Calm Amidst The Storm

[Flash_Guardian ] A ghostly, haunting guitar melody seems to float along, carried by the ocean breezes that blow across the island. It's hard to tell where exactly it's coming from, though it's heard best from inside the dojo ...

~Vin~ staggers into the area, bottle in hand and the pungent smell of alcohol about him. The man collapses to the ground with the bottle in hand just a few yards from the dojo. The plastered man lies there for several moments before pulling himself upright again and staggers around some more. "What the... Where am I? Do you know, Mr. Jiffy?" He asks the bottle. Yes, he is talking to the bottle.

Serielle emerges from the floor, a subtle disc of blue light covering the section from which she rises. It ripples as she fully forms, then slowly fades away. Adjusting the sleeves on her sweater, she perks her ears at the sound of the guitar. As the dojo seems particularly vacant at the moment, she seeks out the source of the eerie song.

Ravenbolt Lands on the roof of the dojo and roars loudly to tell all of his presence. " hmm i wonder if there are any other dragons on this island..."

Lust entering the island with her sunglassers on her forhead and a cig in her mouth she was wering a pink shirt blue denem jeans and her brown cowgirl boots today along with her usal arsson of weponry she was a one girl army anyway she walked along the beach in to the forest area now climbing a tree moving swifty from tree to tree now her agility was amazing she was heading towards where she could hear music

[Flash_Guardian ] After a moment, the guitar music stops briefly as the musician pauses. A different tune, one that is marginally more cheerful, sounds forth, with lilting happy notes and an upbeat melody. It seems to be coming from ... from the large central room of the arena, the training room. But the training floor is completely vacant. At length, the song slips gradually, almost unnoticeable back down into a minor key, and the same haunting feel. And again, the music stops abruptly. Someone seems to be having problems ...

Revenant Ishara - Translucent hues, danceing within the air. Streaks of silver, forming across space to bridge the gap of ones mind to that of this Isl she had just visited but know one was upon last time she had arrives. Errupting , a silver streaking door way circular in most senses, would appear liquid and swirling. Upon this appearence, Ishara, would step forth from the vivid astral and etheral planes and once again emerge in a hazy merage within the corperal. As soon as planting foot upon the grassy area in which she was the other day, a rather large stone which Jaia was laying upon. The portal from Point A to point B, was accomplished and shut. Closeing up and forgotten as dust within the wind...Those golden hues, glancing about. Wolven ears twiched and laid back against her head but remained ever alert. All the while that reddish brown fox tail would sway elegently back and forth , sliding gently against the ground. She'd turn about, and head straight within the Dojo. She was knew here, but that didn't

Revenant Ishara mean she had to stay lost all the time.. As well as suddenly catching ears , to the turn of a guitar...hmmmm, she'd just follow that then..

[Revenant Ishara ] tune*)

Serielle glances about the training room...though she had distinctly heard the music emanating from this room, her gentle blue eyes could detect nothing. She merely gazes about curiously, pondering the source of the tune...

[Revenant Ishara ] New*)

Lust then front fliped from the last branch and landed on her knees "well that was fun" she said takeing the sig out of her mouth stamping it out moving her red sun glassers over her eyes and followed the sound of music in to a buildin and getting closer to its noice

[Flash_Guardian ] Suddenly, to all those in the training room, a loud WHUMP sounds upon the roof, accompanied by the loud and sudden scream of a startled man. "AAUUGGHH!!" The music stops for good this time. Flash was playing up in the tallest rafters of the central roof over the dojo, up near the peak ... right where a certain dragon just chose to land. His perch shakes dangerously, causing him to wobble back and forth. He would have been able to save himself were it not for the guitar. He had to save the guitar too. He steadies it, then overcorrects. "Oh, crap ..." No way to keep himseulf upright, he tumbles from his high up seat through the network of wooden beams which holds the roof up.

Lust blinks and looks up at the man with the gutair looking some what like a clown but then all men were scum stupid or just plain thick she keept waching him though her red sunglassers not saying anything and then looked around a little seeing there were also otheres around here as well

Revenant Ishara would find the music had now been stopped. Meh, she'd be lost right about now...somewhere within the confints of the hallways. Well, if ya couldn't find all the right ways to get around, might as well go stright to the center , Aye?.. So thats pretty much what she would have done. Taking a turn , and then walking down a raher long hallway before standing in what seemed to to be a training area....until , she looked up and Well.......something came down , now didn't it ?..

