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located in Dameria, a part of Sono Kanshi-Sha : Reboot, one of the many universes on RPG.

Dameria

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Character Portrait: Kilia Yve Linovahle Character Portrait: Soran Feliy Reigailia Character Portrait: Jonathan Robert "Robin" Grey Character Portrait: Tristan Belvedere Character Portrait: Peter O'Cyrus Character Portrait: Rethyn Jadgarus
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Later that day

"Alright," Soran said, "Lets see whats there," he looked to Tristan as he spoke.

Tristan had pulled up the area, but gave the widest view of the area as zooming in cost more energy. It was clearly seen how much destruction was present, "Grayson anything." Grayson was concentrating on the area. "I felt faint aura's...but nothing like what was there before."

Soran was nearly bouncing, "So then we are good to go, right?" he glanced between them. Kilia nodded a bit as she stood there, watching the area too.

"Those faint auras, Grayson, that means that whatever was there is gone, right?"

Grayson tried to pick them up to to figure out, "It could be from them, it could be someone else, an ex-seer perhaps. I am having trouble really determining the cause of it." Tristan glanced at Grayson remembering his words from the other day. Grayson looked at him, knowing his thoughts and shrugged his shoulders.

"Seems like something then. But I still would be on your guard Kilia." Jonathan said, watching the screen carefully. "Since I'm not there the moment you see trouble, get Rethyn to pull you out." There was genuine worry in his voice. He felt almost torn about staying behind. He didn't want to lose her. Not when so much has happened already.

Kilia smiled at him, "Ill be fine, I promise," she said, gently touching his arm, "Besides, they are good fighters, nothing will happen, I promise. Well be back really soon."

Soran nodded, "Are you ready, Rethyn?"

"Wait," Tristan let the spell go out as he stood, "Soran...take Peter instead."

"What?! No way. I don't want to wear my energy out before the big Spar match I got with fancy pants over there!" Peter shouted angrily. "I'll knock his ears right off I will!"

"Oh stop complaining, we've postponed as it was to make sure I have Kilia back safe and sound." Came Jonathan's reply.

Within Tristan's closet, Rethyn had teleports and begun taking a nap. He had been up since the evening until now and it was the usual time he usually went to bed. He knew that he wasn't going to be able to get full rest, but since he knew he was needed he could at least get a nap in. At the time the only worry he had was having his mask removed. He had a good feeling that it wouldn't happen though as they'd never get him to go if they took his mask. Besides, he had gone through the hard work of washing it the previous night. They wouldn't dare touch it.

"Tri-Tristan! I.... why?" Soran was shocked, stunned was an understatement. The red haired Seer had definitely thrown him for a loop.

"He is a better fighter, if not a little hot-headed, and well if you should get possessed, what purpose will I serve in that." He wanted to continue to say everything he was thinking but that would have to wait.

Sorans chest clenched tight. He stared at Tristan for a very long time, trying to figure out something to say but he couldn't. Unfortunately, he knew that Tristan was right though. If something did happen, like a possession, then Peter was the one to take, not Tristan. Still, he felt crushed immensely by the words. Grinding his teeth his gaze went icy cold, "Peter, you're going," he snapped, "Rethyn!" he screamed, " Lets go," hoping to get the other boys attention.

"Fine... But be ready when I get back pretty boyo..." Peter said roughly walking to Soran's side. Tristan was slightly right. But Jonathan still felt uncertain as he sighed nervously. He didn't know which way was up or down at the moment he was so worried.

Tristan grimaced had he made a mistake in his decision, he admitted regretting saying anything. There was reasons, he didn't want to be a distraction, he wanted Soran to be able to focus. He sighed a little and sat back in the corner. "Grayson I sort of thought we could track them, I know it won't serve any purpose for protecting them but...." he stopped trying to figure out what he had done.


