I'm not a sword!
Who: Chaltier and whoever else
When: Just after Chal is transported to Atlas
Where: World Tree then to Blessenwood
What: Chaltier getting used to being an actual human and looking for his young master. :(
Open/Closed?: Open~
Rating/Warning: None that I can think of. Also, sorry for just tweaking and reusing my app RP sample ehee... And I messed up the tags a little, oops. ^^;;
He could feel it. Though he was merely a sword, he could feel the power of the God's Eye. The pressure on his core crystal was growing by the second and there was nothing he could do. And yet…the only thing he was worried about was his young master. If there was one thing he didn’t regret, it was the time spent with him. Chaltier hoped he would be able to escape with Kyle and the others. He didn't want his new life to end again so suddenly.
The pressure was getting stronger. He knew it wouldn’t be long before the energy crushed him but it didn't bother him too much. He was able to fulfill what he needed to do. Not destroy the God's Eye...he was able to be there for his young master as much as he could until his end. It was fine...it was just like going to sleep again for a long while.
When Chaltier opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was that it was quiet. Not the kind of quiet that came with being underwater or the oblivion of death but...peaceful. The amount of greenery was staggering and the sunlight shone brightly from between the branches and leaves of the giant tree he was sitting under.
The second thing he noticed was that he sat up. Normally that wouldn’t be something so groundbreakingly surprising but...he was a sword. Or at least he thought he was. But no, here he was, body and all. He slowly raised a hand in front of his face and experimentally clenched his fist a few times. What in the world…?
He wasn’t particularly worried about that for too long, however. In the next moment he realized something much more important. Where was his young master? If Chaltier was and back in their world then it would only stand to reason that he would be too...right? He scrambled to his feet (a little unsteadily) and looked around the area in panic. “Y-Young Master??” Though it was mildly interesting to hear his voice echoing around the area, he didn’t pay any attention to it. “Young Master?”
When: Just after Chal is transported to Atlas
Where: World Tree then to Blessenwood
What: Chaltier getting used to being an actual human and looking for his young master. :(
Open/Closed?: Open~
Rating/Warning: None that I can think of. Also, sorry for just tweaking and reusing my app RP sample ehee... And I messed up the tags a little, oops. ^^;;
He could feel it. Though he was merely a sword, he could feel the power of the God's Eye. The pressure on his core crystal was growing by the second and there was nothing he could do. And yet…the only thing he was worried about was his young master. If there was one thing he didn’t regret, it was the time spent with him. Chaltier hoped he would be able to escape with Kyle and the others. He didn't want his new life to end again so suddenly.
The pressure was getting stronger. He knew it wouldn’t be long before the energy crushed him but it didn't bother him too much. He was able to fulfill what he needed to do. Not destroy the God's Eye...he was able to be there for his young master as much as he could until his end. It was fine...it was just like going to sleep again for a long while.
When Chaltier opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was that it was quiet. Not the kind of quiet that came with being underwater or the oblivion of death but...peaceful. The amount of greenery was staggering and the sunlight shone brightly from between the branches and leaves of the giant tree he was sitting under.
The second thing he noticed was that he sat up. Normally that wouldn’t be something so groundbreakingly surprising but...he was a sword. Or at least he thought he was. But no, here he was, body and all. He slowly raised a hand in front of his face and experimentally clenched his fist a few times. What in the world…?
He wasn’t particularly worried about that for too long, however. In the next moment he realized something much more important. Where was his young master? If Chaltier was and back in their world then it would only stand to reason that he would be too...right? He scrambled to his feet (a little unsteadily) and looked around the area in panic. “Y-Young Master??” Though it was mildly interesting to hear his voice echoing around the area, he didn’t pay any attention to it. “Young Master?”