<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> Dyo, 38, 81378(4) Mist Sterlu~1700~female This thread was planned http://shadowlack.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=1700&st=0here</a>. Please only join if I've said you could. If you would like to join in, feel free to send me a PM. Thanks^^ and sorry if it's too long for you, they will get shorter.</td></tr></table> The ever changing back drop was changing color and shape by the minute, it was hard to get a grip on what you were passing through before your whole surrounding changed once more. It went from pink to blue to blood red. Never slowing and never speeding up and it felt like it would never end. But the feeling wasn’t a bad one, but nor did it feel safe or secure. But it was not strong enough to make her care. Was this death? The limp body of Mist Sterlu fell, through the magic and dreams of Fronima. Her eyes were lightly closed and her arms and wings hung like they were nothing at all. That was how she felt…like nothing. It was like a drug. No thoughts went through her head, no black worries at the back of her mind no things that had to be remember. In one way she felt relived and light, like everything for once in her life was clam and she had nothing to worry about, no classes to pass or no ‘dragons to watch over her. But what about… It all went grey, no light was anywhere and then her whole body gave a lurch. She felt it now, she had hit something. It wasn’t hard but in not way was it soft. She tried to open her eyes, her mind finally starting to work again. But the were stuck, she had no control over her body. She tried to more her arms or flap her wings, but nothing helped. She was drowning in the darkness, going under to never come out again. She then felt them, they were all over her, paw and claws. They tried to grip her hold her where she was. They didn’t what to let go, she was their light in their darkness. Then the hands turned into long dark ropes, the wrapped up her for arms and legs, her wings were bound to her sides. She was helpless and she couldn’t do anything about it. She tried to scream, but her month wouldn’t open, her lungs weren’t taking in air. Was this how she would die, drowning in another world. She tried to scream once again but this time she called out with her mind, praying to whatever god could be listening. She wasn’t ready to die, not yet, she had to much left to do in life. She then felt the blackness loosening it grips around her, she was moving again. Falling but slower then before and in a moment she was free. The black ropes reached out to catch her again but they didn’t move as fast as before. She was falling and could breath once again. Her world was still gray bur it was better then the black. Her prays must have been answered but by who. She was told praying was a dangerous thing, because you could never know what god would answer. You could always lose more then you wanted. With that she hit the ground. A pain ran through her body and her eyes finally shot open. It hurt like nothing she could believe. I was forever falling though now it seems I've hit solid ground But the impact almost killed me <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> Those last few words are not my own. I don't know who they belong to and if any ones knows I would love to found who wrote them. I just remember reading them somewhere and thought it was fitting for the polt.</td></tr></table>
He had aged 3oo years in just 8 days. He had grown taller and more muscular. His arms were much broader. His legs longer, his whole body covered in symbols of magic. His wing s were now 4 feet long. Brown, as normal, but with a increased shine. It was Veja. After his little ordeal outside of the Sun Palace, he had been suck there, wandering. Gaining as much power as he could. In any case, it wasn't enough for anything. The marks on his body sealed a great deal of magic in him. Everytime he got enough to break a seal, a new one appeared trapping what little he gained. The magical presences were taunting him. Teasing him by giving him little by little. Inching him closer to where he should be. But when he reaches the end of the rope, it was cut. Dropping him back down to his previous situation. The endless roads of coil, the fields that last forever, the neverending roads, he had walked them all. And yet, he was lost. To give up, was to give in. To give in, was to die. And to die in Fronima, is to never exist at all. He went off track. Going places he shouldn't have gone. Looking at other's dreams, peering into minds that have drifted nto dream land. Whether intelligent, strange, or anything else, he knew about it. Whether he wanted to or not, he had to know. Another day has passed. He had gone much off track now. Veja's thoughts were no longer on getting back. It was only to strive on dreams. He went to and fro, breaking the limitations of concieveable thinking. Watching pendragons' dream of their love to another, being a star on stage, or being chased by zombies. It was normal to him now. He knew of almost everyone's life. He passed into another dream. It was a dream of a dream. Twisted in abstract colors and feelings. From below his own hovering body was one dragon there, motionless. Well, almost motionless. her body was moving to and fro. But she had no control over what was happening. She couldn't do a thing. Her heartbeat was loud but slow and getting slower every moment. As it came to the last beats darkness began to surround her. The Vines Of Death. Only visible in fronima, they were believed to take a soul away from its body. "<span style='color:red'>And we can't have that happen now can we.