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Who: Emil Castagnier and Rita Mordio
Where: Belkend
When: Two weeks or so after the collapse of Azkeriuth.
Warnings: There's a lot of death, destruction and mayhem in here following a certain replica's breakout...


It was the only way to describe the situation in Belkend right now. Much of the city was gutted and smoldering, people were either dead or dying all over the place. Researchers were scrambling for their notes and experiments, while the other inhabitants were doing all they could to flee for their lives. It truly was chaotic, seeing such a respectful city brought to its knees like this.

Among the rubble and the chaos, a young, blond-haired man wandered out of the city entrance, eyes empty and his hands clutching a journal and a small bag as he meandered out into the field, seemingly ignoring the plight of the town's citizens. Two dead guards lay behind him, blood trailing from his boots as he shuddered. There was so much of it...

He just wanted out of this city, now.

Date: 2009-12-06 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
Rita could not believe this was happening... Her home had been partially destroyed! What were those idiots thinking, trying to replicate someone?! The brunette clenched a fist. She didn't know who it was they had replicated, as she had been locked up in her little "hole,"--as some of the researchers jokingly called her home--for days. She didn't really care, either, who it was. It was stupid! Why did this have to happen? Just as she was about to leave to search for Estellise, too...

In the destruction, her parents had died. The fonist wondered how the girl would take the news... She didn't believe that her perhaps-friend would very well. Estellise had loved her parents...

Well, she would find her for them. Their last wish... Rita snapped her mind out of dark thoughts, and instead turned them onto the replica. She had joined the search to find and subdue it, but she never came upon it. The researcher had heard that they had caught him, but not anything else. The girl sighed. How could one simple replica cause this much destruction and havoc? Perhaps they had replicated something dangerous...or just powerful.

Date: 2009-12-06 05:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
Rita sighed, again. She needed to clear her mind...and think on the matter of tomorrow. Where she would go, how she would get there...things like that. A walk would do her nicely...

The brunette began walking towards Belkend's exit. If there were any monsters outside that attacked her, she could just blast them to bits with a fonic arte. Yet, what she came upon--even before leaving--shocked her, she had to admit. Two dead guards...and a distance away, with his back to them, stood a familiar-looking young man. The lab coat, the blond hair styled int hat particular way...

"Aster...?" Why was he here, what was he doing...and why were those guards dead? Aster was not a fighter, there's no way eh could have done it...

Date: 2009-12-06 05:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
She raised an eyebrow. What was Aster so...nervous about? The two of them were friends, were they not?

"What are you talking about? What, did you hit your head more than a little on your trip to Akzeriuth? Of course it's me, and it doesn't matter if there are monsters about. My fonic artes are more than a match for them, Aster!" Her fellow researcher could be such an idiot sometimes.

Date: 2009-12-06 05:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
Pft, like Rita knew that. She's the most antisocial of all the researchers. She did not even know about Akzeriuth's destruction...

"Well, I guess you're right. It is still pretty chaotic around here. Apparently, whatever replica the other researchers had made went crazy. I wonder why..." The fonist's eyes caught the motion with his hand and his head. "Hey, Aster, are you all right?"

Date: 2009-12-06 05:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
"Hmm, I suppose that's possible. Fomicry isn't an exact art or technology yet, from what I know...not to mention it's supposed to be forbidden, so no one knows as much about it as we could if it were not." Rita replied. She then stepped closer to the figure she believed to be her friend.

"Been thinking too hard again?" The brunette taunted lightly, dismissing his odd behavior for now. It was a rather peculiar time, so Aster was allowed to be odd. For now.

Date: 2009-12-06 06:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
...Did Aster actually hit his head? Perhaps her joking really was true... Was her friend developing a partial amnesia?

"Aster...are you all right? You never forget things..." Ugh, why was everyone rubbing off on her? Okay, so she was worried.

Date: 2009-12-06 06:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
And dangit, she was worried. Very worried--she pretended to herself that she was less, of course.

"Wh-what are you talking about? What do you mean 'all you know?'"

Date: 2009-12-06 06:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
"L-lost your memory? H-how does that work out?" Okay, yeah. Her mind sorta esploded from that bombshell. Good job, Emil.

It would explain things...but what would cause him to lose his memory...? A strange, but plausible idea came to her. Could the scientists have tried replicating Aster? She did not know why they might do that, but...could the replication process have somehow wiped his memory away?

Ah, Rita... So close, yet so far...

