Spirited Away

Alucinor looks to the woman tentatively, hands taking a firm yet gentle hold. His speech carries regret, and that same nervousness reflected in his movements. "Everywhere but here."

Enaid smiling still yet her words edged with sadness as she hears the nervouness and is that sadness she hears...." But you are here now ....and now you will dance...and perhaps even sing later....but for now let your body lift itself in joyous tidings and feel those living that surrounds us....fill your heart with goodness and float upon its waves"

Alucinor blinks as if even such a simple notion is just beyond his grasp ... and yet he smiles at the images her words conjure. Steadying himself, he nods twice, keeping his eyes on her lovely face. "For your sake, I will try." He stands there, muscles tense and blindly awaiting the motions that will soon follow.

Enaid smiles blossoms bird's wings opening as if spreading ready to fly....as with a gentle nod she lifts a leg...and begins to lead him to the gentle swaying of the music of nature....light tunes that soar to the sky....dancing leaves as flower heads bob...her body dipping as she begins to move letting nature and feelings take over..lifting her to another world ..her eyes open his as they too join in the dance merrily twinkling over pupils...as he feels her leading him to the rhyumn of life

[Alucinor ] And all at once the dance begins ... Al's feet at first moving along just to keep up with her dainty steps, taking great care not to place his feet upon her own. He holds to this rigidly, eyes held to the ground beneath him, hardly a dance without being able to hear and feel the rhythm to which she moves ... eyes risk an upward glance briefly, looking to her with concern and worry, wondering if he is doing it right at all and not wanting to disgrace her.

Enaid dancing eyes upon him watching him feeling the rigidness of body the jerkness of movements as he tries to follow...not yet having learnt that all one needs to do is forget and flow....the body itself a thing of beauty and grace if but left upon its own to work needs no guiding hand...a gentle squeeze as he looks up light as the breeze yet still there to be felt. Her bare feet one moment touching the goodly earth before instantly rising as if in flight taken by the wings of her smile.....pivoting him around as they lift and glide but seconds before both landing...another graceful twirl....words as soft as dandilion seeds " Your doing well....relax a little more and feel the rhymn upon the air Al"

Alucinor rises and spins with Enaid through the air, whirling about beneath the willow's curtain, distracting him momentarily from his worry. Upon her words, he makes a muffled noise to reflect his struggle, and yet he tries to let go as she tells him to do. He suddenly closes his eyes, leaving what happens to chance ... letting feet fall where they will, moving as is most comfortable, and slowly beginning to step in time as she does. Slowly do the lines of worry fade from his face, smoothing out into an expression of enjoyment. "Yes ... I see! I can feel it now!"

Enaid laughs now the swirling rustling of leaves seeming to fit in with the magic of the dance...the echo of soft bells as her body moves....the fragrance of woodland flowers swirling lifting and fluttering away like butterflies...the chiffon cape bellowing outwards with each graceful movement seemingly adding a somewhat whimical sight as light catches reflects rainbow colours....as she leads him dancing around the trees...yet even these seem to be joining in as branches sway adding music to movement..flowers begin to open petals wide blossoming their early colours as if just for them...and where their feet touch be it but a second little green shoots bob and unfold...as if nature too is joining in this teasured special time

TheEmoFaerie 's approaching presence is clear even before he arrives. His influence is spreading, as are the dark clouds spewing rain in torrents overhead... For a moment the clouds actually shape themselves into the letters: 'OMFGWTF?!!1!' before rolling onward across the garden. Somewhere beneath all this, the black and sodden form arrives, grumbling about the weather, about the trees and flowers and birds and squirrels and air and water and everything. He isn't in a happy mood. He is NEVER in a happy mood. Him being in a happy mood is the sort of thing nostradamus should have predicted happening were it ever going to, but he didn't... so it'll probably never happen.

Alucinor seems to all at once catch into the motions, leaping into the dance with newfound enthusiasm and even beginning to add embellishments of his own ... stepping lightly here and there, lifting his arm to let Enaid spin beneath, then pulling her close and holding her to his side for a brief moment, only to send her spinning out again as the dance continues. He laughs in a light sort of bellow, like bells heard in springtime. And as they dance, nature dances with them, even as a gentle rain begins to fall all around them.

