Chronicles of Gaia (RP)

Kuja had made his way to the garden and soon found Labrador tending to the garden. There was one specific flower he'd noticed; a silver rose. It was the same flower that Rowan had mentioned when they first ran into Iliya, a flower that two people who asked for help to save that girl apparently gave to Toré. So, this man was one of them. "So, you came after all", Labrador finally spoke up. "We can speak freely here; about that other world you came from." Kuja's eyes narrowed. "Where did you hear that?" he asked. He hadn't said anything about such a thing yet. "Surely you must have heard about the Seven Ghosts during your stay in this world?" Labrador asked, resulting in a nod from the Genome. "My true identity is that of Profe, the speaking spirit. I'm able to see the future, and I share the memories of other incarnations of Profe. For example, the 'me' that is currently in the world you've been residing in. You've saved that girl from a terrible fate in this world." "There's no way Ayanami will just leave her be...he was quite obsessed with keeping her close", Kuja responded, not quite sure what to think about the male's story. "Frau will keep her safe, as he did with the Iliya in your world until she ended up in her current predicament", Labrador mentioned. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about, anyway. I need you to talk to the goat in your group and tell him about what you learned here." "What does Toré have to do with any of this, anyway?" Kuja wondered. According to Rowan the other Labrador had asked for Toré's help as well. "I've foreseen that he will be able to help her, that's all I'm able to say on the matter for the time being", Labrador's gaze shifted back to the flowers. "While she's safe from Ayanami in this world, the same cannot be said for yours. He cannot find her right now, but he surely will be able to sooner or later." ((Okay so I didn't finish the section just yet...next time then.))

Stretching with an audible cracking from her Elbows, Ama removed the Blindfold, muttering a relieved exclamation about being able to see properly again, "Right then, we're gonna speed through the next few worlds, I get the feeling we're on a timer all of a sudden, so, we go in, locate what we need, and get the hell out." swiping the Mirror which lead to Heim Rada away, another Mirror slid in to take it's place, "Ah, the Khajiit's world... heres hoping none of you run into her, she was a bit of a Murder Hobo before mellowing out a little, we're going to an underground cavern complex, Blackreach or something, we head for the chamber where a Scroll was kept, we're not there for the Scroll though, heads up, stay. quiet. stay very, very quiet, and Rowan," she sighed, "We'll have open air in the next world, unless you suddenly like Caves now."

"Tell me something...Labrador, was it?" Kuja crossed his arms, still thinking. If this was about saving the girl in their world, then he needed to know what happened to her in her timeline...what would have happened had he not been here to take her away from Ayanami. "What happened to Iliya in her timeline? You said I saved her from a terrible fate in this world, but you also said Frau protected her in hers. How did she get away from Ayanami in her world, then?" Kuja asked, it was a question that resulted in a grim look on Labrador's face. "Ayanami killed her. She had just turned nine and was forced to take the Begleiter exam in the military; she refused to kill, and a 'mere slave' refusing to take orders was unthinkable. Those ranked higher than Ayanami commanded him to kill her, and her body was then dumped in the valley nearby", Labrador explained, which for a moment only added to Kuja's confusion. "Iliya comes from a bloodline of the Seven Ghosts. After her death, the soul of the Ghost Vertrag possessed her body, bringing her back to 'life' so to speak. It was then that Frau found her, and protected her since. They decided it was best for her to change her identity, which is probably why you know the young girl in this world as Lucia, rather than Iliya", Labrador continued. "So Ayanami found out that she's still alive in our world?" Whatever memories that girl had hidden, they had to be quite important if Ayanami continued to obsess over her even after he'd actually killed her. The two males finished their conversation, and Kuja returned to the guest room. Frau was sitting by the young girl's bed, sighing at the glare Kuja gave him. "Listen, I know you're concerned about her...but you have a place to return to, don't you?" Frau asked. "I'll keep her safe, I promise you that." "I've heard all I needed to from Labrador", Kuja responded. If it weren't for the fact that this male was apparently special to Iliya, he probably would've felt differently about leaving right now. She would be fine...and more importantly, she was truly living in this world. Having succeeded with his 'mission', Kuja had left the guest room again, finding an empty area instead where the portal back to the tower appeared shortly after. He hadn't said goodbye to Lucia, not wanting to wake the young girl after all she'd been through. The male Genome went through the portal, finally returning to the tower.

