[Suka]

Walking into the pub, the most important piece of paper in the world tucked into his pocket, Suka headed strait for the bar. He'd not slept in, god knows how long. His eyes were slightly rimmed and sunken, red from crying and lack of sleep. His heart ached, his min racing a mile a minute. He'd found them. After all his searching, nearly ripping apart the library, both Anyeli and earth based, checking though the computers, and talking on the phone for days on end, he'd finally found what he was searching for. Centered in the heart of earth, its location smack dab in the center of London, he didn't know how on earth he was supposed to pull this off. How could he save his sister... he was one man. And damn near powerless to boot.

Nearly collapsing onto the floor from both exhaustion and the urge to double over in sobs, Suka stumbled forward, bracing himself with a nearby chair. Hearing it scrape the ground violently, he let out a sad sigh, and placed it back where it had been. Continuing forward, lost so deep within his own thoughts that he took no notice of Isabella, the Archangel moved past the bar itself, directly to the liquor held behind it. Plucking the strongest he could find, he swiveled off the top, and gulped a large portion of its contents. Deep down, he knew this was doing nothing to help. It would only make the situation worse. But he needed to drown his sorrows. For today, he would mourn his sister's situation, and tomorrow, death wish or not, Suka was going to save her.

Bringing the bottle to his lips again, the effects of the alcohol taking effect swiftly, Suka made his way to booth, slinking into its depths, wishing now more than ever he was anyone but himself. There wasn't a soul he knew that could help him. He was a peace keeper. Not a fighter. And yet, it would take brute force for him to rescue his Zendera. Fighting the tears that threatened to surface, Suka gulped down more of the bitter liquid, drowning his sorrow and worry with cheap substitution.

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[Isabella]

Isabella had nearly screamed when she heard the door open. She’d been so deep in thought, and besides that, the alcohol had made her jumpy. So Suka’s entrance wasn’t the best thing for her at that very moment, but all the same, she did not turn around, not knowing who it was. Blinking slightly as he passed her without so much as a ‘hello’, she was a little surprised. She raised an eyebrow, carefully watching him take the bottle. She felt like she should say something, but nothing came out of her mouth.Finally deciding on talking to him herself, Bella slipped after him, taking baby steps toward him, when he sat down. Felt like she should leave him alone. But she wanted him to reassure her that he wasn’t going to get censored as a sad old censoreder. Then, she’d seriously be worried, especially at the fact that he looked like a censored living zombie. It surprised her that he wasn’t grunting and moaning. She sat opposite him, and chose her words. It was hard to speak when someone looked so sleep-deprived that you could not help but worry.“Hello, Suka,” she said gently, folding her arms. “Are you okay? You look troubled.” True it was that he looked more than troubled, to be honest, he looked as if he’d just climbed out of Hell. In fact, it looked like he was going to die tomorrow or something? That thought startled her, and for a moment, her face changed from concerned to taken aback, as if he’d just give her a right big slap across the cheeks.Piper's Boutique x Obsidian Dawn x Kyuusho x Google

[Suka]

It didn't make sense. None of it did. How... how could those censoreders... do that. How could they steal someone, and then put them through experiments like a censored lab rat. It was... it made him want to vomit. Holding back the urge to do so, alcohol dribbling down his chin, Suka lifted his hand to swipe it away. He'd not wanted to leave his house, not wanting others to see him like this, to ask him what was wrong. He didn't want to be the archangel, or the guy that everyone either hated or loved. He just wanted to drown his sorrows in the strongest censored he could find, and hope that in the morning, he'd have the guts enough to leave and rescue his sister. What made this entire situation worse, was he should have left the moment he'd found where she'd been taken to. He should have flung away all his beliefs and rules, thrown out the peace keeper within, and left to kill every censoreder that touched her.

And yet... he couldn't. Either, he was too much of a coward... or... he was too much of an Archangel.

Choking back a sob, Suka lifted his hand to his eyes, shielding himself as Bella came over. Hiding himself from not only her, but what he hated to see as well, Suka lifted the bottle, chugging down what he probably shouldn't have, leaving it half full. Squeezing his eyes tight, allowing the burning sensation to pass, Suka stared at the table in front of him. Isabella's soft words haunted him, her face taunting his soul. She looked... exactly like his sister. Despite the difference in hair color. Her soft face... her kind eyes. Doing his darnedest not to look at her, he ignored her words, though hearing them fully. Snorting, mainly at himself, he finally looked up. Eyes blurry with tears, Suka shook his head. Saying he was troubled was like saying the arctic was a bit chilly.

Lifting the bottle to his lips, he downed a quarter of it, salty tears plunging down his cheeks as he squeezed his eyes shut from the sting. He had to go rescue his sister... and it couldn't wait. He had to do it now. Speech slurring slightly, his body becoming effected rather quickly, Suka looked up into Bella's eyes. "I have to save her. Therye censoredign, expiriminting on her. Lyk some censored labrat." He spat, lifting his body from the chair only to knock it down from the force. ignoring the clattering, he dropped his bottle as he swerved to avoid tripping. As it smashed to the ground, glass shattering every which way, Suka rubbed his leaking eyes, and moved toward the bar again to get another bottle.

