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Blood Bonds [P]; for Wynnesteria
Topic Started: Mon Jul 2, 2018 5:10 pm (1,473 Views)
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The second that Wynnesteria pulled him through the rift, Sen felt his stomach drop.

So much had happened in the last week. He had met an upstart, strange-speaking Balefirean noble girl that needed help. So, needing money, he'd accepted. And from that, so many strange things had happened. He'd found a new source of unholy power, a new way to fight, and a strange new... ally? No, more like a charge. She was reckless and prone to snap decisions - one of those had almost led her to kill him. Fortunately, he'd talked her out of it, and now, they were here...

Where were they? Sen looked up, folding the hood of his cloak back. There was no reason to hide anymore, not now that they were back on Chaon. Abyss below, he never thought he would be so relieved to see the mortal realm once again.

He began to gather his bearing as the rift behind him closed, moving to strap his claw back to his hand. He tightened the straps and gripped the bar that allowed him to manipulate the weapon easily, quietly looking around at the surrounding wilderness. He was in a cool forest, the breeze blowing through his hair welcome as he brushed his now wild - almost demonic-looking - hair out of his red face, sighing quietly. The trees stretched high above him, only letting in miniscule amounts of evening sunlight, giving the ground the appearance of being dotted with sun and shadow. He looked back at Wynnesteria, before looking down at where the rift had dumped him - somewhere off the path, in a bunch of thick shrubbery and undergrowth. He looked around, holding up his hand, a flickering flame appearing in his palm. The light illuminated the surroundings, showing him that there was a clearing where the treeline met some sort of path. He stepped towards it cautiously, looking back at Wynne. "Come on. Let's find our way out of this forest so we can get our bearings." He stretched out his flaming wings, sighing. He could probably fly out, but his wings and back were sore from the amount of strenuous flying he'd just done to escape those Celestial goons. He crossed his arms, sighing as he folded his wings back in under his clothes, before beginning to walk.

It was quiet, near silent, in the forest as his feet crunched through the underbrush, holding the flame above the vegetation. It wasn't totally dry, but he had no desire to risk anything. Upon exiting the brush and onto the path, he looked at the trees quietly, then looking around. The cool air, added with the tallness of the trees and the uniqueness of their brown and silver-appearing bark, gave him some ideas. They were either bordering a section of the Ivory Ruins, or they were in Norwood, or they could be at the foot of the Dragonspine. However, the Dragonspine mountains were far more inhospitable, and with the Ivory Ruins - well, he wasn't exactly sure. But, his instinct told him that he was in Norwood. Which meant that they were pretty well-secluded from everywhere else.

A safe place

He looked back at Wynne, then looked forward again. They could talk when it was time to make camp.
Edited by SenMontague, Mon Jul 2, 2018 5:18 pm.
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Wynne's only response was a short nod to Sen before they began moving through the forest, looking around. She found herself just as nervous as she was leaving Balefire, looking around the forest- every step she took only seemed to lead her into more unfamiliarity. Of course, a wee bit of change was perfect by her, after living seven years in the same stagnant fear- but those jitters of hers were difficult to shake. Her newly-grown wings fluttered anxiously under her cloak, and Wynne had no idea how to shut them up- she'd only had them for a few hours, so they were a little difficult to control. Suddenly, she blinked. Sen had figured out how to use them near instantly, she realized, remembering the hotel.

Wait, did that mean she was slow?

She groaned softly and rubbed her face, brushing her frizzy auburn locks out of her hair with a sigh. Damn, she really needed a new headcovering- it felt so unnatural to have her hair out, and it reminded her too much of...

Ugh. Definite ugh. She pushed that thought away as well- she'd done enough worrying over the past over the last week- no point getting upset about it now, so long as she wasn't in worry of getting caught. Even if her relatives had followed the two of them out so far of Balefire, the trail would have gone dead after they'd entered the rift. With Kassiel dead, she would be safe, at least for a little bit.

As much as she loved the action and change of pace, Wynne had gotten very tired of walking on eggshells wherever she went.

Wynne looked around quietly, meeting Sen's gaze for a short moment. He seemed confident enough in the area they were in- then again, he sort of always seemed that way, at least to the unskilled eye. Wynne figured that the close proximity wouldn't work well for her if she used an Empath spell. It would probably just make her seem weird. At least, weirder than she probably already seemed. She averted her eyes from the path to look around, wondering if it was possible to stop thinking without stopping breathing. Ah, what a useful, lovely skill that would be.
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Sen continued walking quietly, his feet crunching along the leaves scattered on the path, looking back at her wings. They were fluttering anxiously, and Sen was filled with a sudden desire to poke them. He shoved it down, shaking his head and sighed as he continued along the path. The sudden silence was a bit not what he was used to - at least not from her. Wynne was such a goddamn chatterbox most of the time, so seeing her this quiet was like the flip of a coin.

