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The Midnight Train to Nowhere

*managed to come inline at school*

My excuse for not posting yet: 6 hours of writing one literature project ; brain died afterwards x_x

I'll get home in about 3 hours and I'll see if I can make Haku take the armband. Is that ok with everyone?

6 AM . . . Yesterday

*managed to come online through the phone*

I'll be putting the sheets up on a different section on the site...As soon as I get back from grandma's -_-"

And The Librarian has been taken~ ...This is going to be quite the duo XD

6 AM . . . Yesterday

1. Three hours after this message has been posted the Key Shop will officially open. Everyone will be allowed to pick a Key. First comes, first serves.
2. Due to a delay with a couple of sheets, I will refrain from using my human character for now.
3. A Key and a human have successfully been added to the lists.

6 AM . . . Yesterday

~reserved~

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

After what felt like a very short period of time, Panther awoke from their slumber and abruptly shoved aside the cold pillow, which had been pressed to his cheek by the ice mage. Albeit he had regained consciousness, Lesley did not appear to have exited the haze of slumber, for he stared at Hakuren in slight surprise for a moment, as if he could not recognize who was this upside-down figure that stood before him. With their gazes locked in this very strange manner, the green-blue-eyed youngster saw this and could not help but find it humorous, yet before he could comment on the silly cat’s resting position, his comrade spoke with a soft gentle voice.

Lesley said "My, my. I wasn't expecting the Devil to be such a handsome young fellow~ I wouldn't mind playing Devil's advocate if you were the master.”

‘Too much blood in the head, huh? Nothing gravity can’t fix.’ the young man sighed in his thoughts. Being called a devil was flattering, but playing in the woods with someone who had neither cushions, nor the lock required for the key to this mystery was something he certainly did not intend to participate in.

Speaking of the Devil, which in this case was gravity itself, LaBelle leaned forward in an attempt to reach their beloved Satan, only to find that it was impossible, due to the distance between them. Noting all the hints given from this individual, the winter magician had a pleased, perhaps even pitying and mocking smile across his face. Ready to take a step back so as to avoid any unnecessary contact, he spoke with a friendly tone, despite the amusement being completely visible.

“How about you start by getting down first.”

No sooner had he said that did his companion listen to his advice. Or was it fate? One can not be too certain. Due to the desire to grasp the lord of Hell and hold him in their arms, the rainbow-lover had gone to such an extent that their body was no longer well-balanced on the branch, which resulted in their own weight doing them a favor by making them slide downwards. Hakuren had less than a second to react, but he was no Speedy Gonzales, thus he could only stare at the mess, which was coming his way, his mind receiving the information, yet the neural impulse lacking the speed to innerve the muscles quickly enough.
Locks of pink hair came pouring over him as the two people fell to the ground. The black-blue-haired man may not have been able to evade this unexpected ‘attack’, yet was capable of using his arms and legs to ‘lighten’ his fall, in order for his head not to slam into the earth. However, he was still pressed down by Lesley’s body, which had spread out over him, the difference in height now a bit too evident. Having closed shut his eyes before the impact, the psychologist’s eyelids lifted carefully only to confirm what had been comprehended. Face to face, body to body, he could only be thankful that it wasn’t “skin to skin”. It felt like being in a pink forest, for everything to the side was blocked by gum-coloured curls and twirls. Something smelled rather sweet, as if someone had used too much lady perfume in the room, yet the scent was also mixed with a pinch of sweat, no doubt created from the climb up the mountain. The one on top was grinning with delight, honestly enjoying the current situation, whilst the male at the bottom had a peculiar expression. It was neither of surprise, nor of fear, yet the insistent smile had vanished and so had the little warmth that had once remained. His eyes were concentrated on the one in front of him, blinking not even once, calm and relaxed. It was as though he was attentively watching the news or a talk show on television.

With their friend remaining silent, Panther took the opportunity to speak first.

Lesley said "Are you gonna push me off or are you just waiting for me to go ahead and do something?"

It was rather obvious where this was going, yet with his partner being so mischievous and confident in their dominance over him, the ice mage decided to take up this challenge, seeing as he did not anticipate the chance to come once more in the near future.