Serielle 's head jerks upward as she detects the dragon's thunderous landing. Her eyes widen with surprise as she registers Flash plummeting towards the training room floor. She whips her staff towards the falling man, and as it flies through the air, it unfurls in a most bizarre fashion, taking on the appearance of a silken...hammock? The shimmering sapphire topping the staff transforms into a silvery hook, which latches onto the wall opposite the girl, and the other end extends until it latches itself around her wrist. Grimacing, she turns and pulls it tight, bracing herself and the hammock below the falling gentleman.

Lust blinked the exspressing on her face to look as though she had been denide a lovly treat "awww why did you not let him fall hes just a male whats the big deal" she said looking dissipoted liteing up another cig and begins to smoke again

[ClaudiusBlue ] It had been a long time since Blue had walked from the mainland to the island, the long stretch between Redfang and the keep's land nothing but a evershifted plane of shimmering blue waters. The long journey had usually always been enough to detur a man such as himself from making the trip on his own without the aid of ship, flight, or steed to bring him there. But today, everything felt different and new, the extended path towards the crimson isle actually exciting him for a change. The azure planescape slowed it rolling movement as it crackled and hardened beneath the soles of his silver buckled shoes, the very touch of the wandering aristocrat turning the waters into solid ice. No incantations, no mystic words accompanied this miracle, the essence of his winter magic simply flowing naturally from his being. His worried looks and concerned expression he usually carried with him had dropped to an infinitesimally small amount, a beaming smile appearing beneath his painstakingly well groomed moustache.

Flash_Guardian falls past the first layer of beams, through the second harmlessly ... no wait! He kicks off one of the beams, then puts an arm straight back. With a single motion, he rolls over in midair so that his stomach is now facing down, his hand quickly grabbing onto the next wooden beam down ... he uses this to swing around and up, still holding his guitar by the end, though it comes dangerously close to the beam below as Flash swings. At the height of the swing, Flash tosses the guitar straight up, releasing it in to the air, swings down and pushes off, his legs actually sliding deftly over the next beam below, legs now wrapping around the wood as he swings by his knees, at last catching sight of Serielle's net waiting down below. At this, he speeds his descent, catching the next beam with his hands, the next with his feet, and so on, flipping over and over until at last there are no more beams. The briefest of touches by his feet nearly stops his descent entirely before allowing himself to fall ...

Revenant Ishara raised a brow. Looking to the girl with the staff, do something rather un-expected. She kinda liked the whole fishnet deal. Catching the guy like a fish...heh. Crossing her arms, and leaning against the doorway that connected the training room to the hallway. She'd look around as well, those ears twiching to another, shruging. She was full of opinions wasn't she...She'd continue to watch on. Coiling that reddish brown fox tail about her waist in a nice little poofy belt type thingy. Not actually trying to hide what she was anyways. She was new, so Ishara would hold her peace......for now.

[Flash_Guardian ] ... the rest of the way at a leisurely rate of speed, Serielle's quickly formed net catching him with surprising ease and effort ... you'd think he weighed as one half his size. Flash quickly rolls over onto his stomach, placing his hands out near his stomach, spread apart slightly ... and the guitar falls right into his waiting hands. Only then does he truly relax and sigh, looking to the woman at the end of the net and smiling appreciatively. "Thanks."

Lust sighed and tuned around takeing the cig out of her mouth thowing it back in to the males direction and desided to go do a little exsporing of the island it seemed a rather fun place kinda remided her of her old home when she was younger

Serielle gazes at the man curiously, her azure irises displaying a rather bemused expression. She was quite surprised at how light the man seemed, having expected a lot more effort on her part to catch him safely. Of course, she was also rather impressed by his display of gymnastic finesse...but she couldn't let him get away with being that flashy. She smirks...and drops the rope, snapping a finger as she does so...which causes the net to suddenly fall and roll back into the form of a staff...leaving Flash in the empty air just a few feet above the floor.

