[Puck] Kira's Training

She stared up at the false night sky through the gaps in the trees, laying on her back in the grass. It was hard to believe she was actually indoors. The sky above her glittered and twinkled at her with pseudo light that seemed as far away as the real night sky. Somehow the Dome even produced its own wind when in the Gardens area of it. She spent her time now soaking in the surreal feeling of her surroundings.

To think she had been lost and hunted before now—Not that she wasn’t still hunted after. The dark lords were still seeking herself and her knights. The only thing that was different was that she was now sheltered and hidden from her enemies by the Dome.

Yet this did nothing to put her at ease.

The rest of her knights were still lost in the world of Sekin. She was glad to have at least Kai and Leita with her now, but Khaz, Rontu, and Ren were still lost. Their whereabouts completely unknown. Adrien said that Lilith was interfering with the Dome’s ability to find their location. That enough was frightening to think of. That the woman had enough power to confuse something as great as the Dome, which seemed like its own entity. Massive and filled with so many secrets. She was lucky to have found this place at all.

Again, this was all thanks to her chance encounter with Adrien.


She and Kai finally entered the next city. It was in the dark of the evening by the time they reached it. The two of them had been walking for days, camping in the wilderness along their road. The rock slide in the Spirit Mountains had split her group and scattered them it had seemed. Kai had not been able to locate their minds or auras either. This was to their great confusion. Normally, Kai had no problem in doing so. At the point of their separation, they shouldn’t have been too far from each other for Kai’s mind to reach theirs.

So they had little clues as to which direction they should start their search. Kira had been certain though, that they would head south for Ranelu. It was simply suicide to head north into Delusuu—their intended destination before the rock slide. It was enemy territory, so to speak. So it would make more sense to regroup in Ranelu. She trusted her companions to know enough to find the direction of south.

They had also decided to first try looking in the city of Kanet. Built upon a great plateau the rose out of the plains of Ranelu. It had immense white marble walls reaching out to the blue sky above and surrounding the perimeter of the plateau. They hiked up the great steps the brought them up to the city’s level. They had stopped there on their way to Delusuu, so she trusted her friends would remember it as well, and it was so large that it made quite the land marker. Hopefully, they would think to make this their regrouping point. She hoped that if they came that Kai would notice their auras and minds. Though, there was the lingering mystery as to why he could not before.

That weighed like a rock in her gut.

What made this more difficult was that they had no money. Kira had been living in Hyrule so long she no longer had any currency that would be worth something in Sekin. They stepped into a pub together, just to have somewhere they could sit and rest. Pulling up some chairs around a table, they set their packs down on the floor next to them.

Kira did have some connections in Kanet. She had been part of their would-be group of spies for their army back in the day. It seemed like another life, though it had only been years. In truth, it had been difficult to come back to Sekin. Because she had went to Hyrule to run away from it. This world was one that was filled with memories of Tarrowco. His name was like a blow to the chest. Like having the wind knocked out of her. It got a little easier each time—to even think his name in her mind. Before, that had been nearly impossible.

She felt like an entirely different person now than the last time she had been there. Really, it felt like her past self had died with Tarrowco that day. The day the war ended.

And of course, Kai knew. He watched her with his careful black eyes as they ventured back into Sekin. Just as they watched her perceptively now, as she struggled to find her breath for a moment. Yet, he said nothing, of course. His gaze already comforting in its own way. He was always watching after her.

It happened when she left the pub and Kai behind, to see if she could remember where the commander she had known during the war lived. Her gaze traced over the streets, though she wished there were more trees around. She could have asked one of them for directions. It was the time of night that the streets were dark and barren. Yet she wandered through them confidently. The drow city of Delu had been much more fearsome than any city of Ranelu could be—no matter how big it was.

It had startled her when the tall man seemed to suddenly appear next to her, walking as if he were merely passing her up in a busy street. However, the street was empty and he was walking entirely too close to her. It had also been starling because she—the half elf with wood elf ears—had not heard him approaching.

He smiled with gentle contentment and any concerns about his nature seemed to fly right out of her mind at seeing the peace that was in his strange hazel eyes.

“Are you lost?” he asked.

Kira stared, the whole situation making words hard to find. She only kept walking out of confusion and habit. Still, she found it hard to tell this stranger that she wasn’t lost. She stared directly at him for a long time as a strange sensation came over her. It was the feeling that one had done this before. Been in this exact time and place, saw and heard the same things, and spoke the same words. So the words that flowed from her mouth seemed to have little to do with reason or logic, but some sort of script she had once memorized and yet was only now starting to remember the lines to.

“Yes.”

The man stared at her for a moment longer, still smiling.

“Follow me then.”

And she did—against all reason.

Kira followed her perfect stranger to an abandon square in an intersection of streets. There was a lone fountain spewing water in the center. Though—more shockingly—great arching double doors stood in front of it. There was nothing supporting them in the air, being ten feet tall and pure white. Yet, as the moon light touched the surface the doors gleamed with a mother of pearl sheen. He led her to these doors and stood in front of them.

