
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| Post #94 Jun 21 2013, 01:46 AM | Sonwe |
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Bow down and let's get with it.♥♫ *wink*
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| Post #95 Jun 21 2013, 01:46 AM | Sonwe |
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Bow down and let's get with it.♥♫ *wink*
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| Post #96 Jun 21 2013, 01:46 AM | Sonwe |
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Bow down and let's get with it.♥♫ *wink*
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| Post #97 Jun 21 2013, 01:46 AM | Sonwe |
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Bow down and let's get with it.♥♫ *wink*
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| Post #98 Jun 21 2013, 01:46 AM | Sonwe |
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------------------------ Alte ------------------------ The scent of the flowers, mud and fertilizer filled the shop. A combination of different smells, sweet and sour, pleasant and unpleasant, filled the nose of those who entered. The inside of the shop was a rainbow, an explosion of colors and shades that created an abstract painting. "Natural Blossom" was a tiny haven of beauty and simplicity against the oppressive and filthy sea of concrete that was New York City. A costumer had just made his purchase; a Trinitas garland. He left the store into the cold white winter day, leaving Alte and his mother alone without costumers. The woman did not idle, however, using that time to spray the flowers with water and using some spell to keep them in bloom. The inside of the shop was pleasantly warm, but a icy sword forged from winter burst that heat bubble when the door was suddenly opened and a gust of white wind filled with snow entered the shop. Some petals lifted in the air and danced around until the door was closed again. And the girl was smelling some roses. The girl may have come inside when the door opened, but it seemed more that she simply materialized inside the shop, as if carried by that gust of wind. And the girl was snow. Her skin was white, her fur coat was white and sprinkled with tiny crystals that twinkled as it moved. Her hair was pink, but as it descended, it became clearer and clearer until reaching a pale shade of blond. And upon her head rested a crown of diamonds. She held a rose near her nose and took a deep breath before turning around and saying: "You have a lovely shop, Mrs Luminaire. The flowers here are simply fabulous!" Lizbeth put the flower back in its place. "I believe you know who I am, but I shall introduce myself formally regardless. I am Lizbeth of Caliburn, Queen of Britannia. Please to meat the four of you" Lizbeth nodded a greeting. "May I speak with you, Mr Alte?" ------------------------ Lux Aeternitas ------------------------ "Hi, do you have anything that you would recommend for me?" The boy questioned the barista. The Golem gave the boy a close examination and pondered. "I'm not sure," he replied. "Forgive me, ma'an, but I'll..." that's when she realized the wings were of a dragonfly. "I'm so sorry, sir! I didn't realize you were a man. I always get confused about the Aes Sídhes. Your people look like teens through your whole lives and you are all androgyny." The Golem chuckled nervously. "But I bet you wouldn't be able to tell I'm a female Golem if it wasn't for my voice and the fact that my torso has shapes that resemble breasts." And truth on that. The golem's only truly feminine features were her metallic breast-like shape and her voice. the rest of her body was pretty much genderless. She didn't have the slender and curvy shape that female Golems usually have. Her limbs were skeletal and her body was more like a big cylindrical compartment with the purpose of protecting her vital machinery. Her head was a a metal ball with glowing eyes and a moving mouth. "Anyways, as I was saying before my blunder, sir, since you are an Aes Sídhes, I am supposed to assume that you are underage and recommend you our coffee or soda based drinks. But the I truly recommend is the 'Cafe Mocha, Clara's Special'," she leaned closer to Lux and whispered, "which I'll make for you with half the price, for just 6 UIC, as an apology for my blunder earlier. I am Clara, by the way. So, what will it be?" she asked, with a "smile" on her face. |
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| Post #99 Jun 21 2013, 01:46 AM | Sonwe |
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Bow down and let's get with it.♥♫ *wink*
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| Post #100 Jun 21 2013, 01:47 AM | Sonwe |
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