[ClaudiusBlue ] A certain vivicious hop pushed him into the air with every occasional step, leaving a small gap in the frozen walkway behind as he bounded along the seemingly endless expanse. The cause of the leap had been yet unknown to those who had happened to spy the foppish lord treading down along the icy path, that same wide smile still and always showing how satisfied and content he was with whatever good luck had come his way. But perhaps it wasn't luck that made him saunter the way he did, but rather a feeling as if things were meant to be this way. How wonderful it was to be alive for him! Even now, his mind had been clouded with the images of his most precious and cherished treasures, the things that brought him the most joy as a man and as a new husband. Already, a chill had gone down his spine as he pondered the possibilities, a crisp breeze picking up as the man shivered. Both hand flew into the other's deep silverlined cuffs, the duke drawing his shoulder up high as he loosed a shaky breath.

Flash_Guardian erks, eyes widening as his support gives way and making some sort of tightly choked noise. He almost seems to hang there a moment before falling the remaining distance, still holding his guitar. His legs only slightly break his fall, sending him careening backward and landing roughly on his bum, musician and instrument crying out in a mixture of "Oof!" and "Clung!" And then he gets hit in the face by a ciggarette. One eye twitches slightly before he shakes his head vigourously, then reaches up to tap the side of his head with the flat of his palm. "Geez, tough crowd." He chuckles lightly, looking back up to Serielle now with a grin.

Flash_Guardian then catches Serielle's falling staff, if she does not already do so.

Lust now outside the bulidin looked about having no clue where she was she sighed to herself and said "oh great godess allow me to find a place where i belong and not have to live this pathic life i would give anything for this" she said to herself quirtily and then blinked wondering what direction she should take as she was for all puposers lost

Serielle returns his expression with another bemused grin, chuckling as the man reaches to catch the staff that has vanished...only to appear beside her, leaning upon her shoulder curiously. She winks at him, then grabs the staff before approaching him, laughing softly as she walks. Her laughter is like a chorus of tiny silver bells, and her steps graceful and silent. As she nears Flash, she offers a delicate hand, that same bemused expression plain upon her face as the night sky.

Flash_Guardian brings his hand through the air, reaching for the falling staff ... but hits only air, looking curiously to his empty hand after a moment. He opens and closes it once or twice, as if not quite believing he had missed. All is soon explained as he looks back to Serielle a moment later, seeing the staff in her possession once more. As she offers him a hand and laughs, such an easy laugh upon the ears, his grin widens into a smile once more and he gladly takes it, pulling himself up to his feet. "Nice catch," he says, though it's not clear if he's referring to him, or the staff just now.

Lust slowly walked though the forst she wanted to stay here but guress when her job was done she would have to leave she saw no sign of this angel girl so she walked on desiding to look for her or look around it was a lovly place she wonded if she this girl was important if not after the job she may move here

Revenant Ishara watched them intentively, the two said beings. She'd blink once, then twice. Before popping her neck and looking around once more. She didn't have anything better todo, so Ishara would slide her back against the wall, just on the inside of the Training area, right next to the hall opeing. There, she'd jus raise her left knee up to her chest as the other would spread out. Tilting her head back and closing her eyes, as her arms stayed cross her chest. She'd take a nap for now...unless told other wise or something.

[ClaudiusBlue ] It had not been the frost gust of wind that caused the musician to shiver as he did, but the visions of his beloved that shook his very being and weakened his knees so that he may bow before such a superior creature. Almost otherworldly to him she was, beyond the beauty and grace of any angel that could be sent down from Heaven above to walk with him upon this earth. Truly, the bard admired no other person more than his beloved Aislinn. The reddish monument that arose from the depth of the ocean started to come into view, what the man considered as his second home and place of rest, Redfang Island. Although the place looked uninviting and seemingly bathed in a bloody red light, it had been the company he kept there that drew him back so many times again and again. The shores not far from him, his velveteen ebony hand flew to his waste and unsheathed the weapon he now kept by his side, a spiral hilted bejewed rapier of liquid silver that could pierce through even the sun's shining light with its luminescence.

Luna_hope enters the island using one of her boats looking around "oh thank the demons shes here" she got off the boat and quickly ran to Lust location she looked on her scaaning to pinpont her location

Kris walks onto the island and looks around saying "what the" she then walks around a little and says "umm hello?"

Serielle perks a brow at the dojo's owner, a glimmering smile still clear upon her face. "So...what were you doing way up in the rafters, Sir Flash? Enjoying the view?"

