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Post by sagefirefox on Apr 6, 2009 21:10:27 GMT -4
Out Relena stepped, down she dropped, on the ground she landed. Elaeus had finally finished giving out commands and information about the upcoming mission and Relena was here to train. She was certain that no one knew where she had gone, with Ienzo off to derail a train and Seed off to massacre some people and Elaeus off to put the plans into motion, number twelve was all alone. Finally.
The trees of Wonderland were a wonder themselves, no light showed through the leaves and tree tops and she felt encased within the darkness. Which to a Dark XII member meant ultimate paradise. They towered over her and loomed over in ominous ways. For once she felt out of place, in her casual clothing and mismatched outfit. After she finished what she started, she was going to buy an outfit for the mission.
She was here to discover her Heartless, which she knew sounded easy than it was going to be. First off, she didn't even know how begin summoning this Heartless. Lost, she extended her arm and opened up her palm. "Um... come to me?" Yeah, this was not going to be an easy task. She sighed as nothing appeared.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Apr 6, 2009 21:37:10 GMT -4
It seems that I'm becoming more telepathic, or others are becoming more predictable..
Yes, Elaeus had noticed Relena's anxiety as she bluntly wanted him to spill out the information. It seemed like she was in a hurry, and why wouldn't he go investigate upon that. He had observed her latest expressions, reaction, and so on throughout the Dark Castle. She looked lost and out of place with a tinge of fear on her face when her eyes saw so much of Gaia the earthly hound. Why did she wore that face? She had no idea of the power, the ability, to be able to manipulate and summon her own particular heartless. Logically Relena wouldn't been up to date and lacked strength in her ignorance and lack of companion. From that point, Elaeus knew she was eager to find her heartless, but he didn't know if her motivation was not to fall deeper in the rank of strength or actual excitement. He had to find her.
....and he did. Her trail, her scent, her dark signature wasn't hard to pick up throughout the dark portals withing the realm of darkness. It navigated him straight to him in a forested world, a perfect place for a solitude animal to claim sanctuary. There was no surprise to find number twelve here alone. Elaeus concluded that being guarded protected whether it's buy surrounding or having buffers was an effective part of Relena's comfort zone. She even seemed to slightly quiver when the dog was summoned at his will with a low growl. No he didn't come here to mock her or disencourage her with a fool's laughter who wished to bring humilation. Only a fool would attempt such task, especially when trying to build this group from rubble. He was here to observe and help only if she would allow it.
Elaeus' exit was silent and opened at the treetops. He kneeled down and watched Relena's attempt. She seemed so unsure and uncertain. Whether it was her pontential or would this actually work, he didn't know. Walking down from the trees, the Dark Member decided not to be a creeping creature. "You have to feel it, search for the connection. Your heartless is more of an extension of yourself not a genie. If you want help then close your eyes."
Post by sagefirefox on Apr 6, 2009 22:06:52 GMT -4
Great. There was Elaeus' signature, his scent was unbearable as he stepped out from the portal that screamed Elaeus. With Elaeus you got the philosopher, "You have to feel it, search for the connection. Your heartless is more of an extension of yourself not a genie. If you want help then close your eyes." below her knitted brows she scowled and called out to him while not moving. "How do you know that I was not calling to you Elaeus? You came, didn't you?"[/color] Now she turned, and with it, she flashed him a wide grin, one that stated 'I win'.
Finally, she turned back around and closed her eyes, she might as well do as told. Her eyes slid closed and out she called. She pulsed with her mind, Heartless, Heartless, Heartless and continued to chant to it. Her eyes forced together and nothing seemed to be coming back to her. Great, it wasn't working and she was going to make a fool of herself in front of Elaeus.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Apr 6, 2009 22:27:10 GMT -4
"I doubt you would ever sigh if I don't turn up makes it seems like you miss and desire my company.." Elaeus commented as he ignored her sarcastic tone and grin. He never felt the need to engage in this little games of words; for some reason with Relena, it always led to violence, which wasn't the purpose of his visit now.
"Stop thinking so hard, or you will drive a pain in your head. Just relax and think of all the components that makes you Relena the Steel Blitzer. You and your heartless will have something in common and reaching out to that is your connection. You will want to feel so tranquil to the point that your surrounding means completely nothing or once you have that feeling of being engulfed with darkness in a falling sensation."
Elaues reflected momentarily to remember the moment he met his heartless.
