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[attr="class","wensday"] Blinded by curiosity, Gau couldn't help but check on the dead body. Unfortunately, that meant paying no mind to the shards of glass and wood that littered the ground. No sooner had he reached the corpse than keeled over in pain, falling against the hole-ridden body as if it were an old and trusted friend. Here he stopped to pick out the splinters and lick the blood off his freshly lacerated feet. Perhaps, while he was here, he would loot the corpse as well.
He had only just met G'raha and Cissnei, but now he knew that they'd had the right idea; not only to have worn shoes, but to look where they were going. How was it, though, that they could contain themselves in an unfamiliar place that was perfect for, as Gau would put it, "'sploring?"
He couldn't hold a train of thought for long; his throbbing soles and the blank, slit stare of the dead body wouldn't let him think of anything but pain... pain and fear, perhaps. All he could do was riffle through his pouch of herbs, looking for something to quell the bleeding. Marigolds. Where were the marigolds? Did he have any horsetail? Both plants were good for chewing into a poultice to stop the bleeding... but did he have any? Did he miss any bits of glass? And how would he get out? Maybe he could activate his Ghost rage, so he could hover...
That's it! For once, if ever, Gau had a good idea! He closed his eyes, shrugged off the pain, and before he knew it, he was levitating one or two feet off the ground! Sure, he was still in mild pain and caked in a mix of red and purple blood, but now he could navigate without further cutting himself. He wanted to go and alert G'raha, but he wasn't allowed to be out of a honestly, who would take advice from a hovering blood gremlin? All he could do was float around, search the corpse for anything useful, and try not to look him in the eye...
And of course, there was Cissnei, who seemed like she had something to do with this whole mess.
Promise Me You'll Take me on your next Adventure. A Journey. Together. That's all I ask.
G'raha was startled out of his investigation as the small ball of energy known as Gau bound past him and down the stairs. "Gau!" he yelled but the child had already gone too far ahead. G'raha raced after him as the foul stench attacked his senses but he perservered as his stomach churned and he once more fleetingly thought on if they had eaten or not. The light of his crystaline shield shone in the dark, and G'raha was taken aback to see Gau curled up with some creature. "Gau!" He exclaimed rushing forward only for the child to start levitating before him. He blinked in surprise for a moment before poking the serpent like body with his sword. No it was truly dead.
After making sure the corpse was truly and wholly dead, G'raha concentrated his energy pointing his sword and shield upwards as he concentrated his energies into his healing powers instead. In a flash of light, the crystalized light became a white mage's cane, and G'raha set about walking over to the floating child. "Now, now," he tutted concentrating his energies. Gau would feel the bleeding stop as he cast an Esuna on the boy followed by a Cure II. "There now, that should feel much better," he cooed although he made sure to look Gau straight in the eye. "Next time you need wait, so I-we can make the room is void of danger such as broken glass, okay Gau?" With the rhetorical question, G'raha smiles and his ears wiggled before he set about examining the corpse more.
G'raha hmmed over the creature. Neither Au'Ra or dragon kin it seemed as would have been his first thought, but his thoughts soured as he remembered the genetic mutations text they had discovered earlier. "It seems that book was more than speculation, Cissnei. Best be on our guard," he said tensely and more pointed at Cissnei than the floating boy," We know not if this is the only one of such creature, and based on the multiple wounds I dare say they are not ones for reason and conversation." Still he looked at the holes riddled through it and the stabbed he reached down and picked up a relatively clean casing. "I'm no machinist or gunbreaker, but I do know that ecah gun uses it's own bullets. Perhaps if we can find any smoking guns or someone versed in them we can find out who killed the creature." He mused holding it up to the light of his crystal crook before holding it up for Cissnei.
Looking about he noticed a door on the far side of the room. He stepped away from the two for a moment holding his crook out as he placed his energies back into making his weapon a sword and shield. "I believe we should secure this floor. Make sure there are no survivors or creatures trapped down here." He creeped to the door by the hallway before turning back to them. "I know not what danger may lie ahead, but by my sword I shall vow to protect as best as I can. If you feel that safety lie above, please I'd ask you two go together." He turned steeled himself and began to open the hallway door slowly.
[attr="class","infoNotes"]Whaaaaat. I just work here.
