Syvea's Journey

As Syvea said goodbye to Julius, she walked out into the night to begin her journey. Something was calling to her to go alone. She had a feeling most would be angry with her but, she had to do this. She felt like she had something to prove. Prove what? She could not explain. Something was pulling her away from the Complex she called home. < I hope the others won’t be too mad at me. Who am I kidding... Of course, they'll be mad. Goodbye hai ya gn'bthnknyth. Mgep meet ephaii ahhai yar ah right ng Y' ephaifeel little ahog whole.> She stops and turns around, staring at the lights that were placed around the base. She clutches at the golden locket Julius had given her, she stands there for some time debating whether or not to go back and bring Julius on this journey. She decided against it, something was telling her she needed to go alone. A final test of sorts, testing her to see if becoming an alchemist was worth being exiled here. She tears her gaze away, a tear falls down her cheek onto the locket. She picks up the pace and a feeling guiding her towards the shattered springs. Translation: Goodbye hai ya gn'bthnknyth. Mgep meet ephaii ahhai yar ah right ng Y' ephaifeel little ahog whole = Goodbye, for now, my heart. Before meet again when time is right then I will feel a little more whole.

She places her hands on her knees, her chest rising and falling from running through the night to make out the shattered springs. <Ahagl ymg' ah mgulnah ya? ahf' ymg' ah?> She thinks, wiping the sweat off her brow. The morning fog hasn’t lifted from the Shattered Springs. She looks around to see if there was anything there that would point her in the right direction. She carefully climbed down and began to look in the springs. <Glad I have a mask against this poisonous gas, I would be screwed.> As she kept an eye out, she didn’t notice a rocknose beneath the ground staring at her. Calculating her, trying to determine if she was an easy meal. Thinking to itself screw it, the rocknose popped out of the ground like a pop tart with a kisses herloud roar. Syvea looks over her shoulder, her eyes go a smidge wide, < R'luhhor damnt h'! really! hai!! ahh?! ahh ya!! ahh hai!? gnaiigof'n ot bitch! Y' sear l' whatever deity ah listening, fahf ah nafl funny! screw ymg'!> She begins to run, she runs past more and her annoyance begins to increase. Skidding to a halt, she turns to face the mini group of rocknoses. She draws her starmetal claws out, taking a stance, glaring at the oncoming attack.

As they get closer she runs towards them, slashes and dashing, bobbing in and out of reach. She gets cut a few times and after 20 minutes of fighting five-rock noses they all fall. She falls to her knees, the claws making a clattering sound as they hit the ground. Her chest rising and falling from the adrenaline rush. She gets back up on shaky legs, wiping the blood from a cut on her cheek. < R'luhhor mgvulgtlagln rocknoses. Ahh h' ah nilgh'riyar mgep l' ah rocknoses llll cahff shugnahh?? ahh nafl nilgh'rinah little bunny? noooooo h' mgep l' ah r'luhhor mgvulgtlagln rocknoses!> She kicks one of their dead bodies, not hard enough to hurt just enough to make herself feel better. <What an excellent way to begin.. Ok Exiled Lands bring it!> She looks at the sky, glaring daring the lands to make their move. After dealing with the rock noses, she gets the feeling she needs to head southeast towards Sepermeru. Translation: \*Ahagl ymg' ah mgulnah ya? ahf' ymg' ah?= Where are you sending me? who are you? \*R'luhhor damnt h'! really! hai!! ahh?! ahh ya!! ahh hai!? gnaiigof'n ot bitch! Y' sear l' whatever deity ah listening, fahf ah nafl funny! screw ymg'! = God damnt it! Really! Now!! Why?! WHY ME!! WHY NOW!? Son of a bitch! I swear to whatever deity is listening, this is NOT FUNNY! SCREW YOU! \*R'luhhor mgvulgtlagln rocknoses. Ahh h' ah nilgh'riyar mgep l' ah rocknoses llll cahff shugnahh?? ahh nafl nilgh'rinah little bunny? noooooo h' mgep l' ah r'luhhor mgvulgtlagln rocknoses!= God damn rocknoses.. Why does it always have to be rocknoses with these lands?? Why not some little bunny? NOOOOOO IT HAD TO BE GOD DAMN ROCKNOSES!