TheEmoFaerie just looks about at this despicably pristine garden that he has introduced to yet another rumbling storm and downpour. What pretty flowers and perfect trees. How absolutely, thoroughly sickening. He walks over to the nearest flower-bed and begins trampling it, smirking to himself as he blurts out bad poetry about the frailty of nature being soley for the purpose of its destruction, and that whoever created it all is the real sadist.

Enaid spins and twirls lifts and lands to Aluc's moves....even lifting her head a little as the rain begins to splutter downwards letting it bath and wash her face...feeling its tender fingers as the rain kisses her clothes...and hair...like the threads of the spider as droplets caught..linger reflects

TheEmoFaerie begins reciting his pains of the day as he continues to trample the flowers one by one in the now pouring rain. He reaches the tulips now, bringing his crushing boot down on each in turn. " This is for the noise that woke me up this morning. This is for the bit of rubble at the top of the stairs that tripped me up. This is for the rubble at the bottom of the stairs that broke my fall, and my back! This is for the guy who tried to rob me the moment I left the house. This is for the kids that threw those cans at me in the street. This is for getting me lost in the forest. This is for the lack of food in the flat. This is for f**kin Romeo and Juliet over there... and this is in hopes of their tragic ending to come!"

Alucinor is long since out of sight and mind of anything else save the swirling and the music of nature that now surrounds him, all centered upon the brilliant lady beside him, feeling the rain and laughing happily as it washes over him. "Enaid, this is wonderful!" he calls in joy to the world around him, letting himself come alive and feeling the rain upon his cheeks, not really knowing when the dance would end and hardly caring.

TheEmoFaerie tries to trample a hedge, but its a bit on the big side and he gets his foot stuck in it. Muttering annoyedly he thrashes his boot around in the hedge until it is not only freed but has completely messed the plant up... then he stamps repeatedly on the central stump. "Stupid... f**king... bush!" .... And then he turns his attention to the nearby trees. Kicking them wouldn't do much good. He has his stanley-knife blades, but thats smallscale crap for when he feels like tagging. This time he is in the mood for wholesale destruction of this yuckyness... one big vent. Perhaps he could summon his old axe, but why bother... his magic has got stronger since then, fuelled by the extra dose of misery in the forest yesterday.

Enaid faulters for but in an instant...the rhymn lost for the breifest of seconds...as during a twirling dance head turns towards the pain of those calling out to her...a closing of eyes a merging of senses...sent winging its way to aid those that are in need....a creaking sound as of limbs lay since silence begin to feel....move....a grinding of wood moving as the limbs of trees begin to bend...move...stretch out to grasp thier leafy fingers around the destructive force within their presence....each reaching out to grasp or simple fling him away ..

Alucinor feels the brief stutter within the dance, his own eyes looking off into the direction which Enaid looked, only catching the faintest hint at what she must have felt through the connection shared in the dance. Yet all he has to do is look to the sky to know what, or more precisely who, is the cause of her distress. He frowns just a little content to keep to the dance for as long as he can, but prepared to follow his mistress to whatever end she leads him to.

TheEmoFaerie blinks in alarm as trees actually seem to reach for him. He dives and weaves aside, then cuts short his ponderings in favour of action. Thats it... time for the new summon-weapon spell. He gestures rapidly with his hands, little sparks and flashes whirl around his hands.... and it appears in a flash: a magical chainsaw! Shifting back out of the way of the trees. the Emoboi crouches to switch the power on and pull the starter-cord. It being a magic chainsaw, it miraculously starts first time, the sudden whirr of the engine adding a dangerous chording to the background sound of the falling rain. With teeth bared, he then charges the trees, spinning the chainsaw wildly about to lop branches off here and there, then whirr a huge gash out of a nearby treetrunk.

moro walks though woods to a little spring

Alucinor hears some form of monstrous beast roar to life far away at the heart of the storm where trees begin to move and crash. This is far too much for him to continue, and he lets the dance fall away to look wide-eyed at the woman next to him. "Enaid ..."

