"SYCDAN!" Majic exclaimed, his wide, turquoise eyes showing his shock. The young man had turned around and when he had seen Orphen those words were the only things he could think to say. The young apprentice's face then colored red with embarrassment once he finally recognized what he had said.
Unfortunately, Orphen did not seem to find Majic's choice of words amusing and displayed his emotion with an elbow jab to Majic's head.
"I don't believe this! Majic, why are you even remotely afraid of me?" His red eyes intense as he removed his appendage from Majic's aching skull. The young boy slowly looked up, his eyes unfocused on the darkening, blue sky. The wind ruffled the pair's hair, though only one red headband was being unruffled in the onslaught of wind.
Hartia and Eris warily watched the scene before them. Hartia slowly shook his head, knowing that Krylancelo's words, while somewhat perceptive, were still wrong. His young charge, Eris, stood gapping at how roughly Majic was being treated, and her hand had slowly stretched out towards the two, ready to aid Majic if the need arose.
"Majic... Can't you give me an answer?" Orphen asked, his voice quiet yet still tense.
"Yes.." Majic replied, "I don't fear you. I, Master, I only feared for you. My nightmare, you and maybe Cleao as well, died because of me! Because I wasn't strong enough, or prepared enough, maybe not even just there enough. I felt so helpless. I saw you die.... I.."
"You saw me die?" Orphen whispered, "You felt responsible?" He asked, uncertain and almost a bit of fear caught in his voice.
"Y-Yes! That's how it ended, the monster attacked, and it killed you." Majic whispered, then his eye's widened when he heard Eris' gasp. He whirled his head around to look at her, and noticed that she looked sad.
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A while later, the sun had finally gone down and almost everyone in town was just ready to sleep off their worries. Eris wasn't one of them. She stood in the corridor of the second story of the Lynn's Inn, ready to intercept Majic before he went off to bed. She knew that she needed to talk to him, if only to say that what he saw in his dream was not his fault.
She then brushed back some of her hair into place when she heard footsteps coming up the stairway. She pushed back into the shadows of her room, ready to step in if it wasn't Majic...
"Majic." She whispered, when she saw his blonde head appear as he ascended the stairs.
He blinked twice when he saw her, clearly surprised at her still being up.
"Eris, I thought you went to bed hours ago?" He asked.
"No, I waited for you. Majic, can I ask you something?" She wondered, her blue eye's on his.
Majic shrugged, "Sure, what is it?"
"Um.. You do know that a dream is just a dream, right? It isn't your fault, dreams can sometimes be really bad. Everyone has-" She started.
He cut her off, his usually open face unreadable, "But I do blame myself, I feel that if I stay as I am then that could really happen. Orphen, Cleao, even you, could, ... would die." He said, his voice shaking.
Eris stared at him with wide, disbelieving eyes. "Majic! You know that's not true. Orphen and myself are sorcerers, and even Cleao can handle a sword, we would all be fine. You don't have to change a thing!"
Majic sighed, feeling too tired to keep up with what his friend was saying.
"But it's not as if I have a choice." He whispered, then he walked past her figure and went into his room, locking the door.
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In the morning, Majic once again got up, this time he knew he saw a weird light on one of the walls of his room. "A glyph." He said, looking unhappily at it. He then left his room, and went to his father's. Knocking softly on the door, he stood back, waiting for a response.
"C'mon in." Said Mr. Lynn, who quietly opened the door.
His face then lit up with happiness when he saw that it was his son.
"So your finally ready to talk about what's been bothering you?" He asked, knowing that it was probably the truth. He then smiled when Majic nodded his head, and the both of them went to sit down on a sofa.
A few minutes passed in silence, as Majic thought about how he should start. He had clenched his hands together, and his eyes had remained closed for longer that his father had liked.
"Majic?" He asked, a concern look upon his face.
"Dad... I went into the ruins yesterday, and .. I... got an unexpected surprise. I got an aeon." Majic said, his eyes opening to observe his father's reaction.
Bagup Lynn's face had paled, and he felt his mouth quickly dry. He felt his heart rate speed up to something a lot less than healthy.
"You got a what!" He exclaimed, his breathing almost near hyperventilation.
"I received Ixion." Majic whispered, then saying" Sin is back."
Note time:
It seems that my story is coming back to life, huh? The first word in here was Al bhed, a language from the game, Final Fantasy X, that I crossed this over with. I thought Majic would be a good Al bhed, since he has the qualifications, green eyes.
