Maybe I should I should cry for help...Maybe I should kill myself~ Hellllllooooooooooo mah pretty peoples~ I am back in the states! (and unfortunately back in college .) Ah Nigeria was nice~ And not that hot o.o. Well I could go on and on about how I feel right now, but ya'll just wanna read the story . so who am I to bore you anymore? Here ya'll go! (Also: ...I hate placement matches .)
~All characters unless otherwise mentioned are property of Riot Games(I just mess with 'em o.o)~
Chapter 21: The Warden Goes Missing
The morning's overcast skies let out roars of thunder. The rains that soon followed went from a gentle drizzle, to a raging downpour. The kumiho has just gotten out of the shower and looked out of her window, which had become an all to common practice for her. Her eyes cast a cold, sharp stare at the bustling city below her. Suddenly, their was a crack of lightning with a crash of thunder, but she remained unphased.
After the warden had disappeared, the kumiho near completely reverted back to her old ways. She was not as personable anymore and there was barely ever a time where once would see her without a man or two on her arm being sapped of their essence. Were it not for her friends, the kumiho knew that not only would her desire to feed grow...but she would be taking her victims lives along with their essence once again. That was a dark time in her struggle to become human that she would never want to repeat.
The cinnamon tree atop the hill in the Institute garden's was barren in the warden's absence. There seemed to be a silent agreement among the group that that was the warden's personal domain...If he was not present to enjoy it, then no one else was allowed to either. Though there were times where Ahri would see the dark child sit at it's base with the sad mummy, waiting for the warden to arrive. The young girl would even ask the distraught kumiho where her spooky friend was...but the kumiho didn't have the heart to tell her. All she could say is, '...Give him time.'
As the kumiho continued to look out at the rain strewn city, her thought never left the warden. Where could he be? Was he still alive?...Or at least as alive as he could be. Was he trying to return?...Did he...give up trying? After was seemed like a painful eternity, she heard the female announcer say:
Ten Minutes Until the Fields of Justice are Open for Operation
The kumiho sighed as she finally pulled herself away from the gloomy view of the outside and finished dressing herself for the day. It was currently Wednesday and neither she nor anyone else has seen or heard anything of the warden. As the days began to grow more numerous she and the rest of her allies grew not only worried, but extremely impatient with the lack of action from the Institute.
The Sunday after the warden had fallen into the Abyss, the kumiho and the others elected themselves to search for the warden, but it was to no avail. The Summoners refused to give them access to the teleporters until the bridge and all of its barriers were repaired. The group argued that they were not to search the abyss itself, but the cities surrounding it, but even then, the summoners stood firm. Luckily, Ahri got word last night that the bridge and its virtual duplicates were to be re-enabled for matches once again, so they could finally start their search.
The clock struck eight and nearly immediately there was a timer over the kumiho's head as she left her dorm. Seeing as their was no point in going anywhere since she would soon be summoned, she leaned her back against her door and began to think of which cities in the Freljord they should begin their search. But then it hit her.
"...It's Wednesday!" She exclaimed as she floated for a few seconds before being reported to the Rift. Wednesday. That meant it was a total of four days since the warden has been missing. The summoners now needed him to update his replicas data, so an actual search should be started.
Once Ahri arrived at her fountain at the Rift she was full of joy as she heard her summoner buying her starting items.
"Ahri?" Quinn said while giving her a weird look. "Why are you so happy?"
"Thresh has been disabled, finally! So the summoners have to look for him now! We'll finally be able to see him again!" She said in glee as her summoner led her towards the mid lane.
"Um Ahri...?" Quinn said sadly as she was moved towards the bottom lane.
"Yea?"
"Uh...I think you should see whose our support..." As the kumiho continued down the mid lane she turned her head back slightly and gasped. There in the fountain was a Thresh replica being controlled by a currently AFK summoner. Ahri was shocked and she soon saw red.
"But...it's been over three days! How the hell can they still use his replicas!?"