The cold sand on the World That Never Was was never warm. It always had a chill. There weren't any clouds on this world to keep in the heat, so the world was trapped in an endless chilly draft as well as endless night. There wasn't a sun to warm the earth, or a moon to give off light. Elaeus had to depend on his heartless quality and the dim lights from the stars that was mildly reflected from the moving ocean. The sound of the cold ocean smacking the land filled his ears with a whisper of the cold breeze.
Although he didn't have a body to react to such minor characteristics. He could still feel the temperature waves waver through his darkness composited body. The ocean licked up the sand like a high-tide. Each time it rose higher up the heartless body. He heard the movement through the earth to the point he swore he could here the movement of a individual grain of sand. The scent of the earth filled his nostrils heavily to the brink that he swore he experienced a taste.
....Earth....
....Soil....
...Rock...
....Sand....
....Terra....
...Gaia....
At the thought a growl was heard, and he sat up to see a four legged creature emerging from the ocean dripping with wet mud.
Post by sagefirefox on Apr 6, 2009 22:44:53 GMT -4
Think of steel, of blah blah blah.
She knew all of this, what she needed was to just have him shut up for a few minutes while she centered herself. "I would have honestly found my Heartless by now if you hadn't been yapping away so much, just shut up and let me focus."[/color] she snapped to him as her nineteen steel spheres floated out from her pocket.
Silently she stood there, the steel spheres climbing out of the pouch. When one made it outside the holder, they fell to the ground with a thud and others piled on top of them. She felt them vibrating as they clashed and gave off a pleasant ring. They hummed a different note all together and sounded like the beating of hummingbird's wings. Her mind was now wrapped in darkness, and no colours swam throughout her mind, just black.
She was no longer searching for the Heartless, but letting it come to her. One-by-one the sphere began to levitate, and one-by-one they formed a ring around the ground in front of her. They began to circle and sing without anymore vibrations. It was a beautiful song, one she doubted Elaeus could hear, but if he did she could easily see him being moved by the notes.
Out of darkness came an even darker tendril of something. Just one tendril that would normal scare the heebee-jeebees out of a person, but this one carried warmth and evilness. It soothed her because it assured her that it would listen to her, and only bring upon its wrath to those she commanded it to. It was her Heartless and she was welcoming it with open arms.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Apr 6, 2009 23:02:23 GMT -4
His eyes closed as he allowed her yell to roll down his back like water on a duck's back. Truly if he was a distrubance, the heartless could've been found before he ever arrived, but the Heartless refrained from throwing in his two scents. Enough people in the multi-worlded universe achieve that. The worlds can live lacking one for today. Yes, he could tell that she was becoming frustrated at the "wait" for her heartless to respond. It seemed that she was more anxious than he had anticipated.
Let see how motivated you are...
The clinks of spheres were loud in his ears; it was a soft ringing sound, but he tolerated it better than a dog towards a dog whistle. As the vibrations ceased, so did the sounds that reached the Heartless' ears. Whatever it was that soothed Relena was inaudible. After all she can speak to her spheres no matter how irregular it may be. His back leaned against the softness of a giant mushroom in a content stance. Might as well find a comfortable spot, no need to disturb the drama queen on her homework.
Like a small stream, a scent licked at his nose with a dark signature. It seemed to be in sync and similar to the circling steel spheres. So it was coming to her. The polarity was becoming stronger as the evidence of the heartless was becoming more prominent to Elaeus' senses. The single whiff wasn't enough to paint a picture in his mind of what it looked like and what not, but even that wasn't as important as its summoning.
Like a hand reaching out, something grabbed onto the tendril and pulled it in. Slowly colours began to blossom in her mind, midnight black, deep shades of purple, the silver that she was so accustom to. They were forming shapes in her mind and textures. The black began to take on a furry look, the purple sometimes furry and sometimes metallic, and with the silver it was just metallic.
Before it had even finished forming in her mind, the Heartless sprang up from the ground. It came from a dark portal, but since it was already dark in Wonderland it appeared the Heartless was coming from the forest floor. The shape loomed from inside the ring of steel spheres and let out a proud roar that resembled something a mountain lion would muster up.
The spheres exploded and shot out in different directions as the Heartless took one step forward. Relena took a hit from the sphere, but instead of bruising or puncturing her skin she melted the steel to form a thin coat around a portion or her sleeve. Think of it as like someone firing a paint ball at you, except it didn't hurt on impact. She held out her other palm and the sphere reformed from her sleeve and fell into her. Quickly she discarded it into her pouch before Elaeus could see what had happened.
