Where +Anima is set

Taking the slap and listening to her story, Rage went and stood behind her. Picking her up as gently as he could, he held her while his wings came out and wrapped themselves around them. Sighing he just thought back to happier times, but knew it pointless to think that they could be like they were then.

Feeling herself being picked up, Rikka just continued to sob for a while when something feathery was wrapped around her and Rage. She stood there, for a moment, and stopped crying, because she realised where she was. The present day. Not her house all those years ago, and not the cliff neither. She wiped her eyes and smiled.
“I... have never told anyone any of that. I don’t know but I just blurted it out just then. I don’t tell people because it brings back the memory...” she told him quietly, blushing. She put her hand out and felt the wings. Falcon, she thought. All the crying had tired her out and she just rested her head on Rage and fell asleep, smiling.

Taking off, he flew just above the tree tops. 'What now?' he thought three hours later. Landing in one of the village he uses to rest, thankful that it was dark as pitch and most people couldn't hear apporch, Rage went the village doctor and had him do a patch job on Rikka than he did. As the doctor work, he had Rage talk to local animal handler. The handler, being Rage's great uncle, knew what to look for when check Rage out. "Anything bothering you Rage?"The handler asked. Rage shook his head and sighed, laying his head back on the crude, but comfontable, rocking chair he fell to sleep. Draping a hide blanket over him, the handler smiled and made the pack that Rikka had was beside Rage. When the doctor finished he draped an other hide blanket over Rikka's sleep form and wnt with the handler to prepare Rage's new travel pack.

Leave! Leave, and don’t ever come back! You did it, you anima! Rikka twisted and turned in her sleep.
“Noooooo!”
She was breathing heavily, her heart was pounding and a set of eyes was staring at her in the darkness, looking surprised. Rage.
“Who am I?” she whispered, “Where is...” she fell asleep and couldn’t finish her question. She mumbled something is her sleep and she felt something touch her hair. It made her flinch and she rolled onto her side. She was dreaming again.
“Mama!” Rikka shouted, “Where’s Ella?”
“In the pond, having a bath, like you should be doing.” Her mum responded
“No!” she squealed.
“Haha! Yes!”
Ella grabbed Rikka’s feet, pulled her dress off and threw her into the pond. Everyone’s grin disappeared. Rikka was drowning.
“N... No!” Ella jumped in and pulled her sister out. Rikka lay there, motionless and Ella started to cry. Her little sister started coughing and sat up.
“Grrrrr” she mumbled, “Don’t worry me like that!”
Rikka was caught up in a hug when the dream ended.
She opened her eyes and it was day.
“Rage? Rage! Wake up!” she stood, shaking the sleeping boy. Boy, she thought darkly. Ha! Tall for a boy... He seems well over my age. Early twenties maybe? Probably why he’s easy to cope with.

"What is it Rikka, woke up on the wrong of your nest?" he mumbled, rubbing his face. Looking up at her from position, he saw what looked like a annoying bird. But he kept that to himself as he stood up. Handing her satchel that was placed near him the night before, Rage stretched and popped every conceivable joint in his body.

Rikka looked down. “S...sorry” she whispered quietly. She slipped out of the room and checked to see if anyone was there. No one. So she stepped outside and her heart raced. Should I be here? she thought. She could tell Rage thought she was bothersome, so she looked back. She remembered a satchel, and her bag. Where was she anyway? She sprinted into the room and grabbed her stuff and ran out. Someone shouted something.
“I’m sorry Rage! Sorry for causing you trouble!” she replied, at the top of her voice. She dashed down the streets, around bends, trying to find her way out. After a while, she found the gates. Someone chased her so she ran out of the city and jumped into a bush. Was it the slaves, trying to catch her and sell her for a reasonable price? She didn’t know and she sat there, being as silent as possible while also trying to catch her breath. Can’t go back now. Have to carry on.
She winced as something tapped her head.

Walking out of the village with two heavy travelling packs, Rage stopped by a bush. Tapping something in it that look like a head, he said, "Rikka, come out here. I've got something for you." With his free hand he pulled out a bag of mint candy.

