Upon expecting the basic layout of the inn, Chibionna decided it probably was designed for a certain type of person. A strong person. The current sitters in said inn looked like they had seen much battle in their time. A non-fighter such as herself would be best off sticking to herself. Whatever Earth adept-ness she had inherited off her mother, she had a nasty feeling she wouldn't quite last against legions of POed fighters. However exhausted from their walks.
After all, her car was the only one in the carpark.
She scoured the inn carefully, looking for the little wood-carved model that would be sat somewhere so inconspicuous as to be conspicuous. Or so her mother said. She didn't argue. It was best not when your mother had a habit of pulling a knife to get her point across. However much her husband argued, panicked and demanded the weapon off her, it was commonplace, and Chibionna was very used to it. As time wore on it became apparent the knife wouldn't touch her anyway.
There was something about the females of the family that, when threatened, would make them learn fast, and rise quickly to a challenge. It was probably in the blood. Not one raised a fist, and Chibi never EVER raised a weapon. And she never ever needed to. Holli only started pulling hers when this became quite clear. Chibi was stronger.
Not that this mattered.
Ah, there. Chibionna stalked over to where the model was indiscreetly and indignantly shoved underneath the sofa. It didn't take long to dislodge it from whatever gunk it was stuck in, and hold it up. A model carved out of oak, of a beautiful female holding a cane of sorts. It held the most intricate detail, showing every curve, every little sphere and stone that had yet to be coloured. It was indeed quite a beautiful statue. Turning it to its underside the words WITH LOVE were emblazened, in a calligraphy style. The artist was clearly trying to get his or her point across. Love. After all, her mother had told of female friends who had indeed begun seeing other female friends. Of course, they weren't fighters, but local neighbours. But it wouldn't be uncommon for such activities to take place.
She looked over at the barkeeper. While he wasn't a sight for sore eyes (Or any eyes for that matter), behind him was a very sleek and charming bottle of the finest of all drinks.
Baileys.
She stalked over and opened up her purse. Licking her dry lips and supressing a gleeful smile, she declared "Baileys, please. And a double measure Southern comfort."
The bartender went off to get the order, and Chibi wondered why she had ordered the second drink. She placed the model on the table, where it stuck solid. With a groan, Chibionna leaned on the table.
"Oh, so you're one of those, are you?"
You could say that, yes.
Chibi didn't complain. The order came, she paid, and brought the glass to her lips. The cool liquid passed them delicately, the flavour staining her lips for her to savour with passion. Truly this was a drink you couldn't hate. Espcially if you were a chocoholic.
Looking to the side, Chibi groaned and left her sequence of pure beauty to notice the drink already half gone.
"They're not cheap, you know!" Chibi snapped.
I'm thirsty. You would be too if you were me.
Chibi shook her head and returned to her drink. Nothing else would spoil this moment with her and her baileys. Even a talking statue drinking a Southern comfort beside her. Baileys was King. She would succumb to Baileys. Baileys was love.
The statue was chuckling softly.
"Shut up," Chibi grumbled, "Baileys is King and don't you forget it. And by the way, get out of my head. That's where I go."
You'll be heading right back out of it if you succumb to the Baileys, as you so kindly put it.
"That's my choice."
You're a very decicive girl. Can you do me a favour?
"No."
But--
"No."
I haven't--
"Not interested."
Dammit. It's cold.
"Don't care. Baileys time."
As urgent as the statue seemed to be about getting Chibi to do a favour, it was more than apparent the girl was not about to do as requested. Not while the Baileys was in her hands. Though the statue also had a feeling that knocking the glass out of her hands would lead to disastrous consequences. She chose to stay silent until this girl was ready to leave.
Though the statue had to admit, this girl was a lot like her mother. And similar human aquaintences. Powerful, stubborn, beautiful... A wonderful girl.
