New lifestyles. ...any issues? [Mature]

[WolfEnchantress]

"You just found them in a library?" She said incredulously. She somewhat compared it to finding a diamond in a pile of gravel, but on a larger scale. "And no one else could tell what they were..." She recalled being told about others seeing not the actual valuable books but something different. But if someone had just thrown them away, what would happen to them? Wasn't it the only copy in existence? He'd never said so, but she supposed it wasn't something that could really be assumed.

"So if they had been thrown out what would have happened to them?"

((Sure...how do you want to incorporate it?))

[Omio]

Len shrugged. "It's a living magic. Nobody can predict its ways at all, other than expect a result from a spell, and take the cost, whatever the cost might be - though you can't pay with what you do not have. If you think of us on this planet as pieces of a board game, it makes more sense." Like xaique. God, I haven't played that game in a long time. I'll probably get beat again, but what's life without loss, when all things, in total, are gain and loss?

A unicorn came up to the duo, limping before collapsing. One of the legs had been wounded by a trap, and bandaged, but it wasn't completely healed, and the bandage was in poor condition. A terrible first aid job, by anyone's standards.

Len spotted the unicorn, and blinked. "What the... ...Well, speaking of a Working, it looks as if business strolls our way. Don't touch the unicorn, Saira. We're celibate, but not chaste. I can't touch it either, but I can still work a Healing. You can identify plants, right?" And he went for his backpack, taking out the massive fold-out kit. "Willow, Ash, Yew... ...where are they...?"

[WolfEnchantress]

"As a board game? I suppose that -" Saira stopped speaking abruptly as the horse came into the clearing. No, not a horse. A horn extended from the middle of its forehead.

"A unicorn?" She said softly, completely shocked. She knew they existed, conterary to a lot of people's belief, but hadn't ever seen one. (To not believe in their existance would have been ridiculous, seeeing as she spends her time in company of a dragon)

Said dragon watched the injured animal, completely still except for her eyes, which followed it as it stumbled. She reached out to it, but jerked her hand back at Len's warning.

"We're not allowed to touch it?" She asked, disappointed, but rose to fetch the things Len named off. She brought them back in a few moments. "How are we going to help it if we can't touch it?"

[Omio]

Len nodded. "Yeah, and hold on a second." He dipped the herbs into a bowl, and he didn't even think about the rest as he tossed the rest of the concoction in. "Saira, if you want to help reduce the cost, you can help in paying a part of the cost. Unicorn, whomever you may be, do you agree to be worked upon?"

"...Yes."

"Do you want to share in the cost as well?"

(( Can't go too far, and I can't really do much aside from what I've posted. I didn't want to do a one-liner, though... ;-; ))

[WolfEnchantress]

Saira watched the injured animal...if it could be called that, and was only a bit surprised to hear it speak. She was silent as Len spoke to it.

"Cost?" She questioned. "Of course I will." She agreed readily, though in all honesty didn't know what the cost would be. She mulled this over and almost missed Sarora's disapproving thoughts.

What is it? She asked Sarora.
You don't know what you're getting into. You didn't bother even to ask about it. The dragon replied, to which she shrugged.
It'll be fine, I'm sure. The dragon said no more, and she glanced at Len, curious as to what this cost would be and how they were to help the unicorn.

((Likewise -.- ))

[Omio]

Sarora, she will merely be tapped upon for energy, nothing else. It would be something she'd give anyways, but the law of Wildmagic requires me to ask. He worked the rest of the spell, and felt a green glow enter him, and he held his hand out, letting the glow transfer from his outstretched hand to the unicorn's leg. The leg, by itself, straightened and mended for the bones, but the wounds were still there. The bandages could easily cover the wounds, though.

He felt himself stagger, both out of exhaustion, and the geas of Presence abruptly entering.

"You must overcome your own past, and the pasts of thy newest allies."

'Overcome the pasts of my newest allies?! My own on top?!' Good grief! There's almost NO way we can do that! We can easily cover mine - that's no problem. But to cover both Saira's past, and Sarora's?! Unless... ...it wishes to forfeit me... ...and if so, I've no objection. I've already found more than I ever expected.

(( Plot object? ))

[WolfEnchantress]

Saira nodded, and Sarora didn't object any more than that; instead she watched in some curiosity as the unicorn's leg straightened and healed over, all except for the wound. Saira cringed in empathy - it looked like having a bone straightened would hurt just as much as breaking it. Once it was done, she sagged from the energy tap, but grinned, happy that its leg was fixed.

"It's going to get better now, right?" She asked. Already the leg looked better, the unicorn could put some weight on it. She watched from a distance of a few feet, wanting to touch its soft nose but thinking better of it.

