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Episode Tinarah: Part 11 A Time Line Changed? Torrin whistled, the sound of it echoing through the area. A guard in black plate armor showed up to open the gate. "My liege. The Queen awaits your return." The guard bowed as Torrin nodded at the man in response. Torrin motioned for Tinarah to enter first. "We should be safe here." He finally spoke once they were within the mansion grounds. Not even with the two of them did Tinarah believe they stood a chance at dealing with quite that many heartless all at once. Fleeing was the only option, even if the heartless were gaining on them as they tried to run. Tinarah was thankful for all the training and trips to the well that Stamatis had made her do. If it wasn't for that she didn't think she would have the speed or stamina to even try to keep ahead. However the further they ran the more the heartless caught up, until Torrin suddenly stopped. Tinarah hesitated for a moment as she turned back to look at him. He was buying them more time. If they caught up again, perhaps she could help next time. Torrin ordered Tinarah to keep moving, and she didn't bother to question it as she picked up her run again, following closely behind Torrin, to where ever he was taking her. She didn't have time to really look around and keep track of where they were going, just as long as they got somewhere safe where she could contact Fost and tell him she was alright then she would be happy. Soon enough they arrived at a set of gates, finally a sense of familiarity set in. "This is where I met you the first time, isn't it?" Tinarah asked slowing her pace as they entered through and a guard greeted him. Tinarah was curious about the terms used. She didn't remember there being any sort of queen in this town, not that she spent much time there in the first place. Tinarah tried not to question that part too much however, she was young at the time and didn't fully grasp what had been going on. "Is there a place I can go contact someone. I promised Uncle Fost that I would let him know I was safe when I was back in my own time.... though this doesn't seem like my own time... how long ago did you think I died?" Tinarah asked trying to sort out the time period. She hoped that she was simply 23 years into the future from when she left and she didn't do something terribly wrong. She hoped that Fost was still around to get her call. Torrin nodded at Tinarah's question. "Yeah. I was looking for something back then." He looked at her curiously, tilting his head. "You...don't seem to be the right age for how long you've been gone. And from the way you're looking at me, I don't think you remember exactly who I am anymore. That's fair since we barely knew each before to begin with. My name's Torrin." He motioned for her to continue following after him as he walked towards the mansion. Along the path that led from the gate were more guards in armor that bowed their heads as they passed. "It's been...maybe nine or ten years since you disappeared." He scratched his chin and nodded to himself finding that the approximation was correct to the best of his knowledge. "Fost? The name sounds familiar...I heard it a few years back when the keybladers were mounting their offensive. If you're thinking of using your keyblade to contact him, don't. It draws the Heartless and makes them more violent than they usually are. The only reason they aren't chasing you still is because of the magic I've placed keeping this location safe. What about contacting your brother? Chrono, right? He's...still around but it'd be better if I prep you before you can go see him. Look there's a lot you need to be caught up to speed with so it's best to save any thoughts of happy reunions for another time." "Torrin. Right, that does ring a bell." Tinarah pondered for a moment. She remembered a little bit about him, enough that she let herself relax slightly while talking to him. He did mention that she didn't seem the right age for when she disappeared and Tinarah was ever more confused. How did she manage up outside her own time line yet again? As much as Tinarah wanted to know, she kept quiet and waited until they were inside. "Ten years? But I was only gone five... and those years they were... lets say in a different time line. Again long story." She told him starting to worry more about the well being of Fost and Stamatis. 28 years had passed since she left them. Worse than that Torrin warned her not to use her keyblade to contact him. "There has to be a way. When I left I said I would contact him from my own time, if what you say is true than I am late by ten years. I need to know how he is holding up, Master Stamatis as well." She insisted. Since Torrin knew so much perhaps he knew another way of contacting them. However Torrin then mentioned why she wasn't asking about her brother and Tinarah hesitated. "I don't know if Chrono would want to see me. He was the one who tried to kill me after all." She said wincing at the though. It still hurt sometimes to think about that day on the bridge. "What do you mean prepare me to see him? Torrin what happened while I was gone?" She pressed looking very concerned as she glanced back at the dark world outside. While she wasn't there to help something clearly went very wrong, and while Tinarah's presence in the correct time line likely wouldn't change anything, she still wished that she was able to at least try. The doors of the mansion opened before them, guards allowing them to pass before shutting the heavy doors behind them. Inside the mansion was pristine and illuminated by candlelight. A beautiful crystal chandelier hung overhead and the interior smelled of freshly baked bread. Torrin sniffed the air and smiled. "Ah. The chef must have finished." He glanced over at Tinarah and, reading her expression, dropped his smile. "Time travel? Hm...that must explain it... In any case I better start explaining what happened. What you see around you is the result of the Second War of the Realms." He paused, realizing that perhaps she needed a history lesson to understand the gravity of the situation. "Long ago, before the Keyblade War, the warriors of darkness and the guardians of light clashed. Their exact reasons for going to war have been lost to time but the records that survived have stated that the warriors of darkness nearly won the war and that soon both Realms, even the Realm Between, would be flooded with darkness. The unstable nature of darkness threatened to destroy everything and so the two sides reached an agreement to end the war. Following me so far?" He paused once more until she gave him to confirmation to continue. "History repeats and the keyblade wielders went to war once again. This time the Realm of Light was lost to the darkness. There's resistance fighters here and there but the victor has already been decided." He spoke solemnly. "Many were lost. Aria, Take, Glyde..." He sighed. "Your brother, Illiana and her brother, and a few others who still wield the keyblade still live. Your brother missed you terribly but I do no recall him ever