<font color='#000080'>Mia, 81378 (7) IC: Thorughout the centries of running from things that haunted his past. Now they come back to haunt him as he comes upon the Machina Ruins of the old. Approaching ancient structures that seem to be as nearly as old as he was or far more than of that. Reaching out his white furred paw slowly sliding it along one of the massive beast that once struck terror into the hearts of many. Shook his head slowly and lowered his eyes away from the creation and sighs heavily, as memories of the past flashed throughout his mind. Standing before this massive machina, it was being piloted by a fellow 'dragon, but Sieben wasn't along side this machina. He was fighting it. He opened his eyes slowly and stumbled back away from the object, nearly tripping over a broken stone that was behind his foot. Growling lightly at the sudden image he looked up from the machina to a set of towers. That still today remained as they was centries ago. Chance took hold of him then Sieben straightened his jacket and took a step back to regain his footing. Flexing his wings Sieben began his move towards the towers towards the center of all this destruction of machina. He could still hear the sounds of screaming pendragons and the smells from so long ago, the things he witnessed and played part in. The feel of flames that burned within wrecked machina. Everything all over again as he was re-living history.</font>
<font color='#000000'>The collar of Okkie's shirt snapped as a brisk wind whistled around the heaps of twisted metal and broken concrete she was roosted upon. She ignored the furious breeze and took a drag from the paper cylinder held deftly in her right hand. The smoke tickled her ribs and leapt in her lungs - but then she exhaled quietly and the cloud of miasma was just another thing being whipped and tattered by the strong zephyr. She looked just like the clichéd image of a desolate smoker - her facade marked by a calm and sober expression as she simultaneously surveyed the ancident damage around her and sucked the pleasure from the rolled joint between her slender digits. But this moment of drug-laced reverie and calm was disrupted as 'Kie pricked her ears and narrowed her blue eyes. She was high and thus she thought that the shimmering movement in the distance might have been a mirage induced by the drugs. But as it came closer and closer... it took a slightly familiar shape and form. Her weed was completely forgotten as her thin arms dangled at her side. Okkie was now focused only on the figure as it came nearer and near... encroaching... nearby now... “Ah. You.” Sudden and spontaneous. But just a simple (albeit chilly) statement.</font>
<font color='#000080'>Sieben continued to look about slowly at his surroundings and licks his lips a bit, as a heavy wind blew over the area. He comes to a stop while walking and sighs softly looking up towards the sun that hung high in the sky shook his head a bit as he looked to it. Then a sudden sense of some kind of smoked herb rolls from the wind and trails beneath his nose. Looks about slowly for the source of it, but he figures that where ever it came from would soon come out of hiding and confront him. Sieben flexed his wings and continued to walk towards the towers that lied before him, but remained ever watchful incase that this person or persons wouldn't attempt to pull anything on him.</font>
<font color='#000000'>'Kie kept her steely gaze upon the masculine form as she bent her elbow and took one last toke off her joint. She then flicked the spent roll away and held her breath as she peered icily at the other pendragon. He didn't seem to have noticed her - and the banded youth realized she had a chance to slip away without confrontation. But that’s just no fun, she decided. Gotta have my fun. Thus the femme soundlessly slunk 'round and across the rock-strewn heap of destruction and weaved silently after the other's figure. It didn't take long before she was practically treading on his heels and Okkie snickered darkly to herself. The young female the reached out a hand and laid its gentle warmth on the semi-stranger's shoulder. Spun him around so they were fully facing each other. “Hellooo,” Okkie breathed. She'd saved her exhalation of marijuana-tainted breath just for him. Smoke streamed from her maw and clouded in both of their face's. She smiled wickedly. “How are you, stranger?”</font>
<font color='#000080'>Sieben waves his hand infront of his face as he glared his eyes at this female he knew from the academy. Smirked and licks his lips slowly placing his hands into his coat pockets, attempting to reach out and touch her. Shakes his head and looks into her eyes slightly seeing that she was under the influences of something. "Hello, dear Okkie. You are looking good for someone that I haven't seen for sometime." Walks back from her then continues on his way towards the towers. "You haven't came by my office as I have asked you to in the past, why so?" He comes to a stop walking and awaits an answer.</font>
