Vault Hunters (Finished~)

[Zer0]

- Round 2 -

Spoiler: Music

When Isa whispered to him to climb, Moss wore a dreamy expression behind his dark head cloth and scarf, like when he was swooning about Ninjas of Love. The fireworks and bandits in the background were framing his boyfriend just like how he had imagined the scenes of stealth in his book. Goblin-L reassured them that she'll climb after them, and so Moss followed, wall-running past the disoriented Purrsians, and leaping, swinging up to a wooden clothesline pole, and then hauled himself up the roof.

Isa didn't spot Manuel among the pair of dizzy mounted riders, but he did see one of the giant coyotes, riderless in front of the shop where a small crowd was gathering around the exploded fireworks, wondering what was going on in the back alley.

Suddenly, Khalista roared, and there was a flash and BANG as her shotgun katar went off directly at Moss. He staggered, and immediately rolled. Cries resounded in the streets below as the crowd started to panic. Beneath them, goblin-L, who didn't quite reach the roof rasped, "I'm gonna use magic!"

Spoiler: Moss' Gear

Health: Bruised | Toughness: 19 | Spell Power: 15 |Manna: 5/5
Condition: ?​

Main Hand: Golden Kunai
+1 crit | +1 combat | Sealing Obsidian | Light, "Dual-wield"
Attachment: Retractable Chain

Off-Hand: "Diplomacy"
Attack range: 3 | Spell Casting Range: +2 | One-handed
Your afflictions penalize targets by an additional -1 and last 1 round longer. Flintlock pistol engraved with Nordic knots and wolves.


Armor: Oriental Armor
+3 Toughness | Light
Attachment I: Ghillie Suit, Desert
+6 to Stealth in Desert

Attachment II: Hiking Gear
+2 to climbing, traveling safely across the wilderness, and surviving noxious gases. Comes with a pair of crampons, pitons, hooks, ice axe, a hooded winter coat that's waterproof, and a firestorm shroud.

Spoiler: Battle

Roof:

1. Khalista
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 18
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls
   
   
2. Purrsian Lady (Stunned)
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 18
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls

Back Alley:

1. L
   Hp 3/3 | Toughness
   
   
2. Purssian Bandit Grey (Stunned)
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 14
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls
   
   
3. Purssian Bandit White (Stunned)
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 14
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls
   
   
4. Purssian Bandit Black (Stunned)
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 14
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -
“Plan in motion”​

After that bang, a deep growl rumbled in the air as L heard Isa‘s harsh snarling. “Do it~” He is seething, glaring at Khalista with sickly yellow eyes that only wished for her writhing pain.

Snatching his Raven staff off his belt and spinning it in one hand by his side, the eyes on the raven glowed indigo blue. Leaving a tail of two thin lined circles within the semi dark area as the disguised demon hunter uttered his phrase in Meir under his breath.“Bring forth thy vengeance and hunt the evils of this realm with thy eternal flames. I bid thou, Ixazaluoh~”

At first, it seemed like Isa’s spell didn’t work, but a dark shadow loomed over Khalista. It continued to grow until the shadow was bigger than the coyotes. A pair of glowing acidic lime green eyes that were as big as her stared down at her. Grey horns that curled sprouted from the dark head of a canine with jagged ears straight up. Front paws and back hooves that were big enough to stomp the cat being in a single strike. The hellhound pulled back her lips in a menacing snarl, revealing her sharp glistening teeth. The air felt like it was vibrating as she growled. Then she pulled her lips up, smiling dangerously. Promising to keep her last and torment her with what she would do to her by using her team as examples.

Ixazaluoh ran over to the other side of the roof where the three below were. She leaped down with intend to hunt all those that wronged her partner, releasing rings of acidic green flames that pulses out from each step. Sucking in their energies and give it back ten-fold.

And she will not miss. Vengeance is hers-!

Meanwhile, Isa ran over to Moss, keeping an eye out in case Manuel was nearby. Having to stop spinning his staff, but the raven’s eyes still glowed. “Ya okay?” That’s when he noticed the movement. Just as the dark cadejo leaped down from the other corner, snarling, he saw someone dashing back to get away from the green flames. Manuel looked disoriented too- so he was blinded and stunned!! Ha ha!!

Isa smirked, tapping Moss’ shoulder to point at that corner, and let him know.

——-

It was like watching a large dog having too much fun chewing on her chew toys. Ixazaluoh shook the grey bandit within her jaws before tossing him away. Then she stomped on white bandit, green flames pulsed out. Burning the last bandit. L can see how the flames were sucked in the the bandit only to see him convulse in place and faint. Acidic green gas plumped out of him.

The hellhound stared up at the roof, grinning at Khalista.

Spoiler: Isa’s gear

Health: Fresh | Toughness: 12 | Spell Power: 21 |Manna: 7/9
Condition: ?​

Main Hand: Crude gauntlets (+1 Combat) *sidenote: I need to update his gauntlets! XD*
+1 hit | One-handed | Weight 1
Can be "Dual-wielded" when you equip a second light weapon in your off-hand, allowing you to make an extra attack, giving all your attacks -1 hit. No penalty when making only one attack.

Shield: Barneclaw scaled shield |+1 Toughness. Wt. 1. Made of a giant fish’s scales and dented metal.

Off-hand: Raven staff |+1 Combat |+2 Spell Power | Attack range: 2 | Spell Casting Range: +2 | One-handed | Weight 1
Your afflictions penalize targets by an additional -1 and last 1 round longer. Mage staff. Enhanced by metal braces to not break easily unless hit by a strong or heavy weapon.
Spoiler: Weapon attachments

Armor: Leather armor (+2 Toughness.) *Sidenote #2: and update his armor!*
Moss’ gift to Isa.

