Posted May 27 2013 - 12:08 AM
IC(Daylaria-Flashback)Daylaria was headed towards the prison cell as she thought back. Anthyn had met her- secluded of course, as she could never set foot in Ga-Koro again -and taught her about the Valkyr. Namely, she had taught her how to execute rituals of power. How to absorb souls, and the benefits of doing so. She remembered it, even now...Around two months ago...Ah, vacation. It was glorious, and the very word rung in her ears like beautiful music. It was unfortunate that she had to spend it the way she was. That is, in a secluded coastline area where Anthyn was to meet her. Both Valkyr had discussed something like this, but now it was to happen. And here she was, awaiting Anthyn as the sun began to set.She was heralded by a flock of birds that soared upwards, skywards, and obscured the view of the sky in the tiny clearing Daylaria occupied. Her broad wingspan was a shroud of shadow as she descended. Anthyn came down as a majestic creature, beautiful beyond mortal tokens, and landed before Daylaria. The wings folded into themselves and transformed into an ermine cloak of feathers."It's about time we chatted," Anthyn said, her voices calm and centered.Daylaria nodded, noting the rather extravagant entrance. "I'm thinking the same thing.""Congratulations on your wings," Anthyn said and stepped over to Daylaria. She sat on the log beside the other Valkyr and felt the feathers with critical regard. "Too bad you didn't gain much else from your apotheosis.""What else could I have asked for?" She said, a smile coming to her face that didn't have the power to reach her eyes, "you gave me what I asked for, and I cannot express my gratitude.""I didn't give you anything," Anthyn replied. "It's the spirit within you, not the body you inhabit, that makes you a Valkyr.""Hmm..." she nodded, "I suppose. Even still, my existence as a Valkyr would never have been realized had it not been for your intervention. Anyways, get to the point," she crossed her arms, "what is it you want from me? Or is that not why you've come?""Tell me about your transformation," Anthyn asked. "Tell me -- what did you feel?""Well, as you know, I was and am a soldier of the law. Where I used to simply serve for the purpose of justice, I now thirst for it. No, even more, I thirst for vengeance. I have to see those who do evil in the name of evil get what they deserve. It is the natural evolution of the mind, now that my intelligence has expanded, is it not?""The desire for vengeance is a powerful one but it is a mortal one. As Valkyr, however, we strive for something more. What did you feel when you became one of us?" Anthyn pressed urgently. "And what made you want to become one of us?"She smiled again, this time forcefully, showing off her beauty and elegance to an audience of the nature. "When I became a Valkyr, I felt no anxiousness, no worry, just...calm. I was finally superior. I had reached another plane of existence. I was truly perfect."She shrugged. "As for why I wanted to become a Valkyr...it's so silly now...I felt as though I needed more power to track down the Xa-Koroans who plagued the island, even though I know now that being a Valkyr is so much more than that. It is the next step on the evolutionary ladder, the one that only certain people can even hope to attain.""Does that satisfy your curiosity?""And yet you still have a ways to go," Anthyn mused. The greater Valkyr bent down and collected a pretty flower and caressed it in her fingers. "Tell me, how many did you take in your ceremony?""Merely one," she said humbly, "I was in a bit of a rush.""Merely one," Anthyn echoed. "That barely qualified you as a Valkyr. No wonder you came whimpering to me here," she derided.Daylaria grimaced, scowling slightly. "You came to me...?""Don't be so coy, Daylaria," Anthyn said unabashedly. "You know your weakness. You need me. I'm here because you, or rather your spirit, called me. And so here you are," she said, touching Daylaria's shoulder with her finger, "and here I am," she said and touched her chest, "to help you become stronger.""Please," she said, "call me Almanacia. It is my chosen name as a Valkyr." She said this with a smile, as if disregarding what Anthyn had said. "So please, elaborate on how you can help me? I have no doubt that there are an infinite amount of ways to do so.""Ah, so the sparrow chooses her name. Good," Anthyn said, obviously pleased. "Honestly there is little I can actually do to help you. But... I can give you directions."How much longer is your vacation?""Around a week. No rest for the weary, as it were- I've only gotten this much because of Makuta's defeat," She said, a smile appearing as soon as she heard the approval in Anthyn's tone."Good. In order to become stronger you must undertake a ceremony not unlike what you have already done, and for that you will need... participants. The details of the ceremony are difficult to speak -- language is a mortal affair, so instead I will tell you another way."Fast as lightning she swung her hand and hit Almanacia on the back of her skull with as much force as a heavy mace. The younger Valkyr collapsed and her eyes rolled back as she abruptly fell unconscious. Anthyn, meanwhile, caressed her head lovingly and set it upon her lap. She mumbled a sentence in her native tongue and held her index finger on the crown of Almanacia's head as she released the information and directly inserted it into her mind.When she woke up days later she was distinctly aware of how to perform the rite....Present timeThe Marine commander took both prisoners in a room, closing them in with just her and a Marine mook. The room was padlocked from the inside, soundproof and with no windows. It was three feet of concrete all the way around, in addition to being submerged. It was usually used as an interrogation for the most dangerous criminals, but she was under a different excuse. "I need to decide, personally, whether or not they deserve the punishments they are receiving." As this was the first instance of the death sentence in memory, no one objected. No one questioned.A simple lightstone illuminated the room. Both prisoners were cuffed, as if they needed to be. Without masks, they would be thrashed if they attempted to combat the Commander. And they knew it. "You each know my terms. I cannot give details until after the event, but know that I will only take the best argument into even vague consideration. Are you prepared?"
"It comes with the job," Halfimus explained, "I'm not paid enough to give anything outside quick flavour descriptions."
So pay me more AuRon.