Friday, July 28, 2006

July 28, 2006

Okay, I'm gonna start off with an apology... I'm sorry Vestque, but as my coding is currently set, this is a hard request, but I'll do my best for you to set it so that it'll work in the long run. I have an idea, but I have yet to figure out how to go about it! I really don't mind if you can't get to the story yet, or if ya never get to it at all. It's a little side thing for the most part. Although thanks everyone who has read so far. I'm just going to try and catch you all up.

I'm probably not going to get on this weekend, and maybe Monday. It's supposed to be messy this weekend, and I have chapters to write. After the next two updates on ff.net, I will take a break. Probably only a month, but I think I need it. Seriously. Oh, um, let's see, it's like, a few minutes after twelve, so yeah, I don't know exactly what's going down today, but I think it's going to be fun.

Speaking of fun, I've yet to make more banners, and I feel like an idiot for taking so long. I'm sorry everyone, I will get on those again soon. I'm truly not forgetting, I just get sidetracked... oh wait, that's the same thing, isn't it??? Oops. Anyhow, have a good day everyone! Later!

~Acorn~

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Author’s Note

If you think I own Sailor Moon or Tales of Symphonia—never mind. I won’t even start this today. There’s a spoiler warning and all that jazz. The only thing I own is the skit and the plotline (minus game events)

ImperialGuardian: In light of recent chapters it seems that I put an unfair light on poor Raye Hino. It would seem that not only is she being interrupted mid-thought by random events, but she has yet to announce what has been bothering her since chapter three. So today, I will let Raye speak for herself. Go ahead.

Raye: Oh, so you’re finally going to listen to me? Was this before or after I scorched your favorite blouse?

ImperialGuardain: (#) I decided to be nice. Please don’t test me.

Raye: Right, so I can say exactly what’s bothering me?

ImperialGuardian: (-_-#) Yup.

Raye: No interruptions?

ImperialGuardian: That WAS the plan…

Raye: So you see, Yuan actually—

Rini: (enters) HI RAYE! (runs off)

Raye: I thought you SAID YOU WERE GOING to LET ME SPEAK TODAY?

ImperialGuardian: As I said, that WAS the plan, but you reminded me about why I’m mad at you. So now, Raye will not be appearing this chapter.

Raye: WHAT? ARE YOU SERIOUS?

ImperialGuardian: I can’t help that you pissed me off. That blouse was a gift you know!

Raye: (preparing more fireballs) Wait until they find out that you—

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Chapter 6: Palma Potion

Raye: I hate you.

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LOOKS CAN BE DECEIVING
Chapter 6: Palma Potion

“So you’re out of Palma Potion too?” Serena asked warmly, as the woman behind the counter smiled.

“We’ve been out ever since that festival in honor of Dorr last week. It’s hard to keep up with the general population when they want to party!” she replied.

“Okay, thank you,” Colette finished for Serena, as the group left the winery, and sighed.

“That was a bust,” Lloyd sighed.

“There’s always next door,” Genis suggested.

“Sounds good to me,” Serena cheered. Kratos and Raine came to them.

“I assume the winery was out of Palma Potion,” Raine said, looking at Serena with caution. Serena nodded.

“Genis suggested looking next door,” Colette announced.

“Then let us look next door,” Kratos grumbled, moving ahead of the group and going for the door.

“That’s the spirit Kratos!” Serena cheered, catching up with him. As she strode in next to him, he sensed it. That aura that had been captured by the magic lens only a short while before. She was powerful, and she, like himself, did a good job of hiding it. He smiled, as Serena returned his smile with one of her own.

“Did I just see Kratos smiling?” Lloyd asked.

“Yeah, and there’s some long-haired perverted redhead of a man who’s really the Chosen of Mana,” Genis said sarcastically. Raine struck him upside the head. “Ow!”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Colette is clearly the Chosen of Mana!” Raine said angrily.

“I don’t think he was serious professor,” Colette said warmly.

“No Colette, but it’s rude to say things like that,” Raine said softly.

“Oh, okay!” Colette said, as she spun around.

“That was weird,” Lloyd thought. “Oh no! Don’t leave me!”

Kratos and Serena had entered the store first, and behind them came the others, leaving Lloyd alone outside. He ran into the shop shortly after that.

“No one in their right mind would sell anything to you at a price that low!” a girl cried upon their entry. Serena watched the men in a soldier’s uniform all gather their cold stares. Serena didn’t like that look.

