Cinia Pacifica Posts

I'll admit, mine's not done and it might be late beyond the 26th. Gotta ensure quality on my gift, but I'll make sure it gets to my assigned.

fucking power rings, i swear i heard about it last year too

Wow... this actually looks attractive from the looks itself, product-wise I mean.

(This is a Joint Post Starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

Durran kept looking at the floor, and stomping on it in different areas. “In hell…maybe she was right with fire,” said Durran. “Wait here,” Durran walked off down the path they came down. In a few minutes, he returned with a few barrels. “Step back to the wall for a moment. If this doesn’t work, we’ll try looking around.” Louise stepped back as Durran proceeded to break the barrels on the ground. Oil flowed out – covering most of the floor. Taking his sword, he slammed it on the floor; sparking it all. The inferno spread everywhere but one spot. A square where the oil seemed to be staying away from.

It was underneath where the beast had fallen, but now that flesh was burned away. As Louise’s spirit looked on that area; half of the symbol of ouroboros became visible. The other half was an indentation that was filling with oil and fire. Making a smaller trench wall, Durran used it to fire a wave that blew the fire away from that area. Walking over to it, he saw that the oil had seeped into the crack and burned the sealant. A simple kick sent the square of rock falling into the abyss below.

“No mining, or explosions required,” said Durran wiping his forehead. ”Whoever designed this was a bit crazy though.”

“I think I know who designed it… she did seemed crazy to me,” Louise replied. Remembering the crazed woman she fought down here in the past with the dreaded squad. “She also seemed to know about me, too.”

“Hmmm? Who are you talking about?” Asked Durran.

“We met a crazy-looking woman when I came here with the worst-squad, and we had to fight a cauldron back then, too,” Louise answered, explaining what Durran should have known – considering he was assigned to be her stalker by the ever-cautious Cain. Funny, they both happen to be very cautious – especially when it comes to each other.

“I… remember you fighting the Cauldron. There was no woman there,” answered Durran.

“No, really, I am not lying. She was there. I mean, we even spoke to her, and it wasn’t just me who saw her” Louise replied, confused regarding why Durran wouldn’t know this simple fact, but then, something sparked in her mind, “wait… there is something only us angels can see... ”

“Balan wanted us to come here to find that out? He could have just told us,” answered Durran. “But there has to be more down this hole…” Durran was a bit perturbed at the fact there was someone he couldn’t see wandering around, but for the time being that could wait.

“He likes to play around the bush – is what you told me,” Louise replied with a shrug – repeating what Durran told her the first time she asked him that question. “I suppose we find out what’s down there,” Louise said that, but did not jump. That’s because Durran was supposed to be escorting her, so...

Durran walked over to Louise, and picked her up – holding her bridal-style. “Hold on,” he said before jumping down into the hole. The fall was a lot farther than Durran was expecting. Reaching the bottom, he landed on a flat surface. This ground was more even than the cave-paths up above. The room was pitch black and he couldn’t see anything. Setting Louise down slowly, he waited until she was standing up straight to let go.

Something was dripping next to them. Durran realized it to be the oil he poured before. Slashing the ground he set fire to the oil lighting up the room.

“I could just create some light at the tip of the wand, you know?” Louise said, standing up straight. She made a face that clearly showed a displeased Louise. “Fire is dangerous, especially here as we want our prized evidences safe,” she stated calmly.

“But its not as fun,” answered Durran with a smirk.

“Now, now. Let’s not forget why we came here,” Louise sighed, albeit she was smiling. It seemed more like a joke than a normal scolding. “Hm, as for this place… ”

The place they landed was a hallway with only a path forward. The entire place was carved from smooth stone. It seemed this place was here before, and the caves above were them trying to excavate it. Along the walls, depictions of snakes were carved. The fire only lit up so much however, the path ahead was still dark.

“I guess we can rely on your light up ahead,” said Durran.

“I suppose so, this place seems rather big, after all,” Louise said. It didn’t even seemed like she concentrated – as a bulb of light flashed from just over the tip of her wand. “Hmm… snake-carvings, I think I have a hunch about all this.” She then started walking to explore the place.

“I can see why Balan would be afraid to come here alone. If there were people he and I could not see,” commented Durran. “What is your hunch?”

