FFXI fics -- written about people in CurseTheYagudo

[Elizara]

I'd thought about holding off on this since ARGH my personal site is still down(and I have these HTML'ed), and may be down until after the merge. But since CurseTheYagudo is mostly a small shell of friends (I'll get the de facto shell leader, Nimbex, over here for a more formal intro later) I don't feel right about posting anything up in recruiting. So I'll let the fics do the talking, as I did them with the input of the people who own these charas. (Just so everyone knows, I got permission from Makelith to post these here, so if you need someone to blame..)

First one I'll post up was one of the first that actually got noticed in my CTY journal. Our old shell holder, Linmayu is in it(cameo this time)..Well, since she's no longer with us, she was known as a very pantsless monk with a wicked sense of humor. She was really cool too. I miss her.
--Alright, enough with the former shellholder intro, here we go! Mind, I wrote this when I was just leveling whm, so I think you can guess why that gear

Born Twice
By Mary Alice Davies AKA. Elizara
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Dedicated to all those that have left Vana'Diel...either accidentally or on purpose, permanently or not. And to those that come back ^^ Even if they have to start all over.
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The little brown haired mithra stood with her back to the fountain in Windy Woods, pole out, fishing. Her hair was mostly pulled back into a ponytail. Anyone who walked by and got a good look at her would of thought, "Hmmm. Mage." for she not only was wearing a electrum hairpin, a wand was hanging from her belt, she also had a saintly ring, as well as a electrum, winking from one hand. She was also carrying a shield; that marked her as either a red or white mage (it was hard to tell when someone was in fishing gear, as this little mithra was)

She sighed. Something reminded her of a battle that had happened quite some time ago..it had turned out to be a dragon. Only four of that group were still around. The red-headed Mithran warrior, the tall black haired Elvaan monk, and the little pointy-headed Taru who had been a black mage at the time (he liked the way of the white mage better; but two white mages for that fight just would not do). The second black mage (a tall hume; he'd slept the dragon) had vanished after leaving her and her brother a lot of gil and equipment; the nice Hume red mage who had silenced the eye monster had also disappeared, but he had left no word or anything. She wondered what had happened to him...

She pulled in her bait (the fish weren't biting; drat those moat carp), and made another cast. Just as the bait hit the water, SOMETHING bowled her over and she fell into the moat. She managed to save her pole, but once she got out she discovered three moat carp in her clothing, and one was biting on her tail (something that later when she wasn't so annoyed she found quite amusing!). There was a brown haired young Hume standing there, as if he'd stopped in a hurry. He looked to be about seventeen or eighteen. He had a familiar look about him somehow... was he that red mage?

"Poor kitty!" he said, and got the fish off her tail, then petted the tail. The mithra couldn't stay annoyed; the boy was kinda cute. But he also really looked like that red mage, somehow...tho now he was in the gear that all new Hume adventurers wore. Not only that he seemed to be a VERY new adventurer, one who'd just gotten his license.

He wrinkled his nose at the smell of wet leather from her boots. "Goodness, Sivara would laugh at this one...leather don't dry that quick. I'm sorry!"

The mithra's eyes widened. There was only a few people that would've known about that incident where Sivara dumped the red mage into the fountain in Bastok Markets. She'd only seen it out of the corner of one eye while she ran to talk to her moogle for the umpteenth time before things got started, but...it had to be!

"Ka-Karlinn? Is that you?!" she sputtered.

"The one and only, ye White Mage!" he said with a grin.

"What in Altana's name happened to you to get ya into this state, ye Red Mage?!" she asked. It was worth a try.

"Uh, you know that cave in the back of the ruins?" he said.

"Yeah?"

"Some yags kinda jumped me, next thing I knew I was in a void. When I got out..well, THIS had happened, so I have to start all over." He frowned.

The little mithra White Mage nodded. "I know the feeling. With me, the void hit me when I was behind the twinkle tree..next thing I knew, I was just a newbie white mage again. I found that I had a totally different face than I had back then. Not only that, some of my friends were gone..." She shook her head sadly. It wasn't something she talked about often, since she hated the fact she had lost almost everything at the time. The knowledge of a lot of spells, her gear (even tho it hadn't been very good at the time), some gil...the only thing she'd been able to take with her was the experiences she had gained going though it the first time. And how to make herself better the second time around.

"Aww. I didn't know, Elizara..." he said. He patted her wet tail again.

"It's alright, Karlinn. Just not somethin' ya talk about." Just then she heard a stomach growl. She saw Karlinn put one hand over his belly, and realized what was up. "Darnit. That's easily fixed. Guess fishing's borked today anyway..." She picked up her pail quickly and folded up her fishing rod. "Come with me, ye scamp. I'll go get cleaned up, and get ya something to eat. Just don't follow me into my mog house, those guards can be a bit nasty if you try to get in someone else's mog house."

He smiled and nodded, and they headed to the complex where all adventurers went to go to their mog house. It didn't take her long to find hers.

Just as she came in, her moogle looked up and said, "Kupo-Kupo! Mistress, how did you get so wet when you were just fishing?!"

"Don't ask. Just get my usual gear out, please? I'm gonna take a quick bath."

Her moogle shook its head. "You get yourself in such a mess a lot.."

Elizara shook her head. "Comes of having the results of my cooking lessons blow up in my face. Even tho makin' 'em makes money, I think sometimes that Altana likes to make yag drink get on my clothes a lot. Geesh."

Her moogle shook its head, and got out the gear while Elizara took a quick bath to get the muck of the moat off her. Seer's tunic(which had been made for her by a very nice Paladin who had also disappeared), her erm, red panties (She never called them pants. They were traditonal gear for a Mithra but unfortunately when you didn't wear the top, they looked way too much like panties.), her hard won Mycrophile Cuffs, and her Seer's Pumps. It didn't take her long to get cleaned up and dressed. Unlike a lot of her fellow Mithra, she was not one to go streaking in her undies; her mom had taught her that was bad. Some had found her a bit wierd for that hangup. After she got her other boot on, she asked her moogle, "Do you still have that stuff that nice Beastmaster gave me along with the garlic and hot pepper?"

The moogle nodded. "What do you want that for?"

"Gonna see if I can make a friend a treat."

The moogle clucked its tongue a bit. "It had better not end up on you, kupo!"

Elizara chuckled. "Prolly won't. I just seem to have bad luck with yag drinks sometimes. Don't know why, maybe it's the linkpearl." She took her linkpearl off her fishing gear and fastened it on her seer's tunic. Just then, a rather distinctive voice came on and said, "Elizara? What's going on? I don't see you at the bridge..."

