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MASS OPEN POST

The Story Thus Far:

The Once-ler has successfully freed Martel Yggdrasil from captivity, bringing her to the woods for safety. Martel, afraid of the retribution this might bring, pleaded Once-ler to tell no one that she has escaped. Once-ler then returned to the Resistance, only telling Ino about what had happened. Martel meanwhile traveled the woods alone until she met up with Zack Fair, the now embittered mercenary that's been doing what he can to stay alive and free in this setting.

However it wasn't as though Martel's disappearance went without notice. Mithos noticed his sister's absence and has set out all stops to find her. Whether or not you know of Martel's release, it's hard not to notice the larger number of angels around - even if some appear less than intimidating. Because of this, the small traveling group of Zelos Wilder, Arya Stark and Genis Sage have decided to travel to the mountains to use the stronger winds for safe haven from any lifeless angels until they can stronger.

Meanwhile back in the Resistance, efforts to fight back still persist. The inventors are having struggles in creating better keycrests for their loved ones that have been transformed into angels. In the less tech part of the Resistance, Tsuna and Allen continued their efforts to revert angels back to their former selves. They were successful in converting Mithos's former assassin Sheena, but due to some mishaps Maladict escaped from their attempts.

Oh and Garry moped.

With all these different teams going on, what will be the next thing to occur? Will things turn in favor to the Resistance, or will it only get worse? Will Garry ever stop moping? Will any of you remember to use the damn journal? Only time will tell...

[OOC: This post has two services, first as a recap as you seen above, as well as a mass open post for all the on-goings you rather not make an entire post for! Feel free to use this post as such or simply make your own post in the comm, it matters not! As for amount of time, while the game is very flexible we'll set it to be still a few days after the staring point of the game cause why not]

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[ She's out, for once, direwolf and dragon by her side. They're hunting for food so Nymeria takes the lead and Drogon takes to the skies, looking out for both foe and food alike. Daenerys herself follows the direwolf, walking along the stones near silently. She is one edge, looking far more wild than she does look a queen, a small dirk in hand just in case but she doubts she will need to use it.

She has never had need to use it before, but one can never be too careful. ]

[After Zelos had been shooed away by Arya, he is walking along trying to remember where the nearest spring is when he picks up the sound of someone else. Though what really catches him off guard, is the sound of wings that accompany the footsteps. They almost sound like...dragon wings. Any angel from Aselia would know that sound. But unlike Aselia, dragons were not native to this world. ]

[In the end, he decides to go to investigate - keeping quiet as he moves. But when he finally gets into sight range to see who it is, he freezes with surprise and can't help but murmur to himself as such. ]

Khaleesi...?

[ She wouldn't have known if both animals returned to her instantly, fury bristling and fangs bared at the intruder, this stranger who threatens their safety. Daenerys keeps behind the direwolf, large enough to shield her from harm or view.

It's been so long since any of them have seen another human being, for a moment Dany was sure she had forgotten what they were like, forgotten the faces of those she had held so dear. ]

Who are you? [ She has to raise her voice to get over the threatening growls of Nymeria and the angry hisses of Drogon, her tone strong and sharp. As likely to cut as the animals are to rip out someone's throat. ]

[By now Zelos had been getting used to being greeted with weariness or hostility. It was simply part of the landscape of his life now. Though to hear someone he knew not even recognize him? That was a new one. ]

[Then again, he supposed he did look really different than he used to all that time ago]

Whoa easy now-

[He eyes the animals with his attempt to placate, though he steps no closer. He knew them anywhere- guess the direwolf did survive]

It's Zelos. Remember me?

Zelos?

[ The name throws her, calls back to something she should know, she should remember. Without realizing it she reaches out to touch Nymeria's flank, causing the best to stop growling, Drogon settles a little as well but both keep their eyes trained on the red headed man. So familiar to them all. ]

I ─ [ Recognition hits her like a wall of stone and she almost stumbles, the name, the face. Yes, yes, she does remember. ]

You're alive?

[ The sharp edge of her voice disappears and she sounds meek, she sounds tired, she sound relieved and cautious all at the same time. ]

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Believe it or not, yeah.

[If one could call being an angel as living anyway, he thinks to himself. He watches them as well. It feels so surreal. First Genis and Arya and now Daenerys. All people he thought were long gone, yet now cropping up]

Didn't expect to see you out here either.

[ She doesn't move from Nymeria's side though part of her wants to, some part wants to assure herself that he is indeed alive and perhaps even real. To make sure this is not some sort of trip. ]

I ran. [ Her fingers grip the direwolf's fur as Drogon lands on her shoulder, he's bigger than he was before, more the size of small dog than the size of a cat. ] I had too... If he got my dragons ─ [ No, she doesn't want to think about it. ]

Arya was running with me, but then she stopped told me to go on ahead and told Nymeria to keep me safe. [ It was only because of Nymeria that Dany knew something happened to Arya, she still bares the scars of that event. Calming a frantic direwolf is not as easy as you'd expect. ]

I hid in hide up here, it isn't an easy place. Hard to find things, like food or dragons.

