“I’m unholy. If you make a deal with an unholy being that means you casted the possibility of light aside. Essentially erasing all possibility of being accepted into a kingdom of light. Or it could end after this place, but the universe understands, it always understands intent. That is why if you reject my offer I won’t hold it against you. I’ll make sure you get some form of rest.”
Everything happened so fast. With Futaba's death and the rest suffering from the sandman's manipulations. They had seen this before. The terror of the true abominations they fought. Unfortunately, Azumi knelt where Futaba had been slain, crying as she was in shock with what happened. Ren stood there, unsure of what to do but shed the only tear he could muster.
"No! Child, you have so much to live for!", the Fox spirit cried out, "Wake up!"
Azumi looked back at Ren, who merely shook his head. Azumi screamed in grief and growled soon after. She had the intent of obliterating the Sandman. Surely there would be no qualms against this by her patron deity. The sandman was unholy, he was ruthless, sadistic even. All evil must be punished.
Azumi howled. She howled in frustration that engulfed her like a fiery pit of despair. She then thought of the pregnant woman and her fate. Whatever may happen to her next, it must not be by the hands of the Sandman.
She summoned an instrument and begun the song of screams before she said with a smirk, "Say Goodnight, Mr. Sandman!"
So she sung:
"Flensed and flayed, how does it feel?
Your pound is paid, those scars will not heal, no
Lost in suffering, drowning in your tears
Won't someone, somewhere tell me
Where do I, where do I
Go from here
Be the lion
Say goodnight
With each bite does your sanity die
Sucking the life out, letting the dark
Inside
Say a prayer as the light leaves your eyes
Or scream all you like, the gods can't hear you"
The song itself would fill the pary with adrenaline, the resolve and anger to defeat the sandman
"Crud, guess it's my turn!", Ren said feeling the rush inside his mind from the song. The hooded man casted Azido, causing a small hot light to appear near the sandman that combusted into a surge of magical energy, hot and irradiated.
"No! Child, you have so much to live for!", the Fox spirit cried out, "Wake up!"
Azumi looked back at Ren, who merely shook his head. Azumi screamed in grief and growled soon after. She had the intent of obliterating the Sandman. Surely there would be no qualms against this by her patron deity. The sandman was unholy, he was ruthless, sadistic even. All evil must be punished.
Azumi howled. She howled in frustration that engulfed her like a fiery pit of despair. She then thought of the pregnant woman and her fate. Whatever may happen to her next, it must not be by the hands of the Sandman.
She summoned an instrument and begun the song of screams before she said with a smirk, "Say Goodnight, Mr. Sandman!"
So she sung:
"Flensed and flayed, how does it feel?
Your pound is paid, those scars will not heal, no
Lost in suffering, drowning in your tears
Won't someone, somewhere tell me
Where do I, where do I
Go from here
Be the lion
Say goodnight
With each bite does your sanity die
Sucking the life out, letting the dark
Inside
Say a prayer as the light leaves your eyes
Or scream all you like, the gods can't hear you"
The song itself would fill the pary with adrenaline, the resolve and anger to defeat the sandman
"Crud, guess it's my turn!", Ren said feeling the rush inside his mind from the song. The hooded man casted Azido, causing a small hot light to appear near the sandman that combusted into a surge of magical energy, hot and irradiated.
When Azumi went to check on Futaba's condition, he was hoping that she'll be okay...but according to her, the exact opposite happened...
"No... Nonononono... I won't accept this... I refuse to accept this!!" said Jonathan
Jonathan fears of losing someone.. As much as it would make him vulnerable to the sandman's attacks, he manages to keep a cool head...he still believes that despite what happened to Futaba that she can still be saved... After all he did manage to help her make something really nice...and for her to just go and die already would not only be a great waste of all of his time and talents, but also wanted to learn more about her world as he would like to observe what she can do... Not to mention he wanted everyone to get back home safely, despite what awaits for them in their futures... When Jonathan saw Ren using the Azido...