She said to the pearl, "Just got knocked in the moat, I'm ok. You wouldn't believe who did the knocking..."

Several voices on the shell said, "Who? Who?"

"Karlinn, somehow he got newbied." She groaned.

"Wha?..can't be."

"Oh yes it can Sivara, when he mentions you tossing him in the fountain..."

"Oh..I think I'm gonna get him..."

She sighed, picked up a fire crystal she'd gotten when she had been training herself as a thief earlier (it wasn't her thing, but she had gotten strong enough in that job so she could use it to help her farm when such things were necessary) and went out the door. Karlinn was waiting on the mog house steps. She brought one finger to her lips, then gathered together her ingredients in one hand (cockatrice meat, wild onion, garlic from somewhere in Mhuara, and a bunch of hot peppers from the homeland of the Mithra), picked up the fire crystal with the other and concentrated. The ingredients floated in the flame, and a delicious smell rose from there. The synth finished, and six mithkabobs landed in her gloved hands.

She offered him a couple. "Go right ahead while they're still a bit hot. Oh and look out..."

He chomped on one and said, "Hm?"

"There's a certain mithra on the way, and I think she's in a pouncing mood..."

He continued to eat, but he looked around warily. Elizara doubted he'd notice; Siv had a lot more thief training than Elizara and could move pretty darn quietly if she wanted to, even if she liked the warrior's path better and wore heavy armor that should make a lot of noise. Elizara detected the footfalls just a split second before it happened. A red-headed blur jumped from the bottom of the stairs, and pounced on the red mage with a "RAWR!!", knocking him over. He barely managed to save his lunch. "AAAARGH!" he yelled.

Elizara giggled, but the whole thing made her wish she wasn't one of the twice-born. I've lived two lifetimes, had two lives., she thought. She sighed silently. There were very few in the world that had her problem; some of them she knew. Firemyst, Golddess, Citizen...they existed. No one liked to talk about what had happened. And now...some disappeared, some had to start over, some disappeared forever and never returned, but that was the price you paid for being an adventurer. Elizara shook herself quickly; there was no use dwelling on it. What was done was done, and why such things happened only Altana knew. But then again, she had more friends now, ones that weren't from her first life..

Someone familiar came on the linkshell, yawning. "Rawr! What's going on?"

Elizara muttered to the pearl, "Someone's come back. Remember that red mage? He's been newbied but it's him!"

There was a cry of surprise, and a "I'm coming!" from the pearl. It wasn't long before Linmayu came out of the mog house complex. Sivara, who had been talking to Karlinn softly, went up to the monk, and they started whispering in each other's ears for a moment. From what little Elizara caught, she thought it was something serious. Karlinn was a bit puzzled too. Elizara went up to him and whispered in one ear; "Dunno what those two are up to. It's serious tho." She shrugged. He nodded.

Siv then clearly said, "Lin, allow me." She touched her linkpearl, it glowed, and a new linkpearl fell into Sivara's hand. She placed the new linkpearl to CurseTheYagudo into Karlinn's hand. He looked at Sivara with surprise. Elizara elbowed him. "Put it on, silly!"

Karlinn did, and as she heard Sivara tell him the rules of the shell, she smiled. Hopefully she would never have to go though all this again. Being born twice was just..too much. Hopefully when she retired from adventuring, it would be peacefully, not vanishing like some had, and just live the rest of her life out. She hoped so. Yet.. sometimes you could find a old friend at the weirdest of times. Even when you were just trying to catch some moat carp to sell. She smiled quietly.
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I got quite a few more; I haven't done any with some of the newer members but I got some ideas for a merge fic with them in it, I'll work on it. And I'll keep them coming ^^ Hopefully that web hosting mess will be fixed..soon..

 

[Stine]

I haven't read all of it yet but I will when I get home tonight. I like it so far.

 

[Elizara]

Thanks. I'm leaning toward posting one where you meet my chara's grandma next (based on my rl gran, she's not very nice) along with finding out why I muss Karlinn's hair (As I said earlier, it's kinda one of the CTY ls jokes. Along with the MT heard all over Midgard; "BONER!!" (I'm gonna have to work that into the merge fic SOMEHOW!)) as well getting a glimpse at Cydori. (she always goes the wrong way. another joke.)

If anyone's curious, I'll make sure to put the page up in my profile soon as it's working and you don't get a 404. *hands Mr. Briggs a hammer* Stupid web hoster..

 

[Taurothar]

I like it. Oh and just to let you know we have a Fan Works section of the forum for posts like this, and fan art. I'm sure a mod will move it for you soon, but feel free to check out the other stuff there

 

[Eggplant]

Very nice! I love your idea about those who have to start over, that "void" thing. It's a creative way to explain "I can't get my account back".
I hope to see more from you soon!

 

[Elizara]

/nod Anyway, lemme get the one with Cydori in it out. I think you'll like this one. Also some background before this one; I got a bad habit of "being scared of Sivara" in fics when it pertains to Karlinn. I keep MEANING to do a fic to explain it (It's kinda because of upbringing (mom said don't mess with another girl's boyfriend) and IC wise, got caught in a very NASTY love triangle as a teen) but my muse has been kinda..mm..Stubborn about that except for vague ideas.

...A muse can be like that sometimes. Enough with that. Here we go.

Of Pouncings, Brothers and Friends...

By Mary Alice AKA. Elizara
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Anyone who saw Elizara at the moment would wonder what was up with her. Normally, she was a dignified White Mage and would not be hiding in the bushes (even though she usually stood back)...

But right now, she was in the bushes, her tail held low.

That red mage should be by here sooner or later...

She smiled to herself. She'd been trapped in the lands of Waiting and Real Life way too long, but it was good to be back.

Just then, she saw Karlinn and Cydori come up from between a couple branches. She pounced..right on Karlinn's backside, mussing his hair and almost knocking his pimp hat off. “EEEYOOOW! Oh..hey there white mage.”

Cydori was quite startled, and said, “Eli? Um, you got a branch in your hair..”

Elizara looked away, a bit embarrassed. “Oops.” She worked the branch out.

Cydori looked at Elizara like she was being weird. “What the heck were you doing in the bushes?!”

“Um, stalking?”

Karlinn winked. “Doesn't she always? Jump out of the shadows I mean. It does get old after a while tho.”

Elizara blushed. Cydori then asked, “Why the heck do you do that anyway? I've heard Karlinn yelp about it on the shell so many times...you'd think most people would of gotten tired of that by now.”