having tried to kill you. I do not believe he would ever have done such a thing." "My lord, the Queen is in the dining room. She is eager to see your guest." A guard spoke after approaching the two. "Ah yes, I hope you're ready to see a familiar face, Tinarah. Perhaps it will lighten the mood. I know such news is difficult to hear but it is not all doom and gloom." A war... this was caused by a war, and they lost. More than that they lost her friends, Aria, who had always tried to be nice to her. "And Mika? What of her?" Tinarah asked, fearing the worst as they walked in the mansion. Tinarah was too distracted with the information to notice anything with the smell of the bread or the beauty of the mansion. Last she had seen it, it was in shambles, and now it had been redone, but none of that meant anything. "Yeah well, I didn't think that he would do anything to hurt me either, but when I saw him after being taken by the Light Chaser, he claimed I was too weak and would hold him back. He threw me off a bridge after that, it was kind of where my training really started." Tinarah admitted as they stopped in the entrance hall for a moment before a guard approached them, speaking of this queen once more. Apparently it was a familiar face and Tinarah's curiosity rose. "We shouldn't keep the queen waiting then." Tinarah said trying to keep her emotions level until she fully understood things, like where her brother was and who this queen was, and if she could ever contact Fost and Stamatis is check on them. If they light lost this war... what happened to them? Torrin held off on answering about Mika when he heard a strange phrase. "Light Chaser?" He raised an eyebrow, sounding genuinely confused, and began walking towards the dining room. "You'll have to catch me up on what happened to you over dinner. When I last saw you, you were a little girl. Now...well you've certainly grown into an attractive young woman." He stated simply. As they approached the dinning room, the intricately woven carpet paving the hallways muffling their footsteps, an aroma of cinnamon, fresh-baked bread, vanilla, and fruit laced the air. Torrin grumbled. "Smells like my wife got the case of the sweet tooth again. You'll have to deal with dessert instead of dinner it seems." The entered the dining room and three plates had been laid out, one at the head of the table and one on both sides of the large oaken table. They were empty for the time being as the chef in the kitchen just further beyond must not have finished preparing everything. Torrin's yellow eyes flashed and he shook his head. "Haven't we spoken about this before? I sit at the head of the table. Queen or not, I cannot have you stealing my chair." Spoiler Mikaela flashed a playful grin and leaned back in Torrin's seat to get more comfortable. "But my King, I've found this chair to be more comfortable than my own." She blinked and cocked her head to the side as she took notice of Tinarah. "Ah so this is our guest! My my...I haven't seen you in quite some time. It's been so many years, Tinarah. I can't believe you're alive! I'm glad to see you again. What happened to you?" "Time travel it seems." Torrin walked over to the head of the table and stared at Mikaela before she conceded and stood up to allow him to take his seat back. As he got comfortable Mikaela rushed over towards Tinarah's side and hugged the girl. "I almost didn't recognize you. You've grown so much." Mikaela smiled and gave Tinarah a light squeeze. "I suppose I do have a lot to catch you up on. I will tell you the entire story, I promise." Tinarah said in earnest. There was a lot that she had been through in the last six years, and very little that Torrin knew about it. Given her time before she was taken by the Light Chaser, he might know more, she had no clue how well Torrin got to know Chrono or Choma, but everything after that would have been a mystery to them since they assumed her dead it appeared. As they stepped in the dining room there was a mention about dessert and Tinarah paused to smell the air. The last time she had dessert for a meal was... Well they were celebrating her 16th birthday. Tinarah institutionally touched her necklace that Stamatis had given her on that day. She had to stop for a moment to hold back tears as she looked around, her eyes finally laying on the person that Torrin was chastising for taking his chair. "Mika?" She asked a little unsure. It had been some time since she had seen the girl, she looked different now than when they were younger training with Choma. Mika seemed more mature, she felt older and Tinarah didn't like that. What she remembered of Mika she was young and innocent and... different in a way that Tinarah couldn't explain. That being said there was still the fact that she had also changed a lot since then. Mika came over to give her a hug, and Tinarah hugged her back as they stood there. "It is a long story, I promised Torrin I would tell you over.... dinner." She said eyeing the food. With Stamatis she always had to eat healthy, so this wasn't as much a treat as it just seemed odd. Letting Mika take her seat first, Tinarah took the free one in which she assumed was for her. Tinarah was the last to serve herself food, but eventually as they settled to eat, she took a deep breath. "Well it is a long story, but here goes nothing." She said fidgetting slightly as she got ready to tell it. Tinarah was still nervous and this conversation was making her uncomfortable, however it was one that they needed to have. "I don't really remember the start. I know that I went off to prove I could do things on my own, and helped in that one world. I was trying to fight heartless and protect a guard. I think I was knocked off the boat because next thing I knew I was back in this world which I thought had been lost to darkness. A boy was carrying me and I was with a man that called himself Light Chaser. He healed me and warmed me up, but if I remember what Master Choma was saying properly, the Light Chaser was supposed to be bad. He was nice to me however, he even healed a scar of mine. Then Aria was there and she told me she wasn't allowed to leave. I promised I would bring back help for her. Anyways Light Chaser promised to send me back to everyone and opened a portal. On the other side it was foggy and I was on a bridge. At some point Chrono found me and I tried to get him to take me back to you guys, but he called me weak and..." Tinarah paused for a moment as she sounded upset, trying to get through that... "...he picked me up and threw me over the bridge. I don't know how but I survived." At that point Tinarah seemed upset and really unsure of her words. Picking at her food a little bit she took a breather before continuing on. "A young boy found me and brought me into his house. The heartless attacked his home too and we had to run... I couldn't summon my keyblade you see. We ran, his parents bought us time. Even then the ground was breaking, I made it across a chasm.... he didn't..." She admitted trying to think happier of the next part instead of dwelling on the sad parts. "That is where I