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KIRI

[Yep, Elle's devoted a whole page to her magical book to scrawling her partner's name all over it in big letters.

After the ink dries, she's already getting on to approaching the townsfolk.......who seem to be avoiding her gaze? Wow, rude. At least she's used to it, but the problem is that she doesn't have her white uniform on. How on earth do they know she has Troy? And on that topic-- why is she not dead yet? Maybe exposure to Flare helped to minimize the amount of toxins in her body. Wait, no, that doesn't makes sense considering she drained Sister Heine of her toxins. This is all so confusing.

But nevertheless, her first priority is finding Kiri.

Anyone who's watching from the sidelines will notice some of the human inhabitants making way for her, although the animals seem okay with her presence. However, Elle's not quite used to seeing so many varied animals all in one place, and she's not about to approach them. (She has no clue that some of them talk as well.)]

Ah, excuse me? [Aaaaannnnd ignored. Ugh.] Has anyone seen a boy-- blond hair, red eyes? He usually wears a yellow and black shirt?

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[Indeed, he has the right person. Of course, it takes a moment for Elraine to realize why she was suddenly being addressed by someone else considering she's been ignored for her majority of the time in the town. (It's come to the point that she's pulled her cloak's hood up around her face to help her ignore some of the glances her way.)

But oh, do her eyes get wide when she gets what's wrong with this situation:]

EH?! When did yellow become so popular to wear? [Seriously. This would never be that big of an issue back home. Owain otherwise fits her poor description, except for the lack of red irises.]

I don't know but some of the locals said that there was someone looking for me but you...don't know me, right? [Please don't be the giant, please don't be the giant.]

[Is were-fox better?]

Ah, no. [This sure is awkward. Just to make amends, Elle gives a small, apologetic bow.] I'm so sorry. I'm looking for my friend Kiri, but...I haven't had any luck finding him, even with the book. [Sigh.]

But, at least it's good to know that people are actually listening to me.

[Actually, yes, he's not contractually obligated to kill foxes. That would be pretty awkward if she was the giant he was supposed to slay.]

I guess so. [...Generica didn't seem too thrilled with her but she seems okay.

Alright.]

And a hero is never idle so allow me me help you on your quest. [Beats the alternatives.] Tell me more about your boon companion! I heard about the hair, the shirt, and the eye thing.

[Aw, how sweet. Although Elle fails to suppress a giggle. She's way too used to having a guard accompany her now and then, but she's not used to hearing them referring to themselves as a hero.]

Hehe, is that what your book assigned you? [She still hasn't quite figured out who/what 'kumiho' is yet.]

His hair is really spiky too, if that helps. Kiri's also a really good artist and tailor...so he may be around those kind of stores...

Uh...my book? It says I'm a giant killer... [SO MUCH UNSURE AT THAT. Seriously. What is he supposed to kill? Who? Can he go home if he kills a giant and go deal with dragon related business? So complicated.] And how many guys could there be with really spiky hair?

[...just don't bring up the shonen angle.] So what else does he have? A scar? An aura of...I guess art since you said he's an artist. A sword that glows at night?

[Really, Kiri hasn't been paying much mind to the journal. More so, his mind has been on money, burying himself in odd jobs around town, and in the basement of "The Pupil's" home. Day in, day out, the boy has been keeping mostly to himself, without much time between obsessing over this mysterious Spell Book to find a cure for Troy, and earning capital to start a tailoring shop. Yet, every morning at dawn, he patrols through the town for two hours, searching.

When Kiri finally, finally looks at his journal, it was to post an advertisement for the beginnings of his store. Casually, just taking a break between experiments, Elle's frantic handwriting catches his eye.

No time. For all he knows, seizures are there, she couldn't write back. But, without Flare -... Kiri doesn't think. He sprints into the streets, enchanted ink stains still on his arms, bags under his eyes, and all.]

ELLE! WHERE ARE YOU!?

[When he shouts her name, it gets cast to the farthest corners of the town, for everyone's ears. Ghost Sound isn't supposed to be used like this. And, quite frankly, Kiri doesn't care considering how blood is dripping from his nose and a splitting headache is blurring his vision.]

