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Sanyu Grey

Bonecarver.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Moonscar, as played by Sennen

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Registered citizen of the Terran National Government

Description

Bone Staff
A thin staff that comes up to Sanyu's chin. It was named, quite obviously, for the material it was made from: bone. Only Tafari and Sanyu know the origin of the being from which the bone was harvested. The bone staff is a mysterious and intriguing weapon that amasses the energy of the user, whether it be magical, physical, or otherwise, and allows the user to manipulate it in many ways.

Though thought to mainly use magic to do this, the Bone Staff uses a very complicated, fine machinery that uses the electrical current running through Sanyu's body.

The energy manipulation through the staff is not easy to use. One must have a clear idea of what form one wants the energy to take and what effects it will have. Though it sounds simple, this is quite complicated, and takes many long weeks and months of training to get a simple idea of one form and effect down.

Sanyu's staff splits into two pairs of nunchuks that call the

So begins...

Sanyu Grey's Story

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"If I told you what I was,
Would you turn your back on me?
And if I seem dangerous,
Would you be scared?
I get the feeling just because,
Everything I touch isn't dark enough
If this problem lies in me"

The Glenn was beautiful in the dead of night. The silence in the dark was broken only by two things, the wind blowing through the branches of the trees, and a young man quietly singing to himself as he stalked through the wood. He wore a black hoody, and dark jeans, almost invisible in the shadows if it had not been for bleach white hair and bright red headphones.

"I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster,
A monster, a monster,
And it keeps getting stronger."


Lark paused in his steps, arching his neck backwards to stare at the stars.

"Can I clear my conscience,
If I'm different from the rest,
Do I have to run and hide?
I never said that I want this,
This burden came to me,
And it's made it's home inside..."

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"That's a nice singing voice you have there," said someone. A woman. A woman with a mature, warm voice. "You should take out those headphones for a minute and listen to me, though. Hey. Oi!"

When Lark looked around, he would see nothing. Absolutely nothing. And then he would get splashed with a tiny sprinkle of water.

"I'm not gonna sit here all day doing nothing, y'know. I kinda need help!"

The splash came from a small puddle that welled up on the side of the river that rushed aside the glen. Should Lark look into it, he would clearly see himself. He would also see a woman standing next to him. A dark-skinned woman wearing pearl-colored cargo pants, a thin tank top, and a styled bandanna atop her head. Her eyes were black, almond-shaped, and gave him an intense stare. On her back there was a long white staff with thin designs carved onto it.

If he looked around again, he would not see a woman beside him. Only in the reflection of the water.

"As much as you were probably hoping for the woman of your dreams, I really need the attention more."

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Lark was pretty confused for several moments, though his face was pretty much stuck as some tired expression. A small, subtle frown, and eyes that seem to look out for miles under heavy lids.

He looked from the puddle to his side three more times before he finally shrugged, giving up on trying to figure the trick out on his own.

He decided to speak to the reflection on the water's surface. "Alright so...what are you some kind of specter or something?"

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"No!" the woman cried, lifting her hands in front of her to flail them about. "Nothing like that! I'm a human being, like you. I...I think. I do not know if my human beings and your human beings are the same thing in this world. Regardless, what happens is I'm stuck, and I don't really know how it happened." Her words were accented, not highly, but distinctly. Her hard consonants were very prominent, her s's came out like z's, and the vowels were sharp. "Might you have understood what went on? I don't know this place very well."

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Lark stared at the puddle silently for several moments, unflinching in his stillness.

"I wouldn't mind telling you about this place, but I believe the best thing to do beforehand is to get a good idea of just what you don't know. What do you remember of the place you last remember and what's different here in this place?"

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The edges of the woman's lips arched downward into a frown. "I was walking here, in the forest. I got very tired after a while, so I put down my staff to sit down. When I let it go, I blacked out. I think...I woke up for a very little time, and I think I was being dragged. I woke up in the same place, but I was wet, and..." She looked around, sighing. "It's colorless here. The shadows are sharper. I feel like something's watching me all the time, but I haven't seen anything. If I had my staff I would feel better, but... I think it's back where you are."

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Lark peered farther into the puddle, not quite understanding the voice he heard. Was she in another dimension? Was this puddle some kind of portal?