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'You are Iceborn...Join us...Claim the Freljord...You are Iceborn...' In the the time that the warden had been incapacitated, he had started to remember who he really was and fought off the spirits of the watchers that sought to claim him as one of their own. His mind was clear of all of the spirits of the Abyss...All except one particularly fervent one. 'You are Iceborn...'
You won't make this easy for me will you, sir? The rest of your lot have been eradicated. You will soon be the same...
'Join us...Claim the Freljord...'
Sigh...The Freljord is not but an icy bolder. Your time has past. Leave me!
'There is nothing for you to live for...Lend us your strength...Claim the Freljord!' Just as the warden was about to respond, he began to remember something someone had told him. Whether he liked it or not...what they said was true.
As strange as it may be...I do have something to live for now...And...were it not for her...I probably would have already joined you bastards.
'…'
...I suppose...she's not the only one as well. I have quite a few other idiots who I care for much more than I should...You lot however...have long been forgotten. I however...I now exist in the minds and souls of many. As much as I hate to say this...they also exist in mine...I am no longer the empty shell I once thought I was...For that reason and countless others, LEAVE MINE SOUL!
'Disgusting emotions...you will JOIN US!'
The warden's body would twitch every so often on the fur-lined bed he rested on. One could easily see the mental battle he was struggling with as his brows were constantly furrowing in anger. Around his bed were many small bottles of purple incense. What was strange about them was that instead of their visible fumes being wafted around the room, they were seemingly being absorbed by the wardens skull. Just then the door to the small room opened.
The light from the outer hallway crept in just enough to illuminate the warden's stressed countenance.
"You have strong heart, friend..." Said a large man before closing the door once more.
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"Welcome to the Summoner support desk. I am summoner Privates Shyguy, and how may I help you this eve-" Said a young male summoner whose brown robe was lined with silver...that is before he was interrupted by an irate bird woman.
"Why are you guys still using Thresh's replicas!? It's been over three days! You're supposed to have disabled him and gone searching the Freljord already!" Quinn yelled, drawing quite a bit of attention to her and her party. The summoner gave her an angry look before adjusting his thin rimmed glasses.
"...I have no idea what you're talking about." He said bluntly. Quinn was about to grab his collar from over the desk, but Soraka managed to pull her back.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW!?" Quinn yelled. Seeing that Quinn was not the most articulate person at the moment, Nami pushed her aside.
"Last Saturday, myself and everyone here played a live game on the Howling abyss." Nami began. " But we were also accompanied by the chain warden. Unfortunately...The barriers on the bridge broke and...the warden fell into the abyss." At this the summoner raised a brow slightly, but his overall expression didn't change. " We were told that after three days, his replicas would need their information refreshed, so the Institute would send out search parties in the Freljord. It's been four days...but his replicas were still in use today. Have you all begun a search for him?" The summoner looked at the other two summoners that accompanied him at the support desk. They just gave him bored looks and returned to their paperwork. He sighed and started cleaning his glasses before he replied.
"No. And we don't plan to do so anytime soon. If that's all you guys should be leaving. It's nearly nine PM and champions are usually barred from entering at 8:30." With that he put his glasses back on ans started organizing his own paperwork. The champions were shocked at the lack of care the summoners seemed to have.
"B-but, we were told that-" Nami started.
"Well you're being told this." Privates said while getting to his feet, voice full of annoyance. " The Institute has no plans to go looking for some champion who was stupid enough to fall into the fucking Abyss." Quinn was seething at this point, and though Soraka was angry as well, she didn't loosen her grip on the wings of Demacia. "Now seriously...get you and your fish face, and the rest of your little posse and get out." Nami looked down at the ground and back away from the desk slowly. Ahri and Lulu followed to comfort her.
"..." Hecarim gave the summoner a look that could kill. "What gives you the right to speak that way to a women who has given you nothing but the utmost respect?" He said with a growl, but was trying his best to keep his temper down.