“Um..that sorta has to do with a past, a past I sorta left behind when I went adventurer.."

“Mind talking about it?”

Elizara thought a second. “Okay. But not here. Follow me ok? I know just the spot.”

“Why not in your mog house?”

“Erm, those doors are a little thin. Don't want everyone and his mother knowing about this. Not to mention I really don't wanna find out what will happen if Sivara gets ticked off.”

Both Cydori and Karlinn nodded, and they followed Elizara into the mithra quarter together..to a vacant lot. In the very center, there was a very huge old tree that had four trunks. It also was rather bushy, with a lot of leaves.

Elizara turned to the others.

“This used to be one of my childhood hangouts – I don't think anyone but a few know about this. Me and Toralynn and a mithra boy called Jasson built a treehouse in this tree my second year in mage school. Sometimes things just got too nuts at home and I needed a quiet place to study.”

Karlinn eyed Elizara curiously. “I don't see any ladder..”

Elizara laughed. “What? It was built for cats like me, not for humes, sorry. We tend to be pretty good at climbing trees, after all. Shouldn't be too hard to get up there anyway – I used to help Linmayu get up there all the time.”

Cydori laughed. “Really? Where is it? I don't see any treehouse in that...”

For a answer, Elizara drew her light staff (which might raised some eyebrows if someone other than her friends saw; the law said adventurers were not allowed to draw weapons in town unless it was a emergency) and used it to part the leaves. There it was – a wooden platform hidden in the bushy leaves of the tree.

“Don't worry, it's safe. Toralynn got six teenagers to swear to secrecy and jump up there; if it can hold six nearly grown mithra, we should be fine.” Elizara winked and shrugged. “No one wanted it to break when I dragged my really heavy bookbag up there, hence why she tested it like that.”

Cydori eyed the platform. “Don't worry about helping me get up there..I'll just Jump up there.”

Elizara turned to Cydori. “Are ya sure you can do that without missing?”

For a answer, Cydori nodded emphatically.

“Okay then.” Elizara bent over and cupped her hands..to give Karlinn a leg up of course. She knew full well Humes as a rule didn't climb trees as well as a Mithra like her could. Karlinn took the hint and stepped into her hand; she gave his leg a push up so he could make it into the treehouse. Once he was up there, she grabbed one trunk and started shinnying up the tree like a squirrel, like she'd done a thousand times before as a child. She saw Cydori bend her legs a little; then suddenly she went flying. She landed easily into the tree. Well, that's a dragoon for you. Nice way of using her training tho I guess; this time it isn't death from above, it's just getting where she wants to be.

Once Elizara made it into the treehouse, she sat down in a corner.

Cydori pointed at a set of marks in one tree trunk. “Is that...”

Elizara looked and smiled. It said, 'Linmayu wuz heer!' “Yes, Linny did that when we were kids. With a nail.” Nodding to her friends, she began.

“To put it bluntly, Karlinn; you remind me a little bit of Shadowneko when he was younger, before he ran away from Windhurst. Maybe you two are related somewhere. Hard to say for sure; Mom never could find out the names of his real mom and dad, who died by the way. She's been trying tho with a mock up sketch that a artist did of 'Neko's real parents; but it's slow going when all you got is faces.”

Karlinn started. “What? He came from here? I thought he was Bastok..”

Thought that'd come up, and that's not a subject..that's talked about where it's sure it'd be overheard. Elizara thought. “Well, let's just say he sorta got chased out. I'm ashamed to be related to her, but my Grandma Devviln is a horrible witch. She didn't like it that my mom adopted 'Neko, and when he turned eighteen, she really let him have it.” She went on with the story, lost in memory:

“Granny came over that horrible day, and I heard her start tearing into Mom and 'Neko. She was really calling 'neko every bad name in the book that time, in a very loud voice..I had a test the next day, so I ran over here just to get some quiet so I could study. About a hour later, 'Neko shouted from the ground. Poked my head out of the tree...it turned out he wanted to say...goodbye, he was leaving for Bastok...all because Grandma had insulted him way beyond the allowable...”

Karlinn shook his head. “That must of hurt..”

“Yar. It was all because of Grandma. I left to become adventurer after a couple more years, after I graduated from mage school. Hardly anyone will talk to Grandma now, especially since she's gotten very sour on adventurers. Mom's proud of both of us though. Anyway Karlinn...”

“Hm?”

“I've just always considered ya like a second little brother; as I said, you remind me a little of 'Neko.” She squoze Karlinn's hand. He squoze back, understanding in his eyes. Yeah, Sivara should just relax... I've had my crushes.. She remembered the cute bard who turned out to be just a friend, and that cute monk that eventually ended up dating another girl...I'd never date anyone who I consider to be a brother. That's just...wrong.

Cydori reached out and patted Elizara on the shoulder. “Must of been really hard for you back then, losing your adopted brother like that.”

“Yes it was. Anyway, shall we head back to the main part of town?” Everyone nodded, so they all got down. Unfortunately, Cydori turned a way that Elizara hadn't gone before and started on that way.

Elizara groaned inwardly and called out, “Cydori! Watch out! That's very much the wrong way!”

“But this looks shorter..” She kept going that way.

Elizara muttered, “Bah, she is gonna get it now..”

“Wha?” Karlinn said.

“Let's just say she's walking right into a hornet's nest, guess she's in a hurry. Hurry nuthin' here. Walking right by my granny's house; that's not gonna be pretty.” Elizara groaned and hissed a little. “We'd better catch her. I'll deal with Granny; ya just back me up ok? And don't try anything rash, you know why...”

Karlinn's eyes widened and he nodded. They quickly chased after Cydori, but, as Elizara feared, they didn't catch that dragoon in time. She heard it before she saw it.

“You dirrty, no good @#^&(* @@%$& adventurrrerrr!! What are you doing on my lawn?”

“I didn't do anything! I didn't even step on your lawn!”

Elizara heard her grandma call Cydori the usual very nasty string of names as she ran over to defend her friend. She knew Cydori was pretty ill-equipped to deal with this, thanks to the laws governing adventurers. Adventurers were not allowed to draw weapons to hit anyone in a town with...not even the butt end of said weapon. Monks and puppetmasters were not allowed to punch or kick anyone in a town since their bodies were a weapon to begin with. And no one was allowed to call any pets, like Cydori's Hein, in town. Only in the direst of emergencies, like a war going on, were those laws relaxed.

