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This is the Journal for Edelsteine Yu-Huang, Shogun of Jewels. Please do not post unless you have the expressed permission of Ogre.
Ogre
- Name: Yu
Domain: Unknown
Skin Tone: Unknown
Hair Color: Unknown
Eye Color: Unknown
Distinguishing Marks: Unknown
Powers: Unknown
Weapon Of Choice: Unknown
Favorite Colors: Unknown
Favorite Weakness: Unknown
Favorite Sound: Unknown
Favorite Weather: Unknown
Dislikes: Unknown
Fears: Unknown
Personality: Unknown
Yu speaks in green. I stole this setup from Britain.
Ogre
- Name: Fai Li Hisui
Background: Chinese
Skin Tone: Pale
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Jade
Distinguishing Marks: Dragon Tattoo [red], red tattoo under one eye.
Powers: Dragon?
Weapon Of Choice: Guns, Stone blade.
Favorite Colors: Green
Favorite Weakness: Absinthe, Smoking, Chocolate
Favorite Sound: *TOS...*
Favorite Weather: Raining
Dislikes: Silver
Fears: Silver/Prison
Personality: Arrogant, Snarky..b*****d.
Fai speaks in black. I stole this setup from Britain.
Ogre
Ogre
[ La Familia | Zodiac ]
The Zodiac animals are reborn assistants of Yu-Huang. They are constantly reborn once the old one dies, and only regain a trace amount of thier memories. They remember who he was/is but not where he currently is.
rat : people who are born under this Chinese sign possess strong leadership skills and are intelligent, charismatic, artistic, charming, persuasive, attractive, generous to loved ones, and ambitious. On the negative side, rats can be exploitive, dangerous, dreamy, deviant, selfish, cunning, psychotic(rats tend towards mental instability), lustful, stubborn, manipulative, frail, and vain. Rats are said to get along well with "monkeys" and "dragons," and to get along poorly with "horses".Rats are a symbol of good luck and wealth. They are clever, lustful, and intelligent. This sign is very ambitious and strong-willed, and is motivated by its own interests, which often include money and power. Rats are naturally charming, seductive and persuasive. They are energetic and versatile and can usually find their way around obstacles, and adapt to various environments easily. A rat's natural charm and sharp demeanor make it an appealing friend for almost anyone. The Rat likes to know who is on its side and will treat its most loyal friends with an extra measure of protection and generosity. However, they also have long memories and will rarely forgive or forget an enemy. Rats are strongly family oriented. Although they are often hoarders and can be miserly, they also are very generous to their family and friends. Rats have a great capabilty for accumulating and holding on to items of value. [Season/Winter ; Stone/Garnet ]
- Giz, Rat is one crazy ********. He usually dresses in punk style clothing, rock t-shirts, ripped jeans covered in chains. His hair is always multicolored as if he couldn't make up his mind and just ... rainbow'd it. He's peirced in generally every available place.
Rat handles Yu's storage houses and catalogues his treasure collection. He trusts him EXPLICITLY with his treasure and to protect it.
Rat suffers from several mental dissorders, and has to take medication to control them or they explode out of control and he hurts himself or others. He does not get along with Sheep, because he attacked him during one of these 'episodes'.
ox : As one might guess, such people are dependable, calm, and modest. Like his animal namesake, the Ox is unswervingly patient, tireless in his work, and capable of enduring any amount of hardship without complaint.The Ox person needs peace and quiet to work through his/her ideas, and when he/she has set his/her mind on something it is hard for him/her to be convinced otherwise. The Ox person has a very logical mind and is extremely systematic in whatever he/she does, even without imagination. These people speak little but are extremely intelligent. When necessary, they are articulate and eloquent.
The Ox is not extravagant, and the thought of living off credit cards or being in debt makes him/her nervous. The possibility of taking a serious risk could cause the Ox sleepless nights.
Ox people are truthful and sincere, and the idea of wheeling and dealing in a competitive world is distasteful to them. They are rarely driven by the prospect of financial gain. These people are always welcome because of their honesty and patience. They have many friends, who appreciate the fact that the Ox people are wary of new trends, although every now and then they can be encouraged to try something new.