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moro sits down the spring and looks into it

Enaid winces as the pain and cries come to her unheard by others yet as loud to her as thunderclaps in the sky....painful eyes linger...footfalls hesitating...wavering in their simple pleasured task...for though limbs are indeed broken....splinters flying....crushing to the ground...not all are caught in the torrid of the chainsaw....as trees swoop at him...vines growing around creeping under leaffall waste try to wrap around the destructive fae..trying to entangle him to the spot or at least hinder him in his task

TheEmoFaerie feels something grab at his leg. The chainsaw jutters as he instinctively spins and hammers it down through the creeping vine. This is crazy... the trees aren't supposed to fight back. Another one hooks around his shoulder while he isn't paying attention, more whipping for his limbs, but he swings the roaring machine through the wood like a knife through butter and the pieces fall from him. Slowly but surely he would be winning this unless even the severed pieces had a life to them. Trees only had so many branches afterall, and wherever possible he seeks to grind the weapon of his into the nearest trunk. Of course it all goes wrong when he suddenly yelps and swears profusely, the chainsaw dropping, still in his grip but momentarily grounded and tearing up the dirt. The lesson to be learnt here: ALWAYS wear safety goggles when chopping down trees.

moro turns to the sound of a chainsaw.

TheEmoFaerie is not only blinded, but the tree he had been cutting at topples in his general direction and he gets crushed under it, pinned to the ground amit scattered branches, chippings and sawdust. Not only that, but its still p*ss*ng it down with rain, making a nice, wooden mulch for him to fall into. Joy.

Alucinor isn't sure what to do ... the trees are fighting their own war as best they can, and even the vines of the ground conspire to contain him ... and soon, quite quickly, he is contained beneath a fallen tree. But is the dreaded weapon still in his possession? The forester dressed man looks to Enaid once again. "Should we go and make certain that all is well, mistress?" he asks her, a bit of his subservient manners creeping at last into his speech amidst such panic.

moro watches a tree fall on a man

Enaid is gazing at Aluc yet clearly she is not seeing what is there...fiary light's dimming to a soft glow.....looking up she uses the that which the fae brought with him...as the pouring rain turns to a heavy turrental storm....hopefully coursing the chainsaw spinning to spark and short circuit ....a soft moanful cry emitted from lips as the tree falls

moro is soak and wet but walks to the fallen tree.

TheEmoFaerie 's chainsaw doesn't short-circuit... but it does completely vanish, both due to it being a magically summoned weapon. Emo lies half-pinned under a tree, one eye shut, blood trickling from his mouth and muttering to himself: "Stupid f**king trees! I hate you all!"

moro looks at the man under the tree

TheEmoFaerie manages to get one hand up enough to try and pick the wood-chip from his eye. It takes awhile, and his pained swearing can be heard every moment or so, but eventually he gets it out... mostly thanks to the torrential rain. He is still swearing though. "F**k! It didn't even f**king kill me! Damn this f**king hurts, and ... it won't come off. Stupid f**king heavy tree! "

DeathJester skips in singing " Are ya listenin whoaaaa!!!"

Alucinor hears the cry of pain from Enaid's lips, and is fully torn ... uncertain what to do now. "Well," he says huffily, "serves him right. That should teach him to pick on someone his own size." He nods, looking back to Enaid and wrapping a comforting arm about her, holding her close to his powerful form yet not restricting.

DeathJester plops down in the grass and looks around

Czar would enter to see this? Oh joy! This is so cool! Storm, destruction. Oh? did we mention that Czar hates rose bushes? Yeah. Today he hates a lot of stuff. So what would happen right about now? Tree go boom. Bushes go boom. How? Behold the joys of being a Hellspawn. Any thought when excorsiced with the right amount of will and mana becomes physical reality. Czar wants the tree pinning Emo to explode. So explode it does, sending splinters and spear-like stuffs out to impale other stuffs. As for that rose bush? Spontaneous combustion is a beautiful thing. Green fire for the bush! Boom!

moro asks"would you like some help?"

