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"Where did I come from? I can't really remember, I moved around so much nowhere was home and nobody was close enough to call friend, if you mean just now I came from the, now broken up, camp of poachers about seventeen kilometres east of here. They were some bad fellows though so I decided it was time to split. So did Sha'ghul. She had us remain with the storm as the others fled and then taught me to be one with the storm, then I felt you playing with the water, trying to keep dry is my guess, and I came here." It was then that Kya would have noticed that he was bone dry. A benefit of electricity was a field of static electricity that would keep water off. "As for who are we? I am Kadaeux, a hunter by trade, until we go to save this city, then I am the first Stormlord of humanity and a warrior. You, I don't know, I know your name, I can guess that you're the element of water, and a touch wet." He didn't bother to mention how the water let her clothes cling in interesting places. "But I suppose we're the supposed saviours of a city we've never seen. I will kill the teacher though." "Why?" She asked such was the venom in my voice. "I have managed to trace back a series of events through history that show the death of my parents is almost a direct result of the Teachers actions. I will kill the teacher to save Lyria, and hopefully, my parents." Kadaeux turned his eyes to the storm above. He felt it coursing through his veins, the power of lightning rippled across his skin and clothing protected by his nature. "Will you help?" Kadaeux asked turning back to her the lightning in his eyes suppressed to show only his natural, green, eyes.
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This in mind, she smiled. Then laughed. Laughed until she was doubled over, tears mixing with the rain on her face. She straightened, finally, only vaguely concerned about her own hysterical reaction. "Help? Sure, of course I'll help. Why wouldn't I help? What is it we're meant to do?" Maybe at the end of all this, she'd wake up, in her sleeping bag in her tent, her mother pounding on the zippered door, telling her to wake up and check the cages. She wrung the water out of her hair to no avail. "So, you're the storm guy, right? You can make this stop, then?" She'd noticed he was dry. How'd he do that? Could she do that? Not now, in any case, but she promised to try later. She didn't know how, but she'd bent the water before. Maybe if she focused on the water not in the air, but in her clothing, she could...move it. Out of her clothing, somewhere harmless, into the ground, maybe. Maybe, if she focused more, she could send it away from her. Towards something--someone--else. Maybe she could defend herself if things with the storm bender turned out differently...
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He felt the storm and its fury. "No, I can't make it go away, but it'll only last a few hours longer, I think." Kadaeux said honestly. "You think?" Kya asked with a raised eyebrow. "It's a storm, unpredictable, I've done what I can but nature must take its course." Kadaeux shrugged and sat down the water flowing around from the spot he was sitting down at. Sha'ghul what next? Kadaeux asked his Guardian.
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"So, you're okay with this, then," Kya said slowly, eyeing her own, once-sodden clothing suspiciously. Talking to animals, traveling in lightning, bending water, static force fields...It was becoming more and more strange...and more and more real. What kind of dream would be have been caught in a storm in? The other man's hand had felt real enough. And he knew the same story the talking tiger. The one who'd had two opportunities to kill her, but hadn't. The same one who'd expressed plenty of irritation at her skepticism and ineptitude. What kind of dream was this? It was neither nightmare, nor fantasy. Everything was too harsh, too sharp, too...real. The awareness hit suddenly. Her expression went blank. She stared at Kadeaux, at Regen and Sha'ghul. "This...this is really happening, isn't it?" she said to no one particular. "They really do talk, I really can...play with water. We really have to save some forsaken kingdom from some twisted...crazy guy." Without thinking, doing only what felt natural, in a detached sort of way, she held out a hand palm up and called drops of water to it, until she was holding a transparent orb of rainwater in one hand. It took effort, but only physically. She didn't have to think about it any more. It felt natural. Right. She wasn't dreaming. She really was thousands of years old. And...magic. "Alright, then, what do we do, Regen?" Regen, who had been watching, both surprised, and pleased, padded over to them both. 'We ought to find the other two Warriors, first. We need to know if the know who they are, what they can do. What they should do.' Kya blinked. "So, what? We just hope it's raining everywhere on the planet, and then get this one to zap around looking for them, too?" Regen bared his teeth, but didn't move toward her. She'd dropped her skepticism, but her sarcasm was still sharp and biting. 