"Good idea, allow me to help you amplify that!" said Jonathan
Jonathan would then switch tactics in trying to create a flooding deluge spell, instead opting to just create an ice shield on top of the Azido to act as a bit of a magnifying amplifier to enhance the power of it's attacks.
"No... Nonononono... I won't accept this... I refuse to accept this!!" said Jonathan
Jonathan fears of losing someone.. As much as it would make him vulnerable to the sandman's attacks, he manages to keep a cool head...he still believes that despite what happened to Futaba that she can still be saved... After all he did manage to help her make something really nice...and for her to just go and die already would not only be a great waste of all of his time and talents, but also wanted to learn more about her world as he would like to observe what she can do... Not to mention he wanted everyone to get back home safely, despite what awaits for them in their futures... When Jonathan saw Ren using the Azido...
"Good idea, allow me to help you amplify that!" said Jonathan
Jonathan would then switch tactics in trying to create a flooding deluge spell, instead opting to just create an ice shield on top of the Azido to act as a bit of a magnifying amplifier to enhance the power of it's attacks.
Camry woke up still floating in his portal. He smacked himself of the forehead. Of course he didn't go anywhere. When he created the portal, he was thinking about returning home! He looked around and saw multiple doors leading to different times and places. He didn't know which to pick, which we concerning as the gods usually led him to the right door. He remembered that it was sometimes possible to communicate between space and time. It was worth a shot anyway. "Hello? Guys, can you hear me?"
[OOC: Awieee~! Futaba has been dead~ *sad sad* lol I'll feel a bit rude if I left my post hanging so I decided to make Futaba died on my last post because I'm having such technical issues so I chose to step out from this roleplay. 
I want to post my special thanks for:
Kotomi: Thank you for creating this Roleplay. I'm having so much fun playing as Futaba here. It's been long time ago since I enjoy a thread base Roleplay, so I send you my gratitude many times!
Jonathan: Way to go dude! Your long post is long! Its always entertaining to read your post! P.s: please revenge for Futaba's death lol
Callisto: Even though she wasn't around nowadays but her spirit lingers! Thank you for the fun times we get together.
Ren and Azumi: Ren is a cool guy! And Miss Azumi is a nice mom! I hope Futaba can meet Azumi someday on other roleplay. Futaba needs mommeeh ;w; I'm sorry we didn't have much chance to create a moment for that. someday we will!
Jalie: Cutie! Your post are also awesome! I want to play with Jalie again someday. ^^
Camry: A powerful man! Please revenge for my death too. Lol
Ashley: I'm sorry we haven't interacting much on this roleplay, nevertheless you are a cool mom! Bless!
Sirius: Your long post are also entertaining! I'm sorry we haven't interacting much too, but you are also awesome!
Have I mentioned everyone? I'm sorry if I left anybody but it came from my deepest heart. This roleplay is so much fun! I'm a bit sad since I can't go through till the end. ;w, you guys rock! Thank you so much for everyone for creating this roleplay to be this fun!
So this is where I left Futaba, like Azumi said, she can't be helped anymore. No need to revive me too. You guys can carry on the story. I'll be on the silent reader mode now. 🤓 See you guys on the other roleplay someday. Adios!]
I want to post my special thanks for:
Kotomi: Thank you for creating this Roleplay. I'm having so much fun playing as Futaba here. It's been long time ago since I enjoy a thread base Roleplay, so I send you my gratitude many times!
Jonathan: Way to go dude! Your long post is long! Its always entertaining to read your post! P.s: please revenge for Futaba's death lol
Callisto: Even though she wasn't around nowadays but her spirit lingers! Thank you for the fun times we get together.
Ren and Azumi: Ren is a cool guy! And Miss Azumi is a nice mom! I hope Futaba can meet Azumi someday on other roleplay. Futaba needs mommeeh ;w; I'm sorry we didn't have much chance to create a moment for that. someday we will!