[attr="class","crashLyrics"]Servants and Suspects
[attr="class","crashBody"] Ah. Cissnei hated when her intuition bit at her and yet she could not quite lay a finger on what it was that bothered her so. But if she had been here before, then she must have been with Emma. The bullet holes seemed to be enough proof of that. Or she was just getting the willies because she remembered cleaning up after Hojo’s escaped lab experiments in the Shinra building. In a way, it gave the same vibe. [break][break] But this certainly didn’t feel like a clean up job. After all, the mess was still here. [break][break] There was no time to contemplate the scuffle when someone else was rushing to their doom in the basement. [break][break] The sight took her aback. Part of her expected a refurbished science lab in the basement. Or perhaps a makeshift morgue. It was nothing but an ordinary food cellar. [break][break] Well, almost ordinary, except for the inhuman corpse that littered it. Cissnei could feel the pang of guilt prick the back of her neck, but she bit it back. The guy probably deserved it. Turks didn’t typically act out like this without a reason. They were probably assaulted by it. [break][break] Her eyes fell to the kid. He seemed unaffected by the sight and more so by his injuries. She gave a soft sigh, but before she could even help him, G’raha was there with his white magic. And was Gau floating now? She rubbed an eye, but it seemed so. Cissnei was beginning to swear that the benefits of this party was not enough for her to stay much longer. [break][break] She crouched beside the corpse, the glass and dried food crunching beneath her boots. Well, she could enjoy a snack while she was here. [break][break] Cissnei hummed her agreement with G’raha that yes, it was indeed more than speculation. She placed her lantern on a box to keep the darkness at bay. Though Cissnei said nothing at who the killer of the creature may be. Emma was her partner and she would never rat her out. Or herself. And if Emma was in the same boat as them, she doubted she would recall what happened with their current memory fog. “I’m less interested in who killed it, than I am who made it the way it was.” [break][break] She began to look over the creature. “You can secure the floor.” Though she had a feeling it was already secured. “I’ll take a closer look here.” The blood and the scaled skin appeared to be the same as upstairs. The method of death did not match what the killer did to the host. Though, it did not rule out that perhaps the killer simply used a different method. She observed the creature more closely, looking for any brand or scraps of identity. Who was the creature? And how did he become this way? And what method was used?
The body is clearly inhuman -- or it is at the moment. The muscles show signs of stress. Bits of human skin still hang off the joints, holding on like a persistent scab. While it wears no clothes, a single boot still covers its right foot. Or half-covers, anyway. Its clawed toes have burst straight through, turning it into a kind of leather sandal.
The hallway is as dark as the food cellar. Five doors line it, three open. The one directly across leads to a servants’ lounge. The furniture here is smashed. Wood splinters cover the floor. The wallpaper has been ripped as though by a hand of claws. Scraps of torn fabric are scattered about. Servants’ clothes. Or what’s left of it anyway.
There’s a body roughly smashed into a bookcase along the central side. It is still human.
Down the hall, there’s a metallic clang and then a strained sound as though something is trying to speak through broken vocal cords. Another crash. Another shriek. It echoes hauntingly through the darkness.
The sound comes from the armory where racks of platemail and longswords line the walls. From the shadows, a lumbering monster hulks at over eight feet tall. It sounds pained, confused as it bumbles about, knocking over the armored sets as it goes. It hasn’t noticed you.
[attr="class","mini"]and only the moon calms his soul
[attr="class","nighty"] Gau
[attr="class","wensday"] With a little bit of crystal magic from G'raha, the stinging sensation subsided, and no more blood poured from Gau's once-wounded feet. The feral youth thanked his feline friend in the most sincere way he could: he nuzzled up against him.
"Mwrr... thanks, Mr. Kitty!"
"Next time you need wait, so I-we can make the room is void of danger such as broken glass, okay Gau?"
"Okies." Gau nodded, eyes as bright as if nothing had happened, before going back to inspecting the corpse.
Secure the floor. This was an easy enough command. Make sure everything was safe. And stay with Cissnei. Make sure he himself was safe. And as far as he knew, everything was safe. Nothing could possibly hurt him here. Snif. This body smells funny. Snifsnif. Has it been... mutated? Upon closer inspection, it seems it's been... "Transformed...?"
Those claws, sharp and sickle-like... they reminded him of his friend, Terra, when she transformed, metamorphosed into something... inhuman. Something... like him.
