"why'd they destroy it anyway?"
"why'd they destroy it anyway?"
::It had become synonomous with the idea of firebird racial superiority....in order to move forward they decided they had to let go of the things of the past that were holding them back. At least, that's how it was explained to me. I think you'd have to be a firebird to really understand all the political complexities that went into the decision.::
Fieri stood and watched the 'eclipse' happen, tears falling down her face. It was a necessary change, but there was a part of her that couldn't help but mourn for the loss of her home. Even though she'd already lost it long before this.
Ardiente had rushed along just behind Fieri as they returned in the nick of time. He watches quietly as they view something that hadn't happened on Agartha ever before - a solar eclipse.
He felt torn-in-two. Part of him was glad the symbol of all the tyranny and decline of the Firebirds was gone... yet another part of him cried out at the destruction of something so beautiful. The destruction of what had been his home.
Further, there was a knawing pit in his stomach as the memory of Villem re-surfaced in his mind, as well as some of the other Firebirds he had visited in the past few days. All of this muddled his mind further, and unsure what else to do, he simply turns to Fieri and scoops her into a tight hug, his eyes threatening tears but not delivering.
"I hope we've done right by our people." he whispers, partly to himself and partly to Fieri. What isn't clear is if he's speaking of the destruction of the Sun or their project the last few days.
Lang sat therre, admiring the sunset, the sunset he had watched so many times in the past. a chance to meditate and reflect on the day.
then Ephebe's message... It hit him, and his smile faded, realizing what he said.
How could I...its no wonder...
Lang looked to the sachel of scrolls Sorchan gave him, recovered from the fire temple hidden on that sun.
maybe the real answers are there
::Funny really, I was there to (well sort of) to create that sun, now I sit and watch as it is is destroyed, I only wish I could have done more. But there are more Firebirds out there, I met them. I have to find them again.::
(lang is trying to communicate back to Ephebe but he may have broadcast to everyone)
a tear falls down his cheek as the firebird sun goes away
I'm sorry Ignace, I wish I could have done more. he whispers softly though not directed at anyone you can hear his words.
Grimly, Tyrrin opened her eyes after finishing the telepathic conversation with her Mother. They had a goal now, at least. Kuros was wounded, but would recover... all of Agartha was threatened though. She turned to the others.
"The is only one loose end. A train left Kuros earlier today - an express train, which means it will not stop until it reaches it's destination, which it has yet to. Effectively, we need to get on board the train and deploy the curative nanites, and survive long enough for them to work. If we allow the infected aboard that train to arrive at their destination, it is likely we will not be able to contain the spread of the infection."
A little unsure of herself in that moment, with Bradley shaking in the midst of her coils, Rena tenatively nuzzles Bradley, curling back into him as she's able. "Bradley... what can I do to help?" she asks gently, soothingly. "Please." she adds, nuzzling him again gently.
"I can fly at just under a hundred miles per hour, but I don't know any teleport spells other than dimension door, does anyone else have more useful teleportation abilities? I could just take off in the direction of the town and act as a safety net for said town, in case someone can't teleport in" he shrugs having no other ideas
"I can teleport us there. My Mother has given me an image of the train." Tyrrin replies crisply, most of her spells having worn off long ago during the clean-up of Kuros.
Midori had been watching the sunset wistfully - an orange shine on her golden skin - though there is still an arm around Lang. When Ephebe broadcasts as she does, Midori breaks from looking at the sunset, giving Lang a little squeeze as he bows his head, trying to be comforting.
"You've done plenty, Lang-kun. Ignace-chan will remember that in time, I promise." Midori whispers back, still holding on to Lang form her seat behind him on Simba's back.
"well, then let's hop to it then, no time to loose,"
"Let's go then." Professor Yrrum replies, pulling a broken chair leg out of his arm, the results of a luckily shot by one of the infected.
