Newfound Oddities

[BigHippo8]

The birds rest their wings on the trees of Dylena's garden. They chatter and warble on the slim branches above, while the long-haired girl sits beneath. The white fluffs in the sky converge and banish one another, the sun with its eye watching ever so closely.


The familiar had still not come.


Dylena rests a hand on her sweating forehead, the bronze trailing behind a rumpled mess. Midday would soon go and make itself scarce. Dinner is to be served then. But, not so this very moment. For now, the skies are like a ocean, and any reason that it should not fall down evades the mind. For now, the birds sing yet again, rejoicing. For now, the spirits are silent.

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

For a moment he was silently, examine the garden with a fleeting gaze as truly his attention was focused on what he was truly looking for. He took a few steps outwards from the door way and further into the garden peering around until finally he spotted what it was that he was searching for.


Viewing Dylena sitting beneath a tree he made his approach quietly, unsure of what to truly say until he found himself standing by her side, looking down to her. "H...Hi" He greeted quietly.

 

[BigHippo8]

"Took you long enough."


Dylena gazes up to the familiar, violet eyes a glare. "Any longer and the moon would have turned green." She brings herself to face the beast-changer. "Well, I do suppose the tea had you captivated." The girl laughs gently, and walks away to a nearby apple tree.


"You should take a seat as well. I want to hear your story."

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

As she requested it, N seated himself beside the apple tree, unsure of where else she would wished for him to sit. Quietly he glanced up to her from where he now sat as he chose to reply.


"What do you want to know?" He asked in a quiet tone, unsure if she simply desired for him to explain it all or just a few factors.

 

[BigHippo8]

"Everything there is to know."


Dylena dips her head forward, anticipating. 
(Ack. Sorry for the looong time. Managing another roleplay at the moment as well. )

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

He nodded, thinking for a moment before going on to speak. "I've been alive for twenty-one years now. I can't recall having caretakers or parents of any sort, though I first wondered about in my hound form with only needed knowledge. I knew what I was, who I am, and some basic info over what is expected of me. Once learning how to master my own abilities, I selected the next best course of action and began to study this world, and human knowledge. I truly did attempt my hardest to reach standards, though I knew not of what those standards would be. I then started searching for you, convinced that I would then be suitable to serve you, though you do have yet to accept me... I know I am meant to be your familiar. It's a feeling I got, a vivid one. It told me that you where the one. "


N thought a moment longer, looking into all the info he could remember. He assumed she would like to hear of his tasks as well, what he is supposed to do as a familiar. "I'm currently attempting to gain your approval over the matter, I see it as the task you have provided me with. In truth, I haven't slept sense the day I met you and I plan not to until I gain your acceptance. It's motivation in a way. My basic guidelines are to protect you and guard you with my own life, I need to keep you happy, I'm bound by your word, and lastly I am not to leave your service ever, not even once we reach the stage known as the afterlife. I'm pretty sure that's all there is to say, unless you need me to go into more detail about something?"

 

[BigHippo8]

"Heavens. Not since?" Dylena rests her back against the trunk of the apple tree, expelling air from her lungs. " She sits there for a while, regardless of whether or not N cared to watch her. This bronze head looks into the layer over layer of clouds, gathering about the sun, sharing its warmth amongst one another.


"Enter the service of your master. Get some rest."


Dylena removes her ragged long cloak and hands it to the familiar. "This will keep you warm. Sleep in the sun for now, doubtless you can't stand."


Underneath, Dylena wears a equally patched and torn sleeved shirt, her bosom concealed, yet legs not. She decides otherwise from the deep blush maidens would wear, and instead ventures further into the lush and green garden.


Taking steps away, Dylena says, "I'll tell you my story after."

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

N was made rather happy once it seemed that she had finally accepted him as her familiar, his eyes lighting up a bit despite they're drowsy hue. He could feel a small grin cross his face, and though he was unsure over it he chose to accept the offered cloak seeing as he had promised to follow her word, she could simply take it back whenever she required it.


"I-I'll be quick..." He said, hoping not to trouble his new master in any way as he pulled the cloak over him. He chose not to move away from the tree as rather he simply curled up where he sat and in truth it wasn't difficult at all for him to drift off.


He had been rather tired and as he finally allowed himself to acknowledge it the fatigue seemed to quickly come upon him and in only moments he was fast asleep.

 

[BigHippo8]

She sighs.


He didn't explain to me what a master would do.


Dylena paces herself accordingly in the garden. Though it was so very green, the garden was small. Fruits had themselves a home in the tree branches, and the leaves too, should they not scatter upon the ground.


The slim bodied girl bathes in the warmth of the sun on her skin, its fingers slithering. I do suppose I shall water the plants. Dylena finds herself a watering can, and, using her hand to deflect the hot rays, she pours water onto the plants and trees.


Why does he want a master like me?

