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Nov 10, 2019 19:04:25 GMT
The last log, the memory replaying in her mind. Such a bittersweet nonsense fumbled endlessly. Scattered, laid elsewhere until time passed. It was the warmth of the sun, or perhaps the rays where eyes fluttered to life once more. A voice so soft, it could pass off as the wind whispering. The twitch in her fingers, it loses all source of magic - the nerves connecting to the lacrima shattered and torn.
A soft breeze, a sense of warmth. The words audible for her to say before it became dark, "I don't want to die." The same words the lord spoke when she was merely a few feet away from them.
Sensations, different than the last. Piercing light obscuring her vision, her body felt whole.
Ivory Volkov
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Nov 10, 2019 20:31:39 GMT
When Ivory had come upon a curiously detached hand, possessed with subtle movements, she had in been immediately enthralled. More so, even, when some silky tone - muffled by trash - teased at her eardrums. After a while of searching, the albino spirit had gathered a head and several limbs, and took them back to Asgard, her guild's Headquarters. It was still frightfully early, the sun having not even risen into the sky yet to greet Earthland. Which left the main ground floor of Asgard to be empty.
Out of instinct, the woman had began to put the pieces together then and there, promptly pulling them out of the bag she'd piled them into. The pallid pieces fit together perfectly, and before she knew it a whole figure of a humanoid laid before her atop the soft crimson and gold carpet. But it was still detached — not quite.. whole.
With a note of concern, Ivory would hover her hands over the feminine physique as she rest on her folded knees. Closing her eyes, she'd whisper a delicate wish, "Live." The puzzle of a body erupted into flames, but these would not harm it, instead they went to work attempting to mend it back together, to bring it back to the land of the living.
"I don't want to die," still echoed in her mind, and even if she wasn't one-hundred percent sure that that was what the head had said, due to being muffled by the trash, it had been enough to inspire her to this desperate outpouring of magic.
Rhian Owens
I prefer short, actually! 100J per post, so no need to do more effort than necessary when the reward is the same! Haha. Poetic post though! I am not that poetic anymore. <3 If you join our discord I can tag you there from now on, unless you prefer site stalking - either is fine with me.
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Nov 10, 2019 21:47:56 GMT
edited on Nov 10, 2019 21:48:28 GMT by Rhian Owens
It was like a slumber, a long awaited time to wake up from a never ending dream -- but do you dream? There is the distinct smell of a fire, the carbon burning. Unlike the harsh sensation that could easily consume her whole, this felt comforting. The silver haired woman's eyes open slowly, the light in the room was bright in comparison to the lonely nights.
Her body was whole once more. Fingers move carefully and arms raised to observe any damage, the injuries are gone. Her body the same as it once was when she was first created. "Are you the one who put me together?" she spoke softly, unsure if the sound leaving her throat was her own. Why?
"I don't remember this part of the estate, were you hired by Lord Owens?"
She knew the answer, but she dared not speak it aloud. To accept reality, to already know, the cruelest form of living. A curse he has given her.
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Nov 11, 2019 0:31:28 GMT
After several moments of intention driven magic manipulation, she'd excitedly note that the pieces had began melding back together. Before long, the once detached cranium had eyelids fluttering open, revealing two oceanic pools. Ivory allowed her flames to die down as her hands floated back to her lap, watching quietly and contently as the woman observed her own digits.
Then she inquired, an inquiry that was proof of her sentience - that alone had Ivory flooding with joy. "Yes, I was! I thought I heard you speak - and I saw your hands move. I thought you might be alive despite the odd.. circumstance." Finding a completely dismantled human being was odd indeed, but the lack of the grotesque had suggested this "human" wasn't exactly that.
The next question was a bit jarring, however, and she was concerned that her response would harbor sadness for the woman. Nonetheless, she gave her honesty, her visage notably softening, "No, I'm afraid I have never heard of anyone by that name. We're in Asgard of Shale Town, my guild's headquarters. I'm Ivory Volkov. The leader of this tower - and of the town - is a Godfrey."