</span>" Veja rushed off as the vines began to take hold of the girl. <span style='color:red'>"No magic I know can destroy these, but my claws are still sharp."</span>His claws extended as far streched as possible slashing through all of the evil plant. When the last thread was cut, the girl began to fall, once again. He dove down into the deep pool of her dream in an attempt to catch her. He succeeded. He began to speed faster down. Lower and lower, passing through clouds colored by her thoughts. Until they reached the bottom, which was much closer thenexpected. As he passed through the last cloud he reached the bottom. The floor of the dream. He fell on it. For the cloud was blocking view of the floor. Thus he landed on it. Or rather, landed on his catch of the day. Veja began to speak with a deep yawn in his throat "<span style='color:red'>You're like the hundredth person I had to save from themselves you know that?</span> He said as he got up from laying on the girl.<span style='color:red'>" I'm getting sick of being a hero. But, what else can I do? Sorry for landing on your back.</span> " She was stil laying there motionless.<span style='color:red'> Oh yes. I almost forgot. Pendragons are paralyzed in double bubbles. Hmph. Well, I'll just break this for you. I have some magic that isn't trapped in a seal. I guess I can use that to free you, if you don't mind. Like you could hear me anyway. Well,let's see. Paralysis is an element of electricity so I can counterit with an ice spell. How about... Oh I know! The Snowave spell.</span> He held up his left paw. A mark of a spiral and a cross was embedded in his palm. <span style='color:red'>"Tmyfuba"</span> With that snow began to spiral from out of the dream clouds. They surrounded the paralyzed girl and fell on her slowly but on contact gave quick jolts of coldness through anyone's veins . <span style='color:red'> The trick is in the snow itself. It is supposed to give your joints a cold rush enabling you to know what it is to move again. Go on, try moving, I dare ya."</span>
She could hear voices but they sounded like distance voices being carried away by the wind. No matter how are she tried to listen it just made it harder it hear. But the voice was still there, it sound like one ‘dragon but at some points it was hard to tell. Then her whole body started to cool down, but soon she started to freeze and shake. But to her that was a good sign. She could move. Her jaws flew open, gasping for breath. After she had left the blackness she was only able to get a little air. Now she felt took many deep breaths trying to fill her lungs with as much air as possible. She was breathing so deeply that she started to cough up fluid. She instantly sat up so she would not choke herself again. One close call a day was good enough for her. Her head was spinning and she raised a paw to her forehead. She then opened her ice blue eyes once again. At first she couldn’t see any one, where was the one who was speaking? She then turned around to see what else was around her. Her eyes rested on a young brown male pendragon. Or a least he looked younger then her, but still strong. She opened her mouth to speak but her throat was a little sore from her coughing fit. She swallowed a few times before trying again. Trying to regain some dampness in her throat. She then open her jaws once again. <span style='color:3399ff'>“And what god might you be? And what debt do I own?"</span> She had never before spoken to and god and wasn’t sure if this was even one, but it seemed that he had saved her from whatever blackness had tried to drown her. And by the way he spoke it sound like her did this sort of thing all the time. And if he was a god then there was a good chance she would have to do something in return. Sometimes it might have been better to not have your prayers answer. Her memory then flash back to her last few seconds on Ramath-lehi. She had taken the hit of magic instead of it hitting her sister, she had no regrets from doing that. But what ever could be happening to her sister made her minded run cold once again. She was all alone, small and helpless. The last words that she had heard ran through her head many times in those few seconds. She took only moments for her to translate what it met. She then said it out loud. <span style='color:3399ff'>“ Tgejes Kugsoja"</span> It was not spoken with the magic that he was meant for, so nothing happen. Her voice was merely a whisper when she said it herself. Just the words sent chills down her spine. What if the same thing happened to her sister, she could do nothing here she had to get back. She looked around a little frantic and almost forgot about the ‘dragon standing only a few feet away from her. She took another deep breath and tried to calm down. <span style='color:3399ff'>“Sorry, I have the feeling that I own you something. I’m just kind of losing it right now." </span> She had never before spoken so openly in her life. It surprised her. It must be because she felt dead with worry.
