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Post by Zuura on May 13, 2015 21:16:08 GMT
Zuura felt like the last few months had been a complete rewind of fifteen or so years. He'd already taught how to use Shadow magic to the best of ones abilities, and yet teaching it to Akvan now felt as though the man knew nothing about that kind of magic. It didn't make Zuura angry or anything, since he understood where Akvan's issues came from, but it was funny to think about. And just as amusing to see Akvan make now improvements over such a long period of time. Now Zuura waited for another day of training. Akvan put off a lot of these days, now having his time spent by Chester's side rather than focusing on his magic. And so it gave time for the Clan leader to think of a really good method of teaching. He couldn't give Akvan the same lessons of the past, since it was clear now that was going nowhere. So Zuura would have to tread into new territories, one he himself hadn't used in a long time.
Zuura sat on the top of his leader's hut, cross-legged with a book in his lap. It was one of the really old books that Zuura had taken long ago, it probably dated back to the times when only Angels and Demon's existed. Which made it really hard to read, not that Zuura ever looked at the words of a book. No, he studied books by their pictures instead, and managed to gather some new information from this book. Humming happily, Zuura smiled as he heard footsteps coming nearby, he'd asked everyone else to remain away from the housing area, just in case things got a little crazy today. Which Zuura by instinct thought they just might. He closed the book, spinning around on his backside to look down to Akvan. "Heya! Welcome to Zuura's training club!" Zuura announced, before hopping down from the hut.
Zuura held a two fingers up. "Now Akky, we have two new things to go over today. Hopefully both of them combined will help that stubborn mr. magic of yours to work again." Zuura stated, lowering one finger. "The first new thing is something I found in this book. Did you know the earliest forms of magic came from chanting? Angels would pray to the Sunny lady for power, and in return could summon magic. For a while everyone assumed magic could only be used by casting spells, or saying certain words to summon forth big balls of light and other magic-y stuff." Zuura told, showing off his usually hidden intelligence. "After a looooong time of spell casting, people began to just use magic without casting it. Kinda lazy, but it seemed to have the same effect."
Zuura began pacing a little. "According to what your mummy told you, your magic won't work so long as you don't use it right. Well that doesn't sound like any magic I know. Magic is what you magic, and it is a physical expression of your emotions. You control it, not the other way around. I think your magic is just being stubborn Akky. And so maybe if you command it to work how you want, kinda like training a doggie to sit or do tricks, then perhaps it might behave some more."
Zuura stopped, looking proud of himself for coming to a conclusion that seemed to make sense, and could very well pay off. Zuura cleared his through, "Oh and the other thing." Zuura flicked his hand, lifting up black feathers that usually littered the floor around his hut, leaving them to float like daggers pointing towards Akvan. "We've been going too soft in training. I think a bit of actual danger might just force your magic to behave as well." Zuura finished, smiling sweetly before sending the cloud of magic infused feathers to try and stab his best friend.
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Post by Flood/Akvan on May 13, 2015 21:42:06 GMT
Back to training, the one thing that wasn't going right in Akvan's life right now. Emotionally, he'd never felt this alive and ready for anything. Being able to call Chester his fiancée, and soon to be more, was something Akvan of the past could only dream of. But now it was real, and Akvan wanted to fight to keep it that way. He needed to be strong again, to be able to have the confidence to protect those he wanted to protect. Rather than just saying he could, Akvan wanted to reassure himself that he could, and not kill himself in the process. Improving with Zuura wasn't getting any better, even with encouragement from Chester and his sisters after each time, it brought Akvan to fear that he might never be up the standards that Flood could so easily achieve. But Akvan wouldn't give up on himself, not whilst everyone else was rooting for him. Akvan sighed, walking through the amazingly quiet clan to find Zuura. If he wanted the clan this empty, then clearly today's plans would be intense. Finding his friend sitting on his hut, Akvan stood silently and patiently to listen in. Zuura had been doing some homework, typical that Zuura could put his heart out into reading some ancient book but he couldn't spend one second looking at reports or write one important document when Akvan asked for it. Still, he appreciated Zuura's determination to work hard just for the Sun Child. Akvan nodded, knowing a lot of magic knowledge himself, though he never considered it how Zuura put it. Maybe commanding magic verbally could be a more stable method of using it. It might be no stronger than using magic normally, but for Akvan's situation it might just work. Although, "It's a-a good idea Zuura, but what exactly d-do I say?" Akvan asked. There must be specific words required to use the magic, or else one ran the risk of perhaps summoning it without meaning to. But Zuura didn't reply, instead had other plans as he inserted magic into the feathers around him. Akvan shivered a little, "Uh... Z-Zuura?" He mumbled, taking a step back.