Accessory I: Sash of Uncontrollable Dance
Make a Knowledge roll against the spell Power of 1 creature that you can see within 2 areas. The target begins a comic dance in place: shuffling, tapping its feet, and capering , afflicting it with "Don't Move" for 2 rounds.
You can cast Uncontrollable Dance" for free a number of times a day = Knowledge after every long rest.

Accessory II: Manacles, Sealing
DC 16 lockpick. Toughness 18. Prevents shackled target from casting spells, and constantly reduces their manna to 0. Liliana has given these to the group before.

Spoiler: Battle

Isa 3/3HP

Major action: He summoned a guardian spirit to inflict on every enemy.
Minor action: Perception to find Manuel

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Round 3 -​

The little goblin peeped out from the roof edge, slammed her spell book on the sandstone, pointed at the other Purrsian and screeched, "Flee!" The disoriented Purrsian went slack, eyes unfocused, and, still dizzy, pulled on the reigns of her coyote, mumbling, trying to shake off the stun to leave; Moss had a hand over his stomach, and when he looked at his palm it was red with blood. "Not okay." he hissed at Isa, in pain. His eyes followed to where he was pointing --- Manuel! ---then threw the black obsidian dagger.

A splatter of blood on the sandstone wall, and the man who had hurt Isa grunted in pain, clutching his shoulder; the chain went taught, the blade had gone through, and Moss yanked Manuel forward.

That seemed to shake the man out of the stun, and as he flew forward, he gripped his spell book, and red lightning arched from a soul stone wildly, gouging the sandstone at Isa's feet; Khalista cursed, and leapt off her coyote after Manuel, dual blades flashing silver --- but came face to face with Ixazaluoh, just as in one quick motion, Moss switched to his second Kunai and rushed forward, slashing across Manuel's face.

Sshng!

But Khalista's katar blocked it.

Spoiler: Moss' Gear

Health: Bruised | Toughness: 19 | Spell Power: 15 |Manna: 5/5
Condition: ?​

Main Hand: Golden Kunai
+1 crit | +1 combat | Sealing Obsidian | Light, "Dual-wield"
Attachment: Retractable Chain

Off-Hand: Kunai
+1 crit | +1 combat | Light, "Dual-wield"
Attachment: Retractable Chain



Armor: Oriental Armor
+3 Toughness | Light
Attachment I: Ghillie Suit, Desert
+6 to Stealth in Desert

Attachment II: Hiking Gear
+2 to climbing, traveling safely across the wilderness, and surviving noxious gases. Comes with a pair of crampons, pitons, hooks, ice axe, a hooded winter coat that's waterproof, and a firestorm shroud.

Spoiler: Battle

Roof:

1. Manuel (Sealed)
   Hp 3/4 | Toughness: 16 | Spell Power: 22
   +4 Survival
   +8 Combat
   +6 Knowledge
   +6 Larceny
   
   
2. Khalista
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 18 | Spell Power: 16
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls
   
   
3. Purrsian Lady (Stunned, Dominated by L)
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 18 | Spell Power: 16
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls
   
   
4. L (Maintaining control over Purrsian Lady)
   Hp 3/3 | Toughness

Back Alley:

1. Purssian Bandit Grey (Stunned)
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 14
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls
2. Purssian Bandit White (Stunned)
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 14
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls
3. Purssian Bandit Black (Stunned)
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 14
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -
”Plan in motion”​

Isa didn’t flinch from the red lightning, focusing more on staying besides Moss in case he needed to teleport away for the merman’s sake. Touching his back with a hand for secured measures. Anger fueling his need to hurt someone as he saw blood on Moss’ hand from his stomach. However he did look up to see Ixazaluoh use her right horn to deflect Khalista’s katar. She smiled, revealing her teeth as she parried, letting the purrsian have one last go before-

A giant maw bit the purrsian, almost swallowing her whole. The dark cadejo maliciously shook her before tossing her to her dazed friend that’s on the coyote. Taking them both out and off the roof. Her steps pulsed out acidic green flames and it was sucked inside Manuel before he convulsed. Yet he didn’t faint, green gases escape his form.

Spoiler: Isa’s gear

Health: Fresh | Toughness: 10 (+2 from armor)=12| Spell Power: 21 |Manna: 7/9
Condition: ?​

Main Hand: Crude gauntlets (+1 Combat) *sidenote: I need to update his gauntlets! XD*
+1 hit | One-handed | Weight 1
Can be "Dual-wielded" when you equip a second light weapon in your off-hand, allowing you to make an extra attack, giving all your attacks -1 hit. No penalty when making only one attack.

Shield: Barneclaw scaled shield |+1 Toughness. Wt. 1. Made of a giant fish’s scales and dented metal.

Off-hand: Raven staff |+1 Combat |+2 Spell Power | Attack range: 2 | Spell Casting Range: +2 | One-handed | Weight 1
Your afflictions penalize targets by an additional -1 and last 1 round longer. Mage staff. Enhanced by metal braces to not break easily unless hit by a strong or heavy weapon.
Spoiler: Weapon attachments

Armor: Leather armor (+2 Toughness.) *Sidenote #2: and update his armor!*
Moss’ gift to Isa.

Accessory I: Sash of Uncontrollable Dance
Make a Knowledge roll against the spell Power of 1 creature that you can see within 2 areas. The target begins a comic dance in place: shuffling, tapping its feet, and capering , afflicting it with "Don't Move" for 2 rounds.
You can cast Uncontrollable Dance" for free a number of times a day = Knowledge after every long rest.