"Tyrrin, I have a batch of nanites for your team to take with you to neutralize the virus's infectious capabilities once you catch up with the train. I sent Dennis with it. I need to stay here and keep manufacturing these things. He should be there shortly. He runs pretty fast when he needs to," she said over the radio.
The figure of a fast-moving minotaur can be seen in the distance.
Ardiente had rushed along just behind Fieri as they returned in the nick of time. He watches quietly as they view something that hadn't happened on Agartha ever before - a solar eclipse.He felt torn-in-two. Part of him was glad the symbol of all the tyranny and decline of the Firebirds was gone... yet another part of him cried out at the destruction of something so beautiful. The destruction of what had been his home.
Further, there was a knawing pit in his stomach as the memory of Villem re-surfaced in his mind, as well as some of the other Firebirds he had visited in the past few days. All of this muddled his mind further, and unsure what else to do, he simply turns to Fieri and scoops her into a tight hug, his eyes threatening tears but not delivering.
"I hope we've done right by our people." he whispers, partly to himself and partly to Fieri. What isn't clear is if he's speaking of the destruction of the Sun or their project the last few days.
Fieri couldn't help herself. Her tears just kept coming faster and faster. She was sobbing too hard to answer him by the time he spoke. It wasn't just the loss of the sun. She knew her grandfather was a terrible person. She knew it. But she had loved him. Yes, it was all based on lies, but did that really wipe away her whole childhood? And now he was gone forever. And he deserved it, she knew that. He didn't deserve tears. But she needed them. She hurt and she needed to mourn. Her home was gone. Half of her family was gone. And she couldn't keep all of that bottled up anymore whether it was okay or not.
A little unsure of herself in that moment, with Bradley shaking in the midst of her coils, Rena tenatively nuzzles Bradley, curling back into him as she's able. "Bradley... what can I do to help?" she asks gently, soothingly. "Please." she adds, nuzzling him again gently.
He said something incomprehensible before he wiped his face with his sleeve, trying to hide the evidence of tears. "Pigeon coop," he muttered. "I need to get back to the roof. I don't think I can get there by myself."
Having read through the orientation packet and inspected her classroom, Nanami decided to head to the cafeteria for some dinner. On the way she saw a very angry young man attacking a wall. She tilted her head and studied him for a moment before stepping forward.
"Gomen-ne, but may I ask what the wall has done to offend you so?" she asked in a soft, polite tone, eyes twinkling with amusement.
Having read through the orientation packet and inspected her classroom, Nanami decided to head to the cafeteria for some dinner. On the way she saw a very angry young man attacking a wall. She tilted her head and studied him for a moment before stepping forward.
"Gomen-ne, but may I ask what the wall has done to offend you so?" she asked in a soft, polite tone, eyes twinkling with amusement.
Hardly paying attention, the young man almost walked right by the girl that had spoken to him, yet he caught just the briefest of glimpses of her, and he came back to his senses, realizing that there was potential that she could lead him to the warrior he then sought after.
"Huhn?" he grunted at her, not sure just what she said at first. "Pounding the wall makes noise, noise makes people pay attention," he explained. "You came, so it works. Now I need you to take me to the warrior that goes by 'master of heads' so he can tell me what he knows and make me smarter." He then swished his head so that the bangs of his unkempt hair would get out of his eyes so that he could get a better look at the girl. In his mind, he remembered the wise words of one of the elders of his tribe: "Remember a face so it won't stab you later."
Mel has been listening and making small talk with fellow musicians there.
you know, I do appreciate your talent guys, your violin selections are great, but, If you don't mind I would love to rock out a bit. I just feel in the mood...
She goes over to grab her guitar and does a quick sound check.
she checks the mike.
Ok, I'll lead in see if you guys can find the beat and join in. looking to the drummer, especially you, you look like a girl that like a bit of rock
she leads in a Sunshine of your love
Hardly paying attention, the young man almost walked right by the girl that had spoken to him, yet he caught just the briefest of glimpses of her, and he came back to his senses, realizing that there was potential that she could lead him to the warrior he then sought after.