met Uncle Fost. He got me out of that world and tried to help me find Choma. When we did however Choma was... he was so young. So Fost took me to his friend, an expert in time magic and I spent the next five and a half years learning to use my keyblade again and getting strong enough to send myself home. However when I tried... well I ended up here and you know the rest. Fost and Stamatis are expecting me to contact them... or they were ten years ago. I still need to figure out how to do that. Make sure they are alright." Tinarah stated the bit at the end hoping that Mika or Torrin were willing to help in some way. Torrin hardly touched his food as he listened to Tinarah, all the while Mikaela scarfed down as much as her stomach could take while her gaze remained fixed on the girl. "That's...an interesting tale but some of it doesn't make sense to me." Torrin scratched his head and looked over at Mikaela who shrugged in response but continued to eat. "I don't remember anyone talking about a Light Chaser back then. But these masters you speak of, Fost and Stamatis, have gotten me curious. Guard! Bring me the list of the fallen." From just outside the dining room the sounds of hurried footsteps could be heard. "The list contains the names of every keyblade master who's died in battle. There were too many students for me to keep track of so I had to make due with just a list for their masters." "If they're alive, they won't be on that list. Otherwise..." He lowered his head and paused for a long moment before continuing to speak. "Well, at least you would be able to join us. We would love to have you stay." He offered. Tinarah thought about Torrins response. She looked a little puzzled too. "A master and her students went missing and they said it was this guy, the Light Chaser. I can't tell you much about it though." Tinarah tried to tell him but didn't have enough information to help much. Torrin then called for the list of the dead. Her heart squeezed. "Please don't tell me that they are in that list, please. I don't think I can deal with that again. They have to be alive." Tinarah sounded a bit panicked like she was scared of losing people. "I- I don't mind staying... But I want to know they are alright. I want to see them."
Torrin whistled, the sound of it echoing through the area. A guard in black plate armor showed up to open the gate. "My liege. The Queen awaits your return." The guard bowed as Torrin nodded at the man in response. Torrin motioned for Tinarah to enter first. "We should be safe here." He finally spoke once they were within the mansion grounds.
Torrin nodded at Tinarah's question. "Yeah. I was looking for something back then." He looked at her curiously, tilting his head. "You...don't seem to be the right age for how long you've been gone. And from the way you're looking at me, I don't think you remember exactly who I am anymore. That's fair since we barely knew each before to begin with. My name's Torrin." He motioned for her to continue following after him as he walked towards the mansion. Along the path that led from the gate were more guards in armor that bowed their heads as they passed.
"It's been...maybe nine or ten years since you disappeared." He scratched his chin and nodded to himself finding that the approximation was correct to the best of his knowledge. "Fost? The name sounds familiar...I heard it a few years back when the keybladers were mounting their offensive. If you're thinking of using your keyblade to contact him, don't. It draws the Heartless and makes them more violent than they usually are. The only reason they aren't chasing you still is because of the magic I've placed keeping this location safe. What about contacting your brother? Chrono, right? He's...still around but it'd be better if I prep you before you can go see him. Look there's a lot you need to be caught up to speed with so it's best to save any thoughts of happy reunions for another time."
The doors of the mansion opened before them, guards allowing them to pass before shutting the heavy doors behind them. Inside the mansion was pristine and illuminated by candlelight. A beautiful crystal chandelier hung overhead and the interior smelled of freshly baked bread. Torrin sniffed the air and smiled. "Ah. The chef must have finished." He glanced over at Tinarah and, reading her expression, dropped his smile. "Time travel? Hm...that must explain it... In any case I better start explaining what happened. What you see around you is the result of the Second War of the Realms." He paused, realizing that perhaps she needed a history lesson to understand the gravity of the situation. "Long ago, before the Keyblade War, the warriors of darkness and the guardians of light clashed. Their exact reasons for going to war have been lost to time but the records that survived have stated that the warriors of darkness nearly won the war and that soon both Realms, even the Realm Between, would be flooded with darkness. The unstable nature of darkness threatened to destroy everything and so the two sides reached an agreement to end the war. Following me so far?" He paused once more until she gave him to confirmation to continue. "History repeats and the keyblade wielders went to war once again. This time the Realm of Light was lost to the darkness. There's resistance fighters here and there but the victor has already been decided." He spoke solemnly. "Many were lost. Aria, Take, Glyde..." He sighed. "Your brother, Illiana and her brother, and a few others who still wield the keyblade still live. Your brother missed you terribly but I do no recall him ever having tried to kill you. I do not believe he would ever have done such a thing." "My lord, the Queen is in the dining room. She is eager to see your guest." A guard spoke after approaching the two. "Ah yes, I hope you're ready to see a familiar face, Tinarah. Perhaps it will lighten the mood. I know such news is difficult to hear but it is not all doom and gloom."
Torrin held off on answering about Mika when he heard a strange phrase. "Light Chaser?" He raised an eyebrow, sounding genuinely confused, and began walking towards the dining room. "You'll have to catch me up on what happened to you over dinner. When I last saw you, you were a little girl. Now...well you've certainly grown into an attractive young woman." He stated simply. As they approached the dinning room, the intricately woven carpet paving the hallways muffling their footsteps, an aroma of cinnamon, fresh-baked bread, vanilla, and fruit laced the air. Torrin grumbled. "Smells like my wife got the case of the sweet tooth again. You'll have to deal with dessert instead of dinner it seems." The entered the dining room and three plates had been laid out, one at the head of the table and one on both sides of the large oaken table. They were empty for the time being as the chef in the kitchen just further beyond must not have finished preparing everything. Torrin's yellow eyes flashed and he shook his head. "Haven't we spoken about this before? I sit at the head of the table. Queen or not, I cannot have you stealing my chair."
