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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Nov 8, 2010 13:33:49 GMT -5
It was a very thundrous, lightning filled day. How appropriate, as Aya dropped his weaponry off at the barracks, and approached the main castle, walking through.
All of the people sort of stared at him, because he was holding a gun in a holster: They all recognized the lettering and the style of gun it was: Their former leader had used it often, more than likely. However, Aya made his way with two guards up to the main throne area, hating all of this procedure and bias toward royalty.
The guards opened the door, where upon Aya was slowly escorted in, his hands behind his back as respectful as possible, for looking like a warrior of old. He did his quick bow to the woman before him, and stood back up, frowning the whole while.
"...Queen Donnerlupo, I presume?" He questioned aloud, knowing full well who she was, but having no other way to start the conversation.
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Post by Elysia Donnerlupo on Nov 8, 2010 13:37:15 GMT -5
Elysia watched the newcomer with very little interest. She remained seated in her throne when she answered. "If it were any other they would not live long. State your business."
Right to the point- the queen of Tuono did not enjoy having her time wasted.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Nov 8, 2010 13:40:01 GMT -5
Ayalan smirked at the comment, worthy of one who was proud, however, he cleared his throat.
He blinked for a bit, not wanting to say this. However, it came.
"...I think I need to talk to you in private about the matters concerning your father, and his brother's deaths." He put his hands on his sides, leaving his 'smoking gun' evidence out of view for now, to assure his story would be as valid as possible.
"..If you don't mind our talking in private, of course." Aya knew that this was a very, very secretive piece of information: as far as people knew, he could have just been a messenger.
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Post by Elysia Donnerlupo on Nov 8, 2010 13:45:52 GMT -5
At the sight of the gun Elysia stiffened. She recognized it, just as did every other person in the throne room. She nodded at the guards and the room slowly emptied.
"What is your name?" She demanded. Her voice was quiet now, but full of threatening authority, and part of her concentration was just outside an opened window, where the lightning was ready for her to tap into at any given moment.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Nov 8, 2010 13:51:02 GMT -5
Of course, now the long haired man, yellow eyed, looked away at her authority: This was literally looking at a child(Even if she was a Queen at a young adult age) and telling her that you killed her family.
However, he looked back, unbuckling the gun, with a spear attachment, holding it out in one hand.
"Ayalan Dauzi Invargas. I'm a mercenary from the lands of Nerezza, residing in Alberisato." He left his free hand on his own hip.
"I..have come out of shame. To be honest, it's been eating away at me. I have been...-" He thought about using the phrase, 'part of the' to soften the blow...however..-"..I have been the reason for your father and uncle's...untimely demise." He bowed his head down, still extending the gun out.
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Post by Elysia Donnerlupo on Nov 8, 2010 14:04:56 GMT -5
The lightnhing flashed outside, and part of the bolt splintered off, shooting at Ayalan. It stopped just short of hitting him, the enegry crackling and growing in mid air, becoming more deadly by the moment.
"Give me one reason not to kill you right now." Her voice was even quieter than before- she was furious. Not only had this man killed her father- the one she herself had wanted to be the one to kill- but he'd taken the life of the only person to ever show her sympathy, her only family.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Nov 8, 2010 14:09:34 GMT -5
Ayalan spoke up softly, feeling the intense energy of plasma waves nearly strike him, as he sat there, kneeling out of wincing.
"..I've done you an injustice. Your father and uncle are dead because of me, and I was working under the goal of going against Trucido- seeing as your father was working with him..he had been in my way." He never once implicated Celestia with the death of Vasuki, and never once implicated Roxa in the death of Celtik. He took on the brunt of this pain.
He closed his eyes, wincing, this had been eating him away because, while Celtik may have been evil, his brother had only been trying to protect him; Aya was doing this for the sake of saving the world, not as a personal vendetta.
"..So I'm afraid I have no reason."
'..To think. I'm here ready to die for something I had to do, and the other day, I was fighting to survive against Trucido's ways..' He looked up, and met the Queen eye to eye, despite their far distance.
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Post by Elysia Donnerlupo on Nov 8, 2010 14:32:50 GMT -5
Elysia knew of Trucido, and his plot to destroy Allorum as well as Earth. Her father had supported it as one of the Sumata, and she had remained uninvolved.
A small part of the energy split off and struck the gun he held still, blackening the metal and sending a small shock through him. "You are either very brave, stupid, or suicidal to simply walk into my throne room and state that, Ayalan Dauzi Invargas."