Jalie: Cutie! Your post are also awesome! I want to play with Jalie again someday. ^^
Camry: A powerful man! Please revenge for my death too. Lol
Ashley: I'm sorry we haven't interacting much on this roleplay, nevertheless you are a cool mom! Bless!
Sirius: Your long post are also entertaining! I'm sorry we haven't interacting much too, but you are also awesome!
Have I mentioned everyone? I'm sorry if I left anybody but it came from my deepest heart. This roleplay is so much fun! I'm a bit sad since I can't go through till the end. ;w, you guys rock! Thank you so much for everyone for creating this roleplay to be this fun!
So this is where I left Futaba, like Azumi said, she can't be helped anymore. No need to revive me too. You guys can carry on the story. I'll be on the silent reader mode now. 🤓 See you guys on the other roleplay someday. Adios!]
Turuilla was still lost in this middle state of consciousness. Somehow she could clearly hear everything around her, could smell the sand. Nevertheless she was still frozen in her daze, not fully present. Not fully gone either.
Idling for the sandman hadn't finished with her yet. Her mind playing back her fear and insecurities over and over.
The sandman's expression visibly grew angry once Futaba's body was consumed. For, rather than her body being consumed like he wanted, she was released from his grasp. Freed from her own personal hell. The sandman growled, his sand buzzing around before dispersing. Many things were happening, but Futaba's escape bothered him most.
Jalie's efforts weren't fruitless, and she was able to dig deeply into his mind. She could see quite a bit...including bits of his life from "before" this. He lived an ordinary life, was a simple man. Had a small family, grandchildren...he was particularly fond with a smaller girl. A grandchild.
Jalie could see he and this grandchild where brought to this same world. They too struggled to find a release from this place. Days, weeks, months...so much time went by. Bitterness grew, resentment cemented and the bond the man had with his grandchild faded. It wasn't until she escaped the world without him, facing her own fear and finding freedom that he changed. He became what he feared...refusing to face it.
He became who he is.
However when it came to trying to erase these memories, Jalie might have had some difficulty...especially as he recognized it. The sandman resorted to eating at his own mind with sand...causing his pain and duress and hoping to transfer this to his counterpart too.
Parasite. he muttered, looking through the chaos happening around him. There were ships...people...ice shields. He didn't care. He'd simply float around it. If anyone got too close, or continued to poke and prod at the man, they would find sand would attach itself to him in quick succession.
The man locked eyes on Jalie and was about to go for her when Ren and Azumi's power, along with Jonathan's help, actually did effect him. The man stumbled back, his arm shattering away into small fragments of sand due to the attack. Sand dripped from his very being as the particles slowly trying to rebuild himself. His face didn't seem panicked but the way he stumbled back showed he felt the heat.
The man looked to Turuilla, and he scrambled to the front of her. He needed energy. Something. With one final blast of sand she fell back on the bed. Her eyes closed and with deep breaths, her body now covered in sand, the woman was whisked away in a deep sleep. No amount of shaking would wake her, for she was now just like the other bodies scattered throughout this world; locked in a tome of sleep. For now anyway...
The sandman sighed happily, his arm building itself together with great speed, and the man would try to slip away- phasing through the wall just as he had come.
Idling for the sandman hadn't finished with her yet. Her mind playing back her fear and insecurities over and over.
The sandman's expression visibly grew angry once Futaba's body was consumed. For, rather than her body being consumed like he wanted, she was released from his grasp. Freed from her own personal hell. The sandman growled, his sand buzzing around before dispersing. Many things were happening, but Futaba's escape bothered him most.
Jalie's efforts weren't fruitless, and she was able to dig deeply into his mind. She could see quite a bit...including bits of his life from "before" this. He lived an ordinary life, was a simple man. Had a small family, grandchildren...he was particularly fond with a smaller girl. A grandchild.