Mikaela flashed a playful grin and leaned back in Torrin's seat to get more comfortable. "But my King, I've found this chair to be more comfortable than my own." She blinked and cocked her head to the side as she took notice of Tinarah. "Ah so this is our guest! My my...I haven't seen you in quite some time. It's been so many years, Tinarah. I can't believe you're alive! I'm glad to see you again. What happened to you?" "Time travel it seems." Torrin walked over to the head of the table and stared at Mikaela before she conceded and stood up to allow him to take his seat back. As he got comfortable Mikaela rushed over towards Tinarah's side and hugged the girl. "I almost didn't recognize you. You've grown so much." Mikaela smiled and gave Tinarah a light squeeze.
Torrin hardly touched his food as he listened to Tinarah, all the while Mikaela scarfed down as much as her stomach could take while her gaze remained fixed on the girl. "That's...an interesting tale but some of it doesn't make sense to me." Torrin scratched his head and looked over at Mikaela who shrugged in response but continued to eat. "I don't remember anyone talking about a Light Chaser back then. But these masters you speak of, Fost and Stamatis, have gotten me curious. Guard! Bring me the list of the fallen." From just outside the dining room the sounds of hurried footsteps could be heard. "The list contains the names of every keyblade master who's died in battle. There were too many students for me to keep track of so I had to make due with just a list for their masters." "If they're alive, they won't be on that list. Otherwise..." He lowered his head and paused for a long moment before continuing to speak. "Well, at least you would be able to join us. We would love to have you stay." He offered.
The conversation with Yukyo was short lived. More of a greeting before he was taking off to do his own thing once more. Thea was left sitting on the window sill staring outside for a moment as Yukyo went back in. She supposed that she herself needed to take a look at the job board as well and see what she could do that. With a bit of a sigh, Thea stood up and turned back inside to everyone talking, just in time to see Yukyo jump on Sam and Everette's heads. She giggled a little bit at that, of course he couldn't miss his chance to do something like that. Walking through the hall she made her way back to the board and glanced at it. The one with the most jewels caught her attention and she ripped it down to get a closer look at it. A Price Unpaid.. but she needed at least two other people to go with her. Thea thought about who to ask, before shrugging. "Hey everyone! Who wants to go on this mission with me?" She called out as loud as she could as she waved the paper in the air waiting to see who would come rushing to her aid... or rather, who wouldn't. She was the adorable child of the guild she was sure lots of people would love to come with her. Him, Conrad, and Sam, it was sure to make a good team for this mission. However before he said much more Yukyo jumped on his head and Everette scowled. "Hey!" But before he could say much more the man was gone. Turning back to his team "Whatever is going on it must be more than a normal virus, meaning it likely won't spread like a normal one either. We will just be careful, and if either of you start feeling sick, we won't continue, I won't let you risk your lives." Everette scolded a bit, especially to Sam. Samuel had been his best friend since he arrived at the guild, he didn't want to lose him. Thea then started to yell out and Everette tensed. He was worried about how she was going around picking out a team and kept an eye in her direction. If some good members of the guild didn't join her soon, he might just have to leave Sam and Conrads group to make sure Thea was okay. After all she was a point of concern for the guild so he wanted to make sure that she was safe.
Everette chucked watching how Sam sat over his food, protecting it. "I think you are safe, I doubt Yukyo would try the same thing twice... And if he does, well he will have me to deal with." Everette assured Samuel. It wasn't like Everette would do much besides perhaps scolding Yukyo, maybe placing him in a maze of mirrors to keep him distracted for a while. The worst part about that plan was that Yukyo wouldn't be distracted trying to escape, he would be admiring himself in those mirrors. The thought entertained Everette a fair amount, as he tried to hide the smile from his face when Conrad walked up to them. Looking over at the other boy who sat at the table, he seemed to be talking to Samuel about a job. Everette's eyes darted down to the plate of food in front of Sam, then back to his face, a silent command that he better still eat. It wasn't that Conrad was trying to discourage Samuel from eating, but he knew how distracted Samuel could get. Everette leaned over and glanced at the mission details before shrugging. "Looks interesting. Perhaps I will tag along... If you don't mind of course. Not much in the way of S-class missions right now." Everette commented. He didn't want anyone to feel like they had to take him along, but he wouldn't mind going on a mission.