Letting out a “heh” sound without even opening his mouth, Hakuren smiled slyly and used his right hand to reach Lesley. His pointer finger gently rubbed up against the other’s neck, slowly reaching the chin where they underlay it for a moment before lightly making their way sideways, which was to his right and to their left. LaBelle’s skin was quite warm, so much one would think that the person had a fever, yet it could have also been that Hakuren’s hand was simply too cold. In this case, it was both, but more so the latter, for the nature of his power not only made him incapable of being affected by low temperatures, but also decreased his own. This being said, the young man’s touch could make you shiver just a bit. It was as if his hands had recently been rinsed with cold water, minus the wetness of course, yet it was not the same as his scepter, for it was bearable.
His hand now pressed against the left side of Lesley’s neck, he pushed himself upwards towards them, only to pass by their face and halt by their right ear. If this human of an uncertain orientation attempted anything ‘funny’, there was no reason to worry. With his right hand now exactly over the carotid artery, mere pressure could close it shut, block the path of a good portion of the blood meant for the brain, which in turn would cause dizziness, and a further shutting of the other artery, which was on the right side of the neck, could additionally lead to loss of consciousness and even death. Even without his magical abilities, he knew that he could murder this person easily in less than a minute in their earthly standards.

“Truth be told.” Hakuren whispered in Lesley’s ear. “If you had enough holes, it would have been the latter. Since that’s not the case, I’ll ask you to move before I freeze a certain organ of yours.”

In the midst of their heated conversation, a voice echoed through the forest, reaching their and a lot of other creatures’ ears. If memory served correctly, it belonged to no other than the flame-wielding newbie, Riley. From down in the undergrowth to the treetops above, critters stirred to life, jumping or flying away as quickly as possible. They had been frightened by this sudden disturbance in the serenity of their homeland and hurried to run away from potential danger. Indeed, regardless of where they went, humans could only bring harm to nature.

In response the two travelers looked away from each other and towards the spirited woods. Yet the riot of the shadows ended as quickly as it had begun and all became quiet once more. Remembering what dead silence had brought them not too long ago, the young man in the black coat realized that the dime would not turn in their favor.
Shortly after, a the sound of footsteps became audible. However, they were too heavy for a human or anything around that size. Far too noisy for a night predator. The closest thing they resembled were a bear’s, perhaps even Big Foot’s.
Luckily for Hakuren, Skittles took note of the red alert and stood up, even offering him a hand, which the ice wizard did not refuse. He did not feel disgusted by them, but he hoped this little incident would teach them a lesson not to mess with the wrong guy, otherwise his irritation would actually become visible and that rarely ended well for anybody.
The both of them now standing on their own feet, the duo did not utter a word. Leon was sitting nearby, absentmindedly looking up at the sky, not paying attention to anything that was happening around him. Before anyone had the chance to comment on the situation at hand, a war cry pierced the air.

“RAAAAAAAAAAGH!”

What appeared was no other than Shrek’s evil Asian cousin on steroids. The sound of trees bending and falling shook the entire forest as it made its way towards the group. Everyone’s attention was instantly drawn towards the monster, which picked up a log and threw it at the three boys. All of them ducked out of the way and the object slammed into the trees behind them, making more of its brethren die out. Hitting its wooden shield with the hilt of its huge sword, the orc-like being attempted to intimidate the humans, for it was furios enough to enter battle without any questions.

Whilst this had been happening, Riley and Jasper had appeared from behind a couple of bushes, yet what was more important was that both Leon and Lesley had instantly ran to safety behind Hakuren, cowering in fright one behind the other. This put the green-blue-eyed youngster in an awkward position. Usually, the girls were supposed to cower behind the strong warriors. Instead of a cute helpless damsel in distress, he was stuck with two ridiculous ‘ladies’ who were using him as a shield. With a quick glance at the chicken and the puss’s amulets, both of them could fend for themselves perfectly fine. The liquid in his own had reached a hundred percent because of his rest. All of them were in perfect battle condition, yet those two pets were shivering like a leaf.

Lesley said "Uh, I think it wants to fight.."

‘No celery, Clouseau.’

Leon said [b]“Alright, now we’re gonna die. Unless you move away from that thing. Hakuren-san, I think your ballet skills will come in handy here, don’t you think?”[b]

“Put a rock in it, Feather” Hakuren hushed him between his teeth.

