Session Start: Mon Jan 22 19:22:33 2001 *** ChanServ changes topic to '-=- Chapter 17.4: Obligatory Yaoi Session | Loc: Holy City Wendel | Time: Mana Holy Day, Afternoon | 1684 Lucca -=- 2--SESSION START-- >> As night falls over the shrine, Cody lies alone in Janice's room, coccooned in the soft blankets of his DOWN BED and mulling over the events of the day. «ooc: You suck. ^^ » «ooc: ;_; » «ooc: It's a good suck. :D » « eesh ;) » «ooc: YOu just loveingly mock everything I do like an ex-lover :D » * Cody looks out the window, watching the last rays of the sun streak through. «ooc: Keep going a bit longer. ^^ » . o O ( I should probably try to get up...talk to her...But no...that'd just make things worse...Should talk to Rachel too...I should get out of bed... ) * Cody tries to sit up, wobbles a bit, then sort of flops back down. « be strong Cody. :D *wave night* » *** Enygma (enygma@216-61-223-191.dialup.cyberback.com) Quit (Quit: Leaving) . o O ( Damn...guess I'm not ready yet... ) >> Three sharp knocks on the door break the silence. «ooc: ^^ You going, Stor? Good night :D » * Cody looks up, "Who's there?" << «ooc: It's a good suck. :D » ....errr.... >> «ooc: LOL. » *** Storen (paladinrpg@1Cust187.tnt10.new-york.ny.da.uu.net) Quit (Quit: "I don't want to make any more painful memories..." -Lucian) >> For a moment, there is no response. Then, a toothpick slides into the room from under the door. * Cody looks down at the toothpick, curious. >> It's just a toothpick. * Cody blinks, very curious now and shakes his head, "There's only one person who'd have a toothpick. Come in, Roric..." «ooc: Hehe. This music video rules. » «ooc: Haha! It's not really roric, it's a TOOTHPICK SALESMAN! » «ooc: I wish I could download the blasted thing :p » «ooc: *puts on his final roric theme* » «ooc: Cody wants some damned food :P He hasn't eaten at ALL since we left Sylvanos. Unless you count the poisoned tea. » >> Roric opens the door, entering slowly. He still has his hat on, but appears to have shaven and cleaned up a little. "Hey, Cody." << And what would that be, Gayo? Hmmm.... Dancing Matilda? ;) >> Hey Roric...How are you? Okay, I hope? «ooc: Waltzing. And no, actually it's a somewhat odd midi rendition of "Lily of the West". » * Cody looks very confused as to why Roric is here at all. ^^; * Roric pushes his hat back with his thumb. "I'm grouse, as usual. Takes a lot t'put out ol' Roric 'ere. Curious 'bout you, though." << Shoot, Waltzing. Heck I knew the tune first from a parody song, anyway. And yeah, although I don't know of that song that I can recall... >> * Roric shuts the door. Me...? * Roric sits on one of Janice's chairs, grinning. "Yer the only other person in 'ere, aintcha?" << Thanks. >> Well...yeah, but I didn't think you'd really wanted to bother with me at all. No offense. * Roric raises an eyebrow. "Oh? What makes ya say that?" Well... Janice told me that you used to live here. You were a Gemma Knight...or at least you were training to be one. Am I right? ....eh, more or less. * Roric chuckles. "Could be me with the stick up me ass standin' guard outside, I s'pose." ...There's someone standing guard outside? -_- Not 'ere. But they did up guard 'round th'shrine since ya came. I wish those guards would leave me alone for a second. They won't even let me go to the bathroom alone. Can't say it's a bad idea necessarily. I mean, you're the Gemma, right? ...Yeah. I know I am...but... *** Radwork is now known as Radien «ooc: God, Roric is an ass sometimes ;) » Roric: Well, like it or not, s'long as yer the Gemma, there's gonna be a 'ell of a lotta folks out there what wanna kill ya. «ooc: Or not. » «ooc: I am? :P » ...I sort of wish everyone here would stop treating me like I'm some symbol, you know? «ooc: That first line sounded kind of mean » ...I know...And that's a problem. «ooc: But you got better with the "Roric:" line ;)( » You're sort of lucky, Roric...If you wanted to, you