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“Red, I am fluent in two foreign languages and can speak three more, including really bad Elvish…Honestly I enjoy it” Mei had said with a smile in response to Red’s comment about Maurangerian being difficult to learn. She wasn’t trying to boast or anything but was merely trying to convince him that she was up to the challenge of learning his language, and although she didn’t actually know what science was she would be more than happy to discuss magical theory with the mercenary, though she suspected he’d be bored to tears by it in next to no time.
It was at this point that Red had left in order to set up the new camp, closely followed by her and Joshua with one final anxious look at Glasya’s tent, wondering what could have happened to her and whether it could simply be the case that she’d decided to leave her tent where it was and has already left. Only time would tell.
For the remainder of the day the camp was mostly deserted save for a small band of armed men that may have belonged to either faction hurriedly passing through the remains of the camp and thankfully overlooking them in the process.
Save for this single incident Sync had the entire campground to himself, allowing him to search through both the farmhouse and the abandoned and forgotten baggage left by the rebel group in order to furnish himself with enough food to keep him and Glasya going for this day at least, though attempting to feed the Ifrit in her current state was a complete waste of time. By using a damp cloth Sync was just about able to get her to drink some water before using what was left to cool her down a bit.
It was sometime during the night that Glasya’s fever broke; bringing an end to her constant shivering and chattering teeth, along with her temperature finally dropping to something approaching normal allowing the pair of them to get some sleep and it would be around mid morning the following day when she finally awoke; asking for a drink of water in a dry voice.
Taking small sips from the cup with trembling hands she slowly took in her surroundings seemingly as surprised as Sync had been that her tent had reverted from its previously lavish form to a rather basic A-frame barely big enough for some bedding and a small battered travelling chest “I feel disgusting…how…how long was I out for?” she asked in a weak voice; nodding her head in understanding when she was given an answer. It was about what she’d expected, in fact it was probably a little better than what she’d expected considering how quickly she’d gone down hill the previous day though despite her fever having broken she still felt very weak and light headed “Could you find me some clean clothes please?...I’d like to bath but I don’t really feel up to it at the minute” she spoke, feeling a little silly for having to ask her lover to help her get dressed like a child. A quick look through the travel chest would reveal a simple nightdress lurking in amongst some of her more exotic garments or at least those that hadn’t evaporated along with the tents original form.
It was as she was about halfway through stripping off her sweat drenched clothing that she suddenly seemed to notice that her normally tanned skin was now a coppery colour and covered in a mass of swirling tattoo’s; the Ifrit staring in horror at the offending limb before then nervously probing the inside of her mouth with a fingertip to find the fangs lurking inside “oh no, no, no this can’t be happening….how…how long have I been like this?” she asked in a trembling voice. However before Sync was even able to answer her question she had burst into tears; burying her face in her hands as she sobbed “no, no, no you’re not supposed to see me like this? I am a monster!...I am surprised the others haven’t had me burnt at the stake already!” she sniffed miserably, though to be honest that was perhaps a bit of an over statement as she still possessed the same hourglass figure and attractive facial features; only slightly marred by the blood red eyes and fangs she’d recently gained. But all the same she had gone to pieces, fully expecting the boyfriend she’d only just acquired, her first ever boyfriend, to leave her the moment she was well enough to look after herself once again.
“Can’t I be going with you?” Leilani asked in a hopeful voice from where she was sat by the campfire reading a series of scrolls that Mei had given her to study; hoping that her friend wouldn’t leave her alone with a group of strangers again. Sure Edward was nice enough to her; making the effort to actually talk to her and tell her jokes she really didn’t understand, but Arnold was just continuously sweet talking her in a blatant attempt to get her to sleep with him and as for everybody else, she didn’t know them and they all seemed to regard her as the girl that swapped sides and so barely spoke to her like they expected her to be some kind of spy “Please…I could be…” damn it! How do you say “translate” in this infernal language! Leilani silently cursed.
In between teaching her the basics of magic Mei was also in the process of teaching her common Tiranian stating that if she could learn that then she could learn to speak anything. Not to mention the fact that half the world spoke it therefore allowing her to better communicate with others from outside of Khitai Stupid barbarian tongue! “…making of words you to being understanding” there…that was close enough.