Making her way to Sepermeru she stops at the entrance to catch her breath ad takes a sip of her water skin. <Why did I think wearing black would be such a good idea? It is too hot in the flipping desert!> She walks through the front entrance, looking at the many people there selling things or trying to cause trouble. As she passed a small alleyway a group of relic hunters followed her, she glanced back. They would act like they weren’t following her, she put her hand on the claws on her hips. She increased the pace to a slow jog, letting whatever force guide her. The group still following her, she hears a cry come from behind her. She lets out a frustrated sigh, she starts to climb the nearest building. The group shout at her and follow her as well, <oh come on!> She scurries up the wall and begins to jump from rooftop to rooftop. She gets to a cluster of buildings and finds a small alcove behind them, going into the little hideout she sits down. She buries her head into her knees at the group of men pass her, shouting at one another. Demanding they find her, what for she didn’t know nor did she want to find out.

She sat there for a few hours, catching her breath and calming her mind. Her stomach rumbling, she grabs an apple from her pouch and munches on it. After eating a little bit of food, she looks around, spotting a chest. She crawls over to it and opens it, taking a parchment out she makes out the words, alchemy, and explosives. She lets out a loud joyous call, quickly covering her mouth her hand and curls into a ball waiting to see if anyone heard her. Seeing as no one has found her she got up dusted herself off and left her hiding place, leaving nothing but an apple core resting on the chest. She looks at the sky and sees the sun beginning to set. She quickly moves away to find a spot to set up a bedroll for the night. Getting on a high point where not many would see where she is, decides to sleep for the night. As she slept she kept hearing, many different voices plaguing her through the night, <Ah'ehye bug. Don't ahhainah mgyogor. Ymg' ahnythor finish fahf. Nilgh'ri ephaiah llll nafl if ymg' fail>. <Bug back wgah'nagl. Ymg''re failure Iiahe alchemist. Y' don't kadishtu ahh Y' decided l' ahmggoka s'uhn llll ymg'. Ymg' ahor't n'ghftephai ah'ehye simple nnnkadishtuor, ahh ymg' ah l' ilyaa ah vulgtmnahor alchemist?> < F'll nilgh'ri ymg' epgoka, ymg' kadishtu cahf right? if ymg' ahor't ah mgmnahn' f''ll throw ymg' yog. H' ymg' ephaiepgoka. H' ahnythor, ymg' deserve l' ah mguh'e. H' ahnythor mgep ymg' mgepah cahf mgepah'mglw'nafh goka nnnkadishtuor back nafl other>

Translations: Ah'ehye bug. Don't ahhainah mgyogor. Ymg' ahnythor finish fahf. Nilgh'ri ephaiah llll nafl if ymg' fail. = Keep going. Don't slow down. You must finish this. All will be for not if you fail. bug back wgah'nagl. Ymg''re failure Iiahe alchemist. Y' don't kadishtu ahh Y' decided l' ahmggoka s'uhn llll ymg'. Ymg' ahor't n'ghftephai ah'ehye simple nnnkadishtuor, ahh ymg' ah l' ilyaa ah vulgtmnahor alchemist? = Go back home... You're a failure as an alchemist...I don't know why I decided to accept a pact with you. You can't even keep a simple book, how do you expect to be a better alchemist? f''ll nilgh'ri ymg' epgoka, ymg' kadishtu cahf right? if ymg' ahor't ah mgmnahn' f''ll throw ymg' yog. H' ymg' ephaiepgoka. H' ahnythor, ymg' deserve l' ah mguh'e. H' ahnythor mgep ymg' mgepah cahf mgepah'mglw'nafh goka nnnkadishtuor back nafl others. = They'll all leave you, you know that right? If you can't be useful they'll throw you out. HE will leave you. He should, you deserve to be alone. It should have been you that died giving the book back not the others.

Syvea jolts awake, the voices never-ending. The small positive voice kept trying to be louder but was drowned out by the others. <I know he deserves better...I keep asking why he chose me.. he doesn't need someone who is so damn broken. He needs someone who is normal or just not me. I-I do love him.> She fiddles with the golden locket he gave her, she lifts up over her head and opens it to read the poem he had written her. As she reads it, tears would form and some would fall down her cheeks. She rubs them away with one hand, folding the paper up and packing her stuff she moves onto the next point in her journey. She makes her way out but, not before running into the group that was looking for her previously. She hears shouting and runs Southeast towards. Not wanting to deal with their bullshit, they follow her to The Unnamed City. Seeing some skelly boys she heads straight for them, the relic hunters intercept the skelly boys. She smirks as she continues to run into the city. Looking at the sky it has gotten a bit darker, getting a shiver down her back she looks around and sees Undead Monstrosity, cocking its head to each side. Studying her. <Ah hell!!! Not again!!>