"None likes a wannabe hero dude. If you wanna be useful, leave and take those girls with you." When Hecarim silently, but malevolently stood his ground, Privates put his hood over his head and said. "This is your final warning." Seeing as there was really nothing he could do, he led himself, Soraka, and a still irate Quinn to the elevator area to join up with the others.
"Nami...Pay them no mind...We all know that they're always like this." Hecarim said while kneeling next to the sad Marai.
"Yea...I know..." Nami replied with a sniff.
"Quinn seriously, calm down. You're just gonna make them angry..." Soraka said as they all entered the elevator.
"How the fuck can I!?" She yelled as they arrived at the atrium and started for the glass corridor.
"Rice cakes usually help me get calm. But they need to be covered in pixie jelly." Lulu commented randomly.
"...Ohhhhkay." The groups reached the waiting room and were about to head for the dorms when they noticed that Nami had stopped halfway through the corridor. "Nami? What's up?" Quinn asked.
"...I think I'm gonna go visit Naut..." Nami said solemnly as she turned her back to them.
"You want us to join you?" Ahri asked concerned. Nami turned her head and gave them all a small smile.
"No it's alright...I just...need to see him...It's been a while you know?" The group just nodded in agreement as they watched the Marai return to the Atrium.
"Oh that's right. Naut's only been in the Institute long enough to participate in matches. Then he just goes straight back to Bilgewater." Ahri said.
"Your right. I haven't even seen him around during breaks." Lulu added. Lulu turned to Hecarim and raised an eyebrow. He looked down at her and gave her a confused look.
"Yes?"
"Do you know why Naut's been more moody than usual?"
"Why would I know that?"
"Because you're both guys. Don't you have guy talk or whatever? Me and Pix do the same thing all the time!...But it's more like...Fae talk." Hecarim continued to give her a weird look and then gazed to Soraka and Ahri for assistance. They simply shrugged.
"I've talked to him as much as the rest of you have." Lulu raised her eyebrow at him one more time before shrugging and they continued on their way to the dorms. "I do wonder what's wrong with our dear giant..."
"He probably thinks this is all his fault. You know how he is." Ahri said as they arrived at her room. Lulu, however, bid them farewell and left for her own dorm. The group entered and occupied their own places on couch, with Hecarim claimed some space on the floor next ti it. Ahri went into the kitchen and brought some beers and a large bag of chips for them. "*Sigh* So...what are we gonna do?" Ahri said sadly.
"We're gonna find Thresh, that's what!" Quinn said chugging her beer.
"Quinn...small sips..." Soraka said. "But yea, we're going to have to look for him ourselves. It's obvious the summoners don't care as long as they have their games..."
"Hmm...Isn't their little tournament going on?" Hecarim asked.
"You mean the LCS? Yea why?"
"Ah yes. No wonder...I remember Morde telling me that that particular tournament runs on different conditions than we are used to in the Institute. Any changes the summoners make don't usually get translated over until a later date. Maybe since there are no major changes they need moved over to the tournament...they feel there's no need to update Thresh's information at the current time..."
"Those fucking bastards..." Quinn said under her breath.
"Well you know what this means." Ahri said finishing her beer. "Tomorrow, we're gonna go to the Freljord and start lookin' for Thresh. The bridge is up so there's no reason in hell that the summoners can stop us. Right."
"That is true." Soraka said.
"'Kay, all of you gotta file for a day off in the morning and then we'll head out."
"Where do we plan on looking first." Hecarim asked.
"There should be a town about a mile down the mountain where the bridge is. We'll start there. If we don't find anything useful we'll just get Ashe or Sej to help us spread the word to other places." The rest of the party nodded in agreement and continued to discuss what they need to do in preparation.
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The rainy season was in full force on the shores of Bilgewater. In the past week, there has yet to be a dry day to give the battered coasts any solace. Luckily, the cities civilians had taken precautions to avoid floods.