Lust sighed and hurd running to her than she hurd the noice of the scaaner knowing it could only be one person without even turning around she begin to speak "Whats a matter Luna Tino dont think i can take care of one girl alone i dont need or accspet help when i fight i do it alone" she said still not turnning around but putting another cig in her mouth

Luna_hope sighs "no no no its nothing like that miss Lust i know you dont its just no one knows me or you work for Tino im planning to caputre her and then take her to him alive so your well not needed at the momant" she said in a nervise voice and gulped a little as she did

Flash_Guardian catches sight of the woman in the corner, wolf-eared and fox-tailed as she is, as she settles down for a nap. Interesting ... Flash didn't even have to tell newcomers to make themselves at home anymore. They just ... did. Flash dusts himself off now, frowning as he rubs his still sore posterior. But upon looking back to Serielle once more, he can't help but smile again. Something about the way she looked at him with that happy gaze ... it was almost contagious. "Well, I've always liked high places, for some reason," he explains, shrugging. "And my guitar always seems to help me ... well ... get my feelings out, sometimes." At that, Flash suddenly looks very awkward. A deep breath is taken, and a look of longing given. "Serielle, I ... as you've probably figure out ... well ... we need to talk." Flash clearly doesn't seem to look forward to this proposed chat, but he bites his lip. And then shiver for some strange reason.

Lust looked around as to see if there were any people listiong in when she belives its safe she turnes around "HOW DARE YOU" she looked so pissed "what is it with you tricking her to do this where is your hourner no i forgot you sold it when u became Tino lap dog well i respect this girl more now enouth to give her a chance to fight i will not use dirty tricks like yous and tell Tino this is my last job for him" she just glared at the other woman

Luna_hope yelped falling back looking scared she hateed this woman she was too mean for her all she could do was nod and look terrifide "i i i i will tell Tino and im gessing u u u dont want back up" she said looking scared she might get mad again but befor she had a chance to do so she rushed off in to the forset

[ClaudiusBlue ] The crimson aura that surrounded the island caused the gentleman to look menacing and devilish as he withdrew his blade, the deep blues and shining silvers of his clothing taking on a deeper hued purple and crimon, the drips of water falling from the tip of his blade looking like the substance that pumed through each living person's body, blood. The waves beneath roared and lifted the man higher into the air, the glacial trail the swordsman left behind him shattering into thousands of shining crystals. Power surged through the dark figure upon his artic throne, the salty sea air of the ocean rapidly clouding into a thin white mist. It had been a while since the noble exercised this type of power, the ebon fingers of his left hand clenching around the elaborate handle of his rapier. With a sudden jolt of his arm, the swordman through his sword before him with one large step, the shine of his weapon seeming to bathe the island with a series of pinks, greens, and blue, the hues of the artic lights from the north

Serielle gazes at Flash curiously, taking note of his nervousness, particularly the odd shivering. She does, however, nod in agreement. Given the surprisingly strong connection between them, and especially his reservations from it...a discussion was clearly necessary. His shivering does particularly pique her interest though, and she sees fit to inquire about it. "You seem...cold, Sir Flash," she says simply, reaching out a hand to his cheek, to discern whether the shiver was a natural chill...or just a reaction?

[ClaudiusBlue ] *thrust

Lust shook her head "godess damn them all now lets just find that bluddy angel girl and get this job over with so i can stop working for that moron Tino" she sighed again and disided to go back to the bulidin she may be there and it was a nice bulidin so she made her way back though the forset trying to calm all emothion not succuseeding

Flash_Guardian feels as warm as one would expect, quite normal. At the woman's touch, he seems to hesitate for a moment ... but then embraces it, bringing his own hand up to meet hers, cradling it gently against his cheek. He closes his eyes, letting out a shaky breath and shaking his head slightly. "It's ... nothing. Just ..." Flash is suddenly overwhelmed by a look of complete and total exhaustion, visibly sagging where he stands. "All that's been happening lately ... all the emotions running around with everybody ... it just ... feels like ... too much to cope with." And now, a look of confusion. "Which is odd, for me."

Revenant Ishara .......would meld through the ground useing chakra , and then not be there no more.........POOOFLES!

