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realityshifted2011-10-26 07:37 am
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ஜ 1st Rise of the Phoenix ஜ
[There's a man walking through the Astral Plane today. His steps are firm and decided as he moves forward, giving his surroundings just a brief glare as he goes. It almost seems as if he knows where he's going... But he doesn't. The time travel must have had a side effect, or he has indeed fallen into a trap set by Chronos. He can barely remember where he was when he noticed the shop and entered it for the first time, or when he entered it the second time, the last clear memory he has is jumping to the lake of time and grasping Athena's chain of flowers to follow her and Shun to the past.
Ikki stops for a moment, a hand raising to hold his head for a second as he tries once more to remember, but nothing comes. It's fine, it doesn't matter anyway, where he is, how he got there... He has to find Athena and Shun, nothing else matters, if this is a prank or a trap he will break free from it and follow them, if not... He will get explanations later on, probably, once he finds them. He eyes for a second the flower bracelet on his wrist, convincing himself that he didn't miss the lead or get lost while holding it. He concentrates his Cosmos, making it reach out, searching, calling, for those of his goddess and his brother or for anyone who would hear it. And then he continues moving forward in silence, keeping his thoughts to himself and searching, for someone or a way out, both options work with him.]
Ikki stops for a moment, a hand raising to hold his head for a second as he tries once more to remember, but nothing comes. It's fine, it doesn't matter anyway, where he is, how he got there... He has to find Athena and Shun, nothing else matters, if this is a prank or a trap he will break free from it and follow them, if not... He will get explanations later on, probably, once he finds them. He eyes for a second the flower bracelet on his wrist, convincing himself that he didn't miss the lead or get lost while holding it. He concentrates his Cosmos, making it reach out, searching, calling, for those of his goddess and his brother or for anyone who would hear it. And then he continues moving forward in silence, keeping his thoughts to himself and searching, for someone or a way out, both options work with him.]

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So you know who I am. You may refer to me as Pope, however. Aries is a title I do not bear any longer [And that hurts to say. He knows that the title of Pope is a high and exalted one, one he should feel proud to bear and feel no sadness over the change. Yet Aries was his Cloth, the one he had worked so hard for. It's strange to just give it up.]
Who might you be?
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[He repeats it and it sounds as if he's testing how it rings in his voice. Honestly, he's not sure he likes it, but he never was one to respect authority easily. He refrains from mentioning how, despite knowing him, or of him, he had never met the man. Hécate warned him about altering time and even if this isn't the past, or destiny is cruel, he doesn't want to take any more risks.]
I'm Phoenix Ikki, saint from the XX century. It seems it will still be a long while before you reach there though.
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I would be worried if you had recognized me. You're not supposed to know me after all.
[Though that part will probably go through the drain when he returns, there's not going to be any way to avoid meeting the saints of the XVII century, right?]