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It was still early. The sun had slipped behind a silver screen of clouds which roiled and transformed as they poured across the sky, dropping shadow over the land like a cloak. The morning was fair, cool at this elevation, and slightly humid. A soft breeze whispered in the treetops, one the she-wolf listened to with attentive ears.
It spoke a change in the forest. One not communicated in words, so much as an assortment of colors and scents, and one considered neither baleful nor unexpected. It was also a change particularly interesting to her.
The wolf moved through the fabric of shadow created by the trees like night itself gliding across the land. Beneath the forest canopy, the densely intertwined and overgrown foliage created shade so deep it was unaffected even when the sun sailed through breaks in the clouds and its light streamed down like arrows. Mountains rose knife-edged against a painfully blue sky mottled with clouds. The air glowed in a hazy shimmer of rainbows.
At some point near the end of her journey, Sheharazhad had shed the disguise of the wolf's skin and assumed what was her normal form and appearance, complete with the billowing black Jedi cloak. As she walked, the trees edged back from her path and began to grow increasingly familiar. Her wide, pale blue eyes studied them with what seemed cool disinterest, but anyone who knew her well enough would have known she was memorizing everything for later reference. Nothing, not the least detail, not the way the shadows of the leaves moved nor the way the air parted before her, did she permit to escape her notice.
And suddenly, there it was; the inn loomed before her, just as she had left it. She allowed her gaze to wander over it, checking that every knot in the wood was in place. Her face had abruptly lost the still-waiting-to-be-impressed expression, but she masked her delight just as quickly, something that she might not have bothered to do in the past. Then again, she might have; she didn't remember. She had not been this happy in quite some time.
Sheharazhad always opened doors slowly; perhaps she expected something to be hiding behind them. Then again, it may have just been one of her idiosyncrasies. Nevertheless, she opened the inn door slowly, and waited for it to squeak, but someone had apparently oiled its hinges in the interim of her absence. Closing it softly behind her, she approached the front desk, keeping her eyes and head lowered, similar to the way a wolf does. She requested the key to the same room she always kept, and, having received it, started toward the stairs, a rare smile escaping her. Though she might have been wary of expressing joy, she seemed to radiate it. It was good to be home. Now she was going to deposit her cloak in her room, as it still smelled faintly of the smoke from last night's campfire.
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It spoke a change in the forest. One not communicated in words, so much as an assortment of colors and scents, and one considered neither baleful nor unexpected. It was also a change particularly interesting to her.
The wolf moved through the fabric of shadow created by the trees like night itself gliding across the land. Beneath the forest canopy, the densely intertwined and overgrown foliage created shade so deep it was unaffected even when the sun sailed through breaks in the clouds and its light streamed down like arrows. Mountains rose knife-edged against a painfully blue sky mottled with clouds. The air glowed in a hazy shimmer of rainbows.
At some point near the end of her journey, Sheharazhad had shed the disguise of the wolf's skin and assumed what was her normal form and appearance, complete with the billowing black Jedi cloak. As she walked, the trees edged back from her path and began to grow increasingly familiar. Her wide, pale blue eyes studied them with what seemed cool disinterest, but anyone who knew her well enough would have known she was memorizing everything for later reference. Nothing, not the least detail, not the way the shadows of the leaves moved nor the way the air parted before her, did she permit to escape her notice.
And suddenly, there it was; the inn loomed before her, just as she had left it. She allowed her gaze to wander over it, checking that every knot in the wood was in place. Her face had abruptly lost the still-waiting-to-be-impressed expression, but she masked her delight just as quickly, something that she might not have bothered to do in the past. Then again, she might have; she didn't remember. She had not been this happy in quite some time.
Sheharazhad always opened doors slowly; perhaps she expected something to be hiding behind them. Then again, it may have just been one of her idiosyncrasies. Nevertheless, she opened the inn door slowly, and waited for it to squeak, but someone had apparently oiled its hinges in the interim of her absence. Closing it softly behind her, she approached the front desk, keeping her eyes and head lowered, similar to the way a wolf does. She requested the key to the same room she always kept, and, having received it, started toward the stairs, a rare smile escaping her. Though she might have been wary of expressing joy, she seemed to radiate it. It was good to be home. Now she was going to deposit her cloak in her room, as it still smelled faintly of the smoke from last night's campfire.