I was shocked that no one read my other chapters, like number 4, 5, or 6... So saddening.....
Review!
Okay?
Unfortunately, Orphen did not seem to find Majic's choice of words amusing and displayed his emotion with an elbow jab to Majic's head.
"I don't believe this! Majic, why are you even remotely afraid of me?" His red eyes intense as he removed his appendage from Majic's aching skull. The young boy slowly looked up, his eyes unfocused on the darkening, blue sky. The wind ruffled the pair's hair, though only one red headband was being unruffled in the onslaught of wind.
Hartia and Eris warily watched the scene before them. Hartia slowly shook his head, knowing that Krylancelo's words, while somewhat perceptive, were still wrong. His young charge, Eris, stood gapping at how roughly Majic was being treated, and her hand had slowly stretched out towards the two, ready to aid Majic if the need arose.
"Majic... Can't you give me an answer?" Orphen asked, his voice quiet yet still tense.
"Yes.." Majic replied, "I don't fear you. I, Master, I only feared for you. My nightmare, you and maybe Cleao as well, died because of me! Because I wasn't strong enough, or prepared enough, maybe not even just there enough. I felt so helpless. I saw you die.... I.."
"You saw me die?" Orphen whispered, "You felt responsible?" He asked, uncertain and almost a bit of fear caught in his voice.
"Y-Yes! That's how it ended, the monster attacked, and it killed you." Majic whispered, then his eye's widened when he heard Eris' gasp. He whirled his head around to look at her, and noticed that she looked sad.
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A while later, the sun had finally gone down and almost everyone in town was just ready to sleep off their worries. Eris wasn't one of them. She stood in the corridor of the second story of the Lynn's Inn, ready to intercept Majic before he went off to bed. She knew that she needed to talk to him, if only to say that what he saw in his dream was not his fault.
She then brushed back some of her hair into place when she heard footsteps coming up the stairway. She pushed back into the shadows of her room, ready to step in if it wasn't Majic...
"Majic." She whispered, when she saw his blonde head appear as he ascended the stairs.
He blinked twice when he saw her, clearly surprised at her still being up.
"Eris, I thought you went to bed hours ago?" He asked.
"No, I waited for you. Majic, can I ask you something?" She wondered, her blue eye's on his.
Majic shrugged, "Sure, what is it?"
"Um.. You do know that a dream is just a dream, right? It isn't your fault, dreams can sometimes be really bad. Everyone has-" She started.
He cut her off, his usually open face unreadable, "But I do blame myself, I feel that if I stay as I am then that could really happen. Orphen, Cleao, even you, could, ... would die." He said, his voice shaking.
Eris stared at him with wide, disbelieving eyes. "Majic! You know that's not true. Orphen and myself are sorcerers, and even Cleao can handle a sword, we would all be fine. You don't have to change a thing!"
Majic sighed, feeling too tired to keep up with what his friend was saying.
"But it's not as if I have a choice." He whispered, then he walked past her figure and went into his room, locking the door.
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In the morning, Majic once again got up, this time he knew he saw a weird light on one of the walls of his room. "A glyph." He said, looking unhappily at it. He then left his room, and went to his father's. Knocking softly on the door, he stood back, waiting for a response.
"C'mon in." Said Mr. Lynn, who quietly opened the door.
His face then lit up with happiness when he saw that it was his son.
"So your finally ready to talk about what's been bothering you?" He asked, knowing that it was probably the truth. He then smiled when Majic nodded his head, and the both of them went to sit down on a sofa.
A few minutes passed in silence, as Majic thought about how he should start. He had clenched his hands together, and his eyes had remained closed for longer that his father had liked.
"Majic?" He asked, a concern look upon his face.
"Dad... I went into the ruins yesterday, and .. I... got an unexpected surprise. I got an aeon." Majic said, his eyes opening to observe his father's reaction.
Bagup Lynn's face had paled, and he felt his mouth quickly dry. He felt his heart rate speed up to something a lot less than healthy.
"You got a what!" He exclaimed, his breathing almost near hyperventilation.
"I received Ixion." Majic whispered, then saying" Sin is back."
Note time:
It seems that my story is coming back to life, huh? The first word in here was Al bhed, a language from the game, Final Fantasy X, that I crossed this over with. I thought Majic would be a good Al bhed, since he has the qualifications, green eyes.
I was shocked that no one read my other chapters, like number 4, 5, or 6... So saddening.....
Review!
Okay?