After a long running. He finally reach Asteria. He meets up with the merchants just there. "Mister! I've got what do you want!" He said happily. Then hand over the birds in the cage. "How much you will pay for this?" He ask. "Hmm, you really got the perfect one! Not only shine but also big. Then I'll pay you..." He took out his wallet and give Glenn some money. "I hope you got it more when selling this! Your offer to me also too much." Glenn said and smiled.

The merchant then keep the bird at his cart and then wave to Glenn that just leave the place. "Now I got some money... Should I go back?" He ask himself.

Rikka curled into a ball when Rage tapped he head and she accidentally rolled out of the bush, squealing and giggling, when she saw the candy, ending up on the grass, in a strange position. She looked upwards and Rage and sat up, only to frown.
“I... I can’t...” she sighed, looking at the floor. “I’m sorry, I only cause trouble, have them yourself... S...sorry.”
There was a silence and the candy ended up in her lap. Sulking, Rikka opened the pack and put one in her mouth. She was acting like a spoilt brat, but instead of wanting something, she didn’t want anything. A broad grin spread across her face.
“Where in hell did you get these?” she said, standing up. “I think we can afford to fly, I know what’s coming now, arrows, and I can dodge them.” Rage looked like he was gonna go against it so she grabbed his arm and took off. She laughed and dodged and few arrows and grabbed one, throwing it back at the shooter. It flew past him.
“Haha! Can’t get me!” she shouted, tugging Rage along and she started whistling suddenly. She looked like a child, a grin of mischief across her face and excitement in her eyes. She looked at Rage and giggled. “Cat caught ‘ya tongue?”

"My uncle makes them by hand, so he give me some before he sells them." he said, then adds, "I'm going to see my mom and she happens to be in the city. So..." grabbing a adew descently pointy rocks, he slinged them hard and fast, hitting the shooter. Grabbing her hand, he ran in the direction he was before.

“Oh, your mom... Well, we better get going, I guess” Rikka replied. Rage grabbed her hand and they ran in a different direction. She was fine with running since she could do long distance so she ran fast, though Rage still stayed in front. When they went around a corner, she skidded and almost fell over but picked up the pace, still holding on to Rage. She tugged his hand and they stopped, so Rikka took one of the packs and they started running through the city. After a few minutes, Rikka started to think.
“So, where does your mom live?” she asked, wondering if they had to carry on running. She stopped running and told Rage “Look natural, like your meant to be there, and you have every right to do what you are doing. Or people get suspicious.”
Rikka spotted a shop, and it had a perfect emerald bracelet inside. Stopping dead in her tracks, she thought it looked familiar. Realising Rage was staring at her, she just carried on walking like nothing just happened, but the smile on her face was gone, replaced by a huge grin.
“Granddad...” she murmured, remembering the old man who was actually not related, but told her to call him granddad. That bracelet was his wife’s favourite. Maybe she should go see him, maybe he wouldn’t recognise her, as she had grown in the last seven years.
“Rikka?”
She looked around, slowly, expecting to see her granddad. She realised she had stopped for quite a while, and started walking again, slowly at first, and in the direction of the shop. She ran in and brought the bracelet with the money that was in her bag, which she had earned for being a farmhand. Rage seemed pissed that she just went and brought a bracelet but her eyes were full of happiness and she just smiled, not caring and started walking in the direction they were walking in the first place.

(Sorry, I'm new, would you mind filling me in on where we are and whatt's happening? Thanks!)

Tanis would make one last trip to Mt. Ash'is'eynt, she was too old to just pick up and leave the village without notice anymore, she had responsibilities now. Or, at least, that was what she told herself. She had been making trips there ever since she was 15 and was not in the mind to stop now. Besides, the ground where she had first transformed into her Anima shape was sacred to her. She claimed this whole mountain as sacred, even though she had changed in the small grove of trees about half-way up the mountain.

She heard a cry in the distance and looked over her shoulder, towards the sun. All she saw was her village, large enough to be called a town but it was not simply for the sake of tradition. She would head back tomorrow, After all, I have responsibilities. She sneered a little at that thought.

(I didn't know.. I also wasn't so sure on what happening now in RP since the Roleplayers is already leave...)

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