"Huhn?" he grunted at her, not sure just what she said at first. "Pounding the wall makes noise, noise makes people pay attention," he explained. "You came, so it works. Now I need you to take me to the warrior that goes by 'master of heads' so he can tell me what he knows and make me smarter." He then swished his head so that the bangs of his unkempt hair would get out of his eyes so that he could get a better look at the girl. In his mind, he remembered the wise words of one of the elders of his tribe: "Remember a face so it won't stab you later."
Nanami hid her mouth behind her hand as a small giggle escaped. She couldn't help herself. He was just so terribly clueless.
Kodjack saw before him a petite young woman dressed in a short robe tied around her waist with a very wide cloth belt and sandals. Her long black hair made a soft swishing sound as she moved and her delicate features were quite appealing. But most striking about her was the large curling horns that grew from her forehead.
"You wish to see the Headmaster? Certainly. Ah, gomen-ne," she said bowing slightly. "I have not introduced myself. You should call me Tanaka-sensei. I am the Physical Education teacher."
She reached out and touched the wall gently and an arrow appeared on the floor. "When you don't know where to go, think of what or who you're trying to find and touch the wall....gently works best. You really don't have to hit it. And then arrows will appear on the floor or wall and lead you where you need to go. If we follow this arrow it will take us to the Headmaster's office."
igni silently watches the sun go down. He twitches slightly, but never really cries. He didn't have much there. Little he really cared about. Still, it's hard watching all that time disappear, even if things would one better for it. Though, with it the memories of his training he never liked comes back, and he wonders why he feels sad at all.
As Melody plays the song, a little ways in, the sound of piano begins to fill in under the song.
If anyone looks over to the piano that has been resting in the corner, it seems to be playing itself, though a thin white film appears on the black keys, but gets swiped away when they're used.
There are origami figures on the top of the piano.
Nanami hid her mouth behind her hand as a small giggle escaped. She couldn't help herself. He was just so terribly clueless.
Kodjack saw before him a petite young woman dressed in a short robe tied around her waist with a very wide cloth belt and sandals. Her long black hair made a soft swishing sound as she moved and her delicate features were quite appealing. But most striking about her was the large curling horns that grew from her forehead.
"You wish to see the Headmaster? Certainly. Ah, gomen-ne," she said bowing slightly. "I have not introduced myself. You should call me Tanaka-sensei. I am the Physical Education teacher."
She reached out and touched the wall gently and an arrow appeared on the floor. "When you don't know where to go, think of what or who you're trying to find and touch the wall....gently works best. You really don't have to hit it. And then arrows will appear on the floor or wall and lead you where you need to go. If we follow this arrow it will take us to the Headmaster's office."
Having found someone that was actually willing to help him, the young man seemed to be in a better mood, even if he didn't understand half the words she said. "Sensei?" he repeated, not sure what to make of it. "What kind of birth name is that? Your tribe elder think you were gonna be one of those guys who fights without weapons or something?" Thinking a little too much about it, the young man almost forgot that was an introduction of names, and he had to respond in kind or be forgotten. "I am Kodjack Winterblow," he then said proudly, taking pride in his tribal name. "Fierce and cold as the winter storm."
A few more seconds of waiting, Kodjack then looked down at the floor to see the arrow, hardly listening to the explanation, but getting the gist of it. "Magic..." he said to himself under his breath before biting his tongue. He would just have to deal with it if he wanted to see the master of heads and get what he wanted. "So, just walk wherever this points?" he then asked, just to be certain. "You need to come with me for this to work?"
Having found someone that was actually willing to help him, the young man seemed to be in a better mood, even if he didn't understand half the words she said. "Sensei?" he repeated, not sure what to make of it. "What kind of birth name is that? Your tribe elder think you were gonna be one of those guys who fights without weapons or something?" Thinking a little too much about it, the young man almost forgot that was an introduction of names, and he had to respond in kind or be forgotten. "I am Kodjack Winterblow," he then said proudly, taking pride in his tribal name. "Fierce and cold as the winter storm."