He lifted the demi-human's hand and held his own against its palm, his own claws far smaller than the beast's, but still there. For a while, only frightened gasps and quiet breaths escaped him as he came to the realization...
What if he was one of them?
He couldn't get too deep in thought before a crash and an almost-human sound startled him. And if his senses served him right, it was coming from...
"There!" In a rush, he nyoomed (for lack of a better word) over to the door. "Cissnei! Mr. Kitty! Somethin' happen! We should go 'vess-ta-gate!" He had barely known these two, but he'd be damned if he let them get hurt. They were part of the pack now. He trusted them. Even if he might end up being the one to lead them to their ends...
And so he waited for them to follow, like the faithful little hound he was.
Promise Me You'll Take me on your next Adventure. A Journey. Together. That's all I ask.
G'raha nodded to Cissnei as she chose to investigate the scene at hand. "Very well, I very well can't leave matters half explored in the search for answers," he mused more to himself as he made his way out into the dark hallway. "Stay behind me if you follow along, Gau for we know not what the other rooms hold." Still as he walked into the hallway, the rinigng of metal was the only thing that caused his ears to perk up and he steeled himself to go find the source.
"Stay back," He warned brandishing his shield of light just in case Gau had to decided to follow him instead of staying with Cissnei as he followed the noise down the hall. The metallic thrashing and guttural noises sounded that of pain instead of rage, so G'raha thought to take a different approach. If the theory that this was not simply rabid beasts and instead biological experimentations, then perhaps there was still a voice of reason inside of the creatures, something humane and able to be spoken too. He approached the room cautiously opening the door slowly.
G'raha walked in seeing the shadow of the creature thrash about in the dark. "Hello!" He called out entering the room his shield held out just in case of the worst. "Please, I come bearing no ill will, and do not intend to cause you harm." He lowered the sword pointing it towards the ground to follow through on his words. "Please, I want to help. If you will let me heal your wounds, then we can figure this out together." He stood his ground as the creature threw more armor around making sure not to flinch or show fear instead holding out a hand of compassion.
[attr="class","infoNotes"]Splitting up the party never hurt anyone...
[attr="class","crashLyrics"]Servants and Suspects
[attr="class","crashBody"] Cissnei studied the body more. It gave her flashbacks of the horrors of Shinra and their inhuman experiments. And still, this one was different. This one held no humanity left. Even the shoe was indiscernible now. It seemed there was nothing more she could glean from this ghastly scene. Nor would she learn how the circumstances on how came to be here by staring at it. [break][break] While Gau and G’raha went to deal with the disturbance outside, she checked the shelves in the cellar to make sure they were well...food. At first glance, it had appeared so, but she wanted to.... [break][break] Simply waste time until Gau and G’raha had moved on without her. Once they had made it a little down the hall, she left her lantern on the shelf. Unlike the other two who had senses enough to help them move about in the dark, her human eyes could not do such a thing. She used the faint lantern light to move to the doorway that led to the dark hallway. What a mess it was. [break][break] As her two search group companions focused on the commotion coming from the armory, she snuck out behind them once they were thoroughly occupied. She held no light as she felt her way along the opposite wall and stalked into the opposite direction. She reached into her coat and removed a pen light. Her fingers felt the edge of the door frame for the servants' bath. [break][break] She pressed a shoulder along the door frame and quickly flashed her light inside. Just enough to give her a quick glimpse. Maybe disorient someone in there. She waited to see if there was a response to her flash - none, friendly, or hostile - before she would enter.
The servants’ bath shows clear signs of a fight. The porcelain sink has been smashed in. The mirror is shattered. There’s blood smeared on the tiles. There are no signs of either the culprit or the victim, however. Clearly something happened in this basement. Something terrible.
The monster throws a metal helm at G’raha, and it clanks against the opposite wall, causing more suits of armor to crash to the ground. It raises its club-like arms to attack, but then pauses as G’raha speaks. Its twisted brow furrows. Confusion strikes its wild eyes. Then it makes a horrible groaning noise, stumbling back and grasping at its throat. It crashes into more sets of armor, strewing them aside as it loses balance and falls to the ground, making its strange croaking noises of confusion and pain.
Where the armor has fallen on the back wall, there is a switch previously hidden behind it. It can easily be pulled like a lever and appears to be stuck halfway. Light revealing the sets of armor reveals many symbols and emblems set within the chest plates. They are all of different animals.