Accessory II: Manacles, Sealing
DC 16 lockpick. Toughness 18. Prevents shackled target from casting spells, and constantly reduces their manna to 0. Liliana has given these to the group before.

Spoiler: Battle

Isa 3/3 HP

Major move: Spirit guardians
Minor move: stay next to Moss

 

[Zer0]

- Round 4 -​

Alone, Manuel looked like a desperate cornered animal.

With Ixazaluoh tossing the Purrsians out of the way, Moss rushed pass the giant hellhound and thrust his blade --- a soul stone flared red, the blade glanced off through an unseen force --- Manuel tossed blood into his eyes, Moss stumbled. He went for the gearworks chain, noticed the goblin rushing at him from behind and Isa from the side at the same time.

"Drat!" And his elbow met Isa's face. There was a crunch, nose broken, as he wrenched the raven staff from Isa's grip, turned, then back-handed him towards the goblin. She ducked out of the way, he started running across the roof to the front of the shop; there was a snap of string and the whistle of many things flying through the air, and Isa saw the silhouette of the goblin in the dim light struck by a hail of needles from nowhere.

The goblin stumbled for a moment, and then with angry vigor continued running, cussing Manuel out.

Spoiler: Moss' Gear

Health: Bruised | Toughness: 19 | Spell Power: 15 |Manna: 5/5
Condition: ?

Main Hand: Golden Kunai
+1 crit | +1 combat | Sealing Obsidian | Light, "Dual-wield"
Attachment: Retractable Chain

Off-Hand: Kunai
+1 crit | +1 combat | Light, "Dual-wield"
Attachment: Retractable Chain



Armor: Oriental Armor
+3 Toughness | Light
Attachment I: Ghillie Suit, Desert
+6 to Stealth in Desert

Attachment II: Hiking Gear
+2 to climbing, traveling safely across the wilderness, and surviving noxious gases. Comes with a pair of crampons, pitons, hooks, ice axe, a hooded winter coat that's waterproof, and a firestorm shroud.

Spoiler: Battle

Roof:

1. Manuel (Sealed) ---> Disarmed and struck Isa, stunned L
   Hp 2/4 | Toughness: 16 | Spell Power: 22
   +4 Survival
   +8 Combat
   +6 Knowledge
   +6 Larceny
   
   
2. Khalista
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 18 | Spell Power: 16
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls
3. Purrsian Lady (Stunned, Dominated by L)
   Hp 1/1 | Toughness 18 | Spell Power: 16
   +5 Combat rolls
   +3 other rolls
   
   
4. L
   Hp 3/3 | Toughness 16

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -
“Plan in motion”​

“Mare!!”

Seeing Moss stumble, Isa didn‘t think. His body moved on it’s own, reaching an arm out to grab Manuel- Ixazaluoh released another pulse of green flames just as the old man went for the gear work chain; the green flames were sucked in and his body convulsed again just as Isa reached his side. The urge to save Moss from getting hurt is his top priority!

A sudden flash of harsh pain stung the disguised redhead on his nose, broken. Then he was backhanded, his staff out of his hands. Ixazaluoh barked in worry as she turned into golden orbs, disappearing from this realm. Not again! His uncle hurt him again and he was trying to get away! Isa rolled on the ground for a moment before looking up just to see L get struck by needles-

”!!” To his surprise, the feisty gnome started to run towards the running man, cursing. Isa smirked, amused that the little usually nice L chase with such anger. His eyes glowed indigo. He can’t let his boss have all the fun, now can he~

Manuel can hear the familiar silent footsteps of his so called nephew, running behind him. Isa reached out to grab his shoulder and to pull him back. His hand curling into a fist, ready to knock the daylights the out of the old man with a devilish smirk that promised more than pain.

Spoiler: Isa’s gear

Health: hurt | Toughness: 10 (+2 from armor)=12| Spell Power: 21 |Manna: 7/9
Condition: broken nose, stinging cheek​

Main Hand: Crude gauntlets (+1 Combat) *sidenote: I need to update his gauntlets! XD*
+1 hit | One-handed | Weight 1
Can be "Dual-wielded" when you equip a second light weapon in your off-hand, allowing you to make an extra attack, giving all your attacks -1 hit. No penalty when making only one attack.

Shield: Barneclaw scaled shield |+1 Toughness. Wt. 1. Made of a giant fish’s scales and dented metal.

Off-hand: Raven staff |+1 Combat |+2 Spell Power | Attack range: 2 | Spell Casting Range: +2 | One-handed | Weight 1
Your afflictions penalize targets by an additional -1 and last 1 round longer. Mage staff. Enhanced by metal braces to not break easily unless hit by a strong or heavy weapon.
Spoiler: Weapon attachments

Armor: Leather armor (+2 Toughness.) *Sidenote #2: and update his armor!*
Moss’ gift to Isa.

Accessory I: Sash of Uncontrollable Dance
Make a Knowledge roll against the spell Power of 1 creature that you can see within 2 areas. The target begins a comic dance in place: shuffling, tapping its feet, and capering , afflicting it with "Don't Move" for 2 rounds.
You can cast Uncontrollable Dance" for free a number of times a day = Knowledge after every long rest.

Accessory II: Manacles, Sealing
DC 16 lockpick. Toughness 18. Prevents shackled target from casting spells, and constantly reduces their manna to 0. Liliana has given these to the group before.

Spoiler: Battle

Isa 2/3HP

Major action: Punch Manuel’s face in!
Minor action: run after him!!