Veja raised his left eyebrow in amusement. He almost began to laugh Hmm. Me, a god. I'd like that. VEJA, LORD OF FRONIMA! BOW BEFORE ME MORTALS!<span style='color:red'>"Well, if I saved you only to be paid, i wouldn't have saved you in the first place. Looking for thanks, is not what I do. But it's at least appreciated. And as for being a God I must break your heart a little to say that I am not one. I'm just a kid. Well, was a kid. This world aged me a bit and I was only hear for a few days. But now... I'm this.</span> He raised his arms up and spun around, showing her the many marks on his body.<span style='color:red'> A pendragon with tattoos to seal my own magic. Not even I can break them. And when I get the chance to, I get new tattoos sealing up what I just gained. But enough about me, let's talk about you. You also have been sent to Fronima with you body. Which means you'll get your magic bound too. If you have any at all, anyways. And all this talking just makes me thirsty.</span> He streched forth his arm and a cup appeared. Just as swift, water came down from the sky. It was red, like blood, only thinner. <span style='color:red'>Ahh...Khajji Cyyl-Uep gotta love it. So, like I was sayin'. Things are gonna change around you. You won't be as powerful as you are now. Or as trustworthy. Because once we get out of this dream bubble you'll be in Fronima. And once you're there you'll be immobilized like you just were. Then before you're freed you get all these squiggly lines on your body called binders. Binders are tattoos that feed off of your power and reproduce when you have enough to destroy it. I, for instance, have a good thirty-something of them on my body. If we were dead, that wouldn't happen because being dead in Fronima is just as normal as being alive in the real world. But since we are still breathing...</span>He paused to take another sip of his drink<span style='color:red'>...we are considered lawbreakers. And law breakers are penalized all the same way. But I have to get back. I have a little brother to look after. So just tell me when you're ready to except fate and we'll enter the so-called 'Land of Dreams.'</span> He gazed up at the dream clouds above him. He was able to decipher them. He had learned about how the colors represent feelings, thoughts, or remembered moments. Veja smiled as he watched the clouds spiral in their usual patterns.<span style='color:red'>You. You have someone special to look after too. Eka, right? So, I guess you'll be joining me in finding a way back.</span>
Mist wasn’t at all disappointed that he wasn’t a god, in a way she was relived. For the price it might have cost might had been too much to pay for in return. But even from the note of being let off, you could say, she was now trying to take in all he was saying at the same time. How could this be? Her jaw was slightly hanging open in disbelief. Either that or she just didn’t want to believe it, never before had she felt so helpless. She sat and watched him as he continued to talk. When he started to talk about the binders and how the grew off of her own magic a shiver ran down her spine. To her the lose of her magic would feel like losing a part of her. A part that she had trained for years just to reach where she was now. It was her power, her magic, it belonged to…Fronima. So, really she was the one who was in a way just borrowing it. She stood up not being to take it any more and started to walk back and forth. Her mind was racing with thoughts of what could be out there and how she would get back, there had to be a way. At his last sentence she glared at him. <span style='color:3399ff'>“How do you know about her?"</span> Her voice did not sound as calm or nice as when she had first spoken to him. She was quite touchy about her personal affairs and now wasn’t a good time for her. <span style='color:3399ff'>“Okay, so all my magic will be ‘trapped’ in a way, and we have to fine some way out. Why don’t we just find are way out from here, I still have my magic…or at least I think I do."</span> She was starting to get slightly confused, it was too much to take in and she had to leave now, what ever it would take. She had to get back to her sister, and by the sounds of it he had someone to look after as well. She then looked over at him again and watched in drink the red stuff in a glass. <span style='color:3399ff'>“Why do you drink that stuff? It’s not like it’s your ‘real’ body so really wouldn’t you not be helping it."</span> She had never been in such a confusing situation. All she knew right now was that she had to get out, and the faster the better.
