Wing City Lake: Beach

Erika's hand shot out as Talim fell, fumbling in her attempts to catch the other. She quickly moved to crouch next to her and ease her into a less uncomfortable position on her side. She half-heartedly wiped some of the spit up away from Talim's mouth with her bare hand. Her skin had a somewhat unpleasantly slimy texture to them however, Erika had reason to suspect Talim wouldn't mind too much if her savior's hands weren't perfect. "Alright. I'm going to get you all taken care of." she reassured the fallen girl. "Yuki..? I'm going to have to bring this young lady to the hospital, alright? You don't have to come if you don't want to." she explained, simultaneously giving Talim a brief inspection to check for any additional wounds or bruises.

"I'm going to pick you up now. I want you to try leaning on me, okay?" Erika went on as she finished her inspection, easing her arms underneath Talim and lifting her with something of ease. She would shift the other onto her back, leaning forward slightly to make it easy for Talim to rest her weight against her. Her arms were layered underneath Talim's bottom, supporting her weight. "There we go..." she remarked hesitantly, waiting a moment to see if Talim could grip her with her arms or thighs. She'd have to travel a bit slower if she couldn't.

Yuki's ears twitched. Weapons? At the bottom of the lake. Her head turned around to peer into it for several long moments, only to snap back when Erika called out to her. "Huh? Oh yeah, okay!" she said, "I'll just go home and see you next week, okay?" She tugged on her bags straps and gave the pair one last look over, then started on her way. "I'll keep training, promise!" she called as she wandered off.

The girl was rather small so there was no real trouble seemingly lifting her, and though she was lithe in appearance she was still not too heavy. In fact she held on and relaxed gripping and deciding to rest to conserve her strength. Only indication she was alive was her slow shallow breaths as she slumbered seemingly exhausted by all that had occurred and needing now to just relax. Most likely with how fatigued she was, she would likely not wake until gestured too by whoever.

Lilith arrived at Wing City Lake exhausted from her travels, she looked around and spotted a sign. Upon closer inspection she was able to read Wing City: East. She murmured, "so I have ended up here..." after haven taken another glance around she scoffed and stated, "looks too pretty for my liking." With fatigue taking its toll, she made camp and rested beneath the sign. Her hand clasping her sword as she slept.

Erika waited a long moment for the other's response but soon became aware that she was not getting one. The poor thing was tuckered out... She quietly turned and departed with Talim on her back, making a point not to run so as to allow the other to be more comfortable. It was quite a long walk to Wing City Hospital.

Emily stood on the shore line with a camera in hand. the sun was rising over the lake and she wanted to take pictures of it. she thought about the two guys she was chatting with back in gambits a few days ago. she willed herself not to check her phone to see if either of them called, even though she already checked about ten minutes ago. she lifted the camera and snapped a few more photos. her tail swished around behind her and her ears twitched in the light morning breeze.

The sun rose up into the clouds shining purples oranges and yellows into the sky. she lowered the camera and closed her eyes feeling the warm light against her skin. the breeze blew again chilling her legs where her skirt didn't cover. she then, with a deep sigh. took in the sight one last time and then slowly walked backed towards the trail, kicking of sand as she went.

so anyone still play in chat at all or all forum stuff now?

Nissa was just doing her thing in Wing City's Beach, well the thing she always does; Just flying around doing nothing of interest. She hasn't seen that many people at the beach today and she hasn't even done much today either. It was just a quiet day with the most sound being made by the flowing water.

Stinks that there no one who came today and even the few who did didn't talk to me!

Nissa shouted in frustration and disappointment. Because of laziness as well as being an unwise person, she is the kind of person who expects everything to just come to her no questions asked. Nissa sat down by one of the rocks and decided to fall asleep as she was tired of even just flying around.

