Characters involved are: Brin (RED), Riana (ORANGE), Dakota (GREEN), Ildon (BLUE),
Logged by Brin

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Ildon whispers, "So, you know what happened after you logged off, right?" to you.
Brin (OOC) thumps Ildon. "Shuttup" :)
Brin (OOC) says, "Not as such. You didn't die. And thats about all I know :) I guess you can tell me IC."
Ildon (OOC) says, "Well, you were repairing that woman, Aya brought me over to where you were, apparently, after I collapsed."
Ildon (OOC) says, "You patched me up and brought me to my bedroom upstairs the tavern."
Brin (OOC) says, "Ah. So I wasn't a running away git. Well, not really."
Ildon (OOC) says, "Okay, you do the honors."
Brin (OOC) asks, "what happened Xeero? He run away from your mighty superfriend status?"
Ildon (OOC) says, "Basically, Xeero saw Ayame and was broken from his trance, fell shaking to the ground, and since his sword nearly killed me, i fainted from exhaustion."
Brin (OOC) Ahs. And poses
Ildon (OOC) says, "I didn't suffer a scratch, btw, but had burns on my hands from the ether that I used."
Ildon
Brin arrives from under the bridge, plodding along in his usual careful gait. The one noticeable thing about him is the absence of the staff. Like most Etone, he now carries a promininetly-displayed pistol about his belt. He seems to have found a comforrtable niche for it somehow, and is walking almost normally. He ronds the bend, and bears down on the tavern.
Ildon stands in the middle of the Dazil Mercantile Area, nervously, reflective. He had just returned from a well-needed walk in the woods. He takes a minute to look about him. This is where it happened, he thinks, as he shall always from this day forward, whenever he sees this place. This is where I lost it, and... he chokes up... killed someone. He lifts, from the ground, the remains of Brin's battle staff. As if cued by this, he notices Brin's familiar form begin walking down the trail. He glances over, lifts the remnants of the staff and walks to greet him.
Brin spots Ildon, and his step picks up. He begins talking as soon as he is in earshot. "Ildon...", he draws up. "Ildon, are you all right? How are your hands?"...he looks down at Ildon's hands, to see they are holding... o 0 ( ...oh. that... )
Ildon sees a familiar, sad look in Brin's eyes. This was the same look that he had seen in the eyes of Princess Khiea was told of her brother's death. How sad, he thinks. Brin must have had a great attachment to this weapon. The idea is foreign to Ildon. Attachment to a weapon? He shakes his daze. "Brin, I found this. It was yours, right? I didn't think that you would want it to be picked up by some child, who could have hurted himself. Here, take it back. Maybe you can repair it, or something?"
Ildon drops A Broken Staff.
Taken.
Brin stares down at the clean slice, running all the way through the staff, except for a sliver, which has bent over, and not quite boken. He forlornly holds the pieces of the staff for a second, and shrugs lightly. "I..." he chokes... "That is, I...won't be needing this any more..."... he stares downwards, a lock of his hair falling in front of his eyes, so they are invisible. He separates the two halves, which appear to be about the same size. 2They...they could be reused for something else... Yes. they would make fine walking sticks...or..or..." o 0 ( ...stop it. You're blubbering now. He's staring... ) "Still, there is some use that cn be found for them, I'm sure..." He looks up, and the calm expression is still there, unfaltering.
Ildon (OOC) asks, "Is that to say your calm expression or mine?"
Brin (OOC) says, "Mine."
Ildon gives Brin an odd look. He sighs. "I understand," he lies. He puts the pieces of wood away in a pocket of his cloak. Yes, fine walking sticks, he jokes to himself. Although, his mood is hardly joking. "Brin," he says, and hesitates. "Brin, I need a favour of you, please."
Brin looks up at Ildon. Ildon probably saved his life. After his staff was destryed, he was unarmed. "Name it."
Ildon puts his hands in his pockets almost shamefully. They were recovering nicely, very little remained from what had happened the other night. He looks up, and risks mention of the fateful night. "I saw you..." he says, stumbling on his words, "...using what looked like Ether, from your amulet. You saw what happened, and you know that I also use ether. But I know very little about it." He looks down at the sand, remembering how it had danced in the air around him that night. What a rush, it had been. "Brin, you know that I am anything but a warrior, but I still have this... this power..." He stops himself. Just say it. "Brin, could you please tell me if there is any way to get rid of this? This power to kill, to destroy. Can I be cured?" His question is, he knew, different than what he had begun the sentence with, but was truly what he had wanted to know.
