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myOtaku.com: Sage of Magic
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Sunday, August 13, 2006
I shouldn't be on right now cuz I got a pile of work, but I'm going to write as much as I can before I get caught :P So I might have to do this in parts and I might have to post the rest later and stuff -_-" Just work with the stressed out girl right now, okay? I just wanna ram my head into a wall I'm so stressed. sigh
~Chapter 4?~
Alicia allowed herself to be blindly dragged down the maze of hallways, her eyes still not fully adjusted to the dimness of before. Lenare's grip was firm around her wrist and she could feel the sharp tips of his claws slightly digging into her skin through her sleeves. She tried to get a good look at his face, but his features remained shrowded in the dark.
It was a good fifteen minutes before his pace slowed down to a casual walk, stopping in front of a much smaller door bearing the same designs as the King's. Lenare opened it slowly and peered in before pushing Alicia inside and closing the door. Immediatly the room came to life, the ceiling turning from a dark and dreary night sky to a calm and beautiful sunset giving the room just enough light to see in.
Alicia quickly scanned the new room. To her, it was though a series of tornadoes had stormed through, papers littered the floor as well as shirts and other various items. It was slightly smaller than the kings and held two windows, a closet and bathroom entrance on one wall of the room.
Lenare immediatly began to pick up the items along the floor and push them into any available area he could find.
"I take it this is your room?" Alicia inquired.
"Yes, milady," his voice dripping with resentment.
"Kinda big for a servent's room, I was expecting something smaller," she said nonchalantly.
Lenare stopped cleaning and glared daggers at her. "That's because this isn't a servent's room. Just because I am a vassel of the King doesn't mean that I am a mere servent. My rank is far higher than yours will ever be." And with that he resumed his cleaning.
"My, you're touchy."
Alicia recieved no responce. Lenare scurried over to an armoire and began digging through it. He pulled out a large, old quilt that looked as though it had been ripped apart and sewn together several times and tossed it over a chair surrounded by piles of junk.
"Is that where I'm sleeping?" Alicia stared at the ratted quilt.
"No, you get the bed. Lord Katoh asked that you be made comfortable. Besides, you need to be well rested for learning magic, especially since humans are such fragile creatures." He resumed cleaning up, although failing miserabley as he only made bigger piles of junk in the corners of the room.
"Oh really," Alicia decided to play along," and how are we humans so fragile?" She found it rather fun watching him get so flustered with her questions.
He sighed heavily. Alicia's whole manner had a way of digging under his skin and staying there. It all seemed like one huge test on his patience."Do you know who truely built the great pyramids?" he questioned politely.
"Egyptian people?" Alicia failed to see the point of this. Perhaps he was going to attempt to play at her game?
"No," he answered shortly. "Our people did. Why do you think they drew art of creatures with bird heads? We are stronger than you and far more advanced in technology. We learned before you how to use magical energy instead of wasting away the environment. That's how these hallways work. The only problem is that we need a constant supply. That's another duty of yours now." He continued placing things on top of random, unsteady piles.
"If you're so advanced, then I guess you know of a way to stop that pile of yours from falling over?" Alicia stated casually watching the tower of things sway slightly.
Lenare frantically grasped his now toppling tower which crashed soundly on top of his head, leaving the now almost clean floor covered in a new wave of trash. He sent her a glare before kicking his new mess aside and heading towards the armoir again. Alicia curiously peered under his shoulder. The whole armoir was full of similar, long sleeved clothing.
"Not much of a wardrobe you have there," Alicia pointed out.
"Ignore her, ignore her, ignore her...," Lenare chanted in his mind." She's not here, she's not here, she's not..." A crash echoed across the room. Lenare clenched his fists and slowly turned. Another pile of junk had fallen over and Alicia lay akwardly in the middle of it, holding a small sketch book soundly in her hand. She looked shaken up.
"Please don't go through my stuff," he sighed as he took back the sketch book and placed it upon another pile. He went back to the armoir and grabbed a few articles of clothing then headed towards the linked bathroom. "Why don't you go to sleep, milady? It should be about two in the morning. There was a clock somewhere...," he muttered before going in.
Alicia sat on the bed. Despite its messy appearance it was quite comfortable. It felt like she was floating on a cloud. She looked up at the simple canopy cloth that hung over it. "His room would probably be a lot nicer if he took more care of it and cleaned it every so often," she thought silently.
He came out wearing an outfit similar to his first, except that it lacked the designs, was looser, and obviously made of a lighter fabric. His hair was untied and came down in waves around his face. Immeadiatly the ceiling faded to night.
"Why aren't you sleeping?"
"You expect me to sleep in my clothes? I'm wearing a long skirt, it'll wrinkle," she stated blandly.
Lenare sighed again. "Does she have to have an arguement for everything?" he thought. "You can go through my closet, but I'm afraid I don't own any women's clothing."
"Really? I thought you would," she remarked sarcastically as she looked through his stuff. Lenare curled uncomfortably into the chair, his head resting on the armrest and his body facing away from her and the bed. He covered himself under the quilt.
Alicia's eyes landed upon a dark blue outfit with gold, very loose but a great deal smaller than the rest of his clothes hidden way in the back. She guessed by its size he hadn't worn it in a while. Taking it to the bathroom with her she quietly changed into it.
Unlike his room, the bathroom was very well kept and clean, supporting a shower and bath with two sinks all of white marble.
She walked over to his bed and laid down. She waited silently, her eyes on Lenare before she was sure he was asleep by the rhythmatic fall of his chest and then sat up. While her body begged for rest, her mind ran through the last few hours over and over again. She was now to share a room with what ever this guy was, learn magic, live here in a palace...it was all too much at once for her.
She sat there fingering the sleeves of Lenare's outfit. The fabric was very soft and smooth. She stared calmly out the window until fatigue finally over came her and she fell soundly asleep upon a floating cloud in a sea of darkness.
~end chapter 4~
Or, at least I think this is chapter four. Man, I'm exhausted. I'll try to get another one up next weekend. Please forgive me if I don't visit you for a while. I'm so busy. I had a breakdown a few hours ago. Stress is evil. Evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil. But I got some art done. I'll post in a few weeks -_-"
videogame fact o the day: I thought it'd be nice for a change of pace so here's something from Final Fantasy. To this day 63 million units of the game have been sold world wide. Big game. Too bad all I own is nintendo consoles so I can't play it. Well, I could, but it wouldn't be the final fantasy everyone's into with Cloud and all those ppl with the pretty hair you just wanna stroke all day. *grabs that Sepheroph dude and strokes his hair* So soft XD
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