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Old 05-16-2017, 09:01 AM
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Default Re: Upheaval: The Daeva of Disaster's Disaster



It wasn't the pain that woke her up - it was the odd sensation of something wet on her face and her hair being gently but constantly pulled. She could hear a soft snorting, like some large monster was nearby. Something wet and warm splashed down onto her chin. Slowly, groggily, her mismatched eyes opened, peering up at locks of her pink hair being pulled up into the air above her face. A dark shape hovered over her, and she could just barely make out a sharp fanged maw with a few gibbets of torn, raw flesh stuck between the teeth. It seemed to be eating her hair. She blinked. A fat dollop of warm saliva dribbled down onto her nose. The beast chewed at her hair quietly, not seeming to be trying to eat it, just...mouthing her pink strands. A long moment of confusion set in before realization smashed into her befuddled brain.

"R-Ruffles...?" She squeaked out. The snuffling and snorting stopped, and the beast opened its toothy maw, letting her wet hair fall down and splatter against her face. The black Pagati rumbled quietly, and Lumin beamed up at him through her saliva-soaked hair. "Ruffles! You saveded me!" Her dark lips twisted into a smile, she raised her arms and hugged the massive head, burying her face into the scaley beast's neck. He rumbled happily, and as she let him go, he gave her face a long, slobbery lick. "You're such a good boy yes you is! Yes you is, yes you is!" She crooned happily to draconic beast. His thick tail thumped happily against the stone ground.

Slowly, she pulled herself up to a sitting position, amethyst and silver-blue eyes scanning their surroundings. A moment later, the pain hit full-force, sending her head swimming. "Nnrrrg....I'm all hurty. Not in a good way either." She gave her head a shake, trying to dismiss the pain.

The pagati sat on his haunches to her right. Water was lapping at her feet, and she realized that she was completely soaked, her leather squishing with every movement. It was terribly cold. She shivered, her mane bristling to trap some air against her skin. They were in a large, dark chamber, of well-hewn stone. There were several halls and doorways scattered through the chamber,and two massive doors on either end. The ceiling was partially crumbled, and water was slowly pouring in, gathering near the crumbled entry. It took her a moment to recognize the place - this was Beritra's Idgel Research Center beneath Pradeth, the laboratory that neither Elyos nor Asmodian daevas had been able to purge.

Bodies were scattered through the main chamber - some were clearly ide mutants, others were balaur and a few were Elyos and Asmodians. That gave Lumin a moment of pause. "Ruffles how come there's dead daevas?" She looked to the pagati a moment, as if expecting him to answer her. Instead, he slobbered and nuzzled his head against her face. "Awww I love you too Ruffleypoo! But daeva bodies don't stay around when we die we go back to wherever our souls are bou---"

She stopped mid sentence, mouth opened in surprise. She closed her eyes a moment, and felt her own aetheric field. All of her aether was here. Her eyes opened again, this time in panic. "Oh no Ruffles the obelisk in the Danuar Spire! It's gone! So's The Battle Kisk I was soulbound to! I don't wanna disappear again!" She clutched desperately at the slobbering pagati's neck, hugging him. "I don't wanna be in the cold and dark again. Being dead sucks! Mega Ultra Whammy Pow Sucks!"

She stayed there, buried against her pagati for along while. The only sounds she could hear were her own breathing, Ruffles' breaths, and the slow gush of flowing water. Her left foot felt especially damp, and after a moment she felt something moving against the leather of her boot. She peeked her eyes up from Ruffles' black,scaly neck to look down.

Her foot was submerged in water. It hadn't been a few minutes ago. The water level was rising.

"Oh no, Ruffles! We're gonna be drownded! And we'll be dead for real real, not for play play! We gotta find a way to get out of here!"

Galvanized, she pulled herself to her feet, and nearly fell back down, woozy. The pain in her head flared brightly. "Oww...." She reached up, and felt thick liquid seeping from her hairline. "Ruffles I musta gotted cut pretty bad or hit with a rock or something. Prolly a rock 'cause that'd explain why I feel all woobly." She glanced around and saw her pink hat amidst the rubble. She scooped it up and plopped it down on her wet hair. "Maybe there's something in here we can use to escape, Ruffles!