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- VICTORY! -​

Isa ran past the goblin; he felt a string snag across his leg, then there was a snap and the whistle of many things flying through the air again, and his side was bombarded by a flurry of needles --- the world became a dizzying upside down. He felt noodle-y, vaguely comprehending, then a foul arm wrapped over his mouth and gripped his wrist. The hold was expert, he could neither speak nor move away.

"Enough!" snarled Manuel. "Or he dies."

The goblin stopped. It was unclear who was more furious, her or Moss who was livid he hurt Isa and is using him for cover. "Let him go, Manuel." she bristled like a small angry green warthog.

"He's stalling for time!" said Moss. Barad Eithel was astir, guards could appear any moment. They two friends risked it.

Moss yanked him forward, the goblin rushed for the legs. Manuel shoved Isa into the goblin's dagger, and her eyes went wide in fear, as blood spurted; "NO!" Moss roared --- Isa had never heard him so angry before.

It was as if time stood still. Manuel dragging forward, Isa falling, Moss crouching into an upwards slash cutting through Manuel's fingers, obisidian blade grazing Isa's hair, slicing strands off, and then curving across the side of Manuel's face. Moss caught Isa, he turned, and slammed Manuel's nape with the handle of his dagger. He went skidding face first across the sandstone. And was still.

Spoiler: Moss' Gear

Health: Bruised | Toughness: 19 | Spell Power: 15 |Manna: 5/5
Condition: ?​

Main Hand: Golden Kunai
+1 crit | +1 combat | Sealing Obsidian | Light, "Dual-wield"
Attachment: Retractable Chain

Off-Hand: Kunai
+1 crit | +1 combat | Light, "Dual-wield"
Attachment: Retractable Chain



Armor: Oriental Armor
+3 Toughness | Light
Attachment I: Ghillie Suit, Desert
+6 to Stealth in Desert

Attachment II: Hiking Gear
+2 to climbing, traveling safely across the wilderness, and surviving noxious gases. Comes with a pair of crampons, pitons, hooks, ice axe, a hooded winter coat that's waterproof, and a firestorm shroud.

Spoiler: Battle

Roof:

1. Manuel (Sealed) ---> Stunned Isa, then grappled him. Isa -1Hp.
   Hp 0/4 | Toughness: 16 | Spell Power: 22
   +4 Survival
   +8 Combat
   +6 Knowledge
   +6 Larceny
   
   
2. L ---> Manuel shoved Isa into her blade, -2 Hp Isa
   Hp 3/3 | Toughness 16

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -
“VICTORY!!!”​

Just as he felt something on his foot, it was too late for the disguised redhead.

Many stings of piercing needles on his side, making him stumble in his run. His bent arm froze from the sheer pain of a needle jammed in between the bones of his elbow. The world spun, he felt slow, and couldn’t tell if he was falling or standing anymore. Until a hand grabbed his wrist and yanked him towards a somewhat firm build. Then an arm choked him, covering his mouth. Agitating his broken nose and inflaming it more from the sudden movement. It was so easy for the old man to yank him, Isa could barely resist like a newborn kitten that doesn‘t know how limbs work.

Argh! Manuel’s voice was making his ears ring-! He could barely hear what Moss and L said too-

Isa’s scream was muffled when he felt a new pain in his legs. His vision started to blur. Knees buckled as he couldn’t hold himself up anymore and Manuel wasn’t willing to keep him up either, it seems. Was . . . Was that Moss roaring? He sounded so angry . . . It’s like Moss was an orca: seemingly sweet but ferocious while hunting. At least, that’s what Isa thought fondly as his world went dark. The last thing he felt was landing into something warm and steady before being pulled closer. Hearing someone’s fast paced heart beating.

The redhead smiled warmly as he sighed in relief.

”Moss . . . ” Isa didn’t move after saying his name in a endeared whisper.

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Dawn -
"December 28, 600" ​

It was a blur of the goblin-gnome's face lit from beneath a dimmed lamplight, the rest of her in shadow, as she quickly worked on his numb leg. His head was resting on a familiar lap, warm hands caressing his cheeks in the dark edge of the faint light, as Moss' blurry face looked down at him in quiet worry. He caught snatches of their whispers, "Isa . . . me? . . . Can you hear me?" Fingers combed through his hair, " . . . need you . . . hide our trace . . . Isa? Stay with me . . . " Moss' voice was so soft and far away, "I know sleep feels comfortable right now, but we need you hide the traces of our magic right now, then you can sleep . . ."

Large fuzzy paws lifted him gently . . . pulled into a wall of warm breathing fluff . . . passing lamplights . . . moving from shadow to shadow . . . until the darkness washed over Isa again.

* * * *​

When Isa next came to, he was laying on softness, the cool grey light before sunrise outside the windows dimly lighting his and Moss' bedroom in blue. The smell of ointment and medicine, his nose a little crusty with dried blood, a bandage over it, blocking his lower vision a little.

There was the faint sounds of sparrows, and the cry of a falcon in the distance . . . a crackle of fire wood, and the sound of something sizzling in the kitchen.

Looking around, Moss' side of their bed was empty. There was a jar of water, still cold, a plate of flat bread, small clay jars of a few jams and spreads, a wedge of cheese, desert berries, prickly pears, fresh bandages, small potions of medicine, and a cup of cactus flowers on the floor beside Isa's side of the bed. His raven staff, armor, and clothes from yesterday hung on his side of the wall. He was wearing different clothes, and he smelled fresh. The side of his body that had been pinned by needles and his cut leg was bandaged, and there was the sting of stretched stitches every time he moved.