[He swallows, listening the recounting of that tale. There's a twist of guilt in his stomach. He should have been there, should have helped made sure they made it to safety. But instead he was possibly one of the exact things they had been running from. If not him, than someone else he had brought down to such a fate]

[Also Arya next time you are banned from sacrificing yourself over the wolf, my goddess]

...You were wise to run. Wise to hide up here too, forest's more dangerous these days.

[a pause before he speaks, simply because this might just sound too good to be true, so she wouldn't believe him]

Arya's been traveling with me, we crossed paths a few days back.

[ Violet eyes flick up to him as if seeing him properly, not caught in a haze of time or wildness. They look so clear.

Arya was the only name she remember, the only face she recounted in her dreams, she was determined to cling to her face and her name as she clung to her direwolf of a night. ]

Arya's alive? She's alright?

[ Alright might not be the right word and she knows it. Nymeria would not have acted like she did if nothing at all happened to the girl. ]

I thought ─ [ She was dead. ] Something happened, I know, we know, Nymeria felt it. Tell me Zelos, what happened to her, why didn't she come and find us?

[There's another hesitation, this was far from easy news to give. But at the same time- it was important for her to know. She had a right to know]

Mithos...his forces got to her. They turned her into an angel, forced her to serve him under a mindless state, just like the rest of them.

Only recently did someone from the resistance group found her. They gave her a keycrest, which is something lets angels retain their human minds, so she regained that. But that was only in the last week or so - she probably thought you were dead or worse.

[ Steam rises from Drogon's mouth and she can feel Nymeria tense beneath her fingers, after so long she found it easier to understand the direwolf. They spent almost every moment together, it was hard not to. ]

I have to find her.

[ We she means, her and Nymeria and Drogon. ]

I have to bring her back, it'll be safe up here. They won't find us.

[a soft snort] Yeah. Sure the Resistance told her that too before she ran off on them.

[Aka good luck keeping her in a safe spot, she's too hardcore. But none the less, he'll turn and start walking the direction he came from]

This way.

[ Drogon hisses at him in response. ] I'm not them. [ Something wild returns to her at that moment, her eyes narrow and body tenses. But she urges Nymeria on to follow Zelos, keeping close to the direwolf as they walk. ]

[ When Nymeria catches Arya's scent, she throws her head back and howls. Absolute silence rings after the sound fades away before an answering howl comes, this one from a human throat. The beast tears away from Dany and past Zelos.

Arya had heard the howl and frozen. She was only dimly aware of cupping her hands around her mouth to respond in kind. She hears the heavy padded footsteps, the deep breaths, the strong heartbeat that could not be human. She does not move as Nymeria races into view and bowls her over. Girl and direwolf roll across the ground.

The first truly joyful sound she has made in far too long rings loud and clear in the cool air.

Arya hugs Nymeria around the neck, the sound of her laughter cascading around them. Nymeria does not seem to know whether to nuzzle her, lick her face or try to settle on top of Arya as she had so often when she was still a pup. Arya lies half on the ground and half on Nymeria's chest. A massive paw rests over her. She hides her face in the warm, warm fur. Her shoulders shake. She whispers apology after apology into Nymeria's neck, assurances that she had meant to return, promises that she would not leave Nymeria again. The direwolf responds by lifting her head and licking a long stripe up Arya's neck and face. Arya laughs.

Her laughter dies as she remembers why she had sent Nymeria away, the person she had set Nymeria to protect while she bought them enough time to escape. ]

Where is Daenerys, Nymeria?

[ Focusing on her surroundings again, Arya freezes when she hears the extra footsteps. Too heavy for a child, too slight for a man. She climbs to her feet slowly when she sees Dany. Nymeria, dwarfing Arya now, follows with a soft whine.

Arya's hand, the left, the one bearing a keycrest, reflexively lifts to the scarf still wound around her neck and the stone hidden underneath it. Her hand trembles. Lips parted, pupils dilated so only a slender gray ring remains, Arya stares in stunned disbelief. ]

[if he was paying attention to Daenerys's reaction, Zelos makes no sign of it. He simply continues walking in the direction, listening to Nymeria and Arya's reunion. Good. The girl needed something good in her life.]

[When they come into view of Arya, he'll walk over to a nearby rock wall, shrugging a bit at Arya on his way there]

Sorry, my little wolf, I couldn't find the water. Found something else instead you might like.