It is important to remember that the Ox people are sociable and relaxed when they feel secure, but occasionally a dark cloud looms over such people and they engage all the trials of the whole world and seek solutions for them. [Season/Winter ; Stone/Onyx]
tiger : Tiger people are difficult to resist, for they are magnetic characters and their natural air of authority confers a certain prestige on them. They are tempestuous yet calm, warm-hearted yet fearsome, courageous in the face of danger yet yielding and soft in mysterious, unexpected places. They enjoy life full of challenges and unexpected events, like visiting unusual places and meet interesting outstanding people. Other people in their part are easily attracted by the tiger's enthusiasm and the course of life. Tiger person finds a pleasure in unpredictable, and while other people would rather make a backward step, he/she is not afraid to explore new and unusual. But it is not that simple to interest the tiger. What they really need is first-hand experience. Usually open and frank, these people are likely to withdraw and can be aggressive when trapped. As soon as the tiger person has regained his/her sense of security his/her confidence also returns, enabling him/her to set out once more. These people usually tend to trust their instincts, though there is another side of their personality, which assesses situations thoughtfully before launch any actions. Their friends usually secretly admire their determination and optimism, though sometimes may find it complicated to share the tiger's enthusiasm and can be pushed away and left behind. In spite of the fact that tiger people can be courageous and generous friends, if they are not able to achieve what they want, they can be inflexible and self-centered. So if your friend was born in the year of the tiger, there will be highs and lows in your friendship, but the friendship itself will remain firm. [Winter/Sapphire] rabbit (or hare) : People born in the year of the Rabbit often make ideal diplomats or politicians. A Rabbit person has grace, culture and beautiful manners. Although Rabbit people get on well with everyone, at heart they are basically reserved creatures, and are only really happy when they are engrossed in some sort of scholarly or intellectual activity. They are just too sensitive for the world around them. They are not able to thrive in a competitive or aggressive environment, and it makes them anxious if someone forces them to take risks. Their inner world is simply too delicate for unsettled or unpredictable situations, and they tend to create a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere on a hunch. This character trait makes them very hospitable and attentive people, who take care of those around.The average Rabbit person emphasizes the importance of small details. They pay attention to everything from colour, design and furniture to food and conversation. And only when they are sure that everything has been arranged as they wish can these people relax and have fun.
Person born in the year of Rabbit often lead a conservative lifestyle where one of the most important things is their security. This quality has a negative side also: opting for safety over risk, they may miss good opportunities. This does not imply that these people are frivolous or irresponsible, for when they truly believe in something, they are serious, perseverant and capable.
Calm as they are, it is not easy to provoke Rabbit people. They are sentimental and compassionate. Yes, and they cry easily too. They can be moved by the personal problems you share with them. [Spring/Pearl]
dragon : The Dragon is magnificent. He is flamboyant, attractive and full of vitality and strength. In China the Dragon is the imperial symbol, the sign of the emperor, or the male element Yang. The Dragon is the symbol of power and wealth.It would be right to say that people born in the year of the dragon have a natural charisma and are certainly gifted with power and luck. It is unlikely for them to escape unnoticed from a party or to take a second place in a competition. The dragon person has an active mind and shows an unfeigned interest in the world around him/her. This person is also self-confident enough to know how to create a necessary impression. Because they are larger than life themselves, dragon people like to do everything on a grand scale. They are egoistical and ambitious, almost to the point of megalomania, and will stop at nothing to get what they want. Person born in this year wears the crown of destiny, and is capable of great achievements if he/she knows how to harness his/her tremendous energy, intelligence and talent. While these people enjoy being the centre of attention, they also have a brave and charitable side to their personality. If a dragon's friend faces a problem or dilemma he/she will be there to offer help, and when others leave the field of battle the dragon person makes a step forward to solve the problem with authority and dignity. These people set the high standard of actions for themselves as well as for other people and are surprised when others cannot cope with a task; they are so carried away by the process that fail to see other people's weaknesses. [Spring/Amethyst]
snake : The person born in the year of snake is perhaps the wisest and most enigmatic of all. He/she can become a philosopher, a theologian, a political lizard or a wily financier. Such a person is a thinker who also likes to live well. The snake-person loves books, music, clothes, and fine food; but with all his fondness for the good things in life, his innate elegance gives him a dislike for frivolities and foolish talk.Snake-persons like communicating and like interesting conversations; if the conversation becomes repetitive their attention may soon wander. It is almost impossible to fix their attention for long talking about the weather. They prefer to focus on new, interesting, unusual ideas and on intelligent discussion in general.
These people have a special talent that enables them to judge situations correctly. They are alert to new possibilities: when they have an idea of what to do and how to do it, they will pursue it persistently and energetically. They are self-confident and usually don't bother to listen to someone else's opinion. But this can also have a negative effect. Refusing to listen to constructive advice, they may get into needless trouble.
Although it is difficult for such people to take advice, they are patient with others when it comes to giving a helping hand, and their ability to look at a problem from a variety of angles is extremely appreciated. When faced with a dilemma snake people, as a rule, act with speed and conviction, since they believe intensely in what they are doing and rarely waste time or energy on projects lacking in good potential. [Spring/Agate]
- Belle- [Annabelle Hammond] Negotiator, handles a lot of business for Yu, particularly in sensative situations. Belle is also sometimes sent as a messenger, since her tact and elegance rarely offend those she works with. The Snake can be sharp-tongued and make decisions so fast your head spins, but her temper is rarely seen- her emotions are hard to discern, since she hides them well behind a calm smile.