She bolts, which makes the creature follow roaring alerting others in the nearby area. With a squeaking scream, she books it trying to find somewhere to hide. Spotting a small space, she wedges herself in where she watches as the animated skeletal system rushes past. Placing a hand over her beating heart, she peeks her head out and sees the coast is clear. She crawls out and dusts herself off, looking around and getting the feeling to keep moving. She rubs her temples, trying to stave off a headache. She takes time to explore the city, running away from creatures. Almost getting clawed at and bitten. Looking towards the sky that has gotten much darker, the city began to feel colder. She rubs her arms to try and keep warm. Finding a place under a broken-down bridge, she sets up her tent in the corner furthest away from the entrance. She hunkers down for the night, she doesn’t get much sleep because of the noises and sounds that are heard. Moans, seething, clattering, and chattering of their jaws noise heard through the night.

Waking up to the same moans, clattering, and chirping noise. She puts her hands on her back and stretches, grabbing some seeds to eat. She pops them in her mouth, She breaks camp down leaving nothing but footprints in the sand. She makes her way deeper into the city. She moves further south, as she does so the feeling of something constricting around her heart and throat begin to take effect. She tries to calm her nerves down. The sense of dread filling her entire body, something still nudging at her to continue the way she is going. Needing to get to a higher vantage point she climbs, once she is on a high enough spot she looks around. She almost jumps backward off the ledge she is on, less than a few feet away is a dragon. Its head is as big as the prison wagon back at home and its body is as long as one of the stone claws in God's Claw. She shimmies along the ledge till she is around the corner, and looks back around the corner at the dragon, <mgvulgtlagln mgvulgtlagln damn mgvulgtlagln damn mgvulgtlagln double mgvulgtlagln damn. Really?! llll nog!!!!! ahh h' ah mgep l' ah r'luhhor mgvulgtlagln dragon!!!!!!!!!!> She leans her head against the wall getting the courage to run past the huge giant lizard that can breathe fire. She takes a deep breath, darts around towards the dragon, seeing a chest opens it grabs the scroll and runes. The dragon, seeing the little prey dart for its treasure chest takes a deep breath and lets out a breath of fire, singed the top of her turban. Syvea lets out a loud girlish shriek, trying to outrun a massive dragon.

She sees a wall to climb, with a burst of speed jumps up to climb. As soon as she gets to the top of the wall and over the ledge, a wall of fire meets her back. The intensity of the fire gets her a little hot. She dives forwards to get away from the wall of flames. She lays on her back looking at the sky, feeling the scroll in her hand. She rolls it up and puts it in her satchel with the first scroll. <Seriously! What or who is telling me to do this?!> She closes her eyes, letting herself take a small nap after all the running she did. After some time she wakes up stretching to get any kinks out of her back. She hears a small voice, “Got l' ahagl desert ng gn'thgorrog meet. High llll ledge ah ahagl ymg' need l' ep bug” She thinks, <Really? This has got to be the stupidest thing I have ever done!>

Translation: mgvulgtlagln mgvulgtlagln damn mgvulgtlagln damn mgvulgtlagln double mgvulgtlagln damn. Really?! llll nog!!!!! ahh h' ah mgep l' ah r'luhhor mgvulgtlagln dragon!!!!!!!!!! =damn damn damn damn damn damn double damn damn. Really?! COME ON!!!!! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE A GOD DAMN DRAGON!!!!!!!!!! Got l' ahagl desert ng gn'thgorrog meet. High llll ledge ah ahagl ymg' need l' ep bug = Got to where the desert and jungle meet. High on a ledge is where you need to go next.

Making her way to where the desert meets the jungle she paces. <Got l' ahagl desert ng gn'thgorrog meet. High llll ledge ah ahagl ymg' need l' ep bug.> She mimics sarcastically to herself, < Cahf hafh soooooooo much! ahagl ah l' ehyeeog ledges llll cahf description! ahor Y' ahlloigehye get something easy! something cahf won't ah'gotha ng ah'n'gha ya!> She yells in frustration, she kicks a few stones and watches them tumble over the edge. She plops on the ground, crossing her legs and setting her hands facing upwards towards the sky, she closes her eyes and takes a few deep breaths. For a few hours, she meditates every once in awhile her thoughts go back to Julius. <I-I hope I haven’t him hurt too bad.> A twinge of pain and guilt begins to eat at her. <I have to get this done quickly!> she looks over across the trees that lead into the jungle. <I hope this one will be easier to get…> Not knowing someone was tracking her down to bring her stupid ass home. Translations: Got l' ahagl desert ng gn'thgorrog meet. High llll ledge ah ahagl ymg' need l' ep bug. Cahf hafh soooooooo much! ahagl ah l' ehyeeog ledges llll cahf description! ahor Y' ahlloigehye get something easy! something cahf won't ah'gotha ng ah'n'gha ya! = Got to where the desert and jungle meet. High on a ledge is where you need to go next. That helps soooooooo much! There are so many ledges with that description! Can I please get something easy! Something that won't try and kill me!

