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bravenewworld2015-10-11 12:00 am
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Entry tags:
- !plot,
- dragon age: isabela,
- dragon age: merrill,
- fate series: saber,
- fate series: waver velvet,
- final fantasy v: lenna tycoon,
- girl genius: gilgamesh wulfenbach,
- gundam wing: duo maxwell,
- love live!: honoka kousaka,
- magi labyrinth of magic: morgiana,
- original character: yuuna sugasawa,
- persona 4 arena: fuuka yamagishi,
- persona 4: chie satonaka,
- persona 4: rise kujikawa,
- persona 4: yosuke hanamura,
- persona 4: yukiko amagi,
- ressha sentai toqger: right,
- sailor moon: ami mizuno,
- sailor moon: haruka tenoh,
- sailor moon: minako aino,
- sailor moon: rei hino,
- tales of symphonia: raine sage
A Well Earned Celebration
[The battle was over and the god Reshiram defeated, driven away by the aid of Union and its allies. The city was safe, by and large, and as the news spread throughout the peoples of the tundra, they began streaming back into the settlement in droves. Dirty, ash-coated faces were filled with relief and gratitude when they saw that it wasn't just a rumor and that their home had indeed been spared. Not everyone was so lucky, but they'd weathered worse, of course. The people of Glacier endured, as they would always endure, and they were also a people that repaid their debts. And they most certainly all agreed that they owed their rescuers a debt.
So, as night fell after the battle, a great celebration was prepared in the center of Glacier. A wide square was cleared away in a matter of hours, and the people gathered what they could in a show of thanks. Tables of food, bonfires towering into the night sky to keep out the autumn chill, and throngs of cheering wellwishers lined the area. Warriors of glacier, men carrying swords and women all bearing axes offered enthusiastic handshakes and claps on the back. Music of all kinds was played, though tribal tunes full of horn and percussion, chanting and yodeling, and even some brass groups dominated the soundscape.
A platform for various elders was set up, and they offered speeches, of course...but those were somehow dwarfed by the presence of the divine beings that were waiting silently for the proceedings to end. Some of the gods that had come to the aid of the war parties had apparently decided to stay, though their reasons were as mysterious as they themselves. The humans would have their time, and the Servants would mingle freely throughout the evening.
Food, of course, is set out in piles. Meat, fish, arctic berries, and various pastries and the like line table after table. A smorgasbord of Glacier specialties, each with a new and unique flavor all their own, and some (such as the stew) possessing a smell that only a native could probably endure. Akutaq in particular seems to stand out among the worst offenders, but the Glacier natives seem rather fond of it, and offer it to their rescuers with great gusto.
And the rewards do not stop at simple meals. either. As the speeches begin to wind down, a woman some might find familiar walks up onto the stage carrying a singularly massive trunk and dropping it down onto the wood with a heavy thud.]
Southerners! You have done a great deed this day! We, the people of Glacier, would like to thank you and honor your sacrifice! Few would do as you have done, coming to the aide of strangers against the might of that dragon...and you have accomplished something we did not think possible. To that end, we would like to present you with the first of many gifts, a token of our gratitude and a promise that should you need it, we will come to your defense in a time of need!
[And then with a sharp kick, she cracks open the trunk and reveals a veritable treasure trove of three different stones to be distributed by her subordinates.]
Rest well, and enjoy the festivities! You are welcome here, for as long as you like! Eat, drink, and be merry within our halls!
So, as night fell after the battle, a great celebration was prepared in the center of Glacier. A wide square was cleared away in a matter of hours, and the people gathered what they could in a show of thanks. Tables of food, bonfires towering into the night sky to keep out the autumn chill, and throngs of cheering wellwishers lined the area. Warriors of glacier, men carrying swords and women all bearing axes offered enthusiastic handshakes and claps on the back. Music of all kinds was played, though tribal tunes full of horn and percussion, chanting and yodeling, and even some brass groups dominated the soundscape.
A platform for various elders was set up, and they offered speeches, of course...but those were somehow dwarfed by the presence of the divine beings that were waiting silently for the proceedings to end. Some of the gods that had come to the aid of the war parties had apparently decided to stay, though their reasons were as mysterious as they themselves. The humans would have their time, and the Servants would mingle freely throughout the evening.
Food, of course, is set out in piles. Meat, fish, arctic berries, and various pastries and the like line table after table. A smorgasbord of Glacier specialties, each with a new and unique flavor all their own, and some (such as the stew) possessing a smell that only a native could probably endure. Akutaq in particular seems to stand out among the worst offenders, but the Glacier natives seem rather fond of it, and offer it to their rescuers with great gusto.
And the rewards do not stop at simple meals. either. As the speeches begin to wind down, a woman some might find familiar walks up onto the stage carrying a singularly massive trunk and dropping it down onto the wood with a heavy thud.]
Southerners! You have done a great deed this day! We, the people of Glacier, would like to thank you and honor your sacrifice! Few would do as you have done, coming to the aide of strangers against the might of that dragon...and you have accomplished something we did not think possible. To that end, we would like to present you with the first of many gifts, a token of our gratitude and a promise that should you need it, we will come to your defense in a time of need!
[And then with a sharp kick, she cracks open the trunk and reveals a veritable treasure trove of three different stones to be distributed by her subordinates.]
Rest well, and enjoy the festivities! You are welcome here, for as long as you like! Eat, drink, and be merry within our halls!
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Burning trash attack was pretty amazing okay?]
No? Even when you held it's mouth open for Hooly? C'mon, that was pretty good. Even you were about to laugh, I could tell.
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...Perhaps.
But to sow the seeds for a personal hatred in a creature of that nature... is not wise.
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[Darkrai is silent again.]
A scene of that kind would feature prominently in the nightmares of most humans. You are an odd one.
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Well, most humans probably don't like having huggy Muks for friends either. So I guess you're probably right. Either way, I don't think buying some friends a few extra seconds is exactly nightmare-worthy though.
And hey, maybe I just gave him a new nightmare or two, if you think about it.
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[Is Darkrai trying to be witty?]
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[If this involves making a portable Zubat cave, she will do it.]
Anyway. Is there something I can do to repay you?
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[The answer comes dully.]
There is nothing that I want from you humans... nothing you can consciously offer, at least. I dwell in the world of dreams.
[So... have some more nightmares every now and then, 'k?]
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[She waves and turns away, though...something is changing about her. Maybe she's grown a bit taller, her voice a bit tinnier, and her eye color shifts into a steely grey. It's not much of an evolution, but then Lucca's not the most dramatic Enlightened.]
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[Darkrai watches her go with an inscrutable expression. ...This is largely due to the fact that it has no facial features besides eyes.
Maybe she was one of those types who evolved in the presence of a Dark-type... It will hardly flatter itself by thinking this conversation had been particularly stimulating in any way.
Humans were too friendly. They gave it headaches.]