Episode Tinarah: Part 10 Back To The Future Tinarah had grown in power by then. Enough to the point where Stamatis was confident she would be able to leave this time and return to her own. He had called for Fost to return and, true to his word, the master returned. By that point Stamatis had already begun to further train Tinarah in the ways of magic and from time to time Fost would infrequently drop by. Though his visits were always brief he always came to visit. Tinarah's training now consisted of visiting other worlds with Stamatis to clear worlds of minor Heartless threats and there were times where he would allow the girl to work on her own. She had proven herself more than capable of standing on her own. And despite the pride he felt in the growth of his student, Stamatis knew it was time to let her return to her own place in history. What would be years for him to see her again could be mere moments for her. "It has been a pleasure teaching you, Tinarah." Stamatis said once they three were finally standing in the entrance hall. "How many years has it been since you first came to me, a scared child barely able to wield a blade?" He smiled. "You have grown much since then. I am truly sorry I could not have returned you home sooner but I feel the time spent with you was an experience I would not want to forget." It was getting to the end of her time there, Tinarah knew that. She was going to other worlds now and she was getting noticeably stronger, her magic improving along with her confidence. However with every stride forward it meant a stride closer to having to leave. Tinarah hated the thought. While she might not have been as bad as when she arrived, her issues with being left still stood somewhere deep in her soul. Now as they waited for Fost to arrive Tinarah started second guessing leaving now. Fost arrived, but instead of the joyous hug and conversation that normally came with his arrival, she stood in tense silence trying to think of what to say. Looking up at Stamatis, he started the conversation first, probably for the best. Even as he spoke her lips trembled, trying to keep back the tears. "Don't apologize. It... I... I am sorry for how I acted those first years. You have been a great teacher and like a father to me. You where what I needed when I needed it, thank you... I... I almost don't even what to return, though I know it is where I belong." Gripping onto her necklace she let the tears roll down her cheeks freely. "Thank you both. I promise to come back and see you both on the other side. And maybe... Maybe I will come see you Uncle Fost and we can have enough time to spar this time, and I will play my violin for you... hopefully my mothers if it still survived." She assured him. "You just have one last thing you both promised me. I need to know how to find you again." Stamatis placed his hand on Tinarah's shoulder and smiled at the girl. "It will be alright." He spoke with confidence to cheer her up. "Wherever you may go, we will be in your heart and you will be in ours." He added softly. "As cheesy as that might sound...yeah, kid. He's right. Our bonds are stronger than time or distance." Fost nodded. "It would be nice to see you again. Just go easy on me. I'll be nearly twenty years older than I am now. Not in my prime to be sure. Stamatis though? His kind just doesn't seem to age much." "Back on topic, I believe it's time I show you how to get back in contact with us." It took several minutes but Stamatis taught Tinarah a spell that would allow her to contact any keyblade wielder so long as she had their name. Essentially all she had to do was place her keyblade in the ground, close her eyes, and call the name of the wielder she wished to speak to. If they knew the spell as well, they would be able to respond. "That's it then." Fost spoke once Tinarah had been taught. "Are you ready, kid?" At first Tinarah didn't know how to respond. Part of her wanted to make a joke of how cheesy it sounded but her mouth wouldn't let her speak the words, not when her heart felt like it was breaking. There was no light hearted humor left for the moment, instead the weight of what was to come weighed heavy on her shoulders. She knew that she should be happy, looking forward to returning to her own time, however it was difficult. What she told Fost on the day he left her with Stamatis, about having no family waiting for her, that had not changed. She was returning, but she didn't know what she would find upon returning. She didn't know what to make of the situation that she had left. "Are you telling me you plan to retire in the next twenty years. You aren't that old." It was the closest thing Tinarah could get to a light hearted humor as she looked back to Stamatis as he was ready to teach her what she had wanted to know. Tinarah tried to keep calm and collected long enough to properly learn the spell, practicing it a few times with Stamatis. When she returned to her own time she couldn't double check how to do the spell, she needed to get it right now. When she finally got it to the full extent Fost spoke up again asking if she was ready. "In all honesty, no. I am scared of what I am to face back in my own time. But... You both have done enough for me already. I suppose it is time for me to return isn't it?" Tinarah stepped forward to give Fost one last hug, he always gave the best hugs. "I will contact you the moment I am back in my own time, let you know that I am alright and it worked. I promise." "We will be waiting for you. Do not worry. Be strong, Tinarah." Once more Stamatis reassured Tinarah. "Whatever is waiting for you on the other side will be something you can handle." Fost loosened his hold on Tinarah to let her go after one last hug, making sure to make this one last just a little longer than any other he had given her. "You'll be fine. And if you need any backup, we'll be there." The man took a deep breath and stepped away from Tinarah. He looked over towards the fellow master and they each nodded solemnly towards one another. "We will be seeing you soon, Tinarah. I promise you." Stamatis's tone changed to a quieter one. "Just take the charm you have and concentrate on it. All you must do is pour your magical energy into it and you will be in your present, our future, before you know it." "I will try." She promised. She was stronger now returning to her own time. For a moment she looked down at her brothers keyblade, studying it for a moment. "I wonder what you will think when I return. I guess it is time to see if I have become strong enough to be worth while..." Tinarah whispered honestly not knowing what she would do if she was rejected by her brother. Perhaps Stamatis or Fost would take her in if she wasn't able to help on the quest her brother was on when she left. Either way it was time to go. Tinarah let go of Fost and walked over to Stamatis giving him a kiss on the cheek. "I expect you to be practicing after I leave. It would be a shame if you couldn't keep up with me in 18 years." She smiled slightly. "And take care of the violin. I can't take it with me this time, but it is a nice instrument, and it means a lot to me. It would be a shame if it went to waste." She finally said before holding tight to her necklace. With one last half smile, though tears still ran down her face, she did as she was instructed, pouring her own magic into the amulet, feeling the warmth flow through her into the small object in her hand, letting it take her back to her own time. Tinarah found herself in the middle of a ruined town. It was dark and difficult to see more than a few meters. The only reason there was any light at all was the fact that the moon, casting a dim reddish glow, was out in the clear night sky. It might not have been obvious at first but if Tinarah looked she would have found no stars in the sky, just a black endless void. No building around her remained intact. In the distance pairs of yellow eyes stared at her. They began to close in on Tinarah. Beyond, even deeper into the