“Something about the cult altogether doesn’t blend well with what we learned so far. Have you considered the connection with why Balan told us to come here, while he wanted Rhea gone? I feel like the mysterious woman I met that day may hold some kind of a connection with Rhea… she is the bearer of the great snake god, and we have snakes here, too. The problem to my theory, however, is that Cain holds connection to snakes as well. As evidenced by your abilities,” Louise theorized. Indeed, Balan asked for them to kill Rhea, while stating that she had more blood of her hands than him. This place was awfully designed with snake-like carvings across the walls, and she had recently learned that Rhea possess the great divine god of the snake. Why’d Balan ask her to kill Rhea? Because Louise had a spirit of the same – if not similar – caliber? “Can you confirm that the Cult is 100% under Cain?”

“The cult was never under Cain,” answered Durran. “At least not at the beginning.”

“I see, but the people believed that it may as well have been under his guide. And the actual leader of the cult could use that notion as a shield,” Louise theorized further openly. This seemed too convenient to be true. “This means that if it’s Rhea… then Masario isn’t really free of the cult at all… is it?”

“It’s a logical assumption, but I can’t say how much I know about it. My job was never to follow the cult. Just you,” answered Durran.

“Hmmm. I see. You know, there’s another thing that bugs me about all this,” Louise said, before continuing, “Krieg did claimed that he was keeping an eye on me, and other things on behest of that damned church, and even told me how Arkasia was licking her wounds in Origin. I’d think he is Rhea’s puppet… and if this man claims that the cult is cleaned out; that just has to be untrue. The entire Arkasia is the cult now,” she stated. What baffled her more was that Krieg was the one who paved the way for her to meet Vejovis. That, too, was awfully suspicious. Just who did he swore allegiance to? Does he work for Rhea, or Vejovis? Or are both these figures allied? She hoped that they weren’t. All she knew was that the world was in for one hell of a ride.

“Adair must have seen all of this coming...That’s why he confronted Rhea, and Rhea snapped her fangs on him,” answered Durran. “But I don’t think all of Arkasia is the cult. Soldiers aren’t so hard to convince of a common enemy when they kill your family, and villages…”

“Indeed, and they are only people abiding orders while not knowing that some of the leaders are corrupt,” Louise said, agreeing with Durran. Commoners were easy to fool, they are not so educated and often don’t think deeply. All they wish for is to live a simple and peaceful life. She couldn’t blame them for that, either. Was it too hard to ask for, though? Yes, yes it was – at least in this world, that’s for sure. “Let’s keep searching, perhaps we’ll find more conclusive evidences around here. This trip must make my time well worth it.” Louise then started walking again, she held up arm up along with her wand to shower more light across the dark place that they ended up in.

Following behind Louise, and her guiding light, the path began to get wider. The images on the side showed the snake splitting into more, and more snakes. Louise wondered if that symbolized something – like maybe an ability to duplicate many snake-puppets, or how she could extend her influence to gain more followers. Either way, Durran kept his eyes focused on any surprises, his sword drawn and ready. As they finally reached what seemed to be the end of the hall – it spread to a large room. In the center of the room sat a large sarcophagus.

“Someone was buried here?” Questioned Durran as he slowly approached the center of the room.

Louise sighed. “I hate to intrude on graves but… open it up,” Louise instructed. As Durran walked over to it, he saw that the lid was slightly moved. Holding his blade ready, he opened it all the way with his other hand. The box was empty.

“There is nothing in here,” answered Durran.

“Ahh… hahaha, I see how this is.”

Durran turned to Louise curiously as she laughed. “You do?” He asked.

“It’s like a snake shedding it’s skin. Rhea, or better yet, someone resembling one was – or well, is – resting there. Or perhaps some other holder of great power. Regardless, they hibernated here, woke up, and left the nest for her objectives – that’s my theory, but it adds up nicely, wouldn’t you say?”

“But this place was sealed off, and I-” began Durran. A sharp pain went through his chest, as blood spilled onto the floor. As he looked at what had pierced him, nothing was there, but as Louise looked over to her guardian, a woman peered over his shoulder.

“So that’s how it is.” To think the snake had only escaped moments ago. That crack of a space that they saw initially was likely the reason for it, or was it? She was too big to escape from a small crack like that. Regardless, she must have been awakened due to them coming down here.

“This one isn’t human?” Said the woman. “But he was definitely marked.” Snakes coiled around Durran, and bound him in place. As Louise shined her light at her, she almost looked like the woman she fought before in the village above. Pale skin, and long black hair. This one, however, was capable of speech.

