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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/11/2017 6:20:13 PM
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"...I don't want to lose another person that.. well, at least tries to care about my current state. I couldn't do that to her.
These.. Vex. What can we do in order to restore her memory?"
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"She will regain these memories over time," Topaz said, "But whether or not she accepts them is up to her." Mason and Topaz stepped off to the side, and whispered something.
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[i]With that, Oliver kneeled down silently, a hushed sigh leaving his lips. To occupy his internal turmoil, he would stroke the head of a small Labrador puppy. Dogs, unsurprisingly, had been a larger part of his life - while his bаstard sister served as an assistant to the royal wizards, Oliver tended to the hounds of the keep. The war hounds were his favorite - they looked similar to a bullmastiff, but much larger, built to tackle armored men and crush limbs in seconds.[/i] [i]...Though Oliver still liked them. For pets bred for combat, they were surprisingly loving on their own.[/i]
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The labrador looked up at Oliver. It yapped happily.
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[i]Oliver smiled a little, though he was still interested in what Mason and the Ghost had taken to discussing. He simply looked up at them though. It would be too difficult to listen.[/i]
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That was a good thing that he couldn't hear them. They were talking about him.
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[i]After a few seconds, Oliver sighed before looking as if he was going to ask what they were talking about, but then immediately shook his head, going back to the puppy. It was as if he was used to receiving negative responses once questions were asked.[/i]
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The Titan and his Ghost returned to him.
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 11/11/2017 7:40:23 PM[i]With their approach, Oliver would simply look up again, now holding the Labrador in his arms.[/i] "So...?" [i]He muttered, a slight confusion upon his youthful face.[/i]
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"None of your concern," Mason replied. Topaz said something, "Go find her."
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"...Sarah, I suppose? She'd be in a library.. or meditating, seems like the type to do so. I can go find her, I suppose.."
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"Then go!" Topaz says.
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"Of course," [i]Oliver jumped a little, setting down the puppy and then jogging off to go find Sarah.[/i] [i]He would check the libraries, first. Sarah loved reading, so that seemed to be the most logical choice.[/i]
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She was not there. The Warlock was not in the library.
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 11/11/2017 9:02:09 PM"Hmm.." [i]Oliver murmured to himself. There was always meditation, but.. where would she meditate? The forest and the mountain were two options, so he went with those, the forest being first.[/i]
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He didn't find her there, either. She seemingly disappeared unless.. she was in the mountains.
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[i]Trekking up the mountains would be.. difficult. Nonetheless.. Oliver was determined as hell.[/i] [i]So, like the white knight he was - he carried onwards. Just in case he got lost, he packed food, camping supplies, water, a (briefly) detailed map.. enough to keep himself alive for a few days.[/i]
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As he climbed up the mountains, as the day wore on. His trek lasted until nightfall. Until, he saw it. A bright light in the woods. It illuminated the trees in the area that he looked down upon.
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[i]That gave him some hope.[/i] [i]Oliver set up his small encampment before trudging onwards towards the light out of curiosity. His sword was drawn, in his own wariness. Had he found her? ...One way to find out.[/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 11/11/2017 10:05:23 PMAs he trudged down the mountain, the Light grew brighter as he drew closer. It was blinding.
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"Gods.." [i]Oliver muttered to himself, keeping his hand up so that he himself wasn't blinded. As he attempted to draw closer and closer, he was forced to turn his head away.[/i] "Sarah? Lady Sarah!" [i]He called out. Hoping, internally, that she would respond..[/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 2/25/2018 5:42:14 PMThe brightness died down, as he saw her. She had summoned some sort of a clone of someone made out if light. This clone wore bulky armor, similar to Mason. But this light clone was not of Mason. The clone was made of all light except for kinectic. The sword it held looked like it was solar, and the shield was void. A Sentinel Titan. She brandished her sword, preparing to fight it, her helmet forming on her head.
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"...Lady Sarah...?" [i]Oliver murmured to himself, his face slightly hidden by the helm of which he wore upon his head. He would station himself upon the sidelines, bringing his sword back to his sheath silently. The spectacle was.. something else.[/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 1/31/2018 1:55:29 AMHer wings of fire spread. She and the clone of light fought. Fiercely they would clash with their blades of metal. Every time the clone would try to knock her down with his shield, one of her wings would block it. One time, the wing slapped it out of the clone's hand. The clone jumped after the shield, grabbing it, and slamming it into the ground, knocking the Warlock off her feet. When Sarah got in the air, he wings immediately propelled her back towards the clone, slamming it into a tree.
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[i]Oliver watched the combat with an excited stare, though he would suddenly jolt to the side as Sarah slammed the generated Guardian into the tree, the trunk cracking from the pure force.[/i] [i]He almost wished that he was capable of such power. Otherwise, he felt.. useless. How could he help Sarah, and perhaps get even with her?[/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 11/12/2017 12:08:51 AMThe Warlock dropped her sword and grabbed the clone's neck, slamming it into the tree. The clone and her began melee combat. A well thrown punch threw her back, and she jumped back, kicking the clone. The clone grabbed her foot to throw her down. She used her hands to keep herself balanced as she kicked the clone with sucess, doing a cartwheel to return to her feet and raising her fists, punching the clone. The clone caught her fist. But then she turned the clone's arm.