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[Isabella]

Isabella couldn’t deal with seeing her friend in that state. Even if it seemed like she was connected to him more than that, all the concern she felt showed on her face. She didn’t want him to get censored as a censored fart. She wanted him to just sit with her and talk. When he did speak, however, she had to duck under the table to stop looking at his face. She didn’t even know what the censored he was going on about. Wow, he seemed censored enough already, and she’d never seen him like this. When she’d spoke to him before, he’d seemed the type of person who was kind and not one to act as he did. Like a child that wasn’t getting what he wanted. It was sad to see him in the said state, for as Bella blinked for a moment and stared at all that she could see of him, she sat back upright, nearly slamming her head off the table.Shaking her head slightly, she stood up as he did. “Suka, why don’t you please just talk to me instead of trying to get censored?” she pleaded to him, frowning slightly. In the moment, it felt like Suka was going to turn around and slap her one, then shout at her and tell her that he was not going to censored talk. Yeah, in the state that he was currently in, it looked like words were nothing. That he was just losing himself by getting censored. And, she just hoped that getting censored was all he would do if he didn’t listen to her. She took a few shy steps toward him, still leaving some meters.If there was one thing Isabella didn’t understand, it was why people got censored. Personally, she couldn’t stand being just tipsy as she was now. Her head span slightly and she swayed, but at least she still had her common sense – unlike Suka. The drunkenness was a horrid feeling, one of slightly hallucinating and feeling as if everyone weren’t real. But then again, Bella could probably get drunk from a bit more than she’d already drank, but at least she’d only sampled the alcohol. To be honest, the stuff didn’t interest her. Suka was really scaring her, though, and she thought he was going to do something stupid. Today seemed to be pretty…. interesting. And whatever was crossing Suka’s mind…. It seemed like it’d probably lead to trouble.Piper's Boutique x Obsidian Dawn x Kyuusho x Google

[Suka]

Turning his attention to Isabella, Suka glared at her, but then fought the urge to cry. The confliction was apparent in his face, emotions unable to pick a path and stay on it. Finally settling with torn anger, Suka snapped in her direction. "You don't know. You're just like her. You.. censored... she didn't talk to me... she pushed me away. She broke my heart, and now look. censored... strung up, and locked up, with... knives in her back, and skin... oh god, Zendera." He sunk to his knees, the new bottle he'd plucked from the shelf falling to the ground, shattering.

Sobbing, tears streaking down his face, his head lowered, hair hiding his mournful sobs. If he'd been a warrior... someone he wasn't... he would be going after her. Gone already. But he wasn't. Instead, he sat here, crying as if her life was already wished away. Knowing he cannot do it himself, knowing no one could help him.

Slamming his fist into the ground, ignoring all around him, Suka pushed his body up, only to topple over again. "I'm going to save her. I don't care if they kill me... they wont hurt her. Ill censored kill them." He spat, his voice lined with venom that was never before seen within Suka. At least, not since his memory had been stolen. Pushing his body up again, Suka began to stumble to the door, ready to find Zendera and rescue her from the censoreds that experimented on her.

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[Isabella]

Isabella basically dissolved under his glare. Partly, she wanted to go over and comfort him, for now she’d cottoned on. She didn’t know who Zendera was, but Bella had been hearing rumours about people going missing, people being taken to labs. She couldn’t clarify that without a doubt, but Suka……. Seemed so desperate, it made her fall to pieces. As did the next words he spoke.You.. censored... she didn't talk to me... she pushed me away.She shook her head slowly, and made baby steps toward him. She was a little frightened of him, he had so much power, and she…. She was just some little weakling who was finding her way in the world. I'm going to save her. I don't care if they kill me... they wont hurt her. Ill censored kill them. She opened and closed her mouth several times to speak, but nothing came out for saying the wrong thing. “Suka….” she began softly, pausing to consider her options. Get her head smashed in by saying something outright, or just getting snapped at again. The latter was good. “Suka, you know, there are people who’d help you,” Isabella continued, shuddering slightly for a moment. Well, she’d go after him anyway. “I know I’m not of much use.” True that was. She was stronger than most humans due to Anyeli strength, could fly only fly a mile and could create small, small shadows. How useful. “But at least let me… try to help you. You don’t have to die. There are people stronger than me who’d help. People like….” Actually, people like who? Isabella gestured around helplessly, and avoided eye contact with him. Okay, he wasn’t exactly going to take her up on that offer, was he? Yeahhhh. Breaking into some top-secret government base with a young fledgling. “Okay, well, I don’t know who else, but I’d still….. help.” Eh. Even if he rejected, she was coming. Suka looked (in his current state) daft enough to do just about anything, and it would probably only end up in his death. It felt like everyone else was oblivious to what was happening. That there was no one to care.Piper's Boutique x Obsidian Dawn x Kyuusho x Google

[Wolf]

Softly pressing his lips to Pipers, neck, his hands sliding down her stomach, gently teasing the hem, his thumb slipping underneath to brush against her bare skin. Eyes closing, all this anger and hostility melting with every caress, Wolf held Piper close to his body, even when she tried to get away. Hearing her words, Wolf chose to ignore them, wanting nothing more than to lay Piper on the counter and love her the way he so desperately needed to. They way she needed to be loved. It didn't matter that they were in a room easily accessible. Nor did it matter that it wasn't appropriate. All the tension of the past week had finally hit its breaking point, and in this moment, all that stood in keeping him calm or causing him to explode was Piper's resistance.