He was never truly the type to work in a big team out in the field like this. Usually, his place was high above, watching, directing, manipulating. Range was always required for a person such as himself, who could not stand long in a direct battle of brawns without brains. Such was his class type as well. Magicians needed distance to cast their spells, namely in order to avoid danger, due to their physical weakness. However, there was no meele character in their group. Each and every one of them was a mage. Considering the fact that his team was composed of two ‘handsome princesses’, a klumzy care bear and a reckless flame, Hakuren understood that someone had to bring some order around here and, unfortunately for everybody there, it was going to be him.




Standing roughly at 210 cm in height, the monster that was their enemy was heavily armored and equipped with a wooden shield and a gigantic sword capable of slicing trees like butter. In addition the many spikes on its attire; the long sharp claws on its feet and the elongated lower canine teeth that remained visible even when its mouth was closed, much like an upside-down version of a sabertooth tiger, contributed to its overall barbarian appearance. With a lot of body mass and perfectly formed muscles, it was obvious this being was either a tank or a warrior class. Even in an online game one could never be too sure who would prevail. Sometimes a meele type character could be overwhelmed by five mages, proving that there is power in numbers, yet in other instances the warrior could easily slash through all of them and more, proving that quality is better than quantity. In the end, it all depended on teamwork and dirty tricks.

Hakuren held his staff, which he had picked up prior to getting on his feet, in front him with one hand and smiled like any player interested in a challenge would. If they managed to pull this off correctly, maybe they had a chance against the dragon as well.

“Glacies...” he began by pointing his scepter at the orc, stopped briefly and continued “Oh, whatever. Кучи студ!”

With every swing of the object slashes of ice got sent at the beast. For something of its size, it dodged quickly, but with every step forward it made, it also had to move sideways and sometimes even back, in order to avoid getting frozen. As impressive as these attacks seemed, they were just for show and didn’t truly harness much power within them. They were an act set up by the magician, so that he could speak to his comrades, whilst keeping their opponent occupied.

“Leon.” he addressed the boy behind him. “Gather dusts from the ground with your wind magic and send it at that thing’s eyes. Blind that fool so he can’t see us.” Obeying the old saying that a man’s body could become iron, but his eyes could not, this would definitely work, if Feather did as told. “Riley-chan” Hakuren called out to the girl “Build up enough power and fire multiple shots at the torso. Don’t aim for the head. You’re likely to miss. Lesley, go protect Jasper. She can’t do it herself. Oi, Bear!” last he spoke to the albino behind him, not even once looking behind his back during the entire monologue. “Heal us up every now and then when you notice we’ve gone down to two thirds of our original amount.”

“Everyone.” Hakuren said as a slash of ice finally managed to scratch the monster’s leg and it noticed that this attack was fake. “Make a wish.” he grinned.

Already having captured the orc’s attention, Hakuren leapt forward and then quickly to the side, sending a couple of sharp ice pieces at the enemy. As much as he would have liked to sit up in a tree and make Hell fall on this thing’s head, someone had to play the role of distraction. Of course, he didn’t intend to do it for long. He would switch with Leon as soon as the blinding wind spell was done. However, for now he circled at a good distance around the monster, sending spear after spear of ice. Every now and then he would jump into the air and land on an ice step, in order to avoid an attack. There was no point in freezing the ground or create a garden of ice roses. If that thing could crush trees, a wall of ice would have to be quite thick to block it and creating one would take far too much effort and time, not to mention enjoyment.

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Well, due to taking my time to read through a ~certain game~ and its sequel (Avian~ I know where you are from now~), I didn't post today X3 Gonna post tomorrow.
Fox-chan, could you not post with Riley before me? I'll appreciate it =3 Haku's not going to do some super attack, but his attack will in turn give Riley an opening.

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

I saw/read everything on my phone. This is what happened:

Haku's reaction:


My reaction:

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Oh, I have time to ask Jasper questions! =D

Jasper, dearest~

1. How did you feel during your first kiss?
2. How did you feel during your second kiss?
3. Who would you like to have as a third?
4. Who was a better kisser? Hakuren or Harper?
5. If you had to kiss a toad, in order to turn it back to a charming prince, would you kiss it?
6. How do you feel now that you're in the same group as Hakuren, with Ace and Harper being ~nowhere~ in sight?
7. What kind of coffee do you like?
8. What is the best fortune (sheet) you have gotten with your coffee?
9. Do you feel special now that you are in the scarf team?
10. Have you ever met another albino?

6 AM...Yesterday

Again with the "Shin Megami Tensei" thing. I've only played "Devil Survivor 1" and I haven't even finished the whole thing (although I know what's going to happen in the end). This is not a copy, if that was what you meant. This is completely my own idea.

