knightsoflegend | prologue ♔ we're all stories in the end

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prologue ♔ we're all stories in the end

WHO || Sydney, Faith, Anastacia
WHAT || Sydney arrives in this world
WHERE || The Phillipines
WHEN || Backdated to sometime in late April
HOW || Actionspam

As the Veil fog parts around her, Sydney finds herself surrounded by warm air weighted with humidity. The dissipating mist seems strangely out of place, even without its sudden coming and going, when she gets a view of the tropical scene before her. She appears to be looking out over some kind of small pool of water that flows into a cove, and there are small boats up against the shore, into which several men are loading crates, shouting to one another in Filipino.

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[ better make a dex check to make sure you don't trip, sydney...

as she runs below faith's hidden location, a flash of brown appears below - and a net comes sailing down far above, landing on top of sydney's pursuers.

well. almost all of them. one at the front, with a pistol, is still in pursuit as the others fight against the bonds of the net. ] ... Whoops.

[She's going to stride quite gracefully over these rocks apparently (dex 16) as she makes her way down the beach.

The flash make her gasp, but thankfully not scream, but a look over her shoulder reveals the extra gun man still coming after her.

A wisdom check of 16, however, tells her that running in a straight line will only make her an easy target, so she turns and runs back into the tree line. Hopefully that will make it harder to hit her.]

[ her reasoning seems to work well - the bullets pwinging off the trees around her (atk 10). behind her, the man shouts threateningly but it's clear he's getting closer, probably more used to the terrain. ]

[Sydney tries to dodge between the trees to hide any sight he might have on her in an attempt to find a spot to eventually hide hoping he'll run past, but instead her ankle hits the root of a tree wrong, and she twists it, crashing to the ground painfully (crit fail).

Crap. No make that triple crap.]

[ everything happens so quickly - she falls, her ankle twists sending searing pain through her leg... she hits the ground... the man appears around the tree, looming over her and pointing the barrel right down at her face--

and then a silvery projectile comes hurtling through the air, a sharpened lance that pierces him right through the side, sending blood spurting out as he staggers. and then the lance dissipates away, and he's left with a strange silver glow outlining his body as his eyes roll up in his head and he falls to his knees and then slumps to the ground.

between the trees where they'd come from stands a tall, willowy woman of immensely striking beauty - supernaturally golden hair and brilliant blue eyes, and the face of an angel, although her expression is riddled with concern and horror. she watches the man fall, and then runs towards sydney. ]

[Okay, so having a gun pointed at her is fucking terrifying, but so is watching a guy get fucking impaled by a magical lance, blood spraying her knee-length gray skirt and her pale shins. Watching him die is just as bad, and she is pretty sure she's never seen anyone die like this in front of her because surely she would remember something like that, memory issues or not.

Her now wild eyes catch the sight of a gorgeous blonde woman, and as she rushes toward her, the first thing Sydney thinks is that this woman killed that man with magic, and instead of being relieved for being saved, she's fucking terrified.

And trying to back the hell up as fast as she can on her butt, because her ankle hurts too much to actually stand up and run. Pitiful, really.]

[ well, the woman stops short, towering over syd, since she's tall even when someone is standing beside her. ] Are you alright?

N-no.

[She was the absolute furthest thing from alright. She's shown up in the middle of a foreign country without her personal memories, ran for her life from a guy with a gun just so she could get out of here in the near future, sprained her ankle, almost got her head blown off, only to watch her attacker get murdered violently with what could only be magic, something she's been taught to be completely against.

Worst. Day. Ever.]

No, I'm not.

He won't hurt you, I promise. [ she looks back over her shoulder towards the form of the man, and takes a few steps that way ] But I'm not sure how long he'll be out.

[She's not just worried about him, to be honest. No one should be able to do something like that. Not even the Moroi.]

You mean...he's still alive?

[ the woman looks a little surprised by the question ] Of course he is... I was merely trying to slow him down. [ and she goes and plucks the weapon out of his hand, cracking it open to empty out the bullets ]

But the blood and-

[She just stares at the guy's body, looks for breathing, and finally shakes her head.]

I've never seen anything like that.

[ annnnd up runs a little blonde thing ] Oh my gods, I am so so so sorry!

[And Sydney is just going to keep...sitting on the ground, because her ankle is fucked and it fucking hurts. Yep.]

I tripped. It isn't your fault.

[Because she just wants to get out of here. Really badly. And she doesn't want these crazy magic-flinging whatevers to be angry with her.]

I missed with the net. I thought I had them all! [ she looks back over her shoulder ] At least I think they're gonna get the message. And those alchemists will be glad to get their stuff back.

[Faith, you just said the magic word.]

You know Alchemists?

Sorta the whole reason we're here, actually! All those supplies are from the Alchemists who work on the island, and grow all that stuff here. People have been stealing truckloads of it and selling it on the black market, or hoarding it for their like, drug cartels or whatever.

[She looks confused, really. Because of the whole jumping dimensions thing. Are they really her Alchemists?]

I didn't think there'd be a group of them all the way out here.

Their services and supplies are in great demand. But there are many who would take advantage of their work - such as these men. It's hard to blame them for isolating themselves.

Then helping them was for the best.

[Even if she took damage in the process.]

But you said we should get out of here, right? I'm going to...need some help with that.

[Because her ankle. Which still really hurts, by the way.]

My mom can take care of that if you want. [ she gestures at the tall woman ] Heal it, I mean. Just like that. [ she snaps her fingers ] Or, I guess we could carry you.

[She actually winces at the snap of her fingers, because everything she's just said is so wrong and unnatural that she's skeeved to even think about it.]

No, no magic. I just need...some support.

[Or so she hopes.]

...How far do we need to go?

Not far. We can take you to the Alchemist's sanctuary... It's where they took those crates from. We can always take their boat - then you won't have to walk. Can you make it that far? [ she offers an arm ]

[She stands on it and manages to grit past any pain she feels. (fort save 21). She gives the girl a nod, taking her arm to help.]

Yeah, I can make it. Let's get out of here.

[ faith takes her other arm, and together they help her back down the path towards the cove ] I'm Faith, by the way! I don't think I got your name...

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