As it was, Wolf could have easily seduced Piper into willingness. But the crash from the main room caused both their heads to straighten, looking toward the sound. Although Wolf had been overly cautious, suddenly it all meant nothing, as he'd just assumed it was his newest employee making a ditz out of herself. Raising a brow, about ready to pull Piper into his arms yet again, the abruptness of her actions startled him for a moment. Furrowing his brow, he didn't even have time to figure out what had just happened. As soon as her initial words made it from her lips, a second string followed, accompanied by a look of relief. Raising a brow again, he looked out toward the door, his eyes narrowing. If he couldn't have a little peace and quiet, especially when there was no one there except Isabella, then obviously she wasn't working.

Making his way toward the front, Wolf readied himself to confront his bartender. Having to fire someone wasn't that big of a deal. He honestly didn't really care. Sure, having someone to help out, so he can come and go as he pleased was nice, but this... not worth it. Clenching his jaw as he pushed through the door, Wolf found himself looking as Suka on his knees. Frowning, he made his way over to his uncle, ignoring Isabella's presence. As he made his way closer however, Suka stumbled up, heading toward the door. It was easy to see the man was drunk, and knowing him, Wolf's brow furrowed. Reaching out, he took hold of Suka's upper arm, pulling him toward the bar and away from the door. "Suka, how about a little coffee before you head home?"

He'd heard some of the things Suka was saying as he walked out, and knew that he'd be no match for him if he really wanted to leave. His mother however... "Mom, I need your help..." He sent to her telepathically. Hopefully, she'd come, and be able to restrain him if needed. Being the former Archangel, he figured she'd know best about what the council allowed.

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[Dazadi]

Dazadi Dacre Rhea was bored.

In over five hundred years, Dazadi Dacre Rhea couldn't remember ever being bored.

She couldn't remember the last time she'd thought of herself with her full name either. But there she was, sitting on a bench in the plaza with Xanth's statue at her back and a hefty till receipt clutched in her chilled hand. Her hair was getting wet and listless, her nose was bright red with cold and her wings were glistening wetly as snowflakes melted into her feathers, but she didn't care. It was oddly... tranquil out here and that was something else she couldn't remember ever feeling before. Even with Kade in her life, and the birth of her son, she'd only ever felt mellow. Today...

She didn't like shopping, but she'd spent over a hundred dollars on furniture they didn't need and some kind of... plant thing. An orchid. Like she cared if their coffee table looked pretty or not. She'd lived in barracks for the better part of two centuries and it was only when she became Archangel that her living conditions improved. Even then, she hadn't paid attention to the luxurious furnishings or the fact that she was sitting on a chair that cost a fortune.

Since Piper moved in, though, things had changed. Daz had changed, somehow. Piper, with her dainty little hands and her pretty brown eyes, a girl Daz often likened to a flimsy piece of cloth that would tear apart in a rough wind. Neither Daz or Kade really knew what was going on in their son's life or his girlfriend's, but Piper had kind of taken over without even trying. She tidied things up. She made those little bears and let Luna steal whatever she wanted without complaining about the lack of profits. She... Ehhhh, she made things pretty.

Daz had never been exposed to that kind of... girly lifestyle. She'd scoffed at girls like Piper. Still did, and had actually scoffed at Piper herself. But she was... she was invading. Like some kind of Happy & Pretty virus. Making Daz want to buy stuff she didn't need, or even really want. It was a nightmare, and yet, oddly fun to not be the warrior for a change but just somebody who enjoyed shopping. Weird.

She needed to do something, or she'd go mad. Well, even more mad than she already was. Preferably something that didn't involve shopping or flower arranging. Not that she'd ever admit to anyone, even herself, that she'd been anywhere remotely near a flower.

Letting the till receipt slip out of her fingers, Daz watched it catch a sudden updraft before gently falling to the snow-covered ground amid the drifting white flakes. Settling back against the bench, she shivered and wriggled, wrenching upright as the cold wood and metal hit her back. Her shirt and vest weren't nearly enough to keep the cold out.

"Mom, I need your help..."

Dazadi didn't even ask what was wrong. She was bored, looking for something to do, and her son sounded worried. Perfect!

Teleporting directly to Wolf's location, homing in on him easily, Daz arrived at the Hind's Head in a flourish of snow, standing there with melting snowflakes dripping into her eyes as she looked around in search of the trouble.

Suka. The guy who wasn't supposed to see her because if he did, all Xanth's memory weaving would be broken. The guy Dazadi had broken.

Sucking in a shocked gasp, Daz immediately cloaked herself in shadow but she knew, deep down, that it was already too late. He'd already seen her.


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[Destiny]

Des walked through Market square her pale skin covered in goosebumps from the chill of the wind. Snowflakes drifted around her landing in her dark colored hair. She was coming to get weapons, but she didn't want to go there just yet she was freezing and knew a sure fire way to warm up. Looking for the pub she found it easily and pushed the door open softly. Shifting into her small wolf pup form, she picked up several familiar scents. The first was Piper , holding back a growl the sudden harshness of the next scent caught her by surprise, there was no doubt, it was Suka and he smelled heavily of alcohol. Wondering what was going on she looked around to find a dragon standing beside Suka, he was rather small compared to other dragons that she had run into, but his scent was very familiar, it clicked this was the man who had saved her from the raging red brute of a dragon in Pipers shop. Several feet away was a red headed Anyeli, and not far from her was Piper. There was another scent but Destiny couldn't seem to find the owner. Slipping into the shadows, Destiny made her way to the bar hiding in the black void beneath it. Looking at Suka she sucked in a gasp, he looked like he had been to hell and back. Curious to know what happened she decided to stay where she was, fighting the urge to help Suka, and watch the events unfold.