However, Elizara knew, she did have a ace up her sleeve to deal with her granny that was technically against the law, but since she'd had to do it before, she knew the authorities tended to look the other way about since they were aware her grandma really needed to go into a house for crazy people, but her mother had promised her dad before he died that she'd never do it. Complicated matters, but..well, had to deal with this now.

She stopped right in front of her grandma's house, where Granny was doing the usual tirade at Cydori that she'd do at any adventurer; that Cy was worthless, feckless..the usual. She could see the tears in Cydori's eyes; Grandma Devviln was a expert in making someone upset and feel worthless. Elizara cleared her throat.

“GrandMA, leave my friend alone! She only went the wrong way, she has a horrible sense of direction...”

“YOU! Disappointing yourrr motherrr! She is prolly crrrying rrrright now...”

Elizara stood up a little straighter. “You are dead wrong, Grandma. She's proud of me, I've spoken to her. And the reason I decided to become a adventurer—is my own business, how many times have I told you that?”

“Yourrr ancestorrrs would be angrrry! You'rrre just as feckless as yourrr friend!”

Elizara shook her head, knowing where this was going to go. “I'm warning you, Grandma, stop this now and go in the house or I'll have to get ugly. And I know my ancestors guarded the Star Sibyl for a long time, but that doesn't mean some of them weren't adventurers in some form or fashion...”

As usual, Grandma then started in on a loud and very foul stream of cussing, calling Elizara some rotten names. Elizara sighed; she always hoped it wouldn't come to this. But it always did.

“Sorry Grandma, but I don't have time to deal with this. Take a catnap!”

With that she reached inside, calling on a spell she'd only learned several months ago. She felt faintly because of the concentration Karlinn casting the Refresh spell on her; he prolly guessed what she was about to do...

REPOSE, take a nap Grandma!

The characteristic sound of the spell sounded, and Grandma fell down..asleep.

Elizara shook her head. “Sorry about that Cydori – tried to warn you. I'll prolly have to answer to the authorities about that later; last two times I was forced to cast a Sleep type spell on Grandma to shut her up, I had to go before the Adventurer's Board. Luckily that was no more than a formality since they agreed; it was always provoked and that Grandma needs to go to the crazy people's house really.”

“Why don't you just Silence her instead?” Karlinn asked.

Elizara smiled. “Strangely from what I understand, that'd get me in more hot water than Sleep or Repose. Don't ask me why; law's a funny thing. Anyway, let's get her on the porch, and then get out of here before the spell wears. You ok Cydori? Gran's a expert in taking people apart mentally..”

Cydori nodded. “Sheesh, I should of listened to you. It looked like a good shortcut though..”

Elizara nodded. “Yeah, it would be one..if it wasn't for Grandma. Anyway, let's fix this and get out of here.”

“I'll back you up later if it does go before the board. I'm glad they're lenient with this sort of thing tho.”

“Me too or I would of lost my license long ago.”

They quietly picked up Grandma and put her on the porch, sleeping like a baby. Then they got out of there since no one wanted to be there when she woke.

Sheesh, what a way to show my friends why Neko left Windy...Wish Mom hadn't made that promise, but if wishes were fishes, every Mithra in the world would have a good dinner.
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BTW, thanks to all that complemented me on these in game and stuff. I'm working on a NEW ONE that I've never posted anywhere, the hangup is I forgot to ask one of the quetz people I'm putting in it what his nationality is. (I need to know so I know if I need to make a excuse for him being in the windy MH. I'm leaning toward a dragon-y excuse, as in Rank 3 dragon if he's NOT windy.) Oh and before you ask; before I put anyone in a fic, I have to know you well enough to be able to put you in your chara, tho I can make mistakes, which is why anyone I have on stage in a major way gets one of the first looksies. (Beta reading, basically) The quetz people I got as erm, willing victims this time are from the LJ comm, so I know them well enough to do that. So please, don't BEG me to get in a fic! I'll do it if I know you and my muse guides me to do it, not until.

If you didn't guess; the subject of the new fic is about the merge. Basically a literary musing/getting my feelings out about it. Also, I do hope someone saves me from a double post! (Being a mod on another board, I HATE doing that!)

 

[naue]

lol

 

[Elizara]

*shakes head* That's not what I meant. Anyway, this one is HOT off Open Office. Thanks to everyone who beta read for me. (Ginny, Northy..you get the idea.) This one is not only about CTY folk, but a couple people from quetz..since it's about the merge.(My way of dealing with it, write a story about it.)

Yes I tear up my room in RL when everything falls to bits. Last time it happened, I flunked out of a nursing program at Middle Georgia College..good thing my roommate wasn't around.

Oh and I have a confession to make, since anyone who knows would figure this out from that song I quoted. I'm one of only 4 Mormons that admit it on Midgard. (I only know of one other, but a friend of mine, Iliriya, says there's two more. She has no reason to lie to me.) If you're curious about that song, you can find some music vids of it on Youtube. BE WARNED. The full song is very blatantly Christian (even the good vid has a lot of Christian images in it) so if you're atheist or anything other than Christian, you may not want to go looking for it. Consider yourself warned. Also keep religious debates outta here; I..just don't wanna go there.

And oh yes. I know if I was being dead-accurate to the game, the linkpearls/linksacks wouldn't be just broken, they'd be crushed to powder. But I just think "broken pearls" sounds better, so excuuuse me!
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Of Changes, Endings, Beginnings, and Broken Things
By Mary-Alice Davies AKA. Elizara
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Dedicated to all that are stuck in this worldshift mess!
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“Believe me, this wasn't our idea.” ---Northstar of Midgardsormr, QCDN board

“You're not alone. Say it one more time, you're not alone...” – From “You're Not Alone” by Micheal McLean

The whole thing had started in Whitegate. Elizara had only been running there to meet Gencay, since his last piece of thief AF was in Castle Zhval. No smart person wanted to mess with a coffer there, since the demons would see you open it, but this time if was necessary. Elizara had offered to help by getting her black mage on and sleepga'ing the demons so he could pick in peace; the plan was if the darn chest was trapped and threw a mimic, they'd escape out fast before that thing killed both of them. If he got it, they were going to escape out anyway since if they didn't the demons would eat Elizara's face once they woke up.

Just as Elizara started to go to the mog house, she saw an Adventurer's Board crier come into the main part of the square. What the?, she thought. Adventurer's Board is making a announcement? What is it this time?

“Hear ye hear ye!” the crier shouted. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their heads. “Some wonderful things are going to happen to Vana'Diel! You will all be able to finally become much stronger if you wish, and new areas are coming!” There were a lot of cheers at that, and some boos since this was unexpected.

