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    Christmas Resolution [Nathaniel and Trinity]

    Nathaniel Stratford
    Nathaniel Stratford

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    Post by Nathaniel Stratford Tue 29 Dec - 1:24

    Hargeon. This harbor town harbored a memory that Nathaniel would cherish. But such has been tainted this past month. In his pocket was the twentieth issue of the Sorcerer's Magazine that held some disturbing information within its pages and he shook his head as he had thought of what happened to him recently. Was he tricked? Or is this a case of clones and/or doppelgangers? He had been left confused for a month, his head wasn't a good place to be in now, and what's worse is he hasn't been feeling good about himself regardless of the fact that what he had done with Eliza or as the magazine would suggest, Trinity, objectively felt like the best thing in the entire world. Or perhaps it was the fact that it did feel perfectly great that he feels bad. He couldn't help but feel like he cheated on the Trinity he's going to meet this Christmas. Like that one guy in a show he watched where the guy kept shouting that they were on a break. That guy was a complete douche. Regardless, he was intent on clearing everything out today because he still had feelings for Trinity. Something that was made ever so clear after having slept with Eliza. Trinity had been trying to get a hold of him all this time but he couldn't stand to look her in the eyes, he was so riddled with guilt and shame that if he chose to meet her right away, even during the first few days where he can still feel Eliza on his hips, he would most likely breakdown in front of her right then and there. But now that ample time has passed. Maybe, just maybe, he can look at her and perhaps even talk to her normally.

    That's what he told himself anyway as he was about done finishing the sweater he had made for the contest. Now he didn't know how to make a sweater in the first place, but it sure looked like fun. He didn't even think they were ugly, just hilarious. Nat in particular, still somewhat scarred with his most recent experience made what looks like to be a very itchy sweater. Red was the dominant color. There seems to be a picture in the middle and a caption on both poles of the picture. The one on top simply said Santa while the ones at the bottom said Is Coming. Of course it didn't help that the picture in question was a picture of Santa Claus coming out of he fireplace, starring at the mother of the family who was tired and tucked in on the couch. Nat couldn't even nail the facial expressions on the characters on the picture so it kind of looked like Santa was giving a rather naughty expression. The judges even had a slight chuckle when he turned his sweater in. Yeah, he definitely botched this one. Or nailed it, since it was about making an ugly sweater? No matter, he was just waiting for Trinity.

    WC: 509
    Nat: 509
    Total: 509
    Received Two Peppermints for making an ugly sweater
    @Trinity


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    Trinity
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    Post by Trinity Sat 2 Jan - 10:46

    Rolling for tree decorating!


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    Post by Trinity Sat 2 Jan - 11:24

     
      sanity calms
    but madness is a little more interesting.  
     
     
     
     
     
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    @Nathaniel Stratford

    activities completed:
    Ugly Sweater Building
    Tree Decorating
     
     
     
    The anxiety was real.

    Trinity had been an absolute wreck ever since she’d woken up in the unknown lands, without a clue as to how she had gotten there. What was worse was that there was a message from Nathaniel that he’d sent her days before, but for her phone hadn’t told her she’d received it. Or rather, it was like she had already checked the message? Except that she didn’t remember doing so. It must have been while she was blacked out. She had hurriedly messaged him as soon as she realized the error to quickly explain that she was lost without any explanation of where she was or when she would get home, assuring him that she would find him as soon as he was back and explain everything to him.

    And then he didn’t say anything to her for a month. He had acknowledged her first message to let her know that he got it, but all he’d told her was that he needed to be alone for a while and didn’t want to see her. After that… nothing. Trinity had gotten back to a familiar place a couple days later, only to text him to say that she was back, and nothing. The pink and brown haired woman tried her best not to pester him, making sure not to text him very often, but she did at least try to send him messages hoping he was okay and trying to brighten his days, with no response. She knew he was getting her messages because the system would update to indicate that he’d read them, but he didn’t reply. Her heart had quickly sunk as she realized how badly she had screwed things up. It wasn’t her fault, of course -- she was entirely unaware of the cause of her black outs and was unable to control them. Unfortunately, the young woman lacked any true semblance of self esteem, and thus blamed herself even though it was beyond her ability to control it. The most she could have done was explain the situation to him, but the last time she’d trusted someone enough to tell them about it, they’d disappeared on her and she never saw them again.