The village was about an hour or two’s walk away down the mountain meaning that the residents of the camp and the village wouldn’t be getting in each others way, however they would be close enough for them to form a relationship of sorts if they so desired “Please…I be needing of winter clothing” Leilani said hoping that her need to acquire something warmer than her dress would be a good enough excuse to abandon her studies for a short while and go for a walk. That and like she’d tried to say, Red may need help with the language though whether or not she was allowed to come would be down to Red and nobody else.
Hearing Joshua’s breathless inquiries as to the magical properties of the mountain, Mei couldn’t help but giggle as she placed her arms about her fiancée’s neck and gave him a quick peck on the lips “no sweetheart, the mountain isn’t magical the air is just really thin up here…you’ll need to take things easy until you get used to it” she said in a gentle voice suspecting that he would have a hard time in not helping others quite so much, though he wouldn’t be alone in that as more than a few of the foreign mercenaries and fighters from Khitai’s lowland villages were also struggling with the sudden increase in altitude.
The journey hadn’t been too bad, with the magi trying her best to teach her young apprentice the art of magic in the few breaks that they’d had, as well as showing her how to turn the ingredients she’d been sent to collect into a paste to rub around her newly acquired gemstone to reduce the itching sensation that would be surely driving her mad by now.
It had also become clear that teaching Leilani would be a long process as although she did possess some rudimentary knowledge she was far from being a competent magic user which more than explained why Red hadn’t been killed on the day that they’d first met. Mei also suspected that along with Gwyll; who had seemingly grown rather attached to, and protective of Khalid, that Leilani would become yet another surrogate daughter with Mei, only a few years older than her playing the part of mother. She’d already caught the girl staring at Khalid and Gwyll twice now causing her to wonder whether or not she’d developed a crush, though having heard and fully understood Leilani’s forced confession of intimacy Mei wasn’t entirely sure who it was she was crushing over, though seen as Gwyll and Khalid seemed to be in some kind of relationship with one another neither were ideal choices. Then again maybe the girl was just trying to pluck up the courage to try and talk to them; after all they were all of a similar age to one another.
Removing her arms from about his neck so as to take his hand Mei led Joshua back to where their tent was and sat down beside the small campfire “Come on Joshua, sit down before you fall” Mei said with a chuckle; wanting to have a little alone time with him whilst she could.
She’d been dead on the money when she’d said that they probably wouldn’t have another chance like they had back at the farmhouse. Their first night had been spent sleeping under a wagon as they had had neither the space nor energy to put up a tent and the next two nights they had shared their rather small and cramped tent with Leilani after they’d found her looking very lost and alone, which was becoming something of a common occurrence for the girl, we need to get the poor girl some friends Mei thought to herself once again conjuring up the image of Khalid and Gwyll.
Gently nuzzling Joshua’s neck Mei, quietly contemplated how to broach the subject that had been on her mind for the past two or three nights; hoping that a little affection would put him in a good mood “Joshua…I…I’ve been thinking” Mei cautiously began; her voice already beginning to stammer slightly before she’d even started “…I…I know you don’t like them and…and…I…I am not particularly fond of them either but…nobody has seen Glasya and…and Sync for a couple of days now….and…and…well….erm….I was thinking that…maybe we should go back and…and look for them?”
“Gwyll, Honestly I am fine…you don’t need to fuss over me” Khalid said to the girl that had taken it upon herself to look after him, even when it wasn’t required. They’d had this conversation before but it’d done little to persuade her that he didn’t require her, or someone else constant attention. Which if it wasn’t for the fact that he suspected that everyone thought she was sleeping with him wouldn’t be doing his image much good. Though truth be told she was sleeping with him, what she wasn’t doing was having sex with him, over which he had mixed feelings because although the idea of having sex with the attractive blonde was more than a little appealing he also knew that she didn’t want a significant other as she termed it and simply wanted someone to cuddle up to at night, an act that Khalid had come to find rather soothing. And so other than the gentle kiss on the forehead he’d given her one night their relationship was purely platonic and Khalid was content to leave it at that for the time being at least.
Finding himself a comfy looking rock Khalid sat down so as to survey the earthworks currently being dug around two sides of the camp; the others being safely blocked off by either the lake or the cliffs.
