Everflame: The Shard

[kivabunny]

"whats that look for?" aeron asked cautiously.

[tangletail]

 “Well,” the cat stated in nearly sarcastic tone while raising his hands up, and rolling his eye and persing his lips, “then let’s make this quick then~”  He turned about and  before began jogging down the hallway, ignoring the feeling of dizziness he had began to endure from his own mentality causing the path to warp and twist to his own eyes. He did not seem to notice the chill that was looming from behind as his pace began to pick up. “Tell me more about these chosen. Is it some childish legend of some foretold warriors?  Because I really don’t see a mere man being able to stop a walking corpse puppet, especially if he can freely move about in outer space without being torn apart by a hard vacuum or exploding.”
When the hall had finally grown to dark to see the cat quickly slowed down to a halt only to pull his flashlight from his belt and flick it on, and thus illuminating the path down to the door.
 

[Cifero Windtail]

"whats that look for?" aeron asked cautiously.

Feuilly stood up and looked at Aeron.
"I think I'd like to be your friend." he said. "You seem like a very nice person... plus, I'm going to need all the help I can get if I want to fufill my quest."
The crat extended his left paw.
"So what do you say?" he asked. "Will you join me?"

[kivabunny]

aeron began to extend his paw to shake the crats' "wait what quest?" he asked pulling away.

[Cifero Windtail]

"Yeah, Feuilly," Viola said, getting up and dusting herself off. "What are you doing? All I know is that you're looking for some army or something..."

The crat nodded. "Alright. It's only fair that I tell you guys what you're getting into." He walked over to the fire and sat down, motioning for them to follow.

[kivabunny]

"army?" aeron said following "how could i be useful? i dont even know who i'm supposed to be loyal to."he sat down on a small boulder,"i want to help you guys but i don't know my past, for all i know we could be enemies."

[Cifero Windtail]

Feuilly smiled.
"Sir... I've never met you before now," he said. "I doubt that we're enemies."
Viola grinned at Aeron, wagging her tail.
"Well, you're definitely new to me," the kangaroo answered. "I suppose that that means that none of us are enemies, huh?"

[kivabunny]

"I guess so..." aeron slowly shook the crats paw "i just have a few questions, who would do this to me?,where can i find them, and why did you help me?"

[Cifero Windtail]

Feuilly nodded his head pensively.
"Hmm... well, to answer your second queston," he said, "why wouldn't we help you? You were bleeding and beaten on the side of the road! We couldn't just leave you there."
"As for your other question..."
The crat looked from left to right.
"Well... that answer's a bit... complicated."

[kivabunny]

"complicated how?"

[Cifero Windtail]

Feuilly bit his lip.
"Well... I have no idea where they really are."

[kivabunny]

"but do you know who they are?" aeron asked anxiously.

[Cifero Windtail]

"Well... yes," Feuilly said. "Otherwise none of us would be here..."

[Asia Kali Yusufzai]

The great lizard narrowed his eyes at Aria.
"So I was right. You are her. You understand me, and wave that voice around like a flag, drenched in Seeker's pain. Though even though you hear my words, i doubt you know what i talk about." He opened his jaw and Dim Lane dropped, sprawled on the grass as he scrambled away, flapping over to Aria. He stood in front of her, pushing back.
"Let's just back away slowly, that should work, right?" the raven said.
The lizard shifted his shoulders to keep the unconscious girl balanced comfortably. "You can call me whatever you will, though my friend here calls me Saviour." He gestured to the girl. He turned his head and gripped her in his mouth. A haze of light hissed among his teeth and the girl whimpered as he lay her on the floor in front. "She is not okay. Maybe you can help that." Black ooze dribbled out of her. "Her name is Little Hands."







As the creature scrambled away, Neesa leapt up to the rooftops, watching a silhouette hop across the city wall. She beat the floor, launching herself after them, perching herself at the wall as she spied the pair encircled by the beasts. She slumped, kicked at the air and pulled fingers through her hair.
"Ugh," she mumbled to herself. "What the hell is this." She studied from afar, keeping low to not stick out from the wall.





Andreya and the pair of minks huddled along behind.
"Well I had a theory," Perra said. Beem prodded him in the back.
"It's my theory," he had an indignant tone and a hurt expression.
"Yeah but i can explain it better." Perra replied. Beem folded his arms and pouted, shivering a little in the cold. Perra continued regardless. "Basically we think the shard is just that, a shard. It looks like his true self shattered across the stars and we've only brought back a small part of that. If what we understand of Nero's full power is true, we should be dead already." Beem nodded in large swoops as though he were bowing, while Andreya put her hand to her hair, pulling strands as she thought.
"So a chosen person could beat him?" she asked.
"Oh a supremely powerful one, maybe," Perra said. "He's still a God after all." Beem looked out the window. He couldn't see anything. When Leo turned his light on, both the minks jumped.
"What is that?" Beem squeaked a little loud, while the pair of them swarmed around Leo's device. General Caisen giglde and stepped past them, opening the door, which let the light spill in and illuminate a tightly packed mass of shelves filled with odd shaped jars. The musty smell of dead plants permeated through the room.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Talin couldn't tell how much time had passed since he started walking, mostly because his several years in jail cells threw off his idea of how much time passes between the sun rising, and the sun setting. He was aware of his progress though, as he could make out the city in the distance. He couldn't help but feel nostalgia for the days before he became 'a violent criminal'. He could remember being the center of attention and gossip, how he would be an assistant instructor under Master Akela once he finished his primary duty as a battle-ready Chosen. He was well on his way of elevating his family out of the poor class and into the upper-middle class of Tina City. All he needed was a mate and he would have had a grand life.

He could feel the fur under his eyes getting wet as the thought of a 'mate' brought up the days of his imprisonment, his fancy for Tizzarath not only alleviating the boredom and depression, but also giving him some foolish hope that he might be free when his 'episode' was forgotten to the passage of time. He had worked to control the flow of information, and now no longer suffered from uncontrolled outbursts of memories.

Though it mattered little, when the woman he did it for, no longer seemed to be within reach...