Veja looked down and shook his head. <span style='color:red'>This...is my real body. I have no body left behind. I took the whole enchalada with me. Unlike me, you're body might, and I reiterate, MIGHT, still be where you left it. But I forced my body here. And as for your magic, Yes, you do have all of it,but only for now. For you see, you can't just release yourself from here and back to the real world. You aren't really in Fronima, now. We're in a dream bubble. Dream bubbles are in Fronima, but aren't considered part of it. So leaving here, will send you to Fronima. But when you get there, THAT is when you get binded. Just think of it as a concert, ya can't get in until ya get past security except this party has no back doors. And as for your sister.</span> Veja looked up at the clouds again. Their spiral patterns made him yawn.<span style='color:red'> I know her, because of those.</span>He said pointing upwards.<span style='color:red'>Those clouds up there represents what you're thinking. I have learned a way to intrepret them. Cool, huh? Right now, you're thinking of her and about what happened. But..it's kinda scary when you ask me. I mean, what really makes you thinkwho ever did this to you won't do it to her now that you can't protect her from here. If he hasn't been captured by now, then... Well, I got to get out of here. Chaos is waiting for me outside. You're welcome to join us. So, just give the word and I'll break the bubble for you. Unless you'd like to stay in this dream forever.</span> He held up his right arm. It glowed a dark black. The darkness then covered his whole body. <span style='color:red'>"Just say when, and we're out of here."</span>
Mist was once again a little startled by the young males words. It was so young but new so much. It made her feel a little dumb not knowing this stuff, then again she had never found a book about this sort of ‘journey’. She nodded. <span style='color:3399ff'>“I am quite certain that my body is still on the planet, since he only meant to capture my spirit here."</span> She turned and listened to the rest of his words. She gaze followed his pointed paws towards the clouds above her own head, surprised that she had not noticed them before. She herself was not able to under stand what was going on. If she had more time here maybe she would put the effort into trying to learn. But no, she had to get out as soon as she could. Scary wasn’t the words for it, traumatizing would be better suiting for her. Once she got out of here who ever did this to her will have wished that they had chosen an easier target. She would have her revenge. She shook her head quite suddenly, never had she had these types of thoughts before. She could not possibly kill him or anything like that, it wasn’t in her, or was it. <span style='color:3399ff'>“Okay, I’m ready. Break the bubble when ever you are ready."</span> She wasn’t sure what it would be like on the outside of her bubble, but she would do whatever it would take to get back. She stood up on her own four feet bracing herself as if she was expecting an attack. Heck, maybe something on the other side would attack. What dreams may bring no one knows. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, if it was anything like her little trip to where they were standing down, she might be in for another hard landing. Maybe she would able to land on her own two feet this time.
<span style='color:red'>"Okay...Just a little heads-up on what will happen. First, the bubble breaks and we're in Fronima. Woohoo. Second we'll be floating downwards. Slowly, so we won't have to worry about crashing like last time. Now, as soon as you touch the floor, you'll be grabbed these vine things. Not thes same ones you just got saved from. These are different. This one just puts a dot on your arm. Then it lets ya' go. Soon, you'll get all dizzy and you won't be able to stand for a while. That's because most of your eenergy is being used to seal up your own magic. Sucks doesn't it. Fronima not only has access to magic, but to your energy, too. As soon as you get there's enough binders to keep you from doing any useful spells you'll be back on your feet. When I mean useful, I mean anything that you might learn in Apprentice Ranks and higher. Which are the ones you're going to hate to lose SO much. So we'll only have basic magic. Got all that? I hope so. Cause HERE...WE...GO!!!</span> He raised both left arm and formed a fist. <span style='color:red'>"Drain this... Pujcmatt Amajdi!"</span> He slammed his fist into the floor. The area around it swiftly turned black. The black then grew to the rest of the bubble.<span style='color:red'>"Get ready for the fall...</span> Many breaking sounds came lleft and right. One sounded like a ripping paper. Another, a cracking rock. Another, like a glass bottle falling onto concrete. Then, the floor fell. The ground they were standing on became like loose gravel as they slipped through it and fell through the skies. They fell into a new world. Into Fronima. Into the Land of Dreams...and Nightmares.