There was a new bag in the far corner of the room. Peeking out was a corner of Manuel's spell book. It seemed to be sitting on a lump of other belongings.

The smell of quail, and spices reminiscent of the desert market wafted into the room . . . Whatever Moss was cooking smelled hearty, hot, and good~

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -
“Dawn”​

Eyelids felt heavy when he woke up, dazed and confused as to why everything is blurry. He barely can feel anything too, limbs were too heavy to move. He couldn’t flinch away from the blurry goblin that’s close to his leg, he felt so tired. Yet he felt so comfortable. . . Maybe his body knew what’s up and just wanted to relax without his brain? Yeah, that sounds about right. That makes sense. Let’s listen to his body and not his brain, just relax. Isa was ready to sleep and nuzzle into the nice soft pillow his head is on-

He groaned quietly when a familiar warm hand caressed his cheeks, slowly fluttering his lids to barely open. Revealing a sliver of dazed indigo orbs as he gazed up. Hm? Was that an Angel? That white hair is so unnatural yet looked so soft to touch. If only his body would let him move his arm right now, he wanted to touch it. Such pretty teal eyes . . . Oh~ the Angel was saying something. His voice sounds so nice~

He needed to respond! The Angel was asking a question. How?! His body isn’t letting him move-! Can he move his mouth? Jaw, work!! “Y-yea . . .” Isa mumbled, sluggish and barely audible. It was like a dried leaf crinkling in the wind type of low. The redhead hummed, pleased to feel the light tugs of his hair as the Angel combed with his fingers. Fluttering his eyes closed for a moment as he tried to listen more. He sounds so pretty~

Hide their magic traces? Is that what the Angel wants? That’s so hard right now-! Maybe-! If he could just find his staff. Isa urged his numb arm to move and move, it did. Just barely, trembling violently as he patted the ground. Searching. Suddenly, something was gently placed into his hand and Isa smiled. Letting his arm drop from the weight of his staff and he didn’t mind it. He couldn’t feel the stinging pain or the tension of his muscles after all. “T-tha-anks.”

Isa blearily gazed up and muttered under his breath. “Cumcaor~” The raven’s eyes glowed and released a soft semi-transparent flame that became a huge dome in the surrounding area before imploding. Little indigo dust particles floated down as they disappeared. The redhead weakly smiled, feeling accomplished. His lids drooped and closed. “Gonna shleeeeep now, Angel . . . N-nighsssh . . .”

He woke up again when something moved him. Isa forced his eyes to open and sighed in a pleasant ‘Mwee~’ when he was held close to a wall of soft fluffy fur~ It can breath and it feels warm~ so cool~ Lulled by the passing lights and shadows, the redhead weakly nuzzled his face into the fur and listened to the wall’s heart beats. Falling asleep once more.

———

Isa woke up slow. First noticing how he’s in a soft place now that he could move his fingers and hand. Caresses ing the bedsheet. He felt warm too. Must have been laying here for a while, not that he’s complaining. He finally gets to stay still after a long while of moving around and doing things. He took a deep breath and winced, hissing. His nose stung. Probably shouldn’t take deep breaths for now. It smelled weird though. Ointment and medicine with a slight hint of spices. The redhead fluttered his eyes open, grateful to the soft grey sunlight. Somewhat surprised to see his lower part of vision being blocked by the nose bandage. He looked to the left automatically, neck felt like it’s creaking, and noticed that Moss wasn’t here. Darn. He wanted to admire Moss’ beauty. Oh well.

So he quietly explored with his vision. Noticing that he was in their bedroom, his clothes from the night before hanged, Manuel’s book leaning on the wall along with his staff. He didn’t get angry at the sight of the ugly covered book, he felt tired. Too tired and too emotional drained after years of hating one man. Isa moved on before pausing at the sight of the food and bandages. So many options to pick on—- are those cactus flowers? How long did it take for Moss to collect all of them? So sweet~

Isa smiled warmly, his stomach demanding to eat and he shall follow it’s orders. He carefully sat up, feeling the light tugs from stitches on his right side as the blanket pooled around his waist. He has stitches! So cool!! He felt comforted as the reminder of caring people were all round him, leaning to the side to grave the tray and put it on his lap. Eating the berries, spread the jam on the flat bread, cheese, and drank the cooling water. He didn’t rush or went at his usual fast pace, instead he took his time eating every bit of the tray. Feeling at peace as he listened to Moss cooking in the kitchen and breathed in the desert spices. The sense of normalcy is wonderful ~

”Sooooo goooood~” Isa hummed after taking a bite of the prickly pear, slowly feeling like a weight has lifted from his shoulders. “I can just wiggle- Ack! Bad idea! Haha!”

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Isa's Caravan -
"Dawn, December 28, 600" ​

A couple of sounds of pans and pots being moved, then footsteps approached followed by the padding of giant paws and panting. "Hellooo, froo froo, no, this isn't for you, just a while, then it'll be your turn." then the door opened and in came Moss with a breakfast tray. "Isa! How are you?" he rushed and knelt beside him. Okami followed, ears perked up at the sight of Isa, then slowly clambered on the bed, sniffing, then curled up next to him, looking up at the bread he was eating with puppy eyes.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -
“Dawn”

Spoiler: Song

Isa was slight curled to the side that had the stitches though he perked up at the sight of Moss and Okami. Smiling warm as the comforting scent of home wafted in the air. So he slowly straighten his back. “I’m good. Excited about having scars~ how are ya?” He placed the flat bread down on the plate and put it on the side; silently giving Okami the rest of the flat bread as he listened to Moss. Besides the big pupper looked worried. He wanted to comfort him a bit somehow.

