Kayako of Aridon, Damein of Suteron (chptr 6: Mountains)
Jaa...Sorry I didn't post up a new chapter over the weekend, my internet died Thursday and we're still trying to get it back up.
I looked over at the mountains, then back at the destruction we'd caused. It was mainly my fault, since I didn't listen to Damein and wound up falling out of the tree, revelaing ourselves to the Lighties, and had killed almost half of their party. But then again, they'd brought it upon themselves when they decided to fight a second time.
For the first time in my life, I wished the war was over. Then if a Fury was transported to Teos by accident, we could avoid pointless deaths such as these. "Yeah, let's go home." I looked back at Damein, who was smiling slightly, and then glanced at the Elf who was trying to get the Human girl to eat some restorative fruits and was failing.
"Hmm...Yeah, let's go. Being in Lightie territory is starting to make me go soft." I replied, walking towards the mountain range that was so close and yet so far away, standing inbetween Lailah and Teos. Damein chuckled a bit, which made me raise an eyebrow. "What's so funny?"
"No amount of time in
Lightie territory could ever make you soft with the way you were
fighting back there.
He answered, walking a bit faster to catch
up with me.
"There's a difference in fighting and seeing the damage you've done." I said, mildly glaring at him. He just shrugged nonchalantly in response.
"Whatever you say, Kayako." My eye twitched slightly, annoyed and noting the déja vu. "You're still really weird." I face-palmed. He chuckled.
"For the record, weird is good. Secondly, shut the hell up before I Halt Kick you." I heard him mutter something that sounded suspiciously like 'Stupid Vail, stop acting like Duister...' before he wisely shut up. We walked in silence, and I ocassionally wished he had become a Hunter instead of a Warrior or use a Javelin. At least then he could kill those noisy birds...Why were they still chirping, anyways? Seriously, it's past midnight. Why haven't they been shot by some Elven Hunters? Sheesh...
A few hours later of wanting to mutilate birds, we had reached the mountain range.
"So, uh...How're we going to get over this thing?" Damein asked, arms crossed and staring up at the mountains before us. "I mean, couldn't we sneak into that popular Lightie city, go through the Frontier portal, and get back that way?" I stared at Damein like he was an idiotic crazy person, which I was slowly begining to think he was...
"So you're saying you'd rather backtrack to a city full of Lighties, then go through their portal and trek all the way from the Lightie castle back to our castle, then most likely not be able to get into Gliter because we're too high of level?" I asked him, trying to keep my voice level. The Nordein flushed angrilly and I smirked.
"Shut up...It sounded like a good plan 'til you stomped all over it..." He muttered, and I snickered at his childishness.
"Right, well you'd have led us to certain doom anyways because Lightie portals won't let Fury in, and Fury portals won't let Lighties in. 'Sides, too high of level."
"Shut up...It sounded god to me..."
"Yeah, well, I reject your reality and subsitute my own." I replied, and he raised an eyebrow.
"Okay then...How're we suppose to get up this thing, miss brainiac?" I grinned, knowing he was pissed at me and I was succeeding in my self-appointed mission I assigned myself two or three days ago.
"You've got weapons, use 'em."
And that was how we wound up climbing the mountain, using our weapons to help prevent our falling. A couple times I fell into snow drifts, and had to have Damein hual me out. Which is why Damein is currently laughing his ass off and I'm currently freezing my own off.
"Shuh-shut up. A-aridon isn't suh-surrounded by mountains that keep it cold, suh-so I'm not use to it." I stuttered, mentally cursing the person who made my armor becuase they couldn't make it long enough to cover my ass fully.
"Score for Suteron!" Damein replied, grinning, and I wanted to give him a Halt Kick to the head. I didn't, thankfully, because ten minutes later he was hualing me out of another snow drift. "Goddess, you have bad luck." he muttered, now looking a bit annoyed.
"Tell me about it..." I replied, sighing as I brushed the snow off of me, even though I knew it was just going to wind back up on me. I looked at the distance we had covered, and the distance we had until we hit a point to where we could walk around, but it seemed the closest way to that was littered with holes that you could see. And who knows about the ones you couldn't see...
"Only gets worse from here..." Damein muttered, seeing where my gaze was focused on. I nodded, and then continued my way up the mountain. Thirty minutes are five snow drifts later, we were almost at a point where we could walk across the side of the mountain and reach lailah. Which was a good thing, since Damein's emotions were clearly reading 'fall in another snow drift and I'm leaving you there'. No love for the Vail girl, huh?
I kept a very close lookout for snow drifts, not wanting to fall and be left to die in one. I can only hope that if I do fall in another snow drift that Damein isn't so heartless as to leave me there, although his glare said quite the opposite. Five minutes later we were walking around the side of the mountain when the unthinkable happened. Damein fell into a snow drift. I laughed openly, and he glared as he tried to get up and out of the snow drift. I waited a few minutes before offering my hand to help him up, then noticed him staring at my claws wearily. I sighed and took my claws off both gloves, then offered my hand again, which he gratefully took. After about thirty seconds and me falling on my butt, I finally hualed the huge Nordein out of the snow drift. "Damn, dude. Never do that again." I said, putting my claws back on.
"I don't intend to." Damein replied, picking up his axe from where he'd thrown it up. "Aww, damn it!" I looked at the Nordein, curious as to why he was curious.