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... There are four.
Chibionna raised an eyebrow at the statue, waving her empty glass carelessly. Having finished the drink, Chibi was pondering whether or not to leave it at that while she could still walk, or to have another, and collapse on that rather comfy looking sofa. It was in the middle of this pondering that the statue had spoken.
"Hmmm?"
Children. I have four children.
Chibi shrugged and placed the glass on the counter. "Whoop-dee-doo and good for you."
Surely you wouldn't deny my children--
"How old are they?"
The statue paused. After an akward moment it asked. what?
"How old are your kids?" Chibi repeated. "Am I older than your eldest?"
..... no....
"Am I older than the middle ones?"
The... The youngest is... a few years your senior.
Chibi smirked. "Uh, huh. Yeah." She turned to the bartender, who was looking at her funny. "Another Baileys, please. Oh, and do you have any of those..." She trailed off, listening carefully to what she had just been about to ask. After a quick glare at the statue she stated "Baileys. Just Baileys."
The barkeep took her glass for a refill, where Chibi took a moment to scold the statue.
"No more for you. This is coming out of my wallet, not yours."
I'll pay you back. Double, if you do me that favour.
Chibi snorted and took her drink.
"You own the car outside?"
Chibi raised her eyebrows. The voice had been outside her head, which meant someone had spoken to her. She turned to the bartender in suprise.
"Uh, yeah. Why?"
"You drink all that and there'll be no chance of you driving it. You gonna rest up here the night?"
Chibi chuckled a little. "Oh, no no no, I can't. I have no money to--"
Board and room are free.
"Board and room are free."
Chibi paused, looking first at the staue, then the bartender. A smile drew wide on her face, and she leaned on the counter.
"Shame the drinks aren't either. Now that would have been a sweet deal. I think I might pop my feet up if there's a room."
She took a swig of her drink and looked toward the statue.
"How well do you know this place exactly?"
Quite well. I've been here for some time. Both in this form and my original.
"I see. And this favour... You want me to find your physical self, right?"
Yes! Yes that would be very nice. The urgency in the Statue's echoes were not difficult to pick up.
"Maybe. I'll sleep on that one." Chibi told the statue. She sipped her drink once more, considering her next question. She settled for the statement "Who was I named after?"
Chibi. Waitaminute...
"Yup. Parents named me after the eldest in a family. Yours?"
.............
"Aw well doesn't matter. Hear they're all well in their hundreds. The mother in her thousands. I hear a lot of people knew her, too. Lovely woman. An amphibian, wasn't she?"
.............. yes...
"Yeah. Weird eh? Named after a family of fish. Says a lot about my parents. Then again, my mother spent a lot of time on the field herself. Lovely lady. When she's not freaked out, anyway."
They weren't fish. Amphibians and fish aren't the same thing.
"One walks on land more than the other. Name another difference."
Who is your father?
Chibi pulled the statue from it's extoplasmic hold on the table, and walked over to the sofa. After settling down into the seat, she placed the statue next to her. It stood straight up, instead of falling like a normal object.
"You actually in that thing or what?"
Around it. This was handcrafted by Chris some many years ago. So who is he? Not another Link, I suppose?
"Heh, you wish." Chibi stretched, ending with her hands behind her head. "Andonuts. Chibi-onna, Andonuts. Well, that's not HIS name, but, you know. You know how they met?"
She kidnapped him, and I guess one thing came after another. I am quite suprised he stuck around like that. She's not an easy lady.
Chibi looked up at the ceiling. "You serious? My mother kidnapped my father?"
Yup. Unceremonial, right from his bedroom, Mr.Saturn at hand, gun in face. That's how Mr.Saturn told it later, anyway.