A few more seconds of waiting, Kodjack then looked down at the floor to see the arrow, hardly listening to the explanation, but getting the gist of it. "Magic..." he said to himself under his breath before biting his tongue. He would just have to deal with it if he wanted to see the master of heads and get what he wanted....
Nanami laughed behind her hand again.
"Sensei is a title. It means one who teaches. Tanaka is my family name. And I assure you, I use weapons all the time...everything is a weapon when properly applied, Kodjack-kun. And no, I do not have to accompany you for the arrows to work. Though, given your...volatility I think perhaps I ought to," she said, walking in the direction the arrow pointed. She looked back. "Well? Are you coming or not? I thought you were impatient to meet the Headmaster."
Mel has been listening and making small talk with fellow musicians there.
you know, I do appreciate your talent guys, your violin selections are great, but, If you don't mind I would love to rock out a bit. I just feel in the mood...
She goes over to grab her guitar and does a quick sound check.
she checks the mike.
Ok, I'll lead in see if you guys can find the beat and join in. looking to the drummer, especially you, you look like a girl that like a bit of rock
she leads in a Sunshine of your love
Janie joins in enthusiastically. Now [i]this is a song that calls for drums![/i]
Nanami laughed behind her hand again.
"Sensei is a title. It means one who teaches. Tanaka is my family name. And I assure you, I use weapons all the time...everything is a weapon when properly applied, Kodjack-kun. And no, I do not have to accompany you for the arrows to work. Though, given your...volatility I think perhaps I ought to," she said, walking in the direction the arrow pointed. She looked back. "Well? Are you coming or not? I thought you were impatient to meet the Headmaster."
As Nanami walked away, Kodjack was caught up with what kind of title "sensei" stood for. It certainly wasn't an obvious one, like "Boarsmasher" or "Wool weaver," that was for sure. Perhaps it was just a word made up by her tribe to mean something for combat prowess or something.
His attempts at thinking were interrupted by Nanami, though, asking him if he was going with her. All he did was grunt in approval and nod before he started to walk alongside her. "Everything is a weapon," he then agreed with her to her previous statement, "but not all weapons are good. And sometimes, you need more than one weapon. I'm sure the master of heads knows this, though."
He said something incomprehensible before he wiped his face with his sleeve, trying to hide the evidence of tears. "Pigeon coop," he muttered. "I need to get back to the roof. I don't think I can get there by myself."
"Do you think you will be safe if I fly you outside and up to the pigeons?" Rena says, looking at the window and making sure she would be able to fit her girth through it.
As Nanami walked away, Kodjack was caught up with what kind of title "sensei" stood for. It certainly wasn't an obvious one, like "Boarsmasher" or "Wool weaver," that was for sure. Perhaps it was just a word made up by her tribe to mean something for combat prowess or something.
His attempts at thinking were interrupted by Nanami, though, asking him if he was going with her. All he did was grunt in approval and nod before he started to walk alongside her. "Everything is a weapon," he then agreed with her to her previous statement, "but not all weapons are good. And sometimes, you need more than one weapon. I'm sure the master of heads knows this, though."
"All weapons are good," she corrected. "Some just take more skill to wield than others. A truly skilled warrior could slay you with a blade of grass...or perhaps only a word. There are many different styles of fighting, Kodjack-kun and not all of them involve smashing things. Though I agree...it's not wise to limit oneself to only one weapon. It's best to learn to master as many as you can so that you are never unprepared. And many combats are about outwitting an opponent rather than wounding them. Which is a whole different sort of training...I presume based on your comments about needing to become smarter that this is the sort of training you are seeking here?"
He said something incomprehensible before he wiped his face with his sleeve, trying to hide the evidence of tears. "Pigeon coop," he muttered. "I need to get back to the roof. I don't think I can get there by myself.""Do you think you will be safe if I fly you outside and up to the pigeons?" Rena says, looking at the window and making sure she would be able to fit her girth through it.