Jalie could see he and this grandchild where brought to this same world. They too struggled to find a release from this place. Days, weeks, months...so much time went by. Bitterness grew, resentment cemented and the bond the man had with his grandchild faded. It wasn't until she escaped the world without him, facing her own fear and finding freedom that he changed. He became what he feared...refusing to face it.
He became who he is.
However when it came to trying to erase these memories, Jalie might have had some difficulty...especially as he recognized it. The sandman resorted to eating at his own mind with sand...causing his pain and duress and hoping to transfer this to his counterpart too.
Parasite. he muttered, looking through the chaos happening around him. There were ships...people...ice shields. He didn't care. He'd simply float around it. If anyone got too close, or continued to poke and prod at the man, they would find sand would attach itself to him in quick succession.
The man locked eyes on Jalie and was about to go for her when Ren and Azumi's power, along with Jonathan's help, actually did effect him. The man stumbled back, his arm shattering away into small fragments of sand due to the attack. Sand dripped from his very being as the particles slowly trying to rebuild himself. His face didn't seem panicked but the way he stumbled back showed he felt the heat.
The man looked to Turuilla, and he scrambled to the front of her. He needed energy. Something. With one final blast of sand she fell back on the bed. Her eyes closed and with deep breaths, her body now covered in sand, the woman was whisked away in a deep sleep. No amount of shaking would wake her, for she was now just like the other bodies scattered throughout this world; locked in a tome of sleep. For now anyway...
The sandman sighed happily, his arm building itself together with great speed, and the man would try to slip away- phasing through the wall just as he had come.
((Thank you! It was fun roleplaying with you Futaba!))
"Umm..." She struggles to think and come up with a decision.
Oddly enough, even with Camry being gone in his portal, Jalie can hear him. She has no idea how or why this is possible, but she has no time to wonder about it. "Camry? Where are you?"
Jalie screams in pain and grips her head. While the sandman's action won't actually injure her, it does cause her severe pain. She starts to feel panicked and in her panic she unintentionally scrambles the sandman's mind. His memories shift out of order, some disappearing, and a few new ones forming. The new ones however, are not his. They are memories from Jalie's childhood, none of them good.
She looks at Sirius and tries to think and understand what he said. She's overused her powers, spread herself too thin
"Umm..." She struggles to think and come up with a decision.
Oddly enough, even with Camry being gone in his portal, Jalie can hear him. She has no idea how or why this is possible, but she has no time to wonder about it. "Camry? Where are you?"
Jalie screams in pain and grips her head. While the sandman's action won't actually injure her, it does cause her severe pain. She starts to feel panicked and in her panic she unintentionally scrambles the sandman's mind. His memories shift out of order, some disappearing, and a few new ones forming. The new ones however, are not his. They are memories from Jalie's childhood, none of them good.
She looks at Sirius and tries to think and understand what he said. She's overused her powers, spread herself too thin
Sirius narrowed his eyes. He turned his body and opened his arms ready to catch Jalie. “It’s okay to fall. I will catch you.”
He then turned his attention to the crew. “Didn’t I say no mercy!” He barked.
The crew looked ashamed as they faded away. Sirius felt his own exhaustion, but he kept his stance sturdy.
He then turned his attention to the crew. “Didn’t I say no mercy!” He barked.
The crew looked ashamed as they faded away. Sirius felt his own exhaustion, but he kept his stance sturdy.
(( We understand...still it's sad to see someone go, but we all have to respect their choice on leaving at their own accord... ))
Despite Jonathan's best efforts along with Ren's attack, the sandman manages to escape...but not before leaving Turuilla behind in a very deep sleep... There was nothing more they can do now; Jonathan has seen this before with a few others at that one shop on their first night...but what makes things even worse is that Futaba is just...gone... Was she ultimately killed? Or somehow she managed to escape? ...No one knows for sure... While Jonathan did observe that Futaba's death has greatly angered the sandman, something immediately told him that it wasn't the most ideal situation...to ultimately surrender at the sandman to risk going back to their own homes...something about it didn't seem right... When the dust ultimately settled, everyone else was then safe...for now... Still a large price was paid in order to regain what little time they had left before the sandman tries to attack them again...Turuilla now out of commission, and Futaba now gone...the latter would've affected him the most, but he kept a straight face, keeping his emotions in check...