Hearing the calls of Soran, Rethyn teleported back. For a moment he seemed bummed at his nap hadn't even really begun. Quickly getting himself over it, Rethyn looked to the others with a blank face as he said quietly "Grab onto me." He didn't really want them to latch onto him, but he accepted this was for the good of the group and not himself. As every member of the mission gathered around him he was surprised to not see Tristan. However, he was not going to question his Seer as he guessed it was for a good reason. As everyone at least placed a hand on him Rethyn spoke in a serious tone. "This may feel weird, but I need you to trust me." Rethyn himself begun to tremble as the human contact of touch was making him a little nervous. Since coming back this was something that had never really happened to him.

With a loud crack! They vanished.


Soran closed his eyes feeling strange as Rethyn took them. He had never been through something like that before, so it took him off guard. When he opened his eyes again, though, after Rethyn was done, he found they were standing in the middle of the rubble. His heart lurched a bit. It was so much more worse in person. Looking around, he noted that the sun was dipping down low to the east. I'll be dark soon. Probably in a few hours he thought to himself. He glowered at the rocky street beneath his feet though. What the hell was that, Tristan... he thought sourly.

"Holy...that felt odd." Peter said to himself. He looked around at the ruined area. "Alright, test your communication doohickey and let's skedaddle out of here!! This place gives me the willys.."

"It's what we might of been able to prevent." Rethyn said darkly as he walked over to a nearby crashed vehicle. He held back his internal shudder at the site as it reminded him of not so pleasant memories. Gazing off into the distance Rethyn could only see fog. The fog brought with it a lifeless feeling of which put the young man on edge. Something felt familiar, but he just didn't know exactly what it was.

Kilia groaned a bit, "That was really loud," she said with a sigh as she rubbed at her ears. Soran nodded in agreement. Swiping his hand to get his magic system, he opened it and worked on the system for a while in total silence. He figured getting the data he needed for the remaining power in the area was what he should start with and then end with testing his communication devices.

Peter looked around feeling as nervous as any other person. He didn't like this place. And Rethyn's grudge against not saving it (along with the lady present's mother) didn't help him calm down In the slightest. He was looking around for any signs of danger. "Soran..hurry up..."

"Yeah, yeah," he waved his hand in annoyance as he worked. He didn't really mean to be so cold to his Guardian, but with Tristans suddenly leaving him, he wasn't feeling up to anything right then. He worked as quickly as he could. Even so, it was still about an hour before he finished the spell he wanted to start tracking the residual power that was still lingering in the air. When he released it off the pad, it let out a pulse that looked like a simple ripple through the air. Shocking himself, he watched as it came back to him and with it, drew in a ton of information. Ill have to take a look at this all back at the house, he thought to himself. Putting that aside, he opened up the communications spell and summoned four of them.

"Here," he called and handed them out to each of them.

"Alright, where do you want us to go?" Kilia asked him gently. Soran frowned slightly before he glanced around the area, "Kilia, go down the street towards that building there," he pointed to a ruined structure with the sign still barely hanging to it. It read something along the lines of Nail Salon. She nodded and started towards it while fixing the communication to her ear. Handing one to Peter, Soran turned and pointed down the street that intersected theirs, "Go down that one, and go inside the building, just inside the door is fine," he said pointing to one that was a little bit farther than where Kilia was heading.

Finally, he handed one to Rethyn, "Um... Go ahead and go down that way," Soran said slowly, pointing behind them, "Go farther than Peter though and maybe go down a street, left or right it doesn't matter. I just want to see if buildings in the way of line of sight do anything, okay?" Soran fixed his own to his ear and looked at the building next to them, "Ill go in this one."

Peter sighed as he ran down the street towards the building, running past several ruins as he does so. He stopped in front of the building and walking in. He didn't like the feeling of being here. He didn't want to be here at all. "This feels too creepy and scary for my tastes..Dullahan might come and get me anytime..." He said, forgetting he had the communication piece on his ear.

Soran laughed a bit, "Well, I can hear you just fine," he teased Peter, "Go in a little further, Im going in the building over here. Kilia?"

"Here," her voice was crystal clear over the communications, "I agree though, this is really creepy out here."