Snippet #1084102

Earth: The Flight to Ireland

Sitting next to Reicha, Saige gripped the armrests of her seat and looked around. She hated flying, especially when flying over a large body of water. She had to ignore that though and maybe use this time to relax—but how could she? Her sister was probably wondering where the hell she went considering Saige had promised to be back within a certain time period. It was way past that time and she couldn’t just demand the plane turn back around. Looking over to the pretty girl who is obviously a Princess, Saige smiled some, her curiosity overcoming the panic settled deep in her belly. She wanted to find out who this girl was and why a sense of urgency surrounded the small girl.

Sorcha sat on the other side of the aisle with Masaharu and shook her head when he announced he’d sleep for the flight over to this land called Ireland. From what she saw while ‘flying’ across the great land, she could see it was beautiful and green, almost as beautiful and green as Concordia used to be. Deciding to take this time of quiet as an opportunity to contact her brother, Keegan, she leans into the seat and closes her eyes. Pressure filled her ears, but she ignored it and concentrated, silently whispering the same chant previously to open the channel between herself and Keegan. The Goddess granted the request and the channel opened, the connection stronger than before.

A force of evil was quick to sweep over Sorcha, chilling her down to the bone, leaving her uneasy. She halted her mental movements to recuperate before proceeding slowly. Lightly touching Keegan’s mind, she ‘whispered’ his name softly, his ears alone hearing the softness of her voice. She tapped even further into his head and felt a sudden—evil in the room in which he stood. Something felt—familiar about this evil presence, but she couldn’t figure out who it was exactly. All she knew was, Keegan needed to get away from this thing. “Keegan, beware. Do not trust this presence who enters into your home without your welcome.” Her need to protect Keegan overwhelmed all other emotions and she could do nothing but warn him against the evil presence. Sensing the discomfort of the Princess, the Goddess broke the connection to bring Sorcha back to the plane.

Sorcha’s eyes snapped open and they quickly surveyed the area, remembering where she was. She looked down at her hands and found one gripping Masaharu’s leg, while the other gripped the armrest. With a gasp, she pulls her hand away and looks up to his face to see if he’d awakened.


Earth: The Cave

Corissa sat back and watched Will—no, Scythe—battle once again with Vann. As she watched, Corissa felt a familiar emotion arising within her. An emotion that she only felt when close to Sean and knowing when danger surrounded him; only this time, that emotion was directed towards Scythe. But, why? Maybe because she didn’t want him to die? Hm, seems she’d been asking herself this question a lot here lately. He wasn’t going to die, not with his abilities and the fact Vann already lay wounded and unable to fight any further. Though, it did pain her to watch Scythe use his Blood Rage magic. Not only did it hurt his opponent, but it hurt him as well. Sighing and rubbing her face, she rocks back on her heels and witnesses the defeat of Vann before he flies off.

A few moments later, Corissa lay in the bed next to Will’s, facing him while he the potions worked their magic on his injuries. “Sean is still not going to be happy, but he will feel honor bound to provide you hospitality. He becomes upset when his gang members go on raids without him knowing before hand. We should probably return before he becomes suspicious; you know how he is. Can you walk?”