darkness that filled the world, a larger set of yellow eyes emerged and glared down at the girl. The sound of a building crumbling could be heard in its direction as its footsteps caused small earthquakes as it headed in her direction. More and more Heartless began to appear until there were hundreds of glowing eyes coming her way. "What are you doing out there!? Get over here!" A male in his 30's with silver hair that shone in the dim light showed up behind Tinarah. His voice was familiar to Tinarah but darker in tone. He ran over towards her side, a black uniform clearly visible now. His features had changed and his eyes had changed into a yellow similar to that of the Heartless but everything about him would have been a dead give away for someone she had not seen in a long time. Spoiler "Wait..." His eyes narrowed at the girl. "Tinarah!? What the hell are you doing here? I thought you died years ago!" Torrin's eyes flashed in surprise but there was no time to chat. "Damn, there's too many of them. Follow me!" As the warmth washed over her and faded, Tinarah opened her eyes to see where she was now. She didn't know where traveling into the future might bring her. She had left from a sleeping world help by the Light Chaser. Before that they had been in a world that she was hardly familiar with. What happened when she traveled back to her time? Opening her eyes she half expected to be in Stamatis's castle. Instead she found herself in a dark place. She looked around trying to assess where she was, all she managed to figure out was that she was outside, in a crumbling area. As she scanned the area trying to figure out where she was and if she should call Fost or Stamatis yet, a pair of yellow eyes stared at her, ones that she was used to by now. Instinctively she summoned her keyblade and prepared to fight as an entire horde of them appeared before her. The number kept growing as the ground shook with their steps. "I am not ready for this." She mumbled to herself seeing no other option but to face it anyways. Before she had to however Tinarah heard a voice and turned to face it's direction, keeping in mind the heartless coming her way. "I... Um." How did she explain she traveled from the past trying to get to her own time and ended up here? As the man got closer there was a vague recognition of him. It took Tinarah a moment to figure out why however. "Y-your that guy that we found in that mansion weren't you?" Tinarah asked a little confused. She honestly didn't remember his name, it had been too long, and they only knew each other briefly, in which her brother was never fond of him. He mentioned something about her not being dead and it set in that she wan't the only one who aged. "It is a long story. I will explain when we are safe." She urged as she turned in the direction he was looking when he asked her to follow. There was certainly going to be a lot to figure out and share, given she was gone for around five years now. If she had gone to five years into the future from where she left, where she would belong given her age, then it was going to be difficult to explain. The Heartless began to swarm them, Shadows clumping together into massive waves that tore through the ruined buildings behind them. As Torrin picked up his pace he looked over his shoulder to see the Heartless closing in on them. He made a sudden stop, letting Tinarah get in front of him before turning around so that he was between her and the droves of Heartless that were nearly upon them. "This'll slow them down." He slammed his fist into the ground and a great wall of purple flame erupted from the cracks in the earth, rising up at least a hundred feet into the sky cutting the Heartless off completely. The explosive force of the spell destroyed several Demon Tides and caused the remains of a barely standing building to crumble into rubble. Waves of hot air rushed by him and Tinarah. "Keep moving. It isn't too far now." He ordered, turning back around to take the lead once more. As he led Tinarah through torn up pathways she might have noticed some familiarity in the area. The reached a winding lone road that looked to be in better condition than the rest of the area. A minute later they could see light up ahead. Tall grass walls that surrounded a large estate and a gated entrance were what they found at the path's end. Beyond was a mansion, the only source of light in the area. Eventide's mansion.
Glen claimed two in the post above, I just hadn't gotten on my computer to edit it yet, sorry.
Welcome to the January KHV Chorus! This month we will be singing Be Prepared from the Lion King. For those of you who are unfamiliar how KHVC works, all you need to do is select one of the numbers listed below, and sing all lines with that number. When you are done recording a version without the instrumental background you can send it to me, and I will do the rest. I request that you sing to the instrumental instead of the original, as sometimes instrumentals timing is a bit off. You will have until January 14th to claim your lines and until January 21st to get them in! Happy singing! Original | Karaoke Spoiler: Lines [I never thought hyenas essential They're crude and unspeakably plain But maybe they've a glimmer of potential If allied to my vision and brain]- 1 [I know that your powers of retention Are as wet as a warthog's backside But thick as you are, pay attention My words are a matter of pride] -2 [It's clear from your vacant expressions The lights are not all on upstairs But we're talking kings and successions Even you can't be caught unawares]-3 [So prepare for a chance of a lifetime Be prepared for sensational news A shining new era Is tiptoeing nearer]-4 [And where do we feature?] -5 [Just listen to teacher I know it sounds sordid But you'll be rewarded When at last I am given my dues]-6 [And injustice deliciously squared Be prepared!]- everyone [Yeah, be prepared! We'll be prepared! ...for what?]-5 [For the death of the king!]-1 [Why? Is he sick?]-5 [No, fool, we're going to kill him. And Simba too!] -2 [Great idea! Who needs a king!]- 5 [No king, no king, la la la la la la!] - 5,6 [Idiots! There will be a king!]- 3 [Hey, but you said...]- 4 [I will be king! Stick with me, and you'll never go hungry again!]-5 [Long live the king!]-5,6 [It's great that we'll soon be connected With a king who'll be all-time adored]-5 [Of course, quid pro quo, you're expected To take certain duties on board]-1 [The future is littered with prizes And though I'm the main addressee The point that I must emphasize is You won't get a sniff without me!] -2 [So prepare for the coup of the century Be prepared for the murkiest scam Meticulous planning Tenacity spanning]-3 [Decades of denial Is simply why I'll Be king undisputed Respected, saluted]-4 [And seen for the wonder I am Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared Be prepared!]-6 [Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared Be prepared!]-everyone Parts: 1- Maka 2- Glen 3- Marushi 4- Mish 5- Aelin 6- zelda
Kiara did her best to stand tall as Finley towered over her. She felt small and uncomfortable, but tried to keep that off her face as she scowled back at Finley. "Just watch me." She retorted as he told her that she couldn't go challenging people in the middle of a battle plan. Kiara crossed her arms and shifted her weight looking up at Finley. "I didn't challenge you to a duel to delay things, simply to get the point across, now lets go." She finished. Finley had decided that if they were going to do this anyone who wanted to should just follow him, and Kiara was okay with that. As she went to follow out the door Melus spoke up questioning how they would deal with stealth, calling her out for not being stealthy. Kiara shrugged as she turned back for a moment. "As long as you hit faster and harder than them, you should be fine. Just stay back and I will handle that part." She insisted before turning and following after Finley mentally preparing herself for what they would likely face ahead.