Mist listened to all the instruction to as what would happen. Then nodded, she then listen to the sounds of the dream bubble breaking open beneath them. Surprisingly not once was there the sound of a breaking bubble. This time she didn’t try to fight it, she just let herself fall into the surrounding darkness. Since she was ready for it this time she didn’t freak out and try to stop it as she would have done if she could have moved last time. Now she didn’t even open her wings. In a way in enjoyed the falling, it was a rush, even when in pitch darkness. But she did welcome the ground when they had finally slowly came to a landing on something solid. It was then that the black vines rose from around her and latched on to her arms and leg. Probably so she wouldn’t try to run away while they put the dot on her. At first it was just a little pinching feeling in her wrist. Then all the vines slowly crawled away, sinking into the blackness that was now getting better by the second. As soon as the had stopped supporting her, her legs gave way and she fell to the floor. Her head started to spin and she had to close her eyes so that everything would stop spinning. For a few seconds there was a sharp pain running through her body. But moment after it was gone and only a bit of stiffness in her muscle was left to prove that it had ever happen. Then she open her eyes. The binders that had formed all over her body were quite visible even being covered in leopard spots. It made her sad to see such a change to her coat that had kept her warm for all her time in Dhruv. Also a small red mark was left on her arm as to where the black vines had pinched her. <span style='color:3399ff'>“Where too from here?"</span> The tone in her voice was quite serious and she didn’t even turned to look at her rescuer. She slowly raised herself so that she was once again on all four paws. But even though she was serious her voice also sound tried, as if she had been talking for a long time. She just took another deep breath and tried to recover from the shock, it was all to much just being here.
not finished yet...I'll finish this post tommorow mom kicks me off. Veja was breathing hard. A Energy spell was different from a magic spell as you don't draw power from fronima but from your own body's strength. "<span style='color:red'>Well... I don't completely know the way out. All I know is that there are two roads. Both parallel, both perpendicular. But first, that's mathematically impossible. And second, as you can see. There are none anywhere close. Just an endless field of colors. If I did know, I would've been gone a few days ago.</span> THe Golden Wings appeared on bent knee infront of him. He picked his head up only to reveal himself as a masked pendragon. <span style='color:green'>Master Veja. <span style='color:red'> Ahh good. Mist, this is Chaos. He's a spirit who can go through both worlds. Sadly, he can't carry us with him because my brother is on the other side. Chaos, this is Mist. She's in the same predicament as me. We need to find a way back. But first, you must go and find any information on her sister, Eka. She should be at the Floating Island. Find out if she's safe and who did this. <span style='color:green'>Right I'm off.</span></span></span> Chaos flew out a bit lower than the clouds. Then, a flash, and he was gone. [OOC]Ugh... I have nothing else to go on I'll end it with this. :P Sry for that. I'm kinda off my right frame of mind since I donated that blood.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> Not to worry, this looks like a good time to keep the plot going :) Aren’t you a little young to donate blood O.o</td></tr></table> Mist turned and walked over to him as he spoke, a little un sturdy on her own feet, but getting there without falling all the same. She looked down at the golden winged pendragon. Oh, so this was Chaos, a the first time she heard him say it she thought he had meant the thing chaos. But now seeing this it made more sense. Her blue eyes followed him as he flew off. <span style='color:3399ff'>“Thank you for having check him on my sister, it means a lot to me."</span> She then glanced around the world of color and not much else. She tried to fine something that might give them the slightest idea of which direction they should start out in. Her mind then made her stop in an purple-ish blue area. She had thought that she had seen something like the shadow of a figure walking towards them. But one she tried to fine the shape in the color she couldn’t see anything. <span style='color:3399ff'>“I think we should go this…"</span> Her voice trail off as a pain rose in her forehead. She rose the paw that had been pointing in the direction of the shadow figure to her head. But of course that didn’t stop the pain. But then the pain was replaced with a voice. <span style='color:dark purple'>{Just follow me young Mist, soon it will be how it should be.}</span> She could tell that Veja could not hear the voice. It seemed that it was just in her head. It felt like telepathy but yet in a strange way different, whoever was talking to her was quite strong, she could feel it in her voice. But now that she did hear it she was sure that the shadow figure was the same being as the voice in her head. Maybe she new the way out, maybe she would help. <span style='color:3399ff'>“Yes, I’m pretty sure that it’s this way."</span> The pain in her head was gone as she looked back over at Veja, then a second later started to slowly walk towards the place she had seen her shadow figure. She debated telling him about the voice but she thought that he would think she was crazy. She knew she would. And right now she didn’t want to lose the presence of having another with her on there little journey. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> I hope you don’t mind me saying that Veja didn’t hear Teolun talking. I would like to keep it to Mist ears…for now.