Enaid shoulders slump the magic of the moment gone....lost in a blinking of an eye...a glance towards Aluc a puzzled look replacing one of pain before head tuning she begins walking with easy graceful steps to where the tree lays...a slight lift of her head....as the tree begins once more to creak...grind those limbs that are lift beginning to move..leafy fingers pushing against the soaked earth...and upwards...upwards giving the fae enough room to move..but only barely enough....and then only if the fae takes the given moment of oppintunity .

DeathJester rolls over and ends up in a one handed hand stand " He he Alriiight look wut I can do"

TheEmoFaerie is saved by Czar. The fact that he screams " F******K ARRGHH!! " from the pain of being immolated is completely immaterial. One strange moment of holy glowy light later and he is once again resurrected, trembling with the memory of complete agony, eyes twitching. At least he can stand up now. Everything about him is burning, yet hissing horribly and giving off tons of steam due to the heavily pouring rain.

TheEmoFaerie dies, resurrects, dies, resurrects, etc on a daily basis these days, pretty much. Its not worth thinking too hard about.

moro walks to deathjester and sits down

DeathJester slips and falls flat on his head after a slight gust of wind passes and remains quiet

Alucinor can sense something occurring as the threads of reality are woven into a new design ... and even as Enaid moves to wander away, his arms hold her safely to him. "Don't!!" he shouts ... just as the tree explodes. Only then does he release Enaid to do as she wills.

moro looks at him and then transforms into a cat

DeathJester leg twiches as his eyes turn to moro

DeathJester sits up and shakes his head a bit regaining his composure

DeathJester wipes his eyes and double takes the cat with a strange expresion on his face

DeathJester blinks " Ta....talking....no" takes out a bottle of vodka and throws it away

moro deforms into her nekojin form

TheEmoFaerie stands, twitching where once a tree had been. Now he is surrounded by darkness, pouring rain, and many heavily steaming hellfires that used to be bushes and trees. This garden has become a very lifelike work of hell-art, and it wasn't all his doing either. All the same, he is the harbinger of misery and gloom apparently. Alucinor and Enaid's little dancing ground has been turned into a chaotic hellhole of destruction. He might even approve if he wasn't still shuddering from the aftermath of pain, of heat all around and cold water from above. Its completely messing up his system and VERY uncomfortable. A repeated string of the f-word is just blurbling from his mouth now... to add that extra uncouth flavour to the scene.

DeathJester 's eyes blaze open " Whoa!!!! Insta kitten to kat hottie ina blinka an eye!!!"

DeathJester 's eyes turn to pink hearts

moro sits there watching with her fangs showing

DeathJester blinks a few moments " Oi crap...." starts easily sliding away " Well well now, guess things shouldnt get tooooooooo outta hand eh hehehe" laughs nervously

moro asks"are you afrade of me?"

DeathJester speaks in high pitch " Of course..." ahem clears throat to normal voice " course not!!!! Renown Jesta Lie here! I fear no thang!"

TheEmoFaerie glances over at the DeathJester, since everyone else seems to have slowed down relative to the timeline or something. He just remarks rudely: "Quit being so damn f**king enthusiastic. You make me sick... you jolly f**ks!" ... General moping will resume.

moro gigles and asks"are you a vampier too?"

DeathJester shakes his head " Huh who me no...."

moro sys"okay thent is dinner time"

DeathJester scoots back " No no no no no no wait!!!"

Enaid is momentrily held within the arms of Aluc.....eyes closing at the sudden death....pearlike tears glisten before trembling a trail upon her cheek.. a step heavy as sorrow weighs upon her heart..the lost of those that had lived now laying dead or dieing in smouldering fire....a shiver...as eyes close standing still as if a statue...unable to move daring not to acknowledge that which her heart tells her

DeathJester runs and climbs up in a tree and takes out his little jester headed mace and shakes it out at her from the tree " You dont wanna eat me! Im....Wha Im jux a jesta!!"

moro walks to the tree licking her lips

TheEmoFaerie glances back over at Enaid and Alucinor, smirking... the fire on the ground casting a creepy orange light on the underside of his face, making him look decidedly evil as he grins over at them. Now he is starting to approve. Enaid's sorrow empowers him..... or at least thats the idea. Maybe its just that he is a sick little bastard who thinks everyone deserves to suffer as he does. Either way, he seems drawn to sorrow like a moth to a flame, and brings extra helpings with him.

