09-30-2017, 10:03 PM
Guu was rudely awakened the following morning as her drawer was yanked open sharply. Tearen's face, large and dark, loomed above her with a stern expression on it. It took him a moment to register what he was looking at, but when Guu's unmistakable eyes started to drill into him, his expression softened.
"Oh, it's just you, Princess." the Shadow said, taking a step back from the drawer of cutlery. Guu made a large show of stretching in a nonchalant manner, taking the time to scratch her rump before responding.
"Just me...yeah I guess that counts as a hello." her tiny voice buzzed. Her wings pulsed slightly as she rose into the air, and the huffy abomination of a girl placed her hands on her hips.
"You could have told me you were gonna set up shop next to Ambrosia; lightshows are nice, but unexpected ones can cause quite a stir in town." Guu said, her voice carrying an honest edge. Tearen offered her a friendly yet unapologetic smirk.
"Surely, the people of Ambrosia are used to oddities around your village...but, I apologize if things have gone amiss. Is that the only reason you were sleeping on our forks, though?" the ex-enigma asked, draping a heavy brown robe over his previously half-naked form. Green eyes gleamed out from under a low-sinking burlap hood, and the entire cloak bequeathed an aura of age, weariness, and wisdom. His disciples were scattered around the camp, some sleeping, others up and buzzing. The only reason that Malon was not in the kitchen with them was that she had trotted off to forage for morning mushrooms near the groves downstream. Tearen came very close to having pity for the poor young lady; she didn't deserve the horror of what this morning would hold...but then again, she had certainly made up her mind by this point.
They all had.
So it was no small question to ask why Guu had come. Of all the people in the Omniverse, she would surely knew the sort of lessons and teachings Tearen was trying to impart. This mystery was only punctuated further by the outward signs of the Princess's obvious discomfort.
"We need to talk about my father. Your uh...previous Master." Guu said, grinding her feet into nonexistent ground beneath her. Tearen's reared his head back slowly in a gesture of comprehension. How auspicious that, on the morning following his confession, Guu should arrive to talk about the very entity that had lead him down this checkered path in the first place. The Shadow turned towards the door and walked out through the swishing muslin drapes that covered it. Tearen walked towards the center of camp, where the granite gazebo stood resolutely, as it had for half a week now, but without the garish blast of green light searing the clouds above. There was no need for it; those who had come would serve his designs adequately. Guu seemed to understand the implicit request for her to follow, and she buzzed along next to his ear.
"What would you know?" Tearen said in a hushed tone. The two would stand there talking until the disciples had assemble, or at least, those who were ready to be quickened to their power. Perhaps not all would come. Perhaps that would be best. Either way, it would behoove them to take great heed of their own wisdom this morning. They were about to change forever.
"Oh, it's just you, Princess." the Shadow said, taking a step back from the drawer of cutlery. Guu made a large show of stretching in a nonchalant manner, taking the time to scratch her rump before responding.
"Just me...yeah I guess that counts as a hello." her tiny voice buzzed. Her wings pulsed slightly as she rose into the air, and the huffy abomination of a girl placed her hands on her hips.
"You could have told me you were gonna set up shop next to Ambrosia; lightshows are nice, but unexpected ones can cause quite a stir in town." Guu said, her voice carrying an honest edge. Tearen offered her a friendly yet unapologetic smirk.
"Surely, the people of Ambrosia are used to oddities around your village...but, I apologize if things have gone amiss. Is that the only reason you were sleeping on our forks, though?" the ex-enigma asked, draping a heavy brown robe over his previously half-naked form. Green eyes gleamed out from under a low-sinking burlap hood, and the entire cloak bequeathed an aura of age, weariness, and wisdom. His disciples were scattered around the camp, some sleeping, others up and buzzing. The only reason that Malon was not in the kitchen with them was that she had trotted off to forage for morning mushrooms near the groves downstream. Tearen came very close to having pity for the poor young lady; she didn't deserve the horror of what this morning would hold...but then again, she had certainly made up her mind by this point.
They all had.
So it was no small question to ask why Guu had come. Of all the people in the Omniverse, she would surely knew the sort of lessons and teachings Tearen was trying to impart. This mystery was only punctuated further by the outward signs of the Princess's obvious discomfort.
"We need to talk about my father. Your uh...previous Master." Guu said, grinding her feet into nonexistent ground beneath her. Tearen's reared his head back slowly in a gesture of comprehension. How auspicious that, on the morning following his confession, Guu should arrive to talk about the very entity that had lead him down this checkered path in the first place. The Shadow turned towards the door and walked out through the swishing muslin drapes that covered it. Tearen walked towards the center of camp, where the granite gazebo stood resolutely, as it had for half a week now, but without the garish blast of green light searing the clouds above. There was no need for it; those who had come would serve his designs adequately. Guu seemed to understand the implicit request for her to follow, and she buzzed along next to his ear.
"What would you know?" Tearen said in a hushed tone. The two would stand there talking until the disciples had assemble, or at least, those who were ready to be quickened to their power. Perhaps not all would come. Perhaps that would be best. Either way, it would behoove them to take great heed of their own wisdom this morning. They were about to change forever.
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued