Luce's frown let up and her pale eyes darkened, "That Demon.....I see...." She didn't like the idea of getting Lenny's gift from a demon she didn't like. "Alright Lenny....if you say so. I still don't understand why we're trusting this demon... Why's he so important Lenny?" She fixed Lenny with her best icy stare. Keeping the threat out of her eyes she still allowed what small amount of chilidsh innocence she might've had into it.
He cracked a smile slightly, "Your eyes are fixed too. When a Seraphim of the High Court heals, he does not exempt anything. Your abilities remain the same though. It is a good gift to be able to see through another's eyes...to imagine the world as they picture it. Tomorrow, when I teach I'd like you to test your powers on me." A rare opportunity, to use powers on a Seraphim.
ooc: my bad. bic: Ryku sighed heavily and though secretly relished the only human contact that he got in his line of work that was friendly and backed away from him. "Kaleb...be careful. Yesterday, Demitri was unwilling to shoot at you. I won't.... I can't afford to treat you any differently than them." Though Ryku hated talking to his friend this way, he needed it to be known. "I'll be working harder than ever to get my paycheck." With that paycheck he could afford Demitri's extremely expensive medicine. How could I have fallen so low....
Alice obliged him in what he asked. His hands were warm on her leg but the light that surged from him into her wound was freezing cold. Alice bit her lip to keep from crying out at the biting cold. The Darkness in her wound responded as expected and faded...the poison not so much. Though fading in coloration, remained otherwise. Alice touched the healed jagged wound and frowned, "Hmm....Light touched by Darkness.....I don't like where this is going. A thousand years and I haven't allowed Darkness inside my body....that Heartless....It was a trap...I know it was." Alice thinned her lips into a hard line and closed her eyes, thinking hard. She squirmed out of Auran's arms and waved her hand in front of her, projecting an image of the Heartless she'd fought. "Hmm..." her eyes remained closed as she slowly dismembered her image of the Heartless. Eventually all that was left was it's emblem. She smiled, "Do you see what I see?"
The Seraphim's smile was gentle and sympathetic as waves of golden energy flowed into her. The energy mended her bones and healed her cuts. Each though feeling like it'd set fire to her wounds. As one wound healed and closed, the fire eased from that spot and cooled. The larger the cut or more serious the broken bone, the more excrutiating it felt. His tan hands remained on her head and one over her heart as he healed her and the Seraphim thought she reminded him a little of their Angel of Hatching. She wasn't one to take pain lightly but she bore it without a word and did her best to do as they asked. The Seraphim admired her and soon most of her cuts had healed and her bones were mended. A few more minutes and she was completely healed, besides her wing.... The Seraphim removed his hands and watched her cautiously with concern glowing in his golden eyes. "Are you alright?"
Lynne shook her head weakly, "No...I shouldn't....have gone....to Ryku's....He told me....a lot of things....and it made me realize....how little my head is actually...in the game." she panted a breath and sat on her bed, her eyes closed in pain and a light sheen of sweat covered her skin, "I wanted to remind...myself....how I was useful....and I go and get myself...shot. I'm an idiot.... I needed to do something....you were all trying to save Kevin....and I was being selfish..." Lynne's eyes glazed and closed and she crumpled on the bed, lying motionless. Doctors hurried inside, jostling Kurisu and re-attaching all the cords and wires to Lynne. A thready pulse blipped on the machines again and they gave her an oxygen mask. Without warning, a doctor ripped open her bandages and gown, revealing a good portion of her body to Kurisu and her wound. What had been a small bullet wound before now was a long ragged cut in the middle of her chest. The wound bled freely and they restitched the stitches that had come open. "Good..nothing serious this time..." "Her pulse is failing Doctor." "Dammit...someone alert the heart surgen. We'll need him to check all the damage. We'll have to open her back up and see what's been damaged by her little walk about." They ignored Kurisu altogether.
Luce froze. Lenny was offering her a chance to have her very own Demon-killing Knife. For once in her life, she truely smiled. It was awkward on her but her pale eyes lightened considerably and her smile eased from it's awkward state to her natural smirk. "Thanks Lenny." She tilted her head for a moment, "An associate? You know that I could've gone to get the knife myself. Are you sure something like that is trust-worthy in someone else's hands?" Luce frowned and tapped her chin with a well manicured finger, "Who's bringing it here?"
Lynne opened her mouth to speak and shut it. Her eyes were glazed with pain and panic. Her memory was blurred and kept replaying how she'd gotten hurt. A simple gun shot echoed through her head and she flinched. "Kur...isu....I'm...s-orry...." Her voice was weak and ragged as if she hadn't used it in forever.
Demitri nodded slowly. He could understand. Though no one knew anything about Demitri and his parents, Ryku recalled the entire painful truth about his father. He spoke slowly and quietly, "You remember the night you met Demitri and I? It was raining....Dem had the flu and was still out with me on a mission. We were still young...." he paused and his pale eyes turned dark, "It's hard to recall now but...do you remember the man who met us at our home? The man who opened the door and started to curse in a drunken accent....? Our Father...not the brightest bulb in the lamp but...when he was sober, he was a good soldier....perhaps too good. Our Father was a drunk....and a damn mean one at that." Ryku glared past Kaleb into the street, "He told me everyday that Demitri was worthless and that I should leave him behind and advance in my ranks to be the best I could be. He and I knew I could....but I couldn't leave Dem. He was my little brother and I needed him with me to succeed....I still need him.....he's....going to die Kaleb....His illness isn't a small cough anymore....he thinks I don't know but...I know he's been coughing up blood." Ryku stepped forward until he was within reach of the hospital doors, "There's a reason I came here tonight....These people have it....the medicine Demitri needs at the moment." he hesitated for a long time, without speaking. "......Demitri can't be cured.....we can only pause his situation with the medicine to extend his life. How long will it last...I don't know...." he turned to Kaleb and smiled sadly, "I'm telling you this in case anything happens to me. Someone needs to look out for the big oaf. And...you're younger than I. I know the EBO will ship me out somewhere else when Demitri dies....when that happens....promise you'll visit his grave. The big idiot gets lonely easily." His pale eyes were incredibly sad. It was as if someone had killed a puppy right in front of a small child and then kicked the small corpse. Ryku looked older. Lines around his eyes showed more and a streak or two of premature gray hair glinted in his white hair. Lynne hustled and bustled from the long hall into the lobby, her wild eyes saw her fellow Runners but failed to recognize them. She weazed horribly and the receptionist screamed as blood seeped through her bandages and hospital gown she wore.
Uriel's brown eyes snapped up to Kaila and she set her mouth in a grim line, "Welcome back Kaila.... Nothing....nothing at all." she replied stiffly and swept past Kaila and out into the hall. Her wings were nothing but a faint glimmer behind her. A strange power allowed her to hide them, but most of the other's didn't know what it was that gave her that power. Gabriel knew something about it and Ren probably knew, though he liked his own secrets where they were and didn't care about anyone elses. Uriel's thoughts turned dark as she thought of the Seraphim of the High Court interacting with the first years so soon as tomorrow. He could hurt them. His touch on their minds would be too superficial. The Seraphim nodded, his hood rustling as it fell back, revealing beautiful honey golden eyes set in a well tanned face with thick black hair brushing his shoulders. Two thick streaks of silver were set at each temple. He smiled gently and set a glowing hand on Tori's head, sending healing energy waves through her. Though as her wounds and broken bones mended, it must've felt like he'd lit her on fire. No matter what, a Seraphim could not heal with no consequence. If he gave no consequence, he'd take the pain unto himself and he wouldn't be fit to teach tomorrow. "Try to keep calm and empty your mind. Your pain will be brief but it will show you are healing. I am the Seraphim of the High Court. If you can keep from screaming, I'll tell you my name." he kept his beautiful honey golden eyes on hers and tried to coax her into not screaming so he wouldn't alert the other students. The less that saw him now the better. His name....something he and other Seraphims kept secret from other angels including other Seraphim. It was a rare honor to be told the name of a Seraphim of the High Court.
Hm, sup buddy. not much. Finally done with all the school related crap so I can focus on having fun and gaining weight. lol Not doing so great...
These make me happy. Always the music from KH on the piano is so beautiful...so full of emotion. I'd like to meet the pianist who plays them and just hug them. :3
Luce felt her muscles tense in Lenny's hug and yet she'd trained her mind to relax and slow her frantic heart beat. She watched him as carefully as he had when he'd first brought her in. Her determination to make herself feel guilty for what she'd done and what Azazel had did to her was firm and solid as a rock. Though she'd taught herself not to feel that way, she still punished herself occasionally. The lack of sex was probably the first way she did it. Though her natural human bodily instincts would always crave it, she locked it down. Shaking her head, Luce turned slightly away from Lenny. "It's understandable. Scott and Adam can't protect themselves very well against demons....I can. Since I am the first, I have nothing to worry about when fighting....the others needed help." She wiped her hands on her jeans, Luce hadn't realized how sweaty she could get when she was lacking demon blood, and stuck them into her pockets. "It's not like I need one of those blades....one day...I hope to find the Colt again..." A futile wish of hers but Luce wouldn't give up trying to kill Azazel for ruining her life and making her who she was today.
Ren sighed lightly and grabbed Jegudiel's stuff, following him. "You sure do know how to hit it hard to a man. History will always be my passion here. Nothing better than remembering the old heros of our time and past events that made us who we are." He'd always revert to that in the end. He glanced up at a clock they'd had fixed recently and noticed the day was ending. Soon dinner... his stomach growled slightly, but Ren's indifferent expression never changed. Uriel sensed Tori's distress but before she could move, the Seraphim disappeared and reappeared next to Tori. He lifted and cradled her head on his lap. His hands surprisingly tan for a man who wore a hooded cloak all the time with sleeves that covered his fingers. His words were smooth and whisper quiet as he spoke to Tori, "You're safe with me little one. Relax your mind and soul and allow me to ease your hurt." he waited patiently for Tori to aknowledge his words. OOC: After all's said an done, who's up for a time skip right to dinner? It's eventful.
