[CHAPTER 02 - SCENE] Fly With Me.
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Who: Zelos Wilder, Philia Felice
Where: Daath.
When: After Collete and Philia chat about Zelos and how charming he is.
Warnings: Nada.
It was rather early in the morning, birds were chirping, the sun was shining. Another beautiful day in Daath, but from Zelos was standing he couldn’t observe its true beauty. He had woken up early, finding himself not needing as much sleep as he used to. Blaming it on his new found power and strength, he sighed. Zelos always did like his beauty sleep and new power or not, he was determined to get as much as he could, even if he didn’t need it. Waking up and packing what he needed could only take so long, and he soon found himself wandering around the Cathedral, visiting places he used to visit as a pastime till everyone woke up and was ready to leave.
Opening the heavy door he stood in front of, Zelos entered the one room he tended to frequently visit the most, the training room. All of the knights were either still asleep or out on early morning patrols around the city, so the training room remained bare and quiet during these hours. Crossing his arms and smiling thoughtfully, he stepped further into the large vacant room, scanning every inch and detail before pausing in the middle.
Lightbulb!
Large vacant room? That sounded like the perfect place to test out his wings. Having yet to test their capabilities in battle and flight, this seemed like the perfect opportunity. Closing his eyes and concentrating for a brief moment, he allowed his wings to fade into sight with a large burst of orange and red light. Zelos folded them in around his body, and carefully began stroking the large colorful appendages.
Where: Daath.
When: After Collete and Philia chat about Zelos and how charming he is.
Warnings: Nada.
It was rather early in the morning, birds were chirping, the sun was shining. Another beautiful day in Daath, but from Zelos was standing he couldn’t observe its true beauty. He had woken up early, finding himself not needing as much sleep as he used to. Blaming it on his new found power and strength, he sighed. Zelos always did like his beauty sleep and new power or not, he was determined to get as much as he could, even if he didn’t need it. Waking up and packing what he needed could only take so long, and he soon found himself wandering around the Cathedral, visiting places he used to visit as a pastime till everyone woke up and was ready to leave.
Opening the heavy door he stood in front of, Zelos entered the one room he tended to frequently visit the most, the training room. All of the knights were either still asleep or out on early morning patrols around the city, so the training room remained bare and quiet during these hours. Crossing his arms and smiling thoughtfully, he stepped further into the large vacant room, scanning every inch and detail before pausing in the middle.
Lightbulb!
Large vacant room? That sounded like the perfect place to test out his wings. Having yet to test their capabilities in battle and flight, this seemed like the perfect opportunity. Closing his eyes and concentrating for a brief moment, he allowed his wings to fade into sight with a large burst of orange and red light. Zelos folded them in around his body, and carefully began stroking the large colorful appendages.
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Date: 2009-06-10 03:00 am (UTC)She only rarely had the opportunity to visit the training room, seeing as she wasn't part of the Oracle Knights, but Anise once told her that one of her textbooks she borrowed remained there, but imagine her surprise when she saw Zelos... and his wings.
"Sir Wilder...?" She was a bit mesmerized by the beauty of the wings Efreet gave him. Certainly she also had a fonic arte which was given to her, and it seemed a bit odd how she also received something despite not holding the ability for the Aurora Arte. Stepping down the stairs, she made her way toward Zelos.
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Date: 2009-06-10 08:23 pm (UTC)Chuckling lightly to brush the thought off, he turned around to face her. “Why, good morning my darling little priestess!” he replied cheerfully, shooting her a charming smile before continuing, “Did you enjoy your night in the Cathedral?” Zelos ‘hmmmed’ quietly in thought before speaking again, “I bet you didn’t! In fact, I know you didn’t! It’s because I wasn’t there, in the same room with you…” he ran a hand through his hair before finishing his quick rant, “You must’ve been so lonely without me!”
dammit, i think i'm starting to ship this.
Date: 2009-06-10 08:37 pm (UTC)Typically her reaction would be to become flustered, but holding her hands together in front of her, with a solemn expression on her face... she took a deep breath. "The wings that Lord Efreet gave you... do they hurt at all, Sir Wilder?" She couldn't imagine what it would be like harboring the potential for the Dark Aurora Arte, or having wings of the fifth fonon protrude from one's back.
...Because I play such a charming Zelos, amiright?
Date: 2009-06-10 09:32 pm (UTC)Once again scrapping the thought, he folded one of his wings to his body, placing the tip of it in his hand and stroking it lightly with the other. At first the wings didn’t hurt, but once the initial shock blew over, he was hit with small painful twinges and periods of exhaustion and shallow breathing. That was the night before, though. He was feeling fine now, he actually felt better when they were out, more relaxed, all tension being release with them. Sure, they stung briefly as they came out, but he figured that he would just get used to that in time.
He looked at her through sad and thoughtful eyes, “They’re fine,” he replied while still stroking his wing, “Thanks for asking.” He offered a small thankful smile; it wasn’t often that people asked how he was, if he was okay or just acted like they genuinely cared.
like, totally.
Date: 2009-06-11 01:56 am (UTC)It's true; the texts in Daath only confirmed what she already didn't know; the Aurora Artes were relatively unknown, and as for the reason why the Order wished to harness their power was a mystery. Nothing was in the historical documents, nor the official public documents. It was a bit distressing to Philia not knowing what was the true purpose of it... and why she was selected to accompany Zelos on his pilgrimage.
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Date: 2009-06-11 02:20 am (UTC)“I’ll be fine,” he said reassuringly, taking a step forward, “I’m more worried about you, and the girls. I just don’t want any of you to get hurt.” Chuckling lightly he began rubbing the back of his head, a gesture he commonly did to try and cover up any awkwardness in a conversation. “I’d go myself, but I don’t how far I’d get without any of you.” He continued his half hearted chuckling.
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Date: 2009-06-11 02:34 am (UTC)Bowing, Philia took a step back. "We'll all be ready to leave at the appointed time; if you need anything else, please let me know before that." She turned away, back to climbing the steps.
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Date: 2009-06-11 02:52 am (UTC)“Wait, wait, wait! Philia!” he said loud enough for it to echo of the walls of the room, and took a few rapid steps forward, “Come back! I want to try something.”
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Date: 2009-06-11 03:08 am (UTC)... since when did Philia actually want to spend more time with Sir Wilder? The simple idea was preposterous!
... but indulging him just a little bit longer couldn't be that bad of a thing.
Turning around, she watched. "Yes, Sir Wilder?"
"Flying feels pretty good," I laughed when I wrote the last line, I was all "WTF ANGEAL!"
Date: 2009-06-11 09:07 pm (UTC)He walked closer to the stairs, stopping a few feet before them. He crossed his arms over his chest, before flashing a mischievous smile. “I just want to try something, that’s all,” he said simply, not going into any further detail. He didn’t want to upset her with his little test, but at the same time this type of testing was something he just had to do. He could have just attached some weights to his arms or legs, but the weight of a human being was always going to be much different and more accurate as well.
For all he knew, she might actually like the idea of flying. It did, after all, feel pretty good.
does that mean Philia's Zack?
Date: 2009-06-13 07:07 pm (UTC)Haha!
Date: 2009-06-15 12:23 am (UTC)OMG ARE YOU CALLING PHILIA FAT?! ;_;
Date: 2009-06-15 02:04 am (UTC);P
Date: 2009-06-15 02:17 am (UTC)"An earthquake?" He put a hand to his face, trying to suppress his laughter and failing miserably.