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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 1:55:34 GMT -5
Ayalan smirked at the business like attitude here now, he knew Malice was right: They had to take care of everything soon if they both wanted the world they strived for.
"Got it.." Of course, this would lead straight to Aya's sudden glance.."Why..yes. Yes it does..How did you figure it out?" He smiled and put his hand on his hip, looking aside.."It's my sister's."
That was all he felt sentimentality would need to go, as he felt the metal on his head.."Why do you ask?" Ayalan of course, put his brass knuckles on, smirking..he appreciated all this help, and Malice's ability to bring out the better side of Aya's personality.
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 2:02:05 GMT -5
"Its beautiful. It has her essence on it. She must be a very strong woman to leave such an etheric trace on an object. With your permission, I would like to inscribe symbols on the inner side of it. They will amplify your mind, and possibly triple your magical ability." Malice gazed into the eyes of Ayalan. So much pain...
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 2:06:05 GMT -5
Ayalan smiled and looked down for a moment as he complimented his sister.."I wouldn't be alive without her..I'd agree with you." He then listened and slowly pulled off the circlet, it had made an impression on his head, he wore it diligently..
"As you wish.." He caught the gaze of Malice; a lot of the past hit him at the same time, and Ayalan laughed to himself. "It should..be interesting, to see how powerful my magic could get.."
He then took his eyes away, he was almost drawn in by the fact that Malice seemed to be analyzing him, and he tried to do so back, but to no avail..it was harder for Aya to use his senses in the emotional area.
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 2:11:51 GMT -5
"Thank you. Youll be able to give Alessia a run for her money. You might want to lay down." Malice took a step back and took the circlet. "In order to properly find your way around in your mind, I'm going to have to knock you out." Malice was worried that Aya would be extremely uncomfortable with this little revelation. "Dont worry, youre safe here."
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 2:15:25 GMT -5
Ayalan smirked.."Maybe. That'd be a treat. But in the end..I will only fight them with these abilities..I don't think I'll use them after the fact unless I must." He honestly admitted, Aya actually was not a fan of fighting, it just had to be done.
Then he heard the news of being knocked out, and Ayalan grinned and looked down with a slight chuckle.
He laid down, and shrugged, "Well hey. You saved me from a coma and I've fainted numerous times in my life, what's One more time?" He grinned and closed his eyes.
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 2:22:37 GMT -5
"Stay optimistic, I can already tell your mind is tortured. Dont be held down by the past." Malice knelt next to Aya. He raised a hand to his lips and blew. A magenta colored dust drifted elegantly through the air towards Aya's face. "I hope your dreams are sweet."
Malice stood, and looked at the circlet. He wondered what happened to Aya's sister. Was she still out there? He began inscribing the symbols on the circlet. "Maybe I'll do more than amplify his power..."
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 2:47:35 GMT -5
Ayalan kept his eyes and mouth closed at first; and soon enough he was knocked out as easy as a sleeping man was on his way to sleeping.
He made no noises besides the soft sounds of one who was asleep with no disturbances; and his sister..well to Aya, she was gone..but in actuality..she was still out there somewhere, somehow..that circlet had the everlasting point of hope in Aya's mind at least.
But in that meanwhile, he was in this time, and this moment, Aya was still human afterall, and Malice would be able to see that from Aya's lack of action; he was easily manageable in his current state.
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 3:23:29 GMT -5
Malice focused on his work, inscribing symbol after symbol on the circlet that was held in position by vines growing from the ground. He was mumbling to himself "...focus...stamina...longevity...peace..." He looked over to the sleeping man and wondered what Aya would find in his mind. He went back to his work, humming to himself at first, then sang. It was an eerie tune, somewhat melancholy, but also hopeful.
"Where once was light
Now darkness falls
Where once was love
Love is no more
Don't say goodbye
Don't say I didn't try
These tears we cry
Are falling rain
For all the lies you told us
The hurt, the blame!
And we will weep to be so alone
We are lost
We can never go home"
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 11:44:48 GMT -5
As Malice worked and sang, Ayalan dreamed and shivered.
It was really odd, you know, to see his sister in front of him again: She was with him, getting him out of a firefight. He looked to be about 7. You couldn't hear the dialogue, or anything of that sort, but instead, you could only see the battered Ayalan and what looked to be more of a ninja. He was covered in the same tattoos and branding marks at a young age, but he was also in very extreme conditions. The girl tried her best to heal him, but she was no magician either; instead, she put him in the area of a thick amount of trees, came out, and gave herself in. He looked on tiredly, as she was taken away.
However, Ayalan, he didn't very much enjoy this dream at the moment, and he only reached out a hand, the song kind of gave him a hope that doing this would get her to come back rather than leave.
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 18:37:06 GMT -5
Malice surveyed his work on the circlet. He was proud of his work. He walked over the the sleeping Ayalan and placed the circlet on his head, then whispered in his ear. "Push past the memories and dreams...remember your objective." Malice sat next to Aya and wondered how his journey was going.
He wondered if he should slip into Ayas mind to see what was going on. Malice was always a little nosey.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 18:42:49 GMT -5
Ayalan's head took in the circlet easily, and then he sighed and relaxed his hand at Malice's words. It was almost like an intense psychotherapy.
He mumbled out, but it was very incoherent.
Ayalan looked, and he could swear, time went by in an instant; instead of his sister, he saw a brief image of a woman who looked like a blonde, ready to take all on in battle. However, she was dead; Ayalan made a face, but that message Malice sent along caused him to picture three men: Trucido, Kain, and a warlord of armies from a short time ago: The man who originally forced him to kill his wife. He had all the ability to do anything he wanted to them....
Ayalan let go of his grip in physical life, he did nothing, and he smirked in his sleep. As if he was happy doing nothing; he seemed to be stirring awake.
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 18:50:44 GMT -5
Malice took note of the smirk on Ayalan's face. "What is he doing?" The question pulled at his mind. "Ok, I cant do this anymore..." Malice held up a taloned finger, it began to glow with dark energy. "...this might sting a bit." Malice inserted the finger into Aya's temple. Malice opened his "eyes". "Aya?"
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 18:55:48 GMT -5
Ayalan felt like he was awake, but he only saw Malice; in the dream world, Malice would see the three men behind him, they stood there, and Ayalan only studied their movements and their ways.
In the real world, Ayalan was just laying there.
The response was the same however, "..Yes Malice?" He said lightly, he had sat in front of the three people, watching their weapons, their forms. He, of course, had the opportunity to kill them all dream wise, but instead, he watched them, all the people who caused him trouble currently.
"Is something wrong, m'friend?"
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 19:00:18 GMT -5
Malice looked around. "I'm guessing that these three have caused your greatest trouble?"
He was looking for something. Something that indicated the location in Aya's mind of his locked away power.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 19:03:11 GMT -5
Ayalan nodded...he pointed to each.
"My leading commander.."
"Trucido, my current target."
"Kain, a bane to everyone at the moment."
He then smirked, and looked beyond the three.."And..my wife's killer."
There was only a mirror, as he sighed and looked away, shaking his head.
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