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Post by Delta on Sept 21, 2004 1:20:15 GMT -5
Yama stood over the mare and glared down at her with his blood red eyes. "You will be my mage." He ordered. "I am the God of Death. I think you know what I could do to you if you refused."
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Post by Silver Shadow on Sept 21, 2004 9:07:48 GMT -5
((lol. Sylphy just wanted to help poor Wysteria.))
The sylph watched on with silver worried eyes at the tops of the trees. He wanted to help the mare more, but he didn't know how, and he was fearful of the dark god that wanted her for a mage. The other elementals had already fled; they had no concern for mare. And anyway, without some sort of elemental of higher rank to guild them, there wasn't really much they could do. Their master's concern was their concern.
The pale gold waved his arms frantically for a good while until he realised that it wasn't really helping much. With an irritated toss of the head, the hid deeper into the trees shadow, ocassionally glancing down at the scene below.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Sept 21, 2004 18:13:42 GMT -5
Wysteria could not taker her green eyes from the immortal standing before her, her lip quivering just as much as her body was shaking. I-I-I don't want this....I don't want any of this..?! How did it get to this point...?!
Her eyes clenched shut in fear as more saline tears brimmed over her lids, a sob escaping her throat. Wysteria had dealt with the Dark Rainbow, not persay in battle, but on the sidelines. This was an entirely new situation to her, one she never would have ever imagined possible to her. The 'it couldn't happen to me' attitude. The artist could not run from it any more. It was happening. Not to just any pony, but her.
I don't have a choice....! If I try to run anymore....he'll kill me! Despite Wysteria's earlier words to Yama to leave her wallowing in the mud till death, the purple mare was quick to determine that she was too much a coward to die. Death frightened her, Yama frightened her.
Head hanging low, she whimpered, "Anything...just don't hurt me!"
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Post by Delta on Sept 22, 2004 2:02:44 GMT -5
Yama stepped back and stared at her darkly. "I will give you a choice." He said in his heavy voice. "We practise magery first or we see the purple stallion first." He had given her a choice for the sole reason that she would probably be more willing to practice magery if she saw Silver Shadow.
"What do you want?" He asked, though his tone showed he really couldn't care less.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Sept 22, 2004 15:44:17 GMT -5
A sudden mix of surprise and anxiety mixed inside the artist. Never had the thought crossed her mind that the god would even think to show her Silver Shadow, that he was just saying it as a rouse. But now being able to actually see him, to actually be close to him after a whole year?
Once again millions of questions plagued her mind. Was the unicorn well? How was his past year spent? Was all of it spent in the land Fewa? Where was Fewa and how could Wysteria follow him to it? Or even if he remembered her at all?
Am I really prepared to see him, or even confront him? And with all this...? A pain churned in the bottom of her stomach, a reminder of her position. Certainly there was also a catch, wasn't that how these things always went? However, Wysteria could not fathom what more of a catch there would be than to serve the god. It was also likely that if she did not ask to see Silver Shadow than, that Yama may never show her at all.
"S-S-Silver Shadow," she murmured out a reply, shivering as the cold air sent chills on her wet coat.
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Post by Delta on Sept 23, 2004 4:27:29 GMT -5
Yama glared at her before nodding. "Whatever." he stared up at the sky as he harnessed the power of the elements. A freezing rain fell and washed the mud away and then a wind picked up and blew her dry. Normal wind and rain would not have been able to do so, but matched with the power of a dark god, it could do such a thing.
Yama was ready to go. He led the once again purple mare out of the forest and towards the curiosity shop.
(cont. curiosity shop)
(btw, I know the wind and rain thing was fake, but he's a dark god and can make the wind and rain stronger than usual. And I'm not patient enough to make her take a real shower)
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Sept 23, 2004 15:10:36 GMT -5
(con after Yama)
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Post by Silver Shadow on Sept 24, 2004 10:33:58 GMT -5
The sylph, picking up the sense on where they were going, leaped up in excitement, all worry forgotten, and disappeared with a whisp...
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Sept 24, 2004 19:16:52 GMT -5
(con. from CCC)
Coon had promptly returned to her tent aside Rainbow River. There, she had found her campsite much in disarray, aside thoroughly wet as she'd expected it to be. Finding her camping bag in the fallen tent, and the flashlight inside, revealed the mess that Outer Edges appeared to be in.
Aside her campsite being a mess, the brush ahead and low branches were snapped, caused obviously by something running through. The thief was alarmed at finding this, it could've meant a number of things, but her mind would not leave the thought of it being from other thieves or the law enforcers. Swallowing hard, Coon also retrieved the dagger received by the ghosty, and followed the path.
What seemed like thirty minutes of walking and navigating between obstacles, Coon Skin happened upon the scene of the earlier battle. Noticing it empty, the gray mare flashed the light across the scene, noticing the mud hole first. Seeing the texture of the surface, she knew it was from the rain, and the indents shaped inside were from some form of struggle. But the thing that meant the most to the thief was the sight of the thick blackish red sludge on the ground and in the mud.
First thought had been wild animal killing prey...but there wasn't a blood trail nor a body. Murder...or a fight. Golden eyes narrowed, Coon squatted to look at the blood. What she'd seen baffled her greatly. In some patches of the red, it seemed as if fresh grass blades were sprouting barely from the surface. However, in other areas of the darkened blood, there seemed only dead plant life.
"What in Hasbro...," she murmured quietly to herself. Something was obviously not right here. Blood did not make life or death of plants, obviously. Her thoughts drifted back to the Cafe. "Princess was concerned...so were the other adults. And a scare happened at the beach."
She wondered what that could have meant, and thanked the rainbow for ultimately not bringing Stokely to the beach earlier after all. The masculine mare wasn't entirely positive that this strange event of nature had anything to do with Kailani, the others, and the beach, but the nagging feeling inside her told her that it was more than likely.
Standing, Coon Skin knew that she had to report this. Last summer she would not have felt obligated to report this to anyone, but something important to her was in Ponyville now. If anything should happen to Stokely, well, Coon didn't know if she could survive losing the love of her life the second time over. The thief turned around and backtracked, she would tell Kailani immediately.
(con. at Nursery)
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