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 Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 7:31 pm
A much lower and more restricted floor within the depths of the library. Down here light lacks despite the other oddly bright-lit floors of the deep built library. This floor carries with it a different appearance. It only contains a few shelves lining only the east and west walls, all of them containing only the most relevant scriptures and documents of the most legendary mythical creatures, magical beasts, and various magical tomes that go into incredible and near-impossible to understand detail of spells and complicated rituals that involve sealing or taming, or just getting near beasts. It seems like a heavily beast-themed floor, the entirety of the floor itself completely bare of anything but large space, including the high set ceiling, making this space big enough for even a large dragon to roam freely.
This floor has only been accessed in recent times by one source, seemingly Friday and Abel, borrowed for Friday's healing process. It is a heavily guarded area, complete with intricate trap spells meant to convince you to turn back, leave the area, or alert its main guard, the large great dragon that is known to roam the deep areas of library island, a deal struck between Abel and the dragon concerning Friday's greater dragon status. And so the dragon has agreed to protect the healing girl until she's okay again, if she is okay again, as long as they take their leave quietly (and if Abel brings some good food to run on for the dragon every once in a while).
In the middle of the largely empty floor, there is a glowing dome of a black transparent barrier. If you approached it, you would see inside of it, just barely levitating maybe a foot off the floor, the out cold body of Friday Hunter, also known as Tempus, the Keeper of Time, as she spends her time down here on this floor to recuperate from her most recent loss on the floor of B-1. Just be warned, to approach and mess with this barrier, could be the last thing you do if you get too curious.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 9:17 pm
It took time to get down here, as well as attract teh dragon and meet with it. Placing Friday on the floor, Abel raised his paws into the air as a sign of being no danger to the dragon, before kneeling down, showing the beast some respect. Abel, aside from his intelligence acquired from the side-effects of being around his master, also acquired a great respect in dealing with the reptilian race. Speaking no human tongue out loud, he communicated with the large dragon, seeking the beast's aide. All he wanted was protection. To leave his master here to begin her healing process, whether in vain or not, before it was really too late. Of course he would provide payment, or something in return for aide. Whether it be to hunt for the dragon, or just leave him be most of the time. Things Abel didn't mind doing as long as it ensured the safety. He could easily set traps and protection on the floor, as well as Friday's own innate magic being an automatic defense mechanism, but the dragon was a good intimidation defense to keep them away so they wouldn't intrude on the floor in the first place.
Abel picked Friday up once the agreement was made, and the dragon created the immense gusts of wind across the floor before leaving through a large hold at the edge of the ceiling. He brought Friday into the middle of the floor, carefully placing her on her back onto the floor and stepping back. His form shifted back into his regular wolf form as his marking on his shoulder glowed, energy seeping out of it and into Friday's stone. He sat and watched the process begin.
Friday's small body began building a wind-like energy around it, sparking with blue electricity around her body like a protective cocoon as she was lifted about a foot off the ground. A black energy sparked on the ground and circled Friday in a wide circle on the ground, glowing before slowly, a dome of energy rose, a barrier being built around the girl, encasing her in a large space. The entire space within the black transparent dome had the blue electricity flowing through the air, which would make it unsafe for anyone uninvited within to trespass the barrier to get to Friday. Still unconscious, a spiritual aura built up around Friday as her energy filled the entire floor. It probably sent a residual feeling through the floors above and below, but it wasn't anything harmful. It was just powerful. The aura around Friday took the faint form of her dragon form, the black large dragon surrounded Friday, a part of her, it was her, looking as if it were in an endless slumber, fierce red eyes closed and hidden from the world as the spell completed.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 8:52 am
Abel huffed as he looked around. With the dragon in the area, it seemed safe enough. Nodding, the wolf left the area, heading out back to campus slowly.
Friday was left, both her human body and the spirit-like vision of her dragon form, floating within the healing barrier. Now the only question was, if she would make it or not.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 9:48 am
   Tempus slept on. It was hard to tell if she was okay or not. Her power was never meant to be ripped away from her like that, and with the death of Curator, that wasn't helping how upset she had been before getting knocked out. You could actually carefully tell how okay she was. The thin circle of electricity on the floor around the barrier pulsed gently, but faintly. it was like a heart monitor, but it didn't monitor her heart, but her whole being, everything functioning within her. The human body floated in its place in the middle of the barrier, eyes closed in what could almost look like a peaceful sleep, if it weren't for the occasional twitch, or grimace. Her rest was mixed with pain as well it seemed, which was a bad sign her healing wasn't going as well as it should have been.
Her mind was still working. Even in her static state, it was like she was dreaming. It was showing in the transparent Tempus as well, the black dragon form's tail sparking from time to time, or wings flexing. Envisioning everything. At least, everything she could still remember. Some of the timelines she'd visited, meeting Abel and saving the wolf from the death that cursed amulet cross on his collar would have caused without even meaning to...Curator. Curator too. Curator, had been a friend to Tempus before she became Tempus. When she was just a mere dragon in the world of the living. When Curator was a mere dragon as well, they were good friends, had each other's backs a lot. The closeness, that was why when Tempus was chosen, and made into the Keeper of Time...Curator was reborn as well, and made into her guardian, charged with the official duty by the gods themselves to keep Tempus safe.