Lust now in a fit of rage just feeling angry now shouting "WHERE CAN I FIND THE ANGEL GIRL" she scaramed louldy as she could going against all her training that tought to keep her composher

Serielle bites her lower lip softly, glancing down at the floor for a moment before returning her warm gaze to the man's face. She smiles softly, and her words take a similar texture..."Flash...if...all this is too much for you...it's alright..." she fumbles her words for a moment, before continuing, "But I'm here for you, if you want me..."

Flash_Guardian hears a muffled shout somewhere outside ... the central dojo has been well insulated against sound, it seems. The voice, however, doesn't sound familiar. He looks eagerly at Serielle now, his smile one of longing and urgency. "I do!" he exclaims, nodding quickly. "I mean ..." Flash's brow wrinkles as he searches for the right words. "Having you ... by my side ... seems to help. Somehow." Flash pauses now, just staring at the woman for a time. Such a marvelous mystery is she ... coming out of nowhere and sweeping him off his feet before he even knew it. And even her 'abilities' convey the same feeling of mystery. Just who was this woman that he felt so strongly connected to? All this and more is plainly conveyed by the look on his face, a look of awe, intruige, and inquiry.

[ClaudiusBlue ] A mist had started to rise from the blade, the legth of this dazzling piece of martial weaponry become coated in a sheen of frost. The peaceful silence of the island had been ripped asunder by the duke's violent storm, silver streaks of light racing across the sky before a loud booming roar would follows in its wake. The very sight of his raging torrent of the man's dark ambitions had almost seemed as if it were to bring an end to the lone dusty red isle, a gale force wind briefly carressing the islands ground to cause the trees to try and flee from the man. With a sudden turn of his wrist, the noble pointed his sword towards the heavens above, lightning cracking across the sky once more as the roaring wave the aristocrat stood on reached its zenith. Both eyes had been closed now, the clammer of chaos surrounding him being repelled by willpower and focus alone. The discipline and control he possessed was phenominal, the whole ocean and sky at his command.

[ClaudiusBlue ] *phenomenal

[ClaudiusBlue ] The man had seemed to become as a god, the very elements at his beck and call, everything within the tight, firm grasp of his ebon velvet glove. Both eyes had flashed open now, the gold and lapid jewel set within his sockets glowing with an unnatural and humbling sense of his incredible powers. The strength in this man was not in the use of brandishing a sword and shield. No, that was the part of his beloved Aislinn to play as his knight in shining armor. What he possessed complimented her gifts better than anybody could have every thought possible. Raising his arms up high with the tip of the blade pointed towards the crest of his frozen throm, the duke of the twilight kingdom clenched his teeth tight before thrusting the sword down into the frozen foam of the wave with a deafening yell, the violent gale suddenly starting to twist and turn around him in response to his scream. The rapier pierced straight through the ice and flew back towards the earth.

Domano coming in from the main land was chancing his white dragon in a game of tag he shouted after her "Nelo....fly....to......fast" he said as he ran after his friend who only he could speak to but not only her Domano could talk to any animal his little dragon giggled *come on Dom you slow poke your faster than this* she keept flying and Domano was still chacing after her

Serielle perks a brow at the muffled sound from outside the training room, but she too considers it of little importance at this time. She finds the emotions expressed upon Flash's face both curious and amusing, but she let little of this on. She simply returns his gaze with another smile, her eyes twinkling in a rather lovely fashion. However, she says nothing...not knowing exactly where this conversation shall go next. Instead, she leaves the air open for Sir Flash to continue.

Domano begins to cry he was lost and now Nelo could not be found he just sat down and cryed and then cryed some more his monkey tail wraping around him for wamrth as he looked about and begin to shout out for help but being only 5 he did not have a loud voice

[ClaudiusBlue ] The magician carved his way through the glacial uprising with a series of furious slashes and jabs, his unholy voice carrying across the island as a distinct and eerie howl through the ferocity of his storm. The winds had swirled and turn into a full force hurricane, the frosty shaving from Blue's sword flying up and getting pulled higher and higher into through the chaos and into the clouds. His descent through the artic pillar would have only seemed to have been a single second, the bard moving with such speed and certainty that what he performed clearly was an act which little a mortal or sane man could ever hope to accomplish. His feet landed with a loud bang against the earth, a sudden shockwave carrying across the entire island as his being touched the once soft soil beneath him, the ground now a layer of tundra. He stood hunched, lowered with his sword horizontal to his body, his arm held out with the weapon in hand, his face hidden among the vastness of his golden sunshine. Only now would he wait...