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[Suka]

Bella could talk to him until she was blue in the face, there was no stopping him at this point. He was going to save his sister, even if it killed him to do so. Unlike others, warriors, who could march in swords blazing, he had to find a different route. One, sneaky, one stealthy. Something... he did not have. Or did he? Mind buzzing, swarming with thought unable to unscramble from the booze, he continued to move forward, not a word said to Bella.

Just as he was about to make his way through the door, he felt his upper arm being taken hold of, his eyes snapping to the source to find Wolf's concerned face. Scowling, even though it was his Nephew, Suka wrenched his arm from the boys grasp. "You can't stop me Wolf, I can't just let her die." He barked, his tone the coldest it had ever been to Wolf. In the state he was in, he wasn't himself. Not that he couldn't be. In fact, with every second that passed, Suka fought the urge to break down and censored, laying in a puddle of his own tears. He was cold because he had to be. He had to harden his heart, in order to ignore all the training put into him, to be able to storm the facility and rescue Zendera. If he didn't... she would be trapped there... and they would bleed her until there was nothing left to experiment on.

Choking back a censored at the thought, Suka turned around to leave, knowing if he stayed a moment longer, he wouldn't be able to. Looking before him, his motions halted by a body directly in his path. Scowling yet again as he looked up into the beings face, something took hold of him, nearly indescribable. As if a thousand knifes went plunging into his body as the same time, that single glance opened up the vault Xanth had locked within his mind. Every memory blocked out, every emotion attached to each one, all came flooding back with one solid swoop.

Before he could take a second glance, the woman before him vanished, his heart pounding as what took her place. Seeing the Hind leaping for him, Suka gasped, stumbling back in terror, his body hitting the ground hard. Squeezing his eyes tightly shut, his heart beating too fast to control, the room around him began to grow dark, his powers fluctuating. Breathing erratically, he waited for the impact to come, only to be thrust into the midst of yet another memory. Yet again, one not his own. Seeing Dazadi in the arms of her lover, the image flashed from Kade centuries ago, to Suka at the base of a snow covered castle, then again back to Kade. Gaging, a reflect from his heart being wrenched over and over again, Suka's body sat there, near convulsing from the images flashing before his mind. To those around him, he was nothing more than a lump of pain, curled on the floor, grunts and gasps between sobs. To Suka, the never ending stream of images bounced from past to present, to way past and back again.

From the memory of Kade fighting him for control of his body, to the many women he'd seduced over the months, the toxins in his body went into overdrive, causing him to vomit violently. Slowly, the memory's started to settle, the violence nothing more than a few flashes here and there. With that single glance into Dazadi's eyes, Suka gain not only his own personal memory, but that of Dazadi's, and Kade's for the portion of time they'd shared the same body.

On his hands and knees, hovering over the vile substance expelled from his stomach, Suka's breathing began to calm, his heart begining to slow. As control became evident, so did the anger lying deep within his gut.

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[Piper]

If Piper had known that Destiny was in the pub, she'd be very, very afraid. Fortunately for her, there was too much going on to really notice the new scent as she hovered nervously, trying to think what she should do. Dazadi's arrival was unexpected but in retrospect it probably shouldn't be. She was an Aide, and Wolf was much more comfortable asking her for help than he would be, say, his father. Piper didn't even question if that was what had happened. She'd been dating Wolf for months now, gradually (and unintentionally) moving her stuff into his room so she spent a lot of time watching the silent interaction between him and his parents. She found their telepathic conversations intriguing because while she couldn't hear what they were saying, she could watch their body language and it was fascinating. Having Dazadi suddenly appear here, when someone Wolf cared about was... was... whatever this was, well, it didn't faze her as it used to.

Suka's reaction to Dazadi's arrival completely stunned her, though. It was so violent (and disgusting there at the end), and she hovered at Wolf's side, trying to tug him back from the man. For a second, her mind stalled on the irony of her being such a wimp but still trying to protect her boyfriend. She had no idea what was going on but after what she'd witnessed in the Anyeli library, she wasn't taking any chances on Suka lashing out at Wolf they way he'd hurt her before.

But as concerned as she was about Wolf, she couldn't help but feel sorry for Suka. No matter what he'd done in the past, everything he'd said tonight was starting to make sense. Maybe she was filling in the gaps with her own imagination, but he seemed so lost and confused. "Oh, what's wrong with him?" It should be obvious that he was drunk and suffering the consequences but there was more to it than that. He'd reacted so badly to seeing Dazadi, and even though she'd disappeared almost immediately, it was clear that he'd seen her in that heartbeat of visibility. "Dazadi, do something."

Normally, Piper daren't address Dazadi directly. She either avoided the scowling woman or encouraged Wolf to play messenger. Not that she really had a cause to speak to Dazadi anyway, so things worked out okay. Piper was terrified of Wolf's mom even though she clearly doted on her son - she had a way of staring at Piper like she was imagining killing her. But in this kind of situation, Piper didn't really think about what she was saying or who to. Suka was sobbing so hard she could practically hear his heart breaking.

Wrapping her arms around Wolf's waist to comfort him - seeing his uncle like this had to be hard on him - Piper felt her own eyes tear up. "I should have said something earlier. Oh, I shouldn't have let those guards handle it, I should have told you what was going on, Wolf, I just didn't think!" Wanting to slap herself silly, she looked up at Wolf, quickly explaining what she'd seen earlier and hoping all of this would make more sense to him than it did to her. "He was... he was ransacking the library. He kept muttering something about his sister, something about the rumours about people going missing, something... I don't know, it was all really garbled and I didn't even know he had a sister, but Wolf... What if she was... was... taken or something?"