But the Clan leader didn't care for hesitation, murderous intent in that wacky soul of his as he sent the feathers after Akvan. The poor guy had to think up something quick. It might hurt a bit, but mirroring Zuura's magic would have to do for now to stop Akvan from being spiked. Akvan's eyes flashed a deep black, copying the magical coding before holding his hands up. The feathers stopped inches from his skin, dropping to the ground as Akvan's shaky control on them ended. Panting hard already, Akvan blinked a few times, getting over the shock of having Zuura try to actually kill him, though Akvan knew it was all in the Clan leader's method. Akvan took a look at his hands. "Command it? I-I'll try." Akvan said, closing his eyes. There must be a way to 'feel' what to cast, the words needed to come naturally. The Sun Child noticed something in the faded code of Zuura's copied magic, a glimpse of a translation, only lasting for a few seconds in Akvan's mind. But it was all he needed. Opening his eyes, Akvan's hand rose, trembling slightly. "M.... Mirror Magic: Feathers of Shadow." He commanded, and not a second after, the feathers around Akvan's feet rose to float around him.
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Post by Zuura on May 14, 2015 20:02:18 GMT
There was no hesitation as Zuura directed his shadowy feathers towards Akvan, not even as his best friend seemed anxious. Hesitation got one killed in the tough real world of battle, and Akvan needed to learn to respond quick or else really face death. And Zuura didn't want his friend dead, so making Akvan's reflexes back to what they used to be, to when sneaking up on Flood seemed impossible, was the only cause of action. And reflexes couldn't be trained softly, which was why Zuura needed to treat this training very seriously, even if it wasn't completely like him to do so. Zuura was aware Akvan would block it, if not with his own magic, then by copying it. But that wasn't what Zuura wanted today, he needed to get Akvan using his own magic again, something he seemed to avoid using offensively since the first fight up in Mors Castle.
Taking a little moment to let Akvan at least have the chance to do something, Zuura grinned as he heard Akvan cast something. At the end of the command, Akvan was easily copying Zuura's magic. The clan leader clapped a little. "Impressive! Looks like the magic is flowing much better... But we need you using your own magic Akvan." Zuura called over, before dashing into a sprint. Although Akvan had full control of the shadowy feathers, Zuura was much more used to that magic. So it was child's play for the Nephalem to dodge the feathers, get right close to his friend and kick him in the stomach, knocking poor Akvan right on the ground. Zuura was smiling as seriously as he could get, looking down to Akvan. "And just like that, you could be down and out. Then whoever's with you will get hurt. Just think on it Akky. What if something bad happens, and you and Chester get attacked, huh? Copying magic won't be enough, and it's kinda boring too." The clan leader pointed to Akvan's chest. "You might not trust it, but that magic your mummy gave you is the key to a lot of things, good things. Back when you first showed it to me, I could feel how strong it was. And even at your best Akky, as Flood, you never even got close to how powerful it could be. Sometimes power isn't a bad thing, so long as it's in the right hands." Zuura added. He stepped back a bit, raising the black feathers around him once more. "So picture this, I am a threat, the kind wanting to kill everyone. Whatcha gonna do Sunny boy?"
