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Xeeva,
Pssst, it's KEEVA. With a K. Cause we all know how much you love names that start with K. XD
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Pssst, it's KEEVA. With a K. Cause we all know how much you love names that start with K. XD
Hello everyone! My latest post is up, and now is the time we can break up a bit and move in smaller groups. I would love to have some real character interactions, so we can break up into 3 groups to make it easier.
Have fun everyone!
Have fun everyone!
Academy of the Arts: Courtyard
Dalia was stunned by the sheer amount of colors in Dylan’s group of friends, each one having a distinct and powerful aura. The large woman with sword seemed overwhelmed, vague spears of blue shifting through her aura, but her friend - the tall, dark skinned man - was practically glowing with excitement. She passed through them all, taking in their auras and reciprocating their greetings, until she was stopped by the most amazing sight. The lovely lady in red had an aura that was simply overwhelming, and Dalia had to squint to see through the brilliance to the woman beneath. It was unlike anything she had ever seen before.
She opened her mouth - about to comment on it - but was interrupted by the young girl at the woman’s side.
"You're Dylan's sister!? Wowww, you're just as pretty as he is, seriously!" The young girl said, aura shining a brilliant pink. There was such energy and happiness in the girl that Dalia laughed out loud.
“Why thank you,” Dalia responded. “I’m glad you think I’m just as pretty as he is.” She winked at him over Trixie’s shoulder. “But you know what, I think you’re the cutest one here.”
“Hi Dalia!” Estelle shot her hand into the sky, hopping in front of everybody else and gripping the priestess’ hands for a powerful shake. “My name’s Estelle Fenix, and I’m kind of Dylan’s boss! It’s a pleasure to meet you!!”
Dalia accepted the shake, but pulled the redhead in for a hug anyway. This woman’s aura was fantastic as she was surrounded by swirls of red - not the harsh red of anger or the blinding red of blood, but the warm red of fire and passion. “Any friend of Dylan’s is a friend of mine.”
Turning, she smiled at Marcus as he asked about protocol. “Oh, we’re not that strict here - there’s no real rules or structures to follow.” She pursed her lips, thinking about the best way to handle this. “But I suppose I can round up some tour guides. Wait right here!”
Dylan smiled as his sister dashed off, running through the crowd and snatching up students in her wake. It didn’t take her long to return, a pair of students students following her, their expressions on opposite ends of the spectrum from excited to bored. “Okay,” she said as turned to the students. “Angel here can show off any of the sculptures and Keeva will escort any one who wants to see the music and theater areas.”
“Oh, and I can show others around as well. Any questions?”
Okay guys, the post is up! I hope you guys all like it. Please feel free to explore the Exhibitions and Academy grounds for the next few days - we're going to be off to a pretty chill start.
Aliquam: Academy of the Arts
“COME ON GUYS WE’RE HERE!” Dylan yelled, dashing ahead of the group. It had been a little over a week since they had left Abatheo, and though they had said goodbye to some of their closest friends Dylan had something to perk him up. The morning after the farewell party, when Estelle had announced the next stop on their trip, Dylan had nearly fallen out of his chair in glee.
He was going home, back to Aliquam. It had been nearly a year since he had left, and though he had his fair share of bad memories of people who had given him a reason to leave in the first place, he had so many more good ones. The entire time they traveled he couldn’t shut up about the school, his teachers, the art, and his sister. He was so excited, in fact, that the first thing he did after they checked in with the Aliquam Guild was drag them over to the Academy.
The Academy rose tall over the town, dwarfing it with it’s sheer size. It was grand and elegant, the intricate detail on the scaffolding just as much a work of art as anything else inside it. The Adacamy had three wings with the back open to a stunning view of the ocean. The sides hosted the living quarters, one side for the teachers and the others for the students.The actual Academy was in a front wing, which hosted the classrooms and auditoriums.The Senior Exhibitions would be held in the great courtyard, a open air party which attracted artists from across the continent, coming out to see the greatest young talent of the year.
