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    Grave Robbing The Deep

    Post by Haraka Omaras on Sat 2 Feb - 0:40




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    The day seemed to be just like any other. Wake up at the crack of dawn, shower, brush hair before tying it up, get dressed, eat, then head out. It was an early morning shift as the hospital, working on research for some of the hours, working in the clinic on other hours.  He had invited Victoria to visit after the one job they had done together, but not all invited ever actually arrived. No matter how young Omaras looked, he knew that he acted like and was very much not not exactly the youngest person. Who these days would want food and drink with someone that would be showing and talking about clay made stone wares and root made glass wares? Well, maybe her. She was the one who had actual interest in hearing more than expected. Deeper and more intimate information hadn't been shard yet, but that was normal. One shouldn't start the meeting of others by giving the deepest darkest details. There was dancing around a lot of details when they first met, more information shared than intended in the first place. Still, nothing incredibly intimate was spoken.

    Most had been information that could have been found in the right books. It had felt a bit personal though, perhaps because it was thoughts and memories being shared. That early life wasn't a series of information recorded in books to the best of historian scholars attempts. In any case the person met the early morning light after the end of his shift, plants outside still being moist and fresh with dew. The young looking old man fully expected William to awaken soon, so headed towards one of the many merchants he was quite familiar with. It was typical, hungry or not, for a friendly greeting to happen before either was close enough to talk. This was when the morning stopped feeling like just another day. When waving a slightly worn out feeling ice blue hand, the mixed blood has expected a wave or nod in return. Neither of those happened. Was there anything going on? As the West Fiore Trading Company member grew closer, another red flag was spotted. That merchants brother was there? At this time that person was typically working to ready their tavern, a place that certainly wasn't close enough to make this normal.

    A third red flag was seen when he was almost in talking distance, the grim look on both brothers faces, one looking in his direction and the other looking downward. The unfolding of multiple signs as the gap between them slowly shortened had started nervousness to build. The man could feel his stomach give twisting and dropping sensations from the emotions. The first thing that was spoken upon arrival was apologies and offers of food brought from the brothers tavern, supposed leftovers from the day before. He could tell those weren't scraps, it was food purposely made this very morning. Fresh food cooked professionally and carried over carefully enough for it to not look like a total mess? He knew the signs of bad news coming. While not one who had the most intimate details in the world, he knew more than any stranger. A family friend that had kept semi in touch for enough generations for it to seem unlikely for that family to recall a time that the seemingly ageless man hadn't been friends with them. This is why they were being so careful, why both were trying to make something easier to bear hearing.

    The entire process of even walking over had felt nerve wrecking enough that everything else seemed to fade at that point. Someone could have seen or heard the entire thing and he wouldn't have took notice. It was strange for someone who had lived so long on a strong amount of paranoia that had been gained through thousands of years of hiding from a group. The news wasn't spoken, it didn't need to be. A box was opened, something flat being inside. A small patch of scaled skin that looked from something quite big. The alarming detail came from the glowing crest on it. They didn't need to tell him how they happened to find out about this, neither brother were involved in the black market that he knew of. The tavern owner though? Had an inn above and some people had very loose lips around the bartenders. Not everyone who visited that tavern were squeaky clean, it made taking certain illegal items easier. It was a risk taken not for themselves, for getting caught could have caused the criminals to become violent. This was taken for his sake, for the glowing white snowflake was the same one on his own hide.


    The symbol in the middle looked similar to a gladius sword, it was his great aunts crest. Omaras fell to his knees, fingers pressing against the wood of the docks, their talons hovering over. The box was obviously closed before he could finish falling, that wasn't the sword of item one would risk flashing around. There was an attempt to comfort him, a pat on the shoulder. This was likely a bit awkward for the two, a person whom neither had even seen in an upset mood now moved to his knees. The tears were not welcomed, but arrived regardless. This wasn't something he had expected. He wanted to know how grave robbers found the place, but knew neither would know that answer. The pain she had caused him, that family member, he still loved her dearly. As hurt and upset as she had made him in life. He didn't want to go there, but now there really wasn't any choice. Trying to pull himself together was hard, all of this was so emotional. What was he to do? What should he... "I... I need to go stop them." Blinded by tears, still not standing, a deep but silky smooth voice still spoke from the full ice blue lips in an almost defeated sounding tone.