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Post by Flood/Akvan on May 14, 2015 20:48:40 GMT
Note: Akvan's gonna gain like.... five new magics from this thread  Also confused over use of golden mist rather than white? Well just see it as a massive upgrade to the Light Shadow magic Flood used to use. Akvan was so surprised to feel the flow of magic so pain-free that he almost forgot to do something with it. Sensing Zuura getting closer, Akvan tried to stop him in his tracks. Akvan acted as aggressively as the clan leader, knowing that Zuura was impossible to kill even if Akvan really wanted to do so. But of course, Zuura got through the attacks easily, but Akvan wasn't ready for the kick, nor where it was heading. Feeling himself winded, and wincing at the huge ball of pain coming from his stomach, Akvan fell back. Covering his stomach with a hand, Akvan tried not to think on the pain, feeling genuinely mad at Zuura for attacking there. Of all places, kick the one spot on Akvan where he was weak still, easy to reopen wounds. There wasn't any blood, on the outside at least. Taking a few deep breaths, Akvan leaned up carefully on his elbows. There was no point judging Zuura for kicking him, Akvan knew that the clan leader was completely intending to either cure Akvan or kill him. As had been Zuura's way since being first taught. But Akvan wasn't as willing to face death anymore. And his eyes were raised to glare right at Zuura as he spoke. Zuura knew what kind of risk Akvan ran using his purpose magic without having complete confidence. But would Akvan ever get that confidence? He'd promised to get better at his magic to help others, but not get himself hurt or lose control. Akvan's hand was gripping his stomach, unsure whether to be angry and frustrated or scared. His mother gave him the key to nothing but how to destroy and kill, Zuura was wrong to think otherwise. Or Akvan assumed so. Maybe power wasn't made for only one thing. Akvan looked down at his hands. A bad power, used in the right hands. Could that equal good? There was only one way Akvan to protect everyone, and he knew it, but feared it. Akvan got to his feet slowly, one hand over his stomach as it still erupted in pain. Everything next came natural. For once Akvan didn't fight against his magic to try and suppress it. "What would I do to a threat..." Akvan muttered. It felt like Akvan's free hand rose on it's own, gold mist already beginning to leak out. The words Akvan needed to cast also felt like they appeared on their own, and it felt like Akvan had known them forever, even though never speaking them before. "Solaris Flamma." He muttered, and it seemed as though a miniature sun appeared in Akvan's hand. The ball of golden mist grew in size, humming gently as it charged up for a few seconds, before it rocketed towards Zuura, spiralling towards the clan leader with a wicked power.
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Post by Zuura on May 14, 2015 21:45:45 GMT
Zuura was aware of how much kicking Akvan's recently healed stomach might cause more pain. But he needed to get the point across to Akvan. Plus, if Zuura could get Akvan's true magic potential to work again, then past wounds would heal up quick and easy anyway, just like they'd done with Flood back when Zuura had these kinds of tussles with him. And the point did seem to get across to Akvan. Enough that Zuura could feel and even see the power coming from his friend. Akvan was either incredibly pissed off at Zuura for hitting him, or was having a revelation over how he could use his magic. Zuura hoped the latter, since the first might be a little problematic in terms of being confident of surviving this. The words Akvan spoke weren't a typical language, they sounded ancient. Ancient like Zuura's books, in a time of Angels and Demons only. Perhaps Akvan's magic was that ancient, seeing as he was technically around during that time, if only remaining dormant. It was interesting, but couldn't remain so for long. The tiny sun Akvan prepared to fire packed more punch than it looked like it did from it's size. And as it came towards Zuura, he moved to dodge as soon as he could, making sure to get away as the ball of sun magic went flying by. It didn't stop after missing Zuura, and instead hit his hut directly. The instant it touched the home, the entire building was engulfed in a thick, pure golden flame. And in a manner of seconds the entire hut was erased to nothing but a few specks of straw and charred wood. Zuura was surprised, which was a first, and began to wonder how this might plan out if Akvan really intended on letting go of all that hidden power right now. Zuura was just glad he'd told the clan members to remain away today.
