princess
ScreenAcne
Force and Fury
ctrlsaltdel
Snowdrops
Suicharte
Xaltwind
Remram
IzurichSaving Sparks
Burning Skies
It is late in the hours of Dami, the very end of a normal Ardanes the 23rd, with the omen of the five moons above ushering in the start of a new day. For whatever reason, you are still at school at that time, whether to study, return an assignment, some sort of catch-up test, an odd habit of yours, whatever you can imagine. Most Zenos are, and yet you’ve come to notice more footsteps in hallways and Century being where they shouldn’t. Naturally, you investigate.
It isn’t long before you are accosted by the great archivist and Arch-Zeno Sigmund Bastañer. There’s a handful of students that had been wrangled by the armed forces before they could slip out.
“There has been a catastrophe in Enth. The Sacred Tree has been attacked.” he states plainly. “A fire threatens to engulf the town of Nipton and we have decided to take action. People are dying and losing their homes by the second.” he takes in every potential volunteer with his wide-brim glasses, his expression as neutral as the professional voice he adopts. With a wave of his arm, a portal is opened to his right. “You are in no obligation to help. But for those that wish to do something, Oraff’s blessings. When it is safe, we will be sending more help.”
The first to step forward was not a student but an elderly man. Zeno Uehara Daigo, walking at a brisk pace with his cane. “A pile of old bones taking the leap should be enough to spur a few more into action.” he partially jested with a chuckle.
Desmond took in a breath and sighed as he walked. He thought to himself as he carried a stack of papers.
Work. Work. Work. Work. Work.
He has been working countless hours. Running an arsenal. Assisting with the influx of refugees via a soup kitchen. Struggling to even get work for the people who look to him as their sole source of income. He's even been preparing to go to work in other nations. So being a student at Ersand'Ernise has become more of a struggle.
Desmond had taken up doing extra work outside of class hours as a way to ensure he is able to maintain some level of credibility. Yet since his time coming back from saving Tommy, he has been slacking in his other magics. They haven't been developing as much as the Zeno's would like. He understood the concepts, and was able to even apply them, yet they expected more.
So Desmond decided with some of the little free time he had, he needed to do more school work to improve. If for nothing else, to get the Zeno's off of his back. So today was a surprise when he witnessed Century were moving where they shouldn't. With a healthy distrust/wariness of the Century, Desmond decided to investigate.
Just to get rounded up and brought to hear what was happening. Without much of a second thought, Desmond answered, "After you Zeno Daigo, I'll be coming along".
The group arrived at the outskirts of Nipton at the Northwest evacuation camp. A few people can be found wounded and being tended to, but most were mostly frightened. Nobody came to tell any of them what to do or even give information of the situation. Just the rising flames in front of them. This giant tree, now an obelisk of orange and white in the heart of the city, blocks out the five full moons with its ceaseless discharge of smoke. It reeks everywhere.
The loud cracking of wood being burned en masse does little to hide the screams of fear and pain of the people, still trapped in their burning homes. Then there are the sporadic ‘pops’, akin to gunshots but stronger, yet also too swift and fleeting to be a cannon shot.
There’s no time to waste, they came here for a reason!
Desmond began run towards the south. He saw the others seemed almost too willing to let the place be left to its own devices. It had a river near, which was more than capable of helping, he knew they couldn’t beat back the fires alone. He began to look around once he made his way to the South.
There is a warehouse there is some manure in a warehouse that if it explodes could be dangerous. Yet it was not the top of his priority.
There is a pressence in a home, small and by them self. They are calling for help, but there aren't too much fire.
In the stables there is horses that are spooked.
Yet the thing that Desmond noticed that needed his attention the most was a stampede at the gate. It seemed the gate is broken some how and there is stone in the way. People couldn’t pass through and they all began to panic.
Desmond realized that he should clear the way. He began to use chemical magic to set up small explosives in key points to clear out the gate and rubble to clear a larger passage for those who are starting to stampede. The moment the explosions went off, the stampede stopped. Their panic seemed to disappear for a moment trying to figure out what happened. However, they then noticed that a way was clear and they began to disperse.
Work. Work. Work. Work. Work.
He has been working countless hours. Running an arsenal. Assisting with the influx of refugees via a soup kitchen. Struggling to even get work for the people who look to him as their sole source of income. He's even been preparing to go to work in other nations. So being a student at Ersand'Ernise has become more of a struggle.
Desmond had taken up doing extra work outside of class hours as a way to ensure he is able to maintain some level of credibility. Yet since his time coming back from saving Tommy, he has been slacking in his other magics. They haven't been developing as much as the Zeno's would like. He understood the concepts, and was able to even apply them, yet they expected more.