The next morning she makes her way down the ledge towards the jungle. She is guided through the Silkwood, hearing chittering and scurrying she shivers. <Hate those things... Annoying little buggers.> She tries to keep an eye out for any with eight-legged creatures scurrying about. She hears chittering behind her and picks the pace up. Not noticing where she was headed, she ran into a HUGE ASS HAIRY SPIDER! She landed on her ass with a thump, she looked up, going quite pale, she-crab walks back QUICK! Scrambling to get up she hears a loud screech. That screech was a signal to all the other little spawns of satan to come and kill. She gets up runs, out of the silkwood, and towards the Booty Bay screeching, “Llll nog! r'luhhor mgvulgtlagln gnaiigof'n ot bitch!!!!!! spiders!!!!!! Y' hate ymg' guys l' much!!!!! Y' ah l' bug nog back geb ng fm'latgh fahf whole agl ymg' dumb little suckers!!!!” She runs out of the woods for a while the spiders still chase her. She runs towards the Pirate infested shipyard. She keeps running long after the chittering and skittering have stopped. Looking back she tripped over a rock on the beach, humbling head over boots and landing on her stomach. Dazed a little bit, two men come rushing towards her, scrambling to get up. She rushes past them and climbs up a rock wall with a small ledge she can hang out on.

The pirates below are yelling and cursing at her. They give her the stink eye before going back to their post. Letting out a sigh and swallowing she spits out some sand. “Bleg.” She grabs her water skin taking a LONG swig of water, swirling the water around she spits out the sand in her mouth. “Hate pirates… Hate sand.” She mutters, putting the water skin on her hip, she carefully makes her way down trying to avoid pirates. She hears, “Fahf way. Bug fahf way. Ymg' ah l' ahnnn ahf' ymg' ahmgr'luh” She remakrs back,”Fahf vulgtmnahor ah last r'luhhor mgvulgtlagln agl Y' ned l' ah! Y' ah sick ng tired ot running llll ya lw'nafh!!!!” She is nudged towards the ship in the middle fo the bay. <Really? It's there? Are you kidding me!> She groans inwardly but stubbornly makes her way to the devil’s den. Running and jumping into the water, she makes her way over to the rock formation and begins to climb. A few times she slipped and fell. She hit her knees and forehead against the rock. Biting back curses she finally makes her way up at the top. Crouching behind part of the rock, she peers around, not realizing the pirates knew she was there. Syvea saw the pirates were preoccupied with something else. Probably a raid or something, sneaking towards a table with some scrolls the voice whispered to her, “The ehye llll te gn'th'bthnkor seal. Cahf ah scroll ymg' ahnythor mggoka, lw'nafhnah ehye.” She looks around, seeing the pirates still occupied, quietly and slowly walks over to a table snatching it up. As soon she snatches it up she feels a stinging pain in her left side, she lets a gasp out. She puts both hands on her side, she falls to her knees.

“Look at what we got 'ere lads, a little stowaway. Stealin' from us, be we lass? That there been not a smart idea.” A deep voice said, gripping her throat. Syvea scratching at the hand on her throat, “Now what have you got there little mouse? One of my scrolls? Naughty little one aren't you? I will be taking that... Ouch, you bitch!” He dropped me as I kicked below the waist, I ran towards the edge of the highest platform, “There's nowhere fer ye to run, little mouse! come aft o'er 'ere like a jolly little lass an' I might be generous with ye.” She looked back at him and the very long drop. “Y' don't ahlloig l'. Ymg' ah nafl Iiahe scary Iiahe ya clan ph'nglui heimsgarar. Y' would ah naIIIIor ahog afraid ot f' than ymg'. F' mgep skills ymg' don't possess ngnah ahor n'ghftephai fhtagnnah obtaining ” She said with a smirk as she held the scroll between her teeth, as she took a step back plunging towards the sea below. She quickly grabs on to the side of the cliff, she grimaces as the wound is jostled. “Crap!” She sees a small ledge big enough to sit for a while. She got out some of the bandages she stored and began to wrap them around her middle. Seeing the darkening sky. She gets into the water, the seawater stinging her wound. She bites down on the scroll, to keep from screaming out and losing the scroll.