    Eventually, Nathaniel did finally reach back out and agreed to meet up with her at this Christmas festival. Despite how gorgeous the fair grounds were and how excited she would normally be about all the glittering lights and the games and music and food, Trinity wasn’t feeling very excited. It was taking everything she had to keep herself from being overwhelmed by her anxiety and dread, which she had found over the last month often lead her into more black outs. She refused to miss another meet up with Nathaniel, and had been trying really hard to stuff her feelings down long enough to get to him. If she could just talk to him, just explain everything… well, maybe he’d forgive her. Or maybe he’d just abandon her, too.

    At present, she was putting some decorations on a small Christmas tree. Trinity had gotten to the festival exceptionally early, as being alone with her thoughts had not been working out well for her. So she’d decided to get to the festival well ahead of the time that she and Nathaniel had agreed on, that way she could at least try to distract herself for a while with some of the activities. This contest for decorating trees was an adequate pass time, though it unfortunately still left her with plenty of time to think and her heart wasn’t really in it, despite how beautiful her box of ornaments were. There were lots of delicate and brightly colored ornaments, lots of tinsel and popcorn, even a breathtaking angel tree topper that had been hand sewn out of a soft woven fabric. In truth, the tree looked quite stunning by the time she was done, and in any other circumstance she would have been elated to see something so beautiful that she’d managed to put together herself. However, Tte young woman was so disinterested in the whole thing that she didn’t even really pay attention to whether she won or lost, just accepted the peppermints that the game attendant gave her and wandered back out into the grounds in search of Nathaniel, who had to be there by now.

    Dressed in a warm, fleece lined Christmas dress that was predominantly black rather than red, she walked around looking forlorn and almost lifeless as she tried to find her friend. Or at least, the man whom she hoped was still her friend...
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    Nathaniel Stratford
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    Post by Nathaniel Stratford Sat 2 Jan - 23:38

    Nat opted to wear the sweater he had just made earlier. Because for some reason, now that he's not doing anything, the winter felt colder. Darker. Or perhaps, he knew why and that was the reason he did the sweater making first before anything else? That if he were to be left alone with his thoughts, and with the weight of the events carried today regarding quite possibly not only his personal life, but that of someone he cared about. It continued to don on him, the things he did. And now he found himself hugging himself. Rubbing his hands against his arms as if the sweater that was really thick and tailored to his personal preferences wasn't enough to keep him warm. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes slowly as he took it, and slowly exhaled with a sigh in an attempt to calm himself down and find some semblance of comfort, even mentally.

    And what looks like a scene out of every corny romance movie, Trinity would be the first person Nat saw as he opened his eyes. The beautiful girl's radiance in Nat's eyes certainly didn't fade, at least in an objective sense especially with her rather unorthodox color schemed Christmas attire that Nat found strangely appealing. The black and white speaks to him, the black more so for how hot the color was looking, and how dark. Indeed it would have been more than great to see Trinity again. But among the nice things and serenity, there was even more confusion, doubt, and guilt than before. Now that the subject of these feelings are in front of him, he can't help but feel bad for what he did and for what? All because she didn't pick up the phone one day? He didn't know what to feel and think. Was it his fault? Hers? All she ever thought of was that Trinity made it that they're just friends which broke Nat's heart and then she ghosts him the next. When it came down to it, Nat was only really thinking about himself. This. This was one of the products of his month long contemplation. And before he knew it, when he was in the right headspace to talk to her. To see her up close, he already was.

    Nat didn't notice his body move up towards Trinity as he lingered in the confines of his own mind. Now face to face with the beauty, he had to say something. Clear the confusion he's gone through and to alleviate Trinity's pain of keeping her in the dark. For it was in fact her small messages every now and again that made Nathaniel's 'recovery' quicker. It may also very well be the reason why he subconsciously wanted to see her so bad because in her little way, he was keeping him sanely happy. But also confused him a bit. She obviously cared about him, so why do what she did. "So. You want to tell me what happened to you? Why did you keep me in the dark? Looking like you care but feel as if you don't? But I think you do because you keep sending me these sweet messages. So what's really going on, Trin? What's going on with you? With us? What am -" he was typing all of this down on his iLac and saying the words at a tone of that was a bit cold, though not as cold as Christmas, but also of worry. His voice and tempo got louder and faster as he said more words at the same time, emphasizing how much it meant to the man who also can’t help but feel a little selfish from asking what appears to be too much of Trinity. He also didn't dare sign because he might sign things differently with how emotional he was getting, letting everything that has been kept inside for a month out so suddenly.