“Trust me guys, you’re going to love it. Oh Aislin, I can’t believe we made it in time for the Exhibitions!” He lead them into the courtyard, which was filled with throngs of students milling about. On normally days it was fairly quiet, filled with students who needed some time to breathe and relax. But this day was different. Scattered about were paintings, sculptures, photos and even some striking pieces of floral arrangements. The students seemed to travel in packs, their laughter rising through the din of conversation. The energy was infectious as it was a time of celebration and happiness.
“So what do you want to see first?” he asked, turning around to the Pride. “The paintings are always my favorites, but those floral arrangements are simply inspired this year.”
“Dylan?!!”
A bouncing bundle of blonde hair emerged from the crowd, running over to the where the Pride was and tackled Dylan, nearly knocking the matter artist to the ground. “Oh Dyl I can’t believe you’re back!”
Dylan laughed, spinning around to hug the girl. “Dalia! I’ve missed you too. Hey hey everyone - I gotta introduce you to someone.” Wrapping his arms around her shoulders, he turned her to the group. “This is Dalia, my older sister! She’s one of the Priestesses here. Dalia, this is the Pride - I’ve been traveling with them for a while now. We’re Guilders.” He puffed out his chest. “We’re really good Guilders.”
Dalia beamed at them, stepping forward to shake their hands and offer random hugs to those who would take them. “Really? My baby brother’s a Guilder now? You are going to have to explain that to me later. Please, come enjoy the Exhibitions. There’s something for everyone.”
“I want to see the flowers - did Rose do them?” Dylan was already getting distracted. He was itching to mingle with the students, since he knew a few of them from before he left.
“Oh, hold on, you’ve got all afternoon.” She turned to the Pride, slipping back into proper Priestess mode. “So, what do you guys want to see? I’d love to show you around.”
Welcome one and all to my chapter! I hope you enjoy the stay!
I'll get started on my post now. :)
I'll get started on my post now. :)
Pachamac said
THANK FUCK IT'S THE FUCKING WEEKEND
JUST HELLS YES
Abatheo: Guild
“BIG BRO?!” Trixie and Dylan both shouted in unison. “YOU… YOU CAN’T GO TOO!!!”
It was just too much. What had started as a tearful goodbye to one friend had quickly spiraled out of control. First Lisette, then Selan, and now his Big Bro? It made such perfect sense - Don adored Selan, of course he’d follow her. He’d follow the woman around the world and risk life and limb for her and she’d never even have to ask. His love for her was immense, if somewhat overwhelming and possibly one-sided. These flaws didn’t make it any less beautiful, though, only more romantic.
“DYLAN!!” Don suddenly span on the spot again. “You’re no longer Little Bro! From now on… now on you’re the Big Bro! And that means you have to look after Big Sis, and our other sises, and all of our other little bros! Like… like Light Bro! And Mage Bro! And Lucy Bro! And our new Little Bro too! BLOBFISH BRO!!!”
It was an intense responsibility. Despite his craziness Don was the heart of their little group, who brought cheers and laughter and the occasional face-palm, but nothing could replace him. Reaching out with shakey hands, Dylan accepted the shades with a smile. “I’ll take care of them, Bro, you can count on me.” Even though it was night, even though they were inside, Dylan slid the glasses on, spinning around and striking a pose. “Bros! Do not worry! I shall protect you all!”
The next morning would be sad, when they split up and headed in different directions. But they were the Pride, and tonight they would celebrate all the memories they had, all the victories under their belt, and all the booze then could drink.
C’mon everyone. We and Lisette will leave tomorrow, but tonight… let’s have a party, yes?” Selan said, seeming to catch onto the idea as well. “To friends. To each other.”
“To the Pride!”
Hello everyone! Happy Thursday. I call next post. :D
No! Stay away from me Kyubey before I am forced to get shootey. :P
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