</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>I don't think I have a mind to mind right now. lol I so off whacked. And I wanted to donate but they wouldn't let me. My bro did though, he's 17. He said he couldn't feel the left side of his body so he needed an escort to take him to a table with snacks. so I just acted as if I did donate to get to the snack table. I mean, when your Spanish teacer is a robot, who needs to go to that class anyway?</td></tr></table> <span style='color:red'>Yeah, well your sis is as important as life itself. I mean, if you didn't have her, would there be any other reason to leave? Cuz' if she-- never mind. Let's just go this--</span> They spoke in simultaneously, but pointing in different directions. Of course, he knew the way towards anywhere, better than anyone. But Fronima could go about bending the rules about anything. <span style='color:red'> So, you think it's that way? Well, nothing beats a female intuition, I suppose. Well then, I've been going my way for a good eight days. Let's just see if you can find us the way out. Although I must say, if you do, my pride will be shot like a bird in an illegal flying zone.</span> Veja flew high up. He reached a point only fairly lower than where Chaos was when he shifted planes*. Looking in the direction Mist pointed, he could see pretty much nothing different than where he was previously standing. <span style='color:red'>Well, let's see what lays onward.</span> He spoke to himself as he drifted back downward.<span style='color:red'>I hope I don't fall in a hole again. </span> <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>*Shifted planes: refers to teleportation. Moving from one plane or dimension to the next. I learned that yesterday and I wanted to use it so bad.</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> Ick, Spanish class, oh how I’m happy that it’s over. It was the most boring class ever. Okay well I need a break from my homework so here’s a reply. Sorry I might be slow posting for a few days but I’ll try to get a least one up a day.</td></tr></table> He was right, her sister was mainly the only reason why she wanted to get out of here, sure there was her family the Clan and school, but now those things seemed so small and insignificant. She loved them all the same but her sister was her responsibility. If anything ever happened to her she would never forgive herself. She let out a little laugh at his words about being shot. It could be true she might be leading them on some wild goose chase but hopefully it was more then that. She looked up him and rose one eye brow. She had only caught the last part about falling in a hole, to her the concept seemed quite strange in a place like this. She decided not to say anything. <span style='color:3399ff'>“So you’ve been here for eight days already. Have you found anything interesting?"</span> Mist had only spent dream in Fronima before, where she felt that she had no control over what was happening. But now as she walked being in complete control of her body she could go any where. Speak to others in their own dreams or even find a dead relative. The possibilities seemed endless. She looked back at the un marked path in front of her, every now and then thinking that she saw the shadow figure off to the side somewhere, marking her look in many different directions. But she decided in the end it was only her mind playing tricks on her. She wasn’t really bothered to say anything else. She just kept walking was she waited for and answer. She paws barly making any sound while she walked across the color full plane. The purple that it had been when she had started to walk was soon starting to change as if they were nearing a different sours or area. The purple was starting to change colors to a navy blue.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>A post a day keeps the evil Pendragons away. As I always say... or maybe not.</td></tr></table> <span style='color:red'>Interesting? Let's see. The grass changes color. We can breathe. One of the binders I have looks like the Falcon symbol, which is a long story in itself. I can interpret clouds. I fell into a hole once. Big hole. It was like...sssssss voosh! I mean. I was just flyin' around, aimlessly. Then my wings got heavy. The sky went black, and I fell. A hole just appeared out of nowhere and I was like, on the other side of Fronima. Yeah. Very interesting.</span> Veja's eye flashed white and back again. <span style='color:red'>Ah yes. Much better. I got my energy full. I have a feeling I'm gonna need a lot more than this though.</span> He could tell that Mist knew absolutely nothing of what he was saying.<span style='color:red'>Oh yeah. There's a way to get past the Fronima binder thing. But it might kill you if you don't know what you're doing. Soul Energy. It's simple, really. Being his is Fronima you can use magic all you want. But the binders hold most of it back.Now, I've talked to a bunch of other pendragons around here and they say that we're able to use our own energy as magic. You do it the exact same way you show a magical aura. The thing is, it'll take a LOT oout of you. I mean, if you can't hold enough back, you'll be too tired to blink. There are five different auras. There's Blaze-fire; Fluent-Water; Guided-thunder; Shade-Dark; and Shining-Light.The aura I use is, Shade Aura or Darkness Energy. </span> He put his left arm up into a fist, the same way he did last time when he broke the bubble. <span style='color:red'>Just use a part of your body. Any part. Feel your own thoughts. Your thoughts process your energy. Then extract it like taking magic from fronima. It's basically the same way as getting magic. It won't work if you don't know where it's coming from.</span> His fist glew a bright black. He relaxed his fingers and the darkness was gone. <span style='color:red'> Well, you seem to think you know where you're going. So I'll follow you. It might be easier. You might want to see what aura you got. It'll be better to know what you can do. But don't try to hard, you might take out too much and you'll be out like a light.</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Ack x.x hard to think while watching hockey.