The small blue townhouse overlooking the port stood strong against the heavy winds and pounding rains. Inside, it's owner sat on his couch, barely paying attention to the flicker of the television. He had forgotten how long he had been sitting there. He hadn't moved since he came back from the Institute that day. It was no different from yesterday, or the day before that. The titan had shut himself from everyone, even the one he had loved most. Though this was not the most uncommon of practices for him in particular, given his emotional state. But this time was different.
Nautilus was thoroughly disgusted with himself. Ever since he saw the warden fall into the abyss, he couldn't stop his thought from racing. It was his fault the warden was gone. And as much as he hated to admit it...he was happy he was gone. The warden was the only one who pushed his to the limits of his unstable emotions. The warden ridiculed him for his shortcomings...those were insults that were truly deserved. And worst of all...the warden was heinously blunt. But every word that came from him, was the undeniable truth...the same truth that Nautilus did not want to have to face.
"I remember that there used to be a man that lived here that offered me tea every time I visited..." The Marai leaned in the entryway to the living room and gave a light glance to the broken man that sat on the couch. Nautilus remained silent. "*Sigh* Then again...this isn't the man I'm used to seeing...Blank expression...Slouching...Half dead...More pathetic than a molted crab..."
"What do you want?" Nautilus said with a hint of anger behind his voice. Though caught of guard, the Marai slowly inched her way towards the couch until she was standing right in front of him.
"When did you start talking to me like that?"
"I...I don't know what you're talking about." He said quickly while averting his gaze away from her.
"Nautilus! Look at me!" The titan's gaze remained to her far lft and he made no motion to heed her commands. Growing inpatient, Nami put both hands on his helmet, in an attempt to force him to look at her, but he would not budge. "I said look at me!"
"I...can't."
"Gah! What the fuck is wrong with you!?" He was surprised. The Marai barely ever cursed, but when she did, hell soon followed after.
"Nami...it's nothing..."
"If this is about Thresh you need to get over-"
"I CAN'T DO THAT!" He roared as he rose out of his seat. Nami moved back slightly and Nautilus took a few heavy breathes before continuing. "The warden is gone...because of ME!"
"That's not true! It was an accident!"
"How do you know!?" Nami was about to reply when she stopped and gave Nautilus a quizzical look.
"What do you mean how do I-?"
"Maybe...I wanted the warden gone...Maybe...heh, maybe deep down I'm happy I did what I did. I was so sick and tired of his insults...Maybe that's what I've wanted to do all this time..."
"I'm sorry Naut, but that is the most pathetic thing I have ever heard." The surprise that shown in the titan's eyes were soon replaced with seething anger. "You can't take a few insults so you beat yourself up over it. Then you start making this stupid accusations to make yourself feel better? Because we both know that's all this is. Whenever something upsets you, you don't face it like a normal person. You just run under a rock to cry about it." The venom in Nami's words were continued to increase as Nautilus remained silent. "I've known you for over a year...you and I both know you can't handle when situations go south. But...now it's just getting ridiculous. I literally haven't seen you outside of matches since Thresh went missing..." It was at this point when Nautilus started walking away from her. "...What happened to the Nautilus that could tell me anything? What happened to the Nautilus that would come to me before he started avoiding everyone? What happened-" Nami's voice got caught in her throat. She sniffed and took a deep breath before continuing. " What happened to the Nautilus that used to be my best friend? *Sniff* What fucking happened to the Naut that saved me a year ago and said, 'I will never leave your side'!? Because I don't see him here! All I see is a big, fat, pathetic-mmph!"
Time stood still. Nami was too busy yelling to hear the titan's helmet fall to the floor. As he carried her a good two feet off the ground, Nami remained still. He was gentle, and his lips caressed hers a bit clumsily but she also felt something that she had never felt from him before. Confidence. There was a part of her that just wanted to melt into him. She wanted to wrap her arms around him and let all that had been said be washed away...But she just couldn't. She opened her eyes and slowly pulled away.