'With Sha'ghul's help, I can contact to the other two Guardian's anywhere on the planet. We find them, we can go back.' Kya was half listening, playing with her orb of water. "You said their free-willed, like me, and him," she said, nodding at Kadeaux. "What if they don't want to come? Even if they do know who they are, if they discovered their powers, couldn't they be...I dunno, killing people or whatever? Why should we find them? We'd just be exposing ourselves to dangerous, and maybe stronger beings, right?" Regen shrugged, the wave of motion turning into a stretch that passed down his entire body to the tip of his tail. 'We must try. The Teacher is strong, and he may be looking for you. Four is better than two. And two is better than one. We will approach the other two Warriors one as a time. But first...' He got to his feet and circled Kadeaux and Kya critically. 'If you two are working toward the same goal as you say, you must become a team. You must learn to trust each other. You ought to train together. Storm and Water are two complementary elements, perhaps more so than the other two would be. It is fortunate you should meet first.' His tail flicked and his green eyes widened. 'If you are wise, you will not let that fortune fall away from you.'
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His red hair fell over his blue eyes as he stood in the mirror. He knew he always looked good no matter what, but he had to hand it to himself, he looked damn fine as a warrior, or at least a modern day one. He had on a long sleeve "shirt" and pants of chainmail he'd had made special. Though anyone looking at him wouldn't know it, he had on normal clothing. Trying to appeal to past clothing he decided on pant, shirt, and vest combo. He hated the thought of wearing cotton so he leaned more towards leather. His boots too were leather, matching the black of the pants. The vest was black as well, but it had fine inscriptions of red patterns all along it that rose up like flames. The shirt beneath it was long sleeved covering up the chaimail beneath it, it was silk and burning red. "So how do we do this?" Dante asked with a flick of his head. Abbaddon flew across the room, and landed on Dante's shoulder. Which was saying a lot, he didn't look like it when he was just sitting somewhere, he looked like he was slightly larger than a large eagle, it was when he took off into flight that his wingspan and body seemed to grow. Nonetheless he sat perched on Dante's shoulder, waves of warmth shooting from the shoulder he sat on. Together we make this happen, it will be tiring for you, and you'll have to rest shortly afterward, since we will be moving in terms of time AND location. Dante nodded, "so what do I have to do?" Focus and draw your energy forward, like I am doing, combine it with my own. Perfect. Abbaddon could only smile to himself, Dante had been the right chose for this element. He'd been a natural at wielding his element, though like all fire elementals he lacked a large amount of control over it. Nonetheless he was very skilled at dealing with large amounts of energy. Abbaddon was glad he'd been chosen for the fire element, the other elements were not nearly as strong as the fire element. The fire element could wield the most energy and power, although admittedly this often caused many problems, such as the loss of control of the element, or sometimes being willed to draw on too much energy and destroying the elemental. At the moment though Abbaddon had felt the energy reach it's point, Now from all that I have described to you before this, thrust your will to that point and time. Abbaddon sensed Dante doing just that, and so he did the same, thrusting their will and mutually shared energy towards it. Dante felt him push and then something shift and he felt a sudden jerk. Flames burst up around his and Abbaddons body, enshrouding him in flames, the heat licking at his flesh. Outside the flames, everything around him melted and shifted, morphed and changed. The image became distorted and blurred, sometimes sharpening, though too quickly for Dante to perceive what it was. Then he felt himself slam into the ground that he hadn't even realized he'd left. He stumbled forward as the flames left, a wave of fatigue hitting him like a brick wall. He grabbed ahold of something rough in front of him and steadied himself. He picked his shaky body upright and glanced around. He couldn't tell when he was, but where he was was in a forest. The forest around him twittered, snapped, hummed, and cried out with life. Dante squinted, feeling his legs slowly giving out beneath him. He sat down, leaning against the tree. He sighed, "well that was tiring." Abbaddon landed in front of him, Dante noticed that Abbaddon was as big as he was sitting down, As I said it would, you'll be tired for the time being, but you'll recover soon enough. This little manuever will eventually grow easier and easier if need be. "Well that's a relief." Yes, well this going back in time will have alerted the other elementals, or at least their own Guardians, we seem to have been the first ones to travel back. Otherwise I would have sensed it. "You said you can't sense the others!" Abbaddon shook his head, I can't but we can sense when one travels back in time to here. We cannot tell who, just that one of us has. "Great so sometime soon, we'll have a whole Girl Scout troop here, ugh." Just rest and we'll deal with that when the time comes.