"We managed to push him back...but at what cost...? Turuilla looks like she's out similar to what saw with a few others at that one store...and we completely lost Futaba... Dammit...!! *Sigh*...Now what we should do...? I'm sure that even if we decide to leave this hospital to go to someplace else, the sandman will still find us...even if we go to that underground shelter I found while out adventuring..." said Jonathan as he then grabs the special electric generator that he had made for Futaba to use...only to not being really able to use it at all... "I need some time alone to think about our next move... I'll likely be outside at the front if anyone needs me, or if we got another plan..."
Jonathan did manage to keep a strong face and his emotions in check as he leaves the group behind while he makes his way outside...but when he did get outside, he couldn't maintain that facade anymore and immediately broke down crying...
"Futaba... Ahhhhhhhhhh!!" cried Jonathan
Jonathan clutches the portable generator tightly, not willing to let it go for any reason other than it was the only thing he had made for Futaba...and it was now really the only small comfort that he has with her gone and only the memories remain, despite them only have a small interaction...
Despite Jonathan's best efforts along with Ren's attack, the sandman manages to escape...but not before leaving Turuilla behind in a very deep sleep... There was nothing more they can do now; Jonathan has seen this before with a few others at that one shop on their first night...but what makes things even worse is that Futaba is just...gone... Was she ultimately killed? Or somehow she managed to escape? ...No one knows for sure... While Jonathan did observe that Futaba's death has greatly angered the sandman, something immediately told him that it wasn't the most ideal situation...to ultimately surrender at the sandman to risk going back to their own homes...something about it didn't seem right... When the dust ultimately settled, everyone else was then safe...for now... Still a large price was paid in order to regain what little time they had left before the sandman tries to attack them again...Turuilla now out of commission, and Futaba now gone...the latter would've affected him the most, but he kept a straight face, keeping his emotions in check...
"We managed to push him back...but at what cost...? Turuilla looks like she's out similar to what saw with a few others at that one store...and we completely lost Futaba... Dammit...!! *Sigh*...Now what we should do...? I'm sure that even if we decide to leave this hospital to go to someplace else, the sandman will still find us...even if we go to that underground shelter I found while out adventuring..." said Jonathan as he then grabs the special electric generator that he had made for Futaba to use...only to not being really able to use it at all... "I need some time alone to think about our next move... I'll likely be outside at the front if anyone needs me, or if we got another plan..."
Jonathan did manage to keep a strong face and his emotions in check as he leaves the group behind while he makes his way outside...but when he did get outside, he couldn't maintain that facade anymore and immediately broke down crying...
"Futaba... Ahhhhhhhhhh!!" cried Jonathan
Jonathan clutches the portable generator tightly, not willing to let it go for any reason other than it was the only thing he had made for Futaba...and it was now really the only small comfort that he has with her gone and only the memories remain, despite them only have a small interaction...
Jalie nods, although not really registering what Sirius said to her. She sways from exhaustion and stumbles a bit, trying to stay up. Despite her efforts she ends up collapsing into Sirius's arms. Her head is pounding, she has a blinding migraine, causing her vision to blur and shake with her heartbeat. Thinking is difficult, taking extra effort. Jalie slips out of the sandman's mind, now freed from it. She lets her body relax and go slightly limp.
Sirius gently held Jalie close. He rested his head rested on top o f hers for a moment. “You poor girl.” He picked her up bridal style, carried her out of the room, and down the hall.
