001 - Welcome to the Bubble

[fistfullofmagic]

Who: Dhaos and anyone
Where: the Plaza
When: now
Style: any
Status: Open


[If one were to go to the plaza, they might see a tall blond man sitting on the ground looking utterly befuddled. Certainly an understandable reaction to the situation considering that last he knew he'd been bleeding to death, and yet here he was, sitting in an unknown place with only minor injuries and drenched to the bone. If this was the afterlife, it was more than a little strange.]

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[fistfullofmagic]

[Dhaos twists, attempting to kick Zelos to make him let go. What's going on?!]

[chosen_gigolo]

[The kick connects with Zelos's shoulder, but not strongly. It's enough to make him let go of the cloak but not fall from the air. Now fully pissed off, Zelos rises level with Dhaos in a flash.]

I'm not letting some Cruxis bastard start shit here! We've had enough trouble with you already; this is ending before it starts!

[Zelos pulls his sword arm back and lunges at Dhaos, fire in his eyes.]

[zelda_hylia]

[If this were anywhere but Vatheon, Zelda would allow Zelos to fight his opponent. He is her friend, after all - she trusts that he wouldn't attack someone that didn't deserve it. This IS Vatheon though, and enemies cannot be removed forever. Fighting will only cause grudges, and that in turn will cause more fighting. Holding her hand in the air, she sends up a whiplike tendril of magic at the ankles of both men, yanking them down towards her abruptly. She cushions the ground so that the impact doesn't hurt them, at least.]

There is no point in fighting here.

[fistfullofmagic]

In essence, though four millennia of living on a planet made of mana has certainly changed...us...

[Any further words die on his lips at the revelation of who he was talking to. Lloyd Irving. The Lloyd Irving. The boy Kratos always talked about with such regard. Yeah, Dhaos is...going to check out for a minute to try and process this bit of info. Hope you don't mind the shocked stare.]

[redcladidealist]

Derris-Kharlan is made out of mana? Whoa, I had no idea.

[That's a lot of mana. Despite his own surprise, though, he notes Dhaos's sudden stare.]

Huh? You all right?

[Actually, come to think of it, he's been staring an awful lot, even before Lloyd showed up. Did he hit his head or something?

Maybe Lloyd should be checking for signs of a concussion.]

[fistfullofmagic]

[Cruxis? But wasn't that ancient history? Before he has the time to say this, he's interrupted by suddenly being pulled to the ground. Though the impact does not hurt, it takes what was left of the fight out of him. Instead, he sort of goes limp and simply stops responding to the world around him. He only half registers the words of the blond woman who had essentially captured him.]

[chosen_gigolo]

Gah!

[Hitting the pavement didn't hurt but the suddenness of the tug made Zelos yelp anyway, landing squarely on his ass beside Zelda and sending his sword skittering a short ways away on the pavement.]

You don't understand! He's from Derris Kharlan!

[As if that explains everything...]

[zelda_hylia]

...do you know him personally?

[chosen_gigolo]

I don't have to! Only members of Cruxis live on Derris Kharlan!

[Stay out of this Zelda you don't understand!]

1/2

[zelda_hylia]

People cannot be killed permanently here, Zelos. Don't make an enemy unnecessarily! It's a waste of time.

[She sure is ignoring him now!]

2/2

[zelda_hylia]

[And then she promptly kneels by Dhaos, smiling kindly.]

I apologize for him. Has anyone explained this place to you yet? We can get you dried off and I will do so.

[fistfullofmagic]

[The tone of her voice sort of brings him out of his stupor. Someone was...speaking kindly to him? He slowly looks up at the source of the voice.

An...elf? Her magic feels a bit strange to him though. Regardless, that was a matter for later. In a subdued manner, Dhaos shakes his head in answer to the question of the first person to be kind to him in over one hundred years.]

[chosen_gigolo]

[Zelos thumps his hand on the ground, not having bothered to get up just yet either.]