could get away from being a Gemma Knight. I can't run away. «ooc: get = run » * Roric shrugs. "We don't get to pick our lots, mate. You want things t'be different, ya gotta make 'em that way. But you'd do good t'be careful right now. Got some sweet chickadees worried 'bout ya." * Roric shakes his head. "You can always run away." No I can't. It's just what you said. I'm wanted by everyone. Eh. Ya could work somethin' out. I could run as far away as I could and I'd still be found. Well, if that's 'ow ya feel. But look at it this way... Hm? You don't 'ave ta go quietly inta that good night, ya 'ear what I'm sayin'? No one should 'ave ta give up 'is life for some great almighty jus' cozza some accident o' birth. «ooc: word » All right...let's take your course of action then...and believe me, I thought of it. Let's say I ran away. Can I give you the possible scenario, Roric? * Roric nods. Okay...I run...and I have my life...but instead of that life I get nothing back but hate and scorn from running away from my duty. I can run from my duty, but I can't run away from the fact that I AM the Gemma. People will publicly scorn me...loathe me...call me a coward for abandoning the world and it's people. Heck, they might even kill me out of spite. And for what? So the world will collapse a few years later? I've had dreams of it Roric. I know it'll hapen. So in the end, I'll either die protecting the people I love but giving up my life or dying a few years later, but a coward. Pfeh. I don't buy this whole thin' about 'ow we need ta 'ave a Gemma or th'world'll fall apart. I mean, it's never 'appened, right? I've seen a lotta 'okum from religious types. But I've had dreams of it. You know about them, don't you? I mean...did Rachel tell you? If they didn't 'ave folks thinkin' dreadful things would 'appen for abandonin' their duty, everyone would. * Roric shakes his head. «ooc: Is that a yes or no shake? » *** Bahamut is now known as Bahaway «ooc: Yes is a nod. » Okay...I've had dreams often of the world falling apart. Collapsing. People dying around me, blood...darkness. Every night. I admit...before I met you, I probably would have run away...but now... ....and that means it's gonna 'appen? Cody, I 'ave a lotta dreams o' fuckin' Key, and I don't see that in th'near future. Now...I don't think I can anymore. «ooc: LOl. » * Cody blushes at that, "Um...yes...well..." Ya dream about things ya want or fear. And it ain't runnin' away, Cody. It's standin' up for yerself. ...Roric, why are you so concerened with my life? Why do you want me to run away so badly? I'm not trying to pin fault, I'm just curious. Up until now, you've shown no intrest in me...it's all been for money. << Key? Key the Metal Idol? ;) >> * Roric shrugs. "Before I didn't know 'ow screwed over ya were. I don't wanna see ya die 'coz some shitlick with a white 'at says so, 'sall." << Mmmmm, dark anime.... >> «ooc: Mmmmm, confusing anime.... » «ooc: Hehe. » ...Thank you...but no matter what Roric...no matter what I do, I'm screwed over. I accept that...that doesn't mean I won't look for another way, but even that hope is fading fast. Okay, Cody. Let's say ya don't run. Doesn't mean ya need ta cooperate. What are they gonna do? You can't make someone sacrifice 'imself. The council might not accept me. Yeah, that'd be a cryin' shame. I'll see to it that Kippo gets fixed up whatever 'appens. ...You realize that even if Kippo is saved, I can't stay there. I can't stay anywhere...The Empire knows who I am...don't they/ «ooc: er ? » Mebbe not. But wherever ya live, it's better than dyin'. And ya know, Cody...get a few years on ya, pick up a beard, mess with the hair a bit, and stop stayin' so clean...it's not gonna 'elp ta know 'oo ya are. ...I might need your help with that, you know. * Roric chuckles. "I'm a pro." No...listen...I mean as in right away. * Roric looks at him seriously. "Oh?" After I meet with the council...I'll know for sure what