"I...I don't know. But it can't be worse than trying to go through the school...I should never have left the roof in the first place."
Fieri couldn't help herself. Her tears just kept coming faster and faster. She was sobbing too hard to answer him by the time he spoke. It wasn't just the loss of the sun. She knew her grandfather was a terrible person. She knew it. But she had loved him. Yes, it was all based on lies, but did that really wipe away her whole childhood? And now he was gone forever. And he deserved it, she knew that. He didn't deserve tears. But she needed them. She hurt and she needed to mourn. Her home was gone. Half of her family was gone. And she couldn't keep all of that bottled up anymore whether it was okay or not.
Ardiente holds on tight to Fieri, allowing her to cry into his shoulder. His jaw hurt slightly from holding back the tears now. Inside his mind and heart was turmoil, but outwards he was trying his best not to show it, stoically supporting Fieri. He wasn't exactly sure what he could do or say to comfort her, especially given his own confusion on the subject, so he simply stayed silent for a long while until her sobs began to peter off.
"I... at least that was a beautiful send-off. I've never seen anything like that." he says hoarsely after a long while, still holding tightly onto Fieri. "And... hopefully when the sun rises tomorrow, we can finally start healing our people."
"Tyrrin, I have a batch of nanites for your team to take with you to neutralize the virus's infectious capabilities once you catch up with the train. I sent Dennis with it. I need to stay here and keep manufacturing these things. He should be there shortly. He runs pretty fast when he needs to," she said over the radio.
"Understood. I see him already." she replied over the comm, glancing towards the rapidly approaching figure of Dennis in the distance.
"Prepare yourselves. I am almost exhausted for magical energy for the day, but hopefully the the nanites will work quickly enough that it will not be a concern. Come, gather around." Tyrrin motioned for everyone to gather near to her so that they might depart as soon as Dennis arrived with the delivery.
"I...I don't know. But it can't be worse than trying to go through the school...I should never have left the roof in the first place."
"Will... will you be able to hold on? I could only carry you in my mouth, and... well, that's a bad idea, right? Besides, you'll be all wet afterwards." Rena says worriedly, still slightly nuzzling her crush, wanting to steal away his pain like he did for others.
"I...I don't know. But it can't be worse than trying to go through the school...I should never have left the roof in the first place.""Will... will you be able to hold on? I could only carry you in my mouth, and... well, that's a bad idea, right? Besides, you'll be all wet afterwards." Rena says worriedly, still slightly nuzzling her crush, wanting to steal away his pain like he did for others.
"All weapons are good," she corrected. "Some just take more skill to wield than others. A truly skilled warrior could slay you with a blade of grass...or perhaps only a word. There are many different styles of fighting, Kodjack-kun and not all of them involve smashing things. Though I agree...it's not wise to limit oneself to only one weapon. It's best to learn to master as many as you can so that you are never unprepared. And many combats are about outwitting an opponent rather than wounding them. Which is a whole different sort of training...I presume based on your comments about needing to become smarter that this is the sort of training you are seeking here?"
Rounding a corner in the hallway ahead comes a small being - a bleach-white gnome with stark red eyes is seen walking with a casual air. He looks to the pair (Nanami and Kodjack) curiously, with a slight look of recognition in his eyes when he looks at Nanami. He moves quickly to the side, allowing the bigger folk to pass by, and in fact bows ever so slightly to the female among the two. No older than a teenager of his race, the gnome's albino colouration clashes with his choice of dark-as-night clothing. He holds his bow until Nanami passes by, not saying a word, demonstrating respect. If she stops, he will look up from his bow and smile charmingly.
"All weapons are good," she corrected. "Some just take more skill to wield than others. A truly skilled warrior could slay you with a blade of grass...or perhaps only a word. There are many different styles of fighting, Kodjack-kun and not all of them involve smashing things. Though I agree...it's not wise to limit oneself to only one weapon. It's best to learn to master as many as you can so that you are never unprepared. And many combats are about outwitting an opponent rather than wounding them. Which is a whole different sort of training...I presume based on your comments about needing to become smarter that this is the sort of training you are seeking here?"