DeathJester climbs to the tip top of the tree almost slipping as he gets there

[DeathJester ] " Oi this is not lookin good here Lie.....think think!!!!"

Alucinor frowns, just holding Enaid to him for the moment, not really knowing what else to do. Unless ... a sudden thought catches him, and he leans close to Enaid, whispering gently in his deep voice. "Enaid ... talk to me ... please ..."

DeathJester springs and idea " I got it!!!!!" starts to shake as he tries to catch his balance and falls from the tree....somehow hitting every branch on the way down -_-

DeathJester slams to the ground and lays there......" Ouch not what I had planned...."

TheEmoFaerie turns and trundles over toward where moro apparently has DJ penned up a tree. Were there even any trees left? If they are, they might catch fire, so be careful. In fact.... Emo walks over and picks up a large fallen branch, large because its still burning despite the rain and all may soon be out. All the same he walks back over to the tree that DJ was in and holds the firey branch to it, grinning. He glances at moro. "So... another vampire. Yeah, like thats original. This is your feed is it, conformist? Allow me to toast him up a little for you." ... the other end of the branch is slowly diverted toward the fallen jester.

moro lands next to h and picks him up

Alucinor doesn't think the fire will be spreading what with the torrential rainfall ... o.O

TheEmoFaerie thinks its worth trying. It is hellfire afterall. Thankyou Czar.

Enaid head turns slowly....like the world has slowly begin to wind down....dimly fairy light eyes look at him....the brim lined with glistening pearl tears a blink sending them along the already made pathway over cheeks....as she leans into him....as if for support...eyes closing

DeathJester gets picked up " Oi wait no....I dun wanna go yet"

[DeathJester ] " I'll show you a trick!!!!!"

Demigod would make his way from the north into the garden walking at his usual slow stroll, his hands folded neatly behind his back and a small smile playing across his lips, some would call it sarcastic, the optimistic would call it mysterious. His orange eyes would go up to the dky as he was getting wet from the rain above, interesting. The rain would seem to drown out the sounds of the occupants of the gardens and surround him in solitude even though he wasn't far from them, he removed a jewel from the folds of his tattered cloak and turned it in his left palm as he strolled along.

DeathJester winces waiting for a bit, then opens his eyes....." J...just joking....?"

moro puts him down ad starts to laugh

TheEmoFaerie grumbles, dropping the branch and wandering away from moro and DJ .... they'll probably run off to a private room and have quick nookie or something now. Thats the way of things these days, isn't it? He looks around boredly as the fires gradually hiss into nothingness around him and leave the entire garden a smouldering, wet, charred mess. Lovely.

Alucinor feels an upwelling of emotion, powerfully swelling within him, wincing and trembling as he is torn with indecision. He wants to stop this madness that plagues the woman in his arms, and he knows he has the strength. Of course he has the strength! If not him, then who else? And yet, for all the power he wields, he is powerless to do anything, bound by chains thicker than the trees so recently blown to bits by other powerful entities so unrestrained. And so he strains at the ties that bind him with words of soft pleading. "Enaid ... say something ... anything!"

DeathJester scratches his head getting up laughing sort-of now as well " Ha ha, yes of course should have known!"

moro says"i'm an vmpier so be carful"

[Demigod ] This would be the mages first time ever visiting the garden, he had walked pass it many times on the road, and now that he seen it like this he figured that there would be little to no reason of ever comming back to the place, it might as well as been a graveyard.. He his orange eyes cut through the grayness of the rain locking on TheEmoFaerie in reticence, those eyes would stare non blinking, not threatning but not cautions... in his left palm would be a black jewel.

DeathJester imediately stops laughing and is serious " Ahem ya of course!

moro asks"did you think i would eat you?"