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Post by Flood/Akvan on May 17, 2015 22:04:47 GMT
Akvan's hands never stopped shaking, his eyes staring wide at the sight of Zuura's home being reduced to nothing. Such power, if used on someone, it could erase their entire existence. And what Akvan had cast didn't even begin to demonstrate his power. Akvan looked down to his hands. What evil could be cast from them, so easily and without thought. And what was Akvan trying to do? Kill? He'd done it before, although never without a hole placed in his heart, though this was different then from offering bad souls mercy. Right now he wanted to do nothing but protect others who'd shown him mercy. Yes, that was right. Although Akvan's core was pure evil and destruction, that power could be harness to be used to fight for others, and protect them. He would eliminate the threats that faced them all, and right now Zuura was that threat, so he said himself. Destroy, to protect.
Akvan felt another casting in his head, this time prepared his arm across his chest. "Solaris Ventus." He muttered, swiping his hand forward. A thin blast of golden magic flew forwards, expanding as it travelled until it made a horizontal line of golden wind, only able to be dodged from above or below. Another spell came to mind, all of them coming back to Akvan like remembered names. "Solaris Unda." He cast, and around Akvan in a circle was a ring of golden water, seeping through the ground until it flooded around Akvan's feet. Lifting his hand, Akvan rose part of the golden water up to form a wave, sending it to crash down on the threat or else carry on and crash behind him.
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Post by Zuura on May 18, 2015 19:36:19 GMT
Zuura looked back at the remaining specks of his house, just thinking of all the cool stuff he had in there. He was glad his birds were out hunting, and for once Zuura's usually animal infested house was empty today. Sighing, Zuura was just beginning to regret pushing Akvan this far straight away. It was the usual Zuura way of training, but Akvan was a delicate case. He'd said himself how despite how his mind was so distracted with happiness, one push in the wrong place could through the Sun Child into a frenzy. Maybe Zuura had pushed the wrong buttons, or his friends messed up mind was taking this far too seriously. Either way, Zuura's house being an example, the clan leader needed to end this soon. Zuura summoned his feathers from the ground, reinforcing them with even more shadow magic and bringing them to float in a sphere around him. "Akky, I think we can stop now..." Zuura stated carefully, sensing a surge of energy forming from Akvan's hand. Quickly setting up his shadow feathers to make a wall in front of him, Zuura hoped to block the golden wind attack. But the Sun magic broke through like a hot knife through butter, slicing Zuura's defence in two and giving him no choice but an attempt to dodge it. Dropping to the ground, the wind magic managed to skim over Zuura' brow, causing a gash but nothing more deadly. Wincing a little, Zuura got back up quick, hearing Akvan utter another spell. Zuura knew defence was pointless, he could only act evasive, hope that at least Zuura' speed was greater than Akvan's seemingly unstoppable attacks. Zuura dashed to the left, as soon as the wave of golden water tried to crush him. Getting only partly splashed, Zuura felt the burn of the boiling golden water on his arm but kept moving out of the way. Making his way behind Akvan, Zuura took a breath, looking at yet another destroyed house. Zuura chuckled. "You'll lose yourself at this point Akky... I was only joking, I'm not going to be a threat, promise."
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Post by Flood/Akvan on May 18, 2015 20:12:04 GMT
This threat was hard to get rid of, and it kept trying to get at Akvan's head. Like that trick hadn't been used before. Akvan had been forcibly persuaded to act from someone else asking him to, and he wasn't about to let it happen again. He growled as his first attack missed, though relished in the fact that his magic was clear far superior to this enemy. He chuckled at the man's weak attempt to persuade Akvan to stop. "I cannot stop, until the threat has been dealt with.... W-what... what would I do to a threat? Threat?" Akvan replied, words harsh and determined, though began to fade off into slurring. Akvan stood, watching with a blank expression as the threat dodged his water attack as well. "What... I do... t-to threat?" He muttered again, before shaking his head. As much as the madness was due to the use of Akvan's magic, he couldn't let it take him yet. He needed to keep reading the new magic spells, and deal with the threat first. If this madness was going to be a result of each and every Sun magic use, then Akvan should just get use to it. So long as he could prevent it from controlling his actions, Akvan was alright.
