trans_9 | Finally some roomie tim-whoops.

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Finally some roomie tim-whoops.

It had been an arduous few days. Between the situation with people losing memories and then the people coming back from the Ohm attack, Kaya had been pretty busy. She hadn't even left the med bay, preferring to sleep here instead of back at the Outsider's hotel. She knew she had already missed quite a bit due to this: sessions with Chase, the upkeep of the hotel, and general having fun time, but priorities were priorities. Now that she had some time to herself though, she was hoping to spent some time helping her roommate decorate and at least have some general fun: Alex, after all, had brought all of those interesting black light things, why not put them to good use?

She walked up the stairs of the hotel, making a beeline straight for the hotel suite. It was one of the good things about not having to be alone: it didn't matter that Alex was a boy, at least he was SOMEONE she could talk to on a daily basis. Besides, she had those sliding doors now, so they could respect each others privacy.

But then she reached the room and opened the door, and saw all of his things were gone, specifically the laptop he prized so much, and she knew he had been podded. She closed her eyes a moment, slowly counting to ten, tears springing to her eyes.
Of course.
She took a breath, then wiped her eyes and closed the door, going back down the steps, and quietly closing the door behind her. She wanted to scream, or cry, or throw a fit at least, but none of these things would bring Alex back. So she just wandered the city park for the moment, looking tired.

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And Kaya sat, crosslegged, her favorite position for just about everything. She loved hearing stories in this fashion anyway.

"I think so," she said, after listening intently. "I should liek to know the difference between high elves and night elves, but so far I undestand that they are both very different. I can follow so far, but what exactly is 'Arcane' magic?"

"Arcane energy is magic that's just in the air, coming from the Well of Eternity or a similar conduit," he said, sitting down to lean against a tree. "Holy magic comes from the Light, Fel magic is demonic, elemental magic comes from nature... there's all different sorts."

"Ok, that's simple enough," kaya said, although thta was yet another thing that was news to her. She would have to go ask Negi about the different types of magic.

"What happened next?"

"Over the course of the First and Second Wars the high elves forged an alliance with the human kingdoms," he continued, folding his hands behind his head. "Our priests and even some of our paladins contributed to the efforts to repel the orc invasions onto Azeroth. But when the Third War hit, things got a little rough for us."

He keeps a perfectly calm tone, but an edge crept into it nonetheless. This wasn't just history, after all. "The fallen Prince-cum-Death Knight, Arthas Menethil, wanted to use the power of the Sunwell to resurrect Kel'thuzad the necromancer. He and his undead legions cut his way through Silvermoon, killed King Anasterian, enslaved the soul of Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner, and pitched the necromancer's remains into the Sunwell. That brought him back and corrupted the Sunwell past redemption. Our Prince, Kael'thas Sunstrider, did the only thing he could and destroyed it -- cutting off our source of magic energy."

He exhaled, lifting a hand to his forehead. "Arcane energy is somewhat addictive. To a people who grew up with it all their life... it was brutal. Between that and the Scourge's march, nine out of ever ten quel'dorei died."

"I see," Kaya said, which was just about the only thing she could say, honestly, to something that sounded so hard and brutal. She knew there were people who worked to undo everything just to win a war, after all: there was that General Zhao from the Fire Nation that came to mind. He came very close to unbalancing the entire world by destroying the moon, just so he could obtain a victory.

She would not have wanted to live in the world, had he actually succeeded.

"What happened then?"

"Most of our people renamed ourselves the Sin'dorei, 'blood elves', in honor of the fallen," he said. "Prince Kael'thas and a number of our people were betrayed by the Alliance and instead joined up with -- Wooo, another long story there, but Illidan Stormrage." He smiled a bit sheepishly; the history of Azeroth sometimes resembled a giant knotted ball of yarn more than a steady progression of events. "Working with Illidan and his allies, Kael'thas managed to reach the broken realm of Outland and learn how to drain fel energy from demons and the Twisting Nether. Then he shipped us a naaru."

Ok, now Kaya was so overloaded with information she completely forgot she was supposed to be feeling sad. All of thsi talk about high elves and death and alliances and betrayal: how was anyone supposed to keep track? But she definitely remembered the name Kael'thas: that was someone she was sure that Ronnae had mentioned before.

"What's a naaru? Is that bad?"

Mar considered that progress!

"A naaru is a creature of music and energy," Mar said reverently. "It sounds like chimes and it looks like beauty. They're immensely powerful, and they have a connection to the Light."

He held up a fist. "Elven paladins had lost that connection to the Light when the Sunwell was destroyed... though truth be told, there weren't a lot to begin with. But with M'uru trapped and drained beneath Silvermoon, we gained access to his energy. And that is how the Blood Knights were formed."

Kaya was entranced. "You can make a creature that is music and energy?" She had never heard of such a thing, but it definitely caught her attention, and her mind wondered how something like that would look. "So it was able to restore some of what you had lost. Wow. I wish I could see something like that in action."

"I don't know about make, but I know they exist," he said. "I'll show them to you in the sensorium sometime if you want. So the Blood Knights were founded, and I was one of the new recruits."

"I would love to see them one day!" Kaya exclaimed, always up for seeing something new from someone else's world. "So you are a blood knight. What does that mean to you now, being here?"