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S'all good! Seems good to me so far <3
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Nov 11, 2019 2:42:40 GMT
She was silent, the truth was already settling on her body much like the warmth from earlier. The curse to continuously live, to harbor memories of the past that obstructs the future. This in itself, could be the salvation she never new she needed. What words could come out of her mouth now? Nothing. Her mind was fickle, unable to decide whether to accept the truth or not.
"Thank you for giving me a new life." Rhian gave a soft smile to Ivory, the tone in her voice was genuine -- albeit a bit flat.
To drift away, in memories of the unknown. To pick which ones come first and those that should not arise at all. While her attention was on Miss Volkov, her thoughts became clouded. What is my purpose? Lord Owens, from my knowledge never spoke of such a place. If only she had the chance to explore the library after her shifts, to know more about the world.
"Would you be so kind as to entertain me with the knowledge of the Godfrey's? Of this guild?" Her curiosity was never built into her, rather, it festered like a disease. She wanted to pursue, to expand her horizons even further. To find a purpose once more.
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Nov 11, 2019 19:41:39 GMT
The Phoenix spirit could not filter out the flatness of the woman's voice, but she would push it aside for now. She didn't want to upset the girl any further, after all, and she supposed it was going to be a sore subject. It appeared, after all, that she had woke up in a time and realm she knew nothing about, missing a beloved "Lord Owens." Not only that, but she'd just been in shambles moments before; literally in pieces. It had to be tough. Ivory could only imagine being in the same state, to wake up to a world without Justice or Anniken Godfrey..
Glancing away, Ivy would solemnly rise, attempting to ignore that concept while also having a healthy understanding so that she could sympathize with this blue-eyed cutie. She floated backward, until her bottom met the lounging couch not too far from the carpet she'd resurrected the girl upon.
She was pleased when the girl shifted toward inquiry, however; as it allowed a temporary reprieve from the unimaginable fate that had belonged to the newcomer. Plus, it gave her a chance to speak of her beloved guild and favorite humanoid. "The Godfrey's founded this guild, Odin's Spear, pre-calamity, although back then it was known as Raven Tail, named after the Godfrey's origins of having been spawn of the God Odin." She leaned back, comfortably sinking into the couch and patting it, issuing an invite for the girl to join her if she so desired, "Yeah, the Godfrey's have Divine blood flowing through them. Our own Leaders, Anniken and Justice Godfrey, have the gift of prophecy, among many other talents allowed to them through their Divinity."
What else was there to say? She wasn't exactly the best lorekeeper around. -- Oh, to speak of the noble aspirations of the guild, of course!
Wait -- "Do you.. even know of the Calamity?"
It suddenly dawned on her that if this woman didn't know of the Godfrey name, or of Odin's Spear, that perhaps she had been out of commission for well over 70 years..
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Sorry for the ramblyness LOL. Do not match if it's not natural for you to do so, I'm not one of those who cares about such a weird thing haha. Eventually I'll start throwing out less than 200 words probably, cause, short and sweet life is the best life.
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Nov 12, 2019 3:13:19 GMT
She watched as the woman moved to a much more suitable area to sit. The ground was quite comfortable than the one from the ruins. A now hardened place, possibly taken over by Mother Nature once more. Hearing the history from word of mouth, how long has it been? Lord Owens used to tell her stories when they were in the mood, drinking the intoxicating liquid as it dulled his brain. She would listen intently while helping them in bed. How long since I've last heard your voice, Lord Owens?
There was a wall she focused on, her blues becoming distant. For how long did she slumber? Remaining in ruins of a place that no longer stood. What justice could this be, other than one that brings both fortune and disgrace. She blinked before focusing properly once more. There was a topic, a certain word that she did not know of.
The maid shook her head, before standing up. "To my recollection, I have never heard of such a time. I assume the significance of the Calamity rose to the outcome of what Odin's Spear is all about. Though, I am still in the grey, it has been too long."
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Nov 12, 2019 20:11:50 GMT
Ivory merely observed as the woman seemed to zone out; she was in no rush, after all, the daylight hours were not still a ways off. The woman clearly had things to mull over and she was in no place to push her farther than she needed to go. However, when she tuned back in, Ivory was ready for the words that came from her mouth, taking them with no surprise.