Flash_Guardian shakes his head, breaking from his inspective reverie as no new words are spoken. Pondering for a moment, he looks over his shoulder. "I think I'd like to go sit down somewhere, if that's alright." Even saying this, Flash's eyes squint and his head shakes, as if struggling to subdue some inner beast. To Serielle, the turmoil clearly shows through. At the sounds of the raging storm outside, Flash looks up to the ceiling ... and actually smiles. "I've always loved storms."

Domano looks up then feelling very frighted storms scared him his breathing became shallow and tence all he could do was cry he then got up and ran trying to run away from the storm to find shelter but it did not appare to be aby around

Serielle chuckles at this comment, though the chaotic mix of emotions within the man clearly concern her. Regardless, she knows that they must speak. "Lead the way, Sir Flash," she says, her azure eyes aglitter.

Flash_Guardian can't think of anyplace better or more comfortable than the south wing at the moment, due to the recent addition of tables and chairs for the wedding. Flash nods, his hand nervously winding its way down, searching for hers before he leads her there and quickly finds a seat, making himself as comfortable as he can. That being done, now comes the difficult part. "Where to begin ..." he mutters, shaking his head.

[ClaudiusBlue ] The once clear and wonderfully blue sky had become clouded and dreary, the grey that blanketed the island only carrying through the sky ever so slighty. Silence. Nothing could be heard, not a tree rustled, nor a breeze blow. Absolute peace and quiet. The lord allowed his head to tilt back, allowing himself the privilage to look towards the rest of the island from under the shadow of his wide-brimmed hat. The fierceness of his eyes gradually started to fade, his grip loosening, his breath becoming lighter and easier. It was over now, it was complete. The sound of metal sliding against metal could be heard as Blue slid his sword back to its respective place, the sheen of frost the sword had been coated with being stripped as the blade carressed the artistic sheathe around his belt. Then the man stood, his posture straightening with a slight popping of his joints as he rose, a small smile starting to creep up on his somber features. "Perfect..." he said in but a whisper, turning his gaze skyward.

Domano blinked as voicers in his head spoke "i can though this store back with some wind just call for me Padanonayen NO call for me ifret i will creat walming fire for you no the boy needs some one to look after him call for me shiva il protect you" it was all becoming to much more and more voicers in his head asking him to call them he begin to feel dizzy blanking out now

Serielle seats herself as well, in a ladylike fashion, with her legs crossed at the ankles. She remains quiet, her gently eyes once more trained upon the man...examining his features, his emotions...and allowing him to speak his piece.

Domano was laying on the floor uncouses when Nelo showed up "OH DOM what happend i better get you to saftey think god your so young and small i may just be able to carry you" she picked domano up with her claws by his tail and begins to make loud sounds as she flew hopefully alerting some one to come

Flash_Guardian thinks on it, until eventually his mind finds as logical of a starting point as he can think of. "That connection we shared the other day," he begins. "I could feel it ... could feel you. As I'm sure you felt me." A single laugh, light and apologetic, is given to Serielle, accompanied by a smile. "It all came so fast ... so sudden. Maybe I should explain things to you a little better? The women you must have seen?"

Serielle nods, remaining silent. She was content with listening to the man...and as she did so, could already feel tiny strands of...something...connecting them.

Flash_Guardian nods also, swallowing. "Right." Awkward, very awkward. How to make a long story short? For indeed, it is a long story. "I ... used to me an immortal. I worked for a certain god of time for ... what must have been aeons beyond aeons, I'm sure. Revolutions, we called them. The cycle of the universe, creation and destruction," he rambles, eventually catching himself and stopping. "Anyway ... I've lived for a long time." He scratches his head now, feeling that he certainly wasn't showing his best side to the woman at this moment.

Anwyn 's hesitant, to say the least, the young woman stepping out on the rocky passage with bare footed uncertainty, but the island in the distance wasn't here, so that was in it's favour, anywhere that wasn't here was where she wanted to be. Her steps were unsteady, the banage upon her right ankle grotty and frayed but still offering some support to the bruised, swollen limb. Every step spoke of pain, but equally of determination, hemline of a mangy skirt soaking up water to turn it to the colour of mud. Eyes focus out, onto the Island, a goal to aim for, a goal that set her chin firm, and the rough and tumble copper curls to fight with each other down her back.