Making her way back to the beach, she sees no one on the beach and lays down with the water lapping at her backside. Catching her breath, she sees a long branch. She uses it as a walking stick. She slowly makes her way through the jungle along the ridges to the Upper staging area. Taking a few breaks she breaks for a patch of sand between The Eye That Never Closes and at the base of Black Galleon, setting up camp she lays down using her satchel as a pillow <I hope I am getting close to being done. I am SOOO dead! I will probably be never allowed to leave without a guard with me.> She groans, watching the night sky change. Her eyes begin to droop and her breath evens out. Translations: Llll nog! r'luhhor mgvulgtlagln gnaiigof'n ot bitch!!!!!! spiders!!!!!! Y' hate ymg' guys l' much!!!!! Y' ah l' bug nog back geb ng fm'latgh fahf whole agl ymg' dumb little suckers!!!! = COME ON! GODDAMN SON OF A BITCH!!!!!! SPIDERS!!!!!! I HATE YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!!!! I AM GOING TO COME BACK HERE AND BURN THIS WHOLE PLACE YOU DUMB LITTLE SUCKERS!!!!

Fahf way. Bug fahf way. Ymg' ah l' ahnnn ahf' ymg' ahmgr'luh = This way... Go this way.... You are close to what you seek. Fahf vulgtmnahor ah last r'luhhor mgvulgtlagln agl Y' ned l' ah! Y' ah sick ng tired ot running llll ya lw'nafh!!!!= This better be the last goddamn place I ned to be! I am sick and tired of running for MY LIFE!!!! The ehye llll te gn'th'bthnkor seal. Cahf ah scroll ymg' ahnythor mggoka, lw'nafhnah ehye = The one with te red seal... That is the scroll you must take, young one. Y' don't ahlloig l'. Ymg' ah nafl Iiahe scary Iiahe ya clan ph'nglui heimsgarar. Y' would ah naIIIIor ahog afraid ot f' than ymg'. F' mgep skills ymg' don't possess ngnah ahor n'ghftephai fhtagnnah obtaining = I don't think so. You are not as scary as my clan in Heimsgarar. I would be far more afraid of them than you. They have skills you don't possess or can even imagine obtaining.

Morning comes and Syvewa breaks down camp, continuing her journey. The voice gave her a dream to go towards the Volcano and that's where she will head to. Heading to the Black Galleon, she sets out towards the Boundary Spillway. Within that area, she spots a cave entrance and heads towards Teilth Isle. Taking a break she finds a settlement there, no one around to tell her what the settlement's name is so she continues on her way. She slowly makes her way to the snowy area, near a cave called Lockstone cave. The voice nudges her in the right direction. She rubs her arms as the temperature decreases avoiding the wildlife that's up there as best she can. She sees a cave and runs into it, The Highways is a cave system that connects the volcano to the snow north. Finding a spot to sit and rest awhile, sits on some old ruble, and takes a little nap. After a while she felt a nudge on her arm, waking up and looking at who nudged her. It was Kiba. Where Kiba is Vincent is surely not far behind. She looked over at Vincent and he looked PISSED!. <Vulgtmnah shit. Y' ph'nglui ah l' much trouble> She struggled to get up, using the ruble behind her, Vicent was PISSED!

“Are you Fucking mental? Are you mentally reatrded!? You don’t deserve Julius! To put a man that sees you as his world in such a state. SOMEONE WHO CAN’T FIGHT MIND YOU! Goes off on their own? For what? Selfish purposes. It would be one thing if you were single. Go do what you fucking want. Do you know how fucking lucky you are to find youself a man that does not look down on you as a woman? That does not abuse you but cherishes you? And you do NOTHING but spend your fucking tim in your gods damn lab. You won't even sleep in the same bed as him. And now you’ve done this? I witnessed your man cry from worry. He looked like a fucking mess.” Syvea looks away frustrated. She replies, “Do you think I don’t know that?! I keep wondering why he even chose me! I don’t try to spend all my time in the lab. We do spend time with each other. I know he can do better.. I have told him that he can do and should be with someone who odeon’t hides in a lab. Part of wanted to leave without telling ANYONE. I am glad he came in when he did . I promised him I would not leave again without telling him I would have loved for him to come along, I got a sense that this was a journey meant forme...E-ever since The Nameless has been nothing has made much sense…..I-I’ve been having dreams or whatever you want to call them telling me to come here...” She turned around facing away from him leaning against the rubble, “I-I'm trying to change no one BUT Julius has seen it. If I didn’t care about him I would not have said Yes to marrying him… I would not have followed him to Boundless peace nor stayed there with him.``

