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Fantasy Lodrakas Reborn

Kachi

Just a lowly apple.
The night is dark.


Too dark.


They can sense it all too well, the Lodrakas. The Guardian Deities, in human tongue. The seven of them were built to defend from disaster, after all, so it only makes sense they can tell when it looms.


But after the revolt all those years prior, they’re more than defenceless. What good are souls without bodies, no matter how powerful the soul?


But they were determined to protect the world and its inhabitants, as they’d been born to do. They’d gladly sacrifice themselves again and again for those of the Earth. So they returned to the creatures that had chased them out so long ago, the humans, ignoring what had happened in the past. The future was much, much more important.


They didn't have the ability to fight the battle for themselves. But there was one thing they could do; call upon their children. The offspring of the seven Deities, who had been in hiding in the realms of their parents in places no human would ever find, heard the pleas of their parents and emerged, starting their search. They began seeking human souls that were willing and worthy enough to merge with their own. And there, they enter their unconscious minds while the humans go on, unaware of what had occurred. And there, they lie dormant, lie waiting. Waiting, waiting, waiting for their chosen humans to realize their powers, but whether that be by pure accident or with a bit of divine encouragement is yet to be seen.


But there was one thing the Guardians didn’t plan. Not long after the first pair of souls bonded, there were reports, people claiming to have seen scaly, draconic beasts gliding across the sky. And, unseen by humans, others watch them from the ground before walking off into the trees.


The Lodrakas weren’t the only ones to awaken.
 
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7:24 AM, Wednesday, May sixth




-Kyra


Kyra Chou, upon first glance, wouldn't look like the type of girl to be wandering around throughout the night, taking back-alley short cuts and enjoying the chill of night on her skin, but she was exactly the type. She had woken up at midnight that night - sleep was a difficult thing to achieve when you slept in a house you despised with people you couldn't stand. She was always far too preoccupied to get much more than three or four hours in. So, she dozed while she could, and spent the rest of the night outside. She had never felt at home in her 'house', the city's winding streets always seemed so much more welcoming and familiar. She had memorized all the pathways in the immediate vicinity and could navigate them like she was some kind of human GPS system, and was expanding her reaches every day, looking to one day have conquered every one of the city's sidewalks and know the location of every dead-end alleyway and 24/7 convenience store. Because when you were an orphaned teenager with no care for life, these were the things you took interest in.


She had been creeping along a familiar road when she saw it. The stars were fading away, the mood was sinking towards the horizon. Thinking back, it had been about half an hour when it started to brighten up outside. That was when she paused in her walk and sat down on top of an empty dumpster to watch while the sun made its appearance, drifting into the sky with fluent, subtle movements. She took a sip from the can of root beer in her hand and sighed, feeling the chill that had been harassing her fingertips and ears begin to fade as the daytime warmth took reign on the world, and the city came to life.


"Damn, I have school in a few," the girl muttered all of a sudden, the realization destroying the temporary peace she had found.


~Sai


Mornings were never busy times for Sai. The male didn't work until noon, after all, so he hadn't a reason to leave the comforts of his home unless he wanted to get some other work in early, which he did often, granted. But he did always wake up in the light of early dawn nonetheless. Sai loved watching the sunrise, it always felt like the world was giving all the life on the planet a gentle reminder that it was there for them, giving them warmth and light. Plus, it was beautiful, painting the sky many warm colours, like pinks and oranges. He leaned against the window, watching the brightening sky with a content look on his face, purple eyes soft. He vaguely recalled hearing that the forecast was calling for rain later in the day, and although he wondered how such a clear looking morning would grow gloomy and unpleasant, Sai didn't mind in the slightest. Because for him, the rain was far from unpleasant. In fact, he quite enjoyed it. He loved the water drops on his hands and the sound they made when they pattered against the ground, it was such a lovely thing. So, in preparation for the potential drizzling later on that afternoon, he made sure he left his white umbrella near the door so he wouldn't forget it on his way out. Then he made himself a morning meal and sat down at the rickety wooden table in the kitchen to eat. Afterwards came the days usual preparations. He combed his hair, brushed his teeth, changed his clothes, all the things one would typically do upon waking up in the morning. And as a finishing touch, on went the mask, blacker than a night time shadow. It covered half of his face, leaving his mouth and the bottom of his nose exposed and leaving the rest shrouded in mystery. And then he was ready.