<font color='#000000'>The young female of caramel and marshmallow paints kept her steely gaze fixated on Sieben's face as he responded to her rather breathy greeting. She refused to break eye contact. Even as a wicked smile slithered over her maw. “You need some lip balm, dude,” she commented. The eye contact was then broken as Sieben moved to walk away. Okkie's voice lost its edge of wry humor as she called: “Oi! Where are you off to?” She didn't wait for a response. Her alabaster wings rustled and her shirt continued to snap in the breeze as 'Kie padded after him. She hadn't answered his questions - and she had some of her own to ask. Such as, where are we going? She mused quietly to herself. Yet she didn't say a word out loud as she trailed the older male.</font>
<font color='#000080'>He shook his head and continued to walk as if she wasn't there. Lowers his eyes away from a few of the wrecked machina about him and closed his eyes. Sighs softly as he hears the sound of Okkie's voice ranging off in the distance in the back of his mind. Opens his eyes a bit and looks over his shoulder at her as the question of where he was going came to his attention. "Why do you care? I mean there really isn't anything here for you." He added with a tone in his voice, upon flexing his boned wings from behind himself.</font>
<font color='#000000'>“This is precisely why I never came to see you. You treat me like some inferior little teenager. Newflash - I’m not.” Okkie spat this out quite vehemently as she followed along behind and beside Sieben. His comment about there not being anything out here for her had struck a nerve. How did he know whether this place meant anything to the she-pendragon? For all he knew it could be the graveyard of her ancestors. “So don’t talk to me like one, and don’t presume I came here just to vokc around. My reasons for being here are as valid as yours.” Her tail prickled as 'Kie finally gained on him - and now they were walking side by side. She liked it more this way. Gave him less of an oppertunity to feel above her. Not that he necessarily did... Okkie was high after all. Her thoughts and accusations weren't terribly rational right now.</font>
<font color='#000080'>Sieben shakes his head slowly as he continues to walk. Licks his lips a bit and places his hand against the back of his neck as the sun continued to beat down on him. Looked over towards a jagged formation of a building's remains then walks over to it, stepping into the shade for cover. Leans back against the stone and draws a cloth from his pocket and wipes his forehead of sweat. Looks to Okkie for a short moment then lowers his eyes away from her. "I never looked down on you as a lower lifeform, I just was never able to get across to you how I was wanting to be there for you. Incase that if you need any help or someone to talk to I was the one to listen." Places the cloth back into his coat then reached for his shade putting them back on. A violent wind blows through the ruins and caused a heavy hollowing sound to errupt. Shakes his head slowly to the sound as it reminded him of the sound of screaming females that was being chased and killed.</font>
<font color='#000000'>'Kie lifted a brow as she padded at Sieben's flank. She nearly gave in to her impulse to pause and then run in the opposite direction. The adult's comments about wanting to help her disturbed her... deeply so. They were nearly perfect strangers, and it was like Sieben expected the femme to pour out her darkest secrets to him. No way in hell, dude, was Okkie's thought on that. But she didn't halt or flee. She had to stick her words in edgewise. “Um, excuse me, but you’re not exactly the first person I would go to with my trials and tribulations. You’re just some creepy stranger, and you’ve no idea what it’s like to be young and female. Besides, I think you have plenty of problems of your own to deal with. Like your mad case of dry mouth. Here.” The high pendragon fished around in her black cargo pockets and eventually pulled out a stick of lip palm. She snickered lightly as she offered it to Sieben. Okkie then looked away - over the vast scenes of wreckage around them. And it suddenly occurred to her how strange this whole scenario was.</font>
<font color='#000080'>Sieben glares at her and growls lightly slapping her hand away as she offer him the stuff. Places the cloth back into his coat pressed off the wall then headed back out into the sun. Stumbles as he walks on towards the towers that stood before him. Sighs heavily and places his hands into the pockets of his coat as he continues. Thinks back to the quote that she made about not coming to him about anything then just shook his head. "I wouldn't expect that someone such as yourself would come to an old vampire such as myself." Lowers his head and winces a bit as the memories come back to him once more.</font>