Date: 2009-12-06 06:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
Aster was freaking out as well... Well. More that she was, of course! That probably explained his different behavior...

"How the hell would I know?! I've been working on a project for the past week or so! All I can guess is something to do with the possibility of them making a replica out of you. All I've heard at all recently about anything is that a replica was made of someone, and went crazy." Rita retorted.

Date: 2009-12-06 07:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
What is it that Rita had just said? Yeah, he might be freaking out right now, but that did not excuse him from listening!

"What did I just tell you? How would I know when I wasn't there?! I didn't even see the replica! But if it is true, then it'd be some guy running around who would look just like you. I'd heard the other researchers had subdued it up, though." The genius fonist stiffened. "Ooh, those idiots! doing something they probably didn't understand! If they hadn't created that replica, it wouldn't have destroyed half of the city and killed Estellise's parents!" Yes, she was rather angry with it and her dear, fellow researchers.

Date: 2009-12-06 07:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
"..." This all just really sucked. Rita was glad she was going away in the morning; she could get away from all of the death and destruction. She would miss her ostensible now-amnesiac friend, but... It was important that she find Estellise, too.

...She scrutinized him and narrowed her eyes. Wait, with the light from the faint flicker of the flames...were his eyes green? Weren't Aster's gray? ...She had to be seeing things. It was just a trick of the light. No one could see well at this time of night, anyway.

"Aster...do you remember anything?" She had to know the extent of his current knowledge... Then, perhaps, she could for a hypothesis as to how and why he had lost his memories.

Date: 2009-12-06 08:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
He remembered something? Rita was filled with relief. That was a good sign. Perhaps it was only a temporary thing, his amnesia. Despite the doubting tone in his voice, there had to be a hint of something if he at least mentioned that. After all, Aster did go to Akzeriuth.

"What about anything else? Can you remember if there were any of the others experimenting on you or some weird thing? They might just be jealous because you're smarter than they are, if they did that."

Date: 2009-12-06 08:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
"..You remember?!" Rita was surprised at the sudden change in demeanor. A lot more confidence, a lack of hesitance...more certainty, she supposed. Perhaps the shock of the night's events had finally left him...

But even more surprising... "Akzeriuth...fell?" The brunette thought she may have heard of a mention of the Qliphoth before, but she could not remember where. "How is that possible?"

Date: 2009-12-06 08:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
Yeah, because then she could go all blastiamode--in this case, coolfononstuffmode--over him. But, then again, she might be only a little sad that her friend is, uh...hm. Dead?

"Passage Ring?" Rita was curious and a little puzzled. She had not heard of anything like that before... "What is that? ...And how did you all get out of there in time?" Not like the fonist was not grateful, but if it did not take long, then...they must have been very lucky.

Date: 2009-12-06 09:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
"The Outer Lands..." Ah, that's where Rita had heard that from. She had read over some of the research at one point that mentioned the Qliphoth below their world, the Outer Lands.

Not far into it, hm? "So, you all were lucky, then?" The brunette supposed it was unfortunate that no studies could have been conducted, but it was the others' loss, not hers.

Date: 2009-12-06 09:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
Too bad, she was a bit suspicious already. Aster had been acting timid, and now he was acting more aloof and serious than before... Not to mention Aster was always more optimistic and cheerful. He did have a point, however...

"But haven't most of them already left until it stops? You'd think they'd stay to try and put out the fires... Well, I guess not all of them are fonists."

Date: 2009-12-07 01:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
This was not like him! She swore that before, Aster would stick around to help others than just quickly try to flee, himself. What was up with him?!

"Yeah, I do. What's with you?!" Rita snapped. "I'm sure you would be there, helping them, but you're instead running away!"

Date: 2009-12-07 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
"Excuse me?! Who do you think you are, ordering me around, Aster?! I don't know what got to you when you hit your head, but I'm not liking it!" By now, Rita would have begun casting the easiest, simplest, and her favorite arte, but...this was Aster, her friend...or so she had thought. Grr, he was really frustrating!

"You're going to start explaining yourself to me right now!" The fonist snapped.

Date: 2009-12-08 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] omgblastia.livejournal.com
...She should have realized it. Rita just didn't want to believe it... But this had to be the replica. His eyes... The fonist forced herself to not shiver. She could beat this idiot! Yet, still...she didn't want to hurt him. He still looked like her friend... Stupid sentiments!

"Let...go of me." The brunette growled. "Or...I'll make you regret it, replica."


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