Elizara goggled at that. He went on, saying that it was almost time to finally find out why the maws were around, and some other things. Then came the bad news that hit Elizara to the back of the head as if she'd been hit with a board..

“There will be a lot more adventurers soon, but there is a heavy price. All your linkshells will be broken unless you are the shellholder, and then it will be changed to what it was in the beginning. Some of you will have to be reborn with different names...You won't have to start over, thank Altana though! The ones that you will be coming to will be able to keep their names and linkshells, however. Also everything on the AHs will be destroyed to make room for their stuff, and if you have parcels, make sure you get them before it happens. I'm sorry, but there is no other way.” He gave a date when this would happen, and said the rest would happen at a later time.

“What?” Elizara said. There were a lot of mutters as the crier left. Elizara was upset, scared, and unhappy. Who am I going to lose? That's almost too steep a price to pay, though there's been a lot of adventurers retiring, then disappearing, lately...She stuffed her feelings down deep inside for the moment. Gencay was waiting. She headed to the mog house, touching her friend pearl on the way. Waitaminute, did Nayami hear that?, she thought.

She whispered into her friend pearl. “Nayami, did you hear that?”
“Yeah. I don't think I can do it..I don't have as much time anymore, so I think it's time to hang up my hat. Renard agrees with me and is going to too.”

Oh nooooo! Not more friends retiring!, Elizara thought. She stuffed it down as best she could, since she didn't want to cry right now. “I'm going to miss you horribly..” She ran into the mog house to get changed, then something occurred to her. “Nay, I'm gonna be getting blm on..could you tele me to Xarc? I'm meeting a friend to help him get his thief shirt.”

“Sure! I just told ArmyOfEwoks, they're going to have a retirement party for me and Ren, so we'll need to get back..”

Even though she didn't feel like it, Elizara smiled a little. “That won't be a problem..I guess you're relying on scholar instincts again?”

“Yep.” She could almost hear Nayami smile.

“Well, I'll Warp 2 you and Renard home. Don't worry.”

It didn't take Elizara long to talk to her moogle and get changed. She then met up with Renard and Nayami. Nayami cast the Teleport-Vahzl spell for her friend. Then Elizara waved to Gencay and sent both Renard and Nayami home so they could meet with that shell. Gencay was excited about the changes, which was infectious. Still, she thought, why do we have to pay such a heavy price to have more adventurers again?It's not fair! This just can't be happening!!!

Unfortunately, Gen got a mimic, so they had to escape. Then Gen had dynamis, so Elizara camped out in the snow, taking a nap with a lot of blankets just inside the castle. (There was only a friendly goblin there that didn't attack adventurers since he ran a shop, so she knew she was safe.) After he finished dyn, it took 2 more attempts for him to get the thief shirt (the second coffer she gave Gen a cream puff, since 'Neko had told her once that the same sort of gear that can help a black mage could help a thief pick chests. She knew cream puffs did the same thing, so it might help. She seemed to be right, but it was hard to tell from just one coffer)

Later that day, she saw Okamura standing by the Jeuno AH. He told her he'd heard the people they would be joining with were horrible, so he'd go elsewhere if it turned out bad. That made her heart drop down to her boots. Oka..No! No no no!

...The next few weeks were a blur. She did some avatar runs, her limbus shell decided to go on after the merge, she found out several of her friends were losing their names, including her dynamis lead, as well as a poor taru blm in her dyn shell. Fait in her social was also losing his name. A faraway friend managed to talk the adventurer's board into locking down Elizara's name so at least that wouldn't change. Mirrsie, a red haired pigtailed taru, finally managed to come out of retirement; Elizara'd gotten letters from her saying she was going to. Mirrsie was pissed about the changes but was going to continue on. Elizara found out that most of ShikigamiWeapon wasn't around,but Slayerindian was planning on remaking the shell once the changes occurred.

The night before it happened, Elizara had a long day, so she headed home for Windhurst to go to bed. Say it ain't so, I hope not.,she thought as she went to bed.

When she woke that morning, she reached for her CurseTheYagudo pearl. It was broken..the crier hadn't been lying. Things also felt a little off, like she wasn't where she had been.

In a fury, she checked all her storage and dragged out every linkpearl she had with one hand, clutching her CurseTheYagudo pearl in one hand. She looked at the poor sorry cracked CTY linksack she was holding, and remembered, starting to cry...

She was a scared cat back then..not very strong, just starting out. Everyone on MithraPride was busy, but she tried to make her way back to Windy after she'd been trioing with some folk. Just as she got near the river, a tall black haired female elvaan monk came up. “Need some help getting home?” It was Linmayu...

… Lin later sent her mom to give Elizara that pearl..The mom had said, “Make sure Linmayu stays out of trouble...” Elizara was later to find out that would never happen...not until Linmayu retired...

…later, a red haired thief called Sivara helped get Elizara some grass that she needed to get a chocobo license with. Elizara'd stupidly rested by a worm in the swamp, but had managed to kill it...The bunnies didn't want to give up the grass at first, but Siv got them to do it..Siv later turned out to like the way of the warrior better, so that's what she became...as well as a beastmaster...

...she'd met Drexel while fishing one day; it was a very much crying shame he'd mostly retired...he was a lot of fun...that old red mage...

...Mirrsie, that little red haired pigtailed taru, helped Elizara farm seeds at times with a friend...

...Zaalus, when the time came to help her get her AF, had soloed the key dropping mobs with his Beastmaster, and even helped her find the coffers...he also had helped her on his ninja get her a pentient's rope, along with Zoofster...

..Zoofster had helped Elizara calm down after she saw a red mage convert the first time, as she'd come screaming to him after she had ended training that day because she didn't know what to do...other than cure-bomb, which under most circumstances wasn't the right thing to do...

...Zoofster's girlfriend, Kahri, had made her a signed Traveler's Tunic to level summoner with, as well as a signed blink band that helped Shadowneko beat Maat...shame she retired...

...Nimbex had come to raise her one day when the paladin in her static had stupidly used Circle Blade in the Booyah tree..that pointy headed taru had scolded her but she deserved that for forgetting reraise...he'd also made her a signed aqua ring when she'd realized she needed one...

...she'd also helped Sivara get Utsu:Ni from burning circle fights along with a dragoon, she'd also been able to help a kitty who was practically her twin, Treasa, get it for her whm, though she was mostly a paladin...someone from MithraPride had ended up getting Elizara erase though she helped anyway, since she was a cat of her word...and she'd promised...