Into a patch of light the Heartless stepped and then did Relena get a first look of it. It resembled a lynx, though was roughly the size of a lion. It had a mask of steel covering its illuminating eyes and two dagger-like teeth protruding from its mouth. Though Heartless showed no emotion--or at least the lesser ones--this Heartless seemed to have a smirk placed on its face. Around each ankle were cuffs, though they had different colours to them and different designs.
What really stood out to her though was the fact that it's tail looked like something you'd find on a scorpion. It was up now, with a sinister-looking blade on the end of the tail. Seeing Relena, the Heartless' tail dropped and the blade now settled in the grass, though bits of cut grass flew up from where it landed, the Steel Blitzer could only imagine how sharp the blade was.
Around the stomach wrapped three individual rib-sort of markings in the dark purple colour that also appeared on the cuffs. Besides that, the rest of the fur was a pitch-black colour that made the Heartless hard to see. Relena looked at it, and smiled. It was a funny sort of smile though, one that didn't fully reach her eyes and just like the spheres would, the Heartless looked at her odd. All she could tell was that the Heartless was wondering if anything was wrong, and if that man against the mushroom was part of the problem.
No Elaeus wasn't doing anything wrong, and he wasn't on her nerves--yet--so she shook her head at the Heartless while it raised its tail as a warning sign to Elaeus. It seemed that with getting your Heartless, you immediately received it under control. So all there was left to do was find out its name, which she figured might help it attack better or fight better, due to having a better relationship with its owner.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Apr 7, 2009 23:46:27 GMT -4
An eye snapped open at the disturbance. His vision doomed in on the single spot that pooled with darkness as a feline climb from the depths of the corridors of darkness. Yellow eyes glowed in contrast to the dark sleek pelt of black before a gleam of fangs captured the small lighting that beamed through the trees of the Lutos Forest. He could fill energy collecting inside the being before erupting in a bright shine; the force sent the spheres to ricochet off of each other and throughout the forest. His fingers stretched out into a miniature sand tornado to collect the one that flew in his direction. The sphere was cradled between his fingers like a delicate child. He only glanced at it momentarily to see various reflections, but left the view to see the new born.
The new-born heartless looked remarkably close to a Felis Lynx, but it size was the only thing that would make a clear difference from the lynx. The creature held a few traits of other creatures: saber tooth like tiger fangs hung from his upper jaw, it had features like a lynx minus the bobbed tail, and the tail resembles a scorpion’s weaponry. Long hair flowed from its ears as majority of it coat was a short black with a purple underbelly. The animal wore a crooked grin that caused its lip to rise higher. His eyes roamed over it as a shine caught his eyes, gleaming steel cuffs. Having enough observation for the creature, Elaeus looked up at Relena to see how she was doing. She held a smile as well that cracked a soft chuckle. He would blame the old fable, smiles are contagious.
In truth, he was happy for her to happy not even acknowledge the heartless’ acknowledging him with its raised tail. It may have been an odd scene: seeing the Heartless smiling, a small ghost smile that didn’t show any teeth, but a curl of the lips. His arms were folded over his chest, while holding a sphere as a foot pushed against the base of the mushroom. Elaeus did had the energy to ruffle the Heartless’ hair with a congratulation, but that would only make this more awkward than it had to be, nor did it seemed appropriate. Slowly he walked towards the pair; he wasn’t fully concerned of the baby heartless. Only a fool would attack an unknown suspect. He stood next to Relena as the sphere levitated to her eye level.
“Great job, and you dropped it. Have you decided a name?”
His hands tucked themselves in his pockets, while watching the new born. He could tell and detect the instant connection between the two. It was like a bird hatching and spots its mother at sight. Hopefully this heartless won’t be swayed, since there’s been a stereotype that heartless leans to whatever side that had more power in their liking. Thus far he haven’t experience that with his heartless. In fact, it seemed more loyal than he expected and was even more trustworthy than the small accomplice, Seed. Sure Seed can get any job done, but there was always the percentage of a change. When one feel that their purpose isn’t in the eye of the beholder they tend to leave, go elsewhere, and it all ends with betrayal. With his new connection, he had a feeling that Gaia would make sure there isn’t an unbalance.