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[Wolf]

Furrowing his brow as Suka yanked his hand away, Wolf clenched his teeth. He loved his uncle, but he was starting to censored him off. If this was because he got drunk, which Wolf liked to do now and again, he was going to seriously sock him. And yet, at the same time, Wolf knew Suka not to behave like this. His entire life, short as it may be, he was always calm, relaxed, sweet. Sickeningly so. This was so unlike him. Which made Sukas words all the more intense. In all Wolfs time spent with his uncle, he'd never mentioned having a sister. Of course, Wolf never asked, but then again, Wolf wouldn't really have a reason to. Nor would he honestly care...

Standing there, watching Suka head toward the door, he didn't really know what to do. He didn't want to man handle the guy. If he was in Suka's situation, he certainly wouldn't want to be forced to stay somewhere he didn't. The last time he'd been even remotely similar to Suka, he'd nearly choked his mother to death, although he didn't remember doing so. Granted, that was from a sever headache that took control of his abilities, but even so. About to verbally attack his mother, he paused as her familiar cloud of smoke hazed around the room, making herself known. Looking up at his mother, the smallest of smiles forming on his lips, he was about to go to her and explain as much as he knew when Suka stumbled to the ground.

Eyes widening as he watched the man seemingly have a seizure on the ground, Wolf moved forward to help, but felt Pipers grasp pulling him back. Flicking his gaze toward his mother, not seeing her where she'd been standing, Wolf scowled. "Dazadi!" He never, ever called his mother by her first name. It was disrespectful, and outright rude. But in this moment, he swore she'd abandoned Suka. Not being in the right mind to search out her thoughts, confirming she was indeed there, he resorted to mentally hollering at her.

Not bothering to wait, Wolf fell to his knees and out of Pipers grasp, his hand coming to rest on Suka's back. The moment was rather... 'let me hold your hair back', but the purpose was much more. Suka was in pain, and it was obvious. Sucking in a breath, regretting it the moment he even thought of it, he opened his mind to Suka, allowing in all the thoughts that were currently passing through. Feeling the blast, not as hard as Suka himself, but still damn hard, it knocked Wolf onto his rear, his hand moving to his temple, trying to block out the pain. It was her to focus, all the thoughts were so random. The time gaps, immense. None of it made sense, and he was meant to locate a single reason for Suka's behavior. Trying to focus, his eyes tightly closed, Wolf shoved out as many unnecessary images as possible. Some were, intrusive. Many disturbing. Thoughts he'd censored prayed to Xanth he'd never be allowed to see seeped into his mind, causing him to gag just as Suka had. As beautiful as Dazadi was, a son never wants to see her mother in such a fashion. Nor in the opposite one, her sword penetrating a mans skull.

Finally, finally getting the information from Suka about his sister, Wolf slammed shut the invisible door connecting their minds. Breathing hard, his eyes opened, first looking to Piper, then to Suka where they remained glued. "They have his sister." He mumbled, aimed at Piper. To his mother... an entirely different comment was made. "You better leave. He... is censored." Looking in her direction, locking eyes with her, without really seeing, the pain reflected from Suka, and newly created by himself was evident. "And I don't blame him." There was no doubt in Wolf's mind what he saw was true. His mother and father did... a horrible thing. Unforgivable. And it stung.

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[Dazadi]

Dazadi hovered helplessly, ignoring Piper's irritating voice, not sure what to do as Suka had a fit. She didn't need to raid his mind to know what was going on, although if she had, she'd have come to the answers about his sister and be able to save everyone a lot of trouble. She was trying to stay away from him, though, afraid that touching him - physically or mentally - would only make things worse.

Though it was impossible for her to see just then how things could get any worse. And then Wolf spoke, anger clear in his voice, and Dazadi felt tears in her eyes for the first time in her entire life. Her son... her own son.

She wanted to tell him - both of them - that she'd been noble and self-sacrificing, that she couldn't have done anything differently but the truth was, her life began in violence and it would end that way. What she'd done to Suka was unforgivable and while Wolf couldn't even exist if she hadn't done it, that was no excuse and no justification. She'd ruined a good man out of her own insanity and in that moment, with her husband Xanth knew where completely blocking her out, and her son staring at her angrily, it seemed like she didn't even have anything to show for it.

Wincing as the stench of vomit reached her nostrils, Dazadi slowly let her cloak dissipate. She could have fled, pretended she'd left as soon as Suka saw her, that she'd abandoned him as her son thought. She could have summoned Dora to deal with this, or Xanth to wipe the slate clean once again, but none of that... none of it would help. Deep down she knew it had only been a matter of time before Suka saw her and remembered everything, a matter of time before her happy little bubble burst and the guilt came flooding back. She hadn't expected Wolf to find out, though, never that. She'd wanted to die with him still thinking of her as a noble warrior, not as a vile thief.

Head held high, Dazadi faced her son and the Archangel, murmuring, "I'm not going anywhere." If Suka wanted to attack her, so be it. She wasn't the same suicidal fool he'd met before on the rooftops of the palace. She'd fight back this time, or better yet, subdue him without anyone getting hurt.