"Oh, my name's Laura. My Species is called 'Tellurian Siren' though most people just go with 'Siren.' Tellurian just means I have legs instead of a fish tail or wings." Laura tapped the side of her legs. This was a good start. Kahlua seemed pretty curious about her as well. Probably had never seen a Siren before, but then again, she'd never seen a poison cat like him before either. "personally, I'd like to use them while we talk. Why don't we head back toward the train?" She took another bite of pie and started walking back toward the Ixion. Once she was sure Kahlua was walking with her, she continued her explanation. "I guess your next question is going to be about that transforming I did earlier." Laura shook her head, her hair changing color to a sleek black and lengthening down to her mid back. "Sirens have two main powers: we can change our appearance and we can use our voice to infatuate and control those who hear it. Some sirens specialize in one or the other, but we can always do both."

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Rowan sat on his little cliff-side for some time, but inevitably he would stand and head back down the mountain. At one relatively steep stretch the angel broke into a run. It made him wonder that if he lost his balance and fell over some steep ledge, would he use his wings to catch himself? He wasn't sure, but then again he had promised himself to stop thinking along those lines after reading Aislin's half letter. If only it could be that easy. ... Rowan sat huddled up in some corner away from the others on the train ride back, and didn't say anything as they exited the mirror and arrived back in the tower. The sight of all the mirrors floating around reminded him of the world Laura had brought the others into earlier. He still needed to interrogate her about that, not to mention what she had said about talking things out... The sound of his name brought Rowan out of his thoughts. Ama was saying something about caves in the next world. He gave her a silent nod of acknowledgement. More caves... well at lest he'd have an excuse to stay on the ground this time around.

As Ama went through the Mirror, she found herself kneeling on the ground, fist curled on the ground, she didn't really remember doing that, but, picking herself up and looking around as others came through, she took a look from her vantage point, scanning for movement and signs of 'life', there were none, but there sure were a lot of corpses, broken machines, and random trash lying around... "Yep, Manaya Sandstrider has been here, most definitely, we can speak freely now, instead of conversing in gestures, saves time and effort, if you see a walking Anthropomorphic Cat? Run." she moved on quickly after that, stopping once she reached a set of gates, "Oh, right, we're looking for a chamber, should have a bunch of bronze-looking structures in it, ignore the Scroll if it's there, we're not here for that." looking back to the gates, Ama noted the intricate lock on it, "No-one lockpicks anymore." her boot came crashing forward against it, the gates were blown clean off their hinges as a result, "Let's go."

Like a lifted veil, Kyo took a step into a corridor of the tower from the shadows. A puzzled look met his gaze as he peered around. This obviously was not his destination, and he was not one to make such a crucial mistake in his shadow-walking. He sighed audibly annoyed as he took a step backward, finding no comfort in the walls around him. He turned to step back into the Void, but was met with another soft footstep as his foot landed on the tile. He froze as the realization hit him that he was still in this quiet room. He reached for his tossled hair and ran outstretched fingers through it as he thought. Though he tried to keep his long hair tidy, it never stayed where he wanted it for long. He pushed the pale strands out of his grayish eyes that seemed to be getting more curious by the minute. He chuckled quietly to himself - he had always heard tales of a demon losing his way, but he never assumed it would happen to him.

Lynn's battle with her own shadow had been a fierce one. Her own attacks had been weakened due to the presence of her own shadow, and said shadow knew the weaknesses of her 'real' counterpart all too well. It also didn't help that said shadow wouldn't quit taunting her. But then...there was also what Celere had said in reaction to the shadow. The others are only good at hiding it? They hadn't adapted to this world either? Why was it that those words seemed to calm her ever so slightly, when she had just been denying feeling like that to begin with? Lynn let out a sigh. Fighting like this would get her nowhere...Yu and Yosuke would know what to say at times like these. Whenever someone faced their shadow, they were always so accepting of whatever it was they said...so accepting of the 'true' feelings of whoever they were with... When Kuja returned to the tower, the first thing he noticed were the two spiked orbs that had appeared next to him; one red, the other blue. He recognized them, he'd used them before in that dual-god place. So this was the reward he'd earned for going through that hell there? Well, they would certainly be useful, but he could inspect them later. Right now there were other matters on his mind...like finally seeing Mizuki again, and then getting some rest. He made his way towards the room Mizuki had been staying in before he'd left...hopefully she'd still be there, but Kuja had no idea how much time had passed since he'd left. He spotted Kudret near the door of the room, and Rikazu in a chair next to the bed Mizuki was resting in. "Seems crowded here", Kuja murmured, making his way into the room, his eyes focused on Mizuki. He really had missed her these past few months...

Kudret swiftly moved to the side for Kuja with a murmured, "Hello," before continuing his way out of the room. He did not need to stay any longer; that and he sensed the three would probably need to talk alone without any outside parties present. Kudret worked his way back to the mirror room and sat down against a corner, almost curling up and closing his eyes. 'Alright Diemia, we are alone. What did you wish to talk about?' *I think I need to know exactly what has happened since we were separated.* '...Very well. I'll start at the beginning.'