"Wow. They always told me they crossed paths one day. Heh, I guess my mother didn't want to tell me she was a bloodthirsty pirate. As if I couldn't guess, though..."
There was silence for a little longer. The statue remained quite content in the silence, and Chibi made the most of it. She had a feeling it wouldn't leave her alone anytime soon.
It rocked suddenly, making Chibi look round in suprise. "What was that?"
Sneeze. The statue replied.
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Shall I stop laughing now?
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... There are four.
Chibionna raised an eyebrow at the statue, waving her empty glass carelessly. Having finished the drink, Chibi was pondering whether or not to leave it at that while she could still walk, or to have another, and collapse on that rather comfy looking sofa. It was in the middle of this pondering that the statue had spoken.
"Hmmm?"
Children. I have four children.
Chibi shrugged and placed the glass on the counter. "Whoop-dee-doo and good for you."
Surely you wouldn't deny my children--
"How old are they?"
The statue paused. After an akward moment it asked. what?
"How old are your kids?" Chibi repeated. "Am I older than your eldest?"
..... no....
"Am I older than the middle ones?"
The... The youngest is... a few years your senior.
Chibi smirked. "Uh, huh. Yeah." She turned to the bartender, who was looking at her funny. "Another Baileys, please. Oh, and do you have any of those..." She trailed off, listening carefully to what she had just been about to ask. After a quick glare at the statue she stated "Baileys. Just Baileys."
The barkeep took her glass for a refill, where Chibi took a moment to scold the statue.
"No more for you. This is coming out of my wallet, not yours."
I'll pay you back. Double, if you do me that favour.
Chibi snorted and took her drink.
"You own the car outside?"
Chibi raised her eyebrows. The voice had been outside her head, which meant someone had spoken to her. She turned to the bartender in suprise.
"Uh, yeah. Why?"
"You drink all that and there'll be no chance of you driving it. You gonna rest up here the night?"
Chibi chuckled a little. "Oh, no no no, I can't. I have no money to--"
Board and room are free.
"Board and room are free."
Chibi paused, looking first at the staue, then the bartender. A smile drew wide on her face, and she leaned on the counter.
"Shame the drinks aren't either. Now that would have been a sweet deal. I think I might pop my feet up if there's a room."
She took a swig of her drink and looked toward the statue.
"How well do you know this place exactly?"
Quite well. I've been here for some time. Both in this form and my original.
"I see. And this favour... You want me to find your physical self, right?"
Yes! Yes that would be very nice. The urgency in the Statue's echoes were not difficult to pick up.
"Maybe. I'll sleep on that one." Chibi told the statue. She sipped her drink once more, considering her next question. She settled for the statement "Who was I named after?"
Chibi. Waitaminute...
"Yup. Parents named me after the eldest in a family. Yours?"
.............
"Aw well doesn't matter. Hear they're all well in their hundreds. The mother in her thousands. I hear a lot of people knew her, too. Lovely woman. An amphibian, wasn't she?"
.............. yes...
"Yeah. Weird eh? Named after a family of fish. Says a lot about my parents. Then again, my mother spent a lot of time on the field herself. Lovely lady. When she's not freaked out, anyway."
They weren't fish. Amphibians and fish aren't the same thing.
"One walks on land more than the other. Name another difference."
Who is your father?
Chibi pulled the statue from it's extoplasmic hold on the table, and walked over to the sofa. After settling down into the seat, she placed the statue next to her. It stood straight up, instead of falling like a normal object.
"You actually in that thing or what?"
Around it. This was handcrafted by Chris some many years ago. So who is he? Not another Link, I suppose?
"Heh, you wish." Chibi stretched, ending with her hands behind her head. "Andonuts. Chibi-onna, Andonuts. Well, that's not HIS name, but, you know. You know how they met?"
She kidnapped him, and I guess one thing came after another. I am quite suprised he stuck around like that. She's not an easy lady.
