Angel of Imil

Independant RP blog for Golden Sun's Mia

[ofkalay]

Ivan screamed.  It was mostly due to fear, rather than pain, but a scream was a scream.  Oh gods above and below, he wanted—no needed—to get away.  ”Mia, stop.”  He begged, still squirming.

[imilsangel]

"NO!" She snapped at him, her psynergy flaring and encasing his legs in ice.

"You need to learn that disobedience has consequences." She yanked the needle around, stabbing it through his flesh again effectively sewing his elbow to his tunic.

"All I wanted to do was help." She growled at him as ice crawled up his legs to his waist, "But you're STUPID fear has made me do this? This is your fault!"

[ofkalay]

"Someone very important to me,"  Ivan said, not wanting to touch on the subject of the woman whose last name he had taken.

He looked back up at the stars, laying on his back once more.  ”I know what you mean,”  He mumbled softly,  ”It’s something really terrifying to think about.”

[imilsangel]

"Ah." Mia replied simply, it was clear he was not keen on talking about this person, but still it had her curious. How many people had he met during their time apart? And how could he become so close to one in such a short time?

"But amazing." She prompted, admitting to herself that if it were ever possible, new adventures waited in the stars. That seemed more amazing than anything Weyard had to offer. "Maybe someday we can go up to them, like the Anemos did."

[ofkalay]

Ivan was still as long as he was close to the needle, before he tried to back up again.  ”If you’re that concerned, I’ll just take the damn tunic off.”  He said, more than a bit annoyed, though it was mostly from fear.

[imilsangel]

"Stop SQUIRMING." She demanded, yanking his arm back toward her as she moved the needle down stabbing it through the ripped fabric of his tunic and into the boy's arm.

Ivan cried out, shivering at it, "You see!?" She yelled at him, yanking his arm up to his eye-level, "This is what-" She gripped the needle, "Happens." She moved it in his skin, "When you SQUIRM." She pulled it back out of a new hole and up through his tunic, dragging the bloody thread through his flesh.

[wingsofanemos]

*boops hama on the head*

*stares at Mia suspiciously*

*ninja pokes her in the side*

[wingsofanemos]

"Oh really? And where is it written that I can’t?"

*boops her back*

[imilsangel]

"Over there!" Mia points behind the Master Jupiter Adept, trying to distract the older woman as she directed another boop to her head.

But of course that wouldn't work on someone who could predict the future.

[ofkalay]

"Well, Dill said she came from a different world,"  Ivan replied,  "And outside of being human, doesn’t share much resemblance to those of Weyard, so I believe it’s fully possible."  He looked up at the sky.

"I don’t know if they do."  He murmured,  "But either way, there’s two possibilities: we’re either all alone in the universe, or we’re not.  Either way, it sort of terrifies me."

He looked back over at Mia.  ”What do you think?”

[imilsangel]

"Dill?" Mia questioned. She knew Ivan met a lot of people in his travels, but to meet someone who claimed to be from another world was a new one.

Mia swallowed at that option. She suddenly felt tiny, so small and insignificant. She had thought the gods presided over just Weyard, but if they watched all of the stars and there were as many world's out there as there were stars.

"That scares me." She answered honestly, "It makes me uncomfortable to think about. I mean, I can't deny it's a possibility, and now I think of it, it seems more probable than not but... it just... it shakes me, you know?"

[ofkalay]

Ivan paused for another moment, before he sat down, making himself comfortable.  ”If Garet was here, he’d have something to say about it,”  Ivan admitted honestly, before he looked back at Mia„

"I hope it’s not for a long time, in all honesty.  After all, if the world is in danger again, the world is in danger."  Ivan said, doing his best to mimic Garet—even putting his normal almost-alto-voice in a horribly attempt to Garet’s deep baritone—for a moment.

And then Ivan put his voice back to normal,  ”Nonetheless, I just wish I could move.  I’ve got the worst case of wanderlust.”  He flopped onto his back, looking up at the stars.

"I read a book in Prox,"  Ivan said to Mia,  "A theory of how each of the stars is actually a sun, like our own, and how around each sun is a world not quite unlike ours."

[imilsangel]

Mia nodded along with him, Garet often had something to say about everything... and it wasn't always helpful or relevant.

She grinned, letting out a little chuckle at his... attempt at an impression of the larger Mars Adept. He had a point, the world would be in danger if they were all needed again, and that wouldn't be good.

And then she sighed again. she wasn't exactly one for aimless wandering, or travelling, but she would still like to see everything again. Perhaps spend longer than a few hours in a town before moving on, getting to experience the cultures would be nice. "Honestly, i feel the same."

This subject peaked Mia's interest. A famous bedtime story of Imil was that stars were souls of friends and family who watched over you, she didn't entirely believe it, but it was a nice thought to have. "So, Weyard is not the only world in existence? There are others with more people?" She asked curiously, "Do you think they have Alchemy or Adepts?"

That was if these other worlds even existed of course and was not just some scientists drunken writings.

[imilsangel]

Mia paused to consider the question. It was true, often times the cycle repeated itself. They would rest for a time and then go travelling Weyard again, slaying monster after monster, perhaps helping a non-descript person or two. There was always a reason for these things though.

With a deep breath, and the knowledge that Ivan’s weary eyes were gazing intently at her, she did her best to answer him. "Life is like that sometimes. What would you be doing had you never been on the quest? Studied each day and occassionally gone on merchant trips with Hammet?"

She could see her words sparking thoughts behind those purple eyes, "I’d be continuing as a healer, training the remains of the Mercury Clan. The events of life sometimes seem to repeat, it’s the little differences you need to notice."

She frowned, maybe that wasn’t the best answer, "All you can do is keep pushing forward, making the changes you can, even if it seems like you’ve done it a thousand times before."