"It means as soon as something huge and ugly comes along, I'll stand in front of it and DARE it to hit me while everyone else whacks at it!" he said with absolute sincerity and joy. "Bring on the foes! I've taken the worst hits Azeroth and the Twisting Nether had to offer, what can these Ohm do that Arthas or Yogg'Saron couldn't?!"

"Probably kill you," Kaya said. "I'm not trying to sell you short, of course, but keep in mind that the Ohm have leveled planets, Azeroth likely being one of them, so knowing that, I'd say it helps to always be prepared."

She had no idea who Arthas or Yoggy Sora was, but they were likely to come into conversation again.

"They don't sound much worse than the Burning Legion," he said, not bothered by her criticism. "More successful though. But I bet one-on-one they're not as bad as an Old God.

"Besides," he said, stretching his arms above his head lazily, as if waking up for battle, "I'm still a paladin. And SOMEone's got to be the one taking the hits."

And there was more information that Kaya had no idea about. She didn't know anything about burning legions or old gods, but she DID know enough about the Ohm to know that they weren't going to be easy and it was likely there would be deaths.

"Could you tell me a little more about paladins? What are their purpose, how they relate to everything. So far about stuff like that, I only know about Nokosi and Ronnae have told me. Have you met them yet?"

"Oh yeah, I met them! They seemed like nice people. Haven't seen them since I woke up, though." He shrugged, lowering his hands back behind his head. "I don't think the people from Azeroth like me very much. That's fine. The people ON Azeroth didn't like me very much either, so it would probably be weird if they started here.

"Anyway, paladins are holy warriors. Our place is mostly on the front lines, doing what needs to be done. Healing, fighting, taking hits, we can do it all... not individually and not all at once of course! Me, my specialty is taking the hits, and I'm almost as good at dealing them out. Pretty weak in the healing department, though."

"They are, both of them. Ronnae's a really good friend of mine, and Nokosi is the kind of person I'd really like to hang out with when I get the chance. I hardly get to though, I have a lot of training and teams to deal with."

She nodded. "They sound like pretty amazing people then. I'm a fighter and a healer myself though, so I sort of have to decide what it is I'm going to be doing when a fight goes down. My skills as a waterbender are usually needed in both instances, unless its a job specific to certain people."

"Well, don't tell them you met me, they might be mad," he said with a wink. "Waterbender sounds like a shaman, but I bet it's nothing like a shaman at all. I'll trade you demonstrations!"

"Why would they be mad?" Kaya hadn't heard Ronnae mention anything bad about paladins, and it was hard to even picture Nokosi getting angry at all.

"It's not, but you go first!"

"People from my world, not liking me, remember?" He took it in amused stride as he stood up -- then drew Quel'delar (#37). The blade shone with holy energy as he gripped it, a subtle shimmer.

"This works better with something to hit, admittedly!"

"What, are you some kind of criminal or something? I could just ask them about you and see what they say, you know."

She grinned, then looked over at the nearby lake in the park, She brought out her hands and the water started to obey her movements now, mimicking her hand movements and then Kaya threw her hands apart and the wave froze over.

"Bending...well, a little bit of waterbending, anyway."

"Naw, just socially unacceptable."

Oooh! "That was neat!"

Then he had an idea. He hefted the sword thoughtfully. "If I started whacking that thing, you think you could keep it up? Because THEN I could show off like no one's business too!"

Kaya still look bewildered. Socially unacceptable?

She giggled. "Neat? I guess you could call it that, but its a bit more, I think. But yes, I can keep it up."

And to prove it, she brought another wave of water up and started moving it toward him.

"I bet it's a bit more. All right! Now behold the glory of a paladin at his peak!

"FOR THE GLORY OF QUEL'THALAS!"

Howling his battlecry, the elf charged forward, sword upraised. This wasn't so hard! He'd just pretend it was a water elemental! He'd certainly fought enough of those.

No sooner did he get in range than he brought his blade back to line up a strike -- and power burst out of him as two wings of holy light erupted from his back. Quel'delar swept at the wave in a brutal slash, then almost without pause snapped back around and in another swing so potent it brought the sword clean out of his right hand as he passed it around his own back to draw it into position again. Somehow never breaking his guard, he snapped his hands out and the blade up, sending holy light out of himself in a wave to smash into the water, then hewed the wave for a second time with both a normal stroke and another one that sheened the blade with energy.

When he passed the blade around his back this time, though, he quickly slapped it onto its mount on his back, then cupped his hands before his chest. It took only a heartbeat for the power to gather before he thrust out one hand to discharge the holy energy in a blast powerful enough to create a shockwave rippling through the air. Then, with blinding speed, the sword was in his hands, and he struck once, twice, then a third time with a brutal rising slash that hit like a truck fired out of a cannon.

All this time Kaya was keeping up with him, making sure that the wave DID, in fact, act like it had a mind of its own, making it dodge and swish and attack when it could. But she could also see that an elemental would have had nothing to defend itself against this sort of an attack: Maridian had a REASON not to think the Ohm could withstand the sort of fighting he was capable of putting out. He was quick and precise, and not relegated to only his sword.

She clapped enthusiastically, smiling. "Wow, that was fantastic! I think only Negi's magic has stunned me quite this much!"

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