Everette rolled his eyes as at Sam as he complained about Yukyo stealing his breakfast. For one of the most meticulous organized guild members, Samuel was certainly weird sometimes. It got a bit of a chuckle from Everette either way, and at least it was now an excuse to get Sam out of the medical room and actually socializing. Plus he even admitted to not eating properly. Everette huffed a sigh. "You really need to take better care of yourself if you are going to be taking care of others. Can't have you passing out when doing a healing because you didn't eat enough." The boy pointed out as he lead them into the mess hall. The mess hall was filled with most of the members, many sitting around chatting over food, some looking at the job board. Everette glanced up to the second floor where S-class missions were usually posted, though there were none to be had that day. "I don't know, maybe I will just have to stick around and bug you today with whatever you decide to do. Or maybe I will do a simple mission just for the fun of it. We will have to see. I don't want to take the well paying jobs from the members who could use the extra money to pay rent this month." Being S-class came with perks, he often got paid a lot for his quests, so had some extra money sitting around when he needed it, he could afford to skip out on missions now and then. Giving a quick wave to Midarah as he passed, Everette moved to filling his second plate with breakfast and grabbing a coffee. He then found a seat at an empty table, hoping Sam would join him. It would be good for him to sit out here every once and a while. While Everette understand it was noisy and distracting, sometimes good conversations came out of being available for people. On top of that between Sam and himself they had been a part of the guild for a lot longer than most, meaning they should also be there for anyone with questions when Midarah got busy. After all he couldn't expect their guild master to do everything herself. Finishing her lesson with Lakoda, the girl suggested they went to get breakfast. While it was a good idea, Thea barely started for the breakfast when she noticed that a cat-man ran through the guild hall and out the window. Thea knew who it was but she still giggled curious of what he was up to. Instead of going for breakfast she chased him to the window just in time for a bird to come in. "Don't be mean Yukyo, you will scare the birds!" Thea called out to him, assuming Yukyo just scared the bird so much it flew inside. Meanwhile Midarah was mentioning something about a new job posting. While Thea knew that she should look into taking a job so she could afford to buy a new dress, she was more curious about what Yukyo was doing. Sitting on the window sill herself she looked out a Yukyo. "So what are you doing today?" She asked him eyeing his cat ears, trying to resist the urge to reach out and touch them.
Apparently there was no more talking to be had. Nala didn't seem interested in bringing Aislinn back to help her talk to Simba. Meanwhile AJ thought it was better to outright ask why. Aislinn didn't want to write off the idea, but she was planning to talk to Simba with as little people around as possible. The conversation might lead there, but she didn't want to force it there if that was not where it was going. They just needed to talk, simply talk, that was it and maybe they would be able to get somewhere. However if everyone cornered Simba that also might not help. Unfortunately, in some ways, that did not happen since after a short discussion they all started to head to find Simba. Aislinn didn't think a group confrontation was going to go over well, but she would still need to try. As they got further out however Aislinn spotted someone else with Simba. "Who is that?" She whispered to the others before the sky turned a strange colour. Looking up she noticed a face forming in the clouds talking to Simba it seemed. Simba went chasing the cloud but as it disappeared he sat there staring. "I am going to try and talk to him, maybe it is best we don't crowd him though." Stepping forward Aislinn slowly approached Simba, praying he wouldn't turn around and eat her. "Hey... can we talk, I am a friend of Nala..." It was worth a try to talk Aislinn supposed.
Mora gave Cerdic back his keyblade and he shrugged. "Are you sure? I don't mind." He offered more wanting to keep the girl safe than anything else, but she seemed confident in their ability to protect her, more confident than he was at least. Either way there was no use arguing with the girl, even as she decided it was a great idea to run ahead on her own. Cerdic shook his head but allowed her to move forward since there was clearly no stopping this girl like he would have liked to. It wasn't that he didn't trust her, it was more that he didn't trust Ria, even if they hadn't seen them since entering this area that seemed to be safe so far. Mora soon returned with news of what she had found. That was followed by Daeni responding. Cerdic rolled his eyes at her, "You are the one crying. I don't think you are going to do much to keep me in line. Just stay back and stay safe if you follow us. As annoying as you can be, I would hate to see you die." Cerdic ruffled Daeni's hair before turning to Mora, taking a deep breath. "I guess there is no more running, we discussed this before and we need to go through with the decision that was made. Lets go and deal with this once and for all." Cerdic responded.