Curator did its job, right? Kept Tempus safe at the cost of a life. It hurt, knowing that Curator was dead, again. And this time couldn't come back. Well, maybe. But Tempus had to find the rest of her memories first, she had to escape this timeline and get back to her inter-dimension again. This place...it was all wrong. There were a lot of things going on that Tempus knew, she knew wasn't supposed to be happening. She couldn't rush. Even if she was thrown here by Hermes, she ended up getting thrown into a potential time bomb of a campus.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 11:05 am
Friday's body tenses, muscles reacting every once in a while to her attempted healing. It just...wasn't going well at all. This body, it was weak. What she had expelled, all at once, and what Hermes had done to her, it wasn't meant to go through that. That was why she had attempted to transform before doing any of it, but that Knives girl, she had screwed it up. And interrupting the transformation had injured Friday further as well. If she lost contact with her dragon form, that would bode a much worse problem than even the predicament right now.
Abel arrived, in his were-form as he tossed some carcasses on the floor. He frowned, watching Friday helplessly squirm in her protective dome. Dammit...he still beat himself up over not being there to know she was in danger. There was a rumbling as the actual temporary guard of this spot flew in.
The large dragon huffed, landing with a shaking thud onto the empty floor as he sniffed at the things Abel had brought with a bit of struggle, and then seemed satisfied with it as he grabbed them within his jowls and stepped to the edge of the floor. He preferred live prey really, if any at all, but he was fine with whatever Abel could bring, since it was the wolf's payment for the dragon's services. Once he was finished, he moved back to where Friday and Abel were, sticking his snout rather close to the dome as he stared at the floating girl within. Hm...there was something..rather unsettling for the dragon, to be watching such a higher status dragon barely living within this barrier. Despite her human disguise, he was still aware that a fellow dragon was clinging to life in there.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 9:25 pm
 Noah Monterio
The Dragon Fist NOAH'S POV Five minutes into a corridor that was completely foreign to me, especially after I lived her for about a year or two, and I was really getting sick and tired of it. The first thing I noticed while trying to "greet" my room mate, was that there was a faint beacon attracting me here. The second thing that I noticed, and irritated the hell out of me, was the many traps here. The place had traps that I had to worry about! I freaking have high regenerative system, and I'm worried about getting my arse torched by one of those traps. But my curiosity of what this floor had was killing me, not only that, but there was a surge of mana that I was sensing down there. It was faint, but I could sense it. Whoever it is, he or shed needed help right away. I took a deep breath, the hallway that would lead me to the other room was charred and impaled with various of phantasmic weapons. If this was something like I've seen in other rooms then there should be a pathway without activating those traps... I looked around from left to right...wait...what's that? I looked up at the ceiling and saw a intricate ruin above me, a mana glyph. With an athletic leap I touched the rune and watched as it glowed a bit before slowly shimmering away...
Tick...
Tock...
Tick...
Tock...
A timer? For what? Was there something I needed to do before the time runs out? I didn't want to waste this opportunity and quickly rushed through...the traps didn't activate at this time. I sprinted through the hall, the timer was the time that wouldn't activate the trap, and when the ticking stops, it reactivates. I gotta hurry before- Oh Christ, please don't tell me that's a dragon. Yup that's a dragon...and it looked freaking pissed.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 9:27 pm
 The dragon turned its head as someone made it to teh floor. Growling, it cause Abel to turn as well, the werewolf snarling as his nails glinted. Intruders, here? Now why...The dragon growled louder, as if warding Noah and whoever else was coming off, before either beast moved to do anything. He would have just jumped Noah, but something about watching Friday, it was kept a tiny bit more rational. It was merely trying to intimidate Noah away.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 9:34 pm
 Takahata was close behind Noah as various traps went off around them. In a blinding flash all the traps broke, and feel to the ground. As Takahata walked so at ease he gently took out his pack of smokes, and lit his smoke as more well placed traps went off destroyed one by one. As he made his way to Noah he stared off into the distance, and stared at Noah "Hey um. Since has there been a dragon this far down here?" He knew of the other dragon by a old friend of his, but that was another story as of now. Takahata stared at the barrier around the dragon, and just had a faint smile on his face. He knew dragons were smart, and only acted with agression if aggitated. Takahata slowly walked close to the barrier with his hands open not close or near his pockets.
He paused a great distance from the barrier to allow the dragon tohave time to see him as he stood still allowing the dragon to see him very well. "I know you can understand me great beast. My friend Noah, and I mean no harm" After he spoke he sat himself down to where he stood showing he was not going to force himself closer to invade the dragons barrier space or break it down even though he could with ease. He wanted the dragon's trust, and dealing with it with reason was easier then fighting with hostility. After all Takahata was a man of peace, and only a legend due to him defending himself if needed. Takahata took out his smoke from his mouth, and tossed it far behind him in case the Dragon did not like the smell of his smokes.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 9:39 pm
Noah Monterio
The Dragon Fist NOAH'S POV There are times where I freaking love Takahata, and this was one of them. Leave it to the four-eyed god-mod to ease a dragon up. I didn't want to sit down...but instead, I kneeled in a seiza, with my fists on my lap as I looked up at the dragon with nothing but respect. I may have a dragon sealed in me, and slated a dragon a few hundred years ago, but I wasn't stupid or cocky enough to challenge a dragon. Not only that, but it's been a few hundred years since I laid eyes on a dragon again, and it was just overwhelming me; with fear, admiration, and understanding coursing through my head. The spirit of the dragon roared in me to follow my guts and do what I was doing.