"...What are you doing?" She asked while staring at the ground. He gave her a gentle squeeze and a kiss on her forehead that lingered a bit before turning her chin to face him.
"...Something I should have done a year ago." He attempted to pull her lips towards his once again but she stopped him.
"Nautilus..." The serious look the Marai gave him told him that things were not going to end so easily. He lowered her down onto the couch, but remained standing.
"I'm a coward...I admit it..." Nami remained silent, which was not surprising him. He turned his back to her and continued. "Ever since I awoke at the bottom of the sea...I've be very cautious of myself and others...I have no memory of who I once was...the only thing driving me was the whereabouts of my former crew...But the I joined the league...And I met you." He turned his head slightly to see that Nami's expression had not changed. "It was then that I told myself...I would cherish every memory that I can make from now on. So I did...and every memory I made with you...are the ones I shall forever cherish the most." Suddenly, Nautilus' voice grew dark." But then the warden arrived...He was the first one to bring my uncertainties to light...All the things I tried to hide even from myself...He made me acknowledge them...And I hated him for it. As soon as I saw him fall into the abyss...I didn't know what to think..."
"...Did you really have anything to do with-"
"No...That was just me trying to ridicule myself...But now I realize...I owe so much to the warden...He made me realize that my flaws will only grow the more I try to hide them. Also were it not for him I wouldn't be able to say..." Nautilus walked back towards the Marai and sat down next to her. He took both her hands into his and took a deep breath before looking into her eyes. "Ever since I saved you that day not so long ago, I was honored to know that I could be accepted by someone as beautiful and understanding as you. I know that I never truly be someone worth your time but...Nami..." He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "...I love you." His warm breath gave her shivers all the way down t her tail. As he drew himself back, Nami placed her had on his black cheek. She could see the embarrassment and uncertainty in his eyes and it was obvious that this was one of the few times that he was tankful that his black countenance was void of any ability to change color. She drew him in just enough for their lips to be about an inch apart.
"It should be obvious how I feel..." She said and then gave him a quick peck. "But I don't know how long my feelings will hold. I'm not partial to men who don't keep promises..." He drew his left hand to her face and rubbed her cheek with his thumb.
"Nami...I shall never leave you...lest the seas reclaim me." The Marai let out a few small giggles before being silenced once again.
Ahri had messaged both of them repeatedly causing their phones to chime in the background. That night, they never got back to her.
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Quinn, at the suggestion of Soraka, excused herself about two hours into the deliberation, due to her excessive inebriation. As she slightly stumbled down the hall to her room, she saw a certain hooded man with Valor perched upon his shoulder.
"Oh hey Talon." She said happily. "Seems that Valor is finally warming up to ya."
"Yea me and the little chicken hit it off." At this comment Valor pecked the side of his head a few times. "Ouch!...Ugh...kinda..."
"Bad Valor, hee-hee. You only hurt him when I tell you too." She joked while walking up and petting his head. "Thanks for agreeing to watch him for a bit. Hope he hasn't been too much trouble."
"Hmph, anything for you babe." Quinn stopped petting Valor and raised a eyebrow. "I-I mean, I'm happy to do it."
"Hmm, thought so." She let out a big yawn and stretched her arms over head before opening her door. "Well I'm off to bed."
"But it's only like..." Talon looked up at the wall clock. "It's only like 9:30."
"Mmmm, yea well me, Ahri, Hecarim-" She took a deep breath before continuing. "Soraka, Lulu, Nami, and hopefully Naut if he's done being an emo butthead are headed to the Freljord to look for Thresh. Gotta get up bright and early to file for a day off. Later." She opened her door and was about to
"Whoa wait a minute. Isn't Thresh just back on the Isles, I dunno, killing people? Like he usually does."
"If he was just being his normal creepy self they why do you think you haven't seen him in the dining halls on at that weird smelling tree?"