"Are those wings functional?" His voice was quiet as he examined his claw. It was starting to wear and break from overuse - he'd probably have to leave it with someone else for now, pick up another weapon in the meantime. He looked back at her anxiously fluttering wings. "I'm simply wondering."

He sighed and crossed his arms. At the next town they found, he would need to stock up on weapons and a new cloak. Preferably something enchanted, so if someone suspicious came looking for him, he'd be able to avoid any confrontation. Sen looked at the path quietly as night began to settle. The flame in his palm grew brighter as he continued walking. They would need to find a place to settle down for the night soon.
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"Eh?" She blinked up at him, before sighing and shaking her head. "Ah... Ah dornt pure ken? Mebbe, but... they feel wee fur it. An' aam nae quite sure hoo tae use th-" She was immediately cut off when her wing hit a tree while she wasn't paying attention, causing her to curse and shake her head. "Aye, thar's yer proof." She laughed nervously and shook her head. She walked behind him quietly, looking around from the shade of her cloak with a sigh. The longer they walked, the more unsure she became of her steps, becoming more and more paranoid- everywhere she looked, she swore she still saw beings of light in the corner of her eyes and heard Kassiel's voice in her ears, causing her to cringe. Celestia had not quite been what she hoped it would be- as beautiful as it was, it harbored some conflicting ideologies, and apparently, a lot of cults. Or at least one cult- but one cult was enough to put off Wynne at least for a while. Her brows furrowed as she remembered some of Kassiel's last words.

You may not have inherited your father's binding, but you are guilty by association alone. If you don't do something about this, we have to take care of you, too. Do not make the mistake your mother did, please. The only way you and her can ever be redeemed is if you finish this.

As much as she sort of despised him, she didn't have much doubt that he wasn't lying about knowing her mother. She'd seen the visions, after all- her mother in the temple, talking to the winged Archangel she'd come to know. What sort of mistake had she made to be seen as bad in both the light of her relatives and Celestials?

Kassiel had given her an opportunity to be accepted, even with her pedigree that didn't offer it anywhere else, not with her family, not with anyone she'd met on Chaon, and maybe not even with her parents, given how they'd left her. She cringed slightly. If she wouldn't be accepted by the Abyss, Chaon, or Celestia, the place that she'd worshipped and given light to for nearly her entire life, then where the hell could she go?

The question left a sour taste in her mouth, and only served to worsen her paranoia as she walked. Her wings stopped moving, folding against her back as she hugged her arms to her body, staring at the ground as she walked.
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Sen sighed and rubbed his forehead with a small chuckle. "I suppose that's fair," he said softly. "They do seem too small to support flight, at least on their own. Perhaps your bondage needs to progress." He continued walking, his fireball growing until it looked like he was holding a campfire, providing a good amount of light, as well as plenty of warmth for the two of them as the sun set in the night. He thought about Celestia, about how much they were straining to keep up appearances despite the obvious eternal strife between them and the Abyss. It was sad, to say the least. Celestia had the uncanny nature of attracting unsuspecting believers to its side, convincing them it was their heaven, that they were the arbiter of goodness in this fight.

At least the Abyss didn't hide its own flaws.

He looked back at Wynne, who was seemingly becoming more and more paranoid as things continued. He stopped and turned around, tentatively placing a hand on her shoulder, not sure if the action would cause her to flip out. "You seem tired. Let's go off the path and find a place to rest. I believe there should be a clearing nearby we can camp out in, okay?" He led her with him off the path and into the underbrush, eventually finding a surprisingly large natural clearing with a small pond nearby. He looked back at her and nodded, the flame on his hand dimming and shrinking. "We'll rest here for tonight. I'll find our way into the nearby village by tomorrow's end."

He quietly sat down, humming as he removed his cloak and weapons, and bustling armor, before tying his cloak around them and yawning. He wrapped his arms around the bundle, any dangerous items sheathed and put far away as he closed his eyes. His hand closed around the flame, smoke emerging from between his fingers. It was nice and cool here, and he didn't have to worry about any angels descending on him with holy water, screaming bloody murder. "Chaon is underrated," he mumbled tiredly, squeezing his eyes shut.
Edited by SenMontague, Mon Jul 2, 2018 7:13 pm.
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Wynne blinked down at Sen's hand, before nodding as they moved to find somewhere to rest. Once they sat in the clearing, she fell quiet, lying down on the ground with the hood of the cloak pulled up as far past her face as she could- which wasn't much, given the volume of her hair. She stared up at the sky quietly, her mismatched eyes dulled even for their pale color, turning slightly greyish as she stared up at the sky. The dark expanse was filled with tiny dots of stars, a phenomenon Wynne had never been able to see in Balefire- but damn, was it beautiful.