“So, who are you? You’re definitely aiming at the wrong body, that’s for certain,” Louise questioned, what followed it was a comment of disdain.

“That is such a broad question. I am many things,” answered the woman. The snakes released Durran randomly, and he jumped away at the first opportunity. The snakes then coiled around her body, hiding her naked flesh. “Are you the right one then?

“Well, what many things are you, then? Neither of us were ever the right food, however” Louise asked again, then answered – determined to learn something. Well, anything. This was only thing – erm, a person – they could find here. In fact, it was good that they found a person – one with a brain could tell them so much more than what little their eyes could pick up here. She oddly reminds me of the depictions of Lilith, somehow…

“Hungry, very hungry,” answered the woman as a joke. “I am a mother, a wife, a murderer, a savior. I think the most appropriate would not be who I am. But who I am not.”

”I’m going to kill Balan after this…” cursed Durran. He wasn’t sure why the woman let him go. She had him cornered, and could have easily use him as a bargain chip. He was pretty sure in that case, Louise would just blast them both though.

“Hm, I see. Alright... And that’s what they all say… what’s your name?”

“I believe they had a name for me long ago...what was that?” she said tapping her chin. “Nope, its gone. I can’t remember,” she smirked teasingly. “Messing with you is fun,” she added. ”Humans are always so curious.”

“And you think I am a human?” Louise said, smiling back all the same. It was starting to get on her nerves that this woman was so disrespectful, though.

The woman’s eyes glew red, and then shifted to white. “Ah...I see. You are a special one, aren’t you?” She said. In that moment, Louise could feel a strong divine presence from the woman.

“Hmm… I can’t tell if she is a kind of a replica of Rhea, or just a simple puppet, but your powers allowed me understand something, Durran.”

“Can we just kill it?” said Durran not liking how he still couldn’t see her, but could feel she was there. ”What did you learn?”

Like how it feels like Rhea is actually Cain’s mother due to all the snakes I am seeing from all you guys? But, I can’t exactly voice that opinion. How else should I take this when she claims to be a mother and a wife. Then again… that connection that Krieg has with both Rhea and Vejovis… could it be… ? Louise thought for a moment about how to reply, but she just didn’t know what to say, so she didn’t. She might’ve been over-thinking this and connecting people without any good reasons. So she ended up deciding to simply stop. “Never mind, probably a mistake on my part, but I don’t want to kill a person who could allow me to learn more about Rhea...”

The woman’s eyes grew bright again before glowing bright red. In that moment, Louise felt an intense cursed presence. The snakes that coiled around her began to hiss, and snapped at Louise. “I feel you both have wasted enough of my time,” answered the woman. “There isn’t a good meal to be had here. And all these questions do nothing for my poor nerves.”

“Shut up bitch, if you want food you gotta pay for it.”

“Why, there is a whole feast outside these walls,” answered the woman as she stepped down the stairs towards Louise. The woman’s flesh began to split, and break apart as her body decayed into a pit of snakes crawling at Louise’s feet.

“Is she still here? I can’t sense her at all,” said Durran, looking around.

Louise sighed. Not liking how she wants to run away. “That settles it, I’m killing her… I really didn’t wanted to start a fight here, however.” The snakes slithered past her, and began down the hall.

“Argh, it just wants to escape, and eat those men alive,” Louise exclaimed as she turned around to see the snakes. “I’ll go after them. You keep investigating the place – not like you can see them. I’ll come back here once I’m done with her,” Louise said as she turned and followed after the snakes in the direction they went.

“Well don’t I just feel useful,” said Durran turning to look at the room.

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The snakes reached the end of the hall, and started combining under the hole. For a moment the woman reformed, and leapt up the shaft. Louise opened a gate on the nearby wall and walked into it. Appearing in the above room, she saw the woman weakly crawl out of the hole in a half human-half snake form.

“Aren’t you persistent?” Said the woman before splitting into snakes again.

“I could say the same to you,” Louise said, flicking her wand at the snakes as she walked towards her; causing an explosion over her. A fourth of the snakes scattered, and disintegrated. The woman appeared in an incomplete snake form for a moment and screeched loudly. It was obvious that she was in no shape to fight back. The years spent in that casket had weakened her. The snakes desperately tried to make it down the tunnel.

“Persistence is futile. If only you’d have answered me...” Louise sighed, as if in despair for having to kill someone who could be an important source of information to her, before looking down on the map she held.