A girl in a dirty disused hoodie wobbles toward the water from the city center. The screaming of that voice and the rewriting of creation. Then an earthquake that broke both her host's legs. Nearly an hour later she removed her hosts legs from the rebar concrete and put back together. Her host lost a lot of blood she couldn't replace but at least the legs still worked. She'd ran on them nearly 10 miles. Ductu's dusty boots padded up to where a small girl is sleeping. The symbiote's seared mental impulses momentarily considered eating her. A rather rude thing thankfully higher thought won out. She needed water.

Ductu hobbled over to the waterline and cupped at the surface to drink. It gave a strong hissing noise as motes of Ductu annihilated living things inside the host's mouth.

Nissa only slept for several minutes or so. She woken up as soon as she heard faint water splashing breaking the sounds of the mostly flowing water which to her means someone has arrived to beach possibly to tell her more stories about Wing City! Tiredness turns into excitement as she flow over to see this visitor.

Nissa stopped. The visitor was a strange lady in a dark dirty disused hood mostly hiding dirty and bloody clothing; it was a weird thing to see especially mid noon. From what she looked like she would have lots of interesting stories to tell, maybe even about Wing City! Today hasn't been that fun of a day considering not many had came to the beach today and even the few who didn't tell any stories to her. Nissa tried her luck again and made her first move to this figure.

Hey there!

Nissa said in a welcoming tone.

Green glowing eyes with a copper patina for whites looked back at the fairy as Ductu's host had cybernetic implants. Ductu stopped drinking and sat on the wet beach just head of the waterline. Her legs were encrusted brown and Ductu pulled up a pant-leg momentarily to inspect the damage. A moving silty bar like sand dunes occupied a good portion of the shin which grew out in leafy damask patterns where Ductu reinforced around both shattered tibias. Black silt motes which composed Ductu weaved in and around the host even through her skin. It made the host more muscled for her age.

Ductu used cups of water to clean off the dried blood on skin between areas of the lingerie pattern. While the mouth moved and the body followed it wasn't the human host looking at the miniature girl, "Hello, Sylvankind. I see it must be safe here. It is dangerous in wing city right now. If you know my host she is unable to respond I cannot fix her yet."

Yeah, I hear lots of crazy stories about there.

Nissa replies with showing that she agrees, knowing some of those crazy stories she has been told...

Nissa however, never met someone so damaged before now being able to look at the whole body of the hooded figure, sure some have fled to here with bad wounds but never look this defeated before; Nissa would have been more disturbed if she was older and less stupid though. Nissa didn't just see a badly damaged woman but also an epic adventurer who barely made out of deadly world and is now resting waiting to tell her tales to any curious person.

Naturally Nissa wanted to here those tales first and flow to the hooded figure's level to ask her this:

Speaking of stories, Do you have any epic stories to tell?

The fairy was never taught manners or getting to know a person first and all that since she was born in a place that people do visit but never live in or at least live with her.

Ductu laid back on wet sand breathing heavy against her host's powerful need to sleep. If she allowed the host to sleep she knew full well the body wouldn't come back this time. Now that she'd gotten some water Ductu hurriedly pushed it into the host trying to bring up blood pressure. Some of Ductu's color was coming back as she considered what to tell to the Sylvankind so that the host wouldn't fall asleep.

Ductu took one long deep breath as her kind among the subbeings were one of the few that still remembered. She recounted a pale copy of their history, "Of this place I only have ours. Perhaps the Aetherkind Deiyi is listening. Thousands of years ago before the fall of the mage Karsus that killed the God of Magic. But that was not the first plot to murder Aetherkind that thought themselves untouchable. Deep within the multiverse our plane resides a testament that true power lingers. The tampering of Aetherkind of particular interest of the then Emperor commissioned an artificer to change the nature of magical power available to men of his plane. In time he was successful with full backing of rare power belonging to one of few nations of mankind that our plane had ever known. In creating the entropy demiurge it consumed the structure inside planes to create more energy than individuals could muster alone. Its only noxious emission negative energy such that powers the undead. Contained within a plane of its own making deities were truly denied the nation freed of the yoke of their fate. The nation thus prepared to survive the fall of Karsus biding its time in a place denied to Aetherkind and their deities. We were created to ensure the holy necropolis persisted throughout the fall of Karsus without corruption or undead taking over however long the troubles lasted afterward."