...she'd farmed with Fait on his dark knight once, since he needed scythe skill anyway, it was very much underleveled...nice little taru...she wondered what his name was now...

...she'd trained with Demandred and Klaital and had a good time doing it on summoner, once the adventurer's board found a way that a much stronger player could play with a weaker player...they had done prime avatars together as well..Klaital had helped her farm royal jelly as well so she could work on cooking, since the last bit to become a master was very much a pain...and she'd duoed bombs with Demandred to help him learn how to bomb-fu on summoner, which was becoming a lost art..

...she'd been able to help Morlock get tele crystals, and Shadowneko had written her to tell her he'd helped Morlock get his chocobo grass...he'd became a hell of a samurai...she'd even duoed with him as summoner and puppetmaster, though that didn't go as well as one would of hoped that day...

...she'd teamed up with Cydori's static and some people from FantasyInsanity to get sky...that was a lot of fun..Chaylinn, even though she was a wierdo who relied on red mage instincts on monk, had smashed that pot that they'd had to smash, in the end...Chay was also Mirrsie's adopted daughter...Elizara didn't mind she was offbeat, tho she knew some would care...and Cydori! Always getting lost, Elizara always thought she might even get lost in her mog house sometimes, but she loved her anyway...

...she'd helped Phht break his latent for Asuran Fists..shame he finally retired permanently when he heard of the changes...

...she'd been able to help Karlinn out some too, and he'd been able to help her back..she even prolly helped him squeak the win on Maat by making him some cream puffs...

...Scion had scared half the shell one day when he came in breathing fire about some stupid idiot that had aggroed the death house in dynamis windy...Chay had kept begging to know where the darn thing was...Elizara had privately found out exactly from someone else who was also in Deathwishes...Later, Scion had helped Elizara get her blessed mitts since there was some price jacker and she was sick of asking 'Neko to help her farm 'bues...He'd also introed her to Okamura when they had done some Assault...That fun old hume monk-key...who also could be a pirate...who helped her help a guy who wanted to make a mannequin to bring back his dead wife from the dead, tho that didn't work out...

...Madalynn always called herself a failure of a white mage, but Elizara didn't think so...she was also one of the twice born, which was rough on anyone...Elizara had helped her get {sea} the second time around...she'd gotten bard up first the second time, then white mage...

...Requin, who she remembered as Cybersharkx from her first life...she remembered the time that she'd been watching Dark Ixion with him and Hawkeeye and had gotten her tail kicked though her front since she couldn't resist raising people who died while she was getting the exact time of demise Discordian, the head of Virtus, so he could watch for it later since him and his shell were busy...Beanie ended up rescuing her and Requin...She'd seen him from newbie adventurer and he had turned into a hell of a paladin...that old sharky...

She kicked the bed hard and then tossed the pearlsack in the trash can. It tinkled. Her moogle turned, and said quietly, “What's wrong mistress?!” Elizara ignored the moogle. She then picked up her broken Disenchanted pearl...

She'd found that static by accident. Very much accident. She'd only been looking for people to train with, and they'd invited her. Xornaar, who was a galka and thief, had given her that pearl...It'd been a hell of a introduction, since they'd gone to the wrong camp the first time...

...that darn rdm, who'd had a bad habit of wearing a subligar...silly Martigan...Even though he liked to eyeblind, he did cure her of being scared of convert...

the pld, Soteria, who eventually had taken Blue Mage to the limit before he finished off paladin...She had almost cried when he retired paladin for a while...since she knew he was a good paladin, and good paladins were hard to find...

Bigpapasmurf, the blm – for some reason everyone always called him “Papadoo”...she eventually got a blm called Cristoir to give him some advice to beat Maat...

Lorelei, who was the samurai..she was pretty darned good and a fun person to be around...

they had tended to go to offbeat camps, even Newtown Movalopos. Not to mention they had a runin with Wyervenpoacher Draconox when she had to call for help on CTY since no one wanted to fight it for its bow...it was a shame when they'd disbanded soon as someone decided to open up the Empire...

later she met Ezhno, who had also been in that shell, though he also was in a endgame shell called Calamity...crazy bard, before it was changed so that bards couldn't do it, he'd tank a lot of stuff on bard...he had lost the endgame shell in a way, when it later went to straight limbo..Sweetie bard, had helped her out on multiple occasions...though she'd hated it when Calamity had clashed with whoever she was doing dynamis with..though they had turned into a limbus shell in the end only...

She shook as she pitched that pearl in the garbage can. She went over and kicked her workbench. The cricket cage jumped and the crickets gave out a very unmusical chirp, not to mention her pots and the fishbowls jumped and landed back on the bench with a loud bang. The moogle looked at her with a very shocked look; it had never seen her like this.

Picking up her Howitzer pearl, she thought: I hope Northstar's ok. Wonder what her name is now? She'll always be Northy to me. Though I hope the new people out there won't have conflicts with us, or my old dyn shell, Delevel...Ay, it could be bad. It could be good. I just hope since there's two different groups of people now, we can get along without fights and work out some common ground. I know what can happen when it doesn't quite work, sadly...and I made a lot of good friends there...aww Nayami..

And ay yi yi, I hope Nif and Beanie are ok. They lost their names, but I hope they're ok.

She pitched the broken pearl in the garbage, then knocked her butterfly cage over. Some of the butterflies flew out.. The moogle stared at her, like it wanted to say something, but didn't. She then picked up the omnipresence pearl...

Torideal, who had retired, had given her that one...they'd done salvage for a while even though she really needed to do assault; she'd wanted to do it at least once. They'd had a good time, tho the group sorta fell apart when Tori finally decided to retire. Elizara missed that beardie hume...and Akujunkan's taru friend...she hoped Aku was ok, Elizara hadn't seen her around much in a while...

She pitched that broken pearl in the garbage, then kicked her armorie. The milk crate sitting on the top rattled and almost fell. Her moogle puffed out its cheeks at her, starting to get annoyed. She then picked up her OmegaJenova sack, and remembered;

A galka who had once been a guy called Streetsoldier had gotten her into that shell after her old limbus shell had folded. It had gone through two breaks while she'd been around, but they were all a good group of people. Since she'd ended up one of the sacks, that last run she'd asked everyone to make sure they had either her, Poofykitty, Kurami, Killtype, Elizara, or Mishio on their friend pearls since she had found out that this was happening and it was a way they could find each other after, since friend pearls were not going to be affected. Hopefully when they gathered for limbus again, everyone made it though safely. It was gonna be hell to remake it for a third time, but hopefully that would be the last time. Also the remakes weren't due to drama or anything, it was just a changeover of leads. Nothing more. Poofykitty was shellholder now, or was...

