Edolas Meeting

[cadenza]

"Snow everywhere, rather sickening really." Her emotionless green eyes whipped across the snow, an arm to her hip and a frown on her face.
She held a hand up to block the snowflakes from hitting her face, her gaze looking through her fingers, eye ignoring the wedding ring that was on her ring finger.

"Syana, look over there." A black rabbit jumped up onto her shoulder, the blue jewel shining on its forehead. His eyes were closed and the wind blew through his ears, causing them to flow behind him, the piercing being hit with flakes.
Syana's gaze followed where this black rabbit was pointed, the cold not even bothering her.
"Ah yes, a cave." She observed, heading through the snow and kicking it up as she walked.
As the mouth of the cave came into view, she walked in and turned to face the entrance.

"Just how did I get here?" She questioned, brushing the snow off her black dress, pulling up the ribbons that wrapped around her legs up to her knees. As she pressed a hand to her cheek, brushing the water away from the black markings that left her lower eyelid and reached her cheek, with tear drop markings on both sides.

Turning, she headed further in and paused at the sound of growling.
"Growls, that's definitely a bad sign." She stated coldly to herself, no sound of fear in her voice. She looked towards the bottom of the cave, the sounds of footsteps thumping and roaring as a huge wendigo pushed out of the darkness and waved his huge hands towards Syana, clearly angry that the female had intruded into his area.

Syana held her hands out and the black rabbits jewel shone, two red and white bladed chakrams appeared in her hands, her fingers in the center of them and she instantly leaped towards the Wendigo, standing carefully by the sound of it as it went to hit her away, spinning the chakram and slicing through it's arm, slicing it off cleanly. Out of nowhere, a gust of wind blew against the Wendigo and knocked it back against the wall, causing it to sink down before standing up and roaring in pure rage.

No fear appeared in Syana's eyes, they just glared at the Wendigo before she dashed toward the beast, letting go of Chakram and sending it cleanly through the beast, twisting her wrist and pulling the Chakram back with a ribbon she had attached to the Chakram in the center, as she pulled it back, she caught it and then watched as blood spewed from the now sliced creature as it fell on the ground.
"We now have shelter, food and heat. I have a lighter on me, we can easily make us a nice home here."

The black rabbit nodded, summoning back the Chakram's and leaping down off the girl to examine the Wendigo for anything of value, shaking his head and heading towards Syana.
"Good one Syana." He applauded.

[Battler Myrddin]

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[cadenza]

"Somebody who isn't somebody is coming." The black rabbit dashed towards the entrance of the cave, his fur spiked up before catching sight of the being who clambered up.
"It's your husband" He mused, taking a step to the side to welcome Battler.

Syana's emotionless green eyes flashed towards the male, so she wasn't the only one here? As she watched him, she could instantly feel (Seeing as she's not as oblivious as the Earthland Syana) that this Battler wasn't hers. In fact, he was definitely somebody who was Battler.
When he questioned her, she glared at him, parting her lips to speak. "I am here because I traveled? Clearly the same question is for you, imposter." She glared at him, her voice deep and mature and she was definitely a lot quicker to catch on.

"You look like somebody I know." She lowered her hand to the ground, the ring pressing against the floor and ringing softly as the metal clashed with rock. "However, he doesn't sound or have the same eye color as you do. Nice try being him, but you're too different." She narrowed her eyes, something about this new world seemed odd.
Normally, Battler would touch up her body at the first shot he got. This Battler... He just bluntly spoke to her and clearly acted like he knew her, but just barely.

She pursed her lips, deciding to test out a theory. "Seems we can /play/ a little game to keep each other warm in this cave, would you like to~" She pressed a hand to her chest, moving her legs closer to her body and allowing a seductive look to overflow her
If he had accepted it in a way that her Battler would, she knew it would be him; if he rejected, this was not him.
The air was different and so was this aura that emitted from him.

[Battler Myrddin]

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[cadenza]

Syana watched him, moving her hand towards Mokona in case a fight was to suddenly evolve. Pausing, her green eyes narrowed, paused to attack if need be.
Suddenly, she smirked. "You are not my Battler, he would taken the opportunity I had given him straight away." She stared at him like he was mad, eyes narrowed and she glared at this male, clearly unhappy.
"My name is Syana, Syana Alexis Cadenza, but people call me Madam Sya." She took a step forward, grabbing Mokona and holding him.

Looking towards Battler, she raised an eyebrow. "Ever since I bought him at a black market, he has always been white. I've had him for almost.. 13 years now." She turned to face Battler, walking over to him and pressing a hand to his chin, inspecting him closer and then walking around him. Noticing the golden bird marking, she blinked.
"What's this? My Battler never worse anything so obscure like this." She pointed at it. "How odd."

"That's not your Battler." Mokona pointed out, looking towards Battler and then pondered. "Their aura's are completely different and he doesn't sound so doting."

[Battler Myrddin]

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[cadenza]

Edo-Syana's eyes narrowed at the male, watching him taking hold of this glowing sword. She shifted her gaze coolly towards Battler and raised an eyebrow, her lips pursed and an unimpressed expression on her face. Her emotionless, or rather, pupiless eyes narrowed with an accusing stare.

Mokona's reaction suddenly froze, his body tightening and tensing as Battler began to have an ominous feeling to him. His eyes closed instantly and he felt frozen. "Lady Syana..." His eyes saw the image of the magic that Battler was causing, feeling it send chills down his body.
"He's untrustworthy."
Syana, being unaware of what was being unseen through her eyes had listened to Mokona before showing great interest towards Battler.
"For you to make Mokona act like this, you must have some odd magic to you." She had a deep ominous tone to her voice and an arm rested to her side.

What he said next made a smile cruel over her face, her teeth being revealed with a wide and evil grin.
"Ah yes, that sounds like a good idea." She spoke softly, a sincere tone edge. "We need to learn more, this could be a great opportunity to understand each others worlds." She looked back at Battler, having walked past him to the mouth of the cave as she spoke.

"Have you ever seen these?" She held her hands out, circular items appeared in her hands, spikes jutting out all around the barrier with bars going through the middle in at X motion. These were Syana's weapons, Chakrams. She glanced towards Mokona, a thankful look in her eyes after he had summoned both Chakrams.
"Ever seen or heard of these beautiful works of art?"

[Battler Myrddin]

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[cadenza]

"Don't listen to him, Chakram's aren't crude." Syana mused, letting the chakrams vanish once more and then followed after him. She hesitated for a few seconds, brushing her hand down her chest to her waist and pondering. "So what is this world like? What was that odd sorcery you did?" She asked, somewhat curious. "Reckon I could learn such odd magic?" Her black boots hit the ground and her emotionless dark green eyes narrowed a little as she listened to the wind buffet her.

"Actually, show me around." She halted, realizing the sort of tense tension that was emitting off of Battler, causing her to sigh and her tone soften. "I'm not going to stab you in the back or attempt to kill you - as tempting as it need be." She shrugged. "That's just me. Anyway, my Battler always has one annoying woman around him, or sometimes. She's a pain in, but he's happy so I can't pester."

As the wind buffeted her, she didn't even grimace. Not even the black Mokona she had with her seemed to care. His stance was firm behind her and he was quite happy being able to walk.

((Why you no reply with Syo? D: I just spouted crap, apologies))

[Battler Myrddin]

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