The Sun Child shook his pounding head some more, letting Solaris Unda fade so that Akvan could maintain enough power. Akvan glared up at Zuura. "A threat cannot joke. I must take it completely seriously. T-to... to protect them all. I must..." Akvan faded off, looking down to his hand, closing his eyes as more golden mist leaked from him. "Eteru!" Akvan commanded. It felt as though, from the outside in, Akvan turned into dust, all weight vanished. His mind completely broke in two, the information flooding into his mind was unbearably powerful. It was this kind of strain that the Sun Goddess usually protect Flood from when in Eteru. But now it was Akvan's responsibility to fight back the agony in his head. And that pain was so easy to bear, as Akvan looked down to his hands, smiling as he felt them itch with power. He almost fell down, finding his legs were missing, since the prosthetics replacements wouldn't transform into mist like the rest of him. Making sure he could float in the air, Akvan drew his attention away from the successful Eteru transformation. "This fight is over now." Akvan said, holding a hand forwards. "Solaris Umbra." He cast, summoning the golden equivalent to Light Shadow. Golden shadows seeped from his hand, aiming to chase down the nippy threat no matter where he ran, breaking through anything to grab a hold of Zuura and bring him to Akvan.
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Post by Zuura on May 18, 2015 20:38:42 GMT
This fight was going further and further south. Especially as Zuura heard Akvan's slurring. That was sign that this had fallen to that level. He might not be willing to admit it to himself, but Akvan was going into madness again. Zuura had dealt with it before, he'd trained the boy back when he was so mentally fragile after all. But it felt different now. Back then Zuura could rest assured that he could defeat Akvan before he caused trouble he didn't really want to cause. But now, Akvan may very well be strong enough to kill Zuura with a good enough hit. But this madness was different. Akvan wasn't giving into the Sun Child desire to destroy, much the opposite. The strong desire to protect those he loved was what was making the boy so mad right now. And Zuura felt guilty, he'd been too excited to see some progress that he'd not thought over a crucial point in Akvan's mental state before conducting this 'training'. Seeing Akvan close his eyes, Zuura knew what he'd planned. "No! Akvan don't do that! Using Eteru will-" Zuura had to block his face from the blast caused from the transformation. Zuura winced as he looked to Akvan, now taking up his Eteru form after months of being without. This was bad, and getting Akvan out of his state just got a lot harder. Zuura had to, without much thought, summon his Nephalem wings to get away from the shadows. They whistled through the air, chasing after Zuura after damaging and destroying each house in their path. Zuura tried flying higher, before one golden shadow caught his leg. It dragged him down to the ground, a fall Zuura managed to soften enough to not break his back with his shadow feathers. Zuura shook away the concussion of the fall, watching Akvan move in closer. "You're right, the fight's over. Threat is eliminated." Zuura tried saying. "Akky, please stop now, you'll lose yourself if you do this, and I know you don't want that. You wanna protect us all right? All your buddies and family. Well... aren't I included in that? Me, your best buddy Zuura? Can't protect me if you kill me."