Edited 2013-12-16 06:59 (UTC)

['Giant killer' is noted and tucked away in the back of Elle's mind for later. How is someone supposed to complete a role like that?]

Umm...none of those? I don't think swords can glow at night, but--

[Suddenly Kiri's voice is ringing through her ears, and Elle's first reaction is a undignified squawk as she slaps her hands over her ears.]

T-that would be him! How on earth...? [Oh right, something about magic?] I guess our search won't be that long after all! [Whether Owain follows or not is up to him, but Elle's already turning around and dashing through the streets to find the source of the voice.]

Kiriii-! [Let's hope they find him before he blasts out their eardrums.]

[Of course he's running after, that voice is pretty loud and hard to miss and quest senses, tinglin- nearly tripped on a bit of a street what was he...right. Tingling.] What is he?!

[There is a method to his madness, going through the streets as quadrants just like he does on his usual morning walks. Adrenaline fueled necessity pulls him from losing himself to the headache. It's a damn miracle he hears her voice over his pulse. Just as he's about to continue along the shopping district, Elle's voice echoes over. Kiri will easily have at least 50 gold to pay in damages for how many stalls he near literally dives through (expertly avoiding the vendors, by the way), to make that hard left turn and barrel toward Elle.

This isn't fast enough, his legs are aching and lungs are burning. He can see her just through the crowd. At the very least, he can see her one last time before she fades away -... at least give him that, let him face his failure. If only he had some more time to find the cure. So, when they practically collide and Kiri is giving anything but a platonic hug (a hand low on the small of her back and the other just at the base of her neck), he clings to her like a lifeline, expecting her to vanish at any moment.]

This isn't exactly normal for-- KIRI! [The moment they merge onto the shopping district, Elle spots her partner almost immediately. She really could care less about some of the stares she's getting, Kiri's blood is a lot more fascinating-- er, worrying! Worried, she should definitely be worried!

But wow, Kiri's hurdling towards them way too fast. Elle's practically shoved backwards during the collision with a grunt to accompany the impact.]

K-Kiri, what on earth? Are you okay?! [His hold on her is definitely not something she's used too, and all the worse, in front of someone she just met! If she wasn't so confused, she'd be as red as a beet.]

[

Wow, look at that random donkey over there. (At least things seem to be going okay.)]

[~~Sorry, Owain, Kiri's got a one-track mind. How rude.~~ Just about everything Elle is freaking out just about goes over his head. It still hasn't quite registered how much green, black, and blue ink are being smeared between the two of them, either. He's savoring this moment-... that is going on for longer than expected. A lot longer. Kiri pulls away after a few seconds, just enough to see her face, grinning so wide and happier than he's ever been before -- in the heat of the moment, he places a hand to her cheek to make sure she's still solid.]

You're okay. You're not -...

[He can't find the words when it hits him. She's not cold. In fact, she's more radiant than he's ever seen her before -- no weight on her shoulders from Troy, or dullness to her skin. What Father Time was telling him starts making sense... Then, what was the point of spending so much time trying to find a cure, agonizing over Flare, everything he has been doing.

That's when he notices the other blonde. What little is left of the moment shatters. Kiri's hand drops from her cheek and he looks from Owain to Elle and back again. Happiness turns into this mess of perturbed confusion, with an extra dash of awkward from that smear of blood above his upper lip dripping down to his chin. The headache is shoved aside for another bit longer, just as much as he hasn't quite let go of her.]

Edited 2013-12-16 09:00 (UTC)

[Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod Elle's mind is scrambling suddenly at the feel of Kiri's hand against her cheek. Now she turns bright red, an embarrassed, indistinct sound growing in the back of her throat till it hits a high-pitched, garbled whine.]

H-hnnnnnnnnnngggggrhhhnnnnnaaAAAAAGH!!! [That glance towards Owain is another reminder that there's someone with them and immediately spikes her flustered state to the point that she's had enough of this. Her hand latches onto the arm still wrapped around her waist to pry it away and return it to Kiri's side. The whole motion is way too exaggerated, but Elle's not exactly thinking clearly to act calmly. Instead, she's using her cloak's sleeve to rub away the blood from his face and potentially smother him in the process.]

DO YOU KNOW how many people here wear YELLOW SHIRTS?! Argh, meet your look-alike!