He searched different rooms as his muscles screamed. Finally he found a presentable location. He held her with one arm while he peeled the covers back. Sirius carefully tucked her in. He noticed a chair beside the bed it was red and lumpy. Sirius tossed himself in it.
He leaned back, lifted his legs up, and curled up. His magic did nothing, the sandman wasn’t phased, didn’t seem phased by him. For all his talk was he just boisterous noise? If he can’t relay on the magic he knows, if he can’t keep his word are all those centuries just Child’s play.
Sirius lifted his head up and glanced at Jalie. How was he supposed to protect her? He already failed Camry. A sudden thought crossed his mind what if my normal nature puts me at a disadvantage? What if I could change the nature of the magic I’m using???
Sirius bolted up and ran through the hospital collecting pens, pencils, papers and maker boards. He would occasionally peek to make sure Jalie was still good.
He hunkered down creating various schematics, Including one of his ship.
He searched different rooms as his muscles screamed. Finally he found a presentable location. He held her with one arm while he peeled the covers back. Sirius carefully tucked her in. He noticed a chair beside the bed it was red and lumpy. Sirius tossed himself in it.
He leaned back, lifted his legs up, and curled up. His magic did nothing, the sandman wasn’t phased, didn’t seem phased by him. For all his talk was he just boisterous noise? If he can’t relay on the magic he knows, if he can’t keep his word are all those centuries just Child’s play.
Sirius lifted his head up and glanced at Jalie. How was he supposed to protect her? He already failed Camry. A sudden thought crossed his mind what if my normal nature puts me at a disadvantage? What if I could change the nature of the magic I’m using???
Sirius bolted up and ran through the hospital collecting pens, pencils, papers and maker boards. He would occasionally peek to make sure Jalie was still good.
He hunkered down creating various schematics, Including one of his ship.
As Sirius carries her, she watches everything go by in a dazed blur. Jalie doesn't have enough energy to even ask where they're going. Soon after she's laid on the bed, she falls asleep. It doesn't seem like she's going to be waking up anytime soon, unless she is woken up.
Unfortunately for Ashley, she ended up in a nightmare-filled slumber. Initially, it was just groaning and trying to get into a comfortable position to sleep, even if she was as comfortable as she could possibly be in the late stage of pregnancy. As she placed a hand on her belly though, that was where the night terror kinda started to intensify. She began tossing and turning, then the groaning and mumbling turned into straight up shouting mixed with crying. "No! No! PLEASE! Please don't! DON'T TAKE MY BABY!!!" She shouted in her sleep as she cradled the belly in an attempt to protect the unborn baby.
Meanwhile, in the dream within a dream...
Meanwhile, in the dream within a dream...
(( Guess I can reply a bit as I wait for something important to happen. ))
As time passes, Jonathan eventually stopped crying...he just couldn't do it anymore... While he's still shaken up to the point he could go into a nervous breakdown at any moment, Jonathan decides to get stronger and better...for Futaba's sake, and everyone else who has fallen to the sandman... Of course, he only hopes that he doesn't end up as the last survivor...such a situation would be the last breaking point in maintaining his own sanity... Since he had enough crying, Jonathan would slowly drag himself back inside, likely going back to the room where he was conducting his cauldron synthesis to gather all his things. He did put the portable generator into his carrying bag since it's not like he'll need it right now. Jonathan soon pours out all the alchemic solution out of his cauldron before shrinking it back to miniture size, the liquid instantly evaporates when leaving the cauldron and touching any surface; thus it's very environmentally friendly. With that done, Jonathan was about to leave to see what everyone else is up too...but then heard Ashley yelling in the distance...
"That sounds like Ashley!! Dammit!! Is the sandman attacking again?! And so soon?!" cried Jonathan
Jonathan would make a mad dash to find Ashley sleeping in a room, looking around it's safe to say that the sandman didn't get to her...so that's a bit of a relief on Jonathan's shoulders... Stepping forward while looking around, Jonathan could then tell that Ashley is likely suffering from a nightmare.