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[Suka]

Anger couldn't even begin to describe what he felt. He'd been censoreded. Out right censoreded. And not in the pleasurable way. His heart calm, his mind clear, Suka was able to think and actually think, for the first time in weeks. No memory gaps, no wondering, no cluelessness. He knew everything he needed to know, and everything he could possibly care about. He was censored freed.

If it weren't for the fact that he was scared for his sister, and that situation remained painfully the same, Suka would have begun to laugh his censored off. Alcohol still swam in his system, keeping him more unsteady than he normally would have been after such a demonstration. Taking the back of his arm to his mouth, Suka whipped what vomit clung to his lips, and spat the foul taste from his mouth. Pulling up to his knees, then feet, he cast a glance down at Wolf, knowing what the boy had seen. For some... odd reason, he had a feeling they would get along even more now than before. Smirking, looking into the dragons pain inflicted face, he offered a hand. "That was fun, wasn't it?"

Casting a glance to Piper, he took her in, head to toe. Beautiful woman, but not his type. Smirking, knowing just exactly how she felt about him, or probably, seeing as her reactions that didn't make sense before, now were suddenly crystal clear. Finally, Suka turned toward Dazadi. Catching her eyes, a spark of anger lit within him, but easily washed away. Yea... she had to pull a stunt like she did, and erase his memory. Or rather, ask Xanth to. But god, she sure was easy on the eyes. Smirking, not caring that he probably was rather repulsive, Suka moved closer to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her into his body. "Now... why'd you have to go an do a thing like that? Couldn't handle a bit of love?" Did he love her? Possibly. Although the more he thought about it, the more sense it made that the emotions where attached to the leech that had been clinging to him for several months.

Dropping his gaze to her lips, he imagined kissing her. Actually... he'd even started to lean in. Pulling away before he kissed her, Suka grabbed her censored, squeezing it slightly. "I'd love to stay and... catch up. But I have something I need to do." Call him heartless, call him a player, call him censored, or whatever you want. Suka cared for his sister the way a brother should, and without the restraints of being a peace keeper, which wouldn't stop him now, he was going to rescue her. And it would take Xanth herself to stop him.

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[Isabella]

Isabella watched from the sideline quietly, it was getting a bit too noisy for her. In fact, it felt nice that she was just pushed away to the sideline. She didn’t want to be involved in it, but still…. Maybe it was going to turn out like a Lord of the Rings thing, with Suka like Frodo, and everyone else jumping in to help him…. Focusing back on the scene, she slid behind them all to sit on the bar counter, and watched as the face she’d seen before basically smothering Wolf in love appeared. She raised an eyebrow at them all, yes, she was getting confused.When Suka threw up, she flinched, and helplessly watched him. To be honest, she wished that she could be of more use, but restraining Suka seemed no easy task. Besides, she didn’t want to be the one who stopped him from doing what he wanted. She just sat there, and let everything unfold itself. Damn, she wished she’d been in Elysia longer, because it looked like some pretty interesting things happened. Like… today. Yeah, today was crazy.There were a lot of things that Bella didn’t understand. It was like a censored family reunion, and she was the distant relative that had no censored clue what was happening. She didn’t understand what Suka was so censoreded up about, but then she heard Piper say something about a sister. Okay, now it sort of made sense, what with the rumours of missing people that had gone round. She frowned at the last words he spoke, and jumped down off the counter. Now to say something herself. “And what, that’s it, Suka?” she said loudly, folding her arms. “You’re just going to march out there, into places that even humans don’t know about? Are you taking the censored?” Wow, that felt good. In fact, it felt good to actually speak what she’d been thinking for awhile now. Even if she looked daft.Piper's Boutique x Obsidian Dawn x Kyuusho x Google

[Destiny]

The moment she settled in the shadows Suka was down on his hands and knees shaking violently and then puking all over the floor. Her eyes wide with shock she wondered what could cause him to react this way. Wrinkling her nose as the smell of puke reached it she placed her paws over he nose so that the scent was blocked. Every bone in her body screamed at her to move to do something to help him but she was stuck in place. Jumping slightly as Dazadi revealed herself she found that the last scent belonged to her.

As Suka stood up Destiny relaxed, less apt to go and help him now that he was fine she realized that there was something different about him. The way he talked and acted was in a way the same as when he had been with Castalia. As the red haired anyeli had a outburst the sound of Suka's footsteps caught her attention, Suka was heading toward the door and she needed to ensure that nothing happened to him. If he left she was going to follow him to wherever he would go. IF not she would have to sneak out of the pub.

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[Dazadi]

Dazadi's heart ached. In a matter of seconds, she saw Suka's world collapse and knew that once more, she was responsible for destroying him. Maybe he'd never been fixed.

She hated the lascivious look in his eyes because she knew it wasn't him, not the real him, the innocent boy before she got hold of him. This was a shell of a man, one who filled the void with sarcasm and lewd remarks, who hit on any woman who didn't run screaming in the opposite direction. As he spoke to Wolf, and Wolf's glare penetrated deeper, Daz started to wonder how they even knew each other. She hadn't known they'd even met or she'd have kept them as far apart as possible. Would Wolf hate her this much if she'd done this to a stranger? She doubted it. So then how had he and Suka come to be friends in the first place?

Clenching her teeth and tensing her muscles to prevent herself from taking an instinctive step back as Suka moved closer, Dazadi glared up at him, refusing to flinch. His breath stank of vomit and alcohol, a combination that made her want to reel back and slug him away from her. His arm around her waist was punishing but she didn't react, just clenched her fists at her sides. She wanted to knock his block off but with Wolf watching, she was scared to make things worse. She'd already done so much to harm Suka.