Ductu looked out at the lake, "Our Emperor was betrayed by that same artificer with his own vision of the future for his kind. Perhaps we were what he intended to create. The plane's vision of the past was cloudy on the day of such death of knowledge. Time went on ever more but as we changed to meet challenges so did our intellect."

"We ascended one day when Myrkul's Vein was given a locus for its power the largest of our kind. It gave our minds a home in which to reside. Now able to see the fence that protected the plane from aetherkind held firm against our own exit. It took a thousand years for the whole of our kind searching to find a way out and we have. Myrkul forced open a crack into the plane of Genesis where we now build our forces to return and protect humankind from the capricious will of Gods and Aetherkind once more. So we find ourselves unprepared serving a new Emperor of Mankind unwilling to tell us his will as the creature Ifrit Aetundai crawls into this world at wing city. Another Aetherkind or diety willing to reduce this plane to some alien order unfit to Mankind. This is the first city to suffer but not to fall. It is broken but not gone. Now in Genesis the the lesser overbeings of our species pour through the crack to muster a resistance through the crack into our black storm. Myrkul has taken the first initiative in counter to the Fallen Emperor's Dictum in the history of our species. Myrkul chose to give itself Dicta. Myrkul chooses Mankind that capricious deities which limit or seek Mankind's destruction in whole will fall."

With the huge monologue the hooded figure gave about the multiverse and a bit on Wing City, Nissa was naturally mindblown by all of the story she was given, not just the sheer information but what was in all of that made Nissa overjoyed to meet this hooded woman, even if some of it flow over her tiny head, part of her felt that she didn't need anymore information or stories but this multiverse is huge and there's a lot to discover and learn, Such as who is this 'Deiyi' person.

"Wooooooow!" Nissa exclaimed; overwhelmed. "You're a real adventurer! My name is Nissa Rosetta and I'm overjoyed to meet you adventurer! I must know your name!"

Ductu was feeling less tired as the host's blood pressure recovered and stood to her feet with a totter. She didn't need a long stream of knowledge to keep the host's brain from giving up and could afford something more resembling conversation. The thin lips and patina eyes smiled at the small fairy, "Hello Nissa Rosetta of Sylvankind. I suppose it is my purpose to go on adventures though we do not usually take humans. I am a Ductu of Myrkul's Vein. Names are given to us by others."

A right hand grew black then larger as Ductu pushed mass out of the human's skin an onto it instead. Lithe pointed silty-surfaced fingers grab at her host's cheek and shake it lightly, "I don't know the name of the host. Do you happen to recognize her, Nissa?"

Nice to meet you Ductu!

Nissa responded with, trilled to see this adventurer; The fairy smiled even more hearing that she does indeed go on adventures! Though as Ductu asked about her host, Nissa became slightly confused.

Nope, I don't know who you're host is.

Nissa replied as she didn't know what to say though the fairy wouldn't have recognised the hooded woman's host anyway. Nissa afterwards for a second was thinking about what else to talking about so then she asked.

What do you like to do, Ductu?

Ductu made an effort to smile with her host, "It is okay, I will find the host's home eventually. It is good to meet you too, Nissa. Right now I'd like to clean my host's things. The clothes are dirty but everything is still quivering from the earthquake. I guess I could use the water."

Her balance was quite good but the ground was indeed rioting even at this distance. Ductu kept her feet as hips jostled up and down. Growls came from Ductu's stomach she hadn't fed the host a day, "Do you know where there is food? Jinhai provide food for us but there are none near here. The Jinhai in the city say it may be unsafe to be near water but my host needs clean water and the city's sources are poisoned."

She looks with patina cybernetic eyes around the beach in both directions, "Though, I think we should find somewhere more comfortable."