With a caring rub on Okami’s head and before the merman could scold him, Isa reached out to cup his cheeks. Gently pulling him close and pressed their lips together. Thumbs rubbing the roundness of his cheeks. Sighing happily at the warm feeling before breaking the deep kiss; he hadn’t realized that the kiss was a good few minutes long. His cheeks flushed red as he bashfully gazed at the merman. Sweetly bumping foreheads together.

”Thank ya for rescuing me . . . Ya looked so cool. Like a ninja~” Isa has been waiting to tease Moss with this comment but now . . . Now it’s a compliment because Moss really did do a ninja move like in the ninja love books. The redhead kissed him again, pecking his face and horn affectionally. Gentle and appreciative.

“Are ya okay? Ya had a wound too, if I remember correctly.”

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[Zer0]

- Isa's Caravan -
"Dawn, December 28, 600" ​

Moss was dazed. What a pleasant surprise~ "I . . .Yeah . . . I'm good now." he smiled dopily, putting the breakfast tray down. He kissed Isa again and nuzzled his forehead back. "Of course . . . You're welcome, Isa. Thanks for saving me too." He gently rubbed the side of his nose bandage where he had been struck for protecting him. He glanced down at his own shirt, and lifted it, there was a bandage on his side. "The gunshot wound stings a little, but I'm feeling good now." he smiled, cupping his cheek. "You looked pretty cool too, like in the books. And what in Leor was that giant fire doggy with hooves?!"

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -
“Dawn”​

“You’re welcome~” Isa chuckled, enjoying the dazed look on Moss’ face. The redhead looked down, gently frowning at the sight of the bandage, but sighed. Relief pooling in his stomach. “That’s good. I’m glad you’re okay.”

He leaned into Moss’ hand, gently nuzzling with his pinkish cheek. Then he chuckled again, dropping one hand to hold onto the merman’s other hand, and squeezed tenderly. “That’s Ixazaluoh. A type of hellhound called a dark Cadejo. Her tasks is usually to hunt and bring bad men back down in the underworld or that’s what she tells me anyways.” He kissed Moss’ hand.

”She’s one of the guardian spirit, just like the Dorudon.”

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -
"Isa's Caravan" ​

Moss plopped next to him. "Yeah, thanks to our tough healer." he squeezed his hand back. "Did you she how she kept going after she got sprayed by all those needles?"

When Isa talked about Ixazaluoh Moss was half intimidated, half impressed. "That was a she? And she can talk? Wow . . . " Okami, having gobbled the flat bread, now laid his head on Moss' lap and stared at the breakfast tray with puppy eyes. "Oh, and brought you breakfast." He opened the tray where there were two plates of desert quail stuffed with garlic button mushrooms, black rice, and some spicy herbs with little boiled quail eggs on the side. There was soup, and a clay bowl of some salad with feta cheese and just desert greens and actual flowers.

" Ixa --- Ixazaluoh," Moss was having a hard time pronouncing the name, as he scratched Okami's ears and gave in, giving him half the quail, "does she really bring them to the underworld? Like their souls?"

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -
“Dawn”​

”Yeah, I did. Sassy is right about her. She’s rather a spunky healer, ain‘t she?” Isa chuckled. “I’m still surprised that she curses! Then again those needles does hurt a lot.”

He mindlessly rubbed his side where he did get hit by the needles.

The redhead raised a brow, chuckling. “Yes, she’s a she and she can talk. Most guardian spirits can talk, the ones who can’t are animals or plant spirits. Speaking of, do ya want to give Mrs. Dorudon a name? She seems to like ya a lot, Moss. Hm?” Isa looked down when Moss brought up breakfast and his stomach growled. “It smells delicious ~ Oh! Right, thank ya for the flowers. Must have taken ya a lot of time to find them, huh?” He doesn’t know why, but he did like them, the flowers. Each one just brings a new memory. Just as he stared at the blooming flower fondly, he plucked one out of the jar and tried to tuck it behind his ear. The stem was too small though. So he braided in his hair and close to his ear.

Isa digs in, taking his time to savor the quail while taking the bones out for Okami to eat some. Passing it to him on the plate that had the flatbread before returning to his own meal. Then something happened. Just as Isa held the soup bowl up and sipped on the rim, humming in joy from the savory onion soup, his ears wiggled. Moss can see that it tended to happen whenever Isa drank the soup. He nibbled on the cheese as he replied to Moss’ question.

”Ya can call her Dawn. Ixazaluoh is her native tongue’s way of saying dawn. It sounded like an ancient language.” He pondered for a moment before nodding. “I believe so. It wouldn’t surprise me if she decides to take Manuel’s soul too . . . Apparently she has a partner that guides people away from horrible situations.”

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -
"Isa's Caravan" ​

"Huh, that was the first time we heard her curse." agreed Moss. "Did it hurt that bad? You went all . . ." Moss turned his hand in the air, as he looked for the words, ". . . like you weren't present after you got hit." He examined the spot Isa rubbed, and carefully grazed his thumb over them, as though to soothe them.

"Missus?" repeated Moss, surprised. He tucked into his breakfast, and was silent for a moment. "No, her name is her own. She isn't like Okami," he petted the polar bear dog that was happily munching on quail, "who belongs to me, that I'd name her. Maybe she has a name already?" He smiled at Isa and look at the flowers. "Actually, I just bought them in the market." he grinned swinging his legs. His smile softened when Isa braided flowers into his hair, and tucked a stray red strand behind his ear, just watching fondly.