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Nov 8, 2010 14:38:02 GMT -5
Ayalan felt the shock run through his body as he held his breath, taking in the pain and wincing, letting go of the gun quickly after as he held back a scream of pain, and finally exhaled as she stopped, putting a hand down to hold himself up. That shock, was definitely a little more than a little.
However, Aya looked up.."...Can it be..all three?" He gave her a slight smirk, as he sighed, back onto his knees.."..I'm none of them..to be honest, Ms. Donnerlupo." He had hated the title of King and Queen, referring to her as respectfully as he could.
"..I'm just guilty and wrongful; as are those who kept this from you since their deaths months ago." He sighed, and looked back up-.."I can only say that I'm sorry." Now this was a different Aya, maybe that coma gave him remorse, or maybe he had changed a bit.
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Post by Elysia Donnerlupo on Nov 8, 2010 15:20:53 GMT -5
She sent another shock through him. "Had you said something to anger me further I would have killed you quickly. But I think I will do this slowly now. Yet another bolt splintered from teh ball of energy she controlled. "Vasuki did not deserve to die!" There was pain in her voice as she shouted this.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Nov 8, 2010 20:55:40 GMT -5
Ayalan counted his victories; he wasn't dead, just very pained and in stress from each lightning sting, that caused tremendous pain in his body before he finally screamed out in pain, no one outside these walls could have heard him though. His scream was cut off by another attack, as he hit the floor with both palms outstretched.
"He..didnt...Deserve it!" Aya agreed, as he slowly fell to each bolt a bit lower and lower, clutching for any sense of pleasure over all this pain.
"He...He died for your Father! He wasn't anyone's target!" Aya winced and fell to his back from the last one, holding his chest in pain, flinging the hilt of the dress sword from so long ago from his side pouch, wincing as he felt himself. "He told me...that you wanted this back.." Aya sighed, and tried to get on his knees again.
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Post by Elysia Donnerlupo on Nov 8, 2010 21:10:31 GMT -5
Immediately the energy dissipated and she rose from her throne for the first time since Ayalan had entered. She walked to where the hilt of a dress sword had stopped. It had about an inch and a half of the blade remaining, a jagged and somewhat blackened edge toit. She picked it up, remembering Celtik using lightning to shatter her uncle's gift and harm her- then shooting her afterwards.
He hadn't forgotten.. Though he'd almost never visited after that- Celtik wouldn't allow it- he'd still kept the hilt of it after all this time. He always was too kind- Celtik himself said that. As much as she hated to admit it, she knew what had happened- Vasuki had died trying to protect his brother, and had asked his killer to bring her this memento.
After a long moment she faced Ayalan again. "Thank you for bringing this." She said, regaining her composure. "There is much sentimental value in this, and in gratitude I will spare your life, Ayalan Duazi Invargas."
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Nov 8, 2010 21:14:44 GMT -5
Ayalan slowly rose to his knee, one hand holding him up as he winced in extreme, but bearable pain...
"...I thank you, Ms. Donnerlupo. I ..figured it would only be best to tell you the truth and deliver on any promise necessary-" He was of course, undeniably upset with her for her torment, but she had power over magic unthinkable, it may have even been stronger than Celtik's bolts.
"..Please understand, no one else would have told you given the circumstances." When he arose, his hair was frizzled, and his body was quite well off with electrical burns, some of his leather burned as well. He cleared his throat, and bowed to her, keeping as much composure as someone who had been attacked- with good reason of course- could have.
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Post by Elysia Donnerlupo on Nov 8, 2010 21:24:19 GMT -5
She nodded silently and turned her back to him, walking to a window a looking out at the inclement weather. "I would advise you to allow me my solitude now. You are welcome to stay the night in a guest room to recover."
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Nov 8, 2010 21:28:22 GMT -5
Ayalan looked up at Elysia, as he walked slowly next to her, putting down his sigil- the sign that he was a mercenary- he made a nod to Elysia.
"It..may not mean a lot. Really. But should there ever be a time you need my services...Free of charge. No matter the situation. As my only apology for your loss, I offer you all I can- myself." He bowed his head to her out of respect, and slowly held himself, limp-walking out, as the guards stared bewildered at him- he looked like a mess, but he was alive.
"Queen! Shall we get your dinner ready now?" They asked in unison, at attention- it was about that time.
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