"Dragon of Powerful Nature, my friend means the truth, we mean you no harm."
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 9:40 pm
The dragon stopped, looking at Takahata. Seemingly, it could recognize the man. Mostly from the association with the one who usually used this dragon. But that was a story for another time, perhaps when that said other man chose to make himself known someday.
"It's not the dragon you have to convince." Came the rough voice from Abel. The were-looking wolf stepped forward, putting himself clearly between the floating girl within the barrier behind him, and the two intruders. "What business do you have down here?" He asked in a threatened growl. He was protective of his master, what could you say? Still, he was looking to be convinced that his master was in no danger because of these men traveling down here.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 9:44 pm
Noah Monterio
The Dragon Fist NOAH'S POV "To answer your question, I live down here, so naturally when I sensed mana leaking out I knew that something was up," I began, still kneeling in a seize, as I looked at the anthropomorphic wolf. I don't know who he is or what, but a beast that talks is something that I shouldn't take likely of. I don't hold my Brazilian beliefs strong as I used to, but I still have some respect for any animal that can talk. Especially this one. "Man or beast, whatever you are, my friend and I have said this once and I'll say it again, we mean you no harm. we just want to know what's going on."
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 9:49 pm
Takahata stared at the wolf, and smiled lighty to it. He did not seem scared at all not beacuse of his reputation, but as if he has enountered something like this wolf before. As he smiled he lowered his head in respect to his new guest in front of him "Forgive me for saying this, but with the power your friend was letting off anyone with a basic sense could have easily picked up on this. I know it was not on purpose, but based on the look on your friend they are not in the best of shape are they?". As he rasied he his head he looked right into the wolf's eyes without blinking. "Your eyes alone like another set of eyes I seen one in the same tell me why your here. The dragon is doing it's best to recover on it's own, but has had very little if no gained from the time here. You do your best to guard the dragon well, but with the elegant beast in such bad shape you worry someone with ill cause will soon come to harm them. You do not trust us, and that I can understand very well indeed. Still if we meant you harm we would not be going though all this trouble of trying to reach peace with you would we?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 9:57 pm
That left Abel to turn to Takahata, the next one to speak. He kept quiet, eyes gazing back at the man's with about as much fear or cautiousness as Takahata had. Which was to say, none at all. He huffed, his light movement causing the cursed cross on his collar to move some. "You would be surprised how many despicable men can lure you into comfort, then rip you anew soon afterwards because they were after something." He said, though with the lowering of his hackles, he either didn't care if they were here to cause harm anymore, or he believed them.
He looked at Noah. "You have my apologies, my master and I encroached on your home, but I had no where else to place her that was isolated enough and reachable. I was merely seeking a safe spot to allow her recovery." He still hadn't explained just who she was. Looking into the dark barrier there wasn't much to assume from the floating body of a small frail looking girl, but looks could be deceiving. Especially when the transparent ghostly appearance of her true dragon form was curled around her physical body. "As this man here said. I'm protecting her. Since, I could not prevent what happened to her."
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 10:06 pm
Noah Monterio
The Dragon Fist NOAH'S POV "It's no problem, in fact, I didn't even knew that this room existed until I sensed the leaking mana." Good, looks like I got him to get to trust me. Now I have to worry what the beast was trying to protect. Once the dragon left I felt an immense wave of mana choking me. This person didn't need help. She needed critical care, right now. I slowly looked up at what it was trying to protect, and I couldn't help but to feel...shock. A small girl...was generating this much mana!?
Wait a minute...what's that around her? I looked...and gasped again. A dragon...she's also another true blooded draco. I felt my heart swell, I may be human, but to see two dragons today was just...wow. But something was up. Why was she oozing out this much mana? "Prevent what happened to her?" I repeated with confusion laced in my question. I...I didn't understand why, what caused her so much pain and suffering for her to be like...this?
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 10:06 pm
Takahata slowly opened his coat to show a pouch he had inside. It was a black leather pouch that was tied together with a string. he slowly tugged it out as it feel in front of his lap "This is a remedy from a young man I know who is a decendant of a warrior tribe known as nature speakers. They communicate with nature itself, and draw its power within though their spiritual guardians. This is a mix from a leaf that grows in their home that is very common with longevity trees from chinese myth. This can help greatly restore energy within, and also has his own energy to boost its effects" . As the pouch laid in front of him he picked it up ready to open it "If I must I will even use it on myself to prove it is safe. Still even if I use alittle of it that will rob the help I am offering to your friend". in the end it was up to the beast to make the call "I just want to help since that is how I was rasied by my own master who I lost so long ago" .
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