Pulling the switch causes a sound like grinding gears from the servants' quarters before the bookshelf along the far wall clicks. The weight of the body sprawled over it has kept it in place, but it manages to swing open by less than an inch. Inside is sheer darkness.
[attr="class","mini"]and only the moon calms his soul
[attr="class","nighty"] Gau
[attr="class","wensday"] Must follow Mr. Kitty. Mr. Kitty protects. Mr. Kitty knows what's going on.
Silently floating a few feet behind G'raha, Gau kept his eyes and ears alert. When at last he knew the ground was safe, he landed silently.
"Stay back," G'raha commanded him, summoning a bright shield of light so as neither of them would get hurt. Seeing as that was probably the best option, Gau slunk back as his feline guardian led the way. He didn't know what that thing was, but he recognized its cries as cries of agony. Could it be that deep within the hearts of these poor creatures, there was something... human? Some shred of sanity, wishing to claw its way out?
How long before he himself lost that shred?
It wasn't long before he caught sight of the monster. Tall as a young tree it was, and very likely scared. Pulled from its roots, forced to grow twisted in this unfamiliar soil. Gau didn't have long to look at it, though, before dodging the helm it threw in his general direction with a startled yelp.
And then... everything was quiet.
Everything was quiet as G'raha attempted to reason with the thing. And from its sounds, Gau knew it understood.
"Yeah. We friends. Not hurt you - wait, no, no hurt yourself!"
Something seemed to have stricken the creature as it grasped at its throat, roaring in pain, and fell with a crash into the armor. It was still in pain, the poor thing... could it ever cease? Could he, perhaps, ease its pain?
On silent hands and feet, Gau padded over to the monster. All he could do was reach out a trembling hand and whisper to it...
"You n' me... same. Both human, but not human."
There was something... something new he hadn't noticed. Curious crimson eyes turned towards the once-hidden switch. What did it do, and where did it lead? He couldn't help but wonder... but he couldn't leave the poor thing where it was. "'S gonna be okay." He gave it a sincere smile. "We'll come back n' check on you. Stay safe, okay?"
With a final wave, he made his way to the back wall, pulled the switch, and the bookshelf revealed the secret passage behind it... well, about an inch of the secret passage. All he could do was stare into the abyss beyond, and wonder...
If only there was some harmless way to move the body aside...
Promise Me You'll Take me on your next Adventure. A Journey. Together. That's all I ask.
G'raha kept himself steady even as the monster chucked things past his head. His ears did pluck up as Gau crawled closer to the being, but he stayed himself from calling out or distracting him. Not human? G'raha looked at the boy with s amall amount of confusion seeing as though a bit eccentric and wild, he hadn't thought to think of him as anything but. Still it was in this compassion the child showed to something so frightening and yet similar that G'raha saw the boy's humanity shine through. G'raha took a step forward lowering his weapons and nodding. "Indeed, let me try to assuage your fears," He smiled in the dim light before closing his eyes and concentrating.
"I only pray I've the strength to heal as well as a friend of mine," he nodded as the sword and shield in his hand glew and blinked into a cane. He concentrated his being into his cane feeling into his own personal aether as he cast a Benediction on the creature. He gasped falling down to his knee his hands trembling as he held onto his weapon. "Of course, he would me it look as if it took nothing out of him," he mumbled more to himself with a sight laugh as he took a a few deep stabilizing breaths remembering as the Warrior of Light seemingly effortlessly healed his comrades in the thick of things. A soft smile graced his lips as he looked over to the creature hoping that his wounds had been fully healed, that he was proficient enough in his study of the white magicks.
His attention was broken as the click of a bookshelf began to twirl. "Gau?" he asked as he saw the boy prod over to the new entrance. He was beginning to suspect there were more secrets than he would ever figure out in one night going on about the manor. He was torn, on the one who knew what manner of dangers or secrets this new passage held, but he also needed to be here just in case the monster would be able to converse. "I feel like trying to keep you in one place is like trying to hold water in my hands," he mused at Gau tilting his head with a soft smile. "If you do go explore, just promise that you'll come back at any sign of danger? And to not rip up anything that looks important, but to bring it straight to me? I need to regain my strength after using such powerful magicks." He chuckled a bit his breath still a bit deeper than normal.