Chibi looked up at the ceiling. "You serious? My mother kidnapped my father?"
Yup. Unceremonial, right from his bedroom, Mr.Saturn at hand, gun in face. That's how Mr.Saturn told it later, anyway.
"Wow. They always told me they crossed paths one day. Heh, I guess my mother didn't want to tell me she was a bloodthirsty pirate. As if I couldn't guess, though..."
There was silence for a little longer. The statue remained quite content in the silence, and Chibi made the most of it. She had a feeling it wouldn't leave her alone anytime soon.
It rocked suddenly, making Chibi look round in suprise. "What was that?"
Sneeze. The statue replied.
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Shall I stop laughing now?
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Inferno, Shadow, and Flair walk into the Inn with Shadow and Inferno talking to each other like close friends instead of enemies. they went over to the lounge area to talk while Flair checked them into their room.
Inferno: you have to teach me some of those moves shadow.
Shadow: don't worry bro I will, if you teach me some of yours.
Inferno: of corse bro.
Flair was still amazed at how much shadow had changed in such a short ammount of time.
Flair: one suiet with two queen beds please Rydia.
Rydia: of course here's your keys and I hope you have a wonderfull stay at the inn.
Flair: domo aragato Rydia-sama.
Flair bows her head and walks back over to the twin brothers who are discussing something that deals with what's happened sence Inferno's last leave of absence from the battlefield.
Inferno: you have to teach me some of those moves shadow.
Shadow: don't worry bro I will, if you teach me some of yours.
Inferno: of corse bro.
Flair was still amazed at how much shadow had changed in such a short ammount of time.
Flair: one suiet with two queen beds please Rydia.
Rydia: of course here's your keys and I hope you have a wonderfull stay at the inn.
Flair: domo aragato Rydia-sama.
Flair bows her head and walks back over to the twin brothers who are discussing something that deals with what's happened sence Inferno's last leave of absence from the battlefield.
beware the power of Bahamut\'s eldest son.
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Gathering a little sense and what coins were sat in her pocket, Chibi headed to the payphone. She hoped her parents would be around before she went to sleep, so she didn't have to explain to them in the morning why she had been gone as long as she had.
Slipping the coins in and tapping in the number, Chibi thought of what to say. After all, they were the ones that asked her to fetch the statue, but were they aware it was talking? Several phrases entered her head. "Hey, mum, it's me. I found your statue, but here's the funny thing..." "Hey, did you know this thing talks?" "Hey mum, I did as you asked. Now, here's a funny story..."
~*click* Hello?
Chibi snapped out of her trance as her mother picked up the phone. "Hi, mum, it's me."
~Chibi, honey! So nice to hear from you! How are you? Did you find the inn all right?
"Yeah, the directions were quite adequate. You didn't tell me it was just a statue, you know." Chibi scolded.
~Well to me it's not just a statue. It's an old relic of the past. Chris sculpted that out of--
"Love, I know. I've been told."
~Ooh! Some of the veterans around, then? How sweet.. I wonder if any of them remember me...
Her mother trailed off, only to be replaced with the honking of a Mr.Saturn behind her. A few minutes were spent trying to calm the critter down.
Chibi grinned. "Sounds a little busy back there. Where's dad?"
~Oh, you father? He's out back, working on--
She cut off again as the sound of something exploding caught the air, travelling the phone waves. Chibi had to keep from laughing, and she noticed the statue was doing similar. A quick glare had it snickering.
~Oh, dear... That's going to need tending to... Anyway, did you find it? The statue?
"Hm? Oh, yeah, yes. Yes, I did. Actually that's why I called." Chibi hesitated. "Well, that and to tell you I'm spending the night."
~Feel free. It's got to be better than sticking here. So what's up? Is the statue broken?
"Far from it."
~So what's the matter?
Chibi looked at the statue, which she stuck to the wall with a hint of amusement.
Oh very funny.
~Chibi, hon?