OoC: Thar! Completed, and I’m more of just using Adrien as plot device to get her to the Dome.

OOC: Lufferly, as to be expected. Nothing really that I have to say as to how to change it. Your character's teacher is going to be Raziel, as I feel the conflict in persona between them will be good character development potential. :3

Anyway, we are going to go through the essentials of a roleplay post, so lets get this started!

Assignment #1


Go up the stairs and through the door, having your character chase after her teacher. She will enter a futuristic/cyberpunk city, eventually finding a bright red building, and see him pass through the window of its upper floor. She needs to try to enter through the front doors.

The purpose of this assignment, will be Setting, and thus your writing needs to focus primarily upon depicting what your character passes through, how it changes, and most importantly how it characterizes the mood of the scene. Please have a minimal amount of dialouge, thought, or interaction with other characters in a significant manner.

BIC:
The harsh crack of wind against feather broke the silence of the garden, a shadowy silhouette soared soundlessly with wings outstretched over a nearby hedge, his feet gracing the leaves that reached skyward and broke the rigid conformity of shape with a bright rustle. Silken strands of raven matched the feathers, dancing with the turbulence their brethren crafted to carry their owner the short way to land nearly atop the woman, his feet placed lightly just away from the sides of her head, heavy boots resting just against the tips of the verdant blades she crushed underneath herself.

"You'll never find the others laying there!" Raziel took to the air once again, his downdraft flying fully in the face of Kira, soaring high into the fake sky until he disappeared from her sight.

Behind her, the "stars" seemed to move in their places, coming closer and closer to the elfin woman, forming a stairwell that led to an open doorway, this too composed of twinkling lights.

She had stared only momentarily with wide eyes when Raziel had dropped out of the sky and nearly on her. An annoyed grimace graced her face shortly, even before he spoke and took off again into the sky. The gust of wind blew in her face when he took off, and for a moment she considered giving the man’s wings a little more help with that air. That was such a waste of energy for something so petty though, so she didn’t.

Raziel.

Her teacher.

It was part of being in the Dome to have a teacher.

She usually didn’t like to make a judgment on a person before giving them and their actions and behaviors a more careful evaluation and more time … but Kira hadn’t liked him from the start. She wasn’t even sure why. She had come to trust her instincts though. Adrien called it a certain kind of intuition. Hers told her things about people. She had always been told she was an excellent judge of character.

It wasn’t really his bluntness. That was actually something she could respect about him—it would help if it didn’t seem like it he was going out of his way to be cruel though. Kira had known herself to be an extremely honest and blunt person as well, but it just seemed at times like he was almost trying to be intentionally rude.

And it wasn’t his lack of speech. She had spent her time training with Sheikahs. It didn’t get more quiet than that, and Kai wasn’t exactly verbose and she loved him to death. Kai himself came off as a cold and unemotional man. So did Raziel, but there was a strange difference she could sense in them. She was also used to Rontu’s cold abrasiveness. There was something about Raziel that rubbed her the wrong way. It made her uncomfortable in the same way that Khaz made her uncomfortable sometimes.

Something about Raziel made her sure he had no issues with killing when he had reason. She had the disturbing feeling that whatever he felt justified killing wasn’t the same as it was for her. Kira would rather have Adrien for a teacher.

When she had told Adrien about her feelings on Raziel, he simply laughed and said, “The Dome must have matched the both of you for a reason. There’s something to learn by being with Raziel. I doubt you would learn as much from me.”

She could be open to that. She didn’t really question the Dome’s discussions. It must have a purpose. She just couldn’t see it yet. Yet it didn’t stop her from grimacing and thinking petty thoughts of sabotage. And how exactly would you go about finding them, sensei? Her sarcastic comment only playing through her mind. She had no chance to say it to him and probably wouldn’t anyway. Petty and childish.

And then it seemed space had started twisting. The stars, and then strange staircase and door. She supposed she was supposed to follow her teacher through. It was so odd and even more surreal than before. It was like she was dreaming. Such magic she had never experienced before. Really, what could one tell between dreams and reality anymore?

She got up in a strange daze and stepped up the stairs. She wondered for a moment if such an action was really possible. But her foot did not fall through the step and she continued on until the door, which she pushed open and stepped through blinding starlight. When the light faded, she found herself somewhere completely different.

It seemed she was standing in the mouth of an alley way in some city. However, it was a city unlike anything she had ever seen before. It was night out and dark and yet everything was completely bright. The streets were light up by dozens of signs made of strange bright lights Kira had never seen before. They were almost like stars themselves, only composed of many different colors she had never seen stars glow before. They spelled out words and symbols and pictures it seemed. Most of which Kira did not understand. The buildings in this city were simply massive. They reached farther up in the sky than even the great walls of Kanet did. Everything was shiny and polished metals, mirrors, and glass. All of the great towering buildings mirroed each other and the people and things that passed by.