"It looks like Ashley is suffering from a nightmare..." said Jonathan as he lightly nudges Ashley in hopes to wake her up "Hey, Ashley, it's okay. You're having a bad dream, so wake up."
As time passes, Jonathan eventually stopped crying...he just couldn't do it anymore... While he's still shaken up to the point he could go into a nervous breakdown at any moment, Jonathan decides to get stronger and better...for Futaba's sake, and everyone else who has fallen to the sandman... Of course, he only hopes that he doesn't end up as the last survivor...such a situation would be the last breaking point in maintaining his own sanity... Since he had enough crying, Jonathan would slowly drag himself back inside, likely going back to the room where he was conducting his cauldron synthesis to gather all his things. He did put the portable generator into his carrying bag since it's not like he'll need it right now. Jonathan soon pours out all the alchemic solution out of his cauldron before shrinking it back to miniture size, the liquid instantly evaporates when leaving the cauldron and touching any surface; thus it's very environmentally friendly. With that done, Jonathan was about to leave to see what everyone else is up too...but then heard Ashley yelling in the distance...
"That sounds like Ashley!! Dammit!! Is the sandman attacking again?! And so soon?!" cried Jonathan
Jonathan would make a mad dash to find Ashley sleeping in a room, looking around it's safe to say that the sandman didn't get to her...so that's a bit of a relief on Jonathan's shoulders... Stepping forward while looking around, Jonathan could then tell that Ashley is likely suffering from a nightmare.
"It looks like Ashley is suffering from a nightmare..." said Jonathan as he lightly nudges Ashley in hopes to wake her up "Hey, Ashley, it's okay. You're having a bad dream, so wake up."
Sirius heard a scream. His eyes immediately darted over to Jalie. His shoulders tensed. That would just leave Azumi and the pregnant woman.
Sirius scrambled up knocking over his drawings. He tripped, managed to avoid the bed, and hit the ground. He let out a low groan while sitting up. Right the woman.
He darted down the hall until he saw Jonathan enter a room. Sirius stoped and then wandered closely. It seemed the woman was having a nightmare.
Jonathan was trying to softly wake her up. Sirius stood in the doorway. “How long do we have before he comes back? Is it random, a small period, a day, at night? Do you think we can ward him out, even if it’s a temporary measure? We have his sand don’t we? It would give us time to prepare. Depending on his strength it might need refreshed daily. Better question have you tried placing a ward? Do any of you know how?”
(😭Futaba.)
Sirius scrambled up knocking over his drawings. He tripped, managed to avoid the bed, and hit the ground. He let out a low groan while sitting up. Right the woman.
He darted down the hall until he saw Jonathan enter a room. Sirius stoped and then wandered closely. It seemed the woman was having a nightmare.
Jonathan was trying to softly wake her up. Sirius stood in the doorway. “How long do we have before he comes back? Is it random, a small period, a day, at night? Do you think we can ward him out, even if it’s a temporary measure? We have his sand don’t we? It would give us time to prepare. Depending on his strength it might need refreshed daily. Better question have you tried placing a ward? Do any of you know how?”
(😭Futaba.)
Jalie stirs in her sleep when she hears the scream. While it doesn't wake her up, it ends up triggering her own nightmare. Her reaction, however, greatly differs from Ashley's. Instead of screaming, Jalie whimpers quietly and curls herself into a tight ball, her tail twitching slightly. Her mind wanders to what the sandman said; "Parasite... monster..." Leading to the things she grew up hearing; "Freak... no one likes you... why don't you just die..." The kids at school feared and hated her, along with their parents and most adults too. The parents were worried for their children's safety. As a child, Jalie couldn't control her power nearly as well and she'd often slip into people's minds, hearing their thoughts, and sometimes influencing their actions by accident. Silent tears fall from her eyes in her sleep.