    A new dark thought arrived.
    "...I have no idea how many people will be there, or the danger. The longer I wait, the worse the situation will get, but blindly rushing in alone could get me killed."




    The Blood of death kept me breathing. From that fluid birthed a new rhythm.

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    Re: Grave Robbing The Deep

    Post by Victoria Sheridan on Sat 2 Feb - 14:23

    After successfully defeating the evil pumpkins in Haunted Village and breaking the power of the Corlone family in Rose Garden, Victoria had taken a few days off to rejoice in defeating her nemesis Francesca Corlone the legal way. There was almost no possible way that the Corlones could ever recover from having their dealings in murder for hire and slave trading exposed for the public of Earthland to see in newspaper, on Lacrima television, and on the Lacrima net. There was no way that the crime family could ever garner public sympathy... at least Victoria hoped that was the case. She was sure that in between the police and rival crime organizations, Francesca and her father would not dare show their faces in public for a very long time, if ever.

    Earlier today she had received an invitation from Haraka Omaras of West Fiore Trading Company to accompany them on a trip to Tolgalen. Looking for a chance to get back into action, Victoria eagerly accepted the invitation. She gained a respect for the mage during the job in the Cursed Lands, where they beat back an attack on Haunted Village made by pumpkins infused with magic and a taste for human flesh. Haraka was a mage dedicated to defending people who could not protect themselves. They also attempted to limit the property damage done to Haunted Village and its crops, something that gained the West Fiore Trading Company mage more of Victoria's respect.

    Wearing her Azure Armor over a blue t-shirt with khaki cargo shorts and white tennis shoes, Victoria kept her Bandolier inside her backpack instead of draping it over her armor to avoid inciting panic among the citizens of Earthland. She would put on the Bandolier when she got to their destination. She did not have to worry nearly as much about the opinion of enemies as she did the opinion of the people she was trying to protect. She arrived on the docks of the Cloud Sea and found Haraka crouched down on the dock.

    "Hey Haraka, are you OK?" Victoria asked the other mage. She was concerned about them because she recalled the story that Haraka had told her about how stratified the society the latter came from was. She remembered how Haraka's mother was barely tolerated despite being one of the few healers around and how his grandmother was disqualified from ever having a leadership position because of a simple physical defect. The situation reminded her of her unpleasant experiences with Capital Crocus' stratified society, but the undersea people were a lot worse than Capital Crocus ever was. At least Victoria could have become part of capital society, even maybe a social leader if she had enough money to be deemed tolerable to the aristocrats and wannabe aristocrats of Fiore's capitol.

    Haraka's people were not nearly so tolerant. She only had to remember the stories of Haraka's mother and grandmother to get a quick reminder of that fact. Haraka was a good person in spite of what happened to his family... maybe the brunette could stand to learn a lesson or two from the other mage.

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    Re: Grave Robbing The Deep

    Post by Haraka Omaras on Sat 23 Feb - 0:36




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    Deep sapphire blue irises turned towards the very person he hadn't expected to show up. Not everyone invited actually did so, most really didn't. There was no reason for them to, not when the only promise was food and conversation with a rambling old man. He didn't have amazing treasures, nor a want for them. There was no need or want for a vast living quarters. Guests didn't exactly pop up from the wood works for visits. What should he do? It was hard to talk, impossible to explain out here. Maybe they could walk aboard the ship to speak? The merchants would certainly allow it, though because of the dragon slayer lacrima used to repair his soul, doing that would make talking harder for a much different reason.
    What should he do? There was a need to leave now, a want to. Just as it seemed he would freeze up, a warm pair of hands gently pushed him a bit. Fire had come out, the silent spirit getting the doctor from the stunned state of shock. Yes, talk first, talk was important.
    "Uh..." There was a glance towards the box before fire gently pushed him towards the water, the woman standing firmly on the dock. He knew what she was trying to say.
    "This is my fire spirit. She was just.." He looked towards the merchant, than to fire, then Victoria. "I'll be able to explain better in the air. Would you mind traveling somewhere with me? I need to do something, go somewhere... It will be easier to think without so many around." It was easy to allow the draconian blood to slip out more and manifest itself. The mixed blood changed into their sea dragon form, wings folded up. He sat down, waiting for their friend to climb on before taking flight.