Belle has loooong legs, and is model-tall with long, straight dark hair. She is usually wearing semi-short skirts and causing distraction, if she's not dressed for business. She does NOT approve of 'shota' or anythign like it, so she protectsthe younger 'members' from the older, lashign out at those that try to take advantage. This tends to fall heavily on the Dog's shoulders, since he is so attached to the Sheep, and irritates the Rabbit to no end.
In a fight, Belle is a martial artist of Fai Li's calibur, serenely devoted to kicking your a**- literally. Her style focuses on kicks, highly agressive.
horse : The horse personality is often willing to give as well as expecting a lot of liberty. These people are extremely independent and confident. The horse person is very quick-witted and is right in there with you before you have had a chance to finish what you are saying: he's on to the thought in your mind even before you've expressed it. In general, these people are gifted. But in truth they are often more cunning than intelligent - and they surely know that. They adore being in the center of everyone's attention, but more they like to be recognized for their skills and are easily flattered. On the other hand these people have an honesty and genuine warmth which attracts lots of people and helps them make new friends. People as a rule confide in horse person because he/she is sincerely interested in their thoughts and feelings and is able to help with both a wise words and an action, but there is a small problem about it - the horse person is so excited by new discoveries that it is difficult for them to keep a secret. This is not something that arises out of malice or revenge - sometimes they just cannot help themselves.It is easy to inspire such person by new ideas and he/she tends to act on them without delay, carried away by the excitement of the moment. But it is also important to remember that there is a danger for horse person to be too impulsive and it may cause some problems in the future. And if they do not see the result of their efforts, it is rather natural for them to turn their attention to a new project and head off once again, brimming with new ideas. The horse person is always ready to offer good advice and can be very persuasive, but his/her confident and carefree approach hides inner doubts. Those who know such person well recognize this, and offer the support and reassurance he/she needs. [Summer/Beryl]
goat (or sheep) : The Sheep, or Goat, oddly enough, is thought to be the most feminine sign of the zodiac, perhaps because this is a very creative sign. The Sheep is artistically talented and has a great sense of fashion. Chances are that this type will prefer to be a designer or painter, or go into the kind of profession where he can make the most of his gift for creating beautiful things.These people are considerate creatures - they think before acting, and try not to hurt anyone's feelings. If it ever happens that the Sheep person causes unforeseen problems, it is very likely that he/she will step forward to rectify the situation. This side of their character helps them maintain a healthy social life as well as enabling them to deal with life's ups and downs.
Sympathy is very important to these people as is the approval of people they respect. However, they sometimes require too much attention and impose too much on those who are close to them.
Sometimes they are too sensitive for the real world; they often misinterpret situations. People born in this year are insecure. They need to feel loved and protected. They are easily drawn into complex predicaments. This being, so, they usually shy away from confrontation, pull back when faced with heavy decision-making situations, and blatantly refuse to take an unpopular stand in a conflict. [Summer/Emerald]
- Ely, Sheepie is a 14 year old attending Rothford middle school, on the farside of Gaia. He enjoys art class most of all, and currently aspires to be either a fashion designer or a flower arranger. He's very soft spoken and quiet, listening carefully to everything around him. He very rarely needs to stand up for himself, as he attracts stronger allies that do it for him... since he's f/ adorable. [*cough*shota*cough*]
He is best friends with the Rabbit, and is often seen with him when not in classes.
In previous lives the Sheep was one of 5 honor guards to Yu Huang. Sheep is naturally an expert with small blades/long knives. His quiet and intense nature make him one of the best assassin's Yu ever had working for him.
monkey : The Monkey is the most versatile sign of the Chinese zodiac. Such people are often inventors, plotters, entertainers and the creative geniuses behind anything ingenious, including mischief. They have natural quick-wittedness which enables them to understand what is happening and then make a right decision. Even during a conversation person born in this year is aware of what is going on around him/her, and then make a mental note of who said what and store it away for future reference. In general, with their agile minds and multiple talents, monkey type of people can master any subject. They are reliable and host people so that any secret is safe in their hands. These people are also honest in their dealings. Monkey people are very good at problem-solving. Wherever you are, whoever you may be, if you've got a problem pick up the phone and dial-a-Monkey. Monkeys know how to listen closely and work out solutions at the same time.In spite of the fact that these people are trustworthy and unlikely to hurt someone out of spite, they would never let people escape if they have behaved badly or damaged monkey's reputation. Their stamina and determination to achieve their main goals can make these people appear vain or manipulative. It means that monkey type of people should be careful so not to damage their friendships. It is important to remember for this type of people that it would be wiser sometimes not to pursue their goals and simply let things pass.