It was all strange and disorienting.

What was worse was the noise and activity of the city. If Kira had ever thought Kanet to be busy, loud, or bustling, it was nothing compared to this. Strange shiny, metal things sped through the streets, making odd beeping noises at each other. Reflections of herself flashed as they rode by her. It seemed these were devices which were driven by people inside of them. These had lights on the ends of them as well. The people inside often yelled out the widows of these metal things at each other, shouting rude comments as they passed. Their metal horses sped and only seemed to veer just barely from cashing into another or a person crossing the street. More noise that seemed to resemble some strange kind of music boomed from their metal carriages as they passed.

All the noise was distracting. It was horrible. She had never experienced anything like this before. How could these people live like this, with all this noise pounding and blaring in their ears all the time? Of course, perhaps their hearing wasn’t like hers, but all of this made her head tense, her face tightened as it was all starting to make her head hurt.

The sidewalks were filled with people, which were all giving her strange glances as they passed her, standing there with wide eyes, gaping at this strange world she had stepped into. She supposed it was her clothing. It was very different compared to theirs. More like Raziel’s now that she thought about it more. She supposed she was glad she wasn’t wearing her armor at the moment. Just her tunic and cloth pants and a sword strapped to her back. She was still very out of place.

Kira didn’t know what to do either. How the hell was she supposed to find Raziel in this place? The bastard hadn’t even thought to give her directions or even guide her through it. He had to know she would know nothing about this world, but still he left her behind. Her tracking abilities did her little good either. She couldn’t track people in cities like this one. It was utterly impossible. Firstly, there were no trees to talk to.

She didn’t like just standing there though, gathering attention like she was. She needed to move. So her feet carried her into the crowd and down a random direction. The ground was hard like the cobble stone streets she knew, but smoother like poured and hardened sand. It had cracks too but not as many. All the noise made it hard to think, and the air was absolutely horrid too. Her nose stung, her eyes watered when the metal things rode by and puffed strange smoke, and her lungs contracted. She coughed some as she went. She had never smelled or breathed anything like this before. Kira raced along, not wanting to give the people she passed more time to study her strange attire. She glimpsed her reflections that seemed to come from all around. It not only was disorienting but it continuely reminded her of how she did not belong here. Her reflection among those who did was glaringly obvious.

Her eyes scanned the buildings, the signs, hoping they would somehow give her some clue as to where she was supposed to go. The signs didn’t help any. All their symbols she was unfamiliar with. She couldn’t read their language. Her eyes went to a big red building. It had caught her attention because of the color. Just as she was glancing at it, she saw Raziel’s form passing through a window on a higher level of the building.

She was so excited she dashed out into the street, which instead of being paved with cobble, was covered in the same kind of hardened sand like the sidewalks, to reach the building on the other side. She nearly got hit by the strange metal carriages. They beeped and blared loudly at her as they swerved out of the way. Their lights blinding her vision. Their voices yelling profanities at her. Something about her intelligence being low, it seemed. When she tried to avoid the first car, she almost got hit by a second coming from the other direction. Kira stumbled, twirling madly out of the street and finally reaching the safety of the sidewalk on the other side.

She fell onto the sidewalk, somewhat clumsily out of her panic and stress. The harden sands was grimy, but not like dirt, and it stratched up her hands and tore open her pant leg more severly. This place was just so … so … chaotic! She panted, sitting on her butt in the middle of the sidewalk, gathering more stares again, for the strange behavior and the clothes. Feelign strange on this unusally hard dirt. She coughed more when panting. This air was just too horrible to breathe.

She finally stood, hands, arms, and clothes dirty from the ground. She approached the front doors of the building and attempted to open them.

OOC: Nice job, but a few things I think need to be addressed.

I am unsure, but in the beginning, it seems as if you are switching narrative perspective from present to reflective. If this is so, it is usually best to denote such a break by usage of something, where it be a line of asterisks or a larger spacing.

Additionally, there are very few true breaks in narrative voice. Please go through and add detail to things that are important to the mood of the post, most specifically things that interact with the character to create how she feels in the setting. This scene was chosen specifically so that she would have an adverse emotional reaction to it, and the nuances of how the environment exists are not present.

She is used to a world of stone and earth, and now exists in one of concrete, metal and glass. How is falling in this place different than falling where she is used to? What of the feel of sidewalk under her boots? Seeing her reflection everywhere she looks? Things of that sort.

Good editing!

I am unsure, but in the beginning, it seems as if you are switching narrative perspective from present to reflective. If this is so, it is usually best to denote such a break by usage of something, where it be a line of asterisks or a larger spacing.

It was present reflective, both if you get my meaning ^^ and don't worry I know when to put spaces between them, like I did in my first post, remember?

Anyways, I finally edited. What do you think?