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Event Nine.

Thus, on Life’s gloomy sea,
Heareth the marinere
Voices sweet, from far and near,
Ever singing in his ear,
“Here is rest and peace for thee!”

t's a dark night, and the sounds of feet in the darkness are further dampened and hidden by even more magic, as they are lured away by the soft sounds of dreams that are too good to be true, leaving the Town much, much emptier than when it began.

On one side, an island, and a ticking clock to a gruesome death.

On the other, the slow realization that those bonds everyone has been forging might mean much, much more than they first thought.

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[ a small gasp, an aborted scream, escapes out her throat when she sees the blade pierce into the monster. she sees the siren's grotesque face twist in pain and terror before it suddenly turns to dust. she sees her wooden spear fall to the ground and a hand extend to her. it's only when she hears his voice does her eyes look up to him. ]

Guren. [ she swallows tight, and she reaches out- ] Aah!

[ and quickly pulls the arm back in a sharp hiss of pain, because she tried to take his hand with the injured arm. the injury that didn't begin to register in pain until now, as the shock of the moment wears off, and she feels the bite in full bloom. her free hand instinctively clutches over it, nerves tightening in his muscles. ]

I'm sorry, it got me.

I know. I wasn't fast enough.

[He stabs his sword into the ground as support as he crouches next to her, eyes flicking to her wound to take a closer look.]

There are a handful of healers who can help you with that, but I'll have to get you back to the rafts, first. Here, your other hand.

[Again, he holds his free hand out, this time asking for her uninjured arm.]

Hush now. This isn't your fault.

[ typical guren. he would have to be inhumanly fast with how swift the siren was. it was going to eat her and he stopped it, so she has no complaints to make. she inhales a breath through her nose, clenching herself for the pain of exposure, and then goes to take his hand again. hope he doesn't mind the blood. ]

[He's covered in the blood of sirens and his own, so he doesn't mind at all. He grips, pulling her up and moving his sword back out of the ground as he stands with her.]

They're going to keep singing while we try to go back. [He glances around them, making sure that there's not one on its way to strike now, forming a path ahead.]

But I'll go with you. Ready?

Almost.

[ she lets go of his hand and takes a quick look around the area, spotting her driftwood-made spear on the ground. the tip is still covered in the siren's blood and she has to shake off some chunks of flesh, but it's still usable. she grabs it with the uninjured arm, seething as she does, gripping it tight in her hands. ]

I'll jab this into their throats if they dare to sing.

[ her sealing power has been weakened to nothing, and so she must rely on instinct. ]

[Guren breathes out a laugh at that.]

If they dare to sing, you may not have the mind to do that.

[But he likes her spirit, and he hopes she can push through it. It would save him some energy. Still, with the weapon in her hand, he takes his step forward, staying close to her as they move.]

It's too bad I don't have a bow and arrows to lend you, princess. It would have been interesting to see how you're doing.

[ though it's a comment in jest, a hateful feeling rises up when he says that with a laugh. that a beast could affect her mind to begin with is a personal offense, but it just feels like salt in the wound when he remarks on it. she bites her inner-cheek to brush it off and moves alongside him. ]

It'd be hard to keep a steady aim with my shoulder like this. I tried to get the jump on it, but it was stronger than I thought. Or maybe I didn't aim for the vitals right.

[ or maybe she's just no good at defending herself. ]

[That kind of anger is something he encourages, to a point. It can lead someone to bettering themselves, and he understands it perfectly well himself. So he says nothing when he notices her dropping that part of the conversation, moving along with her. Since this is adjacent to it, he also feels like he should put some ease to the frustration.]

You've been stuck here for days, with what looks like a shitty supply of food and drinkable water. You're weakened. Your body can't keep up, even if your mind wants to.

All of us "rescuers" might be sick, but at least we're well fed and have the energy to fight.

A valid point. I've only eaten mutated fish for the past few sunrises and sunsets.

[ there wasn't much else she could eat, and she's ready to never look at fish for a long time. but besides that, something else he says catches her ear. ]

What do you mean you're all sick? Did something happen back in the town?