The Heartless saw him pick up the sphere, investigate it, and then turn his attention to it. The lynx-like Heartless felt slightly offended at this, like the higher being was not pleased by its presence. Proudly, it stepped forward to show off its gleaming coat, steel accessories, and sharp claws. Though the funny thing was--which the heartless really didn't find funny--was that the claws weren't as sharp as the teeth and the teeth weren't as sharp as the tail... which its master was looking at now. Submissively it let the weapon drop, sometimes it got a bit heavy. It awaited for orders but before any came the strange man moved and it raised its tail again. As he stepped forward, anger bubbled up inside the Heartless, but as its position as leader, it knew better than to attack.
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The sphere shot into her palm quickly as Elaeus stood in front of her. She carelessly dropped it into the pouch and looked down at the Heartless coolly. Had she decided a name? This wasn't a child, it was a Heartless and they came with names, right? Like a jukebox, she leafed through all the various names and meaning swimming around inside her head and tried to find something. Shahrivar. It was a name that had something to do with power, which was a fitting name it seemed. There was another thing too about that name... but she just couldn't remember. The Heartless looked up at her, as if it knew what she was thinking. And Relena got a message, not like a voice spoke in her head, but like what you'd see from a dog's eyes.
They seemed to speak and say, 'From now on that will be my name'. It was a gentle look though, the haunting eyes of the Heartless looked softer, though Relena was sure that no one else could see that. Scorplion. That time she felt the name ring out in her mind, it must be what species the Heartless was. But deep inside, she already knew it by heart as Shahrivar, Scorplion she knew would only be what the only called it, but only Relena would call it Shahrivar, no one else. They could not call it by true name because they did not deserve to. This Heartless belonged to Relena, any fool could tell, and no one was going to learn its true name.
She looked up, her eyes just as haunting and hollow as the Heartless'. "You may call it Scorplion, and only Scorplion."[/color] This was not her, this was not the Relena that would say something witty or rude, it was a commanding voice, something she was more likely to give in a serious battle. Shahrivar nodded in acceptance and flexed its muscles in the upper-half of its arms. Little spikes jutted out from them and were the popular colour of dark purple. Standing next to her was a war-machine. No doubt that those talons could shred your limbs before you knew it, and the fangs the protruded from its mouth... the rest of the teeth in the Heartless' mouth would probably be just as sharp or sharper than them.
No more teeth... came a thought in her mind. What? The Heartless looked at her and opened its jaws. Just two fangs on top showed in the light and two more shorter--though equally sinister-- fangs were on the bottom. Besides the fourth fangs that looked to be constructed from steel, there were no other teeth. That must mean that its tail was its main weapon. The overlapping layers of metal must make the tail heavy--like her Lutetium sphere--and with a blade that sharp it probably contributed to a heck of a lot more damage than the claws did. Again the Heartless nodded and Relena suddenly remembered. Shahrivar was the god of steel, could this Heartless get any better?
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Apr 8, 2009 17:29:38 GMT -4
Scorplion,” the name was tested on his tongue before nodding, “so be it.”
The Heartless spoke nothing of the climbing observation. Her dialogue made it seem that there was another name floating about. This little scene was starting grow a little subject, the connection between a heartless and their Heartless. Was there a name burrowed in secrecy just like Relena, or did this Scorplion have low tolerance and a short-fuse like her as well. Perhaps this study would open more doors. Like mother like child…
Looking up towards the creature, he had an ebbing feeling that it was intellectual enough to converse words with. There was a stereotype that heartless was dim witted, but even the mute shadows can manipulate the mistress of all evil on more than one occasion. In truth, those who are silent tend and observant tend to be worthy of conversation. He found this within a mere neo-shadow, who can understand words like “heart” and “hunt”. “Welcome to this cult, Scorplion. I know for sure that you won’t fail her.”
“Now are you sated to finally find your heartless, Relena? You were quite restless earlier, but I suspect that having this success on your own may have soothed you.”
Post by sagefirefox on Apr 8, 2009 20:35:03 GMT -4
Better not get to close... Relena thought as Elaeus stepped closer and something happened that she didn't even know could happen. The claws on the Heartless grow out longer. It was like a cat, they could sheath their claws, or they could extend them. It seemed that with this Heartless, it could make its claws grow longer, shorter, or sheath them. 'No 'sheathing'.' the Heartless corrected for her. Rather than being offended or getting defensive, Relena nodding acceptingly.