Brin nods. He had once asked himself the same question. And had come up with the same answer. "Ether power is considered a gift to most, only some can use it. And some don't wish to use it, like yourself..." He sighs... "This is understandable. I dislike hurting people myself. Ether is usually triggered by strong emotions, such as anger, or fear..." He looks Ildon in the eyes. "The key to not using Ether is just that. to not use it... It requires mental discipline, and I'm sure if you want enough not to use it again, then you will be able to stop yourself from using it."...He fingers his amulet..."The amulet...it's not actually powerful, I just use it to channel Ether power." ... he pauses... "Ether power is a gift. You cannot choose not to be able to use it. But you can choose not to use it. Or only use it as a last resort. It is entirely up to you."
Dakota has arrived.
Dakota (OOC) has come for the soul purpose of terrorizing others.
Brin (OOC) says, "Good enough."
Ildon (OOC) says, "Well, I think these two RPers are depressed, so go ahead."
Brin (OOC) wants his sticky wicky. Waaaaaa.
Dakota (OOC) pouts. "Wheres the fun in trying to anoy people who are already annoyed? Ooo...I know, listen to the chocobo song. It'll do one of two things...make ya hyper as hell like me (Yes, I'm listening to a midi format of it) or make you so POed you'll want to destroy your computer...or at least the speakers. ^_~"
Ildon (OOC) exclaims, "Listen to the one from V, it has vocals!"
Dakota (OOC) says, "Ildon, you can't get vocal in a midi. and midis are MUCH more annoying..."
Ildon (OOC) says, "The only vocal is when the guy goes "Huh!
Brin (OOC) says, "Midis go plinkety plonk. They're annoying."
Dakota (OOC) nodnods. "Yes, but when you're this hyper, you don't give a rats ass! ^_^ I need help...O.O;"
Brin (OOC) hmms. You could come along IC and cheer up the miserygutses.
Dakota (OOC) shakes her head. "I'm exiled from Dazil and supposedly looking for Galia. Not likely to be here right now."
Brin (OOC) dohs. 2Ah, so you are, I forgot"."
Dakota (OOC) nods.
Ildon thinks about this. Why does he ask questions to which he knows the answer? He had always been told, "you have a gift." To hear this again makes his eyes narrow, for perhaps the only time at all making him look threatening. "Brin..." he says, shamefully, "to be honest, I had another question. I was ready for that answer, and I can tell you that I truly do wish that I didn't have these powers. But, I think to myself, WHY do I have these powers? Certainly, if I hadn't had them, I would have been dead last night. But, because I do, someone else is dead... I am so undecided about this. I really need to learn more about this, and you are the only person on this continent who I know that..." he pauses..."Well, I guess that you are the ONLY person i know on this continent." He smiles nervously. "But the point is... is there somewhere that I can learn to develop..." he stops. Develop? Is this how he truly feels? "...that is, somewhere where I can learn more about this ability? Perhaps from someone at
Ildon says, "Ethos can teach me something?" He bites his lip. "Please..."
Brin (OOC) says, "Way to put a guy on the spot. Now, to make something up."
Ildon (OOC) says, "Man, mothers can really serve to impede the RPing process."
Ildon (OOC) says, "Yeh, make something up. How comforting."
Brin (OOC) says, "Quiet, you."
Dakota (OOC) says, "Mind if I just watcsdfjsldktjlerts"
Brin (OOC) says, "No probjhksjdfhyr"
Ildon (OOC) says, "..... ok, just watcsdfjsldktjlerts, and nothing more."
Dakota (OOC) blinks and plucks the cat off the keyboard. "uhhhh....guess the cat wanted a say in that...sorry. o.O"
Ildon (OOC) laughs. No probjhksjdfhyr
Brin (OOC) says, "the cat can watcsdfjsldktjlerts too."
Ildon (OOC) laughs out loud
Dakota (OOC) glaaaaares at Brin, Ildon and Salem. (my kitty. ^_^)
Brin sighs as he sees Ildon's expression. "I know, perhaps that wasn't the easy answer you were looking for. And the thing is, I really dont think it can be just turned off. Refining your ether power and learning to control it is the only way..." He looks uncomfortably at Ildon. "The Ethos, maybe. I may be able to give you some basic exercises to practice with. It takes time. I don;t think anyone knows how people are chosen to have Ether power. The people who are chosen, however, must learn to control it, or risk destroying themselves." He looks off over Ildon's shoulder... o 0 ( ... make him 10 years younger, and he could be me at that age... ).
Ildon has connected.
Ildon (OOC) says, "Sorry..."
Ildon (OOC) says, "I got disconnected."
Ildon has disconnected.
Ildon (OOC) asks, "Could you repeat whatever happened please?"
Brin (OOC) Gahs. Hang on.
Ildon (OOC) asks, "Kota, you still here too?"