Monkeys have flexible principles and serene self-confidence so they are completely content; but they usually manage to complicate the lives of others. After yet another plan or project has gone wrong, they are seldom there to help clean up the disorder and confusion that they leave in their wake. Monkeys can handle that too; with their charm and persuasiveness they can make people believe that just knowing them is a privilege! [Summer/Emerald]
rooster : People born in the year of Rooster are usually very observant. They are brave, resilient, sexy, and tenacious but can also be quite self-absorbed, pretentious, and overly romantic. Most of the time, they are very accurate and precise with their observation.These people certainly love to find themselves in the spotlight, they love entertaining friends and adore meeting new people, and even unexpected and uncertain circumstances are not a barrier for them.
It is almost impossible to find someone born in this year looking dowdy or untidy. The fact is that these people are usually the best dressed and groomed of all other people. They are actively interested in clothes, colours, and accessories, and are usually very critical of their own appearance as well as of the appearance of those around them. People born in the year of the Rooster like to be noticed and flattered. Such a person might dress a little flashily with this in mind, but in his heart, he/she is completely conservative. Roosters always appear attractive and beautifully turned out. They are sociable and love to receive attention. Others may criticize them for being exhibitionists but the fact that they are compassionate, wise, and have a brave nature which comes to the fore when others need their help, makes up that deficiency.
It is difficult for these people to accept advice because of their strong independent spirit. These people are often confident in their own judgments and choices. There are times when these people may be too straight-forward which can cause some problems in relationships with others. So it would be wise sometimes not to express their opinions in order to keep the peace. [Summer/Jasper]
dog : The Dog is the most likeable sign of the Chinese zodiac. Like his animal namesake, he is loyal with a capital "L". He is the one who people are most likely to turn to when they need help. The dog person will come through every time. That is because he/she is sensitive to others and empathizes with them, particularly if someone has suffered an injustice; he/she reacts quickly with the same feeling as though he/she had been personally offended. Friends value these qualities, and know that they can rely upon their Dog friend to keep a promise or remain cool in a crisis.Dog types are honest, intelligent and straightforward. They will take on any responsibility that is given to them and you can be sure that they will do their job conscientiously and well.
Dog people are often born old and get younger as they age. They take everything very seriously. You may hear the Dog complain a lot about street lamps, about traffic, or about weather, but the older he/she gets, the less seriously they take their own criticisms.
Such people have a great sense of integrity and fair play. They are idealistic, and dreamers to the core. They never really accept the fact that injustice and oppression can exist in the world. As a result, people born in this year tend to be easily upset and shocked more often than the other more realistic zodiac sign types.
There is certainly a pessimistic side to their character and their spirit is drained when they hear of situations beyond their control, such as natural or human disasters. It is natural for the dog person to long for everything to be done in the best possible way and he/she is often anxious about the potential problems that may occur with him/her or those around them.
It is very important for the Dog person to avoid worrying about problems that have not even materialized yet. There is no doubt that these people have a strong sense of duty and responsibility, but they should learn to relax and realize that it is impossible to control everything. [Autumn/Diamond]
- Josiah - The Dog s not one of the more serious members of the team, unless he finds a good reason or is on real business. Josiah handles a lot of the personnel issues within the group, providing a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on as well as a slap in the face when you're doing something stupid. He acts as Yu's personal assistant, keeping him in line and occasionally yanking his leash when things get out of hand. He has almost no problems with any of the other Zodiac, due to his easygoing nature and empathy, so he acts as a connection point for the team.
Josie is not currently trained in any weapons, though he understands this is a shortcoming and is rapidly learning the crossbow to make up for it. In a fight, he throws a pretty damn good punch. Hs eyes are soft brown, with black hair that frequently falls into them; he is very attached to the Sheep, and thinks he is ADORABLE. Okay, yeah, he wants a bit more than cute from him, but he's a patient man- not one to scare him off. He is extremely protective of all of the team, even the crazy ones- he knows that sometimes you can't help being psycho, and will defend them from outside attacks.
pig (or boar) : The Boar type is usually an honest, straightforward and patient person. He/she is a modest, shy character who prefers to work quietly behind the scenes. When others disappear he/she is often there to offer support. This type of person is reserved with those they do not know too well, but as time passes and they gain confidence, those around them may discover a lively and warm-hearted person behind that mask of aloofness. In spite of the fact that those born in the year of pig have a wide circle of friends and acquaintances, they have few close friends who understand them and share their inner thoughts and feelings. It is easy to put trust in pig type; he/she won't let you down and will never even attempt to do so. Such people simply want to do everything right according to social norms.It is important to remember that these people are not vengeful creatures. If someone tries to take advantage of him/her, the pig type tend to withdraw to reflect on the problem and protect themselves. All they need in such situations is a little time to find a constructive way to respond. The people of the pig type are conservative creatures of habit. They dislike being made to travel too far from familiar surroundings, unless it is a trip to the country. They love nature and are never happier than when they are out somewhere, far from the city.