    This was... a lot. It was all a lot. Omaras felt light headed, dazed, upset, depressed, panicked, angry, and it all felt like a mess. Everything was a horrible mess.
    "Sorry, I had meant to invite you to spend a normal day here..." But that wasn't happening, at least now at this moment. Once it seemed safe to do so, the sea dragon jumped from the dock then spread his wings. There was a brief time of gliding over the water, talons lightly touching the water. Haraka flew up when it seemed they were good enough a distance from the docks though, the well sized wings keeping speed to a minimum for now.
    Now wasn't the time for races or racing anywhere. He knew there was a need to try to do something, but all the rushing emotions made it hard to think.
    "I... Need to go to the bottom of the ocean to where the ice countries palace is located. There are... either grave robbers or dragon hunters there. It... I think it would be impossible for them to have found it by chance, but I'm not calm enough to figure out more. Everything feels like a horrible mess... The merchants brother, he... saw the dragon skin patch a customer had brought in and knew it was... the mark was... my family... My great aunts, someone took it from her body..."
    The words felt like poison dripping from his maw, but this was something that needed to be let out. The very thought of strangers touching the corpses of his family churned at the stomach. It was painful and he hated it. "No matter how they made me feel, they're still my family. I can't just... I have to go. Will you come with me? It's okay to say no, none of this was planned. I just.. found out."
    Everything felt like a giant mess.



    The Blood of death kept me breathing. From that fluid birthed a new rhythm.

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    Re: Grave Robbing The Deep

    Post by Victoria Sheridan on Sat 23 Feb - 15:30

    "Don't worry, Haraka. I'll travel with you wherever it is you're going." Victoria assured him. Haraka was a good guy who needed a helping hand with the pressing issue of going back to his family's home for the first time in ages. Going back to a place with so many powerful memories was not going to be easy for him and he clearly wanted at least one person by his side to help him through what was certain to be an unpleasant experience. When he said that they were going to go under the water, the brunette winced for a moment. She was not able to breath underwater without the aid of a scuba tank or rebreather.

    "I'll go with you. However, I have one question before we set out, Haraka." Victoria said to him while holding up a finger. This next question was going to be important. It was so important that one could say that it was a make-or-break kind of thing. If Haraka did not have a means for her to breathe under the water, it would be a very short trip for the brunette.

    "Do you have a way to help me breathe underwater?" Victoria asked Haraka. She was a mage with powerful magic and more than a little resourcefulness, but she was still dependent on breathing air in order to stay on the right side of the dirt. She hoped that Haraka would have a way to help landlubbers like her survive under the waves. Whether it was a spell that helped her breathe water for the duration of the trip, a spell that gave extended lung capacity, or a spell that gave her a "bubble" of air around her head, Victoria would take any help that Haraka could offer.

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    Re: Grave Robbing The Deep

    Post by Haraka Omaras on Sun 10 Mar - 1:16




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    Did he have a way? "Yes, a spell that lasts for awhile. Sorry..." It was hard to think when drenched with so many emotions. So many things had been forgotten, rationality becoming temporarily sparse. The only evidence of the crimes were being cradled in a box that was being latched onto by aquamarine blue talons. How does one calm down when a group of strangers might be chopping up and selling pieces of your family's bodies? They caused so much pain, but that didn't mean he hated them. They did love him in their own way, even his cousin that had been in that frosty cave. That made it hard to talk back, feeling and hearing their affections, yet know their desires for your person wasn't the best.  In their minds though? It was the best, the very best. That didn't make it right, but it helped Harakas mind excuse the language. "...I don't know if I'll be able to think clearly. My family, that part of it... it's..." Why did their bodies have to be the ones to survive? Why not the people he would want to bury the most? Why not the ones that treated him the kindest?! It was hard to bite back those dark thoughts, but the half ice dragon managed to do so. But? It hurt, that past hurt. They weren't even to the cloudy see that it was under yet and he was already crying. The world never had to play fair, so why would it start doing that now? "Do you have any... tips for calming down?" The storm of emotions didn't make the young looking man any less aware of the need for a calm mind when rushing into what could be a very dangerous situation. Without a clear head it would be harder to make the right choices. The mixed blood didn't want to make any choices that he would regret later on.