Brin sighs as he sees Ildon's expression. "I know, perhaps that wasn't the easy answer you were looking for. And the thing is, I really dont think it can be just turned off. Refining your ether power and learning to control it is the only way..." He looks uncomfortably at Ildon. "The Ethos, maybe. I may be able to give you some basic exercises to practice with. It takes time. I don;t think anyone knows how people are chosen to have Ether power. The people who are chosen, however, must learn to control it, or risk destroying themselves." He looks off over Ildon's shoulder... o 0 ( ... make him 10 years younger, and he could be me at that age... ).
Riana has arrived.
Riana yawns as she walks by ^_^ Ever the wanderer.
Ildon had expected that. Risk destroying myself... he certainly had last night. The energy rushing through him had been incredible. He certainly thought that he was going to die. "Alright, I appreciate it, my friend. But, today is nearly over. Perhaps you can tell me more tomorrow, after we have both had time to rest? For now, I am longing for my bed." Yes, and a little more time to myself.
Dakota (OOC) says, "Yes I'm still here, sorry, I was working on a drawing., (no Ildon, not -that- one) so I didn't see this thing flashing. ^_^;;"
Brin (OOC) says, "-that- drawing? :)"
Ildon (OOC) laughs. (liked that one, too.)
Brin (OOC) wonders if any of Kota's drawing are online.
Dakota (OOC) smirks. "You're better off not knowing Brin, believe me."
Ildon (OOC) says, "I could tell him..."
Brin (OOC) wields the Valleyspeak generator at Dakota. Murharharhar.
Riana (OOC) says, "Me wanna see drawings! ^_^"
Dakota (OOC) says, "No, but I'm getting a scanner for christmas! (Shhh...don't tell my dad that I know, my brother told me, little brothers really DO have a purpose!) so they will be! ^_^"
Dakota (OOC) screams and hides behind Riana. "God no Brin! Not THAT!"
Ildon (OOC) exclaims, "Hey, does anyone else have the Xenogears desktop theme from www.zenogias.com? It is pretty cool-- whenever something bad happens, Grahf's music comes up!"
Brin (OOC) will look forward to it. Come on, -that-drawing. Explain.
Ildon (OOC) says, "Ayame, nude, covered in barb wire."
Ildon (OOC) says, "Right out of the movies."
Brin (OOC) says, "Oh my."
Dakota (OOC) shakes her head. "I'd rather not....DAMN YOU ILDON! It's not the way it sounds, believe me. x.X"
Brin (OOC) exclaims, "Draw a wussy Etone! A Wussy Etone!"
Ildon (OOC) says, "And holding a severed testicle, too! *wink"
Ildon (OOC) says, "was her pic..."
Brin (OOC) says, "On second thoughts, don't. If its going to be one of _those_ pictures."
Ildon (OOC) says, "not the etone... *sweat"
Dakota (OOC) chokes. "IT'S AN ORB NOT A TESTICLE!" cries. "Damn you Ildon and your foul mind..."
Ildon (OOC) says, "That was Niki's foul mind, not mine."
Ildon (OOC) says, "Brin, mind wrapping it up? I gotta go."
Dakota (OOC) x.X "You encouraged her..."
Brin (OOC) says, "ok"
Ildon (OOC) laughs. "You should use that pic for the net. 'Mess with Ayame, and...'"
Dakota (OOC) facepalms.
Brin nods, and pats Ildon on the shoulder. "Don't worry. It may take time, but eventually you'll be able to get over it. Your convictions are strong...". He steps back, and begins to trod off toward the tavern. "Anyway, I shall see you presently...Good evening..."
Riana (OOC) says, "^_^ Don't you hate when people do that? My friends always said my women I drew had a bigger package then we do ;p And we were all men >.< Bastards."
Ildon (OOC) laughs
Dakota (OOC) laughs.
Ildon (OOC) says, "I believe the term is "camel toe.
Brin (OOC) says, "be nice, you."
Riana (OOC) draws like Satoshi Urushihara, the king of camel toes ;p
Ildon watches the man walk off to the tavern. Perhaps I should spend some more time on the outside. He walks off into the darkness, in the direction of the Blackmoon forest.
Dakota (OOC) blinks "Camel toes? Satoshi Urushihara?"
Riana (OOC) pushes enthusiasticly, "Lookielookielookie! See! I do! ^_^ Ne?"
Ildon (OOC) asks, "Wait a moment... there is a KING of the Camel Toes?"
Dakota (OOC) blinks. "Wha?"
Ildon (OOC) explains to Dakota. Camel Toe=Female Package.
Dakota (OOC) x.X "Oh. So maybe I'm a little out of date with my terms. Guess I just gotta 'get on the trolly' huh?" ducks.
Ildon (OOC) says, "Okay, on that sour note, I believe I'll log off."
Ildon (OOC) says, "Goodnight, all."
Dakota (OOC) says, "Goodnight"
Riana (OOC) waives
Brin (OOC) wavies.
Ildon has disconnected.