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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Splashback77:
12/25/2017 7:16:50 AM
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[quote]"The shield of daybreak,
Never grew opaque,
As darkness approached;
It radiates still,
With an iron will,
And protects those who are weak."[/quote]
[b][u]Dreams of the Shield[/u][/b]
[i]The Six Spices, Khalosh, 13:36[/i]
Phoebe sat in a ramen shop. The shop was rather small, and only had where the soup was served and four small tables that seated two. [url=https://youtu.be/KU5o6M7S5nQ]Sunny[/url] and cheery music, played quietly throughout the shop.
The young looking Warlock was occuping an entire table to herself. Her diverse collection of colored pencils was laid out to her right. Her sketchbook sat in front of her as she drew her masterpiece.
Her Wings of Sacred Dawn seemed to glow as the falling sun of the winter shined upon it.
Her blonde hair was illuminated by the same light, as it shined like gold. It fell like a waterfall, tumblimg down her back with a certain grace as it remained tucked behind her ears.
Her hands would fly around her sketchpad and two her pencils vigorously. She was focused.
Phoebe seemed calm, yet not. One may wonder, what was she drawing that would take up most of her attention.
The truth was, she sorta daydreaming. She was sketching someone she had seen appear in her dreams. Someone who would often appear in them in such a way.
But the mystery to her, was: Who was this man to her? Would he be her hero? Would he be her lover? Would she meet this man? Who was the man?
As she continued to sketch the one from her dreams. She worked to remember and capture every detail of him.
One may shine bright, as mystery would await her.
[spoiler]Open.[/spoiler][spoiler]Kudos to who gets the reference in the ramen shop.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]is she friendo of Blake bby or nah?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Not[/spoiler]
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[i]"Oh Christ help us, the Warlock wants another delivery? He almost got Rolando killed last time someone went into that cave!" Phoebe would overhear someone saying, from behind the shop counter. [/i]
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She looked to the counter for a couple seconds, then returned to work on her drawing.
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[spoiler]Yeah that's all I've got lmao. Sorry but Polaris ain't the type to leave his cave :/[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Or You could have the ramen shop ask Phoeve to deliver the ramen[/spoiler]
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[i]"You there, hey! Artist! You mind doing us a favour?" [/i]
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"No sir, I don't mind." She cleaned up her colored pencils, and closed her sketchbook.
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[i]"There's a few noodle cups in a bag, would you mind bringing them to this guy in a cave down the hills from here?" [/i]
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"Alright," she replied. She put away her pencils, and closed her sketchbook, his was transmatted away by her Ghost. She grabbed the cups of soup, and whistled to her Ghost, who transmatted her to this cave.
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[i]The Guardian had been taken to just outside the entrance; The cave itself was a Darkness Zone. [/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/27/2017 12:55:56 AM"Oh dear," she muttered. She took a step closer to the cave.
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[i]The cave hummed with a dark energy - It didn't feel Taken, but it felt dark, and radiated evil. [/i]
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She took a step back, setting her left hand alight with Solar Light, then slowly entered the cave, walking through it.
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[i]The cave was cold and wet at first, droplets echoing as they fell from the pointed rooftop staglimites and fell onto the rocky floor below. As she progressed deeper and deeper, she saw crates; Makeshift campsites with firepits at first, then mounds of glowsticks and rations. Eventually they stopped, with just torches lighting the way. [/i]
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"Hel- hel-lo?" Phoebe asked, her blonde hair being illuminated, "I... I have... I have... your ramen. Please don't kill me." Ganymede appeared, "We're both gonna die. I'm terrified." Phoebe shivered, "M-m-me too."
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[i]"Come on down, but... Watch your step," a voice called out to Phoebe, each syllable of his word echoing off the entrance to the cave. He sounded low-toned and rough; No doubt it was Polaris. [/i]
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She carefully watched the ground as she tread, still carrying the ramen carefully.
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[i]Eventually she would come upon a cavern, rather large but closed off; A circular shaped room, with a flat floor and lights hanging out of the walls every few feet, illuminating the centre of the room. Crates laid about the place, some with maps on them, and one with Polaris looking down. The white hair of the Warlock hanged down by his shoulders and off his light skinned face as he scanned the maps on a crate facing Phoebe, the single scar running across his right eye making the blue irises stand out. Well, that was one thing that did it, the other was his electric blue Heiro Camo outfit that he had on. [/i]
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She set down the ramen next to him. Her hazel eyes reflected the light, and her blonde hair absorbed it, making it shine like gold. Her Wings of Dawn robes were equally as bright in its more goldenrod color. "Ganymede," she whimpered quietly. Her dark grey and appeared to be cratered (it really wasn't), Ghost was shivering as much as she was. "We're both gonna die!" He wailed, hiding behind her shoulder.
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[i]"Really? You see a Warlock and you instinctively think you'll die? By the Traveler, I can't tell whether or not you two actually have a brain cell between you." Polaris spoke rather rudely, but with an aura of confidence that surrounded him, as well as a slight bit of electrostatic air - Which was visible when Phoebe's hair started to rise up somewhat. She managed to set the food down next to the gun of Polaris; His own Bad Juju, radiating done form of Hive energy from it. At his hip appeared to be a Hawkmoon, and on his back was a Khvostov. He was old fashioned like that. [/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 2/1/2018 5:11:57 AM"Well, the creepy cave is the first sign of [i]dangerous[/i]," Ganymede argued. Phoebe facepalmed, "Ganymede...." "Then you have a Bad Juju! Which is even more terrifying. What's next, an Exo's head on a silver platter!?" Ganymede asked. "Ganymede.... you melodramtic little p*ssy," she muttered. "You were scared, too." "It's cold in here," she replied.
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[i]"Well, would it scare you even more if I said I was a scholar of Toland, the Shattered?" Polaris inquired. The question was more to see who the two were; Friends of Toland followers were plenty alright to him, but those who rejected and shunned him, those people had no place in the cave or his research. [/i]
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"That makes you less scary," Phoebe replied, bluntly. "In [i]your[/i] opinion," Ganymede would retort. The Ghost would go on to rant as Phoebe rolled her eyes and made talking hand gesture on sync with the entire rant.
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[i]"Your Ghost should watch what he says; And he should also remember what species figured out how to drain Light from Ghosts," Polaris said, gesturing to the energy coming from his Bad Juju. He had no time for Ghosts who talked back. [/i]