Enaid head rest aginst his chest....or whereever....the tears silently falling smearing merging the dampness with that of the rain nw on the gaint of the man.....words barely spoken as she greaves......" Take me.......away"

TheEmoFaerie looks straight back at Demi, unmoving, but his expression quickly becomes some sort of a scowl. "And just what the hell are you looking at, f**kwit?! Mind your own f**kin business!" ... He looks away sourly, glancing back at Alucinor and Enaid. O'course she has someone to take away her pain. He resents them both for it. Stupid f**kers.

DeathJester thinks a moment, ummm well I dunno, I dont really know ya tha well?"

Alucinor hears Enaid's words, and nods ... and suddenly something changes as the cloak at Alucinor's back shifts and moves, and is then thrown upward as a powerful pair of wings, with mottled copper-brown feathers tipped with blue, unfurl from his back. In mere moments, the pair takes to the skies, Enaid held firmly in the comforting arms of Alucinor as the two fly up through the storm, leaving the wreckage that remains of the garden behind for calmer skies.

Demigod would smile amused at the fellows anomisty towards him. It would not stir him, he would simply raise a brow and find someone who didn't have a cesspool of a mouth to coverse with, he slowly made his way down the hill of he garden his brown boots crushing the reminants of burnt flower and bushes has he saw Moro and and others, his orange eyes going from one to the the other, he would put the black jewel in the folds of his tattered cloak as he reached them. Stopping he would adjust his tattered cloak in vain.

[DeathJester ] " ya cold"

TheEmoFaerie turns, tucks his hands in his pockets, and walks away from the ruin of the garden... taking the storm with him. He was the one who brought it in the first place, incidentally.

DeathJester looks around " Well I guess now since tha whole killing the clumbsy jester part is over.....would it bea good time to into mahself?"

[DeathJester ] intro* grrr

moro cast a spell one migod so he can talk to her

Demigod narrowed his eyes at Moro as some spell was activated... he looked himself over for a moment and then looked back to Moro, remembering her face just in case he had a sudden strike of bad luck...

DeathJester blinks looking back and forth

[Demigod ] "Do not 'hi' me, what are these mysterious parlor tricks that you conjure up and cast on me?" he frowns still looking around cautiously, those beautful orange eyes going around unblinking. His brown cloak, now soaked and draped over his trim frame, would drip a little as the water started to run off the material.

Alucinor soars over the gardens ... the trees and stone paths ... the fountains, ponds, and sculptures ... still holding Enaid to him as he grants her request, carrying her away to the distant hills ...

DeathJester blinks swiftly at Demigod " Uhhhh shesa vampeir....if I was you....."

moro says"so you can speak my languae"

Demigod looks to DeathJester, the guy reminded him of a person he knew by the name of Joker, he had the same shape in his jaw, interesting. He looked back to Moro, "Language, i can already speak your language perfectly.... " he frowned and looked at her, "What language is this that you speak?" by the feel of it a spell had been casts and he put two and two together and got 22, maybe it was just for the language, if it wasn't then he would surely find out and be swift and deft in his actions to counter the spell and do harm, mostly to her, he chuckled delighted at the thought.

moro says"hey jest i would keep my mouth shut if i was you"

DeathJester sneaks a sip of vodka

Enaid lays within his arms safe....head upon his shoulders unable to forget the carnage of the garden...a gentle sigh escapes sending its slight vapour to fan his neck with gentle warmth lasting but seconds....a slight movement as her head moves eyes dropping to see what he had done...opening in disbelief at what she sees

moro says"a mix between a wolf and t and vampier"

DeathJester yawns and plops back down in the grass

[Demigod ] "A 'T'?" I have never heard of such an animal, explain" he adjusted his tattered cloak and waited to be enlightened on what a t was. He would look over to Death Jester and give him a quick down nod, there was no need to be rude and he surely would introduce himself once Moro was finished explaining.

Alucinor flaps on in powerful wingbeats, as would any bird of the air, strong muscles fanning at the air to hold the pair aloft, his eyes held to the horizon, dutiful in his task. Eventually the two vanish into the clouds, two survivors fleeing from the crash.

Alucinor flaps on in powerful wingbeats, as would any bird of the air, strong muscles fanning at the air to hold the pair aloft, his eyes held to the horizon, dutiful in his task. Eventually the two vanish into the clouds, two survivors fleeing from the crash.