"What is it?" I asked, and he pointed at the large, snowy plains that connected to the mountains and that stood in our way of getting back to Lailah."...Wonderous. I wonder how many snow drifts are hidden in there?" I asked sarcastically, before sighing. "Let's just get this over with." Damein nodded, and I got up and started walking, absent-mindedly brushing the snow off my butt.
"Why the hell don't they make those things so they cover your ass fully?" Damein asked, staring at my butt. I blushed and glared at him at the same time.
"Why the hell do you think I know? I'm betting that the armor-smith just likes seeing the Sins' asses." I replied, angry and annoyed, and started to walk off towards the snow plain, only to forget that usually the snow drifts usually went on a while and fell straight into yet another one. "Bastard hole!" I growled angrilly, and Damein sighed and pulled me out.
"You really need to be more careful." Damein stated, looking annoyed.
"Shut up. It's your fault, anyways." I growled, crossing my arms and hopping over the snow drift of evil.
"Whatever." Damein replied, rolling his eyes.
"Ass..." I muttered. Stupid little...
"What about 'em?"
"...Go rot in a hole."
"I think not. You might want to try, though." Damein replied, a grin now on his face.
"Shut up before I Halt Kick you in the head." And then the grin died, and I smirked.
"Fi...Uuag!" And Damein fell into another snow drift. Note: mountains are evil. Never go back again.
"...I thought you said you weren't going to fall into any more holes." I said, smirking and crossing my arms.
"Shut up and help me get out." And so we trekked on across the weird plateau. One thing I noticed that it was a lot more windy, which meant it was colder. Yip-te-freaking-doo.
"Make the wind stop blowing!" I demanded childishly, and Damein rolled his eyes in disbelief.
"What do I look like, God?"
"No, but you look like you'd make a pretty good wind block." I replied, grinning as Damein glared at me.
"...I hate you."
"Feeling's mutual. Now block that wind!" Well, that was a failed attempt. Almost would've gotten sliced in half if he wasn't so bloody slow. Fifteen long, cold, and snow drift-free minutes later, we had reached the end of the plateau. And it looked like the only way we could go was down. Problem was, there was this nice, oh, fifty foot drop after a small decline. Small, sharp decline.
"Can we go back? I don't like the idea of being turned into a puddle of goo." I asked, staring at the decline. On the bright side, I could see Panakeia Labs from here!
"Well, you wouldn't get too hurt. All that fat'd protect you." Damein replied, looking both annoyed and amused at the same time.
"Call me fat one more time and I'm Halt Kicking you off this thing."
"Whatever. Anyways, you should go first."
"And why's that?" I asked suspiciously, and the feeling grew when Damein grinned.
"If I fall, you'd make a good cushion."
"Not if I kick you off first." I shot back, narrowing my eyes.
"Fine, fine...Seriously, though, go first." Damein insisted, waving his hands.
"Hell no!"
"Your claws would make you it easier for you to slide down. Meanwhile, my axe would just kind of snag on stuff and I'd have a harder time." Damein explained, trying to presuade me.
"Then use your freaking hands." I said critically, wondering why he hadn't thought about that.
"Fine. Get smooshed. See if I care."
"You wouldn't, anyways."
"True." I sighed, uncrossed my arms, then tried to control my sliding speed as I slid down the sharp decline of the plateau, with Damein behind me going at a much slower speed since he was dragging axe through the snow. I crouched down, peering over the cliff with my claws haning over the drop.
"Well, on the plus side I can see the Panakeia Labs from here. On the downside, if I screw this up I am most likely going to die." Damein snickered. "I can still boot you over, y'know." And then he stopped. Score one for the sexy Vail!
I sighed, wondering how I was going to get myself down there. I could always ask Damein to boot me over. Nah...Then it hit me. This could be like one of those pools they had in Gliter, except it was air instead of water. Hmm...I turned around, and saw Damein watching a cliff off to the north suspiciously, before unfolding my legs and lowering myself. "Hurry up!" I said, and Damein turned around and made a face, and I slid down. But before I fully slid off the decline, I saw blonde hair, like that of an Elf...
Like Damein had said, my claws were pretty good at allowing me to slow down my speed, but I was still going at pretty fast speed. I had to will myself not to look down, knowing that if I did I'd panic. About fifteen seconds later, Damein seemed to be attempting what I was doing. So now it was either look down and panic or stare at Damein's ass. Wonderous.
I figured I had been sliding down for about thirty seconds and was lamost enjoying the chilling air rushing past me when I suddenly landed on something, then slid off its long red snout and plopped down onto the ground on my stomach. Ow. I heard a mighty roar, then an 'oof', then realized what was going to happen. And no, Damein was not gonig to be eaten by the Dragon. Instead, he landed on me. I could feel the metal rob of his axe digging into my back and groaned. And he calls me fat? Goddess-damn hypocrite...
Damein groaned, and I tried to wiggle out from underneath him. "Get...off...me...fucking asshole..." Damein rolled off of me, then stood up as the red Dragon let out another roar, and took off. Damein grabbed me by the stomach and I squeaked as he picked me up and forced me to stand. "Okay...never, and I repeat never do that again!" Damein just shrugged and scratched the back of his head, looking over the wonderous country of Lailah I had come to miss in the two to three days we had been gone. The sun was just now starting to rise, and I smiled. "Looks like we're here, Damein."
"Mmhmm."
"Which is good, becuase your conversation skills suck."
"Damn hypocritic bitch..."
"Ass."
"Shut up and walk, will you?"
This took two hours to write, and two hours to retype. Yay...My back hurts now 'cause this chair isn't my normal chair I sit in. ;-;