But, possessing no particular desire to leave just then, he waited, enjoying the silence of his surroundings, and wondering about how the day might go. He did hope all would be well, but he doubted anything would go too wrong. Sai was the type who didn't get upset with what he was given though, so even if things went terribly, he'd keep his head high and keep on going as though all was just fine. As far as he was concerned, there was no such thing as a worst case scenario. Everything was bad for him, it always had been, and as such he had no concept of the word, which made everything good.
 
Cora had risen early in the morning, as she almost always did. She was out by the shore, letting the waves of wind wash over her as she looked onwards. It was a beautiful morning, and since the ocean was the best place for a morning swim, or a photo, she found it was a good place to be. Capturing the light just as the sun peaked above the horizon, creating a redish pink hue that spread across the photo. The cold air nipped at her cheeks, her arms covered by her simple grey hoodie and her legs by her skinny jeans. Exhaling, Cora let her toes kick at the few rocks that surrounded them, taking a picture of the soothing waves before continuing forwards and off the beach. Her mother's house wasn't too far away, a small little home that was no taller than one story, and two bedrooms and one bath. Wiping off her feet, Cora slid into her sneakers and headed to the door. She packed away her camera safely before grabbing a bagel. She wrote a goodbye note to her mother before swinging her bag back over her shoulder and heading for her car.


It was a short drive back to town where her college was, though she still had quite a bit of time left before her first classes, which started later in the afternoon. She could get in a quick sketch somewhere, or work on some bigger projects back in her room. Shaking her head, she decided to walk somewhere, anywhere, probably to the closest park. It didn't take too long to find the large wooded area, and she happily settled herself into her cool surroundings. It was a great place for inspiration, food was also a great place for inspiration. Sitting down on a large log, Cora pulled out her small sketch book and began to draw a creature. One of large and furry origin, that resembled a cat but with clawed feet.
 
Eric's alarm clock exploded into a cacophony of sound only to be greeted by Eric's fist slamming into it, silencing it. Eric dragged himself out of bed and into his shower. Upon finishing in the bathroom he would get himself dressed. After pulling on a t-shirt and a pair of jogging bottoms he'd settle down to a very bland breakfast. Finishing breakfast Eric throws the bowl into the sink and heads out the door for his morning jog as light begins to dawn. Making quick progress around his usual route Eric jogged taking in the sights and sounds of the city around him. His morning jogs weren't his favorite but they were part of his training regiment. Eric finished his jog faster than expected, allowing him time to have another shower and to change into his usual jeans a tank top. Eric then left his apartment locking it up and rushing down to catch the bus to work.
 

"Good morning Gustov"

"Yo Voi! ya early"

"pleas stop calling me Voi...just Mari"

"Hehehe! sorry cant help it,Oh boss told me to tell you that some one left the bread outside and-"

"Let me guess....make more because those are "Not Real Bread"

"....yea......OH! remember Wednesday so get baking some cakes and stuff people come early for there coffee and sweets!"

"yea yea yea- You still owe me that dam chocolate one i baked and you ate! Boss was not happy so YOU better bake that one for me"

the sound of the soft jingle of a store door opening fills the empty Coffee shop,Small tables with 4 seats fill the shop with the usual counter and obvious shop coffee maker, you get it. Behind the counter was a man sitting down on a small stool,resting as the morning came wearing a apron that had a small pink heart on its left upper part,he was tall and with a oval shape face and was the "counter boy" as maria called him but all in all he was a good man who she worked with,not much to say. As Maria walked in she would have her usual clothing as she hold a green apron with "Cook Extreme" written on it in fancy letters in her left hand,but sh stop for a moment near the window and smiled as she let the sun's rays lay apon her,it was the best feeling she could ever image. as you can tell she works at a coffee shop as the cook, she makes the small breakfast some people came for and as well the small cupcakes or slices of cakes for sale behind glass. But anyway she would open the small door that separated the counter from the people and as she did she began wearing her apron as she walk pass Gustov towards the kitchen on the back behind a door.