"Now... why'd you have to go an do a thing like that? Couldn't handle a bit of love?"

Daz closed her eyes and turned her head, remembering how he'd clung to her knees professing his undying love, trying to turn her away from Kade and into his own arms. That had been the breaking point, the moment she'd decided Xanth was the best option and taken him to have his memory wiped. Maybe she should have killed him and put him out of his misery. Maybe she should have knocked him out and left him in his bed, avoided him, anything to keep him away from her without touching his mind. She doubted any of it would have helped. Killing him would have been a death sentence for herself - she couldn't have lived through the guilt of ruining him and being forced to kill him because of it. And she really doubted he'd have taken no as an answer if she'd just left him alone.a

Feeling him lean in, Daz tensed and lifted her hands to shove him away but he'd already halted his forward movement. Whatever he'd planned, he'd changed his mind. Daz snarled as he grabbed her censored instead, ready to snap his wrists for him. As he talked about catching up and started to move away, Dazadi glared. She couldn't let him leave, not in this state. Whatever was going on, she didn't care. She couldn't let Suka leave like this and she couldn't let Wolf see her let him get away with touching her so disrespectfully.

As Suka turned, Dazadi called him back. "Hey, Suka?" Face set in a determined frown, Daz pulled back and swung. She didn't pull any punches, either, so as her fist connected with his face, he flew backwards and crashed into the counter, his body collapsing in a heap beside a bar stool.

Flexing her hand, not because her knuckles stung - she was too accustomed to punching people for it to bother her anymore - but for something to do while she collected her wits, Daz opened her mouth to try to explain to her son what was going on and why she'd done that. Before she could so much as squeak, she heard Kade's voice, faint and filled with pain.

"Kade!" She didn't think twice, just pointed at Amadeus and told him, "I'll be back to explain... all of this." As she teleported towards the beacon of Kade's telepathic voice, Daz added telepathically, "Please." She couldn't stand to have her son hate her for mistakes she'd made before he was even born.


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[Piper]

Piper was completely out of her element, which was actually rather odd. She'd have thought that at some point, in amongst all these weird occurrences and terrifying misdeeds, that some sort of courage or training might have stuck but instead, she stood there like an idiot, tugging on a braid nervously as Suka threw up in the corner. She didn't really want to be in Wolf's shoes right now, especially since her vampiric senses would have made her throw up too, but she wanted to do something useful.

She considered going for a bucket and mop but thought that may be a tad rude under the circumstances and wasn't convinced Suka was finished yet. Better to wait until he was gone before cleaning up his mess, that way he wouldn't be embarrassed or feel like she was rubbing it in. Piper remembered the few times she was sick when she was young, stomach bugs and the like. She'd been mortified by being sick but worse, her mom always cleaned up around her like she was a begermed freak. Piper didn't want to do that to someone else.

Listening to the Anyelos trying to talk to Suka made Piper feel even more useless and made her wonder about their relationship. The girl seemed to know him, which wasn't that big of a stretch since he was the Archangel, but it seemd like more than that. She seemed a bit ferocious about it, like maybe she was a mini-Dazadi in training, and under other circumstances Piper might have laughed at her own thoughts.

And then Wolf looked up at her and confirmed her fears. "They" had his sister, whoever they were. There had been rumours abounding lately of kidnappings and missing persons. She'd overheard Arkadios talking about at least one case and had wondered briefly it was the Viper Group but dismissed it almost straight away. Kidnapping didn't seem like their thing, they were more into exthortion and threats... although the way Kaida came back so scarred made Piper wonder if there wasn't something more sinister behind those threats. They'd made good on a couple, after all, and killed two members of the tribe not to mention almost killing two more - and that was before Kaida disappeared! Maybe it was them after all...

Eyes wide with sympathy and fear for the unknown girl, Piper gasped when Dazadi reappeared, her refusal to leave confusing Piper for a second before she realised Wolf - or Suka? - must have said something telepathically. She didn't know why either would tell Dazadi to leave but it was clear she wasn't going to listen and the sheer... antagonism on both men's faces stunned Piper for a second. What the heck...? She'd never once seen Wolf glare at his mom like that. Arkadios, maybe, but not his mom.

As Suka stood, his entire demeanor changed. Piper could practically see the old Suka fall away like he'd discareded a cloak. She didn't know him well like Wolf did but she didn't think she needed to - the difference wasn't exactly subtle. One second he was rolling around on the floor drunk and sick, the next he was giving Piper the eye, making her shiver with discomfort, and hitting on Dazadi like her son wasn't even in the room!

Piper expected Daz to lash out then and there, rather stunned to see the woman just stand there, head turned away towards Piper. Her eyes were squeezed shut, more like she was in pain than disgust, making Piper wonder what was really going on. She had the feeling she and Wolf had only heard half the story here, making everything way more confusing than it should have been.

The punch, when it did come, made Piper jump near out of her skin even though she'd expected it. As Suka crashed backwards and slumped to the floor in a heap Piper squeaked and darted forward in an attempt to catch him. No matter what he'd done, she was too confused about what was happening to not care. She wasn't fast enough to stop him crashing into the bar or hitting the ground, so she just bobbed down beside him.

Dazadi's yell and sudden disappearance were completely unexpected, making her jump again, wondering if Arkadios was really in trouble or if Dazadi was just looking for a way out of this mess.