“Just because this journey is meant for you does not mean you need to go alone. That man, that man YOU married, mind you. You made that agreement. You said yes. You had a chance to say no.You should have asked him to go with you instead of going on on your own. How would you feel if he had a heart attack worrying about you? CHange isn;t something you do on your own. It is something that happens with the help of others. Change is manifested by others that care about you and support you. Not by yourself.” His tone is cold and hateful. Syvea wraps her arms around her middle, tears would form. She stays silent, biting her lip. She thinks, <Maybe I shouldn’t have ever gotten into alchemy… Should have beena devout or something. Seems alchemy has been nothing but trouble… G-Guess the the whole village of Sark was right….M-Master Kier Nadori should have turned me away...> Her thoughts go into a downward spiral of self loathing and hate. She feels a light stinging to her face, Vincent slapped her to get her out of her own head.

“That isn’t to say you can’t evolve as a person. But doing alone,,,, you might as well be alone. If it wasn’t for Eydis and Mina helping I wouldn’t be standing here right now.You say you don’t want to take what you have for granted but you do. I see the long nights you spend in your lab. When the sun goes down you should stop and spend the night with your love… We live in a world where one small thing can be catastrophic and everything you know and love can be taken from you in an instant. Are you going to be satisfied with your life if this happened? Are you satisfied with spending all your time focusing on your alchemy and not spending time with your husband? Sure you can do your work….. But put a fucking limit on it/ Life is fleeting.” Syvea lifts a necklace with a key or with shaking hands. She grabs one of his wrists, placing the key in the palm of his hand, curling his fingers around the key. She pushes his wrist back to him and wraps her arms around herself. “I-I j-just d-don’t really k-know how t-to ask-for help t-to change..W-When y-you b-been a-alone a-and t-told m-many negative t-things y-your whole l-life y-you being t-to b-believe it… Y-you f-feel y-you have t-to p-prove y-yourself...” Vincent was silent for a moment, “Believe me I know more about that than you think. Come time to come home. I will take no for an answer. And we are seeing Mina first thing.”

Syvea just stays silent and just follows Vincent home. Her mind racing, her side aching. The ride home was long and silent. He made her ride on the rhino, she was glad for the silent ride home. Once home Vincent goes looking for Mina and Syvea just sits on the Rhino not sure if she should get off or stay on. “You may come down now.” Vincent said Syvea moved down slowly, saying nothing and not looking anyone in the eye. She doesn;t want another lecture, she kinda wants the ground to just open up and swallow her. “So… Vincent has indicated you need help?” Mina said in a strictly even and neutral tone. Syvea nods, staying silent. “Well? Speak up. I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what you need.” “I-I don;t want t-to c-contine s-spending a-an u-unhealth a-amount o-of time i-in my lab...I-I g-gave V-Vincent m-my k-key t-to t-the l-lab.” Syvea is still not looking at anyone, trying to make herself look smaller. “Good. It's about time you started to realize that. I understand needing to do research, Syvea and I know sometimes we need to be very important urgently but that hasn’t happened for a while.” Her voice stern but so far still not angry, “Now there are going to be steps to this. Besides the key you will not have access to, you will also need to apologize to people... ” Her voice very sturn, “You will start with your HUSBAND!You have no idea how you have taken him and all he has to offer you for granted. Then you will apologize to Eydis, who Julius spoke with. Your disregard for your love has caused her great pain considering the things that have happened to her. And then you will make personal and VERBAL apologies to every other person in this clan as well, taking them for granted.”

Syvea’s tone was subdued and quiet, “C-Can I g-go t-to m-my r-room p-please?” “I am sure Julius will be pleased to see you have returned. I will see you tomorrow when you can start working on those apologies.” Syvea holds her side and quickly goes to their room. She quickly makes her way to the room and crawls onto Julius’s side grabbing his pillow and hides her face in it. Hearing a knock she gets up off the bed. She opens the door to find Mina there. “M-Mina?” Mina looked Syvea up and down. “Where are you hurt?” “M-My left side.” Syvea’s hand twitches as she tries to not hold her sides. “Go. I wanna see.Now” Mina points to the room. Syvea goes behind the curtain to take her shirt off. Mina bends down to examine the wound,“ Atleast Vincent knows what he's doing.” She said with some relief before taking out her skinning knife and slitting the bandages so she can see the wound. Syve stays silent and doesn’t comment on she knows the basics in first aid and bandages herself up. Mina bends down to examine the wound and gently probes it with her finders before pulling out the bandaging material she always carried on herand deftly bandaging the wound and straightening . Leveling a stern look at syvea, “How did this happen?” Syvea hisses a little when Mina pocked at the wound, “G-got t-to c-close t-trying t-to g-get a-an a-alchemy r-recipe.”

