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[imatreenow]

[After speaking with Yuan, Mithos has found his way back to where he hid the pilfered Cruxis Crystal and keycrest deep in the woods. It has taken a little longer than originally planned to reach this glorious moment, but what is a week compared to the chance to regain semi-immortality, to evolve from this pathetically powerless state into a being of ultimate power once more? He can be in control again. He can be in control, and the people of this world will crumble to him. His own world. He can finally have his own world. And when Martel arrives (and she will return one day - how could she not if her beloved brother-who-never-left-her-side-and-always-protected-her-even-when-the-rest-of-the-world-turned-its-ungrateful-back is here?), it can be their world. A world just for them. Like he dreamed of. Like Martel wanted.

He kneels down in the snow at the base of a tree, subtly marked for his own differentiation, and searches around its thick roots for the hole which should contain a small leather pouch--]

...It’s not here. It’s not here.

[He could have sworn he had placed it right here. Seemingly frozen in place, he stares at the spot in shock. It isn’t long before he’s climbing to his feet and the embers of fury are building in his eyes. Someone is going to pay for this. Someone destroyed his plans, his dreams, his everything, and they are going to suffer for that mistake. Starting with the tree. The ground beneath it receives a swift Stalagmite.

So if anyone happens to be in the woods (or in the general vicinity of House 52 as he returns to the village) this morning, you may very well encounter this bundle of sunshine stalking along. Very, very ready to lash out.]

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[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[Well, blame his mother for that. And don't mind him just using the nearest tree as a shield because he likes his space!]

I-I don't even know what that is! I was just walking around!

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[Don't mind him inflicting another spell - Air Thrust - on the hapless tree. Several branches snap off in the gust, and the trunk is scarred.]

You don't need to know what it is to steal it! [...Never mind the fact that Mithos himself stole it from Yuan, but...]

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[That was not necessary!! He's still using it as a shield though, since it is still there.]

...Why would I steal something if I don't know what it is?

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[Now storming past the tree to launch another spell, this time directly at Crona. That wind is sharper than it looks.]

You humans have destroyed everything else, taken away everything of value, everything that mattered - why should I expect anything less from you?

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[Do you want Crona to bleed? Making him bleed can end in a very. bad. way.

He doesn't seem to react to it as much as he should though...since he is pretty used to a cut or two. He's more curious about that magic. The only weird thing besides this whole situation Is his blood, is indeed, black.]

...Because I didn't do it?

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[An enraged Mithos is not a very rational Mithos. He just wants to cause as much damage as possible...he forgets that, now that he is no longer all-powerful, there are consequences.]

Don't act so innocent! [There is no such thing as an innocent human...all are guilty of humanity's collective crimes.]

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[Well that's what trees are for! Which Crona is using as a shield once again. He doesn't even realize he's bleeding just yet.]

But I really haven't done anything! [Not here at least...and he's technically not even human man. C'mon.]

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[Another attack, the same one the first tree received. The ground beneath Crona rises up in jagged spikes. There is a part of Mithos that realizes that it is very unlikely that Crona is the one who took the crystal (people generally attack back if they're trying to hide something), but...he makes such a good target for his aggression.]

Nobody in this world is innocent.

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[Well crap, Crona doesn't have great reflexes, but luckily he is clumsy. So instead of receiving too much damage, he just falls backwards into the snow. Oh does he want to draw Ragnarok right now...] S-stop attacking me!

And if that's true, then you aren't either! [So go and slap yourself. :|]

1/2

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[Much to his aggravation, Mithos realizes that his magic is already losing steam. Luceti's limitations weaken what little remaining power he has to humiliatingly pathetic levels. That, in conjunction with Crona's comment, do nothing to alleviate his anger. He swiftly slams his foot down on Crona's stomach.]

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[Enjoy a kick to the side.]

I only ever wanted to make the world a place free from discrimination, free from hatred, until I realized it was a diseased wasteland beyond redemption! [How can he be guilty of anything? The world refused to accept his help. Refused to accept him and Martel. Humans are the ones at fault, and elves, and everyone in the entire world who hated half-elves simply for being different.] I'm only guilty of protecting my sister!

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[Yeah? Well have fun feeling like you just kicked a tree, even though Crona reacts like any normal person would, and making a pained sound.

But fine, Crona knows very well how to hold his own in a fight, even without just killing the other person. So he'll be grabbing that foot with a pretty decent grip. Be happy Mithos that his hand isn't the part that's bleeding.]


O-ow... Y-you don't have to take it out on people that haven't done anything to you though!

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[Mithos hadn't expected the other boy to suddenly start defending himself. You may notices his eyes widen for a brief moment before settling back into a glare. He tries for another spell, but his body lacks the energy to manifest any sort of magic. Infuriating. For now, suspended in a draw, he settles on glaring down on Crona some more.]

Just looking at you makes me sick.

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[No one likes to be kicked, so who wouldn't start defending themselves? And he's not letting go of that foot just yet either.]

...That's not my fault either.

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[He attempts to break free from Crona's grip, only to discover that...this pathetic dog is deceptively strong.]

Let go of me.

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

No, you'll kick me again...

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[And your point is?]

I said, let go.

[He manages to aim a weak Fireball downward at Crona.]

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[Being kicked hurts. :|

And you know what? Having a living weapon comes in very handy right about now. So have a sudden black shield. Not as big as what he could normally do, but at least he's not burnt.]

T-that's not going to make me want to let go.

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[There appears to be more to this insignificant human than previously thought. Which only serves to antagonize Mithos further. He realizes that this insignificant human could probably outmatch him. It's completely degrading.]

As if I care what you want.

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[As long as Mithos doesn't attack him with a weapon, Crona will see no need to outmatch him. All he wants is to stop being attacked with magic, since it is something he doesn't know how to deal with.]

...I know...but I'm still not going to let go..

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[He does have a sword, but unfortunately (or fortunately) for Mithos, he left it in his house. He assumed that by the time he encountered anyone, he would have the crystal, be a being of ultimate power, etc.]

You are wasting my time.

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[That's very fortunate ...for Crona at least. Weapons make him loose it.]

That's also not my fault. You started it.

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[And you won't let go of him.]

Because you disgust me. Everything about you disgusts me! [He really just wants to hit Crona now, but he's all the way down there.]

[my-safe-corner.livejournal.com]

[And whose fault is that?]

But why? I've never done anything to you! [Then Crona is happy to be on the ground!]

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

You exist. [If you aren't Martel or himself, you are extremely unnecessary.]

[Another attempt to pry himself from Crona's grip. He tugs too forcefully and ends up losing his balance, landing ungracefully in the snow.]