    And what cut him off was apparently this old man who is not fond of the holiday. Terrorizing and making everyone else miserable. The man called himself Scrooge and for some reason, he hated Christmas. Now, Nathaniel already had a lot on his mental plate and he would very much like to focus on it. Now all of the man’s frustrations were focused on dealing with the little nuance they have before them, blocking out the screams and wails of those already affected by this spirit manipulating summoner as he took his polite leave from his conversation with Trinity and slowly walked on towards the grumpy old man to face him. Fierce eyes locked on to the caster who might have sensed that the blondie in front of him was a mage. With a scoff of confidence, Scrooge summoned his spirits and set them against Nathaniel who right now is driven by his emotions, primarily rage. This unfortunate state of mind somehow sets Nat back to a more base attitude. His rage fueled him as fires began to rise up from his body as he drew his blade that burned with him. This man who is clearly terrorizing people hands down needs to die, and knowing that is one of the few things for this sudden joy because there would be repercussions, unlike his time with Eliza. “But first, a bit of fun, I see.” he murmured to himself as he readied to charge the summon who called itself The Ghost of Christmas Past, much like the stories he’s been told when he was a kid and unfortunately for it being an undead spirit shooting what seems to be snowballs to a burning Nat’s perspective, that had been deflecting and/or melting the ice of the spirit as he came closer and closer. The ghost sensing great danger tried to confuse the charging lunatic by creating clones of itself. But the flames would grow and sear anyone nearby every time Nat would cast a spell and he has used three. With the power to increase his damage, let out a burst of flame different from the one already covering his body, and throwing a ball of condensed flame at the spirit, he is very much convinced that he has brought a warm hope among the civilians nearby, along with the far more important fact that was one less nuisance present.

    And speaking of present, the next spirit to charge at Nat on a skeletal reindeer was called the Ghost of Christmas Present which smirked at Nat, as if she knew something. Atop the undead animal, it taunted Nat, asking if he has done naughty things recently. Although this could very well may have been a general quote the spirit says as it falls well within her theme, Nat took it to mean as a reference to the perfectly splendid time he had with Eliza and that only enraged Nat more and recklessly charged at the spirit with no mental attention. This made it easy for the spirit to find a spot to strike Nat on with one of her weapons: by his left shoulder, Present even gave her wrist at twist to knock Nat back near Trinity and shatter the weapon, leaving it stuck on the man’s shoulder and quite possibly, more shards breaking and scattering inside the wound. The crusader then tried to pull the ice out along with any he shard he was able to pull out and subsequently heal his wound and prepare for round two.

    WC: 1,246
    Nat: 1,755
    Total: 2,524

    Defeated Ghost of Christmas Past
    @Trinity


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    Post by Trinity Sun 3 Jan - 20:36

     
      sanity calms
    but madness is a little more interesting.  
     
     
     
     
     
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    @Nathaniel Stratford

    activities completed:
    Ugly sweater building
    tree decorating

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    ghost of present
    ghost of future
     
     
     
    Despite how tense the situation was, Trinity couldn’t help but feel relieved when she finally found Nathaniel. A large part of her had been afraid that he’d decide not to show up, that he’d change his mind and decide that she and her problems weren’t worth his time. He wouldn’t have been the first. Yet there he was, clad in an ugly Christmas sweater that barely even registered in her mind as she simply stared at him like she thought she’d never see him again. She was overcome with emotions that she didn’t altogether understand. He was just as handsome as ever, though he looked forlorn. They approached one another and he wasted no time in asking her questions about what had happened to her and why she hadn’t told him what was going on. He accused her of pretending to care about him, or at least explained that he couldn’t tell how she felt between her disappearance and the messages she’d been sending him. He just wanted answers, and it took everything in her not to break down in tears right then and there. The moisture was already welling up in her eyes, and she lifted her hands to start signing to him, using the language of hand gestures that’d he’d been teaching her rather than her phone.

    But before she could say anything at all, and old man that was wandering through the fairgrounds drew all attention to himself as he unleashed a few deadly spirits to terrorize the people that had gathered to celebrate Christmas. Ever afraid of violence, Trinity immediately took a trembling step backward, her mismatched eyes wide with fear as she watched Nathaniel square off against the ghost of a little girl that was firing off snow based magic at him. Trinity flinched through the battle as he made quick work of his assailant, engulfing her in flames and dismissing her back to wherever she had been summoned from. Then, he turned right around and started attacking another ghost, a woman that rode upon the back of a reindeer. The woman asked him about bad things he might have supposedly done recently, and for some reason it seemed to elicit a visceral response from him.

    Nathaniel charged her with wild abandon, led more by his anger than his training, and it resulted in an icy based weapon being lodged into his shoulder. He was knocked off his feet and back where he landed on the ground near Trinity, frantically gripping at the shattered weapon and trying to heal his wound. Trinity stood there staring at him with a vacant expression as the blood trickled out of his body. The rest of the world around her melted away for a moment, and all she could see was Nathaniel bleeding, all she could hear was the sudden roaring in her ears. She was breathing erratically, her vision hazy and starting to grey like she was on the verge of passing out, but it wasn’t fear or squeamishness that was overwhelming her, no.