... "If that is so, then I'm sorry to say this but.. you've been.. 'asleep' for well over seventy years." The albino could not hide the sympathetic sorrow laden in her eyes, but she tried to soften it with a faint smile, "I'm sure whoever you lost in that time missed you. But ya know, this world could use all the kindhearted help it can get, so.. you could be a gift to this time, too."
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Nov 13, 2019 2:44:50 GMT
edited on Nov 13, 2019 11:55:31 GMT by Rhian Owens
For more than seventy years, the cold settled underneath her. Gripping her core and shaking her. Her purpose, her reason no longer stands.
It was her voice which made Rhian become nostalgic for the warmth of home. She was all too similar to the brownies of the Gaelic myth, settling in a home to keep it warm and tidy -- a silky. Her previous home was familiar to her, and she never thought of leaving the grounds; especially when the lord passes on, she would still be on the estate, tending the place until she ceases to function.
Nevermore, nevermore, the world she once knew was simply a door. To lead her outside and to learn so much more. The maid looked at the person who mended her together, her eyes begin to soften. "For all the time I have been in slumber, almost assuming that I too would join the previous Baal, I must ask, and you can simply deny. Are you my master?"
There is much to learn of this world, what it brings and what it means.
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Nov 13, 2019 17:21:44 GMT
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"Am I.. your Master?" Of all the statements to be made, she hadn't expected this particular reaction. Her crimson pools blinked back mild confusion, before she simply waved her hands in front of her, as if to dismiss such a thing. "What? No, I'm no one's Master. Slavery is one of the things we fight against as a guild, actually."
She supposed she should explain to the woman more about the state of the world and how it came to be, but, they had time. She didn't foresee the woman disappearing anytime soon, after all. She could get to it all in due time. For now, though, it seemed she had to make a friend.
She rose to stand with the other, who was only slightly shorter than she, and a hand suddenly plopped itself on top of the woman's head. "I can be your friend, though." Ivory's customary grin broke her cheeks asunder then, making her look quite giddy and welcoming. She wanted to convey to the girl that she would indeed be that, if she would have her, anyways.
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LOL nothing wrong with rhyming.
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Nov 13, 2019 22:56:20 GMT
The word she used was not one Lord Owens would have used, it would have been better to use Baal rather than Master -- then again, not many would have known a word since it's associated with the archaic demon of the past. However, a friend was one word she has never associated herself to attain. Azure eyes look up to the woman, searching for words to properly come out of her mouth.
"I've never had a friend before, but," she hesitated a bit, her entire being was to serve and to care. Her freedom was nonexistent and still a foreign concept to her. "I hope we can get along, Miss Volkov."
With the day soon to start, she wanted to at least do something in return. "Though, it's be placed upon me since my creation, if I were to join the guild will it be possible for me to be in charge of the cleaning of the headquarters? Alongside with the many chores needed to maintain the place."
She has no ulterior motive, just a prime directive she was ingrained to follow.
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Nov 15, 2019 15:56:43 GMT
"Excellent, then!" Ivory's voice boomed out louder than expected, and had anyone on the lower levels been hoping for some quiet, their dream was sorely disturbed. Fortunately most of the member quarters were in the upper levels, so they should be safe. Should. Now that friendship was established, the woman's head pat turned into a shoulder slap, along with a friendly laughter. It'd been a while since she met someone so uniquely interesting. She was excited to see how it all turned out in the end.
Upon her offer, Ivory would tilt her head a moment before glancing around. They had a few underlings who bothered trying to clean up, out of hope of being recognized or of wanting to be extra useful, but none whose main objective was that. And given that the woman was new to this realm, Ivy figured she could use some direction, even if it wasn't ideal. I'm sure AJ wouldn't mind, either.
"Sure thing. Asgard is a big place, though, so feel free to let members clean up their own quarters, unless you just really want to help them out in that regard. I'd ask permission first, though, some like their privacy. As for joining the guild itself, I have no objections myself. But it is a life-time promise, so you should be willing for that. We are Odin's Spear, we aim to correct the anarchy caused by the Calamity and bring order back into the world. You may only want to clean for now, but, if you ever wanted to, there is always more for you to partake in in that respect."