So Desmond decided with some of the little free time he had, he needed to do more school work to improve. If for nothing else, to get the Zeno's off of his back. So today was a surprise when he witnessed Century were moving where they shouldn't. With a healthy distrust/wariness of the Century, Desmond decided to investigate.
Just to get rounded up and brought to hear what was happening. Without much of a second thought, Desmond answered, "After you Zeno Daigo, I'll be coming along".
The group arrived at the outskirts of Nipton at the Northwest evacuation camp. A few people can be found wounded and being tended to, but most were mostly frightened. Nobody came to tell any of them what to do or even give information of the situation. Just the rising flames in front of them. This giant tree, now an obelisk of orange and white in the heart of the city, blocks out the five full moons with its ceaseless discharge of smoke. It reeks everywhere.
The loud cracking of wood being burned en masse does little to hide the screams of fear and pain of the people, still trapped in their burning homes. Then there are the sporadic ‘pops’, akin to gunshots but stronger, yet also too swift and fleeting to be a cannon shot.
There’s no time to waste, they came here for a reason!
Desmond began run towards the south. He saw the others seemed almost too willing to let the place be left to its own devices. It had a river near, which was more than capable of helping, he knew they couldn’t beat back the fires alone. He began to look around once he made his way to the South.
There is a warehouse there is some manure in a warehouse that if it explodes could be dangerous. Yet it was not the top of his priority.
There is a pressence in a home, small and by them self. They are calling for help, but there aren't too much fire.
In the stables there is horses that are spooked.
Yet the thing that Desmond noticed that needed his attention the most was a stampede at the gate. It seemed the gate is broken some how and there is stone in the way. People couldn’t pass through and they all began to panic.
Desmond realized that he should clear the way. He began to use chemical magic to set up small explosives in key points to clear out the gate and rubble to clear a larger passage for those who are starting to stampede. The moment the explosions went off, the stampede stopped. Their panic seemed to disappear for a moment trying to figure out what happened. However, they then noticed that a way was clear and they began to disperse.
Desmond began to watch the fire from the tree began to fall. Tree limber began to fall onto the stock pile warehouse is now on fire. He could smell the fumes begin to ignite and pop.
Yet that wasn't his only worry. He watched as the house with a small presence within had embers fall down onto it. Beginning to ignite the roofing and other parts. Desmond looked around as he roared out, "To the warehouse!"
Desmond began running over as he began to pull from the fire on the house with the little pressence in it. Using the energy from the fire to continually launch water from the river onto the warehouse.
As he did he pulled on his energy more and more, yet it was not enough. People began to make their way over, and still, for mundane people, and one man with just enough RAS to light a campfire. They were not enough.
The flames were too mighty for Desmond to fully quell.
Just a spark was needed to cause the whole thing to blow.
One lone soldier was simply not too much. But, from the dark came a singular bolt. The fire, once an immovable threat, had just ... Disappeared.
"I was worried I'd have to do that for the whole establishment." spoke Tannifer, manifested right next to Desmond.
The part of the roof had been ported to the void, and soon replaced with a near-identical replica. Void stuff. "Well done", She said.
"Thank you ma'am", Desmond responded.
Yet that wasn't his only worry. He watched as the house with a small presence within had embers fall down onto it. Beginning to ignite the roofing and other parts. Desmond looked around as he roared out, "To the warehouse!"
Desmond began running over as he began to pull from the fire on the house with the little pressence in it. Using the energy from the fire to continually launch water from the river onto the warehouse.
As he did he pulled on his energy more and more, yet it was not enough. People began to make their way over, and still, for mundane people, and one man with just enough RAS to light a campfire. They were not enough.
The flames were too mighty for Desmond to fully quell.
Just a spark was needed to cause the whole thing to blow.
One lone soldier was simply not too much. But, from the dark came a singular bolt. The fire, once an immovable threat, had just ... Disappeared.
"I was worried I'd have to do that for the whole establishment." spoke Tannifer, manifested right next to Desmond.
The part of the roof had been ported to the void, and soon replaced with a near-identical replica. Void stuff. "Well done", She said.
"Thank you ma'am", Desmond responded.
Desmond began to look around, he could feel the presence in the house slowly fading. His eye locked onto the window of the house as he rushed towards it. Desmond sprinted like a madman as the moment he neared the house he lept and shifted his shoulder to slam into the window.
Fire exploded out as he leaped through. Desmond's boots slammed into the ground as wooden beams began to fall. His eyes quickly darted around as he could hear the faintest cry of a kitten. He began to look around as a wooden beam came falling down as it slammed into Desmond. He shifted his foot back as he took it to the back and shifted, holding up the beam before he threw the beam off entirely.
