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Only the box is a world of its own.
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August 2nd Y109 @Callum
The past months had gone by faster then she imagined they would. Though she still wanted to go back home there was a part of her that was happy to have reunited with Runaan. He had been a part of her family that she had lost, and much if not all of that was her fault. Here though he was alive, maybe not exactly as he used to be, it was questionable if he would ever be exactly that again. But he was alive here, and that was the important thing.
Over the course of those months she had learned that it could take a while, maybe even years, before she got back to Xadia. She had hoped that it would be a quick thing. Even though Rayla now knew that when she returned she´d go back to the same moment, it still did not sit exactly right with her. It almost felt like she was walking away from her duty, again, even though she had wanted nothing of this.
Still it could take years and Rayla wasn´t the type of person to sit around doing nothing. She was also pretty sure by this point that Ethari had been very right in saying the life of an assassin was not the type of life for her. That left her with not much choice but to go to a school. Education in Xadia was very different; she didn´t know what to expect from the Schola but she would find out soon enough.
But maybe a little bit later than expected still. It wasn't difficult to pick up on the high pitched scream as it echoed through the threes. From her vantage point in them she stopped for a second. Determining where the sound had come from and changing course. It didn't take too long for her to arrive, two people and some type of creature. Best to scare it off, or try to first at least. Coming upon the clearing she leapt from the threes. In a single movement she unsheathed her blades and threw one between the creature and the person being attacked. It did what she wanted to do which was break off the creature's attack, it seemed to take a few steps back. Which was just enough time for her to step in, pick up her blade and position herself between the second person and the creature, as it hadn't run off yet. When she glanced over her shoulder to take a look at the person ¨Callum?¨ the joy in her voice evident.
When Callum had rearrived in Pandora two things had been a no brainer: Returning to Schola to learn more about magic (how could he not? He's a bonafide mage!) and going back to help at the Pokemon Center. The latter was in hopes of finding Luxio again, the small electric cat-like Pokemon he'd grown used to sleeping at the foot of his bed, but also because he just genuinely liked Pokemon. A lot. How could he not? So many of them were cute and cuddly! They also made him think often of Ez and made him wonder if his little brother was here could he understand them.
A question he's asking himself a lot right now as something— definitely not a Pokemon— had scared a Wooloo out of the nursery backyard. Or maybe it had chased its owner out of the yard and the Wooloo rolled off after him? Callum doesn't know, but he was beginning to question two things: Why he thought working at a Pokemon Center was fun and why he felt it was his duty to chase after something oddly dragon-shaped in hopes of getting it not to eat owner and Pokemon.
They've managed to get far away from the city by now and deep into the woods of the coastal region. The Pokemon owner had been shouting all sorts of nonsense and Callum was just... Doing his best to keep up. Stamina was, regrettably, not his strongest suit. It was too bad he didn't know more spells a rainstorm or something would come in super handy about now.
You know, when the dragon creature is staring menacingly down at the man. The Wooloo is somewhere whining in the bushes— Callum thought he saw a stinger? Did the dragon-thin sting him? It's too much to keep up with at once and now the man is screaming and that is very helpful, thank you. The teenager gathered his breath and then changed his stance resolutely. His fingers twitched at his side and before he could raise his hand there's someone before him.
A blade swiped at the dragon— a blade that was definitely familiar. No less familiar than the appearance of a slender young woman with white hair. It startles him into a pause. It couldn't be. Last time he was here there was no one except you know... Angry Elf Guy Runaan who chased him through these very woods when Luxio wanted to go looking for an injured Pokemon. What was with him and these woods? Or what was elves and these woods?
The girl looked over his shoulder and he gulped in anticipation. "Rayla," Callum breathed out, the smile erupting on his face. If Rayla was here that meant they could do this! But also it was Rayla and he can't help the way his heart swelled in his chest. But now was not the time for gushiness and as much as he wanted to do nothing but grab her in a hug the sound of a dragon shifting, a man squeaking, and the pleading whines of a Wooloo call him back.
"Okay, please don't mind me. I'm going to save the excited screaming for later," Callum added rapidly, thrusting a finger in the direction of a bush, "there's a Wooloo in there that I think this guy wants to make for dinner. Which is a really stupid idea because they're more fluff then meat, but I don't think this guy cares because he'll probably want us for breakfast. So— Distraction time?"
Of course he spoke all in an unhelpful rush, determined to make clear he was glad to see her. But he doesn't wait for any kind of answer before dropping his spellbook on the ground and tracing a rune in the air, Aspiro. He used the wind to push into the pushes, gathering the sound and scent of the Pokemon to come from a different direction. An old trick, but maybe if they got the dragon to get confused at being surrounded it'd be easier to deal with... Maybe?
He hoped and from the way the dragon's stringer-tail thrashed he was pretty sure it was getting more annoyed.