There is a tolerant and peaceful side to their character. Such people are never afraid to allow others their freedom of expression; they do not want to cause arguments and if there is any way to avoid arguing, they will probably take this option. They are not weak, however, and if the situation forces them to fight these people will rise to the occasion, whether it is to defend themselves or those close to them. People of the Pig type are the most admired by others. [Autumn/Topaz]
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[ RP cross posted in Edel main thread, ;D ]
It was raining in the Chinese market today. Most of the side carts were covered in thier own tents, while the open-door shops had cover material that rolled out to create a canopy for the pedestrians moving through the streets. This provided enough shelter that no one really got soaked unless they didn't feel like sharing the sidewalk and took to the open streets. There were a few umbrella's scattered among the newspapers and bags sheltering heads in a sea of people.
Fai didn't care one way or the other about being wet... the only thing that annoyed him was the effects water had on his cigarettes. With that in mind, he stuck to the tent covers [ even if it meant shoving others aside or glaring to scare them away.. he was carrying a weapon.. or two ]. He was leaning beneath one of these tents, vacant now with no one brave enough to dare stand beside him, smoking and watching the buyers go by.
He smiled to himself, remembering when he used to pick pockets in the same streets. He was too lazy to do that now.. not when he was strong enough to take everything a person had, if he felt inclined. He closed his eyes, breathing in the scent of fresh rain and whatever was cooking several streets down... it smelled good, no matter what it really was.
The sound of a bell caught his attention, drawing him back from guessing the food to a shop across the street from where he stood. The windows were full of objects from book shelves, globes, vases, and things that caught the trace light and sparkled. His eyes narrowed slightly, curious.
The cigarette was almost gone anyway. Fai flicked it aside, stepping out from under the shelter into the rain which had slacked to a misty drizzle. The sun was starting to push through the clouds, making everything shine and appear brighter.. even the people that began to fill the main streets again.
The bell chimed again as he pushed through the door, eyes scanning the room.. taking in each passage way, the amount of people inside... calculating the time it would take to duck into the nearest guard if he was attacked. He wasn't paranoid.. it was just ingrained training.. a reflexive forthought.
"... Ni hao," an old man appeared, eyes half closed as he squinted in the darkly lit antique shop. It smelled like dust and paper, and a thick over coat of incense that masked the fact that mold clung to the corners of the shop like the visible cobwebs. Fai's attention snapped to the man.
"Ni hao," Fai bowed his head, before turning back to walk the shop. It had all manner of tiny delicate things. Little glass statues, tiny incense holders, laquer wood dieties and dragons. Fai smiled faintly, running a finger along the spine of one of the dragons.
He could hear the old man mumbling to himself in chinese, his footsteps shuffling around in the background as he moved from the counter to the back. He wasn't worried about him at all- but he knew exactly where he was.
Fai was weaving through the shelves of old books when he spotted a tapestry covering an entry way. He lifted an eyebrow slightly, drawn to the door. It was a funny sort of feeling... he'd never really had a great desire to wander antique shops and snoop about storage rooms. He had to see what was behind it. Green eyes flickered back towards the old man, he could hear him in the back still... talking about tea and his bad knee. Grunting, Fai walked to the tapestry... and stepped through.
***
It was as if the sun was suddenly in his eyes. Fai hissed sharply, lifting his hands to sheild himself from the light. It was sudden and almost blinding. He stepped backwards, to move back through the door.. but it wasn't there any longer. His foot stepped onto something.. a loud snap.. did he just step on a twig?
"What the hell?!" He snatched a pair of shades from his robes, setting them on and turning around several times. The old man... had a f/ garden in his storage room. The light settled into a sort of twilight haze around him. "... this is weird."
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Humans loved the many works of their own hands, turning to them for pleasure or pain, for thought or relation of concept. Time, so much as it existed to them as a concept and not a god, found it's way into all of their daily thoughts and considerations, whether they were trying to assign it tasks, quantify it, or define it. One of the most eye-catching results of these two obsessions that he'd seen had been something referred to as "time-lapse" film.
And whether or not he cared to be pleased or displeased by the fact, having seen something once it remained a point of reference in memory forever after. The world seemed to move so now, with only the vaguest drifting of his mind over the varying roses and the clouds across the twilight sky. At least the light did not change.
One of them is here
The suddeness stopped time altogether, then set it to reverse and replay the thought once as the seconds ticked by. Without instigating thought he pushed up from where he lay onto an elbow and a hand, looking back to the darkened foliage in the recesses of the gardens.