[ofkalay]

Ivan paused in his thoughts to contemplate Mia’s words.

"You are right,"  He said, lips twitching a bit as he looked around the campsite,  "Perhaps I’m merely too quick to leave and run off to the next adventure.  I’m not too fond of being rooted in the same patterns; at least when we were moving as a group, it was always towards a goal."

[imilsangel]

Mia took another deep breath before exhaling it all in a deep sigh accompanied with a simple "Yeah."

She turned her gaze to the stars above, they always looked different no matter what, perhaps they moved?

"I do miss the the group, being together and having an objective. Moving to something new and amazing every day, seeing new sights, meeting new people, all of it." She smiled inwardly, wistfully, "But hey, can't be experiencing the fantastic and wonderful every day for the rest of our lives. There's only so much to see and to do."

She turned back to Ivan who was staring into the fire, she could almost see him remembering Garet. "Maybe someday there'll be some new danger we're needed to stop."

[ofkalay]

"Is it just me,"  Ivan began, finishing putting the tent up,  "Or does it that—sometimes—feel like nothing’s changed at all?  Like tomorrow we’re going to get up at the crack of dawn, run through a half hour of sparring, and then get walking to the next Lighthouse?"

Ivan sighed a bit and ran dirty hands through greasy, bloody hair,  ”Because sometimes I just..  I feel like we’re stuck in limbo!  Like it’s a game, and anytime now, someone’s going to start playing the game, and we go back to the beginning again!”

[imilsangel]

Mia paused to consider the question. It was true, often times the cycle repeated itself. They would rest for a time and then go travelling Weyard again, slaying monster after monster, perhaps helping a non-descript person or two. There was always a reason for these things though.

With a deep breath, and the knowledge that Ivan's weary eyes were gazing intently at her, she did her best to answer him. "Life is like that sometimes. What would you be doing had you never been on the quest? Studied each day and occassionally gone on merchant trips with Hammet?"

She could see her words sparking thoughts behind those purple eyes, "I'd be continuing as a healer, training the remains of the Mercury Clan. The events of life sometimes seem to repeat, it's the little differences you need to notice."

She frowned, maybe that wasn't the best answer, "All you can do is keep pushing forward, making the changes you can, even if it seems like you've done it a thousand times before."

[ofkalay]

Ivan had kept most of his chatting to a minimum, simply because chatting during combat wasn’t something Mia tolerated, and in all honesty, Ivan was scared of the team mom.

And by nightfall, the two had begun to set up a camp.  Ivan exhaled a bit.  ”Mia, I have a dumb question for you.”

[imilsangel]

By the end of the, mostly queit, day Mia was covered in sweat and an array of other fluids and gunk she didn't dare think about. If there was one thing she hated more than the violence of battle it was the disgusting aftermath.

She'd make sure both of them washed before they started travelling again in the morning, especially Ivan. He. Was. FILTHY.

At his voice, she turned with an expecting smile, "Oh? What is it?"

[wingsofanemos]

*boops hama on the head*

*stares at Mia suspiciously*

*ninja pokes her in the side*

[imilsangel]

"Hey!" Mia pouted, "You're not allowed to poke me back! That's cheating."

.................boops again.................

[atxner]

₩ (Isaac~)

Send me a ‘₩’ for my muse’s reaction of yours dumping a bucket of water on them.

 ”AAAAAa!! C-cold!! WHhyyyy???”

[imilsangel]

"Because you're filthy, Isaac!" She chastised, trying not to laugh at the ridiculous image of the Venus Adept with his hair slick and stuck to his face.

"When was the last time you washed? Gods above, you're as bad as Ivan and Garet sometimes. I thought you would at least make time to clean yourself."

[ofkalay]

"My tunic is fine,"  Ivan replied, a frown growing on his face as he backed up a little bit.

"You’re not well, Mia."

[imilsangel]

"Oh hush." She snapped, gripping his arm tightly and yanking him over to her, bringing the needle closer to small tear by his elbow, obviously frightening him enough to stop him squirming, lest he prick himself with it.

"We'll have you sewed up in no time~" She thrilled, all the wonderful images flying through her mind.

[ofkalay]

"Cross my heart,"  Ivan replied, making the gesture as he stood up.  He grinned back at her, replying,  "Let’s do it!"

He began to move forward, before he looked back at Mia.  ”Together?”

[imilsangel]

Mia nodded, twirling her staff in her hands with a bright grin, "Together." She replied, wrapping her arm around the smaller boy's shoulder as they walked.

Quickly travelling the side roads between Kalay and Vault, hunting out possible haunts and nests whenever they could, the two searched out any and all monsters they could find and do away with.

[imilsangel]

yo if anyone wants to plot or whatever hit me up

[ofkalay]

"I forget that,"  Ivan smiled a wry smile, before he properly hugged Mia.  "I’m sorry.  I’m sorry."

[imilsangel]

"You don't need to apologise, Ivan." She said reassuringly, "Just don't let it get you again, huh? And promise not to bring me up to the top of a Lighthouse again."

"Now, c'mon," Mia grinned, hoisting the two of them up to stand, brandishing her staff with a cocky grin. "let's go kick some monster butt and make this area safer for people."

[ofkalay]

"I swear, I didn’t feed anything to a troll this time,"  Ivan said, making his way over to Mia with a concerned look.

[imilsangel]

"Oh, silly boy." She giggled, ruffling his blonde hair with a gloved hand, "I just noticed that your tunic is horibly torn, and thought perhaps I could sew it up for you~" She grinned, showing a needle and thread she kept for surgical purposes.

[imilsangel]

"Oh Ivan~" Mia said tenderly, but no matter what the tones were as threatening as they were soft, "Come here~"