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Dormition of Peace
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Dormition of Peace"Well, I'm I came from the distortion realm, I think you knew that already..." He chuckled nervously, tounge tying itself into a knot as panic began to overtake him. "I'm, Gira showed me where you guys were so I opened a hole and came here? So I can open another one to the distortion realm and bring you all back? Yeah? Cool? Cool. I'm going to assume that you guys not really saying anything means you're cool with it."

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•
Turning his attention back to the group, November nudged them with his good wing, “Kay guys, its time to move.”
(and Elysian - if she can come with you then)
Their name shook the creator to their core, jarring them badly. They had just been leaping over a pond, elegant legs poised to land softly when a voice echoed around them calling them by name. Flubbing up the landing spectacularly, Eraqus brushed off the dirt groaning at the grass stains on their knees. Pulling themself up regally, they looked around searching for the source of the voice. They instinctively knew who it was. Of course they knew, they cad created everything on the earth lovingly and knew each creation by name. They knew their laughter and tears by heart, each creation holding a piece of their unconditional love. "Gira?" They called, head whipping around to try and locate their child who they had wronged so many times over. "Is that you? Are you alright?! " They voice was resonating with worry, memories of Gira's request for strength still fresh in their mind.
(I don't mind her coming. Shaka's gonna tag along too)

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•
Fyssi had been half asleep, and hadn't noticed November's awakening even despite her promise. She perked up very suddenly at the mention of her son's name and looked up as Zexion approached. Noticing the portal, she stood frozen for a few moments to comprehend and take in the situation that had been thrust upon her. She stood up, stretching each of her limbs, and failed to notice in her drowsy haze the absence of Meka.
Spiri followed November, kinda staying back. She didn't know if he'd forgiven her for whatever it was he'd been mad at her for. She felt a little terrible for isolating herself when her emotions got complicated, but what was she to do? Emotions she never thought she would ever deal with in a billion years and then some were taking hold of her, and she didn't know how she felt about it, she didn't even feel she had the mental strength to even ask what was wrong, so she stayed silent.
"Running away again?" The fae giggled, flighting around them as they gently swaddled them with lies. "But that's so like you. You could never face your mistakes. You're not strong enough to. Never was." One particular bold far buzzed by their ear, unnatural hands gently cupping their love as they whispered their sweet lies. "He wouldn't accept you anyways. Why do you think he reached out to you? To reconnect and make amends? You truely are a fool to think that. Of course he would laugh at you, mock you, scorn you. That's what you deserve after what had happened. Of course you could save yourself the misery and reform him. But you're too soft for that, aren't you?"
Shaking their head as the world began to close around them again, darkness crawling from the trees to wrap at their ankles, ranging them in a web of self loathing and lies. Their mind thrashed against the bonds that tethered them down as giggles accompanied them down down down, into the awning oblivion.
To anyone, Eraqus had simply relaxed, hands dangling listlessly at their sides as the slight rise and fall of their chest marked them still as alive. Slowly, golden eyes fluttered open again and Eraqus leaned over to gaze into the pond once more. "Hello, Son." They greeted coldly, his whole body language flat and monotone. Even the greeting sounded more like a threat, emphasis heavily placed on the title

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•
"Its nice of you to try and make me feel better but we both know its a lie." They replied bitterly, sighing. "It's only natural, after all I purposefully left you alone. I could have visited you whenever I wished. Didn't you ever find it strange that this is the first time we have spoken to each other since I locked you in your prison? I was the creator of the realm you call home yet i made no attempt to contact you. Strange, no? That really does lead one to wonder, do I really care?"

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•
Zemna turned around and walked back towards where Cerva was standing. She was more optimistic about the portal than Cerva was.
Spiri watched her friend enter the portal and slowly, nervously, took a tiny step closer. Looks like they were going to see everyone again. At least, according to Zexion. She had to get over her emotions at some point here, if the whole world was to hate her, then let it. It was never meant to matter anyway.
Zexion stood by the portal, fidgeting as his friends went through one by one. Seeing an unfamiliar head of blond hair separated from the group among the contrasting green, he stepped closer to November to catch his attention. "Who's that?" he whispered, pointing discreetly to Shaka. "And is there someone following us? I think there's someone following us."
The portal opened up on an outcropping looking over the group. The sound of space tearing and reshaping itself stirred Isa awake from his slumber. Seeing Fyssi emerge first, he quickly shook Bri's shoulder to wake the other up. "Bri, they're back." He hissed, eyes gleaming with excitement even when his voice stayed mostly flat.

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Cerva watched Zemna go through and contemplated if she should follow or not. She ended up following Zemna into the portal.
Spiri pushed past November and went into the portal. Her friends were on the other side, and at least it was safe with them all together again. She went behind Fyssi and saw her begin looking for Farore. She didn't have to guess what the lugia was looking for. Heck, that kid had scared her to death more than once.
Meka arrived at the base. She instantly started searching for Flick. Where was he? She wanted to get back to the others. They would probably leave without her, she thought, as no one ever noticed when she was gone. She let her invisibility slip away, she hoped if Flick could see her, then he would be easier to find.
Flick, in reality, however, was still pretty angry with Meka. Of all the pokemon to come back for him, why her? Probably because everyone forgot about him already. He stayed hidden. He knew she was looking for him, but he didn't care. What was waiting for him back there anyway? Not friendship, whatever that was, as he had never really felt it much himself. Just a guy hanging around a bunch of idiots waving their arms around and practically screaming 'Come get us! We're losers!'.