As for the balance, it's surprising that we are currently very well balanced. And yes, there is still room. However, everyone, I would like to start this weekend, so I would like you to finish up your sheets. I will also do my part in completing my own character's "History" section. So, lets get ready~ The game is about to start~

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

It was delightful to laugh away the time that did not exist. Hakuren found Harper’s remark amusing and wasn’t surprised at the fact that the boy could not answer him, albeit it was slightly disappointing that he didn’t even attempt to guess. Seeing as an answer was being anticipated, the mage decided to enlighten his knight companion.
“A laugh.” he told him with a short giggle.
Before the boys could delve into a proper conversation, a loud demanding voice let out a complaint for all that was around to hear. It was Riley and, apparently, she did not find the steady movement of the group pleasing at all. And with good reason. Despite there not being any time in existence, the welkin’s colour was certainly changing in a manner similar to the one on Earth. The two experienced guides were standing further along the path, observing the mountains in the distance. Without a doubt, their route was to go through there. After all, the dragon had been said to live somewhere up between the crags and cliffs, where no foreign foot could reach. It was no secret that their target’s lair was lay ahead.

Serenade, the black rabbit, had chosen to accompany the mercenaries on their journey and, once she had explained the need of the element of surprise, she told everyone to leave their mounts. Although it was not intended to sound as an order, rather as an instruction, the seriousness of her tone made the humans obey and they unsaddled. Whilst some had a rather emotional farewell with their Chocobos, Hakuren simply gave the female bird a good pat on the neck for a job well done, which she seemingly liked, judging by her light chirps of happiness. But it was when all of the avians let out calls at once that it became obvious why traveling on foot was a wise decision. They were noisy critters, their chorus echoed through the surroundings, making it evident that there was someone at the base of the mountain. If they were taken any further, they would be a perfect alarm clock for the fire-breathing beast, as well as for other predators that were lurking around in the woods.

With the last of the goodbyes now given, the creatures headed back to what looked like a blurry miniature figure. It had not felt like a long travel, yet they had made such progress from the castle. It was remarkable, something the green-blue-eyed youngster found intriguing. As much he would have liked to observe the birds retreat and measure the length of the road, his group would not have waited for him, if he had chosen to do so, thus the young man followed suit and began walking up the dirty unpaved path.
Just like any hike up the mountain, this was no easy task to accomplish and it didn’t take too long before the first complaints arrived, as well as suggestions on how to make this climb much easier. Upon one of Riley’s everso energetic proposals, which placed forth the idea of using Leon’s wind magic as a boost, Inadi retorted quickly, stating that it would be unwise to waste their precious energy on something so trivial. Indeed, the lightning magician was correct. It was risky to create a distortion through magic in this area so very early on. It was impudent to find an easy way out of this situation. One had to carry the burdens and endure the pain, in order for victory to taste sweet and be satisfying. But, most of all,...it was rather boring. Quite tedious, if you were to ask Hakuren. He did not think such a decision was foolish, yet found it more or less a waste. If they were given supernatural powers, they were meant to use them and, in battle, it was best to utilize their abilities properly and the only method of learning currently available to the novices was practice. Learning from one’s mistakes was proper education. Whilst they would be able to remain whole until they reached the dragon’s den by following Inadi’s opinion, once face to face with the tremendous beast, it would be as if they were gingermen freshly taken out of the oven. Not at all hardened and easily burning the flesh.

This being said, the ice wizard could not help but go against his comrade’s advice.
During his ascend up the rocky path, he had taken his scepter off his back and used it as a walking stick. In the process of having it assist his balance, the young man had inspected the object thoroughly, yet had not discovered anything astounding or remarkable. The pole itself was black and was as tall as him in height, made of something rather hard and strong, yet light like bamboo. The smiling moon piece was bigger in size than his own head, its gem sparkling lightly, much like his amulet. This was both favorable and not. There would be a source of light when the sun completely sank into the depths of the earth, yet this source of brightness could also attract unwanted attention. Nevertheless, as a whole, this staff had the potential to be lethal if a precise attack was executed with brute force. Whilst he noted how the moon at the top of his possession could serve a purpose similar to the blade of a scythe, he remembered Pinky and that awful smack she had given him with her pipe. If given the chance, the boy planned to gladly return the ‘favor’.