Yeah that was definitely Callum. It had only been a bit over a month ago that they had met but over the past weeks the two had grown very close. Close enough that Rayla had dearly missed him in the two months that she had been there. It was odd, in many ways life in serpents haven with Runaan was the same as it had been in Xadia. But it had just gone to prove to her how much her life had changed since that fateful night in Katolis.
Now however was not the time to start reminiscing of easter times when they weren't being attacked by dragons. Was that a dragon? She had never seen a dragon like it. Even though she wanted to hug him and ask where he had been and where Zym was. And all that without mentioning what had happened the last time she had seen him in the midnight dessert. ¨Right¨ she found herself agreeing with him. Already observing the matter in a new light. Rayla had absolutely no clue what a wooloo was but then again that wasn't important. The important thing was the human that was about to be dragon food, and then maybe they and whatever a wooloo was would join him in that. ¨You take care of the woo´loo and i'll handle this one¨ she didn't need to defeat it she needed to keep it busy enough for the other person and whatever a wooloo was to get out.
Luckily for her the dragon like thing did take the bait. That bait being her this time. Still she had dealt with a far bigger and more threatening dragon and she had Callum by her side again they would be fine. She watched the creature as it lunged its tail at her. She was quick enough to dodge it though. But that would be important, stay clear of the tail. Shouldn't be too much trouble right.
Callum was perfectly content to believe the heart hammering in his chest was definitely just from the current near-death experience. It definitely hadn't sped up just from the site of familiar white hair and a smile that seemingly reflected the moon. Really. That would be uncalled for distraction and it was him who needed to be distracted— Not right now when the wind spell had only just gotten the lizard-thing to look away. Definitely not when it swiped at Rayla making him hesitate, gulping.
His first instinct was to turn and help her, but this was Rayla. He had to trust that she could handle it for a few minutes— and he did, really, but he also didn't want to see her hurt. Callum shook his head and moved to yank the older male by the arm. "Come on!" He insisted, "Screaming in terror is just going to cause more terror." He should know. Screaming in terror was something he frequently considered.
When the man finally moved forward, Callum breathed a sigh of relief and headed to the bushes. Electric-blue eyes peered fearfully from the shrub and Callum weighed his options. He knew what wooloos were capable of and a scared, injured wooloo was probably... Well, maybe if he played his cards right this might work. "Hey there, big fluffy friend," He cooed softly, "you wanna come out?" Woo-woo! The sound trilled back after him.
He didn't need to be Ezran to notice the way the Pokemon's eyes narrowed or distressed sound meant no. Frowning, he watched momentarily as it shrunk in on itself. The shrub trembled. It was hurt he knew that much, at least a little. But then they had to move it and quick out of here. There was only one thing he could really do: A finger moved swiftly in the sky. Fulminis. He spoke the word softly and urgently, as if hoping doing so would make the act not as powerful. The lightning struck the ground just to the right of the bush.
Woo! The Wooloo cried loudly, charging out of the bush at full-force of its rolling tackle. Callum, having hoped for it, managed to move out of the way— barely, he slid on his face. The owner of the wooloo, having not been aware of what was about to happen, got full force of the tackle and the pair went... Well, rolling some distance away.
"That... um... Works?" He mentioned weakly, beginning to pick himself up, "I think?" He's hyperaware of something else, however, and that was of Rayla's business of defending against the creepy dragon-looking thing just behind him. Stumbling quickly to his feet, he turned, arm half-raised as if in preparation.
She couldn't help herself from keeping half an eye on Callum and the other man involved. While he was a great mage and had come a long way in the short time she had known him he also didn't have the same combat insights that she had and the last thing she wanted was to see him hurt. Besides she had learned her lesson the last time he had gotten seriously hurt. She could admit to herself that she didn't want him harmed, and looking out for each other was what friends did right?
She had her down dragon to wrestle though. Literally too. As Callum handled the people she did her best to distract the creature and she certainly managed. Rayla wasn't really sure if she could kill the creature, she didn't know what had caused it to lash out but seeing as it wasn´t trying to communicate she realized it wasn't like the dragons that she had known off. So then she, or hopefully they, would have to chase it off.
As she parried the creature again she decided on that. It was far to close a call though. Was it trying to scratch her or something? Best to pay closer attention then and from the corner of her eyes she could see the other person… rolling? She might have stopped and stared for a second if the dragon didn't take her momentarily distraction to come at her again. In the absolute nick of time she was able to jump to a higher point on an overarching three branch. Not a place where she could hide for long but it did give her a second to decide on a plan.
¨We need to distract it¨ she called out. Spinning her blades readying herself for another attack. ¨Get it to break off it´s attack¨ sooner rather than later. She waited a moment to see if Callum had heard her and to see if he had anything to add before diving back into the fight.
The Wooloo was now rolling away to safety— a single point on the right side of whatever adventure this was. The bigger problem now was the creature— dragon?— that was just behind him. A dragon that was currently doing its very best to swipe at Rayla with its tail. A tail Callum was pretty sure didn't have a stinger just for fun.
