First Clash

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[Felix's immediate reaction to the plane is fear, which he disguises by drawing his second-hand sword and putting on a mask of irritation.] What is this? Sol Sanctum? That is not possible.

[Rising tension] Unless--Wise One? Where are you? Is this your doing? Saturos! Menardi! Your threats I will bear without complaint, but this mockery is too much. Saturos! Alex? I swear to you, Alex, if you're playing games with me you will regret it!

…Jenna? [And, with an edge of desperation that can't really be labeled anything else,] Jenna!

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[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[He presses a hand to his side and says nothing.]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[GRRR.] Felix!

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[Painfully] I told you. They'll kill her.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Casts Cure.] They won't know. Not here. They can't come here. [Now that the anger has left him, Isaac just sounds like the sad, scared little boy he was when the storm happened]

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

They'll know. [Hisses as the wounds heal.] Whether they can come here or not.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Unless they're like Ivan, they can't.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[Snarling] They'll know! Enough to be suspicious, enough to put Jenna at risk.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[FFFFFFFFFFT] Fine. We'll stop you before you light another Lighthouse anyways!

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

Of course you will. You're Vale's chosen hero. [Not bitter, no.]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Oh fuck you, Felix.] Only because your lot forced me into this situation!

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[He gets to his feet slowly, his side still pounding.] Don't group me in with them.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Well you're with them!

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

And I am not one of them! [He turns away, panting, to stagger over to his weapon.]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[So Isaac uses catch! And drags the sword over to him.] Then why?

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[He stops, then just keeps walking. Swords are replaceable.]

[And then he thinks of what Saturos will do to him if he comes back without his weapon.]

Because I must.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[NOT ACCEPTABLE ANSWER >/]

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

Give me my weapon, Isaac. At least leave me the means to defend my sister.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Well...He can't argue with that. He hesitated a bit before handing it back, hilt first.]

You can come and go from here by thinking about it. They wont notice you've been gone.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

You don't know them as I do. They always notice. [And he's gone.]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Time sto---or you could leave.