[And he proceeds to cross his arm and lean against the wall to watch all this go down]

[ Dany feels smaller when the direwolf tears away from her, but she doesn't stop her, she knows the beast well enough by now that she knows Nymeria found Arya's scent. She really is alive. Her feels herself shaking out of both fear and relief, the warmth of Drogon's presence the only thing keeping her up right. The dragon wraps his tail around her arm and digs his claws into the leather guard, letting out a whine of his own.

I'm alright she wants to say, but the words don't come and her dragon doesn't believe her nuzzling her cheek in an attempt to comfort.

When she sees the girl (more she sees Nymeria than anything), Zelos becomes a distance memory, and her vision blurs, eyes stinging with tears. Dany tries to blink them away but only succeeds in making them fall instead. When it blurs it again she blinks hard but her tears catch on her eye lashes. ]

Arya?

[ Her voice cracks and before she knows it she is running, Drogon taking flight from her shoulder. She runs and trips over her own two feet the closer she gets. Pain shoots through her knees and hands and the Targaryen girl lets out a cry, almost sobbing as she tries to get back onto her feet.

Her dragon flies around her, distressed noises leaving his jaw. ]

[ Arya startles. Even Nymeria seems concerned. Arya takes a step, then another, then another, then another until she is finally in front of Dany. She kneels down. Encircling Dany's wrists, she raises her arms so Arya can grab her hands. She turns them over to look at the scrapes. She brushes the dirt and small rocks off and kisses the broken skin of Dany's palms. Her expression twitches between nothing and a broken attempt at a smile. Her voice is a light rebuke. ]

You ought be more careful. Here's a bad place to fall. And you can't fly.

[ Sandsilk pants are the only things that save her knees, but her hands suffer greatly and they throb painfully as Arya brushes off the dirt and rocks. She sobs again, hands trembling under Arya's kisses. Never since her marriage has she felt so small, so weak, like naught but a child. ]

I thought ─ [ The words refuse to come and Dany summons as much as strength as she can to pull her hands free, only to wrap her arms around Arya tightly. Mumbling apologies in her hair, she shouldn't have run, she shouldn't have left her behind, I'm sorry I'm sorry. ]

[ Arya frowns. ]

Don't be stupid. If you hadn't, you'd have been caught too. What would happen to the dragons then? Someone had to keep them safe.

[ She knows, she does. It is what she told herself at night as she tried to sleep, curled up besides Nymeria and her dragons. She had to run, if they got her dragons. ]

I know. [ She mumbles it, hugging Arya even tighter. ] But I'm... I'm supposed to be queen, what sort of queen flees instead of fights? I didn't want you to sacrifice yourself for me.

[He'll interject]

The living sort. Which is better than you can say about all the ones who choose to stay.

[Yep. Just a bit bitter on all that. He saw too many friends sacrifice themselves to try to save him. It was all for naught as well. ]

And she's right about the dragons. Last thing they need is to get their hands on them.

A smart queen knows when to fight and when to retreat. [ Arya strokes Dany's hair like her mother would hers. ] And I'm well now. I even have wings.

[ It is the biggest lie she has ever told and Arya does her utmost to make it convincing. Calm as still water, her voice never wavers.

In truth, she had not been aiming to sacrifice herself. She had every intention of finding Daenerys later. But in restrospect, if anyone had to be caught, it was better it was her. She is not as important as Daenerys. Not just because of the dragons. Daenerys will be queen one day. She will be great. Her life is worth more. ]

I know. [ But she does not like it, she wants her kingdom to be full of laughing childern and smiling maids. She wants to bring warmth and life back into Arya Stark's life. She wants to heal the Riverlands and restore the North. Leaving Arya behind as she fled was one of the most painful things she had ever had to do. ] I know.

[ She wants to believe it, but she can't. Something in her refuse to believe that Arya is well, can't believe that she is well.

After a moment she pulls back brushing trembling, bleeding hands over the girl's hair. How has this happened? When did she become the child and Arya a woman grown, when did their positions switch? ]

I do not want to lose you again, Arya. [ She holds the Stark girl's life in high regard, she is precious to her. No matter what she may think, Daenerys would have given anything to have saved Arya from capture. ]

Neither does Nymeria and Drogon. [ In response the black-and-red dragon lands beside them, nuzzling Arya's leg briefly. ]

You shan't. I won't be caught again. I promise.

[ She smiles; it is wan, broken, and hurts her cheeks but she manages it all the same. It is only then she manages to push herself to her feet, but not without any struggle. She wobbles and hisses, the pain from her palms and knees still very much there.

Her hands will be need to be cleaned and wrapped, her knees checked out once they are back within the safety of her cave. ]

We shouldn't linger here. [ Cautiously she looks to the sky and then the area around them. The mountains are safe, she knows this, regardless she cannot help but feel uncomfortable lingering too long in open sky. ] There is a cave not far from here, Rhaegal and Viserion are there. [ Both of you, you're coming back with her no matter what you say. ]

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