Then Moss laughed, distracted by something, and caressed Isa's ear.

"No, I'll call her Ixaza--zaluoh, I think she'll like it more. She really helped, she was really strong. And by the way, your dagger was indispensable! Manuel was just helpless most of the time. We've also taken him prisoner. He's in the small caravan." Moss made a face as though he was disgusted he was there.

He took a deep breath. "Vidya made it back, but Vashur was captured and taken into the golden dome. The ladies are still out scouting the place. We actually moved out of Leonid's place, he's alright, we're in another tent of his in the higher ruins just above the market, a bit further northwest from that workshop you were smithing in. I think you'll like how high it is. We're also sort of close to that huge thing L saw they were fixing, that giant exhaust pipe that looks like Smoky's." He munched on a teeny tiny quail leg. "Leonid is also kind of mad at us, but not because he can't set up shop, rather because we went on an exciting ambush without him."

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -
“Inside bedroom”​

“It did hurt, my arm was stuck in place from a needle in my elbow. I think the needles had a drug on the tips or something.” Isa flinched when Moss touched his side too, surprised before relaxing under the soothing thumb rubs. He smiled warmly. He is so sweet~

”Yeah, missus.“ Isa chuckled. “Alright, I’ll ask her again. Though I can already tell that it’s gonna be a bunch of whale noises again.”

He hummed when Moss mentioned the market, nodding. “I actually forgot we were near the market. Guess those needles hit me harder than I thought.“ The redhead mumbled at the end and took another sip of soup. Ears mid-wiggle when Moss laughed, causing Isa to hum and look at him. A tanned hand touched his ear-

His entire face turned red as he leaned into Moss’ hand~

The redhead chuckled at Moss’ pronunciation for Ixazaluoh’s name, nodding about the knife. He was surprised to hear that Manuel was in the smaller caravan; shocking still, Moss being disgusted by his presence of being in there. Wanting to comfort Moss, Isa reached out for his hand and squeezed. Watching him take a deep breath and listened. His brows furrowed, worried.

”. . . I hope Vashur is okay. Our plan might compromised but I don‘t know a better plan to seal Theosebia- wha-?!” Isa pouted, huffing at the news. “The man is going with us for the Goliath and distracting Theosebia. I reaaaaallllly doubt that he could help with stealth missions.

”Unless . . . He doesn’t know that he’s gonna be part of the plan?” The redhead muttered that question, pondering before shrugging his shoulders. “Well I’m sure he’ll be okay with it either way.... I’m thinking to talk with Manuel soon.”

Then he looked at the soul stone covered grimore, frowning sadly. “Can ya pass me that? I wanna pray for them to move on.”

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"Oh, so she can't talk . . . But how do you know she's a missus?"

Speaking about Manuel, Moss softened when Isa held his hand. He smiled, and kissed his cheek. "I just don't like the thought of him touching my things. I don't like his smell." he nodded towards Isa's raven staff. "Gave your staff a good scrubbing, though I could only sponge bath your face and body last night."

He lightened up at the talk about Leonid. "Yeah, I don't think he's good at stealth missions either. I think he doesn't exactly know what he's asking, joining a battle. It's dangerous work. O, he knows, he just wants to be part of the excitement." he added soothingly.

Moss looked at the grimoire and nodded. He plucked it out from within the bag, that looked like it had the rest of Manuel's things, then handed it to Isa, and sat next to him.

It was gilded in gold that was now worn dark, an almost sickly yellow. There were runes across it, and across the center was the gold emboss of some sort of ceremonial dagger design with a large soul stone of silver on the hilt. Beneath the embellishments was a plate of thin cracked scale or metal, maybe a scale from some giant reptile, and on the corners were four other soul stones. All the stones were cut and fashioned beautifully, but one could still see the shadow of warped pained faces on the reflection and deep into the depths, including the one of Isa's mother. The book also had a leather strap hanging from the back that had been undone. Looking at the corners of the back, there were four other soul stones too.

The design of the ceremonial dagger looked familiar to Isa. It had the same design as the real dagger that had been used to break his connection to Loki.

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

“In my dreams, she’s with another Dorudon and they always gave a feeling of romance whenever they cuddled. So she’s a missus.” Isa replied.

“Mwee~” He chuckled bashfully as he listened. Humming with a raised brow of disbelief and amusement. “What? Ya don’t like old man sweat?” He teased before leaning in to affectionally bump foreheads. “Oh! Thank youuuuuuuuu wha-?! S-sponge bath?? P-pants off???” Isa turned completely red at the idea, shy. Sure, they took off shirts to sleep, but...pants. Pants-!

He is sure it was probably necessary! He did get needles so where on his hip and thigh and got accidentally cut by L. They needed to bandage the legs, b-but ... paaaaaants!

Clearing his throat and taking a deep breath— wincing-, Isa sighed out as he listened. And snorted. “So...he’s just angry about not having the once in a life time experience...well, he’ll have other opportunities, I’m very sure. Your friend is funny, Moss.”

As the grimore was given in his hands, the redhead stared at the cover, feeling Moss get comfortable next to him on the bed. Gently rubbing a thumb over an autumn red stone as if he wanted to comfort the spirit inside, indigo eyes that’s hinting sickly yellow veins looked at the blade. Isa sighed. “My uncle had a dagger that looked similar to this design. It cut my connection with Loki by stabbing me with it.” He muttered. Lightly tapping on the handle to see if the dagger would come out of the cover. Then he took another deep breath, wincing before leaning into Moss’ side. He closed his eyes and started to sing his prayer.