I'm going to do...but after that...you realize i'm not going to get out of Wendel without being noticed, right? Better yet, I can't really go anywhere without changing my look a bit... * Roric nods. "Walls suck that way. Ya lookin' for a reverse makeover, then?" Sort of...Not asking for black nail polish or anything...but something a bit different... If you could arrange that for me, I'd appreciate it. * Roric rubs his chin. "Where ya plannin' on goin'?" ...And if it could make me less effeminate, I'd appreciate that too. * Roric chuckles. "Yer not too bad." * Cody laughs, "Heh. You don't have to be nice, you know. I know I'm sissy looking...^^;. But...I think I need to go to the Empire...not just because I'm a Gemma...but...My mother is there." They have her there. I think she has the answers to a lot of my questions. ....I see. * Roric uncorks the wineskin and hands it to him. "Well, 'ere's the first step. Grows 'air on yer chest, dontcha know. I'll start scopin' out the place for a good way ta get out. Chrys or Tori'd do better, but I don't trust 'em." That might mean I have to be strong...play the role of the Gemma...to get to those questions. I accept that. I just want to know who I am. Khryos was a jerk but maybe he was right. Maybe my role is unique. * Cody laughs, "Oh, trust me I tried. I think it's an elf thing. Hair just doesn't grow ^^;" More fer me. *drinks from the bottle and recorks it* Well...not with booze though...*blushes* I'd rather not talk about it. * Roric chuckles to himself. "Mm hm." ...And Roric...Can you tell me just what Khryos did to me? I keep asking people, but they don't tell me. And all my stuff is gone except my pendant. *sighs* Seriously, though, Cod'...everyone's role is unique. Just a lotta people live an' die wit'out ever realizin' that. * Cody stops and thinks about that, "I'll remember that...I don't know if I can get away from my role...but I'll remember that." Well...I wasn't there at th'time, 'course, so this is kinda second 'and, but from what I 'ear...it was some sorta necromantic shit ta summon a dead bugger called Thanatos. Ya were mostly naked an' stared floatin' and glowy shit like that. «ooc: started » There was a lot of chantin' goin' on. * Cody starts blushing, "I...was what?" Ya know, eeny meeny mine moe, hastur hastur hastur, klaa...eh? Oh, I wouldn't sweat it. All these evil rituals involve bein' mostly naked, dinki di. Curvy knives, too. * Cody blushes even further, "And...Rachel...everyone...saw?" «ooc: Roric: 'Eh. They even FONDLED ya a bit! » Well, I didn't. Don't think the kid did neither. But look at it this way, mate. We seen ya in a pink dress already. Way I figger it, naked's a step up. * Cody blushes further and sputters a bit, then forces himself to calm down, "He tried to summon Thanatos?" Yeah. Ya 'eard o' 'im? ...Yeah...He's the one who...well...he killed my B...stepbrother. «ooc: I assume it'd be stepbrother...brother. I'm not really sure what a brohter would be called in an adopted family. :P » Ah. Well, I wouldn't sweat it. Apparently Khyros needs ya dead ta do this thin', and he ain't gettin' that no time soon. «ooc: Could be brother now that I think of it. Oh well. » *** Radien (radiens@c339940-a.eugene1.or.home.com) has left #Pureland You think he needed me dead? Or... Sounds that way. ...He'll be back. I'm sure of it. Ya oughtta ask Tori. I'm sure 'e'd be square witcha. Well, yeah, that's a given. So we just kill 'im when 'e comes back. Problem solved, right? I hope so...You're really going to help us, Roric? Why? Coz I can't count on no one else ta. What about Rachel? I ain't real thrilled about it either, mind you. But ya can't count on anyone in a situation like this. Rachel...might be a good bet. But she's got some problems. Problems I ain't sure she can deal with. ...I want to help her like she helped me. That's not too overly ambitious, is it? I mean...a protectee can protect a supposed protector, right? Not