Disclaimer: I no own, you no sue.
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Author's Note: As always, I'm spastically typing as many chapters in one sitting as possible, even if they make no sense. This next part is inspired by some evil DDR songs (Candy and Butterfly for those of you who care).....so happy!!! Go ahead, exclaim baka and call me what you will. Do it now! This is somewhat of an explanation for not only why Black Waltzes No. 2 and 3 turned out so much better than 1, but also how the genomes were made to be perfect. Exactly the same height, weight, blond hair and blue eyes. Those ever useful monkey tails.....mwahahaha.
~NeoNaoNeo
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Chapter 4: Strife
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Vivi eyed the girl uneasily, his mouth felt like it had been sewn shut as the Silence spell took its full effect. Lenore dropped her shoulders.
"Come come now," she purred. "Why are you acting so shy all of a sudden? Oh, that's right. I apologize."
Vivi narrowed his teary eyes bitterly.
"Please, don't be upset," Lenore asked. "I don't want you carrying a grudge."
Vivi turned his back to her.
"I'm doing you a favor," Lenore said. "You'd be dead if I weren't here to perform these enhancements."
The black mage turned around, his yellow eyes portraying his confusion.
"All black mages have a short life span, yours was ten years," Lenore answered. "The black waltzes, although they grew much faster than a human, aged the same way as a human would after one year of age. Of course they were about twenty years old, physically, emotionally and mentally by one year old, but still."
Even if there hadn't been a Silence spell on him, Vivi still wouldn't have been able to speak.
"So I'm planning on giving you a normal life span, you'd like that wouldn't you?" Lenore asked slyly.
Vivi looked about. Could he trust her? Vivi nodded, although he was still skeptical of this girl's intentions. Lenore smiled.
"Excellent," Lenore said. "Now perhaps you're wondering how I'm going to do this. Correct?"
Vivi nodded again, the creased part of his hat flopping foward. Lenore stifled a giggle, appreciating the small mage's cuteness in a way her father would have scowled at.
"It's simple really. I've already done a temporary spell, extending your life. Essentially you are a black waltz now, but in order for it to be permanent, I need to activate a few...seditary genes." Lenore said, hoping Vivi would catch on. But his confused little stare told her that the mage didn't grasp the concept of genes and genetics. Lenore sighed. "Your body is made up of hundreds of thousands of millions of cells. Within each cell is genes, which make you what and who you are."
Vivi was playing with his sleeves, waiting for her to go on. Lenore smiled at the mage's attention.
"If there was one thing my kind, the genomes, excelled at, it was the manipulation of genes and these traits," Lenore said proudly. "Do you know why nearly every genome is blonde haired, blue eyed, fair complexion?"
Vivi shook his head.
"It's a very rare combonation to merely come across without any help," Lenore murmured, pulling a small jar of blue fluid from a shelf. She allowed Vivi to hold it, to examine it. "That's when Garland discovered these microorganisms, the Strife."
Vivi cocked his head to one side, remembering on Terra, the large tubes of blue fluid exactly like this.
"The Strife are very unique microorganisms. They can actually manipulate one's genes, pushing bad traits back while bringing the good forth. But they cannot create anything that's not there, like you couldn't give a monkey scales, or a human feathers." Lenore explained, laughing slightly at her ridiculous examples. "Hair color, eye color, height, weight, things like that can be changed."
The black mage had set the jar down, completely awestruck at the girl's intelligence.
"But the thing Garland discovered most useful about Strife, was that the trait could be modeled exactly accordding to a controller's will," Lenore continued. "A mental picture is all the strife need to bring a trait forth."
The mage looked completely baffled and befuddled.
"Perhaps it's better to get on with the procedure," Lenore sighed. "What have you to say?"
Vivi was surprised when he found he could talk.
"I say you're crazy!" was the first thing he spat. "And I want nothing to do with this!"
"I'm sorry to hear that," Lenore sighed, clasping her hands together. "Anything else?"
Vivi lifted his arms for a spell, but Lenore caught sight of this and quickly reembersed the Silence spell. Vivi narrowed his eyes in frustration. Lenore smiled.
"Now now," she cooed. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll forget all about your little grudge when I'm through."
Vivi faltered, a wave of dizziness passing his over. Lenore narrowed her eyes, forcing him closer to sleep.
"Don't make this any harder than it needs to be my pet," Lenore growled, allowing the sleep spell to take a full effect. The mage fell over with a thump, snoring loudly. "Time to get to work."
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A/N: Oh no! What's she going to do!? Run Vivi! RUN!!!!