"Hey don't forget to-"

"Make Mix fruit cake this time...i will"

she said with a sigh as Gustov just chuckle,it was early and people began to walk in the coffee shop and gustov began to work. Maria once inside the kitchen she sigh and began to work on the cakes like always but like everyday a order came in of course,she saw gustov just slide a order through the windowless frame as it had simple orders already,she began to work on the orders first and soon concentrating on making the cake's and go back to this and that,simple actually as another day at work, but once the orders calm down a little she could read a book once again and chill.
 

Ollie
Ollie's life was always the same routine, just due to whom had hired her. They controlled her, as if she was just a machine, designed to make them money, not treating her as much of a person. But, honestly, Ollie didn't mind, as long as she got to do what she enjoyed, which was embracing her musical talent, it was nothing about the fame, money or fans. But luckily, today Ollie had some time to relax. Only every once in a while would a day like this come along, where she could do what she wanted, with no one coming up to her and pointing angrily at a clipboard, or chastising her for not acing her performance to the very millisecond, and then pestering her for not listening to them as she drifts her gaze into the distance. Nevertheless, she ended up surprising them thoroughly every-time she performed, due to her musical talent, letting her pick up anything to do with music in an instant. Yet, a lot of the spare time Ollie has, she spends in her mind, dreaming, thinking, and discovering more of her cleverness through random study, which is not something many would do, but Ollie was never really considered normal by most.





As she woke, Ollie's mind started working as it usually did, racing through many ideas or possibilities for her upcoming day, and she got up, adorning herself in her usual attire. Taking a quick trip down the extravagant, clearly posh building, Ollie wondered towards the exit, glancing outside to the rising sun. Quickly, she decided she would just go for a short walk in the streets, taking in the brisk morning air in it's tranquility. Not as good as the night's beauty... but it'd do. As she strode along, her thoughts just kept chugging along, as they always did, making her almost oblivious to the world around her, and coming up with some of the most bizarre stories or silly ideas. Funnily enough, she didn't even take notice to the fact that she was humming silently, and it happened to be a very catchy tune not thought of before.
 
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Nova was nothing but excitable in the morning, having gotten up at a nice time to go get some good pictures, and maybe some coffee before more photography classes. Smiling, she walked along the sidewalk happily, humming along to the songs playing through her headphones. She had her outfit nailed down, from the tips of her laced up black boots, gliding across the crazy bright cyan stockings with grey cat faces around the knee, past her black leather shorts that clung tightly to her legs, complete with a blue belt loop, skipping across her tucked in blue sleeved blouse with a cat on the front pocket and the top button undone, to her vibrant blue eyeliner and blue and grey bow that held back her long black bangs. Today she felt like putting a spring in her step, being weird, as usual. That mostly explained her wild outfit, but the blue headphones and camera seemed to fit snugly into her image, almost like she was a walking photograph herself.


Photography class was fun, seeing as they most often took pictures of her and her crazy outfits, or plants and sunsets, took field trips, all those kinds of things. Humming, she stopped by a bed of flowers, smiling as she inhaled their scent. Morning dew still clung to the soft petals and leaves, leaving a bumpy yet appealing sight. Pulling out her camera, Nova snapped a few photos of the flowers, ignoring the passers by that stared at her strange outfit, and behavior.
 
Ju just went about getting ready for the day, the normal things a person would do in the morning but she was often driven to school in a fancy car that Esther or Grant drove. She didn't mind it since she didn't flaunt her wealth like other children of models or celebrities. School was something Esther and Grant told her about and got her into high school. Ju took everything like she always did, quiet and observant, but very curious about everything around her.


"Ju, dear. Are you ready?"


Esther's voice came from the door, her accent apparent still after many years of being in the US.


"I am."


Cam the simple response from Ju. She wasn't very talkative at all but with sugar, she was a hard wired person that talk constantly.
 
Eric jogged briskly through the city, dodging in and out of the crowd as he worked his way to one of his usual stops on the way to work. Ducking into the small cafe he rifled through his pockets, counting out the notes for his usual cup of tea. He looked pretty scruffy compared to the other people in the cafe.
 