sure anyone can really protect anyone else. But...yeah, nah, you're right. * Cody smiles a bit, "I want to protect her too. It's funny...I thought that everyone except Rahne and Rachel didn't really care much about me...but they all saved my life. I want to repay that kindness someday." I realize it could have just been because I was a Gemma...but...in their eyes...something...it didn't seem like it was just that. ...Then again, I feel really crappy, so what do I know? «ooc: felt. » * Roric nods. "Be careful around Chrys, Niki and Rhi, though, Cody. Really." Niki I understand. She's insane...Rhiana I can see because she's from the empire...but Chrys? Has he gotten worse? Chrys doesn't care 'bout much but 'is own intentions. I got reason t'believe 'e ain't what 'e says 'e is, either, and unlike me, 'is reasons may not be entirely in self-interest. Ain't sayin' nothin' for sure, just be careful, eh? Not sure I'd keep 'im informed 'bout this plan t'ditch the goddess botherers if I were you. ...I didn't say I was outright ditching them. Right. I just realize that getting out of Wendel when the time comes will be difficult. I want as little fanfare as possible. I'm just sayin', it ain't good ta take the enemy along, and I ain't sure where a couple folks stand yet * Cody nods a little, "I see. Thanks Roric..." Basically...Chrys an' Rhi 'ave their own agendas. You need ta figger out where you fit in in them. Rachel's sterling though. Ya want 'er by yer side. Not so sure 'bout Rahne... * Cody looks down in shame, "I can see why...I never meant to hurt her." More complex than that. Rahne's torn. I ain't sure yet whether she's gonna choose Cody or the Gemma. ...I was hoping that if she didn't want to be friends with me, it was because of who I was and not because I was the Gemma. ...Maybe it was hopeful thinking...I don't know. She said she loves me, but I...*Shakes his head*..I'm rambling, sorry. People throw around that word pretty freely. Ta be honest, the real thin's prolly worse than the little dalliances. I don't know if I agree with that...but I do feel bad for misleading her. Heh. Well, any'ow, that's a separate issue. * Cody nods. «ooc: So, Roric? Where's the Obligatory Yoai? ;) » «ooc: er Yaoi. » «ooc: I dunno, Cody didn't seem like he was into gay sex. But if he is, hey. » «ooc: lOl ;p » ......heh. Headin' ta the Empire. What a suicide mission. I know...if I go now it will be. It's why I still have to visit the elementals...seal the seeds. Maybe then I'll get the answers...and I'll know how things will turn out. Hmm. * Roric scratches his head. "We'll 'ave ta be damn careful 'bout that. Don't wanna make it too obvious where our next stop is. Mebbe we should just take Rachel for that." Well...no matter what, we have to go back to Kippo...I still need to save my town. I hope you don't mind... Nah, I'm easy. Okay. Once we do that, we might be able to figure out our next move...or maybe the council knows. I don't know...We'll have to see. * Roric nods. ...I should get goin', I s'pose. Check things out 'round town. Hey... Hmm? Can I get ya anythin'? Booze, grub, porno, real clothes? * Cody laughs, "Well...Maybe some food...and clothes. I'd appreciate that. I don't think I should read porno or drink booze here. I might kill a priestess or something." "Kill" wasn't what I was thinkin' But sure, I'll score you some stuff. Thanks Roric...for everything. Don't thank me yet...'ard part's yet ta come. * Roric stands and tips his hat. * Cody nods, "Yeah...True. Guess it'll start tomorrow." * Roric chuckles and leaves the room with a final look behind. He shuts the door with a click. >> As Roric's footsteps vanish down the hall, oppressive silence reigns again... * Cody looks out towards the window once more, the sky now dark. Tomorrow...everything will be different... «ooc: ^^ End. » «ooc: er...should I do sexy endies or you? ^^ » 2--SESSION END-- Session Close: Mon Jan 22 20:42:10 2001