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Reading back now. I'll hopefully get a post up either later tonight or early tomorrow
@Dealdric it's a high-fantasy setting, if you're interested I can get you more information (:
It's hella fun, larping is always the highlight of my month.

@Lord Zee thanks! Yeah I realized after I posted that it wouldn't be fair to hold up anything while I'm gone, so it's totally cool.
Just a head's up, the next few days are going to be hectic for me.
I'm finishing my winter class early so I can go LARPing this weekend, so tomorrow I have a butt-ton of work due and then I'll be in the woods without internet access until Sunday.
I might not post again until Sunday evening.

Edit: I'll try to post at least once tomorrow so I'm not holding up @Forsythe, but if need be, you have my permission to just say that Fiala goes with Hiraga and I'll take over again when I get back.
Fiala: catch me if you can


Fiala crossed her arms. "Sister, you know I'd never wield them in anger. Only ever to protect." She tried not to be offended by Hiraga's comment, but it was still a little off-putting - she couldn't think of a single reason why her motives for finding her daggers should be questioned.

However, as she watched her sister nod to the fairy, and the little creature nod back and fly away, Fiala straightened and took a deep breath. No reason to get upset, she reminded herself. She knew Hiraga was only being cautious.

Then Hiraga was pulling her in the direction of the tallest nearby building. Fiala glanced up, saw where they were going, and smirked. "Race me, sister!" With that, she freed her hand and took off at full speed. Puddles splashed up wildly behind her, soaking the few unfortunate mortals she passed. She thought she saw a head or two turn as she went - to an outsider, seeing someone move so quickly but dodge obstacles so expertly must have been bizarre, to say the least - but she didn't pay them any mind. Right now she was focused on one thing: getting to the top of the building first.

As she reached the front of the building, she slowed to what she assumed was a more human gait. She could see now that it was an apartment building, and a nice one at that. Nodding to the doorman, she entered and made her way for the stairs. It surprised her a little that no one said anything as she entered, but she didn't question it: she simply entered the stairwell, and, once the door was completely closed, she bolted at full speed again.

She only slowed twice more, when she found another person traveling down, just long enough to exchange pleasantries and make sure they could no longer see before speeding up. Reaching the top of the stairs, she paused to glance at her watch. Record time. Feeling content, she threw open the last door and walked out onto the roof. Her eyes scanned the city around her - it was a beautiful view, to be sure. Sitting on a vent, she took in her surroundings as she lit a cigarette and waited patiently for Hiraga to catch up.

@Forsythe
Yeah I figured :P
@Lord Zee I'll light a candle for you.

@Forsythe I should have clarified that Fiala was talking to the fairy lol.
No big deal or anything. I'll write a response in a little bit
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Totally blanked and forgot to move my character over... oops.

I'm working on a second character as well, but it's kind of slow-going since my class picked up. Hopefully I'll have it done tomorrow or the day after.

Fiala: all work and no play


Fiala no longer restrained her giddiness as the downpour began. She extended her arms and spun in place, dancing like a child frolicking in a light rain - although as she stepped around, the raindrops veered off course, hitting the pavement and keeping her dry. She didn't pay attention as the man across the street held his briefcase above his head and ran for cover, nor did she care that other people were scrambling to avoid the sudden and dramatic weather change. She didn't even notice when a fairy landed on her sister's shoulder, or the change in Hiraga's expression as the message was delivered. It wasn't until Hiraga spoke again that Fiala realized what happened.

Amos. Fiala loved playing with him when she was still in the Heavens, although he never quite appreciated her games... always took his job so seriously. She thought of him occasionally, mostly to wonder if thousands of years in exile softened him enough to lighten up and enjoy himself a little... although Hiraga's words seemed to indicate otherwise. Still, it would be nice to see him again.

Goehearth, though... Fiala scowled at the utterance of his name. He was never fun. All he wanted was to destroy. Her memories of this brother were tainted with his own twisted games, ruining what seemed like everything in his path. She largely avoided him, even before she descended to Earth; and one of the greatest comforts she'd felt after losing her own powers, was that he, and others like him, had also lost theirs. She hated to think what terrible things he might have planned now that his powers have returned.

Fiala looked to the fairy perched on Hiraga's shoulder, and made a motion as if throwing something. "My daggers - can you find them?" She always hoped she would never need them again - the only real use they ever saw was during the chaos after the Gates were closed - but considering who they would eventually run into, she felt it necessary to be able to protect herself and those around her.

Fiala took her sister's hand again, and looked toward where the ring had come. "The bell we heard - we're being called. All of us are." She couldn't even begin to think about why they were being summoned. Best case, Death came to his senses and was finally allowing them to return home. Worst case...
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