</td></tr></table> A look of utter confusion took shape on the white and black pendragon. She had not expected so much information to come out of his mouth. This seemed to de quite the interesting place and she would love to be able to get a good look around if she had the chance to come back. It seemed to be one of the best places for adventure. She once again rose her eye brow when he started to talk about the different kinds of auras that you could have. She rose her right paw in mimic to he who rose his left. She spent a few seconds starting at it but nothing happen. She looked back over at him. <span style='color:3399ff'>“So. How are you suppose to find out how to know your auras?"</span> He had said something about feeling her own thoughts. Was she suppose to channel them all to that one spot of her body. That would make some sense, sure it wasn’t something she was really used to. She almost always channel her power thought lots of concentration on a few certain words or objects. But she didn’t really want to try any thing with out words of confirmation. Who knows what could happen. She was happy to hear that he would go a long with her leading the way without any questions. Sure she could tell him but this way it might make it easier. Well maybe in a few minutes, right now she was quite interested in this auras stuff. Any way to get her magic back would be helpful. <span style='color:3399ff'>“Well you said that you didn’t have enough power yourself, or something like that. So if we put our magic together we would be one step closer."</span> She looked back over at her paw as she waited for him. Yes, one step closer. Putting there magic together sounder like a good idea to her. But they would have to be careful because if they put it together to soon it would be detected, or whatever would happen. Or else there magic would be taken away from them once again.
<span style='color:red'>"To find your aura is one thing. To use it, is different. When ou extract your aura from yourself it becomes visible and physical. It's pure energy. To manipulate it is to burn some of that energy to make it move. Sometimes you can use energy to get more, but that's not something I can do. Try and think of it as a dungeon game. Auras are like a skill. All skills need to be trained. The more you use your aura, the better you are with it. And the more thing you can do with it. Plus, you get more power after you get exceedingly well. Now. Do what I told you. Feel your thoughts. Your feelings can rapture upyour energy. Once you're in tune with it, let it out. And voila, a glowing ray of power stemming from your own body.</span> Veja demonstrated the aura magic again step-by-step. It was the only thing that was really that much useful. But at the thought of hearing combining magic... <span style='color:red'>"I dunno. Maybe it'll be good. Maybe we'd get our arms fused together by another binder that thinks we have too much power. But like I said, maybe it'll be good. But in my opinion, an aura is our safest bet, considering we're allowed to use them.</span> <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Hard to concentrate while listening to linkin park. But it'sthe only way i get ideeas.</td></tr></table>
Mist rose her paw and started to think hard about her thoughts and feelings. It wasn’t until now that she realized that her mind was racing. She took a few deep breaths closed her eyes for a few seconds then opened her eyes once more. Going thought the steps as he had showed them. Her paw had started to slightly glow yellow. It then started to flash as if it was jumping around from her finger tips. It then gave off a few flashed it then quickly faded with a small boom. In a way it exploded in her hands but there was nothing left to prove that it had been there. <span style='color:purple'>{Now you don’t want to go doing that}</span> A sharp pain once again ran through her head. She flinch and a show of pain was on her face. <span style='color:purple'>{This isn’t going to get you any where, you must keep moving if you want to see your sister again}</span> And once again there was a flash of the shadow figure a little off to the left. Then the pain was gone once again. She quickly lower her paw with a scowl on her face. This voice in her head wasn’t amusing at all and she was so close to being able to holding her aura. And the pictures in her head of the being stuck together by the arm was swiped from her mind. She would get out of here and find out who this ‘dragon was. -- <span style='color:purple'>{Now do you really think that she knows where she is going. She is but a nioti like yourself.}</span> This time the telepathy was directed towards Veja. So that Mist would not here the female’s voice. <span style='color:purple'>{You have been here much longer then her and must have some better idea then just walking into the open field of color.}</span> The presents still lingered over Veja, and she guessed that he could probably still feel her now present sprit close to him. Right now all she wanted to do was mix things up a bit. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> Yay for Linkin Park :P Veja’s reaction can be what ever you like it to be to having a voice in his head. Then again I guess he’s seen or head lots of things in Fronima.</td></tr></table>
<span style='color:red'>"Not you guys, again. Now which one are you. Hmph. What do I know? I know what to watch out for but not where to go. Go away!</span> He sparked a dark bolt but it only fizzled in his hand.{Please, none of that now. You know a lot about where you are. You know what you should do.} Veja looked up. He did know what to do. <span style='color:red'>"yeah, I know what to do. Dark Armor." </span> He flashed out his aura again. Itsurrounded him tight now. Then with a twitch, it formed a heavy black samurai-like armor around him. <span style='color:red'>Expel.</span>Out from his ear came a white smoke. <span style='color:red'>How many of you are there? I did the same thing to like... all of you. YOu shouldn't be able to come back. </span> Instead of a response, it just left into the sky swiftly. Ya gotta hate those things. They like to eat through your mind. Well, like you were oing before we were so rudely interrupted, you were going to extract your aura right?