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Before Kadaeux could answer Regen he felt it, a pulse across his frontal lobes like a fleeting migraine. A change. But he didn't recognise its significance unlike Sha'ghul who stared back in the direction it happened. "Ok, Regen was it?, how do we go about that then? I suppose if she soaked someone I could electrocute them more easily or something but the power section of this i'm still new to." Kadaeux said honestly.
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"So if the others Elementals know that we've travelled, is that a bad thing?" Well as you've shown time over that as an Elemental, you're not the altruistic, humanist that others would think you are. The others may or may not be the same as you, or as what is expected. "So basically they could be any personality on the spectrum." Essentially, some of them may have higher goals, evil goals, or selfish goals. Not all of them may have the skill or hold that you do on your powers. They also may not know their guardian very well either. "So it could be just about anyone from just about any time frame too?" Yes "So once again we're left with the fact that it could be anyone from anytime and there's no way to know what to expect from them since you can't sense them." ...yes "Perfect." I will know when one travels back here, and should we come across them, I will know what they are when we get close. "I suppose that's enough then," Dante picked himself up off the ground, and situated his clothing, wiping the dirt off of him. "Alright, I guess we should get moving if we want to get anything done." With that he turned and began walking through the first, the phoenix flying high above the treeline, watching the path in front of him.
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Kya stared at Regen for a while, before bluntly saying, "Well that was vague." She held out her hand to catch raindrop, musing over them as they slid around her palm. She closed her eyes. When it was raining like this, she felt stronger, more aware of everything around her. If she concentrated, she could feel movement around her, as the rain was redirected around living object, around trees, and small animals. It soaked into the ground, and slid down the rocks. It was as if she was receiving a picture of her surroundings in her head, even with her eyes closed, like a bat used echo location. She opened her eyes, then, and looked at Kadeaux. "Can you make storms like this appear? Or do you know when they're coming?" she asked, held cocked to one side as she studied the skyline. "If I think about it, I can feel people coming when it's raining. I can feel them moving, even if I can't see them. So, if you can make it rain, I can watch our backs for at least a...half mile diameter. And...and, I'm not sure yet, but I think I can make ice, or steam, too." She shrugged. "That's all I can think of for now, but this is all new to me." Regen had stopped paying attention as soon as he felt a Warrior shift. He glanced at Sha'ghul, and shutting off his thoughts to both Kya and Kedeaux, asked, 'You felt that, I assume? It would be the movement of one of the others, am I correct?'
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Kadaeux smiled. "I think I can, but only if one is near or soon to be, I doubt I could do a lot in a drought area but I th... no, I can definately conjure up localised storms, a couple miles across on a bad day. But only near water, according to Sha'ghul, and I feel she's right, the location could affect it." Kadaeux paced. "For example, on a mountaintop a blizzard would be easier to cause than a thunderstorm, in the desert a sandstorm would be easier, but still very hard. At sea I don't doubt I could call up a Hurricane with enough effort. Or even tornadoes and waterspouts." Kadaeux said with a smile. "But not without dangers of course." Sha'ghul turned her thoughts in turn to Regen. "Definitely, like a ripple in a pond. I think the warrior went back, but i don't know exactly how far."
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