"Oh, how to explain this..." Chibi sighed, musing her words carefully. "Our phychic energies expel ecoplasm, don't they?"
~... Yes, they do.
"Hmm. Well, something's possessed the statue. Something with a high concentration of psychic energy. And I do mean high. It's very well concentrated on the statue."
There was a moment of silence. Chibi's mother appeared to be deep in thought. The statue slowly began to slide down the wall, so Chibi quicky pulled it off, leaving a small trail of the mucus down the wall. It truly looked disgusting.
~It's psychic?
"Something like that. It talks, definately. I'm sure if you lift up the couch it'll be thickly layered with the stuff."
Far from it. It's quite imaculate under there.
~It's an old soul.
"You could say that."
There was a background noise of someone entering the room, and the Mr.Saturn was frantic again. Holli herself sounded quite peeved, snapping at the person who entered the room, and demanding what had happened. The new entrant to the room, her father, explained what he had been working on.
~Oh, for... So the gash...
Her father explained the gash had nothing to do with it. The burns inside were a different matter.
~You... Look, go wait in the kitchen and I'll sort out that burn. GO! Into the kitchen! NOW!
Chibi laughed. She couldn't help it. Her father was a weapons expert. Whatever he had been working on.. the outcome was normal, which only furthered her amusement. "Tell you what, we'll talk about this tomorrow."
~Good idea. I better sort your father out. It's pretty nasty.
"Okay. See you tomorrow."
~Bye. Love you.
"Bye."
She hung up, and looked at the statue.
Some things never change. Yet she was being stangely nice.
"Maternal instincts."
Ah.
With a sigh, Chibi walked up the stairs, hoping to get some shuteye before heading out to go back home, where her mother would no doubt be waiting to see what veteran was inside the statue.
Like she needed to ask.
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Slipping the coins in and tapping in the number, Chibi thought of what to say. After all, they were the ones that asked her to fetch the statue, but were they aware it was talking? Several phrases entered her head. "Hey, mum, it's me. I found your statue, but here's the funny thing..." "Hey, did you know this thing talks?" "Hey mum, I did as you asked. Now, here's a funny story..."
~*click* Hello?
Chibi snapped out of her trance as her mother picked up the phone. "Hi, mum, it's me."
~Chibi, honey! So nice to hear from you! How are you? Did you find the inn all right?
"Yeah, the directions were quite adequate. You didn't tell me it was just a statue, you know." Chibi scolded.
~Well to me it's not just a statue. It's an old relic of the past. Chris sculpted that out of--
"Love, I know. I've been told."
~Ooh! Some of the veterans around, then? How sweet.. I wonder if any of them remember me...
Her mother trailed off, only to be replaced with the honking of a Mr.Saturn behind her. A few minutes were spent trying to calm the critter down.
Chibi grinned. "Sounds a little busy back there. Where's dad?"
~Oh, you father? He's out back, working on--
She cut off again as the sound of something exploding caught the air, travelling the phone waves. Chibi had to keep from laughing, and she noticed the statue was doing similar. A quick glare had it snickering.
~Oh, dear... That's going to need tending to... Anyway, did you find it? The statue?
"Hm? Oh, yeah, yes. Yes, I did. Actually that's why I called." Chibi hesitated. "Well, that and to tell you I'm spending the night."
~Feel free. It's got to be better than sticking here. So what's up? Is the statue broken?
"Far from it."
~So what's the matter?
Chibi looked at the statue, which she stuck to the wall with a hint of amusement.
Oh very funny.
~Chibi, hon?
"Oh, how to explain this..." Chibi sighed, musing her words carefully. "Our phychic energies expel ecoplasm, don't they?"
~... Yes, they do.
"Hmm. Well, something's possessed the statue. Something with a high concentration of psychic energy. And I do mean high. It's very well concentrated on the statue."
There was a moment of silence. Chibi's mother appeared to be deep in thought. The statue slowly began to slide down the wall, so Chibi quicky pulled it off, leaving a small trail of the mucus down the wall. It truly looked disgusting.