She'd finally been able to get a piece of gear that had eluded her from there for a very long time...

She kicked her star globe; the moogle was really glaring at her now. She then took out her WeSayHurray pearl...

She'd gotten that pearl when she feared for her main social at one point, and to keep in touch with Miyasha and Cealia, who had both left CTY for their own reasons, which she didn't hold against either. She hadn't used it much...

She tossed the pearl in the garbage, and then kicked the workbench again. One of the pots fell off the back this time, but it didn't break.

She then picked up the broken ShikigamiWeapon sack...
Elizara blamed Okamura for what had happened. He'd gotten her into that shell, and she'd finally been able to get help for a friend who had been having a horrible time hunting that nm by telling Twoofy on Izzitda. Twoofy trusted her and eventually made her a sack, though he knew full well that her heart was in CurseTheYagudo, shell wise. Twoofy helped her get Fenrir, and she'd also met a tall elvaan summoner who eventually was reborn into a taru called Gelderelk..

There'd been hard times in that shell. It got broke and remade by Twoofy several times. Finally someone else took over shell lead and it didn't get broken again. Now it wasn't green, like it used to be. The new shellholder had tried to make it the blue of relic armor, but he'd missed a little bit. She didn't know what had happened to the newer shellholder, near the end, he'd sorta vanished...

She kicked her bookshelves. Some books fell off. It seemed though the moogle had finally had enough, for it said, “Kupo, kupo, stop this! You're making a horrible mess!”

Elizara ran over to the bed, gripping her very shattered MithraPride pearl. “No, you!” she shrieked, and chucked half the pearl at the moogle. The moogle cried “KUPO!” and ducked and then rolled up into a scared ball on the floor. (It missed the moogle and then barely missed her freshwater fish tank.) She then grabbed her muse tariquah and chucked it at the mannequin, crying her eyes out.

Just then there was a shy tap at the door. A familiar voice cried out, “Elizara? What's with all the freaking racket?”

“Mir-risse?”

“Yeah, it's me. What's all the fuss about?”

“Guess we're here, I'm chucking broken linkpearls, but all the memories...”

“Aww. I knowwww. You did knock some of my paintings off the wall though, not to mention you were making a racket fit to wake the dead. Can I come in?”

“Okay, but I'm not really in a mood for company...”

The door opened and Mirrsie walked in. She was a ninja at the moment; she'd always been either a thief or a ninja. She wasn't as strong as Elizara but she had been gone a while. She made a beeline for Elizara, who sat down so Mirrsie could reach. They snuggled a while, both crying because of what they had lost.

Just then, there was a familiar, yet sad cry from down the hall. “Umm.. whoever is making that huge racket please tone it down.. I'm trying to sleep off my worries.” A door shut, almost reluctantly. Elizara could almost imagine that poor mithra's ears drooping, even though she wasn't looking that direction.

Elizara sniffled. “That was Northy...don't know what her name is now but at least she's ok...guess I really did make too much noise..”

Mirrsie sniffled and wiped one eye with one hand. “Prolly did, and I can see why.” The moogle uncurled itself cautiously with a soft “Kupo? Kupo!” It took a butterfly net out of nowhere and caught the butterflies, then flew over to where the half-a-pearl had landed. It picked it up, then cautiously came over by Elizara.

“Um...don't need to leave this on the floor, mistress. You're not going to throw it at me again, kupo?”

Elizara shook her head. “Sorry about that moogle. I... lost control, but you're not the first one I've pitched something at when I was like this. Last time I was like this, 'Neko...left...Mom said something similar to what you said, and I threw my stuffed chocobo at her..”

Mirrsie looked up. “You tossed that at your moogle?!” Elizara nodded sadly. “Thought I heard a moogle scream-” She looked at the broken pearl.

“MithraPr..I can't make the rest out. Which is this, I didn't know-”

“Oh Mirrsie...” Elizara sighed. “That's part of my old MithraPride pearl, it was smashed already when this happened... was my first linkshell...”

“Why did you keep an old busted pearl like that, anyway? You couldn't use it-”

Elizara sighed. It didn't hurt to tell the story, and Mirrsie already knew what had happened to her. “Basically that's my third MP pearl, to be honest. First one was from the paws of a cat called Tigara; she was a ninja...We trained a lot in the maze, she got the new off me back then as white mage since I'd never done parties before. We were new, we didn't know much about things--I think she even had to blow up once... because things there just got too crazy--We even got a token hume at the end, Tig was so mad and wanted to know who pearled that guy...” She sighed again. “Well, then we all got reborn, and that's how we met, Mirr, well, eventually.”

Mirrsie nodded and petted Elizara's shoulder. Elizara went on, “I don't know if anyone knew, but I had some fun times there before I kind of drifted away..The shell got remade once as well.” Cheering up a little, she smiled, remembering, then said; “I remember one time before I really found CTY when me and Pyrexia on ranger went down to the maze to train. I don't know how we managed it, but me and Pyr managed to aggro a ghoul--”

“Oh dear. I can guess...”

“Yep. Splat. I managed to cry on the shell for help; Golddess said she was coming. Ya know how you can sorta see things when you're munching dirt?”

Mirrsie nodded. “Well, I kinda whispered to Pyr 'Hey, I hope I don't see naked mithra'...guess how Goldy showed up?”
“Nakee!”

“Yep. She raised Pyr, then the ghoul agged and killed her again. Goldy muttered something about wishing she'd remembered her hammer, punched it a few times, then turned tail and ran away.”

Mirrsie started to laugh, since she could see the mental image of a naked mithra running away from a ghoul. Elizara smiled. “It had a happy ending though. Another whm came by with a holy breastplate on once Goldy got away. She killed the ghoul, then Golddess came back. Goldy raised me, the other whm got Pyrexia.”

Mirrsie smiled and nodded. Just then there was a timid knock at the door. “Um..Elizara?”

“Who's there?”

There was a laugh. “I forgot; we'd just been pen pals before. It's Kaehlan. What was all that noise about?”

Oh my...This isn't a joke, I know it isn't.. She ran up and opened the door. A mithra stood there with spikey red hair. She was on Red Mage, pimp hat and all. She looked around.

“Yikes! What were you doing?”

Elizara toed the floor. “My emotions got ahead of my head when I found all my pearls smashed, and I kinda lost control...”