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> If “ {Please, none of that now. You know a lot about where you are. You know what you should do.} “ is meant too be Teolun speaking I would prefer that you didn’t speak for my characters. I don’t want to sound picky or anything but please try not to do it again.And if I under stand your post your character put up a shield to block telepathy? And Veja wouldn’t have known that Mist was being contacted by her. Sorry again for the wait, things are getting really busy around here and I hope to have something up some time Saturday. I’ll edit and PM you. All posted up </td></tr></table> Mist abruptly stopped walking to turn and face him. She had not noticed what was going on until he had started to talk out loud. Did he hear voices as well? Was it the same clear female voice that had filled her head and gave her the pain in her head? She looked at him questionably. <span style='color:3399ff'>“I’m not too sure what is going on around here and nether am I sure that I want to know. But is my aura importante enough to get us out of here? If not I’d rather not waste my time with it."</span> She was starting to doubt the females voice, there was a edge to it that made her not feel to safe, but there was also the power that the voice held, with that power they would be able to get out of here. Maybe she was right and her aura wasn’t important enough to get them out, she barely does how to use it right now and it could take hours or even days just to learn to work it right. With out waiting for a response she once again stuck out her right paw, willing all her thoughts into focusing on her piece of power that was somewhere in herself. The same color as before started to form around her paw, jumping from finger tip to finger tip. <span style='color:3399ff'>“What do I do now?"</span> She asked bring her mind back to where she was, a little surprised that she was still able to hold her aura in form while her mind still wondered. ---- Teolun had not been happy about being pushed out of the males head. It could have been useful to be able to turn the two on each other. It would be a lot easier to trap her while she was along, but since her plans have been thrown a little off course she would just have to work at it a little longer. She had no body left in this world, it had faded away years ago, and it the time to finally take her place back on the planet of Ramath-lehi had come. No more wondering in the darkness, no more being chased by the monsters of other nightmares. They had all the chance to wake up, but she had been stuck in the world of dreams for 3500 years, it was time to go home.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> :( so sry. my bad. </td></tr></table> <span style='color:red'>Fade away.</span> The dark armor that he wore flashed and disappeared. <span style='color:red'>"Yeah genius, where to now? Follow her, right? Please, no more holes.</span> <span style='color:red'>Well, if you want to put it away, picture nothing. Like a blank screen or something. If you want to tear something to pieces just use it like your own arms. It's like growing an extra limb. Well, she's a quick learner. That's good. I hope she's better at finding things like points home, and abroad.</span> <span style='color:green'>Veja...</span> It was Chaos. <span style='color:green'> Veja, I think something weird just happened. <span style='color:red'>Like what? <span style='color:green'>Don't know. But it don't think it's about you. I think it's your friend over there. <span style='color:red'>What's she got to do with it? <span style='color:green'>I don't know. I just feel some kind of...something. <span style='color:red'>You have no idea what it is, do you? Is it a spirit? <span style='color:green'>Perhaps. All I can say is, be on your toes. <span style='color:red'>I do what i can, can't do anything else. <span style='color:green'>Stay Alive. <span style='color:red'>Stay Dead. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> Veja shivered a little. After hearing Chaos' message, something felt awkward. <span style='color:red'> We should get going. Where did you say we should go again?</span> <span style='color:red'>The quicker the better.</span>