[ClaudiusBlue ] The lord scanned the cloudy blanket above, his mismatched pair looking far, far away into the distance, seaching for something. Then, he saw the fruit of his labor start to appear, the smile on his facing growing ever wider as he watched. A single perfect ice crystal with is own artfully crafted crystalline frame wafted gently in the breeze, one of the snowflakes crafted the by tip of Blue's sword. Then another fell too. Then another and another until it grew into a small flurry, the landscape of the island becoming dusted with a pure and silent white. "How wonderful this is," said the artic wizard with a smug grin on his face. His feet crunched through the light layer of snow, the entire island feeling the extent of his rule over the elements. "A storm for seven days and seven nights... My masterpiece." The man followed the path into the wood of the isle, the forest filling him with quiet joy as the place turned into a winter wonderland. "How I have missed this, my homeland. This is what should be mine..."

Flash_Guardian continues. "Every time the universe dies and is reborn, every soul has a chance to return and live a different life as a new person in a new reality. Or at least that's how things worked where I came from. It may be different here." And now, the main point. "Those women you saw," he says, looking down at the amethyst pendant hanging from around his neck, which is already starting to glow slightly with that same purple glow, "were the same woman. At least in spirit. Every revolution, every spare chance I recieved when not working for Chen, I spent looking for her. Her reincarnation, at least." He places a flat hand behind the chain now, lifting the pendant up and further into view. "This pendant is one which I made for my love the first time we met ... back before I worked as an avatar to the god Chen. Since she is reborn in a new body each time, this pendant is the only remaining connection I have with her spirit." And there it is. At least the bulk of it.

TinoAngelstar smiles ashe gets here talking to himself louldy not caring if anyone hurd him at all "The problim with sevents and lackeys is there too dumb to figer out what to do if the girl is heavily guarding just kill whos Guarding her" he said with a smirk on his face inteding to kill any he came in conntact with

Flash_Guardian sits there, watching Serielle to see how much of this situation she is taking in. The pendant swings idly before his chest, its glow casting a light upon his hand as it holds it there for her to see. In Flash's eyes, nervousness and trepidation ... and uncertainty.

Anwyn makes a slow steady progress along the causeway, not rushing, checking each footfall carefully, her balance lessened thanks to the weight of water her skirts had absorbed, the imobile arm, as well as the limp she tries to hide. In time, the snowy Island is nearly reached, when cane slips on a lingering crust of ice capping a rock, falling out from under her to set a thin, shocked scream fleeing from her lips. The cat that had been perched in her cloak hood leaping for the safety of the shore as the girl tumbles in with a loud, thrashing splash...sinking as sure as a rock would, thick cheap fabric weighing her down, and injuries preventing a fight after the initial cry

[ClaudiusBlue ] His silver talons carved their way into the bark of the trees that he would happen to pass, the beauty he had created and unleashed upon this place filling him with nostagia. The vision of his own keep came into his mind, a castle set within the deep frozen north, the bustiling village that hung beneath its shadow. How much he missed it, although he could never go back now. Too many things kept him here and he had come to accept that. "The council, the people, my people... What is left of them now? What has become of my kingdom?" he asked turning around one tree, almost as if he expected to find somebody on the other side to answer his question. But as he had imagined, nobody was there to give him a reply or a solution, his slender frame falling against one of the proud trees that guarded the interior of the island. "Blast! How could it all have slipped away from me? How could I have been so blinded by avarice and pride that I could not see what I had been loosing?" cried the lord into the winter landscape.

Dayonta walks along the bridge to see what lies upon the other side, he yawns, the snow would seem to veer away from his body, not a single flake touchs him. He sighs and continues his walk coming acoss Redfang Island, he smiles and steps onto the Rich soil, lookking in awe at the Trees and giving a solid glance to the Oriental like building of which he could just see. He walks around a little and sighs as he thinks about thing.