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Aislin nodded at Ama's inital words, listening as she spoke of both her scavenging and the timer. Her eyes went wide at the word 'Kahjiit', though. She hurriedly help up her hands and stated, "No offense Ama, but count me out. I have no wish to meet a person like that anytime soon." Let them assume she was reacting to 'Murder Hobo'; she knew the truth. The likes of Skyrim was definitely not the place for someone like her. She waited until those that were leaving did so before deciding to poke her head into the different corridors to see where they went. She soon spotted a young male with white hair and a suit who gave off the sense of being a little lost. Aislin called out to him. "Hello! You new around here?"

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Kahlua mused, "And you seem to specialise in illusions, to the point where you can essentially bend reality and change your physical shape to whatever you wish it to be." He nodded to himself as they boarded the train. "A very powerful talent indeed. I admit I'm rather glad we're on the same side at the moment." A few short minutes later had them back in the room as before. Undeterred, he commented, "As I have already demonstrated, my poison comes out through my claws. However, though it is indeed potent, most poisons vary from person to person. Mine is able to cure most ailments and give a slight boost of health if injected raw. With the right equipment and herbs, you could even turn it into a panacea of some kind." He looked down at his claws again and added absently, "If you told this to someone after they had seen my poison's color, they probably wouldn't believe you, considering it's acid green." After a couple more minutes of discussion with Laura, Ama herded him into the next mirror. He looked around at the slaughter with distaste, wrinkling his nose at the faint smells still present. He spoke to himself in confusion once Ama had started moving, still following along dutifully. "What's an Anthropomorphic?"

Kyo turned to a stranger's voice to see a quite cheery human approaching him. He took a quick step back, the hairs rising amidst a chill over his skin. A human? In a place like this? He pondered for a moment, thinking to himself how the energies of this realm didn't seem very human. A startled grimace slid upon his face as he realized she was talking to him. Perhaps she is not human, if she can see me.. He sighed audibly as he motioned towards her. "Yes, it seems," He spoke quietly as his hands entered his pockets, "It appears that I have lost my way. This is certainly not the place that I was attempting to reach." His gray, analytical eyes wandered the chamber around them. The place seemed innocent enough at first glance, though the energies seemed solemn and full of mystery. His gaze moved back towards her as his hand grasped a smooth piece of Obsidian from beneath his pocket. "Does your kind still accept gems as form of payment?" He huffed as he pulled the crystal out for her to see. It fit comfortably in his palm, and shimmered in the light. "Unfortunately, this is very special to me, but it is yours as long as you can help me get back to my place in the 'between'." He let out a little chuckle. "I would love to know how eloquently you can make a Discharging Circle so that I may get back to my destination." A slight grin met his lips. "That is, if you aren't afraid of a little blood."

To be honest, Ama hadn't even noticed Aislin had elected to stay behind, when she did, which was someways down a pathway with a dead giant and several smashed Machines littering it, she could only speak her opinion on it, "So, Aislin chose to stay back? Honestly it's a wise decision, given she's kinda… 'normal' compared to the rest of us, it's not exactly a world for her here." she waited a little while, mulling over Kahlua's question, how best to explain the meaning of a word that he actually was himself? Pretending to examine the Dragon on the floor, which while alive was in no shape to do anything, it's soul apparently having been ripped from it, she came up with her answer, "Kahlua, the best way to state the meaning of that word would be... you are one, no offence, in short, look at humans, then super-impose Animal Features over them and voila, that's basically it, Sentient, usually bi-pedal, Animal-Humans, I can't really explain it any better than that." she neglected to mention the dubious nature of certain people's imaginations from her own world at all in her explanation, it'd just get awkward if she did. Since the rest of Blackreach was devoid of any threats, finding the tower they needed to enter was simple, getting to the 'Reading Chamber' was even moreso, the puzzle had already been solved, and the scroll long since taken from it's container, "Well then, didn't even need to worry about her, good, because I really don't like getting Shouted at, especially when said Shouting actually has other effects." Ama didn't waste much more time after that, climbing the apparatus and starting work on the particular gemstone she needed to extract, "These versions of the Dwarves really knew their stuff you know, so much so they... kinda obliterated themselves by accident, silly Dwarves." - "Life for most is really too short to dwell on certain things, letting the past drag you down will only keep you there, the past is something that should be buried, left there where it belongs, unless you're me, where the past has a really nasty habit of trying to beat you to a literal physical pulp every now and then." Celere wasn't being good with words here, but hoped that her point got across to Lynn, she was trying to give small hints as to how she though the situation should be resolved, relying on brute force wasn't going to cut it, even she, a true musclehead by all standards, had figured this part out... even as she tossed a compact but explosive Ki Orb at this, what she considered, pale reflection of Lynn.