Something was at his side...a staff? Left by Panacea no doubt. (http://masque.ithiltari.com/edel/staff.jpg)
He took it and used it to rise.
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Fai scanned the area around him, deciding that yes.. this was in fact a huge ... outside area and not a storage closet. The door he'd come from was gone completely.
He pushed the shades up onto his head, giving a shrug. There had to be some explination for whatever the hell had just happened, right? He could have walked into the storage room, slipped on something and was not laying flat on his back- dreaming all of this.
Fai frowned, walking forward through the garden towards Harmodius. Might as well 'explore' this place.
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It was raining in the Chinese market today. Most of the side carts were covered in thier own tents, while the open-door shops had cover material that rolled out to create a canopy for the pedestrians moving through the streets. This provided enough shelter that no one really got soaked unless they didn't feel like sharing the sidewalk and took to the open streets. There were a few umbrella's scattered among the newspapers and bags sheltering heads in a sea of people. Fai didn't care one way or the other about being wet... the only thing that annoyed him was the effects water had on his cigarettes. With that in mind, he stuck to the tent covers [ even if it meant shoving others aside or glaring to scare them away.. he was carrying a weapon.. or two ]. He was leaning beneath one of these tents, vacant now with no one brave enough to dare stand beside him, smoking and watching the buyers go by.
He smiled to himself, remembering when he used to pick pockets in the same streets. He was too lazy to do that now.. not when he was strong enough to take everything a person had, if he felt inclined. He closed his eyes, breathing in the scent of fresh rain and whatever was cooking several streets down... it smelled good, no matter what it really was.
The sound of a bell caught his attention, drawing him back from guessing the food to a shop across the street from where he stood. The windows were full of objects from book shelves, globes, vases, and things that caught the trace light and sparkled. His eyes narrowed slightly, curious.
The cigarette was almost gone anyway. Fai flicked it aside, stepping out from under the shelter into the rain which had slacked to a misty drizzle. The sun was starting to push through the clouds, making everything shine and appear brighter.. even the people that began to fill the main streets again.
The bell chimed again as he pushed through the door, eyes scanning the room.. taking in each passage way, the amount of people inside... calculating the time it would take to duck into the nearest guard if he was attacked. He wasn't paranoid.. it was just ingrained training.. a reflexive forthought.
"... Ni hao," an old man appeared, eyes half closed as he squinted in the darkly lit antique shop. It smelled like dust and paper, and a thick over coat of incense that masked the fact that mold clung to the corners of the shop like the visible cobwebs. Fai's attention snapped to the man.
"Ni hao," Fai bowed his head, before turning back to walk the shop. It had all manner of tiny delicate things. Little glass statues, tiny incense holders, laquer wood dieties and dragons. Fai smiled faintly, running a finger along the spine of one of the dragons.
He could hear the old man mumbling to himself in chinese, his footsteps shuffling around in the background as he moved from the counter to the back. He wasn't worried about him at all- but he knew exactly where he was.
Fai was weaving through the shelves of old books when he spotted a tapestry covering an entry way. He lifted an eyebrow slightly, drawn to the door. It was a funny sort of feeling... he'd never really had a great desire to wander antique shops and snoop about storage rooms. He had to see what was behind it. Green eyes flickered back towards the old man, he could hear him in the back still... talking about tea and his bad knee. Grunting, Fai walked to the tapestry... and stepped through.
***
It was as if the sun was suddenly in his eyes. Fai hissed sharply, lifting his hands to sheild himself from the light. It was sudden and almost blinding. He stepped backwards, to move back through the door.. but it wasn't there any longer. His foot stepped onto something.. a loud snap.. did he just step on a twig?
"What the hell?!" He snatched a pair of shades from his robes, setting them on and turning around several times. The old man... had a f/ garden in his storage room. The light settled into a sort of twilight haze around him. "... this is weird."
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Humans loved the many works of their own hands, turning to them for pleasure or pain, for thought or relation of concept. Time, so much as it existed to them as a concept and not a god, found it's way into all of their daily thoughts and considerations, whether they were trying to assign it tasks, quantify it, or define it. One of the most eye-catching results of these two obsessions that he'd seen had been something referred to as "time-lapse" film. And whether or not he cared to be pleased or displeased by the fact, having seen something once it remained a point of reference in memory forever after. The world seemed to move so now, with only the vaguest drifting of his mind over the varying roses and the clouds across the twilight sky. At least the light did not change.
One of them is here
The suddeness stopped time altogether, then set it to reverse and replay the thought once as the seconds ticked by. Without instigating thought he pushed up from where he lay onto an elbow and a hand, looking back to the darkened foliage in the recesses of the gardens.
Something was at his side...a staff? Left by Panacea no doubt. (http://masque.ithiltari.com/edel/staff.jpg)
He took it and used it to rise.