"Words are meaningless in combat," Kodjack said in response to that particular suggestion. "Words do not shed blood to wear as trophies." A simple grunt dismissed the rest of Nanami's words, varying too greatly from his tribe's teachings, which were superior to all other teachings of the tribes that fell before them.
His attention then turned to her question. "I am here to get smart enough to avenge my tribe," he told her, his voice as cold and serious as it could be. "I do not care about much else; my people's spirits must be put to rest through revenge so they may do battle in the great beyond." Memories seemed to surge through his mind as he spoke, his eyes looking towards the distance, yet focusing on nothing. He pulled himself out of it after a few seconds, then just said, "It must die."
Ace kisses Ginni on the cheek as she leaves, "Want me to come along, or hang here with Ehos and Jai?"
Ehos watches Ginni go, turning back to Ace, Silinrul, Jaiye and Tural. His arm is firmly around Jaiye's waist, with the other one managing his datapad in order to communicate. 'What leads do we have then? We have to start somewhere.' he asks of Ace, fully aware that Silinrul may not exactly be up to speed on the conversation.
As Melody plays the song, a little ways in, the sound of piano begins to fill in under the song.
If anyone looks over to the piano that has been resting in the corner, it seems to be playing itself, though a thin white film appears on the black keys, but gets swiped away when they're used.
There are origami figures on the top of the piano.
Mel really does not notice the piano until the song is over, she is really getting into it.
after the song is over Mel fixes her hair. I hope that was ok, by the way who added the piano?
looking over there. and seeing the frost and the origami. Well that narrows it down to about half the people that I know. she says, hands on hips, a bit confused.
"That's half? You really need to get out more, hun."
As the voice speaks, a furred person fades in from the tips of his ears to the end of his tail.
"I brought you some papers you left. They're a little more interesting now, but I didn't mess them up."
He pads over and hugs her quickly.
"How are you doing? Heard you got injured in the line of service."
He looks around at the other musicians.
"Who are your friends?"
He smiles to the people around.
He seems nice and there's just something about him that puts you at ease. Maybe it's the way he carries himself, maybe it's because he's a kitty. Hard to tell.
Ardiente holds on tight to Fieri, allowing her to cry into his shoulder. His jaw hurt slightly from holding back the tears now. Inside his mind and heart was turmoil, but outwards he was trying his best not to show it, stoically supporting Fieri. He wasn't exactly sure what he could do or say to comfort her, especially given his own confusion on the subject, so he simply stayed silent for a long while until her sobs began to peter off."I... at least that was a beautiful send-off. I've never seen anything like that." he says hoarsely after a long while, still holding tightly onto Fieri. "And... hopefully when the sun rises tomorrow, we can finally start healing our people."
She pulls away wiping tears from her eyes and nodded. And then stopped as if considering.
"No, I don't think it can wait for tomorrow," she said, looking suddenly determined. "Excuse me, Ardiente, but there's something I need to do. And this time you're not going to be able to help me...you're not exactly musically inclined," she added with an apologetic shrug.
And with that she took off back inside, nearly running as she looked for Taron and/or Kam.
"Understood. I see him already." she replied over the comm, glancing towards the rapidly approaching figure of Dennis in the distance."Prepare yourselves. I am almost exhausted for magical energy for the day, but hopefully the the nanites will work quickly enough that it will not be a concern. Come, gather around." Tyrrin motioned for everyone to gather near to her so that they might depart as soon as Dennis arrived with the delivery.
Dennis arrived and handed over a small container. "She said to put that at the center of the train and hit the button," he panted. "Also to remind you that this only makes the virus non-infectious. You'll still have to contain the infected so they don't hurt anyone before the virus controlling them dies out."