We need to distract it. Wasn't that what they were trying to do already? Okay, well first was getting the Wooloo out of the way but honestly— How were they supposed to distract a seemingly angry-for-no-reason dragon thing? He had like three spells that might help and one of them worked momentarily and the other didn't make it flinch. At least it didn't seem to stop aggressively swiping at Rayla.
"Yeah, I know," the boy yelped anxiously, "but if it's not afraid of magic what are we supposed to do?" Magic was the One Thing he had to help them. It didn't seem to do anything. Something in his pocket shook enough to make him start despite it— fidgeting into his pocket he pulled out the small red-and-white ball. It shook more ferociously before the creature inside it forced itself out.
"Lux!" The blue lion-like Pokemon cried, expressing familiar protectiveness in the sound as it rounded towards the dragon. It's not even the size of the dragon's foot, but it still pawed at the ground anxiously. "Luxioooo." The Pokemon continued to drone on glancing over at its partner expectedly. All Callum could do for a brief a moment was blinked stupidly at it. Another moment as he yelped, the dragon coming too close as Rayla went back into the fright.
"Oh, right! That could work. Luxio, after me, use Spark!" Callum decided swiftly, drawing the symbol for Fulminis once more. This time, instead of avoiding a creature, he used it to angle at it. Alone, Fulminis would probably just tickle it a little, but dueled with Luxio's Spark he hoped— hoped that it would trigger the secondary effect of Luxio's electric attack. Paralysis.
They don't have long to wait as both electrical attacks set off within miliseconds of itself. At first the creature making a roaring sound before dying off, body stiff but eyes wide open. He made a sound of excitement as he scoped up the Pokemon. "Rayla, come on! It won't last long and then he'll be really angry," Callum called waiting to see if the girl moved from her spot before even daring to head off, "and I don't think we can pull that off again."
The Luxio mewled its disagreement though it fell on deaf ears.The only hope was getting far enough away before the paralysis ran off. And it's not exactly like he knew how long that would last either.
The dragon didn't need to have a fear for magic. It just needed the right reaction to think that it wouldn't be able to handle the two of them. Survival instinct was usually a very easy thing to count on and she hoped that this dragon type thing wasn't any different then anything she had been trained to fight in that regard. ¨We try it anyway¨ what else was there. She could attack it with her blades, but only her blades wouldn't be enough, that was sure.
That was when another strange creature showed itself. Or maybe she just hadn't noticed it before. This one looked more like a feline of some sort, Callum didn't seem bothered by it at all though so Rayla just noted the creature as she once again had to dive away from the stinger. Right now it was looking as if the only thing they could do was start running and hope that they would find a location where the environment would work to their advantage. However here in the clearing there was far too much open space for the dragon like thing to attack.
That plan however was filed away as plan B when she heard Callum call out the draconic Fulminis, She knew what that meant of course. But it was the second electricity bolt that she hadn't expected. Had the small creature done that. In any case now was not the time to question it. ¨Right¨ always light on her feet. She was with him quickly enough. Sheathing her blades back into the holsters on her back.
¨Let's go¨ she decided. Almost reaching out for his hand before deciding against it and waiting for him to start running. She could more than keep up right.
Luxio makes a growling sound as she scrambled to peer over Callum's shoulder. Tiny sparks emiting from her cheeks as if preparing to attack, but for the moment the dragon is still stuck with the paralysis. Which is good since it seemed to take them a moment to get going. Rayla's quick, faster than he could ever be, but she seemed to hesitate when she got to him.
Was that her hand—? Time to blush and be all awkward later, he inwardly scolded, gripping the blue lion-like Pokemon tighter to him as he moved to follow after the Moonshadow elf. How long did paralysis last? A couple minutes, maximum. He wondered how it worked on non-Pokemon. From the way the dragon-thing huffed angrily behind them, Callum definitely did not want to find out. If it was angry before, it would definitely be angry now.
Callum doesn't stop running even when the low gruntings of the dragon fade behind them. If he'd learned anything the dragon could make some distance and they needed as much between them as they could get. But he's not the most athletic kid and it's lucky he hasn't tripped by the time he's completely out of breath. "Far enough... maybe?" He inquired in between puffs of breath, stopping in spite of the question.
The Luxio jumped from his arms and began to pace as he leaned his hands against his knees. "Do you think we should try to find the other guy?" Callum asked idly, still in puffs of air, as he turned his eyes upwards looking for the girl. Now that his lungs were regaining air and the need to run for their lives wasn't as imminent... He can't help but take her in as if she's some kind of dream he imagined into existence. She'd practically materialized out of thin air which... Well, actually, that was pretty fitting for someone like Rayla.
Still, he can't help the singular question that tumbled out:
"It's really you, right?
notes: we can always have the dragon catch up to them if we want keke