Late that night Milphy arrived at the inn and cast a series of spells on
the now stiffing form, in order to keep it from rotting.
The Purple haired Haz Knight stood at the foot of the bed. His fingers pressed together as he chanted. He had never expected Marron to be the one who he would be doing this for. Carrot maybe, but never Marron.
A crash echoed from down stairs, but he paid little attention to it. He simply continued his work. Finally he whispered, "By the Power of Suzaku and the Gods of life, and love. May your soul burn on forever." He paused for a moment. "I hope to see you soon Marron." He lowered his head. The ritual was complete.
Milphy stood there for a long time, enveloped in the silence, when he heard another crash from below him. He sighed heavily, "They can't be arguing when their team mate is lying here dead?" He turned heading down stairs.
Across the hall another sat in a room all on his own. His soft blue eyes were cast out the window, staring into the nothingness of the blue sky. The words kept playing through his head over and over again. 'Fire never dies.' "What did he mean," He wondered out loud, brushing a lock of blond hair from his eyes. He sighed, solemnly. To him the sun would never seem as bright, nor the sky as blue as it had once been.
He could hear Milphy in the next room casting his spells and charms. The blond couldn't help the tears that welled in his eyes, and slid down his cheeks. He felt like he couldn't breathe. He didn't want to breathe. He wanted Marron back.
A crash invaded his thoughts; he looked up, away from the window. Standing he went to see what kind of trouble the others had, more or less Carrot, had gotten into.
The rest of the group was waiting patiently down stairs, for Milphy to finish his work. Carrot had been pacing constantly since they had arrived at the abandoned inn. Tira, and Chocolat were both sitting on the couch, unable to quench the tears that slid from their eyes.
While Carrot still blamed himself for the death of his younger sibling, Chocolat was trying to count all the times she had actually sat and spent time with the young, stoic mage, she had grown up with. She was coming up very, very dry. She had always been more interested in Carrot, rather then the silent mage. She regretted never getting to know the young man she had grown up with. She whipped another tear from her eye.
Tira shifted beside her, the younger of the Misu sisters, had been crying into her older sister's shoulder so long that it was now soaked.
Tira had always had a certain affection for Marron. Her heart was always at a silent war with itself, over the Glace brothers.
The sound of breaking glass, and pounding feet filled the small inn. Carrot moved in front of the girls, as Gateau and Milphy, complete in Haz Knight armor, appeared.
Notes: This chapter is slightly boring and very angsty. I hope you enjoy, the battle seen is next if I can ever finish it.
The Purple haired Haz Knight stood at the foot of the bed. His fingers pressed together as he chanted. He had never expected Marron to be the one who he would be doing this for. Carrot maybe, but never Marron.
A crash echoed from down stairs, but he paid little attention to it. He simply continued his work. Finally he whispered, "By the Power of Suzaku and the Gods of life, and love. May your soul burn on forever." He paused for a moment. "I hope to see you soon Marron." He lowered his head. The ritual was complete.
Milphy stood there for a long time, enveloped in the silence, when he heard another crash from below him. He sighed heavily, "They can't be arguing when their team mate is lying here dead?" He turned heading down stairs.
Across the hall another sat in a room all on his own. His soft blue eyes were cast out the window, staring into the nothingness of the blue sky. The words kept playing through his head over and over again. 'Fire never dies.' "What did he mean," He wondered out loud, brushing a lock of blond hair from his eyes. He sighed, solemnly. To him the sun would never seem as bright, nor the sky as blue as it had once been.
He could hear Milphy in the next room casting his spells and charms. The blond couldn't help the tears that welled in his eyes, and slid down his cheeks. He felt like he couldn't breathe. He didn't want to breathe. He wanted Marron back.
A crash invaded his thoughts; he looked up, away from the window. Standing he went to see what kind of trouble the others had, more or less Carrot, had gotten into.
The rest of the group was waiting patiently down stairs, for Milphy to finish his work. Carrot had been pacing constantly since they had arrived at the abandoned inn. Tira, and Chocolat were both sitting on the couch, unable to quench the tears that slid from their eyes.
While Carrot still blamed himself for the death of his younger sibling, Chocolat was trying to count all the times she had actually sat and spent time with the young, stoic mage, she had grown up with. She was coming up very, very dry. She had always been more interested in Carrot, rather then the silent mage. She regretted never getting to know the young man she had grown up with. She whipped another tear from her eye.
Tira shifted beside her, the younger of the Misu sisters, had been crying into her older sister's shoulder so long that it was now soaked.
Tira had always had a certain affection for Marron. Her heart was always at a silent war with itself, over the Glace brothers.
The sound of breaking glass, and pounding feet filled the small inn. Carrot moved in front of the girls, as Gateau and Milphy, complete in Haz Knight armor, appeared.
Notes: This chapter is slightly boring and very angsty. I hope you enjoy, the battle seen is next if I can ever finish it.