“You won’t be going far,” she then raised her wand yet again, and transported herself to the location she predicted that the snake-woman would likely be appearing in.

As the snakes turned the corner, another perfectly-timed explosion scattered them onto the wall. The explosion knocked her back into her human form. Albeit, more than a few parts were missing. Her left leg and arm were decimated, as well as most of her torso. “It had to be you, didn’t it Louise…?” She asked weakly leaning up against a wall.

“It had to be me, you say?” Louise repeated her question, raising an eyebrow. Despite replying casually like that, there was a fearsome form of a woman who stood before her. To think she was finally talking; whatever happened to her jests and hide-and-seek?

“You should know better than anyone how it feels to be loved by that man…” she answered.

“...I haven’t asked you, had I? ...Who are you? You have told me that you are a mother, haven’t you?” Louise asked. She wondered how this woman knew her name, but didn’t ask that.

“Me? I’m just insurance. I am mother to no one, but the snakes,” answered the woman.

Well, that was strange – Louise thought. Insurance, she claimed. Does that mean that was a back-up body in case Rhea’s current body was burned away, or did she maintain her life with the shedding skin process?

“I see, then I shall change my question: how do you know my name? Or rather, what do you know?”

“Long ago you and I were not so different. We both fell for that man, and he betrayed us both. He used to be so… perfect.”

Louise ruffled her hair as if bothered by the words. She was very bothered by her instinct as to what this was about to lead to… she didn’t wanted to know, at the same time – she needed to know.

“He went and lost control of himself, you know… ?” Louise said, she knew that that event had definitely took place, and yet, she suddenly felt very unsure about what she knew.

“He went soft.. .something had to be done,” answered the woman with a laugh.

“...You, don’t tell me… you’re the ones responsible… for that?” The woman laughed on before she fell over on the ground, her blood painting the wall she was leaning on red.

“...GOD DAMN IT,” Louise shouted from the bottom of her lungs. In fury, she flicked her wand left and right rapidly, towards the spot the woman’s corpse lied. Multiple explosions rang out. Each time, she yelled “Damn it!”, as she swing her golden wand. Over and over again. She expression was muddle with ruin and madness, with a tint of absolute despair – her frown was deep and her eyes almost resembled that of a demon; filled with wrath, her mouth opened as her teeth showed; gritting roughly.

Soon enough, she fell on all four, and her legs spread onto the barren and dirty ground. What begun as a light sob soon became a cry that Louise desperately held back. She didn’t wanted Durran to hear her cries. She didn’t wanted anyone to find out – just how weak she and her heart was – despite spending all these years in various places in the universe; she remained but one woman in heart. Even if she became an immortal being who boasted capabilities beyond humans and monsters alike – the deeper recessed was left as that of a wife who couldn’t bear a child, or protect her family to the end. She really, truly felt hopeless, and stupid for that very fact. Yes, stupid. She didn’t even think that another person could sneakily pull such a thing off behind her back. Was this all because she was blinded by love? Was she being punished by fate for her carelessness? Likely.

Regardless, this was just too much to bare.

It just meant that she had more than just a responsibility towards Cain now. It really was her fault that he became that way. Perhaps it was wrong of her to fall in love. However, someone needed to stop that man now. Someone needed to put him to rest.

Just you wait… I’ll save you, Cain – from this nightmare, and these responsibilities you were never suited for. I may end up hitting you with all these pent-up rage, however. I hope you’re well-prepared for that.

She couldn’t help it. She broke down a long time ago. She had already went somewhat mad. Sometimes she didn’t know if she was even portraying the correct expression or not… when would she move on from the material world?

Louise then sighed. She sighed hard. She soon made herself get up from the ground, and dusted herself momentarily before wiping her tears. She reminded herself that Durran was still waiting for her down there. How’d she react to that man now? She didn’t really know. She’d need time to think this through. Regardless, she conjured a portal and thus, teleported her way down to the depths of the caverns. Durran was looking over the room, but was finding nothing. As he heard Louise’s portal behind him, he turned around.

“By the sound of it, you got her, I’m guessing?” Asked Durran.

“That is correct. I wouldn’t let such a monstrosity escape, now, would I?” Louise made a peace-sign with her fingers, as she smiled and answered. Yes, the same smile as always – as if nothing was wrong with her.