Only that you all vanished. [He pauses to intercept a siren before it can spot them, stabbing it through and returning his gaze to Zelda.]

The longer you've been gone, the more sick we've all felt. It's been different per person. I think it has to do with the bonds we've been creating that restore color.

[ she notices the siren as well, but before she can raise a voice about it he's already on the job. such a typical soldier he is. ]

You all realized something happened to us because of the sickness. [ it makes sense. a typical disappearance doesn't generate any sort of sign, but a kidnapping is different. ] Wait, does that mean there was no word about our situation from F?

[ she means FFFFFF but there's no energy to say that letter six times seriously. ]

Not a word. We couldn't see the island at first, either, so I sent groups into the forest. Everyone came out alright.

[Before she asks, on that. He knows it's dangerous.]

Days went by, we all felt worse, and when we saw the island, we knew we'd have to go there, and planned for it. It didn't take long from that point.

[ that the rest tried to search for everyone doesn't surprise her. even in her struggles here she never doubted that rescue would come for a moment. that the person who warned them about the bogeyman and the werewolves made no comment on the sirens strikes her as incredibly worrisome and peculiar. ]

I guess it's too much trouble for them to just say what's happened to us. They rather you run around the forest, as it's the most obvious place to think of.

[ immediately bitter and spiteful, yes. she's been having a lot of negative thoughts about the higher powers of this realm and this is somehow angering her more than the kidnapping itself all of a sudden. ]

It could be that this wasn't in their plans.

[That's what Guren was thinking, at least. He has to stop that thought momentarily as he throws an explosion tag at another siren, setting it off before they get too close. The rafts are in sight, now, over the rocky beach.]

It's different from the rest, somehow. This doesn't encourage bonds as much as it warns against them.

Careful!

[ give a girl a warning first before casually causing an explosion maybe? but no truthfully she's so upset right now, even her chiding is more an angry clip. ]

At this point I don't care for whatever their plans were! People were nearly eaten, we were brainwashed into obedience and these sirens are--

[ hang on. there's one coming up right now, and this time she sees it first. she takes a quick breath, mustering up whatever bit of her power remains from within and throws out her arm toward the siren. a ray of bright light shines from the back of her hand to her palm and a ray bursts out, hitting the beast and sending it flying back with a sharp burn in its chest. ]

There. [ the breath is released and she stumbles on her legs. she hasn't had access to her power at all, but anger turns out to be a great motivator for her. ]

[Guren rushes forward to catch her by her arm with his free hand, if he can, just to be sure that she doesn't fall on these sharp rocks.]

Nice hit... Is that magic? [Though, maybe now isn't the best time to discuss. Sirens and commotion have him glancing to the rafts, and he continues trying to guide her there. They're so close, they've almost made it!]

Take it easy now, or you'll pass out.

[ muttered, tired and weary: ] Don't tell me what to do.

[ even so she'll use his arm as leverage to get back to proper balance. 'take it easy' - as if she knows how. but she feels far more exhausted now, that single blast alone being all she could summon up. damn sirens.

thankfully they get to the boats from there without further interruption, and some others have gathered too already, though the evacuation further in-land still audibly continue on. ]

...I think I'll be fine from here. I suppose you plan to head back in?

[ as if she really needs to ask such a non-question. ]

Haha. You don't sound like a princess at all when you snap like that.

[It's teasing, light, and he's completely fine with her being snappy. He understands it. He knows. But if he takes it easier on her, it'll make her even more aware of how weak she feels right now. He's not looking for that. He won't treat her any differently.]

Yeah. I need to make sure no one gets left behind. [Curse marks on his face, wounds— actually, it looks as though his wounds aren't really there, any more. The most recent ones are nearly closed up, too. He still looks so sick, though.]

I'll meet up with you back in the town, after we've all had enough time to rest.

Shut up.

[ smart ass. she can tell he's just doing it on purpose too, so she doesn't feel bad for snapping at someone this time around. ]

Go off then. ...And thank you.

[It's so funny when she says shut up, so he smirks a little more at that, lifting his free hand in a small goodbye wave before he takes off. You're welcome, Zelda.]

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