The pagati looked up at her, his slitted, reptilian eyes watching her. He bobbed his head. She nodded. "Yeah! We can totally escape Ruffles! You're right." The pagati slowly stood, stretching its massive hind legs. It padded over a few feet and plopped down with a loud thump next to an Elyos corpse. He promptly pulled the dead Elysian's arm up with his foreclaws and began to gnaw at the flesh. "Good idea Ruffles! We'll prolly get hungry! You're in charge of getting provi---provisio---yumyums! I'll totally look around and see if there's something we can use to get out of here!" The pagati’s slitted eyes looked over to the pink woman, pausing a moment in his gnawing to slobber all over the dead flesh. Then he went back to gnawing, giving silent accord to her plan.

Carefully, she made her way through the dark, her mismatched eyes shining in the gloom. She could see fairly well in the near-pitch, though some of the broken walls and debris were half-submerged in the growing pool of water. She took each step slowly, knowing that there was a distinct possibility that some of the test subjects - or their handlers - could still be alive.

As she moved through the broken facility, she could spy the corpses scattered among the fallen debris - balaur researchers, Elyos and Asmodians likely washed in from the disaster, and even worse things. Crushed beneath a massive chunk of fallen masonry, she could see the remains of a massive tricorn, its hide swirling with idian colors even in death.

The soft sound of something slithering through the rubble caught her attention just before it leapt at her - a massive, pale clodworm launched itself from the rubble, trying to attach its rounded suckers to her flesh. With a squeak of disgust she hopped back, batting it aside, her claws raking a few shallow cuts in the worm's soft, pasty flesh. It screeched, trying to turn on her, but she raised her spiked heel up and smashed it down on the worm's head, crushing it. The two foot long helminth thrashed a few times before going still. More movement caught her eye, and she spotted several more of the parasites attached to the corpse of the idian tricorn, sucking away at clotted blood and devouring dead flesh. "Eww. Ruffles we got worms!" The pagati looked up, uninterested, then went back to gnawing his Elyos arm.

She slipped into the shadows, sneaking past the feasting clodworms. Her explorations led to more bodies and cave-ins - but nothing useful. One corridor led to a flight of stairs that were wholly caved in, another led to a simple chamber with a host of dead Reians piled into a heap.

She was about to head back to Ruffles, dejected at her failure to find anything of use, when she spotted a door half-hidden behind some caved in masonry. She slipped beneath the fallen arch, and pried the door open. Within was an armory of sorts - balic weapons lined the walls, with a massive cannon taking up one corner. A torn open metal crate dominated the room, marked with balaur writings. She crept in, her usual smile widening to a massive, toothy grin. Eyes wide with wonder, she moved over to the crate. Within were long, wide metal tubes, each capped with a conical shape. Missiles... Her mouth opened as her smile grew wider and wider, eclipsing her face, eyes shining down on her find with a mad joy.

"Ruffles baby we're gonna get out! Woooo Asplosions! Yay Lumin!" She called out to the pagati, whose attention was focused on ripping a bit of gristle from the Elyos' bone.

Glancing around at the armory, her mind began to spin as a plan began to rip and tear its way through her mind. Her eyes danced from instrument to instrument, searching for what she would need. "Gots everything...but it's gotta be red so it goes faster..."

Blood was red. And there were lots of bodies down here. And there were rusty weapons that were corroding in the sea water. And oil in the armory for maintenance. Yes.

Lumin began to work.


Ruffles slobbered over the thigh he was eating, his thick saliva splattering onto the torn open muscles. He gathered the food-thing up against his chest as he laid half atop the corpse, and craned his head in to tear at the flesh. Sudden banging from the other-place where his mother had gone made him jerk his head up. He heard her making the happy-sounds though, so she wasn't being attacked. He bent back down to tear a strip of food from the food-thing, and the banging resumed.

By the time the banging stopped, he had stripped the carcass of its best food-bits. His head perked up as his mother appeared out of the other-place, smelling of sweat. He was sleepy. The scary-things had happened this morning and now it was very late. His mother curled up against him, and he drooled happily.