    It was anger.

    Suddenly all but forgetting her dislike of fighting, rage washed over her and consumed her face as she clenched her fists into balls so tight that her pale flesh was practically pure white at the knuckles. Unleashing all the anger inside of her, she screamed in absolute fury at the top of her lungs, turning a crazed eye on the Ghost of Christmas Present and her spectral reindeer. A thick wave of black and green mist burst from her body and rushed the spirits, tossing them back so violently that the woman was knocked off the reindeer, who evaporated with a pained screech. Without moving from where she stood, Trinity’s arm stretched out like it was made of elastic and grabbed the ghost before she could recover, somehow managing to get proper purchase around the spectre’s neck despite the ghost’s incorporeal body. Using the death grip, Trinity lifted the ghost high up into the air before slamming her onto the ground with all her might, causing the ground to shake and a crater to form from the impact.

    By the time the dust settled, the ghost was gone, but not before Trinity’s anger had been used up. She looked around wildly for the old man that had caused this and any of the other spirits he may have summoned. Her eyes were lit upon a ghost that very much resembled a grim reaper, a hooded figure whose face was covered by the cowl of its cloak, but its hands were boney and frail like a skeleton’s. One such limb pointed at Trinity and cast a spell in her direction, causing the young woman to be swallowed up by an illusion of darkness. She heard nothing, saw nothing, felt nothing… Where was she? Dread once more began to sink in as it dawned on her that she was once again lost and alone.

    But then the illusion started to… crack? A literal fissure of light split the darkness, casting the faintest bit of illumination and allowing the screams from the world around her to seep inside. Her memories came rushing back: She wasn’t lost, not right now. She was at a festival with Nathaniel, and the two of them were trying to fix things. She had been trying to tell him the truth when they’d been attacked. When Nathaniel had gotten hurt…

    Her rage filled her anew as the recollection of his injury entered her mind and she shrieked again, sending a second wave of dark energy out from her body and using it to shatter the illusion until she was back in the real world once more. With her hands at her sides, palms facing up, she raised her arms toward the sky as though she were clawing them through the air. A pool of black ink formed beneath the Ghost of Christmas Future, and from it shot countless numbers of similarly inky arms. Each appendage reached out for the ghost, grabbing hold of it and dragging it down mercilessly into the depths of black from where they had appeared.

    Displeased with his spirits being dispatched, the old man turned his sights on Trinity and shot a spell at her before she could move to defend herself. The black magical energy made direct contact with her head, causing a dark aura to appear around her entire body. She screamed a third time, this time in agony and fear as she closed her eyes and clutched at her head, falling to her knees and continuing to yell as feelings of fear wracked her form, overwhelming the anger and replacing it with forced terror. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to fight it back, but managed only to keep it at a stalemate, to keep the feeling from worsening so much that it blocked out all other thoughts. Driven by the panic and danger of the moment, she grasped at the only clear, viable solution that entered her brain.

    “N-Nat..!” she practically pleaded, her voice rife with pain, fear, and desperation. His name was called quite audibly from her mouth, her terror and her need to survive -- as well as her trust and faith in him -- drawing the unexpectedly spoken word out into the open, begging him to help her, to stop the pain, to free her from the confines of the inner turmoil that the old man had stricken upon her mind and body.

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    Nathaniel Stratford
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    Post by Nathaniel Stratford Mon 4 Jan - 9:45

    Angered by his lack of focus by letting his emotions get the best of him, Nat sighed and bared his teeth afterwards as he healed himself. The only reason it was taking time was because of the shards inside. He couldn't just patch it up and leave them there because his rotary movement would be affected. Though he already had some of them out, there were still a few left in him. During this time, Trinity who had been staying strong the moment they met today. He could only tell because from what Nat could see earlier, she was holding back tears. Or was just a figment of his imagination? That her face was getting a bit moist as he talked? That perhaps he was paying too much attention on her beautiful face that he had missed dearly that he starting to see things on it.

    Nevertheless, all of that was gone now, replaced by an anger he had not seen in her before. Though it really didn't surprise Nat all that much, seeing as he personally knows that people have sides they'd wished they didn't have, making him contemplate his own personality and attitude towards the entirety of life. No, what really surprised him was how much power Trinity possessed. He had known of her ability to manipulate her size before but never in this scale. This time it was far, far larger and apparently more devastating as it obliterated the Present ghost in one hit. It was impressive to be sure, but she had been subjected to a terrible illusion that greatly worried the crusader. His concern was manifested by how quickened pace he was trying to get rid of the shards, and cursed himself for how long it's taking. He grunted and cursed a lot for how inefficient it was being as he never had to be surgical about his healing before.