A mask. Indeed, it was a mask of lies. A facade she’d worn for so long. So long that she herself forgot when she had started doing it, nor how long she’d intend to go on like this. That was, however, a normal deed for anyone – when born with emotions. Sometimes she feels guilt from lying so much. She wondered if Ishtar would ever forgive her for being like this.

“Found anything else down here?”

“Sadly, that casket was the only thing of note down here,” answered Durran walking over to her.

“Hm… I see. Then let us head back, I’m somewhat tired of this place,” Louise said, this was no lie. She didn’t even wanted to remember this place anymore, or that woman. In due time, she’d be forced to do so, regardless. Louise soon whipped up a portal before them with her wand, then entered it.

(This is a Joint Post Starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

Xavier showed Louise and Durran to a room filled with medical supplies, and a flat table. Durran sat up on the table, and waited for further instructions. Xavier removed his coat, hanging it up on the rack. Taking the long apron from it, he tied it on, and walked over to a drawer to fetch some tools. Durran looked a bit nervously as he cleaned each and everyone of them with a cloth dipped in something. By the smell of it, it was likely alcohol.

“How many times have you done this before?” Asked Durran.

“I don’t think I’ve ever played a doctor before,” Louise said, almost as if speaking to herself, but at the same time; she seemed to be impressed by Xavier’s skills. “But there were times when I worked as a nurse, just for fun,” she confessed joyfully, apparently proud of herself. That was only to get more in-depth knowledge, and well, practical knowledge on medicines. Louise didn’t think it was a nice idea to tell them of her sexual cosplay endeavours with nurses, however...

“Then perhaps I could ask for your assistance, Lady Louise?” Asked Xavier. “Durran, you can remove your clothing to your undergarments.

“Very well,” Louise said, flashing a smile. Sometimes a master has to take care of her servant, too. She wondered if they had a nurse outfit here...

“There is a spare apron on the rack, and some gloves over here. If you would rather not get your outfit dirty, I believe we had some nursing scrubs in the closet there,” added Xavier as he finished cleaning the tools and brought them over to the table. Durran was just finishing getting undressed and slid off his pants.

“I’d best do that,” Louise nodded and went off to fetch the aforementioned items. Tying a knot around her waist; she wore the apron, then took up the gloves and slid them past her arm, and pulled by their ends to make sure the gloves were properly fit. She then walked back to Durran and Xavier. Despite her being a woman, she didn’t seemed to be especially fazed from seeing Durran almost naked.

“Now go ahead and lay down, Durran,” said Xavier looking his body over. Right away Xavier saw several bite marks around Durran’s neck, and more around his ribs. For those to still be visible now meant that Durran’s healing was being halted. Taking the scalpel in hand; he started at one of the bites, and made a quick incision. Black blood flowed out.

“Blood is thin, and coming out a lot faster than I thought,” said Xavier. “Nurse, can you bring those bed pans? We’re are going to use them to hold the blood. Don’t worry, they have never been used,” Xavier chuckled as he began to examine his incision. Durran winced as the elderly man made another cut, but his joyful mood set Durran at ease.

“Understood, doctor,” Louise said, still wearing a smile. It’s as if all the blood didn’t make the situation look serious at all. If ordinary people were here, they’d likely just stare at the abnormality of the situation rather than be disgusted – she believed. She looked around the room; spotting the bed pans momentarily, and brought them over to Xavier. “Jeez, what is she, the medusa?”

Taking them from her, he placed them in a row beside Durran. Looking to Durran, he smiled wide. “Would you prefer I do this quickly? Or bit by bit?” Asked Xavier.

“We have a schedule to keep, doctor. Let’s make this quick...” answered Durran. Xavier placed the blade at Durran’s shoulder, and in one quick motion sliced all the way down to his waist. The deep clean cut made blood flow out of him quickly. Durran’s sight began to go dim until he blacked out. Xavier whistled as he began making incisions in other places moving the pans as necessary. “This should do it. The rest is up to Durran, really. The new blood is coming out now, and it seems healthier… The man never had a heartbeat to begin with,” explained Xavier. “This is really quite something.”

“Even from a single look, even an amatuer such as I can tell that his bodily structures… are exceptionally distinctive,” Louise commented, looking at the blood flowing out.

“But what is pumping it? It is almost as if the blood is just… there. Awkward question… but if this man is to die, I’d like to run an autopsy,” said Xavier.

“I can hear you guys… you know that right?” Groaned Durran. The long cuts that Xavier made began melding together in order. Xavier looked on in wonder at just how fast the man was rebuilding himself. Still, as his body filled up again Durran was left pale, and weak.