Anwyn 's form breaks the surface, bobbing like flotsam in the gentle-waves, clothing still trying to pull the woman under, but with her eyes open wide to the sky, and lips set firm in concentration the telling signs that is isn't providence alone that keeps her afloat. For now though, she's settled there, half drowned, with her large, lanky tabby cat mewling pityously

Flash_Guardian tilts his head, listening as he waits, noting that the storm seems to have stopped. Or at least silenced. Odd.

[ClaudiusBlue ] The man's knees felt weak and weary now, both of them feeling as if they could no longer support his body any longer. Blue collasped into the fresh powder, his arms falling lifeless along with the rest of his body. It was depression, the sarrow and the sadness he felt for what had occured in his far past. It pained him physically, mentally, and emotionally, the stinging numbness of this hard memory making him feel cold and insignificant. A single crystalline tear cascaded down his pale cheek as he gazed through the forest towards the dojo grounds, both of his hand cupping and curling into the pile of snow he had pushed up as he fell. "That place..." he murmured quietly, the corners of his mouth contorted into a sharp frown. "How I wish it were mine..." spouted the once proud lord, crawling his way towards the monument withint the island's center. It was not his keep, nor did it even resemble his castle in the slightest, but it was a place of authority and nobility, both of which he wanted so very badly.

Dayonta sighs and looks at the Sky, "Ah...if my Ice Spells were any better, i'd stop the snow coming near me all together...." He sighs and sits down, leaning back against a Tree, his Skyblue hair with a tint of Purple blows towards the left, his Purple eyes glowing a little, he then opens the palm of his Left hand, creating a small ball of Fire and watching it out of boredem. He sighs and yawns once more.

Anwyn starts to swim, one arm plowing slowly through the water, both legs kicking fiercely, regaurdless of the pain the ankle may cause, still floating as light as a feather atop the water, held there by, and one can only surmise, the concentration on her face. Hours to her, time crawling like molassus in the snow, until shore is felt under her, firm and tangible, rough on her skin but so welcome as to have her wilt away into the blissful repass of rest, legs still lapped at by the waves, bedraggled child spat from the sea, with a cat the colour of smoke curled upon her back, hissing at the tide.

Flash_Guardian frowns at the prolongued silence between him and Serielle. Looking over his shoulder, he glances out the window, catching sight of the snow falling down lightly. A smile full of joy crosses his face, eyes twinkling in childish delight. "It's snowing? I didn't think it could snow in a place like this ..." He spares a reluctant look back to Serielle where she sits. "Perhaps I should find some way to warm things up here in the dojo. I'll, ummm ... give you some time. To reflect on things." Flash hesitantly rises, clearly not wanting to leave Serielle's presence. In the midst of his confusion, somehow she had been serving as his rock of solidarity, a calm in the midst of the storm. Yet rise he does, making his way back to the east wing, to the sleeping quarters.

[ClaudiusBlue ] The most of his overcoat had been covered in the fresh dusting of pure white snow, the man still pulling himself through the wood with only the strength of his arms and desire. A gaze, an unblinking gaze, that one blue eye fixed towards the building so close and yet so far from him. The golden amber eye had refused to partake in the same vision, shutting itself closed as the nobleman trudged onward. Two forces clashed inside of him, an arguement starting to rage between two familiar men. Both of them the voice of peace, but which one was right? The confusion, the chaos, the madness that brewed between the two... The bard's movement became slow and rigid, finding it harder to drag himself further and further. Something was stopping him from doing it... Not the cold nor the weather, but something else prevented him from pressing on. Now he didn't move, the man face down in the snow at the edge of the clearing, his features hidden beneath the brim of his lavishly tailored hat.

[ClaudiusBlue ] The most of his overcoat had been covered in the fresh dusting of pure white snow, the man still pulling himself through the wood with only the strength of his arms and desire. A gaze, an unblinking gaze, that one blue eye fixed towards the building so close and yet so far from him. The golden amber eye had refused to partake in the same vision, shutting itself closed as the nobleman trudged onward. Two forces clashed inside of him, an arguement starting to rage between two familiar men. Both of them the voice of peace, but which one was right? The confusion, the chaos, the madness that brewed between the two... The bard's movement became slow and rigid, finding it harder to drag himself further and further. Something was stopping him from doing it... Not the cold nor the weather, but something else prevented him from pressing on. Now he didn't move, the man face down in the snow at the edge of the clearing, his features hidden beneath the brim of his lavishly tailored hat.