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Post by Flood/Akvan on May 18, 2015 21:35:08 GMT
This Eteru felt amazing. Perhaps it was due to Akvan's confidence from having summoned it himself, rather than being granted it from his mother, but he felt genuinely unstoppable now. This was perfect, now there was nothing to stop him from making sure they were never hurt again. No one could harm Akvan's loved ones again, no one. Akvan refused to let them feel pain again, or feel in danger. With this power he could stop all of that, all the evil in this world could be eliminated. "Evil... must be... d-d-de... d-destroyed." Akvan mumbled, hand moving around as he lead the golden shadows after Zuura. Houses were destroyed, some by intention, so that they didn't block the shadow's path. Meaningless sacrifices, after all, no one was inside. This destruction was fine, Akvan wasn't killing anyone in the homes, he was just removing something that could falter his chance at getting rid of this threat. Everyone would understand. He watched his magic bring down the flying Nephalem, slowly making his way over. The Sun Child chuckled. "Solaris Gladio." He cast, summoning a golden mist sword in his hand, and holding it to Zuura' shoulder, slowly pressing down until it tore through the skin ever so slightly. "Threat? Eliminate.... yes... destroy... to protect... w-what would I do to a threat?" Akvan slurred, going to press down all the way with his sword before freezing. "Protect... you? P-protect... threat?... You are not... You are... a threat... no." Akvan clutched his head with a free hand. "No? No... no... no... no... You are a... no... You are Zuura... m-my best friend." Akvan's head pounded, body shaking as he looked down to see himself ready to stab his best friend, without a hesitation. Why? Why was he even considering to kill someone? Especially when that someone was his best friend. He dropped the sword, which disappeared the moment it left Akvan's clutch. That strong hold Akvan had on Eteru began fading, the mist retracting back into his physical self. Which left Akvan falling back on the ground, his legs detached and a few feet away. "I was... only trying to protect them... from bad... bad threat." Akvan began muttering, lying on his side and cradling his head. "What would I do to a threat? I... I would help it... fix it... never destroy... n-never kill my... I'm sorry! I'm sorry... I'm sorry... sorry... sorry..." Akvan's words soon turned into endless, repeated muttering.
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Post by Chester on May 20, 2015 14:27:06 GMT
Chester knew Akvan and Zuura were training right now, in a hope to recover Akvan's powers, she was sure he could... If only with the drive to protect others. But that didn't mean Chester liked being away from Akvan too long, the fear of losing him again still in her mind, time yet to help her cope with that fear. But the sounds of things crashing to the ground worried Chester so she was quick to head to the clans base... Or what was left of it? Her eyes widened, what had happened? Rushing over to what was going on, Chester's question didn't get answered, all she felt was panic. Dropping heavily beside Akvan and Zuura, Chester glanced to the latter before rubbing smooth circles on Akvan's back, and reaching for bandages she still kept on her... Force of habit... for Zuura. "What happened here? Are you okay?" Swallowing thickly, Chester made herself comfortable before moving to hug Akvan as best she could. "Hey, hey Akvan, its okay now, everything is fine... Come on, come back to us... Shh, were here, Zuura's fine..." Moving Akvan so his head was placed in her lap, Chester ran calming hands through his hair. "Its only a bit of blood, Zuura's not dead yet, its all going to be okay."
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Post by Zuura on May 20, 2015 19:49:47 GMT
The sword seemed magically designed to be painful, it's very touch burnt, and feeling it press into his shoulder hurt even more. But Zuura didn't feel that pain, he was more focused on what Akvan was going through right now. Slurring like that, voice so broken and lost. And his eyes, although it appeared impossible to see into them, Zuura could tell Akvan was in more pain than the clan leader was right now. And he needed to wake up and soon before they lost him for a lot longer. From what Zuura had dealt with in the past, Akvan's madness could last hours, or days, depending on the support. Placing himself in Eteru and stabbing Zuura against his own, true will, it would do a lot of damage. Zuura loved pain, and blood. But today was different, Zuura's madness and blood lust was controlled, just because he loved killing and stuff like that, didn't mean Zuura always wanted to see it. Not in his best friend, and not like this. But it seemed Akvan was still sane enough to wake himself up after recognising Zuura finally. Taking a deep breath, Zuura struggled to sit up, placing a hand on his wounded shoulder as he watched Akvan sympathetically. "I know, I know... s'not your fault buddy. It was my silly idea to push you this far. Promise I won't do it again." He went to move closer, before Chester came just in time to help. Zuura smiled in his usual way, nodding his thanks to the bandages. He could put them on himself, whilst Zuura hurt, he knew it was nothing compared to what was going on in his friend's head right now. He chuckled a bit, "Well... it was all training, until I think I said a no-no to Akvan. His powers came back all too quickly... and well, you can see what happened next." Zuura answered, though he held no blame on Akvan for the property damage, only feeling bad for his friend currently lost in chanting apologies. Zuura let Chester handle most of it, glad she was here. She'd probably never seen the poor Sun child like this before, only hearing of it, but she already seemed to have an idea on what to do to support Akvan through it. So Zuura took a close look at his injuries. The wound on his shoulder wasn't huge, it was only just piercing skin, and tore a very small amount of muscle. For a Nephalem, it would heal up soon. The burns from the water attack were the worst thing, and perhaps the scar Zuura would no doubt receive from his head wound. But it was nothing major, not for someone like Zuura.