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They didn't have simple tactics to conceal their weapons. The Scorplions appeared as they were and expected the enemy to be scared off straight away. They loved to fight, but weren't exactly the smartest fighters (it knew this right away due to being leader and watching some squabbles between some Scorplions). Shahrivar--being leader--knew that this name would stick forever, however it knew that she would call them all Shahrivar. What his master most likely didn't know, is that Shahrivar would remind all the Scorplions that he was the only one allowed to interact with his mistress. The rest? Well, they would respond and take orders from Shahrivar.
Elaeus--Shahrivar knew from his master repeating it every second in her mind--came even closer now and the Scorplion let out its claws further. He talked too, something about not letting his master down and a welcome to the club. Shahrivar snarled at this irony. Why would it even dare think about letting his mistress down? Its eyes locked with Elaeus and pushed the message through to this man by using the glowing yellow spheres that were known as eyes. You could always tell what Shahrivar was thinking, always. They would learn in time that they simply had to look in its eyes.
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Well... she was soothed. But thanks to him pointing out that her guard had dropped (or at least that's what she thought it meant) she regained control and sized him up. "Now Elaeus,"[/color] she started as she noticed Shahrivar giving him a look, "Why would you ever think that I could be satisfied with something? Sure this Scorplion has just been summoned up, but now I must train with it." Much like her Heartless, she gave him a look, but this one saying 'If you tell anyone that I got my Heartless, I will break much more than a coffee mug.'
She smoothed the wrinkles on her pants and pulled her shirt down to look more suitable. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm taking Scorplion and we're going off to spar."[/color] Spar, battle, train. She was going to perfect and improve the abilities of this Heartless and make sure that when another Dark XII member saw that she had her Heartless and assumed it was weak (like they thought Relena was) and she proved them wrong. With that, she gave a quick smirk and turned around and began to head off.
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Shahrivar expected him to follow, something that his master didn't. When she turned, he turned. As she headed off, it did too. But while they were venturing deeper into the woods, Shahrivar looked back to Elaeus and inclined its head forward, a simple invitation for the other upper Heartless to tag along. Elaeus had a Heartless too, that was why he welcomed Shahrivar into the cult. What the Scorplion wanted was the chance to fight with his Heartless. Shahrivar was not a good fighter by a long shot, and it desperately needed to train. What would be the best would be to study how other Heartless moved and attacked and to figure out ways to counteract later.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Apr 8, 2009 21:37:07 GMT -4
Elaues' chuckles turned into soft laughter. "Good answer young one, but even mutiny can be found with those who are close, and it seems that you'll be a good oxymoron for that." His hands tucked themselves in his pocket. To make his day even more, Elaeus felt that he poked a soft spot on Relena that triggered a defense mechanism of steel.
Elaeus: 1. Funny, he usually doesn't play such games, but when he didn't he tends to sneak in a few points. The Heartless had a ghostly smile as Relena attempted to gain control. Amused, he watched the barrier being cradled up until she was in her comfort zone. He wondered how many members were able to manipulate this barrier. He kept his newest comment to himself, but he gaze a simple gaze that spoke I really doubt you even want me to begin answering that question. "Another good answer. You should get to it then. Also there's no need for that look, it doesn't suit you and isn't necessary. You don't know me by now?" The question was rhetorical. His eyes lingered on Relena; she looked focused; she smirked, and she turned to leave.
He watched her go farther and soon her heartless came to view following her. With their backs to him, his eyes softened and turned on his heels. Parting is a sweet sorrow....hmm Shakespeare... Oddly he felt eyes on him, and the Earth Titan turned his head. It beckoned him with a soft nod, and the Titan perked an brow. His feet moved and followed the creature. Maybe didn't have to go back to the dsyfunctional castle just yet. In truth, this was far mor intriguing.
Post by sagefirefox on Apr 8, 2009 21:59:29 GMT -4
Scorplions were newly created Heartless. They were made specifically for Relena herself, and obeyed her every command without question... most of the time. They were smart off the field and clever, but on... they sucked, big time. It took at least 1 minute to kill a Scorplion, and it was pretty much an easy job. The only problem for those who came face to face with them is the fact that this type of Heartless preferred to travel in packs. They had wonderful communication, but weren't the best at remembering faces, just their master's and master's master's. They lived an average life span of about 1 month, except for those considered of higher class.
