Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to get this up, I've been really busy lately. ;-; yeah, this chappie is shorter than the rest of them . . . I think. And it's the last real development chapter, well, until the plot starts to unfold, anyway. Big fight scene next chappie, so it'll take a while to write. Just stay with me, k.
Question and answer time!
Wow, only one question this time . . .
Sonari: O_O Does that mean you actually did a good job explaining things?
DAY: Shut up! *hits Sonari upside the head*
Sonari: *rubs head* Ow . . . *sulks*
Now, where were we? Oh yes . . . of course Sonari's not gonna leave. He is majorly miffed, though. I must be doing some good character development if regrem can guess what they're gonna do.
Yani: I could have told you that . . . He's way too predictable . . .
Sonari: *too busy sulking to hear*
And I'm glad ya all like Yani. You think he's funny now, wait until later. Some exchanges between Sonari and Yani are hilarious. Like there's one in . . . oh nevermind. You'll find out soon enough. ^_^
Newayz, next chappie here for your enjoyment! ^_^
Sil-aliaSil-alia was pacing back and forth in the kitchen with nervous expectation. The Festival was tonight! She couldn't wait, but at the same time, she didn't want it to start either. It was up to her to start the main event off well . . . She didn't know how, but Rigana convinced her to dance the main part in the show tonight, a dance narrated by Rigana herself that told the story of the Winglies, and she had been chosen to dance the part of the Winglies as a people, the role that danced the most often, and was onstage most of the show.
"Would you stop that infernal pacing?" Grandfather yelled from across the room. "It's driving me insane."
"Sorry, Grandpa. I'm just so nervous . . ."
"You'll do fine, don't worry. If I know you, and I think I do, you'll be stunning out there tonight. I wonder how many guys you'll make drool over you tonight."
"Stop it." Sil-alia punched Grandfather playfully on the shoulder. He may have been nearing 60, but he was still fit and chipper as someone in his prime. And often acted that way too . . .
But still, right now, even he couldn't stop her worrying. Or pacing either, for that matter. After a minute, maybe two, Sil-alia was pacing around the kitchen in an endless circle, chewing nervously on her thumbnail.
"Si, I'm serious. If you don't stop pacing around like that, I'm going to kill something . . . or someone." But Grandfather's pleas fell on deaf ears. Sil-alia was too deep in her own thoughts.
Oh man, I hope the Festival starts soon. It can't be too far away now. I bet any minute, Rigana's gonna walk right through that door, and yell to me that it's time to go and get made up. And, oh Gods, is being this nervous always this bad? I mean, I feel like I've got a whole hive of butterflies in my stomach. Wait, butterflies don't live in hives, that's bees . . . She had no idea that Grandfather was talking to her until she heard him yell.
"Hello? Little Miss Space Case? Endiness to Si! I've got your attention now? Good. Now go out on the roof because your constant pacing is driving me crazy!"
Sil-alia let her head drop, knowing that Grandfather was right; he always was. "Yes, sir."
She walked up the spiral staircase to her room, which was the whole second story of their small house. She stepped delicately up onto her bed, with a passing glance at her Shurikama, her weapon of choice. Grandfather said that most Tahoan used the Shurikama, but the only ones they had were simple until their training was finished, then they would get a fairly ornate one, something to have to do with which magic they were most comfortable with. Grandfather had once told her that her mother had an affinity with earth magic, so on her Shurikama there were delicate leaves and vines, twisting and winding around themselves, seemingly endlessly. But all that Sil-alia had was one of simple metal. Her Shurikama was, in essence, a small, slim, double-ended sword. The hilt was about 8 inches long, leaving a very small margin for error where she put her hands. Coming out of each end of the hilt were the actual blades, each only about 1 ½ feet long and ¼ of an inch thick. The lightness of the weapon, along with the sharpness of the blades was what made it dangerous. She took it off its space on her bed and started twirling it absently. The blades became silver blurs and whistled softly. She stopped with a sigh and stepped off of her bed and out of the window onto the roof.
She sat on the roof and watched the sun set slowly. Man, the sun's setting. Rigana has to come soon. Is being this nervous supposed to make you feel like you gotta . . . wait, what's that? Sil-alia noticed that near the square, there was a disturbance, and a small crowd was gathering. She could tell that there seemed to be a couple of guys fighting, but that was about all from this distance. Then she saw another figure run up to the disturbance. It had to be Rigana; she was the only one who ever wore a black leather skirt around here. Rigana looked like she was trying to talk to the men, especially the shorter one. They weren't paying much attention to her. The crowd didn't do anything either. It was almost as if they didn't really understand what was going on and just stood there, fascinated.
Sil-alia stood up and sighed. She picked up her Shurikama and decided that she was going to go and see if she could do anything. It was Festival Day, after all. No one should be fighting on Festival Day. Someone had to keep the peace. She tucked some strands of her blonde hair that somehow got out of her loose, almost elbow-length braid behind her ears, and flew off towards the disturbance. The sky started turning orange as she made her way towards the square.
Author's Note: There we gosies! Nice little chappie there. I hope ya all got a good idea of what Si's Shurikama looks like. Newayz, now ya know a little about the main chars, I'm gonna ask ya some questions, and I would really appreciate it if you'd answer them for me. I like to know what my readers are thinking about the story and the chars, and stuff like that.
1) fav char and why
2) which char's gonna change the most
3) which two chars is the story gonna revolve around most
4) what dragoon spirit ya think each char is gonna get
5) who exactly are Sonari and Yani
6) there will be romance, so who do ya think the pairing's gonna be
please, please, please answer! Some of them are probably gonna be just complete guesses, but please answer anyway. KOV, if you're gonna review, don't say, cuz you know all the answers . . . I'll probably ask questions like this from time to time, so please please answer! And even if you're not gonna answer, at least review!
PS. Oh yeah, I forgot. Uh, I was reading through the story before, and I just realized that a got a couple dates wrong in the intro chapter, so if you haven't read the changes, just fyi, the whole Age of Turmoil thingy was 20 years before, not 12 as I originally had. Don't forget to review now, ya hear!