Just then, a bearded hume monk walked up. “Jeez loise, you'd think someone's getting murdered over here!” Wait, I think I know which pen pal that is... “Quorinth? That you?”

“The one and only! Hey there!” He looked in. “Man, what hit your room?”

Kaehlan turned to Quorinth. “I thought you were in Bastok the other day..”

He looked sheepish. “Yeah, that's my home, but a friend of mine wanted help with a dragon over here late last night, so I just got a rent-a-room and crashed...”

Elizara winked. “That happens, I know I've done the same for the one over by Bastok a few times.” She looked at the room and sighed. “That's what happens when I'm really upset and mad; I think I almost overdid it this time though...”

The moogle turned toward her. “Next time, try not to pitch something at me, ok kupo?”

Quorinth shook his head. “No wonder there was so much racket!” He gave Elizara a pat on the shoulder. “You ok now?”

Elizara nodded. “Still upset that I lost all my pearls, some of which I'll not be able to replace since I don't know the shellholders's names anymore. But... I guess I'm not alone.”

Kaehlan slapped her on the back. “Course not. It's a hell of a wakeup call though, but welcome!”

Mirrsie giggled. “Hey, Elizara. I know the moogle got those butterflies, but why don't we clean this up? Can't make up for the noise but if Nimbex comes looking for you once he remakes CurseTheYagudo...”

Elizara smiled at her friends; they smiled back. “I think he's dead tired and on the other side of the mog house compound, so I don't think he heard that racket, but I'd rather not have that pointy headed taru see this mess.”

They worked together to clean it up. Elizara even boosted Mirrsie onto her shoulders to push the milk crate more firmly back on the armorie, as well as picked up her muse tarquah and put it on. Her and Quorinth were finishing up picking up the books on the floor when Elizara perked her ears from within her turban. She saw Kaehlan perking her ears as well.

“Who's crying?”

“Northy?! She didn't get back to sleep?”

Quorinth then asked, “What crying?”

Mithra hearing versus hume hearing again!, Elizara thought. “Oh there is, guess it's just mithra ears can catch it right now since it's really quiet. Try cupping one hand around one of your ears, ya might catch it.”

He looked at her like she was weird. However, he did it anyway, and then his eyes widened. “Oh! That's...a friend of yours?”

“Yeah, but she's also my dynamis leader..Wait.”

“Hm?” all three of her friends said.

“Shouldn't take too much longer to finish this, we're almost done.” She checked her friend pearl, which she hadn't done earlier since she was too upset to think about it. “I think she's alone at the moment, or thinks she is. 'Resh's still in bed. And just so you know, her name got changed..It's Kimina now...She used to be Northstar...”

Quornith looked startled; Kaehlan covered her mouth with one hand, and Mirrise's eyes widened. She said, “That's even worse! So cruel...”

Elizara nodded. “We both were lucky it didn't happen to us, Mirr. Our world fell apart, basically and now we're with you guys.” She nodded at Quorinth and Kaehlan. They nodded back. “Anyway, I got a idea. I'll go find the broom and sweep up, then let's see if I can coax her out of her room.”

Kaehlan then said, “I could do it..”

Elizara shook her head. “No, don't try. She wouldn't know you from Semih Lafihna, she'd prolly brush you off. I've at least got half a chance. We've been comrades, the leader and one of the whms in the shell. We never talked much, though she did see my mog house a while back.” She shook her head sadly. “It's got to be me. Alone.” Elizara shivered a little inside, knowing Northy could be really nice but also had a tough side.(Elizara had seen more of the tough side, so she didn't quite know what to expect.) She went to go find the broom. It didn't take long to sweep up, and she also made sure to hug her moogle as way of apology for scaring it.

She then told her friends to stay in her room for a moment while she checked this out.
Quorenth said, “Good luck!”
“Thanks.” She walked down the hall, tracking the crying and gathering her courage. If how Lucious and Gelderelk felt when they were reborn, but without their original names, is any indication, she's all torn up inside, and they both handled it in their own way. Losing your name does that to a person, in my experience, because you're losing a part of your identity. I'm glad Nymphadora saved mine, I don't know what I would of done if I'd lost it. Prolly worse than just wrecking my room...

She had trouble telling which of two rooms the crying was coming from for a moment; then she removed her turban. (it didn't muffle sound..much.. but it did keep her ears from moving around too freely) After that, she found it. She put her turban back on, then drew a deep breath, then rapped on the door.

“Who...who's there?”

“It's Elizara, Northy..”

“That...that's not my name anymore...it's..”

Elizara tapped one booted toe on the floor and mentally crossed her fingers at the same time. “I don't care what the blazes it changed to, though I know what it is. Howitzer rule, remember? You're still Northy to me though.”

“But...”

“No buts. I know who ya still are inside, that's what counts to me. You're not the first to lose their name...I have two friends who had worse than this..got totally reborn, but they also lost their names in the process.” Elizara knew Northy/Kimina wouldn't have known.

“Who?”

“Gelderelk for one, he used to be Heimdall...I still call him “Heim” as a nickname out of habit. Then there is Lucious. You might recognize his old name from something Scion said...he was Juvian...”

There was a cry of surprise, though Elizara could still tell Northy was upset. She put her hand on the door. “Northy...you're not alone. Never alone. I'm here, and I feel your pain tho my name did not change... “

There were some hesitant footsteps, and then the door slowly opened. There Kimina stood, her ears drooping. (She was ninja at the moment, with her hard won Kikoku by her side.) Elizara reached up and carefully gave her a scritch behind the ears (that earned a sad purr) then gave her a pat on the back. I'd hug her if I knew her better but, rather not go TOO far. Heck, if it was Sivara, I'd hug her, even though she'd prolly not really like it..

Elizara's friends saw that and started coming down that way, to Kimina's surprise since she didn't know Eli had visitors. As Elizara made introductions, she thought: Well, what a way for this to begin. I hope this is a sign of things to come...that even though it may be rough at first, that we'll all work out our differences and get along...

 

[Stine]

Read the rest of it just now. Great job. The broken pearls made me sad.

 

[aurelea]

This is such awesome work. The creativity that goes into writing these fics using your own memories is astounding and its totally refreshing.

 

[Elizara]

Thank you! BTW, my site is finally back up. RAWR. It's in my profile; the mail form is still not operational but we'll get that back up tomorrow or Saturday, but that's very minor. It's here. (That's a redirect url but I keep it updated.)

...I'll HTML that newest one soon as I can. ^^