Frowning, Piper turned back to Suka and checked for injuries, not that she really knew what she was doing. She didn't need to check his pulse - she could hear his heart beating, faster than normal - so she went straight to making him as comfortable as she could before standing up and wrinkling her nose. The smell of vomit was strong here and she couldn't help but gag, turning away and hurrying across the room before she threw up. She was actually surprised it hadn't hit sooner, but she had a habit of being completely oblivious to things until her body couldn't ignore it any longer.

Safely across the room, Piper turned to watch her boyfriend, concerned about him. Enough to brave the smell, which to her was a powerful stench now, and cross the room to Wolf's side, reaching out hesitantly to touch his arm, hoping to comfort him, her nose wrinkled as she tried not to breathe in the smell. "Wolf... Are you okay?"

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[Wolf]

As his mother stood before him, refusing to leave, her mind having been made up, Wolf felt the slight nag of a headache in the back of his skull. His migraines had gone away long ago as his abilities developed, but nobody, not even the most powerful Dragon he knew, could get such a mind dowloand and not feel it hammering on their brain. As the pain slowly began to increase, everything that was going on around him faded. Their speech was like a jack hammer, chipping away at his mental barrier he tried desperately to force up. Weakened by the information Suka had transfered to him, even the smallest thought was hard to keep out. Lucky enough for both him and the others involved, it sounded far away, but loud and booming. Almost as if he was listening to the echo rather than the source.

Lifting his hand to his head as Suka made his way toward Dazadi, Wolf lost their entire conversation as the moments passed by. Even as Isabella spoke, followed by his mother again, Wolf had retracted completely into himself, huddling away from the noise, trying and failing to make the migraine fade. Bringing his other hand to his other temple, he pressed hard, hid eyes shutting slightly. The vibrations of Suka's body crashing to the floor made him flinch, pulling even tighter into the ball he'd already curled up into. The emitted voices, the actual vocalized voices were easy enough to block out, but the thoughts... When Dazadi's voice entered his mind, shattering the last of his defenses, Wolf cried out, unable to stop the tears from flowing down his cheeks. It hurt... so much. It pain, it was unbearable.

Rocking himself slightly, his eyes tightly shut, the room began to quiet, but only slightly. Feeling Piper's presence before she could even touch or speak to him, his eyes snapped open, his hand thrusting out to latch onto her wrist. Looking into her eyes, pleading, in an almost insane way, he spoke raspy. "Medicine. Now..." After the last time, his father had brought back an herb that was meant to help. Often members of his sept, actual beast dragons, would devour large quantities while training, and improving their skill. Just as humanoids, the power that the mind had to endure took a toll. For most, it was in the form of a splitting headache.

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[Piper]

Wolf's eyes snapped open and in response Piper's pupils dilated with surprise at the suddenness of it. She jumped out of her skin when he grabbed her wrist, knowing almost before he spoke what was wrong. He had episodes like this a lot when they first met, frequently yelling at people to shut up even though they hadn't said a word, and she remembered all too well the day he wrapped his fist around his mother's throat. For a second, she expected him to lash out at her too. His eyes were wide, his pupils dilated to the point where any kind of light must hurt him, and she could easily recognise all the symptoms of a mental overload. She'd seen it often enough.

Her heartbeat kicked up, drowning out the sound of Suka's slowing pulse and Wolf's own rapid heartbeat. Gently prying Wolf's hand loose, she nodded, murmuring as quietly as she could while still trying to make sure he heard her, "It's okay. It's okay." She hated leaving him, but the medicine was in the back room and if he didn't get it, he'd pass out. Which, in Piper's opinion, was the gentler option but the medicine was supposed to work and his father had insisted that if he didn't learn to deal with the pain, he'd never learn to control his abilities.

Stupid Dragons and their stupid discipline and what the hell had Wolf wanted to join the blue sept for anyway?

Almost stumbling over Suka's outstretched legs as she dashed off into the back, Piper paused as she came even with Isabella. "I'm sorry. I don't know your name, I don't mean to be rude." Even she recognised it was an odd thing to do but she absolutely detested being rude and she felt bad for the poor girl getting caught up in something like this. Maybe she was more accustomed to this kind of drama than Piper was, maybe she was new to Elysia... In any event, Piper wanted to reassure her somehow, but the words came out a little hurried and tailed off as she dashed past her, thinking she'd have to make it up to the poor girl somehow... once all this was over.

Rummaging through the cupboards, forgetting in her haste which one the medicine was in, Piper finally found it with a breathless "Gotcha!" and set it on the counter, clinking glasses together as she got one out and filled it with water. And then fumbled around for something stronger tasting, grabbing a bottle of whisky. It probably wasn't smart for him to drink alcohol on top of medicine but this stuff smelt awful and probably tasted it too. He'd need something to wash it down with.

Grabbing the stuff off the counter, her arms wrapped around the items as she struggled not to drop everything, she dashed back into the main room and this time did trip over Suka's foot. Luckily she managed to stay on her feet, but banged up her knee a little as the momentum carried as she knelt down beside Wolf. Awkwardly setting the items down, Piper ripped the lid off the medicine and held it out for Wolf to take, not quite sure how much he needed. Holding out the glass of water, too, she murmured, "Here. Wolf... here." As soon as he'd swallowed the stinky stuff, she'd pass him the open bottle of whisky... and make sure he didn't drink too much of it.

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