    But as if he needed to be impressed more, as if this was a day that proverbial cards were all on the table, he got a glimpse of Trinity's other skills, this time involving dark shadowy appendages crawling of out the ground beneath the last ghost. Though nothing out of the ordinary in the world, he had wondered why someone as sweet as her would come into possession of magic that seems to be out of character. This got Nat into thinking that there really is something that Trinity has to tell him, that there could be something more, something deeper, and in that depth held answers. Explanations. He had to do something because he can't just let her take everything on her own, that is so unbecoming. And the slow painful and eerily dark way the ghost is being dragged into what appears to be the afterlife it deserves, Nat has been able to get a few more of the shards out.

    But time was not their ally. Never was. Their whole relationship has been about there might not be enough time, disappearing and not talking of which he was guilt of that as well. This time it manifested itself as the lack of reprieve as the old man himself now stepped in to bring misery and hopelessness to Trinity as the downed Nathaniel still tried to be at 100% fighting capability. He couldn't bear to see her like that. He had never seen her like that and never waned to. She didn't deserve it. She was being mentally tortured and Nat stood up and ran to her side. But Scrooge wouldn't allow it. He had placed a barrier around the tortured Trinity who, despite being unable to speak, tried to nonetheless, making out what seemed to be his name. No, it was certainly his name, she had audibly cried out for help out of pain, suffering, depression, and fear. Nat however, also counted faith. Why else call out like that? She believes in him and he wasn't about to let her down much like he did this past month.

    Nat ripped the left sleeve of his sweater and a piece of his shirt underneath it to bandage the wound. And though he can't use that arm very much for now, he only needed one to throw his weapon at Scrooge who very well saw the attack but was not fast enough to dodge it completely. It grazed him on his left side, but before he could react, Nat pulled the sword back through the chain attached at the pommel, a neat little trick he's been growing fond of. The returning blade knocked the man to the ground, but Trinity was still not yet released. He realized then that time was of the essence. If concentration is not required for the spell to persist, then perhaps life is. He dashed forward and tried to strike him down, but the man's cane was actually stronger than it looks, or perhaps it was because he can't handle the blade properly? But Nat was still bearing down on him, putting his weight against the old man who impressively has moves which displeased Nat. He was hoping to spill his guts on the floor and letting him run out of breath as punishment for torturing Trinity. But instead he'll have to burn and that was quicker in Nat's taste, but he would still want him to die gruesomely.

    Sensing the loosing battle, Scrooge tried to summon all of his spirits back at once, despite being defeated earlier. Meaning they were still not ready and because of that, one slight wave of Nat's left hand back had all of the spirits burning in agony and slowly dispersing afterwards. Running out of options, Scrooge tried to put Nat in the same tormenting aura he had Trinity in, but Nat waved his left hand in front of him, Making Scrooge catch on fire, and releasing them from the weapon lock. The man tried to douse the flames and while successful, he found himself clashing weapons again with Nat but this time, he got him to fall to the ground. He was about to be impaled by Nat but being a powerful summoner, he would not let up. This agitated Nat greatly. So far, he's been nothing but annoyed, irritated, angered and displeased with how the day is turning out and he just wants all the negative emotions to be over with. Fueled by his fit of rage, Nat raised his weapon and constantly struck the man with force, who initially was able to guard for his life "JUST. FUCKING. DIE ALREADY!" he shouted. Every word accompanied by hate and brutality and a sword swing. Nat got his wish of a brutally gruesome end for the man when his last strike got through and hit the neck. But with blind rage being the guide behind the strike, the hit was unclean and ugly and despite the force behind it being able to cut a man's head off, but by the angle, it struck muscle, jugular and eventually clavicle that still cracked on the force. Now Scrooge just laid there twitching. Gasping for breath, his grip on his magic loosening, like his grip on life. He'll die pretty soon and instead of giving him a quick, clean end Nat hurried to Trinity that he was able to pull out of the magic, hugging her tightly.

    Now with his love in his arms and chest, he had felt peace and the raging haze has lifted. It was comforting to feel that they were both somewhat ok. So much so that a tear dropped from his eye and to Trinity's head.

    WC: 1,266
    Nat: 3,021
    Total: 5,036
    @Trinity

    Activity Completed:
    Ugly Sweater Crafting
    Tree Decorating

    Enemies Defeated:
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    Present
    Future
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