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Current "An apology is a promise to do things differently next time, and to keep the promise." - Ging Freecss
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“If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.” ― Nikola Tesla
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“I think and think for months and years. Ninety-nine times, the conclusion is false. The hundredth time I am right.” – Albert Einstein
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“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.” ― Rumi
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“Stand in the ashes of a trillion dead souls, and asks the ghosts if honor matters. The silence is your answer.” ― Javik
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@vancexentan I've been attempting to juggle IRL and my rps. I'm def going to get a post out soon, if I don't tonight though it probably won't be until tomorrow around six or seven PM. I work tomorrow.
I'm also here. Was going to post days ago but I kept getting caught up in sporadically working on my CS. It's almost done btw but I wanted to go ahead and make it known that @Kal-El wasn't alone.





The Shady Tavern
The Night Before


Oben returned from his latest venture in the dungeons exhausted and battered. Monster blood hung on his armor and a nasty gash to the side of his head slicked his right side with the warm liquid. The shoddy cabin that was his home and Tyche's poorly maintained residence was quiet. The moon overhead sweetened the silence as Oben stepped over sleeping forms, making the isolation he was currently enduring numb. With mute steps he headed up the stairs and paused at his door. He sighed, wishing that he had made it back sooner so that Tyche could have wished him sweet dreams. Whenever she didn't he always dreamed of those bloody figures on the ground. Tyche's Tavern, though larger, reminded him too much of his first waking.

It was unfortunate that her door was tightly shut.

He twisted the brass knob to his door and pushing it open. Sitting on his poorly made bed, bathe in a pillar of silver, was Tyche. She was nodded between sleep, holding a cream envelope in her loose grasp. Oben smiled faintly even while curiosity had begun to knock on the back of his mind. He strode over and gently shook her shoulder. She roused awake, her sunburnt eyes aglow in the dimly lit room. "Oben," she muttered through sleep.

"Sorry, Goddess. I didn't mean to make you lose sleep." He smiled, his mask barely hiding it.

Tyche rubbed her eyes and begun to move in place. The letter in her hand flagged about as she did. "Of course not. How could you have known I would wait."

Lightly, Oben touched the letter. "What's this?"

"Oh, this..." A hesitance tinted her words as she explained about the invitation and downplayed the rarity of an invite to Little Valhalla. Then she squinted at him and a realization seemed to hit her hard. "Wh-What happened to you!?" she uttered. "You're bloodied from head to toe."

Oben titled his head a little and chuckled. "Nothing really. I got a little reckless is all."

Something about his tone must've bothered her greatly. She sat back stonily and begun to pull gently at her hair. "Mask off," she demanded.

Oben frowned and the atmosphere grew heavy. Slowly he removed the skull shaped mask and the facade of his voice fell away to the heaviness of his solemn eyes. "Come here. You've really done it this time." Oben sat down beside her and one of their rare moments suffused into the air. His pain had begun to fall to the wayside as he laid his head on her shoulder. Her slender hand reaching up carelessly to rub the side of his skull.

"I took on more than I could handle alone. Escaping was all I could do."

Tyche shushed him. "You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow. Find comfort in your Goddess and rest. Tomorrow I'll give you a super-duper-rare concoction, a very precious item that I won't have anymore so you better be thankful." Her voice was gentle, like a god-born wind rocking a infant's cradle, a miracle just for him.

Oben felt sleep taking him, like magic, so with his final words till sunrise he said, "Thank you, Goddess."

Little Valhalla
Present



Before he had left the tavern for Little Valhalla, Tyche had given him the healing liquid and reminded him to smile through the pain. It was hard to hide his 'truth' when his eyes were visible so he fixed his obsidian mask on and nodded. Now that he stood in the great structure that was Little Valhalla, he wondered with renewed interest just what Odin could want with him. He marveled at the grand area, mentally stretched thin by the gravity of Odin's wealth. Dahlia soon begun to speak. His hand laid comfortably on the hilt of his nodachi as he took it all in.

"Well that's really great and I'm honored to have been chosen. But I have one more question," he announced, finger slowly pointing towards Kori suddenly. "It's really cool that you have animal ears, is it magic?" he asked, reaching up slowly to touch them.

Israel, Green Sahara
@Nerevarine @Tenma Tendo

Released and now noticeably more calm, Yevon stretched his powerful muscles in his skin. It was an odd ripple that shivered through his clothes as he maneuvered tiny, nonsensical parts of his anatomy. For a moment he remained silent, thinking very deeply on the Rider's words. It was true that his Heroic Duty was tied to the girl and if the Rider was speaking the truth, than it was in turn tied to her as well. He frowned ever so slightly, recalling, in flashes, the fire and odd weapon that bloomed into existence earlier.

"Fine," he said, stepping towards the little angel. "If it means keeping the reason for my Heroic Duty safe, then I'll join you." He strode towards the Gummi Ship without another word. "I'll walk. Let her be a bit more comfortable, my legs can carry me faster than your steed could ever run."


@vancexentan I gotta see Endgame too. Smh, I hope I will this weekened.
@OwO I made the correction and I've committed the lore aspect to memory.
@vancexentan Sorry it took so long. I just wanted to be sure I wasn't skipping anyone.
Atalei didn't have much time to think. Virtue, Exia, and Dynames were already initiating the mission. Damn... Must've let my thoughts get to me. Anti-air Hellions were patrolling. "Easy targets," he told himself. Kyrios burst off from its hiding spot, shooting a series of beams at the Hellions. Two went down before they took noticed of the sunburnt gundam. They circled around, ready to attack.

Atalei strafed to the right, spinning out of range at they unleashed beams his way. Inside his cockpit, Atalei quietly prayed for them. "Rest easy soldiers. You didn't deserve this." As he flew by them at speeds unparalleled, one more was shot down. The rest behind him would have to live with knowing they failed to stop him. Several missiles were launched overhead and dropped from his flight-unit, setting off explosions and decimating a good chunk of the base below.

Kyrios shifted to his Gundam mode, turning to the doomed avengers behind him. "Just run away, flee for backup."

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@Letter Bee Awesome.
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