“I shall permit that,” Louise answered Xavier, giving the OK while ignoring Durran blatantly. “It is a subject of much intrigue, after all.”

“Thank you very much,” answered Xavier with a nod. “Bloodletting has been widely dismissed as dangerous, but as barbaric as these methods were. They seemed to have worked for you,” said Xavier.

“You couldn’t have told me that before?” Said Durran flexing his fingers and toes. His muscles were responding much better than before. Looking to his side he saw the black blood that was let out from his side. “For a normal person I can’t say they would like their chances.”

“I wouldn’t want to approach Rhea carelessly, that’s for certain,” Louise assessed, placing a hand under her chin. “She may deter my regeneration, too. As rejuvenation is the exact opposite of a poison that slowly breaks you up from the inside; if the poison can counter it for some time; it’d be annoying,” that is, considering this was actually rejuvenation, but Louise lied anyway. She’d never tell anyone that her immortality was a time-based spell.

“I simply don’t trust anyone that refuses to show their eyes,” answered Xavier. “Consider it a personal decision, but that never sits right with me.”

“A wise decision, I believe,” Louise agreed with a nod. “If you’re hiding something, you have something you don’t want others to see. And that also means that you don’t trust others with what you have.”

“Well I don’t like her for a whole other reason…” said Durran with a laugh. “But thanks again doctor. I will be sure to avoid her until I know how to deal with her,” Durran tried to get up, but Xavier held him down.

“Regardless of your healing, I insist you rest,” advised Xavier. Durran was surprised at how strong the man was despite his age. He felt fine, but there was little harm in accepting his advice.

“Whole other reason, you say?” Louise tilted her head as she asked curiously.

”Just not a big fan of snakes… Ironic isn’t it?” answered Durran.

Louise made a bland expression. But this time, it portrayed what seemed like disappointment, rather than seriousness. “Indeed,” she answered.

“Come now, let’s allow this man to rest, while I whip us up some grub… Lady Margaret should be home shortly,” offered Xavier as he began to clean up, and dispose of the bloody gloves.

“I’d love to enjoy a refreshing cup of earl grey about now,” Louise said as she pulled out the gloves and untied the apron; letting it slip by her slim and slender figure before she left the room with Xavier. Leaving the room, Xavier sighed before his lips curled up into a smile. It was comical moments like these that helped keep him sane.

(This is a Joint Post Starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

A bit battered and bruised still from his encounter with Rhea, Durran was sticking to the shadows of the slums. He didn’t want to attract unneeded attention to Margaret, so he waited for when he felt Louise reentered the city. If he was going to get around the city in his condition; he was going to need her help. It was only a day later that he picked up on her. Standing up, he felt a few things crack and pop. Sitting in one place for too so stiffened him up into something awful.

Walking off into the city towards where he felt Louise – he made sure to hide his face. He was sure that Rhea cooked up a hell of a good description to give to the guards. He needed to play it safe. Just when he caught a glimpse of Louise and her extravagant outfit, he saw another person approaching her. He then took to a nearby alley immediately. Peaking out, he saw Rhea and some monks walk up to her.

“High priestess, you sure have been busy as of late,” said Rhea with a smile. “I must warn you that we have some snakes slithering through the city. It’s best you stay off the streets, if at all possible,” Rhea looked through the crowd to the alley that Durran was hiding in. Durran got out of sight, and ran off.

“Oh my, I believe protection is the last of services I’d require around here, especially from snakes” Louise replied with a rather casual smile, she could feel Durran’s presence fade away as he had escaped. She felt that she needed to go after him soon. Rhea was likely on to him. Best solution would be to use teleportations in split-seconds to avoid sharp spiritual senses from picking up the fact that it’s her doing in actuality. At the same time, this meant that she couldn’t go to Durran now, either. As Rhea would be suspecting her.

Then again, what doesn’t she know?

What’s the probability of Rhea – the sly one of the church – not knowing? This may be an attempt on her part to create a rift between the two.

Louise debated as the very seconds passed mentally. “I was told that the †˜rats of the Cult were removed. What implores you to have me take leave of the streets?” She asked calmly, and in a manner such that she showed her feelings of concern to an extent.

“Assassins. Believed to be of the same kind that attacked me before. It seems that I and those connected to the church are being targeted. That no doubt puts a target of your back as well,” answered Rhea. “We are only looking out for you, but you are free to do as you like.”