~It's psychic?
"Something like that. It talks, definately. I'm sure if you lift up the couch it'll be thickly layered with the stuff."
Far from it. It's quite imaculate under there.
~It's an old soul.
"You could say that."
There was a background noise of someone entering the room, and the Mr.Saturn was frantic again. Holli herself sounded quite peeved, snapping at the person who entered the room, and demanding what had happened. The new entrant to the room, her father, explained what he had been working on.
~Oh, for... So the gash...
Her father explained the gash had nothing to do with it. The burns inside were a different matter.
~You... Look, go wait in the kitchen and I'll sort out that burn. GO! Into the kitchen! NOW!
Chibi laughed. She couldn't help it. Her father was a weapons expert. Whatever he had been working on.. the outcome was normal, which only furthered her amusement. "Tell you what, we'll talk about this tomorrow."
~Good idea. I better sort your father out. It's pretty nasty.
"Okay. See you tomorrow."
~Bye. Love you.
"Bye."
She hung up, and looked at the statue.
Some things never change. Yet she was being stangely nice.
"Maternal instincts."
Ah.
With a sigh, Chibi walked up the stairs, hoping to get some shuteye before heading out to go back home, where her mother would no doubt be waiting to see what veteran was inside the statue.
Like she needed to ask.
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Inferno took interest in this child who spoke the ancient toung of dragons. he got up and walked over to him. the dragon king spoke in the toung of the dragons for the first time to this dragonchild telling the child who he was and a little about his history.
Shadow and everyone else in the inn heard the pure Draconic rolling of of Inferno's toung as if it was natural to him.
Flair came down the stairs hearing the perfect draconic toung in the voice of her husband.
Shadow walked over to Flair and looked at her.
Shadow: Flair, have you ever heard Inferno speak draconic before? 'cus in all my life I've only heard bahamut and tiamat speak draconic and even then it wasn't pure draconic.
Flair: I have never heard this language come from my husband before. he must have picked it up from Shinlong or one of the wizzards around the castle.
Shadow: that must be it, he found a book and taught himself perfect draconic. or like you said shinlong or a dragon wizzard taught him perfect draconic.
Shadow and everyone else in the inn heard the pure Draconic rolling of of Inferno's toung as if it was natural to him.
Flair came down the stairs hearing the perfect draconic toung in the voice of her husband.
Shadow walked over to Flair and looked at her.
Shadow: Flair, have you ever heard Inferno speak draconic before? 'cus in all my life I've only heard bahamut and tiamat speak draconic and even then it wasn't pure draconic.
Flair: I have never heard this language come from my husband before. he must have picked it up from Shinlong or one of the wizzards around the castle.
Shadow: that must be it, he found a book and taught himself perfect draconic. or like you said shinlong or a dragon wizzard taught him perfect draconic.
beware the power of Bahamut\'s eldest son.
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Cozy. Yes, cozy. That was probably the best word to describe it. The room was bleak and wooden, which she hated, but the bed... now that was a different story. She collapsed on it, beaming with contentment. Yes, definately cozy.
"Ahh..." She proclaimed, curling under the covers. This was a nice white bed.
I remember lying on a bed, once. That was, what, a thousand years ago, now?
The slow drifting sleep that had almost claimed her again slipped from her grasp. Baileys by the bed, top off, and statue on the bedside cabinet. It had again ruined her slumber.
"Oh will you give it up already!" Chibi snapped. "I'll give you to my mother tomorrow. She knows you, doesn't she? So I'll let her finish what she started!"
But she didn't start it! Before Chibi could continue, the shadow which had remained close to the statue spread out, taking on a form. Its hand swayed Chibi to silence. Seriously, I have ben trapped in the cold ice of Hyrule for some thousand years, now. It's not nice, it's not fun, and I want out. And you have to power to do it. Not your mother, not your father... My children can't even do it... alone. I need your help and you're going to bloody well do it!