Glancing once again out of the window, Sai took note of the position the sun had taken in the sky. One might think that through his half mask, he would have trouble seeing, but he had quite a clear view of the world around him. Though his discoloured eyes were hidden, his small smile was visible as he decided to get about his daily routine. Rising from his seat, he turned towards the front door of his dilapidated but nonetheless functioning abode, taking the handle of his umbrella in his hand in case it did indeed begin to rain. It proved stark contrast against the black of his coat, as did his thick white scarf. Yet the mixture of light and dark present in his appearance fit him well. Even his eyes seemed to follow suit, one of which was darker than the other, although they were hidden from view by the aforementioned mask. Deeming himself ready for the day, out he walked, stepping through the door and into the morning sunlight.


He crossed the street and stepped onto the sidewalk, beginning his daily trek into the city. Reaching a hand into his pocket, he noticed that he had an extra dollar or two in his pocket, and decided to treat himself and stop by a nearby cafe. Reaching the building of his choice, he entered, and began browsing the menu.
 
As the morning was rising the Cafe was starting to get some people and Gustov was already taking orders and placing them on the small window frame towards the kitchen and Maria was already getting in the cooking,making small Cupcakes of different flavors be it chocolate,vanilla and even Mix fruit. She was busy as not just making the orders but as well the stock of pre-made Goods so people can buy and take off the go. As Gustov was taking orders a tall man would walk in the store and this one came in day after day for tea and they knew,Gustov would see him walking towards the counter and he just said "Good morning sir! Let me guess your usual cup of tea like always? Coming right up! oh and"as gustov ended talking he would point up as there was a small sign that said "Early before 8:00 AM buy any selected good and get a FREE cupcake of your choosing"the sign said,seems it was a free cupcake for the ones who usually come early and not late,they need that small Sweet to get them up! As he walk to the left to heat up the water for Eric's tea he saw a boy walk in next and he said "I will be right with you in a moment!"he said as he would look over the window frame that lead towards the kitchen and said "Maria is the batch of-"


"Yes i am mostly done! Getting the slices of cake done here!"


Maria said as wearing Oven mitts she would open a large Oven that had multiple trays each with different types of cupcakes being prepared,she grab two trays and would close the oven and walk out of the kitchen placing them behind a glass counter where people could see what they could pick,she would walk back in the kitchen and do the same with two more trays. Gustov would have the tea ready and would lace it in front of Eric "Here you go sir!" he said with a nod as she would look at the boy next to him and ask "What would you like?"





"Hmmmm.....Interesting....There are more...two to be exact"


The Goddess of Knowledge felt...a presence...more than her seen two and this was rather interesting,she was no where to be seen obviously,she was just more of a "Spirit" to say the least like any other so her voice was the only thing echoing through the air.She kept silence of course but interesting....she has not felt others in some time and seems one was an "Elder" to say the least.She herself was Old,being the keeper of knowlage she had to be one of the oldest to keep history as time pass but Yoa was older, And then there was "The metal God" as she called him, Ferr to be more specific. She never called them full names as it...takes long.


"Well thus shall i think my eyes deceive me but...i am wrong atlas,The savior of Wazirik and The Man Metal Draken,this is thus something for the scrolls of history"


@Varvarus @Kachi
 
Sai found something interesting and nice in how, even so early in the morning, such a quaint little place as the shop he stood in then was already beginning to come to life. He could hear the staff bustling about, eager to complete the tasks they had on hand, and that in contrast to the peaceful munching or sipping of the customers was quite beautiful in his eyes. What a lovely setting. It was due to a similar reason he himself worked as a waiter in a restaurant. It almost made him eager to start the work day. But alas, he still had a while to go until his shift began.


The man before him was served, and so he occupied the space in front of the counter. "Yes, right," Sai mumbled, trying to make up his mind about what he wanted. His mask covered his eyes, but not his mouth, and thus his soft voice could be heard clearly. "I would like an espresso, please and thank you." He smiled as he spoke, politely holding his umbrella behind him.


