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Post by Takaishi Jiishita on Mar 23, 2008 23:29:23 GMT -4
Jiishita, fresh out of the conference and Yancha's clinic headed to Hell. The Yami-ou had left before Jiishita had even taken in the numerous arguments contained in the meeting and had needed time to process them. The young man who had spoken for Heaven had been someone that Jiishita had never seen before and thus figured had been born after him. And from Tomoyo's nickname of "young Angel", he supposed that this Kouzetsu Gin, as he introduced himself to Tomoyo at the Conference, had been born many years after him. However, despite his youth he seemed to know a lot of Heaven's current state.
Knowing that Ren was Tomoyo's husband, Jiishita had been shocked to find out that he was leaving Heaven. He almost couldn't believe it, but his loyalty had been questioned several times by those in Heaven. It seemed as though even though Heaven had agreed to the marriage that meant nothing to them. It didn't do a damn thing and Ren was forced out.
But there was more pressing matter in Jiishita's mind, like the Dragon who had injured himself and his wife badly in the attempt to force information from them of Tomoyo. Jiishita knew that she would care about such a being looking for her, and approached her gates, knowing that a party of sorts would be going on.
Low and behold, there was, and Jiishita had to make his way through the crowds to where he knew that the throne would be. He usually expected to have been intercepted by Avalon, Tomoyo's servant by now, but he was apparently occupied with someone who looked more unruly and dangerous.
He looked to his right and left, seeing nothing but barren pathways with the hallway entrances being blocked by some sort of barrier. The message was clear that no one needed to go exploring in the castle. Knowing Tomo, the barrier probably cause a hell of a lot of pain.
Making his way forward, he approached the throne openly, his first words coming out in a hurried, excited voice, "Yami-ou, I have interesting news for you..."
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Post by Sanada Tomo on Mar 25, 2008 8:26:41 GMT -4
Because Avalon was busy bringing Tomoyo her daily bottle of Windtini, he did not answer the castle door like usual. Also as usual, Tomoyo did not have her guards at the door, and thus, when Jiishita walked in, Tomoyo smiled. He had been in attendance at the meeting and seemed a little troubled. She hoped that he was planning to tell her about whatever had been on his mind. He had told her that there was something of importance that he had to share, and she wondered what it was...
She smiled more brightly, summoning a chair made of black velvet for him to seat himself upon.
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Post by Takaishi Jiishita on Mar 31, 2008 21:25:00 GMT -4
Tomo didn't say anything to him as he walked in, but only smiled, her familiar glass of Windtini in her grasp.
Jiishita didn't have the time to tell her what had happened to him and Chikara, and she was still recovering in the doctor's magical lab. Knowing that she was in a safe place made his voice calm and steady, although the scenes from his battle with the "Prince of Dragons" Ilreg still made his skin crawl. He had not expected a Dragon to attack them at all.
He started speaking straightforward, not hesitating with details. "Tomo, there was a disturbance in the Mortal Realm. A Dragon killed a man in cold blood. Chikara and I went to check it out, because as you know we haven't heard of anything like this recently, Heaven being in the shape that its in and being forbidden contact with Humans and all.
"When we got there, we found the strangest pitch black tower. I mean, if the surrounding area hadn't been so cold, I would have thought that it was your magic at work. The disturbance that the structure itself caused was something that we felt for miles altering the natural life.
"He sent servants to stop us when he felt our presence. We killed them. And then we engaged him in battle...we were hurt badly. He wields Ice with the expertise that I haven't seen since Aizawa Sasuke. We were beaten, and Chikara's anger overruled her actions. She put herself in extreme danger, but we managed to escape.
"My personal endeavors don't have anything to do with you, and I'm not here to ask for charity or anything like that. I just wanted to let you know, to ask whether or not you have seen anything or heard anything related to this. Dragons becoming active is something that is definitely important...I haven't seen a Dragon since the reincarnation of Karasu Itsuki, and before that only the Maryuu-ou. The Dragon that we fought...his name was Ilreg, and he was asking us for information about you..."
Even though Jiishita and Tomo were old friends, he didn't want to be a burden to her. He waited for her response. A part of him felt that even though he was allied with Tomo as far as cause, he was different--choirless--and thus not included in those who reaped the benefits of Tomo's company. It had become obvious during the Conference--although he had been invited personally by Tomo--that he was way out of his league.
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Post by Sanada Tomo on Mar 31, 2008 21:50:21 GMT -4
[I'd like to end this as quickly as possible, if you don't mind ^^]
Tomoyo wasn't really given the chance to give the greeting that she wanted because Jiishita went into a long tale concerning being attacked by a Dragon.
That was rather intriguing; Jiishita had been right. It had been a long time since the Dragons had been seen or even spoken with. The first that she had seen almost in almost a millennia was Kilara, one of the members of the Machimachi pack, a small group from the Mythical Realm that she commissioned to do certain jobs for her in the Mortal Realm. Kilara, the Dragon in question, had said that she had been cast off of a throne in the Mythical Realm.
Because she had not divulged any details--which Tomoyo had not been expecting; she was a Dragon after all--Tomoyo had not expected the disturbance in the Mythical Realm to extend this far.
"Symphony," Tomoyo said quietly, and her servant appeared. Handing her drink to Symphony, she stepped off of her throne, her long silver hair and white robe flowing around her.
"You know that you and your wife are welcome here anytime, don't you?" she said with a smile. "In fact, I insist that the both of you move into Rei's palace on the fifth as soon as Chikara can walk." She assumed that Chikara must have been pretty fucked up if she wasn't with him. "Not that I wouldn't want both of you to be here, but I think that Chikara would like to spend time with someone who is related to her. You know she loves Rei's layer..." pausing momentarily to let the welcoming nature of her tone filter through the air before she addressed his story.
"As for the Dragon, this is a matter that I will have to deal with myself...I will try to find as much information as I can, and if there is none to be found, I will seek out this Ilreg character, if you would be so kind as to point out his location in the Mortal Realm...I have just received an important guest, and I have many, many venues of information. I will try my best. We don't really know what is going in the Mythical Realm, since there hasn't been an issue there that has effected any other Realm, and so this is an early sign for me...is there any other thing that you want to tell me?"
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Post by Takaishi Jiishita on Mar 31, 2008 21:57:16 GMT -4
[Okay ^^]
Jiishita was really happy that he could move into Hell for a visit with Chikara. Of course, Tomo knew that Chikara actually did cherish Rei as a descendant. It was then that Jiishita remembered Ren storming out on Heaven and began to wonder briefly what Chikara would think.
"That's all," Jiishita said. "I'll wait for Chikara to be well and I will bring her here." he thought about something, and then said, "...wouldn't Rei be surprised to see us there unexpectedly?"
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Post by Sanada Tomo on Mar 31, 2008 22:15:50 GMT -4
[I'm labeling this finished after my reply]
Tomoyo smiled as she replied to Jiishita's question. She hadn't been seeing much of Rei lately, although the Rai-ou was still very loyal and had always come to her when called. "Of course she'll be surprised; that is the very point."
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