"So in light of that, what do you say, Miss..?" Have I forgotten her name already or did I never get it?
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Nov 16, 2019 1:30:54 GMT
Privacy, the word her Baal used quite cautiously. Mumbling and throwing many incoherent sentences her way before shouting at her. There was something about that word in particular she found amusing, she needed to ask for permission. Just like olden vampires who preferred the method of being invited into the home of their victims.
"I'll be sure to take note of the privacy everyone needs, which is possibly why I would think that those who wish to not have their rooms cleaned sign a paper that's accessible in the common area."
Cleaning, cooking, maintaining the estate, all of the chores she was given -- a wonderful time to get her mind off of the topics Lord Owens would often inflict upon her at their every waking moment. What were their last thought before she was went on to her endless slumber.
"Rhian, I apologise for not speaking my name earlier -- I believe it's also engraved on the back of my neck. Though, such a thing was carved in spite," the latter part was mumbled as she tried to remember why it was there. An electrical current sharpened, pulsating her mind.
"As you are the one who has pieced me back together, I will give every part of my body to protect those that you love and adore, including this guild and you. I will join Odin's Spear if there is no objections from you."
There is a calm ringing in her voice, she looks at Ivory with a small smile. There is a need to repay, if it cannot be said aloud, then she must keep it her secret. Her first secret of being alive once more.
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Nov 17, 2019 4:11:26 GMT
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For a moment, Ivory tilted her head, trying to imagine the busy made men and women of Odin's Spear stopping long enough to read and sign a paper of permission. Nope, not going to happen. She didn't want to disregard Rhian's idea, but, it was certainly unrealistic in this circumstance. "I.. I don't think that'll work. Most of our members are much too busy, either with actual work or trying to prove themselves, to stop and read something randomly available in the common area." For a moment, she glanced down, mumbling under her breath, "Hell, I don't even know how to read myself."
Upon the woman's next line of commentary, Ivory would shake her head suddenly, dismissing it openly. "Nonsense! I don't need you to protect me. Though I wouldn't mind you helping my loved ones - which is ANYONE and everyone in OS - but.. that's not your responsibility." She grinned, patting the woman's shoulder out of instinct — akin to how an older sister might do to their younger sibling — "It's my job, actually, to protect you and the members of Odin's Spear. I am the Underboss, after all. Nobody is expendable here~ you are all equally important and cherished."
Like she had told Kasumi, no one was meant to be discarded for the sake of the upper echelons of OS. In fact, Ivory simply would not have it any other way. Nobody would sacrifice themselves for her — and given her abilities, she was sure to make that a reality. And if those abilities ever fell short, she'd simply have to train even more.
Grinning, however, she would continue on, "There are no objections from me, though. I would love to have you join us. So long as you don't go on thinking you are here to sacrifice yourself. The initiation has to be complete before you are truly one of us, but, until then, inform others that I, Ivory Volkov, have accepted you here."
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I'll have you know drunken me had to REALLY focus on adding those two numbers together. And also on not making 200283403 typos. 
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Nov 18, 2019 16:55:19 GMT
It was a simple idea, of course tweaking here and there would assist her quite well. For now, she could only think about more options. "I apologise for my incompetence, I did not gauge the situation enough to know about your illiteracy." Already the first mistake she has taken. "If you ever have any spare time, I can assist on teaching you how to read and write."
The touches Ivory gave her, she shouldn't think too much into it. After analyzing her behaviour thus far, she could at least determine, without a fact, Ivory Volkov is a heart warming individual with many odd habits. It was due to these habits, something inside of her was beginning to turn. To this point, to the weary, to the newly pieced homunculus she had to protect that smile Ivory gave her. Her fate already decided by her own and no one else.
"The initiation process," she repeated under her breath. "I've never done one before, is it arduous, but fulfilling? I still have plenty of questions, if you don't mind on answering them. I'm curious of what the world has become."
She took Ivory's hand into her own two, squeezing a bit. She wanted to know, needed even. There was no curiosity at this point, if she was to survive, to continue to aid, she needed to find methods.
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