"You know Ruffles, we're gonna get out of here. My plan's totally gonna work! It's gonna be so neato-sweeto you'll see. And you're gonna love your new harness it's super duper extralooper spiffaroonie. But it's gonna take some time, 'cause I think something really bad happened! Like, I think that tidal wave made us totally underwater! I'm not sure though. But the water keeps getting higher in here. I think we got a couple days still afore this place is all watery but I think we gots enough time for me to finish. Luckily you got lots of yumyums to eat. I'll be ok I think. Though my tummy's getting awfully grumbalicious." His mother murmured to him. He didn't know what her sounds were, except for his name. And yumyums, he knew what that meant. Food-things. But she sounded happy, and that made the memories of the scary-things that had happened today a bit less scary. She closed her eyes and so did he. Together, they slept, as the water slowly poured into their temporary refuge.

When he woke up, his mother was gone. But he could smell bad-fire from the same other-place that she had been yesterday, and he could hear her making the quiet-happy-sounds. He could also smell metal melting. But he had eaten a lot of yumyums, so he just closed his eyes and drifted back to sleep, digesting his feast.

He woke up when his mother laid down with him. She smelled tired and he could hear her belly rumble. He was sad. She couldn't eat any of the food that was slowly rotting in this cave-place. She didn't make any of her usual squawky sounds, and that was very unlike her. She simply laid against his flank and slipped into slumber. He turned his head and nuzzled her, getting slobber over her pink jerkin. He stayed there, awake and watchful for hours as she slept, and the water crept higher. Eventually, he fell asleep too.

Cold. Wet. The water woke him. A slitted eye opened, then the other. His feet and belly were in the cold, salty water. He lapped at the liquid. Blechh! He grimaced in the way only lizards can, tongue extended. He coughed, then pushed himself up off the now wet ground. He could smell blood - lots of it. But it was old blood. His mother was moving around the bodies, and the bucket she carried smelled of rotting blood. When she saw him getting up, she paused, her mismatched eyes gleaming in the dark. “Don’t worry Ruffles, he’s almost done! And your harness is done, I maded that first ‘cause it was harder. We’re gonna get out of here soon!” She squawked happily. He padded over to her and nuzzled her face. Her eyes were sunken into her skull, and she looked thin. Famished. He whined a little, and she set the bucket of blood down and hugged his head against her shoulder. “Don’t worry Ruffles we’ll be okiedokielokie soon!”

He gently pulled away, drooling onto her hat a bit. Then he padded away and picked up the remains of the arm he had gnawed the first night - nothing more than some crunched up bone. He tossed it up in the air and across the room, then scampered after it. When he caught up to it, he crunched it beneath his feet. He sniffed the air, and began to inspect the remains of the crushed poison-horn. Its hide was stripped by the clodworms, which were all dead around it. He sniffed them, and hopped back. They were poison. Poison like the poison that his mother had put into her. But most of her poison was gone. These were full of poison. They wouldn’t be yumyums. They were bad-things. He moved over to some fallen masonry, and selected a rock, then picked it up in his jaws - getting slobber all over it - and carefully moved it over to the clodworms, and carefully put it down atop one of them. He repeated the action over and over, carefully burying the poison-things. Poison-things were bad.

After he finished, he carefully moved to the highest spot in the room, and settled down onto his belly, and slept.


The smell was starting to bother her. All of the corpses were rotting now, and that made them way less fun than they were when they were fresh. She splattered the last bucketful of red over her escape plan - it was sure to go way faster because everyone knows that red things go faster. Her stomach growled loudly. Hunger had been hounding her for days, but she didn’t really have any solutions to that - she wasn’t a cannibal after all, and what few creatures that were in the ruined research center were tainted with Ide. She felt a connection with the stuff, ever since the balaur had experimented on her, but she didn’t think it would be safe to eat ide poisoned flesh, and she couldn’t take the risk of dying.

Death now would be death forever. She’d been there, done that, and wasn’t going to go back to the cold and the dark and the loneliness.

On the bright side, Ruffles had had plenty to eat. He looked positively pudgy.

It had taken her days, but she was pretty sure that she was finished. The water was starting to get into the armory now. She knew she needed to hurry, but another growl from her belly reminded her how hungry she felt.

