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[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu is hanging out near the theatre with a pile of, what is, presumably, a cloth. It's gold, but seems a bit...curlier than Aries. He's not repairing it, since he has none of the things he'd need for that, but nevertheless, there is a tiny hammer in one hand, which he's using to lightly tap out imperfections on the surface. He seems very lost in what he's doing, though occasionally, something in the task will give him a moment's pause, or, rarely, smile.


Clearly, the best thing to do here would be to bother him. ]

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[ram-of-gold.livejournal.com]

[Trying to see which Cloth Mu is working on]

[lamb_of_gold]

You're leaving soon?

[ram-of-gold.livejournal.com]

Yes, it is what Athena wills.

[lamb_of_gold]

Leo is accompanying you. I'm simply mending any breaks in his cloth just in case. I've finished with Aries already.

[ram-of-gold.livejournal.com]

[Nods] ...Just what do you plan on doing during this?

[lamb_of_gold]

I will stay and mind the temple and the lambs. I've....a bad feeling that I cannot place.

[ram-of-gold.livejournal.com]

Bad feeling? Do you think the Specters will make a move towards Sanctuary again?

[lamb_of_gold]

I do. But perhaps I'm overreacting.

[ram-of-gold.livejournal.com]

Given all that has happened recently, I do not think you are. A gold Saint shouldn't discount those feelings, not now of all times.

[oliverplus]

Hey, that's pretty.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu blinks as his working focus is interrupted. He seems almost bewildered for a moment, but then smiles]

It thanks you.

[oliverplus]

[blinks, confused by his words] It does? You mean...it's alive?

[lamb_of_gold]

Very much so, though it's mostly dormant here, without it's master.

[oliverplus]

[sits down next to him, looking at the cloth with interest] What do you mean? How does that work?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu puts down the plate he was working on, then taps the pile a few times. The gold metal shines and the pile assembles himself into what looks to be an ornate statue of a Lion]

The Cloths are sets of Holy Armour, blessed by the Goddess Athena. There are 88 Cloths in existance - one for every constellation in the sky. Of those, 48 are bronze cloths - the lowest rank, and, often, the weakest, 24 are silver cloths, and 12 are Gold. The remaining four cloths have been long since lost to time.

A cloth is brought to life through his master's will and Cosmo, sometimes acting or reacting without any apparent stimulus. However, beyond that, these cloths possess lives and wills of their own, though without a master, they often lie dormant.

I'm afraid I don't know the exact mechanics anymore. Nobody does. These cloths were forged in the age of myth - only the knowledge on how to heal them remains anymore.

[oliverplus]

[is a little busy staring at the seeming statue of armour] Whoa! That's cool!

So, are they meant to protect the Ea...uh...the planet? [blinks] Did you say Athena?

[lamb_of_gold]

This is Leo.

The Earth, and yes, I did say Athena.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[Tamaki is good for a bother. He comes up behind Mu, looking over his shoulder curiously to see what he's doing]

What's that?

[lamb_of_gold]

The Leo cloth. I'm finishing it's healing process.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

A Leo cloth?

[lamb_of_gold]

The Leo cloth. [He taps the pile a few times, and the plates reassemble themselves into what looks to be an ornate golden statue of a lion]

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[he lets out a small gasp as it reassembles. He hesitantly puts a hand forward to touch it]

How did that happen?

[lamb_of_gold]

I asked it to.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[he is now looking at you in awe, Mu]

But how? I didn't hear you say anything? And what kind of cloth does that? Is it magic?

[lamb_of_gold]

Does one always require words to communicate?

A Cloth is a set of sacred armor. It is, in a sense, very alive.