He turned to the couch and made his way over as he grabbed it and lifted it out of the wat where he saw a kitten geist cat. So small it was almost impossible to see within the smoke.
He took the kitten into his arms as he began to see another beam above him began to fall. His head flicked up as he kicked upwards. Slamming his foot into the beam and shattering it before he dashed towards the window.
Launching himself out of it as following behind him was an explosion of fire trying to engulf him. He landed to the ground, as he rolled on his shoulder and back as he lifted himself up. Checking the kitten as behind him the house collapsed into a fiery explosion.
Fire exploded out as he leaped through. Desmond's boots slammed into the ground as wooden beams began to fall. His eyes quickly darted around as he could hear the faintest cry of a kitten. He began to look around as a wooden beam came falling down as it slammed into Desmond. He shifted his foot back as he took it to the back and shifted, holding up the beam before he threw the beam off entirely.
He turned to the couch and made his way over as he grabbed it and lifted it out of the wat where he saw a kitten geist cat. So small it was almost impossible to see within the smoke.
He took the kitten into his arms as he began to see another beam above him began to fall. His head flicked up as he kicked upwards. Slamming his foot into the beam and shattering it before he dashed towards the window.
Launching himself out of it as following behind him was an explosion of fire trying to engulf him. He landed to the ground, as he rolled on his shoulder and back as he lifted himself up. Checking the kitten as behind him the house collapsed into a fiery explosion.
He began to look around more as he began to see the fires began to roar and ignite. It was strange as he began to hear countless explosions going off. At first they were in the distance, yet the moment Desmond saw what was like a meteorite falling from the sky and into the warehouse, he knew the time was up. He looked around as he saw the horses were still there. Then an idea popped into his head as he rushed over and began to use binding to tear away the fence and release the horses.The moment they eached dashed off, Desmond saw as each of the horses ran, as the first one to burst off was the one he chose to mount. It was a spry colt who seemed to be the first to fire off, Desmond flew up and landed upon the horses back.
He had no reigns for the horse, yet it did not matter. Desmond took hold of the horse’s neck to keep his balance while also having a connecting point to begin to use chemical magic to try and keep the horse calm. As the horses stampeded forward, Desmond continued to see these strange glowing rocks fall from the sky. The moment they touched the ground, they exploded and began to set more fires. The explosions began to scare the horses as Desmond realized that if he did nothing they would scatter. Desmond began to pull from the heat and explosions around him. Drawing the energy as he began to create bubbles of silence around the horses' heads as he began to manipulate the light, not even allowing them to see. He pulled upon their noses and guided them to the gates as the small meteors continued to fall.
The horses followed his magical commands, allowing Desmond to bring the horses out of the fire and into the safety of the camp within moments. There he began to see the many people beginning to look at him as behind him the warehouse exploded. Causing a cascading of billowing fires as he was cast in shadow by it. He strangely looked heroic in this scene. Desmond heard the meowing and cries from the cat within his pocket as he pulled it out and asked a simple question, ”Did anyone lose a cat?”.
He had no reigns for the horse, yet it did not matter. Desmond took hold of the horse’s neck to keep his balance while also having a connecting point to begin to use chemical magic to try and keep the horse calm. As the horses stampeded forward, Desmond continued to see these strange glowing rocks fall from the sky. The moment they touched the ground, they exploded and began to set more fires. The explosions began to scare the horses as Desmond realized that if he did nothing they would scatter. Desmond began to pull from the heat and explosions around him. Drawing the energy as he began to create bubbles of silence around the horses' heads as he began to manipulate the light, not even allowing them to see. He pulled upon their noses and guided them to the gates as the small meteors continued to fall.
The horses followed his magical commands, allowing Desmond to bring the horses out of the fire and into the safety of the camp within moments. There he began to see the many people beginning to look at him as behind him the warehouse exploded. Causing a cascading of billowing fires as he was cast in shadow by it. He strangely looked heroic in this scene. Desmond heard the meowing and cries from the cat within his pocket as he pulled it out and asked a simple question, ”Did anyone lose a cat?”.
Desmond had been walking around the camp. He was looking to find if anyone had lost a cat. A few spoke of them losing one, yet no kitten, and certainly not a geist cat. However, he had been pointed into the direction of a little girl who has been lamenting about her cat that was lost in a fire.
Desmond made his way over to the child through directions and descriptions. After a bit of talking around he was finally able to find the little girl as he knelt down to ask her.
"Hey little lady, I was wondering if this was your cat?"
Desmond held in his arms the kitten like a baby. Sleeping from the exhausting experience and a touch of chemical magic so it would not become startled from the people around.