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

He was sleeping quietly, still curled up upon the ground and though it was a tad uncomfortable he didn't mind it. He had been very tired, and it was a relief to have finally gotten some sleep seeing as he would have just passed out sooner or late due to exhaustion. Luckily that hadn't occurred over the sleepless duration of time.


He would occasionally shift or murmur something in his sleep, as if he where experiencing a dream though it didn't appear to be a bad one for no display of distress or fear could be seen upon him. He was resting soundly, though the familiar was sure that he would be woken if Dylena required him.

 

[BigHippo8]

Stir the plot a bit here. Haha.


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Dylena wonders back to the apple tree.


In the time she was away, Dylena had done basic housekeeping about the garden. She tended to the withering and shriveled leaves, the green and delectable ones too. Now, she rests her knees, seating herself on her ankles. She watches her familiar.


Better when he is asleep, lest he would do all kinds of humble acts.


A knock on the door.


Dylena looks toward the house, eying the front of it, though she is behind. She brings herself to her feet, leaving a lock of rust-colored hair in her rush. Once through the central room with the table, she is at the entrance of her abode.


The knockings continue.


The girl opens the door.


"Greetin-"


Dylena is subdued by the neck, rough hands cupping her mouth.

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

In his sleep, N felt a horrid feeling seeping into him causing him to pull the coat even closer to him. He stirred in discomfort, shifting where he lay as no longer did his sleep seem as sound. He didn't know why he felt as such, but he knew it couldn't be anything good... yet the familiar had trouble waking.


Truly he wanted to open his eyes to find what caused him such unsettling feelings, but it was difficult for him as he had been awake for so long, he had collected some energy but his body protested to his will, he needed rest, but he had to be sure everything was alright.


"D-Dylena..." He murmured in his sleep as he curled under the coat, near waking.

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

( Poke. )

 

[BigHippo8]

"Quiet, child, lest I bind you even more."


A great, strong build, Dylena felt, for strength bulges all about. Very likely a man and Dylena ceases the struggle, being that she is overpowered.


The spirit songs are silent.


The man proceeds to sweep her legs and carry the girl over the shoulder, each step a audible thunder. "Child, where is the familiar?"


The giant of a man had lifted her to a isolated area, trees and green growth rooted into the ground. Dylena gazes firmly into the male's eyes, unwilling. He laughs.


"Child, where is the familiar?"


This time, a threat of a strangling by the throat has Dylena pinned. She chokes out mumblings of words. "I am his master."


His hands grip the flower girl's slim throat.


Songs of beings which belong beyond rage now, erupting into rapid and angry melodies. 

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

( Sorry small question >.> When you talked about an isolated area, does that mean he took her pretty far from the house? Or did they just head outside? )

 

[BigHippo8]

Pretty far from house!

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

N only felt the terrible feeling worsen within him, what could possibly cause him to feel such a thing? He was stirring at this point and though it was quite a struggle the sleeping familiar finally managed to open his eyes.


Still he found himself beneath Dylena's cloak laying upon the grassy ground. He slowly brought himself up into a sit, the bad feeling hadn't faded and it lingered within him even upon awakening. A rather dreaded thought entered his head and quickly he gazed over the garden that surrounded him looking for the figure of his master anywhere, but she was nowhere in sight.


"D-dylena?" N spoke fretfully, bringing himself up into a stand with her cloak still in his hands. Once upright he delivered another quick examination upon the are only to still find it empty.


He felt his body tense with a great worry as he quickly brought himself to the garden's other end, still unable to locate his master. His heart sank. Had something happened to his precious master so soon?


N turned himself back around his pace increased as he entered the house, peering into the rooms he was quick to call for her again. "Dylena? Are you here?" The house remained in its odd silence and he was once again greeted only by a growing concern and even a strong fear. He needed to find his master immediately, he couldn't lose her, he had only just gotten her acceptance and already he was failing her.


The fretful demon made a quick run around the house, searching for her, but to no avail. His only option left was to venture outside, at that point he would only be able to follow instinct and hope he finds her.

 

[BigHippo8]

The man sets Dylena down and removes his large hand from her mouth.


"Wes, come forth," says the titan human. As Dylena regains her feet and her voice, she also wins her eyes. She looks to the man, seeing a heavy cloak about his shoulders, masking his body and face.


A similarly cloaked and towering being steps forward, out of the shadows and into the light of day. "She, I take it, is a master?" The looming fortress laughs harshly.


"Don't be a clown. Power slumbers in her blood."


The two shapes, cloaked with black fabric, gazes down at Dylena's prone form. The enlightened figure speaks, "Oh? Well, her familiar botched the job." It scratches its chin, thinking. "Leave her here. It is more curse than blessing should we do so, for I reckon hers is a servant weak of mind and body."


Then, with both hands raised, the speaker chants twice a strange incantation. Dylena's surroundings become bleak and sinister, and the two beings begin to rise above the ground, feet on things invisible. Slowly, they shimmer out of the girl's sight.


But what is of her sight is old and deep-rooted oaks, seemingly closing in on her sides. A long and sorrowful light peers in from the clearing above the trees.