@Yonsisac
 
"Cheers Gustov, you or the lass can have the cake i'm fine." Eric's voice was quite deep and easily heard even in the clatter of the shop. Eric places the money for his tea on the counter before turning around and seeing Sai, Eric let out a hastily lowered "The fu..." as he turned around. His eyebrows rise in surprise at the mask but he quickly tires to hide his expression before retiring to a chair next a window to drink his tea, trying to semi-watch the masked boy.


Ferrum being a much more physical being than the other dragon gods was bound to Eric's body. He watched from behind Eric's own eyes his silvery ones glinting out from the dark brown of Erics. A grumble of disatifaction with Eric's decsion to not get a muffin can be heard by all the other dragons.


@Yonsisac @Kachi
 
As gustove heard the boy as for a espresso he nodes and turn around waving at Eric as he took the tea,he took the cash open the cash register and placing it inside before closing and going towards the coffee machine,as he did he dint look back...well as far he can tell its NOT Halloween but hey to each there own! he finish the espresso and would give it to the boy "Here ya go kid! do you want a cupcake with that?" he ask as he would wait for a response.....dam now he wish it was Halloween.


as he did maria would be working on the kitchen cooking the cupcakes and the slices of chocolate cake treats and placing them on trays one by one as she began to take them outside behind the glass counter and as she did she notice the...mask boy...well then that looks interesting but she was busy,walking back in the kitchen she would continue her work.


Norga would seem to be doing nothing but she was actually remembering what she could find interesting,she is kinda a library and sometimes was fun "reading" those details again,she was "Reading" about "The mysteries of the sea" a "Book" all about creatures of the sea and what they do,she was not actually reading,she was browsing her Library of a memory,as she did she kept in mind the drakens around her,as she did she would "hear" the metal draken grumble,she just shook her head and replied "seems some one is having a bad time..."she said telepathically and maria dint even know what was happening,Norga would be silent but...the fact they are here at this time is
 
Sai could notice the strange looks he was getting, but he didn't act like it, as he was quite used to them. Being looked at oddly was better than being ignored, and that was something he had decided when he was very young. His smile never wavered as he was handed the drink he requested before politely turning down the offer of a cupcake. "Oh, thank you sir, but no thank you. I'm afraid this is all I can afford this morning," he hummed sadly, shaking his head. "Perhaps another morning." He reached into his pocket to dig out the money he owed for his purchase and set it onto the counter before politely bowing his head in another sign of gratitude before stepping away from the service table, drifting over to sit down at one of the chairs inside the comfortable little building and sip from his drink. It tasted quite nice, and the heat chased away the chill he had carried in with him after walking in the crisp morning air, which was getting warmer and warmer every day now that spring was preparing to transition into summer.


Inside of him, the spirit of the long lost saviour was silent.
 
Sipping from his drink Eric would glance around the café.


Hearing the 'voice' of Norga Ferrum stretched out his own power. It flowed through the drake and thus flowed through Eric.





Eric began to take deeper drafts of his tea, the heat seeming to be nothing now. Suddenly Eric's grip shattered the cup he was drinking from, spraying the hot contents all over Eric. Still it seemed as the steam rose off him that the heat was of second concern to the new stain on his worn vest.


"It...is...difficult to speak...in this form" Rumbled Ferrum, each syllable was heavily strained, like a steel wire too heavily laden.


@Yonsisac
 
Finishing her sketch, Cora found herself lifting off the log, stomach yearning for some sustenance to fuel her imagination. She still had quite a bit of time, and sometimes food is needed to fuel oneself. 'What am I thinking, just go get food already. Cut the crap.' She thought to herself, picking up the pace as she walked along. The morning was still crisp, even as the wind whipped past her she enjoyed every sight and sound. The streets were soon bustling with a small crowd, which seemed to grow as she reached the coffee shop. There was a strange assortment inside, but Cora brushed it aside. Just because they were there didn't mean she had to talk to them.


Pushing the door gently, a soft chime of a bell sounded through the café as she walked in. The smell of coffee and pastries flooded her nose as she walked up to the counter. Cora let her eyes wander, observing those around her before taking a seat besides a man in a mask. Setting her sketch book onto the counter, Cora folded her hands neatly onto her lap and waited for someone to come around and ask her what she wanted, letting silence drape over her like a shroud.