“I… see, very well. I shall take that into consideration, and thus exercise caution,” Louise answered, giving no more than a single nod to the Head Priestess – as formality required her to do so. Durran did pay a visit to the church as she instructed him to, after all – she thought to herself. Things didn’t seemed to have went as planned, if Durran was discovered, and is on the run at the moment – it meant that the situation was more dire than she had assumed.

“But you need not worry so much, I’ve been all around the world for so long; yet I have no spec of injury to speak of,” she stated confidently – flashing a daring smile – as she twirled gracefully for a moment – one of the many perks of a person who is an actual dancer in another world.

“Not all of us were so lucky. We lost many faithful that night,” answered Rhea. “It appears the assailant cares not for who he kills.”

Faithful, eh? To you, me, or the religion? Louise wondered. Honestly, she had no idea if this person even believed in the religion. Not that she was too keen on the religion herself. Who made that up, anyway? It couldn’t be her ancestors, could it? She hoped not. What sounds more strange was that she claimed first that Durran was targeting church members, and then says that he doesn’t care who he kills. What a careless contradiction.

“He sounds dangerous,” Louise finally commented, after gathering her thoughts. There really wasn’t much to say anymore, after she had agreed to be cautious. Well, cautious of Rhea’s capabilities that may bring danger to precious pawns, not Durran. “Very dangerous,” she added, speaking as if giving no actual care to the subject, but it was definitely a sarcasm – as if making an inside joke.

Rhea cast her a curious look, and one of the monks next to her whispered in her ear. “Unfortunately, I have a few things I must attend to. Do be careful, High Priestess,” said Rhea.

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Even without Rhea there, Louise could tell that she was being watched. Resuming her walk throughout the streets, and occasionally peeking back towards the crowds – she tried to pinpoint her stalkers. In the end, she turned up fruitless regardless of her attempts. They weren’t as good at hiding their aura as Durran, but good enough to blend in with the crowd – the crowd of people that no doubt contained the number of spirits equivalent to the number of people it consisted of. Suddenly, a man bumped into – Louise hard enough to send her tumbling over. Surprised and confounded – she looked to the assaulter’s face under the hood he was wearing, and realized that it was in fact Durran. Reaching to her waist without wasting a moment, Durran snatched the bag that dangled the belt that hung just under her waist. Without a word, Durran sped off into the alley nearby.

Louise rubbed the back of her head from the slight pain she felt from taking the fall. When she came to the realization that it really was Durran who did such a barbaric thing; she felt that it was an indirect approach towards her. Was this Rhea person really that perceptive? Or was his face simply seen? Perhaps both. Either way, the difference was large. Whereas he was walking casually before they parted ways, now he was even wearing an unsightly hood. For him to be cornered so much – she almost begun to pity him for his predicament. However, it was her who got him into in the first place, so she’d definitely need to save her precious pawn now.

“Well, two can play that game,” Louise spoke to particularly no one, before cracking a smile and pointing her wand towards Durran in lightning speed. A portal opened just before him over the ground after he rushed into the alley close by. So, Durran happened to run straight into the apparent trap, and fell into it. This actually sent him away to Margaret’s place. Louise couldn’t think of a safer place, and she lacked the time to do a long-distance World Gate spell for Origin.

Louise then picked herself back up, and looked around to check if she had created a scene in the streets. She then dashed into the alley, as if pretending to go after the thief. Of course, no one was there. It was empty with nothing with dirt and dust lying all over the place. She then proceeded to making a portal on the wall – heading towards Margaret’s residence.

Another fella product huh?

nah thats cool, and the fast-forwarded fight saves time like hell

just maybe the interface bugs me. they dont show the number of shuffles available and somethings are just buggy.

http://swordgirls.net/

got it from this

because i just started SGO again for blinky

altho it sucks compared to before

Hey Azelle, you still play SGO?

Eh. Might as well try.

Not really gonna blame Pump for the last of participation, the main reason is because Jacob doesn't let even Waifu Game's advertisement to be front paged anymore.

I claim Shokuhou Misaki from Toaru Kagaku no Railgun.

I claim Shokuhou Misaki from Toaru Kagaku no Railgun.

I should really get around to playing that.

Alright read the rules and am somewhat pleased with the reclaim rule. At least we have one now.

My dick be electrocuted, but fuck it, I'd want that anyway.

You have about ten days though?