Mithos Yggdrasill (
imatreenow) wrote2010-12-06 12:36 am
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[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.]
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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She holds her other hand out toward the older woman, murmuring something softly as a light glow pours from her hand--it might feel refreshing, or tingly, but the intent is to ease some of the lingering pain from the inflicted wounds.]
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Oh, that feels much better—
[Healing without medicine is something of a brain-buster for her, so she speaks with uncertainty.]
And you... learned this? In your world? Or was it something you always had?
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[She doesn't answer immediately, not until she's gently eased off the casting.] Ah... well, I was born with the ability, but I had to take the time to study and understand it, before I could put it to any true use.
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That's a wonderful way of looking at it. I'll abide by that, myself~!
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[She turns toward the path home, walking.]
Th-though... I suppose I've just never been very good at dealing with winter.
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[She walks with her, at least wanting to make sure she gets to the house safely.] It's not always an easy season.
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You've had difficult winters here?
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Not very long for most people, I suppose.
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[It's that reason she's grateful to Ginko, Sanji, and all of the people who've clarified things and spoken to her. They didn't have to help, and yet they were so kind...]
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[Because honestly, to create a system in a place like this seems difficult, to Sayo. But then again, that's Sayo.]
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