The air around them became slightly warm, a hue of golden bubbles floated around them as a ring hovered over the book cover. Then it separated into eight halos, one hovering over each stone. Once the spirits said their thanks as Isa relaxed, Moss would feel a light tap on the shoulder. There, standing before him, is Isa’s mother. Serenely gazing at him before mouthing something to the merman. Isa couldn’t hear her, but Moss can for some reason.

”Thank you for watching over my son.” She said, smiling. One corner was higher than the other. She leaned over to her son, kissed his head, and sighed happily. They can see Isa smiling and it was the gentlest smile the merman has ever seen on his pale face. Then she bursts into tiny orbs of light, her voice echoed. “I’ll be watching over the both of you.”

Everything went still after that and Isa leaned heavily on the merman. Like his bones couldn’t support him anymore. Dazed.

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"No, I just don't like his smell in general." said Moss, making a face. "O! Y-yeah, she had to cut the side of your pants to tend to the wounds. They're unfortunately ruined." he nodded towards Isa's backpack. He fidgeted a little, red. "Y-yes, I gave you a sponge bath, but I didn't touch you anywhere I usually don't touch you!" he added quickly. "You had so much blood on you, and he touched you, so . . . I thought I'd clean you. Is that alright, Isa? Do you want me to do that from now on, or . . . no?"

When they resumed talking about Leonid, Moss chuckled, nodding, his redness abating. "He is. I think it's because Leonid's a little bored of his life."

He listened as Isa spoke about the dagger. Isa actually felt the embossed design turn, red electricity cackling around the edges, the blade clipping into the cover as though it was an illusion, as though there was more space around it than what could be seen. Moss put an arm around Isa and comfortingly rubbed his shoulders.

He watched, fascinated, as he witnessed once more the peaceful passing of tortured souls. He breathed, relieved for them, and glad Isa was here to help them. A tap on his shoulder, and he jumped, as standing before him, was Isa's mother. "M-Mrs. Bianchi?!" He gaped, as realization hit him. Manuel had been using her soul!

"O-of course, ma'am. Are you alright?" he didn't know what to say to Isa's mom first. He had so much to say. What Isa has done for him. What Isa meant to him. How much Isa missed her. The songs he sang. And how he was going to protect him. But words fell, as he watched her kiss his son. Isa had the gentlest smile.

And in a burst of tiny orbs she was gone. Moss quickly hugged Isa, still in disbelief about the whole experience as well. And then he did something he hasn't done in a long time, and gestured one hand the way Isa does whenever he prayed. "Mrs. Bianchi . . . Please do." And quietly, just in his head. 'I'll make Isa happy. I'll do my best. I promise.'

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Was he okay with Moss sponge bathing him? The redhead thought about it. Face turning red. He does need help, considering the stitches are delicate and he shouldn’t move his sides much. Plus...he can’t reach all the way down ...

Oh gracious goodness, they are going to be beet red, aren’t they? Isa peeked at Moss’ own reddening face. Saw him fidget. Heard his stutter. He nodded slow, shy. “I trust you. I-I’ll wear shorts.” Yeah! Shorts! Revealing legs-! Ahhhhdiflekfnkf,d-!

He cleared his throat, feeling his bashfulness going away as they talked about Leonid. “Makes sense.”

The redhead raised a brow, feeling Moss wrap an arm around him as he watched red lightning sparked around his finger tips. An illusion? Was there something more in this cover? Isa closed his eyes, feeling Moss rub his shoulders, and comforted. It’s moments like this that he wonders if it’s a good idea to stop poking things. At least until it’s safe enough to do so and even though the group moved the caravan, Isa doesn’t feel safe to use magic yet. Not when Theosebia might sense him and reveal their hiding spot. So he left the book cover alone. For now.

When the merman asked Emilia is she was alright, the woman pondered and nodded once. Smiling warm at him. After she was gone and Isa felt dazed, he hummed quietly. Surprised to hear Moss pray again. It’s rare to see him do so. Knowing that he saw his mother by him whispering her last name, the redhead smiled again. Wrapping his arms around his waist carefully and nuzzled under his chin.

”You’re so sweet.“

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"Thanks. I-I didn't know what to say to her." He comfortingly hugged him. "There were so many things." His gentle smile was still in his mind. "She kissed you . . ." He smiled. "How are you feeling, Isa?"

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa chuckled, feeling comforted and warm in their hug. “Many things?” He tilted his head, looking up. At the question, the redhead smiled gently once more as he deeply sighed out. Completely relaxed as he did vaguely feel that kiss on his head while prayer.

”I feel at peace. I feel like I’m surrounded by people who care about me. I feel relieved that my mother is now resting in the Southern lights. I felt her love.” Isa sighed again, gingerly leaning up to boop their noses. “I‘m happy. How are ya feeling, Moss? Okami?”

The redhead looked at their large pupper, reaching out a hand to pat his head and behind the ears. Hugging Moss tight with an arm. “Ya weren’t afraid, Froo froo?”

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"Yes. What you had done for me, the songs you sang, if she . . . if she liked me. If she liked us together." Moss beamed warmly. "I am happy you are happy." He rubbed noses with Isa vigorously, and hugged him.

Okami had actually tried to eat one of the floating orbs, only to have it disappear in his mouth. His ears perked up and he paused like what-happened. He absentmindedly looked at Isa, panting, then closed his eyes lazily at the petting. He flopped his head on his lap, sniffed his wounds, then licked the bandages, before moving his large head away and just rubbing his head against Isa's thigh, pawing the air towards his plate of food.

Moss chuckled. "I think I should go feed him."

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