Young Gloria, an eleven year old brunette that had found refuge in the Northwest camp, had cried, trantrumed and grieved her lost kitten throughout the night. The prospect of getting her rare kitten back had become an impossibility and her immature view of the world made her only see this loss and not the luck she and her family had of being alive and together.
But miracles sometimes happened. The Goddess of Fortune was not a Yasoi-only deity.
"Eshi!" she squealed, the kitten lost in a nap slowly came too with the biggest dose of grogginess it had ever experienced in its short life. The youth was quick to grab her ghastly feline for a hug. "Thank you, thank you!" she celebrated, nuzzling her still confused cat-toddler. "Thank you so much." Eshi began to purr, and so did Gloria in her immense joy.
Desmond chuckled, "Of course, I'm happy I got Eshi back to you".
Desmond lightly petted Gloria's head as she nuzzled her cat. He looked around as he thought for a moment and asked, "So how'd you get separated from Eshi?"
Gloria's attention was on the kitten, giggling every time it tried to meow, though hardly a peep came from it.
"We couldn't find him." she said with a shrug. "Mum said we had to run but I didn't wanna. I think Eshi got scared of all the booms." she laid a smooch on the tiny being's head.
Desmond nodded as he listened to Gloria's thoughts on why Eshi hid, "Booms? That sounds quite scary. Did you know where they were from?"
Gloria shook her head. "Dunno, they just started when I was sleeping." she peered up toward Desmond when the kitten started to knead. "They were everywhere, a lot on the tree, I think."
Desmond nodded, "I see, that had to be real scary".
He began to look around as he thought, "Oh, where are your parents. I think they would be happy to hear Eshi is safe".
Gloria perked up and twisted to find her parents. "Over there." she pointed with her free hand.
There was a woman with a patched up leg while the man who wore a cap had just brought in rations for them to eat. "They're kinda cranky."
Desmond began to take the girl over to reunite her family. Helping them a bit more as he had finally found the owner of the cat. While they may not be incredibly happy of the cat's return. It should at least be of some consolation as then their child would no longer be crying of her lost kitten.
Now it is time for Desmond to try and find the owner of all those horses. He turned and looked to the herd and sighed. 'Well at least the worst is over'
Desmond made his way over to the child through directions and descriptions. After a bit of talking around he was finally able to find the little girl as he knelt down to ask her.
"Hey little lady, I was wondering if this was your cat?"
Desmond held in his arms the kitten like a baby. Sleeping from the exhausting experience and a touch of chemical magic so it would not become startled from the people around.
Young Gloria, an eleven year old brunette that had found refuge in the Northwest camp, had cried, trantrumed and grieved her lost kitten throughout the night. The prospect of getting her rare kitten back had become an impossibility and her immature view of the world made her only see this loss and not the luck she and her family had of being alive and together.
But miracles sometimes happened. The Goddess of Fortune was not a Yasoi-only deity.
"Eshi!" she squealed, the kitten lost in a nap slowly came too with the biggest dose of grogginess it had ever experienced in its short life. The youth was quick to grab her ghastly feline for a hug. "Thank you, thank you!" she celebrated, nuzzling her still confused cat-toddler. "Thank you so much." Eshi began to purr, and so did Gloria in her immense joy.
Desmond chuckled, "Of course, I'm happy I got Eshi back to you".
Desmond lightly petted Gloria's head as she nuzzled her cat. He looked around as he thought for a moment and asked, "So how'd you get separated from Eshi?"
Gloria's attention was on the kitten, giggling every time it tried to meow, though hardly a peep came from it.
"We couldn't find him." she said with a shrug. "Mum said we had to run but I didn't wanna. I think Eshi got scared of all the booms." she laid a smooch on the tiny being's head.
Desmond nodded as he listened to Gloria's thoughts on why Eshi hid, "Booms? That sounds quite scary. Did you know where they were from?"
Gloria shook her head. "Dunno, they just started when I was sleeping." she peered up toward Desmond when the kitten started to knead. "They were everywhere, a lot on the tree, I think."
Desmond nodded, "I see, that had to be real scary".
He began to look around as he thought, "Oh, where are your parents. I think they would be happy to hear Eshi is safe".
Gloria perked up and twisted to find her parents. "Over there." she pointed with her free hand.
There was a woman with a patched up leg while the man who wore a cap had just brought in rations for them to eat. "They're kinda cranky."
Desmond began to take the girl over to reunite her family. Helping them a bit more as he had finally found the owner of the cat. While they may not be incredibly happy of the cat's return. It should at least be of some consolation as then their child would no longer be crying of her lost kitten.
Now it is time for Desmond to try and find the owner of all those horses. He turned and looked to the herd and sighed. 'Well at least the worst is over'