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Fai scanned the area around him, deciding that yes.. this was in fact a huge ... outside area and not a storage closet. The door he'd come from was gone completely. He pushed the shades up onto his head, giving a shrug. There had to be some explination for whatever the hell had just happened, right? He could have walked into the storage room, slipped on something and was not laying flat on his back- dreaming all of this.
Fai frowned, walking forward through the garden towards Harmodius. Might as well 'explore' this place.
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Pinponting presences was thankfully easier in his own domain, despite the recession of his magic from the fabric of the building itself. He had dwelt in the realm long enough to know the loction of every branch, leaf and waterdrop. With a mental note, he summoned his wings, which wove out from the jewels on his back like smoke into existence, though they showed molten with shimmers of heat running off the edges. There was no definitive outcome for such a meeting.
"Wan shang hao.....Dragon."
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Fai turned on heel, facing the voice with a raised pistol in hand."... Who's there?" He growled, eyes darting around the surrounding area for the source.
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He could feel the air stirring with the other's breath. Closing his eyes, he had listened for the inevitable voice....male, this one. He focussed on the intonations."Isn't it a bit early on in a conversation to resort to weapons?" Harmodius remained stationary and in the center of the swath of white roses. "Keep walking forward, you will come through the hanging flora and find a clearing. I am there. There is no way out back the path you came."
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Fai sneered, walking forward. "It's never to early for weapons." 'Flora'... who the hell called it flora. Eyes narrowed, he stepped through the 'hanging flora' and out into the clearing. He kept the gun raised, one could never be too careful when facing a person in a dream garden.
"Who are you.. and where am I?"
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It didn't take him long to find the same damn antique store as before. The place didn't seem to move.. and still carried every single item it had before. Fai wondered idly as he entered how the place kept in business.
The same old man was moving behind the counter, today he was leaning over a chinese newspaper mumbling to himself. Distracted again, old man? Fai shook his head, moving through the shop to the broom closet.
Since he'd taken that stone he'd had nothing but troubles... the main one being the fact the stone was now part of him. It was not only really WEIRD.. but the thing itched.
The dragon shoved the curtain aside, stalking into the dark of the closet. It smelled damp with the faint scent of lemon..
The same brilliant flash of light, cliche' now that he thought of it, and he stood infront of a main entrance of sorts.
"The hell.. " He looked around, eyes narrowed. "Now I'm lost. This is great."
His work in his own rooms was more or less completed....the next step would be overhauling the gardens. He stood looking out the side windows, arms crossed over his chest, considering the bleak winderscape. Perhaps it wasn't entirely a loss. What wasn't drowned and frozen in ice was a bleack stone grey...more to his liking then the vibrant reds and pruples of the one lush winter foliage. The only defiance came from the boxwood that formed teh hedgemaze on the far borders of the gardens.
The distinctive vibrations of a Dragon's powers interrupted his musing, and he turned, looking over his shoulder at the main enterance door. It swung open soundlessly in response to his will.
Fai was about to go wandering, when the gates infront of him slowly swung open. His eyebrows raised slightly, before he proceeded through them. If anything, the person within might know where the Closet Fairy had moved to.
Fai lit a cigarette as he stepped in through the main entrance, eyes scanning the area carefully. The only sound was the loud snap of his lighter being closed before he called out.
"... hello?"
"Welcome back, Fai Li." The deep, gravelled tones came from across the shop. He turned back to looking out the window, catching the barest beginnings of the burning tobacco scent.
A catching fad, indeed. "The sitting room is more amiable then the front door, I assure you."
Fai squinted, hating it when people talked 'differently'. What the hell did 'amiable' mean anyway....
"Uh huh." He moved across the shop, following the voice. "You know where the Closet Fairy is?"
Fai raised an eyebrow, regarding the figure by the window.
"That's right...you had taken to that most affectionate of nicknames for me, hadn't you?" He turned halfway, creating a semicircle like a mages rune of ash on the floor from his wings.
"What did you need?"
"Damn."
Fai stepped back, eyebrows raised. The fairy looked.. [if possible] weirder.
"The hell happened to you?" He flicked the ashes aside, seeing the pile the wings were created and considered it fair game to add his own to the floor. "I got a few questions for you concerning that special piece of sparklie you gave me."
He smiled, and tilted his head playfully, " I changed Focus. Now....you would be referring to the jewel?"
His eyes scanned the other creature over rapidly, obviously already knowing that it was lodged someplace...only the location was unknown.
"No s**t," Fai murmured at the focus comment. He enhaled a deep breath of smoke before continuing, thinking of how to put his next set of comments.
"Yeah.. the jewel. It sort of dissapeared one day... and reappeared on me. It itches, and won't get off." He lifted his gaze, returning it to Harm. "You wanna read me the fine print on this little venture, cause I damn well missed something."
