Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

"No problem. I hope your last days are as happy as they can be." Aquira says, smiling.

 

"Actually, it takes more effort to be mad at everything. Maybe you should try something else for once."

"Wha- oh, I got some null runes for ice, earth, barriers, and teleporting."
Crystal says, taking a bit to remember, then turning to Linoa.
"Is that right?"

 

Xephyr nods, stepping through.

At the shadow palace, a nervous Xephyr approaches a guard.
"U-um... would you know where Miss Myria is?" She asks.

"Routine becomes subconscious."

Xlentia smiles. "Those all sound cool! I love null magics."
Linoa nods.

 

"She is currently in the training areas at the back of the palace." The guard says.

 

Xephyr bows, heading back her way, looking for her.

 

Xephyr finds Myria quickly disposing of armies of wooden clones of herself who seem to be charging at her from all angles, dodging attacks and attempting to slice Myria in half with scythes as large as hers. Some wooden clones who are split in half from two more clones, while others simply re-appear at the back of the group. Despite this, however, Myria seems unscathed.

 

Xephyr waits patiently, trying to keep conscious through Myria's passive life drain.

 

"And yet, everyone else here is deciding to break routines."

"Yeah, they're pretty neat. I haven't gotten a real battle with them yet, though."

 

Myria's life drain doesn't last for long, cutting out shortly after some of Xephyr's life is drained. Eventually the clones stop respawning, and once Myria kills the last of them, she takes a moment to catch her breath before walking over to Xephyr.

"Yes?" Myria asks.

 

"I'm not everyone else."

"You will soon enough. Once the celebration of me being me again is over, we'll be turning our focus back to war." Xlentia says, content.

"U-um... I was wondering if you could tell me how many days I have left... then, u-uh..."
Xephyr seems uncomfortable with asking to die.

 

Myria's eyes glow slightly as she looks over Xephyr, trying to gain an accurate judgement of when her time is going to come.

 

Seems she has three days before she starts to rapidly decline in health.

 

"Your time is in three days from now." Myria says, smiling.

 

Xephyr shivers.
"U-um... could y-you help me live that out?" She asks. "I... u-uh... a-always wanted to see Earth and what it's like to be a guardian..."

 

"I'd be happy to." Myria says, offering a hand as she retrieves a light green crystal from a pocket.

 

Xephyr takes Myria's hand, still uneasy about the thought.

 

Myria opens a portal into a dense forest on Earth, walking Xephyr through. Strangely, as Xephyr takes Myria's hand, she almost feels preserved, like time stopped for her.

 

Xephyr still seems nervous and uneasy, showing pretty much every onlooker her discomfort.

 

There doesn't seem to be anyone else apart from a few forest guardians who jump through the trees, out of sight.

"Is there anywhere you'd specifically like to see?" Myria asks, slowly walking through the forest with Xephyr.

 

"I don't know. A little of whatever you can show, if you don't mind. One last sightseeing trip."