Zelda, you don't understand! Everyone on Derris Kharlan works for Mithos! He's already my enemy!

[The Chosen lurches to his feet and snatches up his sword, not making to attack (he knows better with Zelda and her magic right there) but leaving the blade unsheathed and eyeing Dhaos balefully.]

[oneechan]

[Ran's eyes widen, and she bring a hand to her face. She doesn't mean to be rude by staring but--] Are you hurt?

[fistfullofmagic]

Minor injuries. I am fine.

[Just terribly confused and on the edge of complete despair, but he's not about to express such to a stranger.]

[fistfullofmagic]

[No, he's really not alright. Physically he's certainly doing better than he had been - a lack of a giant stab wound is generally quite an improvement - but mentally... Well, failing to save one's home planet from imminent destruction does no favors to those who's self-worth derives directly from the welfare of said planet. ...Not that he's at all prepared to the savior who reunited the two worlds that.

His expression closes off a bit once again.]

...Yes. I was just...not expecting to be greeted by a legend...

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd gives Dhaos a very odd look, one that's mixed with no small amount of confusion and concern. Definitely checking for signs of concussion now. Almost cautiously, he shakes his head.]

Uh... I'm not sure what you think you're seeing, but there aren't any legends here. I mean, unless you're talking about Mylantis, but I don't think this place is Mylantis, even if it's under water, too.

Are you sure you're not hurt?

[zelda_hylia]

[Zelos sweetie mommy is busy right now, okay?]

Do you work for a Mithos, sir? Here, let's get you dried off.

[She reaches out to him, casting a small spell to wick the moisture from his clothes neatly.]

[fistfullofmagic]

[Such kindness... Dhaos isn't quite sure how to deal with this.]

...Mithos Yggdrasil has been dead for four thousand years... [His voice is small, and almost childlike in how very, very lost he sounds. He begins to shake very slightly as the combination of adrenalin leaving his system, the distress from losing everything he ever loved, and the remaining injuries from the final battle on Aselia sap his strength. Desperately, he hopes the tears he feels building aren't noticed.]

[chosen_gigolo]

[Dhaos' words, quiet as they are, shock Zelos into full silence. He stands there dumbly, mouth hanging open, catching flies in his inability to form words.

But that means this guy's from...]

[zelda_hylia]

I see. People are pulled from different times and worlds into this place. It seems that you and my friend here are from the same world, but vastly different times. I apologize for any confusion.

[She looks him over carefully. Now that the water is gone, she can see blood and who knows what else on him.]

Are you still injured, or did the coral heal you?

[oneechan]

You should probably have those looked at...[She withdraws her hand and steps back to give the newcomer space.] Are you sure? They don't look all that minor. [But then again, Ran would be alarmed by anyone bleeding...]

[fistfullofmagic]

The worst wound is gone.

[With that said, he slowly gets to his feet. He sways slightly from the mana drain, but rights himself quickly, and slowly begins to walk away. He'd probably have been more polite about leaving the conversation, but he's not...exactly all there at the moment.]

[fistfullofmagic]

[Different times and worlds...? Pulled into...this place...? The words echo in his mind, repeating over and over until at last a single thought breaks though:

I will never be able to find that planet again.

That one simple little thought makes him feel as if his heart had been torn asunder. Tears begin to flow down his cheeks. He'd spent decades trying to even find a planet that could produce a mana seed! And even then, stumbling upon Aselia had been a complete fluke; even then, the jump had nearly killed him. How was he suppose to...?

Soon he's audibly, albeit still somewhat quietly, sobbing his heart out.]

[chosen_gigolo]

[It's exceedingly hard to stay pissed off at someone when they're suddenly bawling their eyes out, especially a full grown man. Reluctantly, Zelos sheaths his sword, crossing his arms and putting all his weight on his right foot, uncomfortable at the sudden outpouring of emotion.

What had this guy been through, anyway?]

Hey, c'mon now...