[Yeah, she's totally lost her cool.]

[Gods, why did she point him out he was goi-...this is what going out with Inigo is like, isn't it. Isn't it? Except Inigo would probably have gotten hit already but there's still that feeling that he's watching something unfold that he shouldn't watch unfold.

And whoa, involuntary half-step back, when did you happen?]

Uh...yeah! Some of the locals thought that your friend was looking for me. [After he mentioned the eye thing and is the guy's eyes red? They're totally red. This is so unfair.] I'm Owain! A he-...sorry, but I gotta ask. Do you eyes flash in the night or something like that?

[While Elle's off going 'ohgodohgodohgod', Kiri has is own share of 'ouchouchouchouchouch' -- all this yelling and screaming and freaking out really isn't doing anything for that headache, let alone his sanity. Kiri only barely makes out Owain's question and introduction between trying to remain standing and not get overwhelmed. Kiri doesn't bother trying to stop Elle's smothering; a) he doesn't have the wherewithal, b)he figures it'd be best to just let her get this out of her system ~~c)he really missed her doting, even if this comes with smothering~~. What he'd intended as nice t'meet ya, Owain. Nah, they don't. comes out more like: ]

Nihmmmf'mehdmm, ohmmin.nnhmeeehd'nn.

Oh, Owain! [He's the only one keeping you alive at the moment, Kiri.

Now that she's taken out some of her embarrassment on him, her attention flickers back to their new acquaintance. How rude of her. At least she's pulling away from Kiri to smile back at Owain. ~~Don't mind the sudden switch back to polite business.~~]

Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Elraine. I hope I didn't disrupt anything of yours because of my search for him. [Gesturing to Kiri.] But uh what do you mean by 'flash'?

Like it glows when evil-...nevermind. [The sudden switch to polite business is kind of disconcerting. Twas like she was possessed with a dark spirit, except the dark spirit really liked cuddles.] I mean, you can shout across town, right? There's gotta be other cool stuff you can do.

[Yeah, he's regretting using that cantrip more than before, when the only worry was this 'minor headache' ~~and risk internal bleeding, but it's not like anyone needs to know this~~. Kiri would retort to that 'evil' comment if he wasn't leaning on Elle a little more than he'd hoped he'd need to.]

Maybe... Still tryin' to find out.

[Kiri lies through his teeth with shocking ease; no one needs to know about the full extent of his powers. Here's hoping no one will question the irreparably smudged blue, green, and black ink along his arms, and Elle won't notice the lack of Flare so soon.]

You get a power?

[Because she doesn't feel horrible due to Troy's absence, Elle hasn't quite mentally noted it yet, but it won't take that long later on. All this talk of powers is a curious one though.]

I haven't done anything strange yet. Is your role a wizard or something like that? [~~You're a wizard, Harry!~~]

What about you, Owain? I've never heard of anything like a 'giant killer'. Does that role give you powers?

[...there is a pause. It's a noticeable one. Wow, that donkey sure seems like it'- oh wait, it left in the meantime. Uh. Powers.] ...well, I'm already cursed by dark powers due to my lineage and a restless sword hand that cannot be contained once it desires blood, so the forces that enchant this place seem as though they believe that will be sufficient for the tasks at hand. Which involves giants. Of some kind. And a beanstalk? Someone mentioned a beanstalk.

[No idea who, due to the books, but someone had. And now he's feeling kind of gypped right now. People are getting powers? He didn't get powers? What's all of this power stuff he missed out on. Unfair!]

Nay, the only thing I woke up with that was different was a golden belt, upon which was engraved the words... [Dramatic pause, and then he declares somberly:] -'seven in one blow.' [Then, in a more normal tone.] I left it where I'm staying. It's kind of ugly and I have no idea what it means.

[And she changes the subject before he feels the need to reply. Owain has a demon sword thing? Talk about getting the short end of the stick. But, apparently, this beanstalk-man is powerful. A small mental note is set aside to make sure not to shake Owain's hand. Kiri isn't quite sure what to do with this.]

Maybe y'got super strength.

[Thankfully, slowly but surely, his head is clearing -... emphasis on slowly. But, hey, the street isn't spinning!]