Mina folds her arms, “You can put your shirt back on. I can not do anything yet, as my connection to Wiccana is not strong enough at this time, possibly because I do not have a grove,” Her voice is flat and still stern, “And that is why what you did was foolish, Syvea. Mostly in that you did not take a guard with you at the very least. How many times have you said you are only barely learning to fight? And then you run off to do something dangerous? And now you are injured… you are lucky you did not make Julius a widower!” Her voice in with a slight snap. Syvea puts her shirt back on and she tries to think of something to say but says nothing instead. “As I thought. You gave no consideration to any of that, did you?” “N-no.” “Syvea I am very disappointed. You are not just barred from the lab, you are confined to the Complex until such time as I can heal you. There will be no arguments,”She taps Syvea in the center of her chest, jabbing her nail in a bit. “Until such time, I can heal that wound, you will NOT be doing ANYTHING that could lead you to be getting injured further. It’s that simple. I have no desire to be the one responsible for Julius’s broken heart.” “I-I w-wont l-leave t-the c-complex...V-Vincent a-and j-Julius a-are the o-only o-ons w-who have a k-key t-to m-my lab...” She says. <I know I'm a disappointment already. What new?> She thinks.

“Fine. Until then I expect you to me everyday for proper treatment of that woundand well as proper treatment for your other...issues.” She nods once and turns towards the door, “Get some food and sleep. Healers orders.” Syvea goes behind the privacy screen to get out of her clothing, She climbs into the tub to soak. She buries her head into her knees. She cleans up, gets dressed, she goes to try and find something to eat. Not finding anything of real value she grabs an apple and goes back to Julius’s side of the bed. She curls around his pillow, burying her head into his pillow, soft sob would fill the room. A voice pierced the sobs in the room, “Syvea?” She curls further into a ball, trying to look smaller. “Syvea..You’re home.. What happened?” Julius leans over and gently puts his hands on her in an effort to comfort her. Syvea pulls down the pillow a little, “i-I’m s-sorry..I-I didn’t take i-into a-acount h-how w-what i-I d-did w-would a-afefect y-you…” She grips the pillow, biting her lip. Julius was silent for a few moments, she felt a hand on her cheek, “Syvea...” Syve can’t look him in the eye, “I-I still d-don’t u-understand w-why y-you w-wanted t-to m-marry m-me? I-I s-spend a-an u-unhealthy a-amount o-of t-time i-in t-the l-lab. I-I l-leave aa-nd d-do t-things o-on mm-y o-own.. D-Disregarding o-others-feeling.. I-I d-don’t t-take i-in yy-our f-feelings i-into a-account…..” Syvea recites what others have said to her about her treatment towards julius.

“Syvea...Look at me.” Syvea looks up at Julius, eyes red with unshed tears. He rubs his thumb along her face wiping away the loose tears, he leans in very close to her face keeping his gaze on her eyes. Listening to breaths beneath her weeping, he knew what she needed. A moment passes by and at long last, he gently moves to give her a tender kiss. He hopes it will either sooth her crying heart or have it beat for love instead of heat and tears. He maintains the kiss for a bit then pulls back slightly whispering, “I married you because I love you...” “S-See,s l-like a-a mistake….Y-you d-don’t n-need a s-screw u-up l-like me...” Her mind replayed the words that have already been said, words that even shes thought about, “I-Im sorry...” She buries her head back into the pillow. Julius was again silent, she was waiting for him to get frustrated and just leave her. She knew she deserved to be alone. “Syvea…. Don’t you love me?” So much pain radiated through that one question. Part of me wanted to say no so he could forget about me, get someone new he could love but, she couldn;t deny that yes she did in fact love him. He made her not feel so alone or like a freak. He loved her for her not what she could do.