Shahrivar was telling its master of all this while Elaeus trailed behind them. It had felt her gone ridged once she felt him coming, but the Heartless convinced her that it was for the best. Scorplions couldn't fight very well because their minds were only created to register words and language, not battle plans. They could, however, memorize battle moves and with the help of their master, apply these on the field. Its master would tell Shahrivar what attacks to use, and it wouldn't think, just do. If she said to move left, it would automatically register the move and execute it, but if it needed to move left and was not told so, it would simply stand there until it was too late.
Relena had learned by now that the Scorplion's mask was its weak point, but not the tail. Whereas the tail was the main weapon, the segments creating it were simply composed of steel and had no bone or darkness material underneath it. If the tail was shattered however, the Heartless would most likely not win the battle. The mask was tough to crack, but not impossible. A full swing from someone's blade would do no damage to it, but a couple full swings would crack it. For those lucky enough to shatter the mask--which no one had fulfilled to do yet--the Heartless would immediately die and the rest would fall back. Though if you cracked it, the Heartless would die a slow death, and the remaining Scorplions would still attack.
To kill a Scorplion was easy, it was just the fact that they could sustain so much damage. Though it appeared to have steel wrapping around its ribs (the purple fur) it was merely fur. One stab from a sword and you could injure the Scorplion, but it took a minute or two for it to die out. The more wounds that one created, the quicker it died out. If one was unlucky enough to hit a Scorplion's tail--specifically the blade--there was a chance that the sword or weapon used would take damage. That would be the only thing that could take just minimal damage. If it came in contact with skin, the flesh would be pierced and there was a great chance that the wound created would be fatal. But because the Scorplion wasn't too bright, there isn't that great of a chance that the blade will come in contact with one's flesh.
By the time Shahrivar had explained this all to Relena, they had arrived to a weeded area, and behind Shahrivar, one could clearly see a path cut away by it's tail and Elaeus coming into sight.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Apr 9, 2009 21:27:23 GMT -4
Elaeus followed behind them in a trance at the scenery. It was lush, green, and filled with flowers that were more alive than he suspected. A dandelion growled softly before go silent in a mew once casted in the Heartless shadow. Butterflies fluttered on buttered bread slices carrying the scent of fresh toast with them. Tulips made loud kissing sounds as a horsefly neighed around rocked with the flow of his wings. It was odd in a way to see how everything was animated into an overstatement of what they were. It was amusing to Elaeus; it was like a mind of a child coming to life and great difference compared to the dull dark aroma of the dark castle.
While walking, he noticed the difference in the path he walked and what was ahead. He could feel and smell the moisture of the freshy cut glass that blossomed green hued liquid that would stain any clothing. His eyes looked ahead to see the Scorplion's tail swayed slicing the blades of grass as simple as cutting hair with a pair of sharp scissor, so sharp one could just cut by running the blades through it. A clearing was made by the creature. Elaeus then decided not to look at the deceased weeds, whom eyes were replaced with black x's of death.
Post by sagefirefox on Apr 9, 2009 22:41:51 GMT -4
Relena wasn't paying attention to Elaeus, she was rather just listening to all of the wisdom and knowledge that Shahrivar was telling her. It was odd, never had she had an indication that Heartless were intelligent, yet here one was, talking to her. Finally Elaeus' voice interrupted Relena's conversation for like the millionth time (when would he learn?), and she turned to pick up on what he had just said. Had she decided on what to start on? She looked confused, it was the wrong choice of words and could mean practically anything, but luckily--without the help of Shahrivar--got that he was talking about training.
"No."[/color] she responded in a voice that made it sound like she could care less. What she did care about was he had to follow along, couldn't he have gone home and let her be? "The Scorplions seem to be in good shape when it comes to weapons so I'll probably start with defense."[/color] She looked sideways at Shahrivar and silently conveyed a message to it. The Scorplion nodded obediently and began to trot around the weeded area while it waved its tail around.
For the first time she noticed it--little screams and cries. She tried to put it in the back of her mind as she saw that the screams of pain were coming from the wild flowers. Shahrivar seemed oblivious--or giddy--about this, she couldn't really tell which. Finally a field had been created and the Heartless began to sweep away the dead flowers and cut grass. Relena put her hands on her hips and looked at Elaeus expectantly. "So are you going to summon up Gaia or what?"[/color] Since he came along, she was going to make sure that he didn't get a free show, he had to work for that.