"I dunno. Creepy dude is liable to do creepy things. And ain't he a ghost or something? For all we know he's probably just going around haunting people while invisible."
"What about the Institute's magic and ghost shields?"
"...Well you got me there. So what happened to the old spook? He and Ahri have a fight or somethin'?" Talon said jokingly. When he noticed that Quinn was neither yelling at him or laughing as well, he turn to see her gazing at the ground with a sad expression. "Quinn? Uh...Did I say something wrong? If I did I'm sorry...and uh...please don't hit me."
"*Sigh* Thresh fell into the Howling Abyss...We haven't seen him since Saturday..."
"Holy shit...Have the summoners-?"
"Dude...don't even get me fucking started with the summoners and their bullshit. I swear if I have to fucking see even one of their stupid faces at the porters tomorrow, I'm gonna-!" Quinn felt herself being pulled into a tight yet gentle hug. Talon continued to hold her close and started to carefully rub her back. "Mmmm..." Quinn closed her eyes allowed herself to melt into his arms. She could smell the light hint of black cherry in his aftershave and thought, for at least that moment, it was her favorite thing in the world. His hands began to slowly creep up to her shoulder blades moving ever so slowly until he met the open skin at the base of her neck. She felt his warm breath tickle her open flesh and eagerly waited for the warmth of his touch. And she continued to wait...and wait. After about thirty seconds of anxiously waiting she whispered. "...What the hell are you waiting for?" He moved his lips to her ear and huskily whispered back.
"You're drunk, babe." Quinn flinched. The feeling of euphoria she once had was gone and her anger returned. The next thing Talon knew, there was a large bruise on his left forearm. "Guh...Yep...Totally deserved that."
"Come on Valor, get inside." Quinn reached for the bird but Talon, weakly, kept him on his shoulder.
"Hey now, I know I'm an asshole but you don't have to take my chicken." Once again, Valor added a few more bruises to Talon's person. "Oh come on, you know I'm joking dammit!"
"Heh, I'm not taking him cuz I'm mad or anything. Actually I just wanted him so I could give him to Syndra. She loves him and I'll need someone to watch him while I'm gone."
"Um, hello? Sex-on-legs in a hood right in front of you whose more than happy to keep watching your bird. Ain't that right?" Talon scratched the bottom of Valor's beak, causing him to caw in joy. "See?"
"Well...I guess if Valor's ok with it." She gave Valor a pet on his head and Talon a peck on the cheek. She waved goodbye and was about to close her door when something dawned on her. "Hey Talon?"
"Hmm? Yea, what's up?"
"Why were you in front of my dorm in the first place?" Talon immediately turned three different shades of red. After positioning his hood to cover even more of his face her turned his back to her and said.
"Oh you know, Valor here wanted to see his mommy. So I brought him up and waited till you turned up." Valor gave Talon what seemed to be a bored expression, to which Talon responded with a 'shush'.
"Oh, uh, alright then. 'Night." Once he heard her close her door completely he let out a heavy sigh and proceeded up the stairs to his own dorm. He entered his room and freed Valor to rest on the makeshift nest of blankets and small pillows to the left end of his black couch. He removed his hood and flung it haphazardly on the maroon rug floor, which was lined with a few other articles of clothing...such as the socks he wore two days ago. He didn't have the care to turn on his television, so he just plopped himself on the could tilted his head back and turned on his stereo. After about two albums from Pentakill, and a few songs from that weird delta wave trance album that Karma had given everyone as a gift at last year's Christmas party (She thought everyone needed help sleeping), he picked up his phone and dialed a number.
"*Yawn* Hello?"
"Hey man, how's it going?"
"...Talon...It's fucking twelve in the morning..."
"Come on dude it's only...11:54 PM." Talon said in an attempt to be cheeky.
"...This is the third time this week you've called me up like this..."
