four [action] | back-dated to Sunday morning

[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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[memoryboxes]

[The hit knocks the breath out of her, and she curls up and does precisely what he says—quiets down and grips herself by her arms, trembling faintly. She'd like to say more about how cowardly you are, but she really doesn't want to get kicked anymore.

So she sits with her eyes squeezed shut.]

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[Good, where she belongs. Of course Mithos isn’t satisfied with just that - he has a lot of aggression and anger fuming inside of him, still waiting to pour out. He aims one more kick at the ground, spraying Sayo's huddled form with a shrapnel cloud of snow, ice, and dirt.]

Worthless...completely worthless.

[He's sick of looking at her, sick of being around her. And so he decisively walks past, as if she were nothing more than a rock or a stump.]

[memoryboxes]

[She waits—waits until he walks by and is further away before she sits up with hand around her torso. She works on recollecting what can be saved from her dropped things, shivering and wiping dirt and water from her cheek.

Why was he like that? What was wrong with him? She hadn't done anything...]

[wise_maiden]

[That's quite a scene to walk onto - a certain angry looking blond storming away, and a woman sitting on the ground, looking as if she had been pushed there.

Mithos. Was he going to cause trouble here? Perhaps she should speak to Sokka about putting him on that list, if things were going to be like this.

She hurries over to the woman's side.]

... How badly are you hurt?

[memoryboxes]

[Sayo smiles faintly, nervously.]

Oh, he didn't really hurt me more than scare me...

...I'm just—not sure why. I suppose he was just... very upset over something.

[wise_maiden]

Please just... let me check you over. [She kneels down at her side.]

He carries a lot of anger with him... and it makes him unable to accept reason.

[memoryboxes]

[Sayo nods an okay, looking down.]

...Does it have to do... with his sister? 'Martel'?

[wise_maiden]

Yes... it has everything to do with his sister, unfortunately. [And it all gets so much more complicated from there. She sighs, continuing to check Sayo over.] She had raised him; the only family he had known. Losing her... was something he could not accept.

[memoryboxes]

...That sounds very awful, for him.

[She'd known that he'd lost her, but it was clear that it was a heavy blow that would be hard to fix. If she'd lost Kaji... she wouldn't know what she'd do with herself.]

Is he—is he human...?

[Because the way he was talking...]

[wise_maiden]

[For a moment, she just doesn't know what to say. The woman was only asking questions, certainly, and even a casually innocent one. And something like this really wasn't for her to say, was it?

But he had injured her, crossed a line that he shouldn't have.] ... Did he... say something about that?

[memoryboxes]

When we first spoke... he said... he called me an arrogant human. That his sister had been killed by humans.

[wise_maiden]

Ah... I see. Perhaps we should continue this inside? If you let me know where you live I can guide you there, but staying out here in this weather isn't good for either of us.

[memoryboxes]

[She nods, looking over her shoulder.]

I live just that way. But you don't have to trouble yourself, leading me there, or telling me anything about that boy. It's... really none of my concern, to know more than I do.

...I'll be fine, to simply forgive and forget.

[wise_maiden]

It's... a complicated story, I suppose--and I waver on whether or not it's truly mine to tell, just yet.

He made it your business by doing this to you; and surely you won't be the last he hurts. [A sigh, a slight tilt of the head.] In any case, I wouldn't be comfortable just leaving you like this, anyway.

[memoryboxes]

[A soft smile, though it fades.]

I wouldn't want him to go hurting anyone here... But what can anyone do? I wouldn't want him to get hurt, either.

[wise_maiden]

I know. For now we... just have to deal with it, one instance at a time. He has an opportunity to start fresh here, and yet he's already chosen this path...

[She shakes her head.] ... But that's not for us to worry over now.

[memoryboxes]

...I certainly hope he'll start to change his mind, for his sake.

[She bows with a small smile.]

Thank you for your concern and help.

My name is Sayo.

[wise_maiden]

It's all we can hope for. But please... let me know if he ever mistreats you again. My name is Raine. Raine Sage.

[memoryboxes]

I will. I appreciate it, Raine-san.

[wise_maiden]

You're welcome. [She'll help her gather those groceries too. Hopefully they're still okay.]

If you're still feeling a little sore, I can use my healing magic.

[memoryboxes]

O-oh, no, don't trouble yourself. I feel all right...

[Her side still hurts, but she's adamantly prone to avoiding others doing things for her... Her helpless side bothers her greatly.]

Healing magic...? Is that... the 'spirits'?

[wise_maiden]

Mmm... [She has a feeling that isn't true, but it's not as if she can force the issue if it's not what she wants.]

I have some from home, but I use the spirit's magic when I need it.

[memoryboxes]

From home...? Amazing—some of the things people are capable of in this place never cease to amaze me...

[wise_maiden]

It's... not that special, really. [But she's not happy with the idea of leaving her in a state like this, and that shows.]

[memoryboxes]

Oh, but it is! In my world, we're not capable of things like this! It would be so useful for when people end up breaking something.

[Oh yes, she's doing her best to forget the last 10 minutes never existed! *_*b]