The thought sent a subconscious shiver down his spine. Portal....he'd had had enough of that business....after everything with Sozo....after losing her....

His trauma had deafened him to the creature moving close to him, and when the wolf touched his leg Lark practically jumped, taking a quick step to the side as he spun his head to look down at whatever had surprised him. He was surprised when he was met with a wolf. He found it odd that one would simply approach him...even if he was good with animals.

Lark stared at the animal for a moment before stepping back to look down into the water. He kept his ears open.

"So...you think if I find this staff of yours it would help?"

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Watching him jump, the reflection in the puddle quirked a brow. "Everything alright?" she asked, stooping down to try and get a better view. She just managed to see the wolf. "A wild animal! What's it doing acting like a dog? Is that your pet?" She moved on from the questions soon enough, shaking her head. He seemed fine.

"It might. I just know I didn't actually black out until after I let go of my staff. It might have been keeping whatever got me in here at bay. Do you think you can find it? It runs on electrical currents. Well, any currents, really. You could detect it with magic, if you have any of that."

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Lark looked down at the reflections in the puddle, allowing the wolf to continue rubbing against his leg as he thought.

"electrical currents..." Lark said absent mindedly as he brought a thumb to rest under his chin, holding it as he pondered about the possibilities and applications of his....gift.

"I might have something....but it's not magic, at least I don't think so. It's...something else. This staff, is it like a normal staff or does it have a specific shape?" The wolf's retreat drew Lark's attention and he watched the animal withdraw into the wood.

Well...that was odd. He thought silently as he turned back to the water.

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"What are you doing here?" Dragon placed a gloved hand on the boy's shoulder. Looking down at the puddle she scowled, gritting her teeth. "I am not a wild animal," she hissed coldly. "Are you looking for something? I know every inch of this place..." Dragon moved her hand from the boy's shoulder to her side, where she shoved it into her jacket pocket. "I'm sorry I just...I'm not used to seeing anyone here but the animals," she muttered under her breath, lowering her head and blushing.

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The woman gave him a flat look. "It's a staff," she said, hands on her hips. "It's made of bone. There's a device running through its center made of silver. There's gold and copper in there, too." She looked toward the... woman.

"Ah, so you aren't. If you're not a wild animal then you shouldn't pretend to be one," she snorted. "And as much as I love small talk, I would really love to get out of here before nightfall. I need that staff. I'm not sure how you'll get it to me, but that'll be the first step. If either of you can help me, if both of you could, I'd be thankful."

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Lark had been prepared for the touch this time, his ears had been open after all. Rather than whirling to intercept however, he simply allowed it to happen. Lark could tell a lot about a person from the sound of their breath, and from what he could tell, this person meant him no harm.

He gave the woman who approached him a glance, noting her more...furry of features. Ah, a shapeshifter. That'd explain the odd behavior.

The amount of familiarity Lark had gained with the paranormal was....disconcerting.

He let the young shapeshifter and the puddle woman go on their little spiel, instead closing his eyes and letting loose a short, crisp, and sharp whistle. He waited several moments, silent and still.

He opened his eyes once what he was waiting for returned and began walking off to his right.

"It'll be right over there." He said plainly. "give me a second."

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"Someone left a staff in the darker parts of the woods, I know where it is." Dragon paused for a moment, deep in thought. "I can get it for you," she offered, smiling. "I would hate to be stuck in your situation and would want help as well." Twisting a strand of her long, dark amber hair around her index finger she let out a long sigh. "Just give me thirteen minutes," she told the woman. Before padding off into the woods she stopped only for second. "Oh, and my name is Dragon." With that she was gone, vanished into the woods.

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"Sanyu. That's my name," she said before they both rushed off. She folded her arms and huffed.

"Well, if you both know..." she mumbled, hands on her hips. She shook her head and waited. They would come soon, right? There was a snap. Some where on her end. She turned around. "Hello?"

When the two came back, whenever that was, Sanyu would not be in the reflection any longer. Something swam around in the puddle, leaking into it.

Blood.

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Lark returned first, giving up halfway to let the eager girl handle it. Instead, Lark had decided to head back to the puddle to ask some more questions, just in case the staff hadn't work.

He was the first to discover the murky red stain floating in the water. He bent both knees to get a closer look, not daring to touch the water directly. who knew what it could trigger, and he did not want to wind up going down yet another rabbit hole.