<font color='#000000'>Okkie lifted a brow and suppressed a fierce snarl when the male refused the lip balm and even dared to slap her hand away. Her cocoa tail lashed to and fro and she glared daggers at the impudent male. He supposedly "didn't treat her like an inferior being". But what was this sh-it? He'd just smacked her. Like she was some sort of misbehaving child in dire need of chastisement. This made the banded youth downright pi-ssed... and she stopped trying to silence her fury. “You’re a downright little brat. You could have just said, ‘No, thank-you’, you flaming ass hat! But, no. You slap my hand away as if I’m some sort of niotie. Then you putter onwards, always licking your lips and sighing, playing the part of the persecuted little vampire. Well, guess what, Mister Sieben, I pity you not. And I don’t feel bad about refusing to come to you for aid. You’re just a useless sack of sh-it. No good for anybody.” She hadn't meant to pour so much venom into her words. But the Ramathian drugs were coursing through her veins and explosions were going off in her brain. Unchecked fury raced through her limbs and she couldn't help but spit her wrath out at this male. He'd offended her after all. “So... you can go on alone. I was going to eventually try to warm up to you, but you keep treating me like a sack of sh-it. And I’m not one. I’m a pendragon, just like you. Maybe younger, and maybe female, but if you dare think that makes me inferior...” Okkie just waved her hands angrily and turned away. Her snowy wings bristled as she fished frantically in her pockets. This time it wasn't lip balm that she removed from their deep recesses. 'Kie came up with a pre-rolled joint and a makeshift lighter. It was only seconds before the paper was stuffed in her mouth - aflame. And the banded femme puffed away... trying to calm her rampant emotions as she kept her back to Sieben.</font>
<font color='#000080'>Sieben continues to walk as if they female didn't even say a word to him. I mean after all it was pointless in trying to say anything the young 'dragon without her taking it wrong way. Shakes his head slightly and extened his featherless wings outward as the just blew through the wide spaces between them. Sieben turns back to Okkie who was still standing in the place that she was once before, lighting up the hellish herb that destories the mind. Glared slightly as he looked to her then began to return to where she was. Gets back up along side her, then slowly extends his hand and places it upon her angered shoulder. Looks to her face of hatred and remains relaxed as he does, seeming not to be bothered about the words she spat at him from before. "Give me the lip balm...", he spoke softly to her as his eyes wandered down towards his hand as he holds it open to her. Takes a deep breath then looks back to her, drawing his hand away from her shoulder then reaching it up to the side of her face and gently turning her to look to him. "Forgive me for being so cruel. But this is a very hard time for me, returning to a place that I have caused so much pain to all whom was here so long ago." Draws his hand down off of Okkie's face slowly and takes a step back away from her.</font>
<font color='#000000'>The smoke infiltrated Okkie's nasal cavities, swept down her throat, and tickled against the soft tissue of her lungs. It felt so good, but it wasn't the physical aspect of smoking pot that the femme loved so much. It was the sentiment of the drugs springing towards her brain, and numbing her mentalities. It was simultaneously a treat and an escape, and as she took the joint from her lips and held it expertly 'tween her pointer and index, she let calm wash over her. The calm of the drugs. Sure, it wasn't the healthiest thing to do, but, hot damn, it felt good. The female's simmering down almost made her completely oblivious to Sieben's lingering presence. Almost. One of her coyote ears flicked as he padded softly towards her, and she watched his movements out of the corner of her lucid eyes as he drew up next to her. She took another drag from her roll as the vampire's hand reached out and clasped her shoulder. Okkie was tempted to both shrug it off and hiss smoke in the male's face, but she stifled both urges, and turned her mocha-painted mask towards him. Her expression was neither pleased nor angry, but hovering somewhere around relaxed and slightly peeved. “It’s too late for the damn lip balm. And it doesn’t matter. Nothing does.” Then Sieben's soft palms touched the corners of her façade, and this was something Okkie did not tolerate. She hated for her face to be touched, and she snapped her teeth in a mock attempt to bite as she yanked away from the male. She glared icily at him and took a toke from her joint, breathing the excess into the still-whipping winds. “I don’t like people touching my face. And what are you talking about? What other lives have you vokced with?”</font>