    The Blood of death kept me breathing. From that fluid birthed a new rhythm.

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    Re: Grave Robbing The Deep

    Post by Victoria Sheridan on Sun 10 Mar - 17:38

    "Tips for calming down?" Victoria repeated the question. Perhaps Haraka would be better served asking someone else for that kind of information, but since she was the only one around, she would have to help him the best she could. She would have to think about her response and make sure that it was the right one for him. Normally Victoria did not really think about these sorts of things because she lived in the moment. She did not experience strong emotions very often, but when she did they tended to be intense but brief.

    "Hmm..." Victoria hummed noncommittally because she honestly had no idea of what to tell him. After intense stuff a bit of alcohol helped, but there were three problems with that. First, she did not know if Haraka could safely drink human alcohol. Second, she did not know his stance on alcohol. Third, she did not even know what type he liked.

    Using alcohol to calm down led to its own set of problems, problems that they did not need to risk running into at such an emotionally charged time for him. Alcohol might just make him angry at the worst time, so she needed to come up with another idea in a hurry. What could possibly help him right now?

    "Normally I'd go for a long walk somewhere with no destination in mind. I'd walk and keep going until I calm down." Victoria suggested to him. Walking was what helped her get focused again after experiencing strong emotions, but that might not be the most practical idea underwater. Swimming was the next best thing... maybe Haraka had a place that he went to when things got too heavy to bear, somewhere not in the city.

    "Uh, do you have a place that's not in the city that you could go to? You know, like an underwater garden, a coral reef, somewhere you go to get your focus back?" Victoria asked Haraka. She was at her wit's end on how to help the mage. Maybe her talking it through with him would help Haraka think of something other than what was stressing him. He needed to be in a good mental place before they ventured into the city so that they could work together to face whatever was down there.

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    Re: Grave Robbing The Deep

    Post by Haraka Omaras Yesterday at 3:05




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    Did he have somewhere that could help him cool down? He couldn't work on claywares in this state, nor get in the zen like state required to make the glasswork native to his native culture that has been long since lost to time and under the waves. What calmed his mind? The only thing that had in a long time that required no thoughts was the endless white that hadn't existed anywhere in so long. That endless white... If only he could see even a little of it, then maybe he could calm down a little. Would any of it be left? Maybe it was a bad idea... The location was getting closer and closer "Think of the sensation of warmth with family and take slow deep breaths." It was an unexpected voice, also a strange realization. Wind could always talk with a voice because he was always powerful, even without the medium. Lightening was a spirit that had never been owned by someone of importance, him talking now meant Haraka had grown. It also meant that the other elemental spirits could have more vocalized opinions too, which helps when he's panicking at times like this. "Deep breaths and think of family, did fire ask you to suggest that?" He tried to say in a joking way, but his voice sounded less amused and more forced and fighting off panic. But... he was listening, or trying. Think of family warmth? What did that even mean? Maybe it was like... naps on grandmother? Stories with grandfather, lessons and cuddles from mother and father. "I have a smart wife." the spirit fully admitted in his normal calm voice. Deep breaths, in and out. Thank of warm feelings. Everything will be alright.

    "...Everything will be alright." The dragon repeated that out loud, trying to calm down further. The area was getting increasingly cloudy and foggy, but he already knew the location. Still, it would take time to calm down. Where should he go? Just... to calm. Maybe it would be better to circle over the area once they get there? Being above the ocean was still very different than at the bottom of the ocean. The small amount of calming was enough for Omaras to get some of his thinking back. It wasn't all the rationality, but it was enough to understand what fire said a bit better, something he had used to calm himself and others in tense situations before. Those had been in ones before he had magic, but certainly long after he hadn't thought there would be family to worry about again. Maybe it will go a bit faster with some small talk? "Do you have any foods, drinks, or places that feel special to you? Is there any suggestions or questions for when we are both ready to go to the castle under the ocean?" Questions you don't normally see together, but strange situations can cause strange talk. It's not every day that one prepares to go under the deep to deal with grave robbers concerning remains so old that they could easily be handed over as museum pieces.



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