Syvea quickly looks up at him,“Y-yes..i-I do...I-i wouldn’t h-have w-wanted t-to get c-closer t-toyou…. I-I didn;t r-really l-let a-anyone e-else i-in my l-labs a-aside f-from y-you…..I-I just d-dont s-seem t-to treat l-like y-you d-deserve t-to b-be t-treated...” Tears would slip down her cheek staging his pillow. “Sweetheart…. Don;t let it get to yu. If you’ll allow me, I’d love to snuggle with you tonight.and if your feeling better in the morning we can stay here and talk about it, ok?” He said with a small smile. Syvea nodded her head, as she scooted back making room for him all the while still holding his pillow. Julius changed and got up on the bed with Syvea. “S-still s-sorry...I-I should h-have a-asked y-you to c-come i-instead o-of g-going o-on m-my o-own..” She buries her head into his chest. Julius hushes her, “Its ok… We’ll talk about it in the morning. Just know I don't want to be angry with you…. And I won’t be.” “Y-you s-should b-e a-angry a-t m-e...E-everyone e-else is a-and r-rightfully s-o....” Julius attempts to calm her down by rubbing her head and running fingers through her hair. Syvea moves her head to the side a little, “I g-gave V-Vincent t-t-the o-other key to my l-lab....O-only y-you and h--he h-have t-t-the c-copies,,,,” Julius quietly replies with “Mhmms” and moves his hand to gently rub her skin, trying to get her comfortable and relaxed again. Syvea continues to ramble about random things, “M-ina c-onfined m-e t-o t-t-the c-omplex until she c-an h-eal m-y s-ide” Her eyes stare up at the canopy. “Your side? Are you hurt?” Worry laced his voice. “A p-pirate g-ot me on m-y l-left s-side. Both m-ina-a-and v-incent c-hecked i-t o-ut. I d-o k-now b-basic ff-irst aid...D-didn't r-really say a-nything a-bout t-hat, nor d-did I c-correct M-Mina a-bout h-her c-comment o-n V-Vincent doing a g-good j-ojb on t-t-the w-raping.”

Julius hmms sympathetically and continues to give her comfort, knowing she’s got a lot on her mind and probably won't sleep. He finally gives in and decides to set the record straight with her, “Honey?” Syvea gives a Hmm, looking at him, “I love you.. And unless you kiss someone else to say the same to any other man, that will never change no matter what you do. It’s one thing to have a job or a calling to your talents… but even you can admit you need people in your life to capitalize on the talent and keep going when things are really bad. My life has changed when you hugged me at the volcano...that moment gave me my life's purpose, I saw in you a kind of happiness that no heaven could possibly give me. Was that ever constrained by your personality? Fuck no. Was I hurt when you left last night? Yes… but only because I couldn’t stop you the worst from happening to you...because I thought that could have been my last kiss.” “I tried to be careful as much as I could have.. I may not have a lot of training but, I know some... Maybe that's why The Nameless Mist hasn't spoken to me after the whole world ending thing...” She rambles on, laying her head on his chest. Julius didn’t comment on what she stated, he continued to caress her cheek. Wanting the tender moment with her to continue.

Syvea feeling the caresses, “D-id I s-ay t-hat o-ut loud?” She looks up at him. “Yeah...It’s ok.. You have a lot on your mind.” He said without any judgment. Syvea lets go of the pillow, bringing her hand to cup his face but stops before reaching his cheek. She quickly brings it back down to grip the pillow. She stares at the pillow, her mind racing with everything that's been said. She feels a kiss on her forehead, encouraging her to not hesitate and not be afraid. Syvea without looking up tries to find his hand so she can hold it, she eventually finds his hand and intertwines their hands. He gave her hand a mild squeeze as if to say, [Hello], his either hand continued to caress her cheek. Syvea squeezes his hand back, resting her forehead against his chest. She tries to concentrate on the skin to skin contact. The feeling of the hands being connected. How Julius continues to caress her cheek, the rise and fall of his chest, trying to calm her racing mind and the guilt eating at her. The silence stretches between the two until Julius starts to sing Come what May, being very particular with a certain phrase, “But I love you...until the end..of...time.” Syvea relaxes against him. Exhaustion taking over. Emotion, mental, and physical all crashing at her. She focuses on the singing instead of the thoughts swirling around her like a vortex. She feels Julius's thumb caress her hand.. Once he finishes singing he gives her a kiss on her forehead to remind her that he is hers forever. Syvea began to drift ogg, making a personal promise to try and do better. Julius snuggles her tight and goes quiet so they can both happily sleep. He is so happy to have her back that he doesn’t even think about tomorrow. END!(For now.....) Translations: Vulgtmnah shit. Y' ph'nglui ah l' much trouble. = Well shit... I am in So much trouble. ymg' ahor't epgoka hai! ymg' ah l' l' ahnnn ymg' zhro goal! = You can't leave now! You are SO close to your end goal!