Ash hesitated, "Hmm? Oh, of course!" he grinned widely, "There's um, the Day of Twilight. It's a celebration of our Twilight King's rule. He's been good to us....he deserves a day of his own. There's fireworks....food, drink....parties all over Haven....and even the most serious of soldiers let loose for once. I on the other hand...." his face paled slightly and he shook his head, "Never mind." Adrien smiled at her, relaxing the hate from his face, "Let me." he touched his right hand to the blackened gate and recited something in a different language. After he finished, the gates shifted and slowly opened on their own. He looked back at Cat and weakly smiled, "My grandmother was originally from Haven....she taught me their old magic. Old magic binds the protective barriers around Haven's walls and seals this gate. Only those who are invited in by a Haven-born child or those who know the language of old can move freely into Haven. Travelers are usually let in by the Gate Keeper...." he looked around, seeing no one he shrugged and moved through the gate. Twilight Road lie ahead of them. A long cobble stone road with several caravans with merchants on it and only a few, scarce pillars of twili-energy glowed, keeping it dimly lit.
Ryku poked his head around a corner and smiled at Kaleb. "Demitri's just fine." His pale eyes bore into his old friend as he studied him as if to figure out what he was up to. "Is this your plan? Leaving the EBO?" He pushed his fingers through his white hair and studied his hand for a while. "I hope this is what you want Kaleb. I don't know how to explain it to myself....I'm sure your superior could but for some reason....I just feel like you know what you're doing." Lynne shoved her way out of bed, the beeping machines went beserk as she wobbled to her feet and hobbled out of her room. Several cords dragged after her as she dizzily made her way down the hall toward the familiar sounds of her comrades talking. She needed to see if everyone was alright. She had to make sure no one was hurt.
Lightning broke from her trance at seeing the Guardian Corps again and lucky for her, their new commander didn't recognize the l'Cie from 500 years ago. She walked as casually as she could and glanced barely up at the ship. She'd broken Sazh and Vanille out of that ship before, she could do it again. "I thought we had til you counted to ten to answer your questions. It seems to me you still have a lot of unanswered questions. Commander." Lightning formally saluted the Commander like she'd done all those years ago with her superior in the Guardian Corps. Her icy eyes never moved away from his as she now was of (though not deduced by him) higher status than Argent. "The two women who spoke to you who seemed...different to you...are not simply l'Cie. They're Crystal l'Cie from what I've seen. You, Commander Argent, have been fooled by the oldest trick in the book." She eyed him up and down and tilted her head, "You're also as greedy as Cid Raines was. If anything, I think Cocoon's protectors should go back to Cocoon and let l'Cie handle protecting Pulse. You've never cared for Pulse and despite what you believe, the Cavelry....Cocoon....couldn't care less about Pulse's welfare. l'Cie are not Cocoon's enemies anymore. We are it's saviors." She didn't feel like making her speech any longer by adding who she was but kept a firm hand on her gunblade. Akira noticed Lightning move to stand somewhat beside Ryou and dimly thought, That should make him happy, having Light stand next to him. she couldn't figure out why she'd thought that. Shaking her head, Akira stared up at the ship going to take them prisoner and listened to Light. "We aren't going anywhere. We're staying right here and fixing Oerba." she growled low under her breath.
Lightning had focused most of her energy on saving those who were in need. She stared at the smoking remains of Fang and Vanille's house and sighed. All those memories....gone. Shaking her head, Light turned and nearly ran into a Guardian Corps officer. She took a rapid step back and glared at him. He took one look at her, noticing her arm plate that still signified her position in the Guardian Corps and backed up. "What the....Sir! Sir!" she gave him another icy glare as he started to call for his commanding officer. Lightning would've silenced him if there weren't already a few other Guardian Corps officers standing and staring at her too. A 500 year old Guardian Corps officer now l'Cie. Great. Akira ran until her lungs felt like they would burst and kept running. She barely skidded to a halt when they finally reached Oerba. She took one look around and felt tears well up behind her eyes, "Oerba....home....why did this have to happen?" She felt like someone had punched her in her stomach. Tearing her gaze away from the remains, she looked for her comrades.
Alice bit her lip hard and choked on her next words, "Nova took the worst of it. She's hurt and she left me. She has poison and darkness inside her and she's gone. I don't....know how to help her. I don't know how to help myself." She buried her face in his shoulder, wishing it was all a long, horrible dream she'd wake from any minute now.
Luce frowned. "Me? Why me? I'm just like all the others. My father killed himself and mom was already dead. I fend for myself." Luce's silver eyes lifted from the floor and probed Lenny's face, "How am I any different from the rest?" Her question was loaded with a zillion other questions and all her tension road on that one question.