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Author's Note: As always, I'm spastically typing as many chapters in one sitting as possible, even if they make no sense. This next part is inspired by some evil DDR songs (Candy and Butterfly for those of you who care).....so happy!!! Go ahead, exclaim baka and call me what you will. Do it now! This is somewhat of an explanation for not only why Black Waltzes No. 2 and 3 turned out so much better than 1, but also how the genomes were made to be perfect. Exactly the same height, weight, blond hair and blue eyes. Those ever useful monkey tails.....mwahahaha.
~NeoNaoNeo
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Chapter 4: Strife
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Vivi eyed the girl uneasily, his mouth felt like it had been sewn shut as the Silence spell took its full effect. Lenore dropped her shoulders.
"Come come now," she purred. "Why are you acting so shy all of a sudden? Oh, that's right. I apologize."
Vivi narrowed his teary eyes bitterly.
"Please, don't be upset," Lenore asked. "I don't want you carrying a grudge."
Vivi turned his back to her.
"I'm doing you a favor," Lenore said. "You'd be dead if I weren't here to perform these enhancements."
The black mage turned around, his yellow eyes portraying his confusion.
"All black mages have a short life span, yours was ten years," Lenore answered. "The black waltzes, although they grew much faster than a human, aged the same way as a human would after one year of age. Of course they were about twenty years old, physically, emotionally and mentally by one year old, but still."
Even if there hadn't been a Silence spell on him, Vivi still wouldn't have been able to speak.
"So I'm planning on giving you a normal life span, you'd like that wouldn't you?" Lenore asked slyly.
Vivi looked about. Could he trust her? Vivi nodded, although he was still skeptical of this girl's intentions. Lenore smiled.
"Excellent," Lenore said. "Now perhaps you're wondering how I'm going to do this. Correct?"
Vivi nodded again, the creased part of his hat flopping foward. Lenore stifled a giggle, appreciating the small mage's cuteness in a way her father would have scowled at.
"It's simple really. I've already done a temporary spell, extending your life. Essentially you are a black waltz now, but in order for it to be permanent, I need to activate a few...seditary genes." Lenore said, hoping Vivi would catch on. But his confused little stare told her that the mage didn't grasp the concept of genes and genetics. Lenore sighed. "Your body is made up of hundreds of thousands of millions of cells. Within each cell is genes, which make you what and who you are."
Vivi was playing with his sleeves, waiting for her to go on. Lenore smiled at the mage's attention.
"If there was one thing my kind, the genomes, excelled at, it was the manipulation of genes and these traits," Lenore said proudly. "Do you know why nearly every genome is blonde haired, blue eyed, fair complexion?"
Vivi shook his head.
"It's a very rare combonation to merely come across without any help," Lenore murmured, pulling a small jar of blue fluid from a shelf. She allowed Vivi to hold it, to examine it. "That's when Garland discovered these microorganisms, the Strife."
Vivi cocked his head to one side, remembering on Terra, the large tubes of blue fluid exactly like this.
"The Strife are very unique microorganisms. They can actually manipulate one's genes, pushing bad traits back while bringing the good forth. But they cannot create anything that's not there, like you couldn't give a monkey scales, or a human feathers." Lenore explained, laughing slightly at her ridiculous examples. "Hair color, eye color, height, weight, things like that can be changed."
The black mage had set the jar down, completely awestruck at the girl's intelligence.
"But the thing Garland discovered most useful about Strife, was that the trait could be modeled exactly accordding to a controller's will," Lenore continued. "A mental picture is all the strife need to bring a trait forth."
The mage looked completely baffled and befuddled.
"Perhaps it's better to get on with the procedure," Lenore sighed. "What have you to say?"
Vivi was surprised when he found he could talk.
"I say you're crazy!" was the first thing he spat. "And I want nothing to do with this!"
"I'm sorry to hear that," Lenore sighed, clasping her hands together. "Anything else?"
Vivi lifted his arms for a spell, but Lenore caught sight of this and quickly reembersed the Silence spell. Vivi narrowed his eyes in frustration. Lenore smiled.
"Now now," she cooed. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll forget all about your little grudge when I'm through."
Vivi faltered, a wave of dizziness passing his over. Lenore narrowed her eyes, forcing him closer to sleep.
"Don't make this any harder than it needs to be my pet," Lenore growled, allowing the sleep spell to take a full effect. The mage fell over with a thump, snoring loudly. "Time to get to work."
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A/N: Oh no! What's she going to do!? Run Vivi! RUN!!!!