"Come on Zed, what are friends for? ...Zed?" The line went silent as the caller on the other end had hung up. After about four more consecutive calls, Talon heard a rather angry knocking coming from his door. He answered it and was met with an angry looking Zed who was wearing black plaid pajama pants, along with his mask.. "Hey man, where;s your shirt?"
"Fuck you...*Yaaaawn* Get me a beer or something..." Zed said before flopping himself onto the couch. "Dude...the hell are you listening to." He asked as Talon came back from the kitchen with some beers.
"That weird dream shit Karma gave us for Christmas."
"Uh huh..." The two men sat and began drinking and Zed started flipping through TV channels. "So did you give Quinn the necklace?"
"Uhm...define 'give'"
"Seriously? Dude, you've been telling me you were gonna give that shit to her for the past 3 days..."
"Well..."
"You're being a pussy is what you're trying to say. You want to get with her don't you?"
"Kinda..." Zed gave him a bored look. "What?"
"You acting like a kid dude..."
"Well sorry if I wanna do this right."
"Right my ass...I mean ook at Thresh. He's a shut-in that has no problem asking any girl in the League to dinner. Hell, he's even gone to the movies with Poppy and Diana. A dude with no skin get on any girl's good side and you can't even give Quinn a necklace? It's not even real silver."
"It's not supposed to be! See Quinn wanted this for-...Oh shit that's right..."
"What?"
"Zed, Thresh fell into the Abyss."
"Oh...Wait, what the fuck!?"
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The rains turned into a light drizzle upon the port of Bilgewater. The small droplets beat against the the window pane in the bedroom of the blue townhouse in a rythmatic fashion. The titan stared out at the tumultuous sea, his mind riddled with guilt and concern.
"...Can't sleep?"
"Ah..." Nautilus turned to see Nami giving a warm smile. He bid her to come forward and wrapped an arm around her. "I hope I didn't wake you?"
"No, you're good...I'm kinda worried too..."
"...We'll find him. I'm sure of it."
"...Yea." Nautilus saw the depression in her eyes can could so nothing but hold her close. "To yield the rain, repeat the sayin', and eat one thousand grains..."
"But to feel a pour, eat one extra more and release ye of your pain..."
"But as the captain sleeps, the shipmates will creep...and the sea grows dark again..." They both said . The rain grew heavier as lightning began to rack the skies.
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"..." The warden slowly opened his eyes, trying his best to take in his surroundings. The room was small and very dim. What caught his attention was the purple fumes that he seemed to be absorbing.
An expulsion circle... No wonder it was so easy to rid myself of those mongrels...But who in their right mind would aid me?
The warden tried to sit up but it seemed to be impossible. He was completely drain of strength so much so that his skull no longer let out its usual eerie green glow. All the souls that he had absorbed must have been expelled along with the spirits of the watchers, creating a rather bittersweet situation. With what little strength he did have, he turned his skull from left to right. He appeared to be in a bed but everything else was too dark to make out. He tried once more to get up. The door creaked open revealing the light from the hallway.
"...Wh...who..?" The warden was not even able to make conversation. ...Pathetic...Seeing as there was absolutely nothing he could do, he turned to face the ceiling and prepared for whatever the man in the doorway wanted to do with him.
"Is ok, friend." The man said with a large warm smile. The warden tried his best to stay conscious, but his eyes closed as his mind started drifted away once more. "That's it, sleep. Tomorrow you will be strong again, ya?"
OOOO~ Stuff happened! But like..I had to write a few of the dialogues like 2-3 times over cuz it's been so long since I've looked at my story. But I finally was able to remember how I wanted the characters to sound~ Sorry for such a long wait but, I am back from Africa.,but I am also back at school. So expect the normal 1-2 weeks for an update. So, will the group be able to find clues in the Freljord? Will the summoners be butt heads and try to stop them? Will Thresh actually do something important in the next chapter? And Why the heck is this story starting to sound like a bad soap opera? (drama op) All os these will be answered!...Eventually! Stay Squishy~