"Well..." He muttered quietly. "that complicates things."

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Intense hot white pain gripped at Dragon's chest, crushing her lungs and constricting her breathing. "What...happened...?" She panted, struggling to stay standing. This...does...really...complicate...things...doesn't it?" The moment she managed to stammer out the sentence she collapsed, her body hitting the ground. The staff slipped out of her hand as she fell, landing at Lark's feet.

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Lark looked to his side where the girl collapsed, sighing again. "When it rains it pours..." He shook his head, picking up the staff and then kneeling beside Dragon.

"You gonna be ok?" Lark asked as he listened intently. While it was high, her rate didn't exactly seem dangerous....was she simply not used to running?

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"Yeah...I think...so." Dragon attempted to stand but her attempt was in vain. "I have no idea what happened...I felt something happen to Sanyu...and whatever that was attacked me." She managed to pull herself up to a sitting position, giving Lark a curious look, her head tilted to the right only slightly, dark amber hair falling into her face obscuring her eyes until she brushed it back with her hand, which was covered in scratches and blood spots.

"At least you're not hurt," she said, smiling sheepisly. Several deep scratches marked her face, and a long, thin line still dripping with blood underneath her right eye. "Better you be okay...than me," she muttered, blushing.

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Lark raised a brow at her injuries, staring at the girl for several moments before turning back to the puddle. "Those injuries don't look too bad. Should be fine with some disinfectant." He glared at the blood in the water, trying to figure out how it got there. Trying to guess where Sanyu had gone.

He thought about what Dragon just said.

"Either someone is trying to keep Sanyu where she is or..." Lark hated the way he thought sometimes.

"Or someone is trying to put us there."

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Dragon shook her head. "No! I mean, I'll be fine without disinfectant...so what do you think we should do? I mean, I think I might know what happened to Sanyu..." Why did Lark have to remind her so much of Luka? This made her ask..."Have I met you before?"

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"No." Lark said automatically without even glancing at her. "Hand me the staff. If Sanyu is still alive, something tells me she'll need it to stand a fighting chance."

Lark looked over his shoulder, into the wood.

"As for us, well, we'll have to see what we're up against first."

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Dragon handed Lark Sanyu's staff. "Part of a legend originating from Elras, my hometown, has something to do with whatever we're facing," she explained. "Only part. As for the staff and everything else...well, that's beyond me, the staff has nothign to" Taking a deep breath she sighed, diverting her attention to the maroon puddle. "I don't remember anything about home except the name and the legend, if I knew anything else I would tell you."

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"I'm not from your hometwon." Lark said sharply as he took the staff "and I'm not this Luk-" He stopped suddenly, shooting a dark glare at the staff in his hand. It had done something. Something that sincerely pissed Lark off. He held his tongue however, keeping some composure as he practically stabbed the puddle with the staff, assuming that would send it to where Sanyu was. Lark turned to face Dragon once more.

"Have to do?" Lark almost hissed. There was a certain....familiarity to the way things were going. It gave him a bad feeling.

Lark did not like it.

"I'm not making any promises, it's not like I made it my life's mission to speak to a reflectio-"

Why was his arm wet?

I hate everybody.

Lark turned his head slowly to see his arm already halfway through the enlarging puddle. It wasn't just sinking with the staff either, he was being dragged

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"Your call...hero." Dragon hissed through gritted teeth. She shifted a second time, grabbing Lark's arm. "You don't wanna go down there - not yet, anyways." "And by the way, I hate everybody as well...everybody except you." With a flick of her wrist Dragon pulled Lark from the puddle, nearly flipping him over. There was something about her tone almost as if she was both mocking him and telling him off.

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Lark was in a daze. He clutched at his arm and skidded across the ground, feet scraping the dirt as he backed away from the puddle. He kept backpedaling until his back struck the trunk of a tree.

His legs kept moving for several moments as Lark stared out at the puddle from a distance. His face was like an old soldier's, reliving the events of a horrible battle. He opened and closed his hand, and with each flex of his wrist, blades hidden in the housing on his forearms extended and withdrew.

He muttered quietly completely oblivious to the words Dragon had said. She may have saved him from the portal, but Lark was no longer there with her.