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Sat Jul 13, 2019 10:27 pm

VASTIME'S TECHNOMAGE




ASHA

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There were truly no words that could properly be used to describe how loyal she was to her organization. "My life belongs to Vastime." It was uttered many times and confirmed just as much, and yet even if she uttered the phrase a thousand times, no one would ever truly understand how loyal she was to the collective of warriors and individuals with their goals pledged towards progress, towards the protection of earth and its inhabitants.

It was never mere bravado and most who questioned it would likely face every manner of humiliation she could provide. In a word, it was they who gave her a purpose, who defined her livelihood and those who she aimed to give her very best.

Each invention, each concept was written out on paper, was not merely meant to be a passing fancy or an item used for a cheap thrill. No, she felt that as collective, they required items that would serve them on the battlefield, against the supernatural threats of the world. Hayden had victoriously overcome one of Shadowfall's strongest warriors in Ravan.

It was a momentary victory but one she still took pride in. Even so, she could not help but feel envious... because lately, she felt that she was hardly doing anything but creating from the background.

She knew it was a role she was best suited to, but to see the warriors successfully accumulating victories and analyzing them... she could not help but feel that slight sense of envy. Self-doubt would get her nowhere. Somewhere within the plains of Africa, she sat by a river, tinkering around with her compact lab as she reflected on where she should go from here, how she could aid her comrades in this war...






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Thu Jan 16, 2020 1:26 am
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Vastime had won battles on almost every continent, each one gaining them fame and fervor among their people. With their king having secured a vital blow to Shadowfall things where good, but what many did not know was the hidden cost. For every inch of land they took, Vastimian blood turned the world red. Each soldier which was cut down added to the flame which took hold of their people. It was by their blood the earth would be free'd, and it would be by their vows of vengeance which would be the means of doing it.

For Atlas d'al Decter entered lab his mixed eyes of hazel and blue, one being mechanical, seemed to burn with all the intensity she knew of him. The general of their forces, the right hand to the king, and a man who had personally led the European invasion. But there was something different about him, for where his left arms should be was nothing. Below the elbow it was simply gone, his sleeve folded upwards.

"I trust your efforts are well, Asha?"

That firm voice, seemed to be unconcerned with his arm. If this was a facade or not couldn't be told, such a hard man to decipher. But he seemed off slightly, as he approached her he still held that immense piercing gaze. As if, if only for this moment, she held his complete attention.



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Fri Jan 24, 2020 4:20 am

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Turning her gaze towards the unexpected voice, Asha could easily recognize that it belonged to the Warhound of Vastime. It was a voice she had always been familiar with, from the first day they met. Strong, dignified, graceful - his was an image that had never failed to inspire her.

He represented his title as fiercely as any other man and even if you told him things seemed impossible, he would fight on until his very last breath. Asha rose from the seat she created by the river, observing the appearance of Atlas. She gazed into those powerful Hetechromic eyes before her gaze trailed down to the rest of his physical appearance. There was no confirmation necessary. Asha had already concluded that Atlas had lost his arm on the field of battle.

"Your arm..."

The European Invasion... Asha was well aware that Vastime was wholly intent on taking back every source of land Mana had secured.

She had not personally participated in the conflict - observing the event from her screen, directing soldiers, watching over Atlas. If all that was lost was an arm, Asha was happy beyond measure.

Her hands rose up to touch the area where his left arm once was.

Silently, she leaned her head into his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Though he was bloodied, he was unbowed. The loss of his arm did not seem to bother him, but then, Atlas was precisely the type of man who was a master at hiding his emotions.


"I am not particularly well. Or rather, I am questioning if I have done right by this organization. You and Hayden... such strong and mighty men, waging your lives on the battlefield to restore honor in the continents overwhelmed by demons..."

Asha gazed into his expression with amethyst eyes, as if they were searching for affirmation.

"Have I did my best to give my all to Vastime...?"

It was a genuine question, one that required his utmost honesty. She could handle it. She just needed to hear it, to know what could be executed better, what technology could be produced to truly make her mark. Hell, she'd walk to the battlefield if he demanded her to.



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Mon Jan 27, 2020 2:28 am
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"By asking such questions everyday, is the first step to doing so, Asha."

The man replied with an almost philosphical level of strength to his voice, unbent in his belief towards such a notion. Her head coming to rest against his chest she could feel the steady thrumming heart beat of a man, of a human, who was willing to give his all to his nation. A man who was slowly beginning to rebel against his own fate, to determine his future by his own terms.

A thin smile was offered to her as she show'd concern for his being, swept up more in his concern than her own. That singular arm would raise upwards, to come to rest on her shoulder. The gloved hand smooth, despite the skin underneath callous and rough. He stared at her eyes with pride and his own level of respect. "My arm may be gone, but my oath to my king was 'So long as I have a leg to stand upon, an arm to swing with, and an eye to see with'. I see my body and mind may still operate, so I will continue to act." The man informed her, showing that his commitment to his king and nation was total.

With that he'd bring a hand upwards offering a small stroke of her cheek, almost praising, before dropping it. "You have asked what you can do for the nation hundred times over. Think not of this war, but the tomorrow beyond it. Save the lives of my soldiers, so that they may prosper when they return Asha. But let me ask, how may I help you?"



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Sat Feb 01, 2020 5:23 am

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That vigorous determination and still burned ever so brightly within his heart. Asha could hear it through his words, see it through his eyes, feel it in his touch. His spirit was always a source of morale.

If Atlas feared nothing, if he had not been brought down by the weight of this war, then who was Asha to even question her purpose here? To respect this man, to respect his legacy, self-doubt was not an option. Even so, to be cared for and watched over by such a man... felt so nice. The warmth in his tone and his hand as it graced her cheek had caused Asha's heart to skip a beat.

There it was - the emotion she always tried to hide and tell herself that it was nothing more than a passing fancy. The love and admiration held towards this man were something that could barely be contained. She always made a small humorous comment or two about how nice it would be to receive an invite to his bedroom. He'd always jokingly reply; "Soon." But Asha knew better.

She knew that confessing that she actually felt strongly for this man might result in feeling a greater pain if he rejected her; did that bother her? No. Even if she couldn't have this man as her lover, her fate would always be entwined with his. She would never let him know a day where she didn't give it her all, where she wasn't by his side.

Asha held onto his hands as he finished and posed the question, content with being in the presence of such a majestic soul.

"Thank you, Atlas. I needed that. It is usually unbecoming of me but you know what they say, an idle mind is often a devil's playground." She gazed up into his eyes and posed her own question.

"If it isn't too much to ask, will you spend the night with me? It has been some time since we've shared a moment of solitude together. I do not wish to waste such an opportunity here."



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