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lazybox2013-02-12 07:50 pm
bloodyashes) wrote in lazybox2013-02-12 07:50 pm
World hoppers gonn' world hop
Jumping between worlds never stopped being interesting. Starting to get a little lonely, maybe, but certainly never boring. Even calm worlds had something new to discover, although it was probably a good thing that he tended to run into other "survivors" of the Tower on this trip.
He sure would have appreciated one of those now, even if just so that he had someone to crack jokes with about monsters coming out at night. That eclipse had started not long after he came here, and was the apparent reason behind the insanity around him; dark monsters popping out everywhere, and an imbalance in the world that was sending the First Fonon into a berserk state, or at least so it seemed to his perception of things.
It was making finding enough of Sixth Fonon to do anything kind of a pain in the ass. At least he could use the Seventh to duplicate any of the others, now, and had enough of an ambient cloud of them to do what he needed. There didn't seem to be a naturally occuring source of them in this world, so he was stuck with what he'd brought with them and the few he could make with artes himself. Learning that had been enough of a challenge, thanks.
He had, eventually, made it to a town, to be promptly greeted by wonder from the townspeople. He heard the phrase "powerful Adept" tossed around in his vicinity a few times, and well - at least that gave him a starting point. So he pulled a barmaid to the side and asked about Sheba and Felix, wishing he could remember the names of their other companions.
The woman had stared at him, but after a bit of coaxing, she pointed him in the direction of some ruins outside town. And really, he shouldn't be surprised, because it was Sheba and she was always up to her neck in trouble. Sure enough, the small blond figure is exploring as usual, a weapon in one hand - it's a familiar sight, even if they've both aged a few years.
Or more than a few years, in Sheba's case, given how time seems to slide off her. And there's no telling if she's the Sheba from the Tower, but... He clears his throat, stepping into sight behind her.
"For the record, I think you're a little too old now for me to be doing your laundry."
The worst that could happen is that she zaps him for being crazy, after all, and it's not like it would even be the first time.
He sure would have appreciated one of those now, even if just so that he had someone to crack jokes with about monsters coming out at night. That eclipse had started not long after he came here, and was the apparent reason behind the insanity around him; dark monsters popping out everywhere, and an imbalance in the world that was sending the First Fonon into a berserk state, or at least so it seemed to his perception of things.
It was making finding enough of Sixth Fonon to do anything kind of a pain in the ass. At least he could use the Seventh to duplicate any of the others, now, and had enough of an ambient cloud of them to do what he needed. There didn't seem to be a naturally occuring source of them in this world, so he was stuck with what he'd brought with them and the few he could make with artes himself. Learning that had been enough of a challenge, thanks.
He had, eventually, made it to a town, to be promptly greeted by wonder from the townspeople. He heard the phrase "powerful Adept" tossed around in his vicinity a few times, and well - at least that gave him a starting point. So he pulled a barmaid to the side and asked about Sheba and Felix, wishing he could remember the names of their other companions.
The woman had stared at him, but after a bit of coaxing, she pointed him in the direction of some ruins outside town. And really, he shouldn't be surprised, because it was Sheba and she was always up to her neck in trouble. Sure enough, the small blond figure is exploring as usual, a weapon in one hand - it's a familiar sight, even if they've both aged a few years.
Or more than a few years, in Sheba's case, given how time seems to slide off her. And there's no telling if she's the Sheba from the Tower, but... He clears his throat, stepping into sight behind her.
"For the record, I think you're a little too old now for me to be doing your laundry."
The worst that could happen is that she zaps him for being crazy, after all, and it's not like it would even be the first time.
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"Hey!" She makes a mock-angry face at him, puffing her cheeks out a little. "I don't get injured that often. I'm fast, and I've only gotten faster since coming back here. It's hard for these creatures to land a hit on me before I blow them away."
Admittedly, though, her track record wasn't the best. If she wasn't falling off lighthouses and making brunettes tow her to shore, she was getting soaked in blood and making redheads wash her clothes.
"I'll be careful, though. It'll be better to proceed with caution with everything the way it is right now..." She's had to remind herself time and time again that dying really is permanent, now that she's returned to Weyard. There's no creepy, sadistic surgeon ready to bring her back to life for the sake of his experiments here.
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Dying isn't really a problem anymore, either, but unless she's mindreading him again, he'll leave that bit out. Instead he just gives her a confident grin - "And it'll take them even longer, given that they've got to get through me first." Great thing about having a flexible moveset, he could patch any hole in a group's formation. With Sheba, he'd be out on the front lines again - not that he really minds.
Even if death didn't count, it's nice to have someone watching your back. That hadn't changed since the Tower.
"So, where to?"
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She laughs at his display of confidence, bringing up a hand to brush some of the longer strands of hair away from her face. "We make a pretty good team," She remarks, thinking back to the (by this time, numerous) times they'd faced down monsters in the Tower. "I'll just be really careful not to misfire when I cast Bind this time!"
If he'd thought she was dangerous when they first met, with the ability to create a rather sporadic "fon slot seal," he'd probably be pretty glad they were on the same side now that she'd improved so much.
"I'd like to take you to Gondowan, but that could take weeks. Maybe even months with all the trouble that's being caused by the Eclipse." She didn't like the way a lot of the people in Weyard had painted her and her friends out, now that so much time had passed since the Elemental Lighthouse beacons had been lit, but that didn't mean she could just leave them to die with all these monsters swarming about. Wherever they went, they'd probably end up making frequent stops to help people who were struggling. "I've been on foot for awhile now - Piers has the ship. It was his to begin with, so of course he does, but sometimes I really miss it..."
Her voice trails off, and when she realizes she's gone on a bit of a tangent, she chuckles. "There's not much to see in Gondowan anyway. Lalivero's... well. I could show you Tolbi... I spent a long time there when I was younger." She idly toys with the hem of her shirt, thinking back to the days when her biggest worry was whether or not Babi would let her return home, and not whether or not she'd end up damning the world. "But again, it's very far away. Contigo is nearby, and Jupiter Lighthouse, too... and the... Anemos Crater, of course." She hesitates before saying "Anemos," and then she shrugs. "I don't mind a long trip if there's something you really want to see! The world's changed a lot from the way it was when I entered the Tower, so there are lots of things to see now that I never mentioned back then."
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At her comments about travelling, he shrugs slightly. "Anywhere's fine. I've got all the time in the world, really." Seeing the sights with someone who knew them was infinitely better than going by himself, anyway; ruins didn't mean anything to him on their own. So he just smiles as she describes the sights -
"I'd like to meet some of your other friends, too." They were what she talked about at the Tower, far more than any of places they'd been, after all.
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Her face falls, though, when he mentions her friends, and she goes quiet for a few moments. "That's... easier said than done, I think. If we're lucky we might run into Piers on the seas, but he comes and he goes..."
Isaac tended to stay in one place, but then, Isaac had also endorsed those stupid books. She wasn't altogether inclined to go pay him a leisurely visit, these days. Garet was almost always with him. Ivan was busy with his research, Mia with her healing, and Jenna... well. She was Jenna, and as much as Sheba loved her, she had a little trouble forgiving her for siding with Isaac in the Sun Saga debacle.
And Felix...
"Well, there's not a whole lot left to see around here, anyway!" She manages a grin and puts one hand on her hip, holding onto her staff with the other. "It'll be easier to reach parts of Weyard that aren't affected by the Eclipse by ship, too, so we should head for the nearest port and see if we can book passage. A lot of captains are a little hesitant to sail lately, but every time they've taken me out there's been a good wind for sailing!" She winks. "I wonder why that would be?"