For some reason he found things took him far more effort since he’d arrive at this place than before and was often having to stop and rest for things he wouldn’t normally even have to pause for breath, which he was sure wouldn’t be helping his cause with Gwyll “So Gwyll tell me, you’ve spent more time out in the local countryside than the rest of us, anything interesting out there?”
It was at this point that Red had left in order to set up the new camp, closely followed by her and Joshua with one final anxious look at Glasya’s tent, wondering what could have happened to her and whether it could simply be the case that she’d decided to leave her tent where it was and has already left. Only time would tell.
For the remainder of the day the camp was mostly deserted save for a small band of armed men that may have belonged to either faction hurriedly passing through the remains of the camp and thankfully overlooking them in the process.
Save for this single incident Sync had the entire campground to himself, allowing him to search through both the farmhouse and the abandoned and forgotten baggage left by the rebel group in order to furnish himself with enough food to keep him and Glasya going for this day at least, though attempting to feed the Ifrit in her current state was a complete waste of time. By using a damp cloth Sync was just about able to get her to drink some water before using what was left to cool her down a bit.
It was sometime during the night that Glasya’s fever broke; bringing an end to her constant shivering and chattering teeth, along with her temperature finally dropping to something approaching normal allowing the pair of them to get some sleep and it would be around mid morning the following day when she finally awoke; asking for a drink of water in a dry voice.
Taking small sips from the cup with trembling hands she slowly took in her surroundings seemingly as surprised as Sync had been that her tent had reverted from its previously lavish form to a rather basic A-frame barely big enough for some bedding and a small battered travelling chest “I feel disgusting…how…how long was I out for?” she asked in a weak voice; nodding her head in understanding when she was given an answer. It was about what she’d expected, in fact it was probably a little better than what she’d expected considering how quickly she’d gone down hill the previous day though despite her fever having broken she still felt very weak and light headed “Could you find me some clean clothes please?...I’d like to bath but I don’t really feel up to it at the minute” she spoke, feeling a little silly for having to ask her lover to help her get dressed like a child. A quick look through the travel chest would reveal a simple nightdress lurking in amongst some of her more exotic garments or at least those that hadn’t evaporated along with the tents original form.
It was as she was about halfway through stripping off her sweat drenched clothing that she suddenly seemed to notice that her normally tanned skin was now a coppery colour and covered in a mass of swirling tattoo’s; the Ifrit staring in horror at the offending limb before then nervously probing the inside of her mouth with a fingertip to find the fangs lurking inside “oh no, no, no this can’t be happening….how…how long have I been like this?” she asked in a trembling voice. However before Sync was even able to answer her question she had burst into tears; burying her face in her hands as she sobbed “no, no, no you’re not supposed to see me like this? I am a monster!...I am surprised the others haven’t had me burnt at the stake already!” she sniffed miserably, though to be honest that was perhaps a bit of an over statement as she still possessed the same hourglass figure and attractive facial features; only slightly marred by the blood red eyes and fangs she’d recently gained. But all the same she had gone to pieces, fully expecting the boyfriend she’d only just acquired, her first ever boyfriend, to leave her the moment she was well enough to look after herself once again.
“Can’t I be going with you?” Leilani asked in a hopeful voice from where she was sat by the campfire reading a series of scrolls that Mei had given her to study; hoping that her friend wouldn’t leave her alone with a group of strangers again. Sure Edward was nice enough to her; making the effort to actually talk to her and tell her jokes she really didn’t understand, but Arnold was just continuously sweet talking her in a blatant attempt to get her to sleep with him and as for everybody else, she didn’t know them and they all seemed to regard her as the girl that swapped sides and so barely spoke to her like they expected her to be some kind of spy “Please…I could be…” damn it! How do you say “translate” in this infernal language! Leilani silently cursed.
In between teaching her the basics of magic Mei was also in the process of teaching her common Tiranian stating that if she could learn that then she could learn to speak anything. Not to mention the fact that half the world spoke it therefore allowing her to better communicate with others from outside of Khitai Stupid barbarian tongue! “…making of words you to being understanding” there…that was close enough.
The village was about an hour or two’s walk away down the mountain meaning that the residents of the camp and the village wouldn’t be getting in each others way, however they would be close enough for them to form a relationship of sorts if they so desired “Please…I be needing of winter clothing” Leilani said hoping that her need to acquire something warmer than her dress would be a good enough excuse to abandon her studies for a short while and go for a walk. That and like she’d tried to say, Red may need help with the language though whether or not she was allowed to come would be down to Red and nobody else.