For a moment, Hakuren stopped in the middle of the track, in order to look upwards. Darkness was looming over the mountain tops, a ghostly white mist gracefully sliding around them. One could only stare in awe at these titans of rock, which were forever locked between the sky and land. The forest was quiet, not a bird to be heard, yet the group was not in the very depths of the woods. Rather, they were on a rocky periphery of sorts, a road which had been used in the past, thus local fauna did not dare come near. It was most likely for the best. Unexpected occurrences were not something some of them could handle well.
Taking into account all that was before them, the mage turned his scepter upside-down, so that the moon could face the ground, and mumbled:

“Glacies spiritus tormento”

In an instant, a huge piece of ice blasted him forward into the air. More precisely speaking, the ice, which had formed beneath him, was under such high pressure that it sent the human up into the air, leaving an enormous pike-like structure in the place where he had stood. This was quite the predicament indeed. Even for Hakuren, being shot up the trail was a new and rather unexpected way of transportation. Fortunately, the lad wasn’t sent too high, yet the figures of his comrades could easily fit in his hand. Having gained some altitude, naturally, what went up had to come down. As helpful as that law of physics often was, in this case landing on several cold hard rocks was not going to be a pleasant experience. In the nick of time, if there even was one, a solution to this little problem had to be found and, thankfully for him, his mind came up with one.

“Labor lapsus.”

It was not something magnificent or elaborate. Simply a slide, which formed rather nicely below him and lead to solid ground. This is not to say that the glide downwards and reaching of the bottom were comfortable. Overall, Hakuren gave the ride a C+ for “cool”, but it was not without its remarks. There were several bumps of improperly formed ice and the surface itself was rather rough, however, the impact was lighter than a flat fall from the heavens. Appropriate for practical needs, such as “quick saves”, yet not something worth adding to a theme park, it was an efficient emergency parachute.
Once more on his two feet, the magician looked back towards the rest of his group. He had not gone too far ahead, for all of the members were visible, their moans and groans still audible, but was currently in the lead. Rather than continue onwards, the young man leaned back on a colossal rock and patiently waited for the rest to catch up. Venturing further into the unknown and being the first in line was foolish, considering the fact that he had drained half of the liquid in his amulet in that stunt. Despite knowing that danger lurked behind every corner, it was a price he was willing to pay. Experimenting with this marvelous power was entertaining and made him even more curious about what he could do. One thing was certain, though. His scepter was not a witch’s broom.

Drop by drop the substance rose. Step by step the humans climbed. Hakuren, who observed in his moment of rest, found the nature that was around them to be very peaceful. There was something mystical about the forest at sunset. It was as if the trees were saying goodnight to one another before falling to sleep. It was as if the light was dying out, soundlessly screaming in sadness. It was wonderful. There had not been a single obstacle to block their way. Odd as it was, the black-blue-haired traveler remembered the cat bus. It had been just as pleasant and in a moment just as this one something out of the ordinary had happened. He could not help but wonder if this would be the case as well. A quiet before the storm.

‘So far, so good. Nothing has come in the way. If we keep going at this pace, we’ll face the dragon and be done with this quickly...Really now, it’s quite a shame. And to think we were given such awesome abilities. Wish we had more ~time~ to use them.’

A prophet or a guy who just likes summoning bad luck for his own amusement. It was of no importance.

An anthem of howls began, breaking the serenity of the atmosphere. Something rustled between the bushes. Something slid within the shadows. Paws pattered on hard soil. The sound of Serenade’s call announced the beginning of the attack.
A gust of wind blew from all sides, hitting the unsuspecting party. Growls and snarls came from the darkness between the trees before the enemy stepped into the light.
Wolves. As cliche as they were, these creatures were not at all ordinary if compared to their Earthly counterparts. These beings were magical, each being one of the four colous, yellow, green, white and red, respectively controlling one specific natural ability, over lightning, earth, air or fire. In addition, they belonged not so much to the physical as to the spiritual world, to that of their element. They were ghost-like, as if illusions created by trickery. Merging completely with what they possessed, only flashes of their outlines appeared when the said power was in use.
Lightning struck as one of the wolves snapped at the intruders. Several plants were lit on fire as another’s fur stood on end whilst letting out a low growl. And the wind kept howling on and on.
Both Avian and Serenade prepared for battle and yelled to the humans to take refuge in a nearby cave. Hakuren, who was barely able to hear a word due to the undying air current, made out what had been ordered through the guides’ gestures and terrified expressions and took a couple of steps, only to halt and watch once more as vines sprouted from the ground and took the Nowhereians hostage. In attempt to fend off this threat, one of the girls of a flame, Riley, manifested a ball of fire in order to counterattack. Although it was not hearable, it was obvious by the desperate widening and closing of the black bunny girl’s mouth that she was trying to reason with the young lady. Yet the lass proved just how suitable her magic’s nature was by not heeding anyone’s words of advice. She proceeded with her offensive movements, only to be blown off her footing and off the mountain itself.