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Post by Flood/Akvan on May 20, 2015 20:15:04 GMT
Eteru was gone, but the pain didn't stop. Akvan's insides still felt wrong, and his stomach was bruised from Zuura's kick. His physical issues aside, there was no making sense of the agony in Akvan's mind. It was like he was being fed every bit of information on the earth in a manner of seconds, every emotion waving through him. It wouldn't stop, and neither could Akvan stop the obsessive slurring and apologising. His eyes wouldn't even blink, and Akvan's vision was still frozen on the image of almost ending his best friend without reason. "M-my fault... danger... lost... end." Akvan muttered suddenly, though still staring at the floor with his head clutched hard in his hands. There was a different voice in the small amount of attention Akvan's mind allowed him. And even in his state he recognised it. He didn't more, or at least felt like he couldn't, like his body was glued to the ground. "Not okay... destroy... all is gone... f-friend is hurt... what if." Akvan was able to stop himself. What if he'd lost control around anyone else as well? Would they be treated like Zuura had been? Thrown around and played with before being almost put down. "Couldn't stop... pain... destroy... stop the screams... my head h-hurts... not okay... not okay."
Akvan was pretty far gone, but he managed to get one hand working, prizing it from his head to move over Chester's hand. "Danger... scream in head... if I hurt... no stopping... not okay." If made into any sense, it would have meant that Akvan was afraid of also hurting Chester right now, not knowing if he was really calmed down right now or not, with the meltdown in his mind going on.
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Post by Chester on May 20, 2015 20:34:07 GMT
Chester was really worried for Akvan, all he was saying both made sense and none at all. So she could only hope to get him back to normal, Chester knew Zuura could deal with himself at this moment, so all her attention could be on the panicking Akvan. Grasping his hand tightly, Chester kept the other hand switching between smooth circles on his back, and running her hand through his hair. "Shh, come on Akvan, its okay now, Zuura's fine. I'm fine. Your okay, we can fix this place back up, you didn't mean to do this... You just wanted to protect. Come on sweetie, calm down. I'm right here, and Zuura is just over there okay?" Chester gave a quick glance to Zuura, gesturing him over, hoping that the physical evidence that he was alive would help out Akvan. "See? Now you got to come back to us Akvan, take a few deep breaths..." Chester didn't know how she could help much more then this, not without Akvan being able to move properly alone, so for now she would just hope that he would find it in himself to calm down enough so she could do more. "Can you sit up for me Akvan? I can give a proper hug then..."
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Post by Zuura on May 20, 2015 20:48:41 GMT
Zuura got to wrapping up the stab wound, and wrapping a thin layer of the bandages around his head. Akvan's slurring turning to an attempt to talk, hard to decipher, but Zuura got the general idea. "We can rebuild all this... my house was boring anyway, now I have the chance to make it bigger, right?" Zuura added, smiling sweetly. He admired how Chester handled it well enough, better than anyone else had done in the past. He shuffled closer, waving in front of Akvan's face. "Zuura is all good, Akky. A lot tougher than you think, yano." Zuura said, chuckling again. He looked around, guessing the time. Others would be coming back soon as well. He'd offer to take Akvan into a building somewhere for some privacy... but that option wasn't available anymore. Zuura looked over to the prosthetics left a little distance away, getting up slowly to collect them, looking towards the entrance for anyone else. "Give him all the time he needs, I'll make sure it's kept quiet." Zuura said down to Chester, placing the legs close by. He remained standing, looking around the mess and keeping an eye out for others, all the while listening with guilt to Akvan's pained voice, hoping that the one he cared about most could wake him up sooner than it had been achieved before.
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Also confused over use of golden mist rather than white? Well just see it as a massive upgrade to the Light Shadow magic Flood used to use. 