Hearing Joshua’s breathless inquiries as to the magical properties of the mountain, Mei couldn’t help but giggle as she placed her arms about her fiancée’s neck and gave him a quick peck on the lips “no sweetheart, the mountain isn’t magical the air is just really thin up here…you’ll need to take things easy until you get used to it” she said in a gentle voice suspecting that he would have a hard time in not helping others quite so much, though he wouldn’t be alone in that as more than a few of the foreign mercenaries and fighters from Khitai’s lowland villages were also struggling with the sudden increase in altitude.
The journey hadn’t been too bad, with the magi trying her best to teach her young apprentice the art of magic in the few breaks that they’d had, as well as showing her how to turn the ingredients she’d been sent to collect into a paste to rub around her newly acquired gemstone to reduce the itching sensation that would be surely driving her mad by now.
It had also become clear that teaching Leilani would be a long process as although she did possess some rudimentary knowledge she was far from being a competent magic user which more than explained why Red hadn’t been killed on the day that they’d first met. Mei also suspected that along with Gwyll; who had seemingly grown rather attached to, and protective of Khalid, that Leilani would become yet another surrogate daughter with Mei, only a few years older than her playing the part of mother. She’d already caught the girl staring at Khalid and Gwyll twice now causing her to wonder whether or not she’d developed a crush, though having heard and fully understood Leilani’s forced confession of intimacy Mei wasn’t entirely sure who it was she was crushing over, though seen as Gwyll and Khalid seemed to be in some kind of relationship with one another neither were ideal choices. Then again maybe the girl was just trying to pluck up the courage to try and talk to them; after all they were all of a similar age to one another.
Removing her arms from about his neck so as to take his hand Mei led Joshua back to where their tent was and sat down beside the small campfire “Come on Joshua, sit down before you fall” Mei said with a chuckle; wanting to have a little alone time with him whilst she could.
She’d been dead on the money when she’d said that they probably wouldn’t have another chance like they had back at the farmhouse. Their first night had been spent sleeping under a wagon as they had had neither the space nor energy to put up a tent and the next two nights they had shared their rather small and cramped tent with Leilani after they’d found her looking very lost and alone, which was becoming something of a common occurrence for the girl, we need to get the poor girl some friends Mei thought to herself once again conjuring up the image of Khalid and Gwyll.
Gently nuzzling Joshua’s neck Mei, quietly contemplated how to broach the subject that had been on her mind for the past two or three nights; hoping that a little affection would put him in a good mood “Joshua…I…I’ve been thinking” Mei cautiously began; her voice already beginning to stammer slightly before she’d even started “…I…I know you don’t like them and…and…I…I am not particularly fond of them either but…nobody has seen Glasya and…and Sync for a couple of days now….and…and…well….erm….I was thinking that…maybe we should go back and…and look for them?”
“Gwyll, Honestly I am fine…you don’t need to fuss over me” Khalid said to the girl that had taken it upon herself to look after him, even when it wasn’t required. They’d had this conversation before but it’d done little to persuade her that he didn’t require her, or someone else constant attention. Which if it wasn’t for the fact that he suspected that everyone thought she was sleeping with him wouldn’t be doing his image much good. Though truth be told she was sleeping with him, what she wasn’t doing was having sex with him, over which he had mixed feelings because although the idea of having sex with the attractive blonde was more than a little appealing he also knew that she didn’t want a significant other as she termed it and simply wanted someone to cuddle up to at night, an act that Khalid had come to find rather soothing. And so other than the gentle kiss on the forehead he’d given her one night their relationship was purely platonic and Khalid was content to leave it at that for the time being at least.
Finding himself a comfy looking rock Khalid sat down so as to survey the earthworks currently being dug around two sides of the camp; the others being safely blocked off by either the lake or the cliffs.
For some reason he found things took him far more effort since he’d arrive at this place than before and was often having to stop and rest for things he wouldn’t normally even have to pause for breath, which he was sure wouldn’t be helping his cause with Gwyll “So Gwyll tell me, you’ve spent more time out in the local countryside than the rest of us, anything interesting out there?”