(no objection)

[Omio]

Len nodded, sighing; both of relief and stress. "Yeah, it can recover from that - the bandage on the unicorn should help protect against most nasty things. We probably won't have to worry about it." But he couldn't help but worry about what his own cost had been. How exactly was he going to mend things up? At all? Would he have to go alone and undetected to their habitat? How the hell am I going to pull anything off?

[WolfEnchantress]

Saira nodded, but frowned.

"Len, what's bothering you?" She said, walking up beside him. She could tell..at least she thought she could...that something was bothering him.

Sarora? I'm not imagining it, am I? She asked. Len was the only person she'd had real contact with other than Kimara, and couldn't exactly say she was the best with deciphering emotions based on body posture.

I will let him tell if he choses to, the dragon replied. She could feel the emotions in his mindlink, but said nothing. She didn't know exactly what it was, and was not about to dig to find out. Saira agreed.

[Omio]

Len knew he was cornered. By geas, he wasn't allowed to lie, so he sighed in immediate resignation. "...The cost I was just given worries me greatly. I... ...I'm... not sure if I'll live to see the result of paying it, and it wasn't said it had to be done now, but still..." Sarora, I'd much rather not tell what I am to do. I could, but I don't want Saira worrying overmuch about it yet. I want to enjoy her some time longer before I do as I must...

He didn't want Saira to know how potentially certain his death was, since he wasn't aware himself, and Saira would know for sure - but by a good guess, he'd be frozen dead meat - if he'd told her what his cost was. He hadn't even noticed the unicorn trot off. Not that he could exactly care at the moment. He was stuck between worry on what he had to do next, eventually, and wondering what he'd do with Saira before leaving for the cost of his healing. He wanted to be remembered, at the least.

(( Good god, this is going to turn real sappy. ))

[WolfEnchantress]

Saira's concern immediately became alarm.
"Not sure if you'll live?" She said, somewhat disbelieving. "Is it that dangerous?" She shook her head. "No. Don't do it. You can't."

You plan on leaving. Alone. Sarora said; it wasn't a question, so much as a statement, or maybe an accusation. She put her head on the ground, level with Len's. and judging from your distress you don't think you're going to come back alive. She spoke only to Len. A low rumble in her chest was the only sign of her displeasure. You realize that by keeping her in the dark, you're going to make her worry more.

Saira stood by, worry written across her face plain as day. "If you don't have to do it right now, just don't go...who'll know if you don't?" She said. She'd no idea what he had to do, and was aware that he was avoiding saying it. But if it was going to possibly kill him, no matter what it was she didn't want him to do it.

[Omio]

Len narrowed his eyes. "Geas is geas, Saira. Sooner or later, I'll have to do it." Sarora, correct me if I'm wrong, but if I let her in on it, she'd want to help, and that will ruin two, maybe three lives instead of merely one. "I'm not letting you know because of what it is." ...A deathwish. "But you're right, I don't have to do it immediately, so I won't until the time's due and right." Which is hopefully for a while...

(( Hmm... ...have Saira find out? Or not? ))

[WolfEnchantress]

You are right, she will. But I can't predict how she will react to your leaving, let alone your death if it comes to that. She has never been attatched to another human save for her parents, and that was long ago and she was young. I cannot know how she will take it.

Saira was silent for a moment, keeping her eyes on the ground.
"How will you know when you have to leave?" She asked finally, carefully keeping her voice void of emotion. "And when are you going to return?" She left off the end of the sentence that they all no doubt knew was there- 'if you return at all.'

That is a good point. If you leave her and go get yourself killed, how will she know when to give up hope of your return? Sarora asked.

((If so, not quite yet))

[Omio]

Len tried to remain the same in the manner of speech. "When the geas takes me, it'll take me when the time is right - I'll feel the compulsion to do it, and once it starts, nothing can stop it. But from my guess on geography and stuff, the trip should take maybe two weeks at the very worst, depending where we are when the geas takes over." I can assure you this though, Sarora - if there's anyone that could do it, it'd have to be me. As to giving up hope, I'm sure she'll be able to feel it.

[WolfEnchantress]

(sorry for the absence, a lot going on right now)

Saira glared at the ground, kicking at a pebble and watching it skitter a few feet away. We couldn't have just let it die, She thought, but without much real conviction.
We could have. But with what consequences? Sarora said gently, and Saira didn't answer. Maybe, when the time came, she could get Len to let her come with. Or follow him. Whatever it was, if it was going to be life threatening, she didn't exactly want him to go face it by himself. After all, whatever it was would be far less fatal with a dragon along. Even if she would be probably not much use, Sarora would be able to help...Right?

"Okay." She said, looking up resoloutely and wiping the traces of anger she felt away with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Then until you have to leave, what do you want to do with the time we have?" She asked, hoping that said time would be a long time.