The weather was oddly cold this evening in Mor Ardain. Stormy clouds, hard rain hitting the rooftops of houses and shops, even the occasional lightning strike and thunderbolt. It certainly fit the mood within the house though, as things were pretty down in the dumps.
A blade wearing blue and black looked over to his driver, who was sprawled out on the couch- an obvious sadness clouding the girl. He felt awful for her- apparently, her boyfriend walked out on her one night while she was asleep… and while he hadn't witnessed it himself, he knew that it had to be true, because he knew a witness of the act. This blade went over to his driver now, to see if she was even awake. She was unconscious, as he expected. A sigh escaped his lips as he slouched over, only for him to quickly regain posture upon a familiar voice.
"Dean, how is Lady Helena doing?"
The voice was elegant, and when Dean looked over, a light tint of red could be seen on his face if you looked close enough. The blade he was looking at had long brown hair that was held into place with a ponytail, and a crown. She had brown eyes that looked much like the Special Inquisitor of Mor Ardain's, and she wore a short tan dress with brown and black trim. Her glowing parts were dark blue, and her core crystal was the average square-diamond.
" I-Iwa, hey," Dean stuttered, trying to keep his cool-dude like facade, which she saw right through.
" How is Lady Helena doing," she repeated, this time more firm.
"She's sleeping, Iwa… but I do not think she's taking his disappearance too good. He's been gone for almost a week, and she's been sulking around the house…" Dean's tone was worrisome, as this was very much unlike Helena. Iwa sighed, and went to Helena to check on her. She was still sleeping, unable to hear the conversation that was going on.
Iwa sighed, and went to the kitchen to prepare a meal that Helena could eat when she would wake up, which was probably soon, if she had been sleeping around the house all day. This bothered Iwa, but she couldn't find it in her heart to wake her driver up- not in a time like this, at least. So she went to make the meal, and when done, placed it on the counter, before heading off to bed, supposedly. Dean looked at Helena once more, before he, too, went to his room for the night.
About an hour later, the girl emerged from the couch, stretching, and then yawning. Helena looked around slowly, her eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room. It was now roughly around two in the morning. She slowly got up; you could tell that she had to put a lot of effort into it. She approached the counter where the food was, taking it and going to the table. She sat there for a while, before finally starting to eat it. She seemed to be in a cloud of depression.
"So, you are finally eating again, my lady?"
Helena's ears twitched at the unexpected voice coming from behind her. Her hands shook, her grasp on her fork weakening. Iwa approached her driver and placed her hand on her shoulder; letting her know that she was there for her. This was when Helena began to cry. Iwa patted the girls shoulder, standing by her side while she cried. She didn't shed a tear, she knew it in her heart that the man had been an asshole- what kind of man just leaves? She even caught him in the act of leaving, too! She waited a little bit, for her driver to stop crying.
"Lady Helena… maybe tomorrow, we can go sparring against the Armu? That is your favorite task, you know," Iwa suggested, trying to get Helena to get out of her sad state- this wasn't healthy. Helena merely shrugged it off, with a 'merh' sound now that she was finally done crying again.
Iwa sighed- she had to get this girl out of the house.
"It can be just us two, it'll be fun, okay, my lady?"
Helena once again shrugged it off, before getting up and heading to her actual bedroom, to sleep for the remainder of the night. Iwa sighed, before heading back to her bed to sleep.
That morning, the cold and gloom weather of Mor Ardain seemed to had passed, so Iwa took charge of the events of the day, swinging open the door to her driver's room.
"Lady Helena, it is time to wake up," she spoke firmly, showing that nothing was going to get in the way of this armu-sparring activity. Helena rolled to the other direction with a groan, and an almost inaudible "I don't want to."
It didn't take more than the cold silence from Iwa for Helena to finally get out of , the driver got dressed for sparring, wearing a purple skirt, white shirt with purple trim, some black gloves black stockings and some asian-like sandals. Much different than her usual attire. She walked out into the livingroom now, to await for her trusty blade to be ready to go.
"Wow, look who's changed clothes~," the male voice that belonged to Dean said, with a small chuckle after it. Helena looked visibly annoyed at this comment, but thankfully she didn't have to say anything, as her healing blade, Miho said, "You never change clothes either, always wearing this 'work-force' uniform!"
"Hey! A-At least I have more than one outfit, unlike y-you-" Dean's face was red with embarrassment, as he looked away from the childish girl blade.
"That is enough," Iwa said as she walked down the steps, tying her hair up into her usual ponytail. "I am trusting you two not to ruin the house while me and Lady Helena are out sparring against the armu, yes?"
The other two blades groaned, but said, "Yes, Iwa." Iwa smiled, and then took her driver outside and to the wastes of Mor Ardain, where the wild armu and ardun lived.
When ready to fight, Iwa gave some of her affinity to Helena, who used her blade's staff similarly to a lance. The armu became aggravated, and began attacking Helena. Helena managed to dodge some attacks in the beginning, but Iwa could tell that her heart wasn't in it. She tried to give some more affinity, but it wasn't going as planned, and she couldn't seem to give more.
"Lady Helena- I can't transfer more of my power- I need you to put your heart into this, or it might get messy," Iwa warned her driver, but to no avail. Helena just wasn't up for fighting, even if she tried to force herself to be. Iwa could tell that her plan to cheer up Helena was certainly not going the way she planned, once the Armu toppled Helena to the ground.
"Lady Helena!" Iwa called out, rushing to be by her driver's side as the Armu prepared to attack the vulnerable girl, using a block field, which broke seconds after the beast attacked it. They were… certainly done for, it seemed.