Chibi simply looked at the form now standing away from the statue, atached by a small string of ectoplasm. It was but a shadow, with long elf-like ears close to the head, and nice female curves. She hardly looked capable of being the warrior she claimed to be.
Believe me, I'd be suprised, too. But Yes, I am a warrior. A powerful warrior. Now get me out of my ice cage!
Chibi folded her arms. "So unless you can find someone more powerful than me, you're stuck."
I'm sure there are a great many warriors in this inn alone who can rival you.
"And how many can you speak to?"
The shadow went to speak, but stopped. Apparently she hadn't thought of this. Chibi was in control here, and they both knew it.
I hate you.
"The feeling is mutual." Chibi assured the shadow. "Now let me sleep this off before my parents catch me out on an alchy binge... And if anyone mentions dope to me, I will hurt that vampire!"
The shadow chuckled. I seriously doubt you'd get away with that. He's not only a veteran, he's one of the strongest this World has seen. May Worlds would tremble before him.
Chibi smirked. "So why don't you ask for his help?"
Oh, stop it already!
In an act of amusement, Chibi levetated the statue, an act which suprised the shadow, and stuck it to the ceiling. The shadow blinked, then looked down at Chibi again. The girl was asleep.
Oh you'll pay dearly, child.
Not that she could do anything, yet...
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OOC: Looks at Joker. *grin*
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Cozy. Yes, cozy. That was probably the best word to describe it. The room was bleak and wooden, which she hated, but the bed... now that was a different story. She collapsed on it, beaming with contentment. Yes, definately cozy.
"Ahh..." She proclaimed, curling under the covers. This was a nice white bed.
I remember lying on a bed, once. That was, what, a thousand years ago, now?
The slow drifting sleep that had almost claimed her again slipped from her grasp. Baileys by the bed, top off, and statue on the bedside cabinet. It had again ruined her slumber.
"Oh will you give it up already!" Chibi snapped. "I'll give you to my mother tomorrow. She knows you, doesn't she? So I'll let her finish what she started!"
But she didn't start it! Before Chibi could continue, the shadow which had remained close to the statue spread out, taking on a form. Its hand swayed Chibi to silence. Seriously, I have ben trapped in the cold ice of Hyrule for some thousand years, now. It's not nice, it's not fun, and I want out. And you have to power to do it. Not your mother, not your father... My children can't even do it... alone. I need your help and you're going to bloody well do it!
Chibi simply looked at the form now standing away from the statue, atached by a small string of ectoplasm. It was but a shadow, with long elf-like ears close to the head, and nice female curves. She hardly looked capable of being the warrior she claimed to be.
Believe me, I'd be suprised, too. But Yes, I am a warrior. A powerful warrior. Now get me out of my ice cage!
Chibi folded her arms. "So unless you can find someone more powerful than me, you're stuck."
I'm sure there are a great many warriors in this inn alone who can rival you.
"And how many can you speak to?"
The shadow went to speak, but stopped. Apparently she hadn't thought of this. Chibi was in control here, and they both knew it.
I hate you.
"The feeling is mutual." Chibi assured the shadow. "Now let me sleep this off before my parents catch me out on an alchy binge... And if anyone mentions dope to me, I will hurt that vampire!"
The shadow chuckled. I seriously doubt you'd get away with that. He's not only a veteran, he's one of the strongest this World has seen. May Worlds would tremble before him.
Chibi smirked. "So why don't you ask for his help?"
Oh, stop it already!
In an act of amusement, Chibi levetated the statue, an act which suprised the shadow, and stuck it to the ceiling. The shadow blinked, then looked down at Chibi again. The girl was asleep.
Oh you'll pay dearly, child.
Not that she could do anything, yet...
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OOC: Looks at Joker. *grin*
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\"Are you really awake, or are you asleep with your eyes open?...\"
\"Are you really awake, or are you asleep with your eyes open?...\"