Mystic Syn

Ji looked at the newcomer, raising a skeptical eyebrow. “If we wanted to turn you over to the Pacis, we would’ve done so already,” he said to him, sighing.

Slowly but surely, Ji groaned as he came to consciousness. The nice thing about this sleep was that he actually got some, instead of being woken up in the middle of it by some lightn' Pacis or a stupid nightmare. Time to get at it, he thought, then stopped. Wait. He wasn't on the streets. It wasn't home, sure, but it was someplace safe. Ji sat up, burying his face in his hands and rubbing his eyes, muttering incoherent nonsense. His disheveled hair stuck out on some ends. Great. He yawned, stretched a bit, then tied his hair from his face into a very short tail. He squinted at the room. Looks like I'm the only one awake. Ji looked out the window, settling back a bit, allowing himself to relax.

"You better sleep, too," he said before she left, winking an eye open. Ji closed his eyes again, letting himself be overtaken by a almost dreamless sleep.

"Some sort of invitation or something," he yawned again. "Reapers were talking about it."

"I'm fine. Try not to worry," he muttered. "Remind me when I wake up––" Ji yawned, sinking deeper "––to show you this." He held up the piece of paper––now with a few bloodstains––for her to see.

Bright. Was that the sun? Syn squinted her eyes, looking up. No. It was fake. Everything was. Except the danger. Blood roared in her ears. Her heart felt like it was creeping up her throat. Besides the hard ringing, all she could hear was her own breathing. Something sounded. Everyone around her surged forward to that thing in the middle. The Cornucopia? Blood spilled. Someone screamed. Why wasn't she moving? Move! she screamed at her body, but it didn't respond. Emotions surged. Everything was loud. Syn clamped her hands over her ears, not even knowing if she was screaming at this point. Move! She shook. "I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this," she whispered fervently, tears blurring her vision. MOVE! Syn looked up just in time to see Star being cut down. Her breath caught, the sense of danger actually setting in. Her eyes searched around for something––anything––till her eyes landed on a singular basket filled with... was that bread? Well, better than nothing. She made a run for it, snatching up the basket with one fell swoop. A flame of satisfaction burned. She had food. Everything was going to be alright. There was hope. Syn turned to–– WHAM! Red hot pain blossomed from her nose. Syn immediately dropped the basket to hold her face, cursing and screaming. She looked up at her assailant, her anger almost melting when she saw... "Taln?" Syn whispered, feeling her body begin to freeze once again. No time, her mind said, snapping the body out of its funk. Syn backed off, then ran to the forest, blood seeping through her fingers, dropping to the grass below. Just because we're from the same District doesn't mean we're allies, she kept telling herself, but that broken feeling was lingering. Why would you think someone would actually remember you, let alone be your frickn' friend? You're always going to be alone. Stop making up fantasies.

They gasped. Warmth washed over them, healing her body with ease as a Lifegiver would have. It was familiar. Welcome. It was... She backed off. "C'mon," they muttered under their breath, her body shaking under the stress of... well, him. "Has to be together, or you want to deal with this on your own?" She went deeper. Mors looked at their hands. Power flooded through them, making him feel like he could do anything, but he felt this before. This exact feeling had happened before. Long, long ago. "You're not going to like what comes next if you keep this up," they whispered. Nothing. Mors took in a deep breath, leaning off a bit of control to give them more time. They looked up at the Dark Lord, Cupra, then Melody.

Ji looked up from his soup, then placed it down on the counter beside him. He quickly snatched up his clothes, and collapsed on the couch, breathing out a sigh. He didn't even bother trying to find a blanket or pillow, as he already began to drift off.

Had a good dream last night.. also a wee bit strange, but it was good.

The building above appeared small compared to the others around it. More of the size of a house one might find on the countryside.

K, guess we gonna have to fite about who starts us off >.>