"I am pretty sure you are busy for the sake of being busy, not because you have to be." Everette pointed out to the other boy. "You could put some of the energy towards, you know." Everette left it there, there was no use pushing it further. Everette leaned back and listened to the rest of what Samuel had to say about what he was doing. Everette shrugged. "If something went majorly wrong, you aren't the only one able to help. But I can see your point, we need to be able to deal with such things quickly before the magic council..." Trailing off, Everette couldn't finish his thought, he didn't want to think what the magic council might do if they couldn't control Thea properly, the poor child had already been through enough. The conversation proceeded forward to one on what he was going to do, Everette rubbed the back of his neck. "I don't actually- Yukyo!" As he tried to respond a small cat jumped on the table stealing Samuel's food. "I swear you are more cat than human." He mumbled before turning back to Sam. "As I was saying I don't know yet... maybe I will tag along on one of the normal missions. We will see." He then turned back to the door. He was annoyed that Yukyo took Sam's food when it could be a challenge to get Sam to leave his work long enough to get food as it was. "Shall we go help ourselves to seconds before someone eats it all?" Everette asked Sam, hoping the boy would come along and be bothered to eat. Thea beamed when Lakoda agreed to teach her how to play a song. She watched closely as the girl played, placing her small hands about where she thought Lakoda's were, but higher up on the keyboard. It took Lakoda moving her hand in position for her before Thea managed to get it right. She first started placing her hands at F, before moving to E before moving to B, then Lakoda picked her up and moved it to C. Finally Thea was able to try following, using her pointer fingers to hit the notes one at a time. She eventually got down the right notes, but she frowned as she did. "It sounds right, but why isn't it as pretty as when you play? Am I doing something wrong? I want to be able to play as pretty as you!" Thea argued a bit seeming upset at herself for not being able to do it properly.
Well we will just have to see won't we?
So you got to kill me, happy now Makaze?
Two years Thea had been living at the guild hall, after an accident left her an orphan, with the magic counsel breathing down her neck. Now, you would never had been able to tell the tragedy Thea had been through, the or the fire that burned under her skin uncontrollably. Thea was young to be part of a mages guild, at the age of twelve she was already more powerful than some adults, but the power came with a price. Thea had magic since the day she was born, but the magic was as much of a curse as it was a blessing. It was a living thing under her skin that would often hurt her, or others around her when she was upset, it was what landed her a spot in the guild. The magic counsel didn't know how to take care of a child, so passing her off seemed like the next best option. Now, Thea, while still prone to fits, and hurting herself or others had come a long ways. She was cheerful as ever as she emerged from her bedroom, dressed in a floor length white dress, that was once rather pretty and formal looking, now simply tattered due to wear. Unlike back home she wasn't nearly as spoiled at the guild when it came to expensive clothing and dresses, simply for the sake that they couldn't afford such things in the same way. Her family had been rich, her father often buying his daughter nice clothes, now Thea took whatever she could get and would not let go of it, even as it stopped being as pretty as it once was. As Thea made her way into the main hall, she could hear music filling the room. Thea didn't even have to look before knowing where that was coming from. Ignoring the fact that breakfast was being served, Thea ran over towards the piano where Lakoda played and Conrad listened. She instantly started to dance along with the music, letting her long blonde hair swirl around her as her bare feet glided over the floor. a bright smile on her face. Eventually she stopped a few seconds after the music itself had stopped. Thea ran up and tried to push herself into a place on the bench beside Lakoda. "Lakoda! Teach me how to do that! Please, please! Pretty please!" Thea being unusually short for her age, couldn't even reach the pedals of the piano, but still wanted to learn. She sat there looking up earnestly at the older girl next to her, hoping this time she would actually say yes. It was just another morning at the Divine Rose. The halls were filled with music from Lakoda's playing, Thea was doing who knows what, most of the members were eating breakfast under the watchful eye of Midarah, everything was how it should be. Everette was no different as he grabbed himself a plate of eggs and toast, making his way over to where he had hoped to find Samuel. Samuel was not there however, and if he wasn't there, Everette had a feeling he knew where the boy was. Food in one hand, Everette made his way out of the main room towards the healers rooms. "You know, too much work and no play makes for a boring day." Everette leaned against the doorway, staring into the healers room, where Samuel sat at his desk eating. "I believe you taught me that one, one of the days I was too busy trying to get my schooling done to play with you. Not everyone is quite as smart as you, you know." Everette thought back to their time as boys, Samuel had been a big help adjusting to everything after arriving here without any memories. "If you are going to work all the time you could put that effort into the S-class trials, you would pass in a heart beat." Everette continued as he welcomed himself into the room, grabbing a free chair and rolling it up beside Samuel so he could eat properly. With face half stuffed with toast he looked over, speaking with his mouth full. "So, whad are ye workin' on any-" He swallowed. "on anyways?" He asked curious what had Samuel tied up already this early in the day when he didn't even have any patients.
Kiara listened to the two men speak, the insults were getting a little annoying, nothing Kiara couldn't handle, but annoying none the less. She wasn't too fond of being called a frail child, but had to do her best to control her temper. There was heat tingling her finger tips, but she managed to keep it under control and move on from that part. There was matters more important to deal with than being called a child. She could prove that she was better than that on her own without too much issue, the issue was, however, what Fin saw. "I say we go now, don't wait around. If Nequa is weak we should get her now. Besides I have a few scores to settle there. I would rather settle them now before they decide to come to me and cause more problems." Kiara gave Arctus a pointed glare at that statement as she crossed her arms and shifted her weight, looking back at Finlay. "Unless you still think that we are too weak, in which case, I challenge you to a duel." Kiara uncrossed her arms and grabbed for her whip, preparing for a battle just in case.