‘Ah, another one went down the drain.’ Hakuren sighed in his mind.

There was no use mourning. Best keep those who remained alive. With the storm not even considering a ceasefire, the young man with the moon staff stayed low to the ground as he made his way to the cave. As unthinkable as it was, he actually stopped to look behind himself, in order to check on his companions. The motive was mere curiosity concerning the situation on the field and if there had been any more casualties, but at the sight of a flame tailing after Harper and a couple of others, he couldn’t help but stay awhile.
“Acus gelidus.” he let out a shout, creating a couple of big ice spikes in the fire wolf’s way.
This allowed the retreating group to reach the safety of the cave, but also decreased the liquid inside Hakuren’s charm, which now reached a line significantly below the middle. His head was pounding slightly and one or two stars flickered on and off in front of his vision.

’How bothersome. Seems it’s time to take my leave, stage right.’
‘What’s so weird about you?’ an echo reached from the back of his mind.
‘..? Huh?’

Standing in a daze, something temporarily shut the young man’s switch off, isolating him from reality. A voice? It was definitely not his own, but it sounded familiar. Quite certainly, he had heard the line before. Yet who had asked him such a thing? Him, of all people. None of the close friends he could still recall had ever inquired such a thing. Who was it? Someone who couldn’t see the difference between him and the rest? That was new and it made the youngster smirk. How naive, how innocent was that person? Or was it sarcasm? It pestered him, since he could not remember. There was something strange about this one-liner memory, which possessed no visuals whatsoever. A feeling quite peculiar. It made him feel cold.
Just as quickly as it had came, the haze vanished from his eyes, only to reveal to the wizard that he was no longer in his now former position. At present, he was losing altitude rapidly, along with Lesley, Leon and Jasper.
How it had come to this he had absolutely no idea and, with all honesty, he couldn’t care less. Once more, something was required to break his fall. Stretching his hand out and grabbing Leon by the shoulder, seeing as the two were close to each other, and grinned.
“Well, buddy, now’s your time to shine.” he told him, whilst his hair was being blown upwards, which from his perspective was to the side. Darn, that ponytail was out.
(insert Leon commentary)
Without much effort, Leon displayed the capability of his newfound power. It was handy to have an air-bender in a situation such as this one, for he was capable of slowing down the speed with which they fell, calming the air around them. As they descended, they carefully avoided the many branches of the century-old trees, before softly landing on the ground below.
“Nicely done, Leo-kun.” Hakuren congratulated him “Remind me to give you a cookie sometime around.”

forest

Turning left and right, it looked as though they had landed in the middle of the heart of the forest. The trees stood tall, towering above them, their crowns lush and spreading out like an umbrella on a rainy day. Light barely reached the forest floor, where thin wisps of mist crept about here and there. Peculiar lights twinkled from time to time, as if they were fireflies, yet were not yellow. Rather, pink and green could ofttimes be seen, rarely ginger and blue. The air was damp, it felt so to the skin. Only sounds which resembled those of known bugs could be heard, sometimes even something close to a frog’s call. Not a person, other than the humans, could be seen or heard. They were alone.

“Everyone, lets regroup. We’re not out of the woods, yet.” Hakuren spoke, smiling as always. Strolling towards one of the trees, he had noticed that Lesley was lifelessly draped over a branch, and had taken an interest in whether or not the rainbow-lover was still with them. Panter was still breathing, but certainly did not seem like an early bird. Pressing the moon of his staff against their face from below, the ice magician asked “Oi, Lesley? A rainbow’s supposed to rise and shine.”

Just how long this pink-haired individual could stand this freezingly cold pillow and the cold that was being unconsciously emitted from Hakuren was questionable, yet the green-blue-eyed man knew it would not take too long.