The Beast inside Cora, however, was almost leaping for joy, her eyes reflecting with the warm soothing blues of the Caribbean ocean. "Well, isn't this a surprise. I didn't expect to see so many of you so soon." She mumbled happily, voice practically oozing with excitement.


@Yonsisac @Kachi @Varvarus
 
Gustov nodes at the masked boy and place the money in the cash register as he began to take orders from other people.He notice the man spill his drink and break the cup,he looked and ask "Is all alright?"he ask a little worried.


Maria has finish working a little and began to take a rest,she walk out of the kitchen with the last batch of goods and filled the glass counter with them,she sat behind it and would sigh as she took the orders of those who bught on that side,she was busy like any other day actually.


Norga would hear the metal draken as he spoke how he could not speak well,she just huff and would reply shortly "You will get use to it..."she simply said as she continued to "read" honestly this was a much of a interesting meeting to see others here and as she thought she would hear a nother voice and this one cheerfull...oh great....she sigh and would reply "Me to...its a gift...yeepy...i am so glad to see you all"


(sorry for short busy!)
 
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Ollie
Ollie made a small sigh, rattling through her mind as to find something to do. Maybe she'd just head to a library again? Nah... she wanted to do something a little more exciting. For, some reason, Ollie felt like getting coffee, despite already having a cup in the morning, but she supposed it was just because she woke up earlier than usual. Shrugging it off, Ollie took a sharp turn, towards a small cafe, bustling with morning business, and as she strode closer, the strong smell of coffee beans being crushed wafted from the store, and as she pushed the door open, a small chime sounding, from the tiny golden bell near the door. Quickly, she went to the counter, asking for a simple coffee, not wanting to busy them too much with her... specifics. She pulled out about double the money for the drink, but insisted they keep the change, and spun on her heels, her piercing ombre eyes scanning the shop, from the right to left. She'd learnt you see more movement that way, since it wasn't the way you read words... anyway, despite there being leftover seats, near windows and such, Ollie decided to sit beside a girl with short turquoise hair, with a handful of others nearby.

She considered sparking a conversation... but it seemed everyone was silent, so Ollie felt it was best to wait for someone else first, but by the rate of silence taking hold of the room, it seemed like it would never happen, thus leading her to silently and most definitely patiently sipped at her coffee. Her eyes partially glassed over as she starred off into the distance, thinking about who knows what.


Yet, stirring inside Ollie, was the Beast who'd rather be somewhere else, but still shook off her slumber. After all, all these dragon spirits in one place was mostly likely more than she'd ever made contact with... but she mumbled, "So many, so quickly...", mainly because of the dire need. Any other situation, she wouldn't do such a thing...
 
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It wasn't odd for her to skip school because of family issues. Her 'mother' had called Ester and Grant to tell her something but at the last minute had to catch a plane to some photo shot that required her 'professional' touch. Her father was nose deep in writing his books and honestly, she was exempted from school for the day. Stopping at a local Starbucks or coffeeshop, Ju looked around, feeling very out of place and foreign. A perfect scene to observe people, in their words being a stalker. She didn't quite understand why people always tended to come to places like these to talk so loudly when a chat anywhere else was liable enough. But then again, it could be dangerous to be talking in the middle of the street. Ju picked a spot in a quiet corner and observed everyone while taking notes on various things, making sure to take meticulous notes on what the person looked like and their behavior. And also to begin writing on something to occupy her time.


(Ju is open to talk to anyone.)
 
Eric cursed under his breath as he dabbed at the spilt tea. "Yeah I'm fine, can I get another one?" Eric walked to the counter putting more money down for the new drink.


Ferrum grumbled once more, they did not understand. He once again he stretched out with his power letting it flow.





Eric very gingerly pick up his new cup, only for it to shatter once more. Sending hot tea right into Eric's face. Eric let out a low grumble of discontent. "Another," He said wiping scolding hot liquid off his face.


"You...do not...know...what you speak of. My...strength came from my...plates, my...core. Magic does not...bend to me...easily." Ferrum's voice is still heavily strained. His ire was starting to rise at how limited he was in this form and that he'd caused Eric to break his tea twice now.


@Yonsisac


 

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