She stood back, looking to her creations. Her constant smile widened and widened. This was totally going to work. "Ruffles! Here boy!" She called out in a sing-song fashion. A few moments later the pagati's dark head popped into the doorway, a half-gnawed Asmodian leg hanging from his jaws. Then he shuffled into the room, and carefully set leg down, as though it were some sort of precious treasure. He even nudged it towards Lumin. Her heart melted a little at how adorable he was being ahd she bounded over to him, giving him a big hug and a kiss on his nose. "You're so cute Ruffles. Looky looky we got our escapeamajiggs!" She wrapped her arms around his neck, and half-turned, motioning with her other hand towards the three large objects that now dominated the armory.

She had cannibalized the cannon's chassis, and combined it with Ruffles' saddle and harness. There were half a dozen black, ide-powered rockets attached to what had once been a cannon, and was now a terrifying abomination of rocket science. It looked unwieldy, and insanely dangerous. It was perfect. "That one's for my Ruffly Ruffles. You're gonna be the first ever ROCKET POWERED PAGATI! WHOOOSH ZOOM! YAY RUFFLES!"

She hopped up and down excitedly, and the pagati, not realizing the horrors this would entail for him, danced from one foot to the other excitedly, too,mirroring her motions.

"And that's my escapeamajigg!" She pointed to the single rocket. She had taken more time with it, because she had to control it more. She'd added stabilizing fins, a metal seat, and several control levers. She was proud of her work. Turning the idgel core into a source of power for the rocket's engine hadn't been easy. But most importantly she had painted it red. She'd even painted a face on it, a scary-scary face with a giant mean mouth with big teeth, and its belly was yellow and looked like fire. She had had to make the paints herself, using the oils in the armory, rust, and blood. Salt from the seawater made the white of the teeth and eyes. Yellow had been harder, but she’d managed. Now it was not only red, but the fire pattern meant it would go even faster than something that was just red. "Ruffles, meet Chompers! I'mma ride him so that we're both ROCKET POWERED YAY US YAY RUFFLES YAY LUMIN!" She squealed happily, before bouncing up and down again. After a moment, she calmed.

"Okiedokielokie, Ruffles. We're gonna escape but I need your help we also gotsa take that -" she motioned to the other object - it was the rest of the rockets from the crate. Or, rather, their warheads, all detached and welded together onto a frame. "--and we gotta put it up near the entry so we can blast the rubble out. Then when the water's rushing in we'll rocket out and escape! Woosh!" She held her hand out and made it zoom around, spinning in a circle as she did, before having her hand go up and up until she couldn't reach any more and was pointing to the ceiling. "Just Like that! We'll rocket away to safety and be back at Danuar Spire by lunchtime. Um. Assuming it's morning. I dunno what time it really is. Maybe it's dinner time! We could be back by midnight snacktime. I guess that'd be midnight. Either way, GO US! WOOO!" She threw her arms up in the air happily.

With Ruffles' help, she managed to get the makeshift bomb into place, the pagati dragging the rigging along the broken and rubble-strewn floor. Getting his Rocket Harness on proved to be a hassle. The pagati kept mouthing one of the rockets, trying to eat it. "Ruffles no no no rockets aren't for eating they're for escaping." She admonished, but he paid little heed to her words of wisdom. After the sixteenth try, she sighed and snatched up a bone and offered it to the pagati, who snatched it up in his mouth. Once he was cracking into that, she managed to get the elaborate harness onto his back. She'd added extra buckles to his old saddle to make sure it would stay on - thankfully the Elyos and Asmodian corpses had all had belts. She knew just his wings would never be able to give him the steering power he'd need- plus she was pretty sure they were underwater because seawater had been steadily pouring in, and so she'd created a long, metal tailfin assembly hat she stretched out along his tail - he'd be able to sort of steer himself using his tail and his wings. Once the rockets were strapped to Ruffles she squeezed his head like a mother would her baby and kissed his muzzle. Then she produced a pair of massive goggles that she'd rigged together, and carefully slid them over his head, strapping them on. He blinked his scaley eyes from behind the heavy rounded crystal goggles. "You're A-OK for Liftoff, Ruffles!"

His only response was to drool more, and drop his bone. After a moment he made a rumbly growly hurrrrr sound. She giggled, and moved over to the almost shark-like red missile she would use herself. She slipped onto it and took a deep breath. She flipped the big,red switch, and suddenly the contraption roared to life. Fire burst from the rear and the machine began to float, its idgel core whirring within. "Wooo! Chompers, YEAH! ALRIGHT, RUFFLES!" She reached up and unhooked the goggles over the brim of her hat, and pulled them down, affixing them over her eyes.