[Whoa there, Owain, Elle's sort of stuck on the whole 'restless sword hand desiring blood' concept too. At least her sudden wariness helps her to be aware of Kiri's current state......And judging by the way he's still leaning on her for support, she should probably be worried in case they need to run.]

W-well, it's better to not be cursed, right? Or...does that still apply here?

[And hey there, Kiri, she's just going to wrap an arm around your shoulder to help you continue standing properly.]

[Being taken seriously was a weird feeling. Owain also didn't know how he felt about the fact that it wasn't the magical teleportation, it wasn't the magical books (although those were weird and he had to take one back for Robin and Laurent and his mom to investigate), it wasn't the lack of familiar faces, it wouldn't be the fact that a living legend was walking about town (although Owain wouldn't know that he was there until later), but it was the fact that someone took him seriously that just made him keenly aware that he was nowhere near anything he could call home.

And so he's going to glance away, if but awkwardly, and that was a fascinating looking roof.]

Gods...probably not? [This was worse than unintentionally making that princess believe he was a mage.]

[That doesn't really give Kiri much relief. At the very least, that edge on Elle's words keeps him ready, even if he isn't at 100%. It all brings up a good point...]

I don't have my power, anymore... [And now I have different powers. Then, he looks over Elle -- a hint of a smile somewhere there.] Y'don't look like you have Troy.

[He looks back to Owain with an agreeing nod.] Maybe. [And it certainly isn't making him any less wary for as much as his head is clearing.]

[For a second there, it looks like Elle might have a panic attack at the mention of Flare, but old the phone--

Holy.

Crap.]

Y-You're right?! [She seriously can't believe it. Elle even has to grab Kiri's hand to realize she doesn't feel the usual burst of energy from him. And when she looks down at her own hands...] I...don't?

[With no sign of Troy that she can sense, she has her explanation for why she hasn't disappeared yet.]

Owain, would you mind? [Her hand is thrust towards his direction. Obviously she's forgotten about her worry for his 'curse':] I know this sound weird, but could you um touch or hold my hand.

[He clearly wants to ask questions. He's staring at the hand desperately wanting to ask questions, or at least a wary sort of, "Why?" But heroes don't ask questions. They just do things. And then question them later. Or question them as they do it.]

As you will, though I am wary of what might happen when our...our? Our fearsome powers collide. [Poke. ...]

[Kiri stays quiet for the most part. What portion of his head is functioning is beginning to register Owain's quirkiness. And then that he's poking Elle. Really, Kiri would comment, if not for trying to piece together why everything Owain is doing doesn't feel like it fits with a 'bloodthirsty demon sword thing lineage'. The boy is confident Elle doesn't have Troy any more, so he isn't keen on stopping either of them... The only concern are Owain's apparent powers. So, he is just going to stand here, hand still in Elle's, pooling what faculties he has in case Owain lives up to either of his proclaimed abilities.]

[Oh, there will be answers to give to Owain, but right now there's tears welling up in her eyes the moment nothing horrible happens to him when he pokes her. The smile on her face doesn't read as sad, however. It looks as if a mighty burden has been limited from her shoulders.]

Nothing happened. I'm so glad, hehe...

[Withdrawing her hand, she uses the cleanest part of her sleeve to wipe her eyes, but once she's done, Elle wraps her arms around Kiri's neck in elation.]

I'm finally free! Isn't that great, Kiri?! [The realization really hits her now, and goodness, she cannot stop the tears. It's hard to hold it together when it's practically been a decade since she touched a normal person, not for treatments or for Flare. This is all kinds of amazing.] This whole kidnapping business is horrible, but-- but I don't have to worry anymore.

[He stared at her for a moment. He glanced down at his hand, as if to confirm that it was still a hand: no claws had sprouted nor was it wreathed in some ebon energy or something terrible like that. It appeared to be a functioning hand. Turned it around, that's the back of his hand. Turned it forward again and that's a palm. Four fingers and a thumb. Everything worked okay.

Gods, it was easy to get Inigo or Brady to cry but this was the first time he got someone to cry just from a poke of the hand.

And then he glanced up and...over Elraine, trying to catch Kiri's attention even though the guy was probably preoccupied but he had to ask.]

What just happened?

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