<font color='#000080'>Sighs lightly and takes a step back away from her seeing that she wasn't even there to begin with. Shook his head slowly then turned back away from her and dropped down onto his hands and begin to walk like a wolf once more. Lowers his eyes to the ground and strolled over towards a broken body of a machina weapon. Stands back up onto his feet and holds his hand up at it. A sudden energy flows out from his limb and slams up against the wreckage, blowing it to pieces infront of him. Some of the pieces dropped into some of the old buildings about the place. As the dust settles he brushes his shoulder off then proceed into the direction that he destoryed the machina weapon. Disreguarding the question that Okkie asked him earlier about whom he has hurt, fades away as he entered into one ofthe towers.</font>
<font color='#000000'>Baffled relief sang in Okkie's body as Sieben simply turned away, silent and sober. She watched him walk away with slightly-glazed eyes, and she wondered where he was off to. And then he stopped, and did something weird with a beam of energy. The she-pendragon blinked at the flash of light, and she was even more quizzical now. She wanted to call out after Sieben, query him on what he was doing, but he'd already disappeared by the time her decision to yell had registered in her drugged mind. Great, 'Kie thought as she suckled on the smoking cylinder of paper. The one time I do want him to be around, and he vanishes. Great vokcing timing, Sieben. Ah, well. I don’t give up on my fun. So here I come. Okkie smoothed the front of her unbuttoned plaid shirt against her body, and tried to block the wind out by folding her wings above her head. The caramel and marshmallow female then began to walk, a trail of smoke hovering after her. Towards the towers, wondering what Sieben was doing... and why.</font>
<font color='#000080'>Sieben walks slowly into the base of the tower and looks up towards the stairs that spiral all the way up it. Licks his lips slowly and memories flood back into his mind once more. Sieben approaches the towers from outside, carrying a female soldier in his arms as well. Places her on the floor and checks her unconious form then looked up at the tower above which other dragons' were heading up armed. Opens his eyes from the memory and shakes his head as he walks over to where the female that he placed from his memory and reaches into his coat pocket drawing a flower. Places it on the ground at that spot then turned back to the steps and began to climb them up.</font>
<font color='#000000'>“You know.” These were Okkie's only words as she crossed the threshold of the crumbling tower. Her wings were still arched over her cranium, but she loosened and relaxed them, letting them dangle at her sides. This place was shadowy, dusty, dark, and wrecked. And where was Sieben? Ah... there! The banded female could see his silhouette creeping up the wall as he circled upwards on the spiral staircase. Then the shaded figure popped out of view behind a railing, and Okkie grumbled and started to follow after. “It’s kind of.” She broke off as the step beneath her sneakered feet began to break. Little pebbles came loose and tumbled down the stairs. Okkie's blue eyes followed them, and then they shifted upwards to the rest of the ancient staircase. The rest of this had better be more intact, she thought darkly, as she hopped over the ruined step and continued. “Goddamn rude.” Ah! Another tricky stair. This time, the entire thing came to pieces beneath 'Kie's weight, and she stumbled. Her knee hit the edge of the next step up, and she swore quite colorfully. The pendragaon then scurried even further upwards, making sure she passed each stair lightly and quickly, lest her leightweight cause more to crumble and give way beneath her. “To just walk away like that. And how the hell are you managing to get up these steps just fine when I’m falling all over the place! That’s what I want to know.”</font>
<font color='#000080'>Sieben comes to a stop on one of the platforms going up then looks back over at her as she catches up with him. Smiles lightly and looks her over a bit as she came to him then nods. "Sorry about leaving you as I have, but there really isn't anytime for me to be hanging around and chatting I'm afraid." Takes a step back away from her and goes up a step, placing both feet upon it. Looks down at his feet and back up to her. Folds his boned wings out and walks up another step. As he did this nothing happened. "Okkie, just put trust into your wings and let them make you lighter." Sieben turns away from her and jumps over four steps and lands on the other above them hard and nothing happened.</font>
<font color='#000000'>It was a miracle that Okkie hadn't dropped her smoke through all of this. A miracle, and a blessing, because she would have been extremely tense without its psychological comfort. Even now, as the female caught up to Sieben and followed delicately after him, she drew a long breath from her joint, savoring the flavor of the mind-altering substances inside. It relaxed her, and cooled her blood, and, oddly enough, it also seemed to clear the cobwebs from her mind. Making it much easier to follow the vampiric male up the spiraling staircase. “Where are you, I mean we, going?” She queried hollowly.</font>