(Sorry for the time!)
Camry looked around, still unsure of what door to pick. Then, he felt sadness erupting from the connection he had with Jamie. “Hush, my friend, you are perfect. I need you, my friend. Wake up.” He slowly floated to the door. He had to help his friends.
Camry looked around, still unsure of what door to pick. Then, he felt sadness erupting from the connection he had with Jamie. “Hush, my friend, you are perfect. I need you, my friend. Wake up.” He slowly floated to the door. He had to help his friends.
"Easy, easy, Sirius... Yes, I can make both magical wards and special mechanical ones through cauldron synthesis...although I'm unsure if I can really have the drive and concentration to make them... As for when he's coming back...who knows...? I'm actually a bit surprised he attacked us during the daytime light...so needless to say that my theory that he'll only attack at night was indeed false... Not to mention despite all of the circumstances, he attacks aggressively enough regardless of day or night cycle...he's very dangerous... As much as I would like to likely move to another location, I know there's likely going to be no point in doing so...I'm sure he'll find us wherever we go, even if we go to that underground shelter I've managed to find... I feel like trying to fight him isn't going to yield success either...even with both mines, Ren's, and Azumi's powers during that fight...it didn't look like our attacks weren't effective at all... I guess this is where the wards would then come in...but if they aren't strong enough to keep him back... Anyway, I can handle Ashley here, why don't you check on the others? I'll notify anyone if there's trouble." said Jonathan as he resumes helping Ashley to try and wake up while she's suffering from a nightmare
Jalie relaxes slightly and stops crying. "Camry?" She says quietly, out loud, although she is still asleep. His voice in her mind chases away the other, bad thoughts.
“I see, here’s what needs done. There is always more than one way to create wards, or a form of protection.”Sirius stepped up to Jonathan. “Be firm in waking someone up. After you’re finished here create some type of Holy water. It’s the easiest thing to create. Ask some sort of light being, or being of a protective nature to bless it. Sprinkle that on the outside and in.” Sirius grimaced. “If you do not believe in a light being or protective one…” Sirius spoke softly. “Then you have to imbue your own will to form protective waters. The issue with this is you Jonathan have to decide what’s worth protecting. Even if it’s a faint memory, the thing you hold dearest must become your salvation.”
“Jars or some form of a container need to be collected. This would be a task best suited to her and Azumi. They have the most to protect. They will need to concentrate their intentions into the container. Love, need for protection, and how they want to protect their charges. Someone with some form of magic must tap the jars The containers are then spread around, or buried. If you see Azumi before I do ask her to do this along with her own type of warding.”
“Also if anyone believes in some sort of protective light or Higher powered being. It’s time to ask them for protection. It’s the oldest nonsensical whammy there is.”
“Cedar and pine will be the easiest to find and burn for purification and cleansing.” Sirius stepped away from Jonathan.”
“I’m going to go find a way to manipulate my current nature, even if I have to bend a knee. I’m also going to see what they have in the kitchen for dried herbs. It won’t be as powerful, but it’s a start.” Sirius stepped away and spun around.
“Jars or some form of a container need to be collected. This would be a task best suited to her and Azumi. They have the most to protect. They will need to concentrate their intentions into the container. Love, need for protection, and how they want to protect their charges. Someone with some form of magic must tap the jars The containers are then spread around, or buried. If you see Azumi before I do ask her to do this along with her own type of warding.”
“Also if anyone believes in some sort of protective light or Higher powered being. It’s time to ask them for protection. It’s the oldest nonsensical whammy there is.”
“Cedar and pine will be the easiest to find and burn for purification and cleansing.” Sirius stepped away from Jonathan.”
“I’m going to go find a way to manipulate my current nature, even if I have to bend a knee. I’m also going to see what they have in the kitchen for dried herbs. It won’t be as powerful, but it’s a start.” Sirius stepped away and spun around.
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