“You either sell us the goods or face death at the hands of Lord Magnius,” one soldier said calmly. Serena was about to protest, but Kratos took a firm grip on her hand, as she silenced herself. This was not the time, apparently, to play the hero. She noted that Lloyd, Genis, and Colette all quickly turned their heads away from the men, who were still having a stare down with the girl at the counter.

“I’m not afraid of you! General Dorr will protect us!” the girl replied.

“Dorr? Dorr can’t protect you against Lord Magnius, death quota or not!” the soldier laughed. “Depending on his mood when we tell him of this, you can either live until next month or die tomorrow.”

The soldiers all laughed, leaving promptly with Serena’s eyes following them out. She did not like those men. She didn’t like them one bit.

“Sorry that you all had to see that,” the girl apologized. A woman came down from upstairs, a furious look on her face.

“What have you done Chocolat?”

“But Mom, they were trying to rip us off!” Chocolat, the girl, proclaimed.

“You mustn’t pick a fight with the Desians. If you do, they will kill you,” the woman, her mother, scolded.

“Grandma would have picked a fight with them! She would have told them off!” Chocolat cried.

“Don’t you bring your grandmother into this.”

“Why can’t we stand up for ourselves? Dorr will protect us!” Chocolat screamed now, running up the stairs of the shop.

“Chocolat!” the woman cried after her, and sighed. She looked back to the dumbstruck group, a sorrowful and apologetic look on her face. “I’m so sorry you had to see that, but Chocolat has a short temper sometimes. I’m Cocoa, and I’m the current owner of my mother’s shop.”

“It’s a beautiful shop,” Raine commented. “We were wondering if you had any Palma Potion.”

“We’re the only shop that carries an annual supply!” the woman, Cocoa, said proudly…

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“This is beautiful!” Lita exclaimed, looking at herself in the mirror. Before her was an elegant white gown with green and red trims, fit with slits in the back, although she wasn’t too sure why. The dress itself was nothing fancy, but the green collar was like a diamond shape, with two smaller diamond shapes cut out of the front and back (A/N: I guess it’s more like a W shape). She spun once in the outfit, content to the point of giggles. The choker and crystal she had yet to be removed, seemed to be fit for the dress (A/N: or the dress better fit for them).

“Thank you,” the angel who had tailored the outfit droned. “Lord Yggdrasill was hoping you would approve.”

Lita smiled.

“I couldn’t approve more…”

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“I can’t believe this,” Darien said, looking down from the top of the mountain. “I crashed up on top of there.”

“At least you don’t have an image to uphold,” Zelos sighed. “You best not ruin my rep with my sweet, gorgeous hunnies.”

“Someone kill me,” Darien muttered, as the message pulled through to him. He spoke to Zelos now. “Wait a minute! I have an image to uphold as well. It’s already bad enough that I GOT kidnapped! My princess will be worried sick about me if I don’t find a way back to Earth.”

“Oh, really?” Zelos asked slyly. “And what are you? The knight that can’t have the engaged princess?”

“For starters, I’m not a knight, I’m a prince,” Darien said, as Zelos stopped in his tracks. “Two, you are right, she is engaged. Three, she’s my fiancé!”

“Oh, so you’re not single then?” Zelos asked. “All the better for me!”

“Were you even listening?” Darien asked.

“Oh yes. You’re a prince who got separated from his princess, and now you’re here with me because you can’t fly a rheaird to save your life.”

“That’s not why I’m here! Didn’t you get the message?”

“It would appear that YOU don’t know why you’re here Darien,” Zelos said, as they started walking away from the summit. “Seriously, you were just rescued by the Renegades, and knowing how they operate, you probably don’t even know where you are. So let me ask you a question: why do you think they sent you to me?”

“You work with them?” Darien asked.

“In the flourishing world, everyone works with the Renegades. So yes, you’re not as stupid as you look. Anyhow, that’s not the answer to the question.”

“Then what is?” Darien demanded.

“Touchy, touchy. That’s the kind of emotion that gets you into trouble,” Zelos replied. “Over here you’re nobody without identification papers. You could be killed for even raising your voice to me.”

“Who are you?” Darien asked.

“I’m going to be who keeps you alive until we find a way to send you home. No one questions me. Not even the King. You’re in safe hands as long as you do what I say.”

“Somehow, this is beginning to look worse than being in that cell,” Darien thought. “Serena, wherever you are, please stay safe…”

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Author’s Note

See? I hold true to my word, but don’t you worry, we’ll see her again next chapter. Later!

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Look at me! I can twirl a cane! WHEE!
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