"You didn't seem to care when you first gazed upon it what may be the consequences of having it? In fact, I beleive there were implications of stealing it." He slowly paced over to the couches as he spoke, considering each in turn before settling lounged back on the center round cushion. "Each jewel is the most precious in the known cosmos....for each houses the essence of a diety. You are now the host to one such deity, and your soul will be the tinder from which it will be reborn. You have the great jewel dragon, Fut's Lung. Not an ungainly match, to be sure."
"Yeah, cause when I looked at it at first it was just a shiny rock!"
He stalked after him, cigarette snarled between his teeth as he spoke. "I'm the host of some deity.. and my soul is going to explode? I really think that sucks, personally. I mean.. soul explosion doesn't sound appealing to me... it could be just me." He lifted his hands, gesturing. "What does that mean.. I'm going to die and whatever the rock is takes over? I'm a host... You sold me a parasite?!"
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The same old man was moving behind the counter, today he was leaning over a chinese newspaper mumbling to himself. Distracted again, old man? Fai shook his head, moving through the shop to the broom closet.
Since he'd taken that stone he'd had nothing but troubles... the main one being the fact the stone was now part of him. It was not only really WEIRD.. but the thing itched.
The dragon shoved the curtain aside, stalking into the dark of the closet. It smelled damp with the faint scent of lemon..
The same brilliant flash of light, cliche' now that he thought of it, and he stood infront of a main entrance of sorts.
"The hell.. " He looked around, eyes narrowed. "Now I'm lost. This is great."
His work in his own rooms was more or less completed....the next step would be overhauling the gardens. He stood looking out the side windows, arms crossed over his chest, considering the bleak winderscape. Perhaps it wasn't entirely a loss. What wasn't drowned and frozen in ice was a bleack stone grey...more to his liking then the vibrant reds and pruples of the one lush winter foliage. The only defiance came from the boxwood that formed teh hedgemaze on the far borders of the gardens. The distinctive vibrations of a Dragon's powers interrupted his musing, and he turned, looking over his shoulder at the main enterance door. It swung open soundlessly in response to his will.
Fai was about to go wandering, when the gates infront of him slowly swung open. His eyebrows raised slightly, before he proceeded through them. If anything, the person within might know where the Closet Fairy had moved to. Fai lit a cigarette as he stepped in through the main entrance, eyes scanning the area carefully. The only sound was the loud snap of his lighter being closed before he called out.
"... hello?"
"Welcome back, Fai Li." The deep, gravelled tones came from across the shop. He turned back to looking out the window, catching the barest beginnings of the burning tobacco scent. A catching fad, indeed. "The sitting room is more amiable then the front door, I assure you."
Fai squinted, hating it when people talked 'differently'. What the hell did 'amiable' mean anyway...."Uh huh." He moved across the shop, following the voice. "You know where the Closet Fairy is?"
Fai raised an eyebrow, regarding the figure by the window.
"That's right...you had taken to that most affectionate of nicknames for me, hadn't you?" He turned halfway, creating a semicircle like a mages rune of ash on the floor from his wings. "What did you need?"
"Damn."Fai stepped back, eyebrows raised. The fairy looked.. [if possible] weirder.
"The hell happened to you?" He flicked the ashes aside, seeing the pile the wings were created and considered it fair game to add his own to the floor. "I got a few questions for you concerning that special piece of sparklie you gave me."
He smiled, and tilted his head playfully, " I changed Focus. Now....you would be referring to the jewel?"His eyes scanned the other creature over rapidly, obviously already knowing that it was lodged someplace...only the location was unknown.
"No s**t," Fai murmured at the focus comment. He enhaled a deep breath of smoke before continuing, thinking of how to put his next set of comments."Yeah.. the jewel. It sort of dissapeared one day... and reappeared on me. It itches, and won't get off." He lifted his gaze, returning it to Harm. "You wanna read me the fine print on this little venture, cause I damn well missed something."
"You didn't seem to care when you first gazed upon it what may be the consequences of having it? In fact, I beleive there were implications of stealing it." He slowly paced over to the couches as he spoke, considering each in turn before settling lounged back on the center round cushion. "Each jewel is the most precious in the known cosmos....for each houses the essence of a diety. You are now the host to one such deity, and your soul will be the tinder from which it will be reborn. You have the great jewel dragon, Fut's Lung. Not an ungainly match, to be sure." "Yeah, cause when I looked at it at first it was just a shiny rock!" He stalked after him, cigarette snarled between his teeth as he spoke. "I'm the host of some deity.. and my soul is going to explode? I really think that sucks, personally. I mean.. soul explosion doesn't sound appealing to me... it could be just me." He lifted his hands, gesturing. "What does that mean.. I'm going to die and whatever the rock is takes over? I'm a host... You sold me a parasite?!"
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