She stared up at the stars for a short while, her lips parted as she took in the sight. It was calming to an extent, she realized, as she no longer had the urge to look all around every five seconds in case she saw something in or parting the shadows. She watched the sky quietly for a little while longer, before the heaviness began to drag on her eyelids, and she sighed softly, closing her eyes, and slowly beginning to fall into a semi-peaceful rest.
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Quietly, Sen woke up the next morning, moving to wash his face with the pond water, which was clean and fresh. He didn't see any fish - it was probably fed by an underground river of some sort. He finished washing up his face, taking a sip of the water, and turned back to where Wynne was. He got up and crossed his arms, walking back over to the path and collecting his gear. He strapped on his armor with a huff, putting on his cloak. "We better be careful," he said quietly. "The next part of the forest is starting. The forest is going to become extremely treacherous, what with all the root systems and all." His wings unfolded, fluttering. "I'll carry you to the canopy, where we'll be okay to keep going."

As soon as Wynne was ready, he began walking towards the path, and walked along with her until the trees began getting bigger and bigger, their roots covering more of the path until it became so large that Sen had to climb up and over huge roots that blocked their path. "Hold onto me," Sen said with a quiet face. "We're going to go up to the canopy now."
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Wynne sighed softly and nodded, moving closer to him, before suddenly stopping in front of him, silent. Her limbs seemed to stiffen for a moment, as though she were nervous, her face flushing ever so slightly, and in that moment, she wanted to kick herself.

Why would it be such a big deal now to have contact with him? It wasn't as though this was the first time, now that she thought about it, but it still felt odd to her.

She took a deep breath, metaphorically shoving a sock in her thoughts' mouth and wrapping her arms over his shoulders, looking down at the ground quietly, yanking her hood over her face as tightly as she could, with some difficulty.
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Sen looked at her with a deadpan expression, before hoisting her up and securing her carefully. His wings opened to their full, fiery glory, before he took off, flying low to the ground before he soared high into the air. He clutched Wynne with one hand, the other unsheathing his claw as he cut through the brush, emerging into the canopy - hundreds of feet above the floor. Sunlight shone through here more brightly, and the floor was made out of thick, woven leaves and branches. "It's like this on and off," he said quietly. "We'll need to descend and ascend many times. Or we could simply move to the ground and climb over the roots. As inefficient as that is, if you prefer it, it's fine."
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She blinked as she spoke, holding back a groan and sighing softly, shaking her head. "Nae, Ah can taeke it," she said with a huff, rubbing her face and looking down at the ground. "Oi, ye hink some a body can die takin' a wee faal down from haur? Purely fae scientific reasons, Ah swaer." She asked as she looked around, pursing her lips in thought. That could be useful, either for taking care of other people or herself.
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"I suppose so. The type of foliage here is tough and resistant to most damaging factors, but if you were heavy enough or used a powerful enough spell, you could fall." He sighed and began walking along the patchwork of branches and leaves, seemingly calm. "Are you afraid of heights?"

He kept walking on, wondering why she would ask duch a thing. Then, he realized that the last week had been just as hard on her as on him. No wonder she seemed so paranoid and exhausted, she was terrified. He looked back. Now was not the time for that, though. Once they reached the town, then perhaps.
Edited by SenMontague, Mon Jul 2, 2018 9:54 pm.
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Wynne slowly began walking as well, falling quiet and sighing softly. "Eh, nae particularly. Jist about ay much ay some a body with a wee bit of worry issues would 'ave." She slowly began walking with a little bit more confidence, pulling her wings tightly around her body- with some stretching with them, she was gaining more control with them, though they still felt awkward after only a day. Surprisingly, as big of a dead as being binded to a Celestial was, it wasn't quite something she was proud of, for some reason. Her enthusiasm over angels and Celestia had been muted greatly, if not disappeared. She knew it was irrational to completely stop believing over a singular bad experience, but said experience certainly didn't give her confidence in her beliefs.
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Sen sighed and nodded quietly as he continued walking, his wings folding back into his body as he walked along the canopy. A bird or two landed by him and he smiled as his wyvern became visible, curiously poking the bird, which tweeted annotedly before flying away. The wyvern seemed upset; jumping onto Wynne's shoulder and pointing, whistling and clicking angrily at the bird.
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Wynne smiled over at the wyvern, holding back an audible "aww". She'd definitely missed Sen's shroud over the last couple days, the last time her seeing him being the fight at the temple. She frowned slightly, carefully raising a finger to the small creature. "Ah, dornt worry 'bout those wee little-winged scunners. They've got naething on ye." She moved to rub the back of the little shroud's neck, sighing. "Nae stoaner feelings towards thae last time, aye, bairn?"
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The wyvern clicked and whistled, looking at Sen who laughed - a soft, airy laugh, so different from his normally gravelly and rougher voice. "No, he understands the circumstances. It's perfectly fine," he said calmly, smiling as the wyvern clicked, before suddenly growing a little bigger, about the size of a small kitten. It clicked and hopped on Wynne's shoulder excitedly, as Sen raised an eyebrow. "...Wow. It...actually got stronger."
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