"I...I don't know. But it can't be worse than trying to go through the school...I should never have left the roof in the first place.""Will... will you be able to hold on? I could only carry you in my mouth, and... well, that's a bad idea, right? Besides, you'll be all wet afterwards." Rena says worriedly, still slightly nuzzling her crush, wanting to steal away his pain like he did for others.
"I can try. Hopefully it will work?" he said with a great deal of uncertainty.
Nanami frowned a little after the passed the strange gnome. Something wasn't right there. He recognized her. But she'd never met him before....perhaps he was from one of the other shinobi clans? She would have to investigate. When she wasn't babysitting a large, but regrettably stupid, boy hellbent on revenge.
"You may not care now, but I think you might in the future. After all, you'll have a lot of life left to live after you get vengeance for your family. Also, my condolences for your loss."
She pulls away wiping tears from her eyes and nodded. And then stopped as if considering.
"No, I don't think it can wait for tomorrow," she said, looking suddenly determined. "Excuse me, Ardiente, but there's something I need to do. And this time you're not going to be able to help me...you're not exactly musically inclined," she added with an apologetic shrug.
And with that she took off back inside, nearly running as she looked for Taron and/or Kam.
Kamenwati us sitting in the hatchery, playing a song with the rather... inventive... use of a cello. The eggs all seem to love it.
"That's half? You really need to get out more, hun."
As the voice speaks, a furred person fades in from the tips of his ears to the end of his tail.
"I brought you some papers you left. They're a little more interesting now, but I didn't mess them up."
He pads over and hugs her quickly.
"How are you doing? Heard you got injured in the line of service."
He looks around at the other musicians.
"Who are your friends?"
He smiles to the people around.
He seems nice and there's just something about him that puts you at ease. Maybe it's the way he carries himself, maybe it's because he's a kitty. Hard to tell.
Mel smiles, It is nice to be with more friends.
she even tries to hug him a bit longer, but soon stops cold...cold....cold...
she rubs her hands together and quickly warms back up.
Yeah, I would get out more, but between, detentions, and getting shredded by exploding stuff, and getting incinerated on the sun and dying, and getting better. I just haven't had the time. she stops there a little smirk at her own joke not really expecting anyone else to understand.
Oh these are some more musicians here at the school, the drummer over there is Janie, and the violinist there is Cameron, and the dragon looking fellow is Kezzin. I really hope I got all your names right.
"Hi." Cameron says, waving his bow.
Kamenwati us sitting in the hatchery, playing a song with the rather... inventive... use of a cello. The eggs all seem to love it.
She pulls away wiping tears from her eyes and nodded. And then stopped as if considering.
"No, I don't think it can wait for tomorrow," she said, looking suddenly determined. "Excuse me, Ardiente, but there's something I need to do. And this time you're not going to be able to help me...you're not exactly musically inclined," she added with an apologetic shrug.
And with that she took off back inside, nearly running as she looked for Taron and/or Kam.
Kamenwati us sitting in the hatchery, playing a song with the rather... inventive... use of a cello. The eggs all seem to love it.
"Kam...Uh, hi. One, that was awesome and I totally want to learn more about your technique there. Two, I need your help," she said abruptly. Her eyes were red and she'd obviously been crying. "For a...sort of a concert. Not exactly a concert. I need you and Taron. And probably Pan too. But that's it. This isn't about bands. And it...it needs to be family. I'm planning to broadcast from the practice space in the basement. In the school and into the camp....Firebirds set practically everything to music and this is no exception. Tomorrow is for moving on and starting over, but tonight I mean to have a wake."
"Hi, kitty-guy," Janie says, waving a drumstick cheerfully.
Ardiente simply nods as she goes off. "Be safe."
Alone for the first time in several days, Ardiente stops to think. He wanted to see Raelle, he knew that much. He could feel sleep clawing at him though, the seductive call of rest after so many days spent without.
Unsure if he wanted to go see Raelle right away or go to sleep, Ardiente simply stands on the green outside the school, watching the sun finish setting, the red in the sky matching the tone of his hair.