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

N peered towards the door of the home, silently pleading within his head that he would soon find his missing master, he would be torn completely if he already failed his duties. He was new to this and he didn't have the experience of most familiars, he was hoping that he would have more time to explore his abilities though it seemed he would need to push that aside.


It was true that he could still be labeled as weak, he hasn't met his full potential and not yet were his powers completely under his control. He had difficulties in locating his master and he couldn't hold his animal form for all to long. He could heal rather well, though the toll was larger than needed whenever he chose to heal another. If he failed now, then he would have never deserved her acceptance. N still needed to prove himself to his master.


N opened the door and entered the area outside, scanning it quickly with a quick look over. She was no where in site though he still did make a rather loud call for her.


When no answer was given he made his way outside moving into a shadowed area away from the eyes of anyone else who may be lurking. He stood quietly a moment.


N knew he could move faster on four legs rather than two, so silently he allowed himself to shift into his animal form. A mixed aura of black and violet fog was brought into being around him and in only the passing of a second his body had a new shape and size, the fog vanishing soon after.


His hound form was rather large and the abnormal coloring of both his fur and eyes where all that was needed to prove that he wasn't a normal quadruped. A vibrant mixture of black and purple with illuminated golden eyes, his snout was long and his fur rather soft.


He quickly brought himself into motion, moving as fast as he can forcing himself int he direction he believed his master to be.

 

[BigHippo8]

The shadowy trees were sickening.


Dylena has long since brought herself to a seated position, but the darkness of the place she resides within is suffocating. The songs play for the girl a soft and gentle piece, though no comfort is yet found. The sun was, too, hidden beneath the winged branches.


The chestnut hair cascading from her head takes rest on the wet soil, foliage and smells of the earth escape beyond the dirt floor.


I hope he is still asleep, drifting off softly to things of fantasy.

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

Though N was moving rather quickly, he was acting carefully as well. He would avoid being sighted by others in his current form as to note stir up any unneeded trouble, he could easily be taken for a monster.


Yet N was focused on reaching his master and soon enough he found himself facing the entrance to a wooded area. His bright eyes scanned the tree line as his tail gave a slightly nervous flick behind him, but he treded forwards anyways.


He wasn't trying to stay quiet any longer, his paws would snap twigs often and the leaves rustled below him. He could easily be heard by another and that was what he wanted, incase his master truly was close by.

 

[BigHippo8]

The master is nearby.


But she'd had lost her consciousness. Dylena lies in the dull light, shining on her slim body. She sighs for a time and closes her eyes. Oh, her elegantly touched eyebrows falling so gently close.


The spirits gather again, not the summoning of thousands upon thousands of souls however, but just a dozen of them, to alert her servant of the master's whereabouts. They would drift swiftly past the dense trees which surround the girl, and into N's sight.


The small little things beckon N to the asleep girl.

 

[xXRassBerriXx]

N paused for a fleeting moment, his attentions being caught as his eyes lingered upon a set of trees up ahead. His tail flicked behind him once more as he continue forth.


He pawed once more towards a certain set of trees only yards ahead of him a bit of tension passing over him as he finally caught a glimpse of a familiar figure causing a strong alertness to come over him combined with a small touch of fear.


Finally passing the trees his assumptions where proven true as he could now clearly see the sleeping Dylena before him. A small whimper left him as he lowered his head to better view her finding that she didn't appear to be bleeding and the rhythmic movement of her torso suggested that she was still breathing. It seemed she was merely sleeping, and he had no orders to disturb her yet still he shouldn't allow his master remain unprotected or uncomfortable.


As such he chose to stay in his hound form, lowering himself into a lay beside his master letting his thick tail to curl over her figure in hopes to keep her warm, as did he allow her to use his neck as a pillow. He had curled himself around her in hopes to keep his master comfortable, his bright yellow eyes remaining open awaiting for his master to once again regain consciousness.

 

[BigHippo8]

"My servant, you have come."


Lines of tears rolled down Dylena's cheeks, some, like raindrops, land on the familiar's warm fur. She seems content to lie here amidst the trees, a smile creeping on the lips despite the sorrow.


"Have dreams ever... Told you to do something?" The girl shows her teeth, past the smile, at the familiar. "Remove yourself from you. It is time I finalize the pact."


Dylena pats the hound's furred head, then stands up, closing her eyes.


She becomes lifeless.


Spirits appear and swirl around the girl, forming in such masses a figure begins to take shape. Humanoid, large, a sword of hybrid qualities by his hand.


Its voice, deep and commanding. "Familiar, stand.


"I hereby grant you protection over the Master in my absence. Do you swear to guard her body, mind, and soul with your very life?"


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OOC Information I thought of, N probably already know this - The spirits at Dylena's side are like, guardians to protect masters until a familiar comes and takes service. So, the scene above is the sealing of the treaty between servant and master.


Why, is a question I still need to consider. Any ideas?