"We are good to launch Ruffles, Ten-For Good Buddy." She slipped up the little button that would send a magical pulse to the explosives. She bit her tongue between her teeth in concentration, then pressed the button.


The explosion ripped through stone, wood, and water. Lumin gasped and laughed aloud in joy, her laughter drowned out by the thunder of the detonations. Water roared in, an almost tidal wave of sea water smashing aside the rubble. They were going to be crushed. "LIFT OFF!" she yelled, laughing as she hit the other button on the little device she held. the rockets attached to Ruffles burst into life, and with a terrified yowling screech, the pagati took off. Lumin pocketed the device and pushed the levers on Chompers forward as she took a deep breath of air, and she too burst forward. Together, they smashed into the onrushing water. The ide-powered rockets needed no air to burn, their magical fuel propelling them through the seawater as if it were slightly thicker air.

The two burst out into the underwater remains of what once was Pradeth fortress. It was dark, and the pressure was crushing, but faint light could be seen above - the light of the sun. Her cheeks bulging with the last gasp of air she had taken before her start, Lumin angled Chompers upwards, rocketing through the salty liquid gloom. Ruffles was a few feet away, his rocket pack slower, due to his bulk. She passed him, and he instinctively began trying to follow her. Fish and other sea creatures swam and buzzed about them, even a great razortooth, but the Rocketeers were moving too fast to be in any danger from the massive predator.

The light grew greater and greater, and just as Lumin's breath was about to give out, she burst up and out of the water in a spray of saltwater droplets. A moment later, Ruffles too burst out of the water, their cascade of spray forming a rainbow in the air about them. Lumin hooped and hollered in joy, as her rocket-bike descended down, and began to skip along the surface of the water, almost skiing over the ocean. Ruffles unfurled his massive wings, and began to rise up, trying to steer himself. He was used to flying, but not at this speed. Both were exhilarated, Lumin's eyes wide with wonder and joy behind her goggles. Ruffles' tongue hung from his mouth, almost flapping in the wind of his passage. He beat his wings up a few times, giving some distance from the waves as he roared along, crying out a loud GRUUUUUUURRRRR of happiness.

Lumin stayed close to the water, Chompers zooming along over waves, sometimes jumping, sometimes almost sinking into the water before the ide engine kicked in and Lumin tore his nose upwards. In the distance, she could see a massive, tilted and twisted spire of black stone rising high into the sky, like a twisted mockery of Aion, the Tower of Fate. Below the dark spire was a continent, a land she'd never seen before - even when she'd been aboard the Habrok and travelling from Gelkmaros down to Katalam. The strange new land was the only land she could spy, and so she pointed towards it, and yelled happily.

“Ruffles, we gotsa go thataway, I think! I bet that’s big towerythingajigger’s what caused the waveajigg, ‘cause it totally wasn’t me!” Lumin called out to Ruffles as they blasted through the bright day. The Pagati arfed happily at her, and together, they zoomed through the air, the wind whipping Lumin's pink hair back behind her. Flocks of white birds burst from the water where they had been floating, and Lumin laughed joyously. Ruffles tried to snatch one in his mouth, but missed. Lumin giggle-snorted, beaming happily. Despite all of the horror and terror and hard work of the last...however long it had been, this moment in time was truly enjoyable for the pink assassin.

As they sped along, a pod of sea-beasts burst up beneath the two Rocketeers, their grey bodies dancing through the ocean surf like clowns. Lumin beamed happily, looking from them to the beautiful scene around them. Ahead, the strange land was approaching. The massive, twisted spire of darkness rose, and faintly amid the clouds, her keen eyes spotted a shape. “Ruffles, there’s a Air Ship up there! In the….uh...East I think! I bet it’s the Habrok, there’s other survivors! I bet they got nomnoms! Let’s go!” She pointed upwards towards the dark speck in the sky, and twisted the modified rocket about, heading towards the eastern half of the strange, new continent. Ruffles followed after, drool shooting past his shoulder to gradually splatter into the ocean behind them.