[Thread;Closed] Collapse of Immortality
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timeandtides_backupCharacters: Matoya, Minwu, Rinoa, Squall, Ellone, Marlene, Onion Knight
Progress: In-progress
Summary: Mayoya's final hurrah
Location: Matoya's Cave
Date: June 30th
Warnings: death, crabbiness, surprise scanty clothing?
Other: Party-style tagging for speed?
Truth be told, despite all her grumbling about being too old for the task of managing the portal, Matoya could have quite well managed all on her own. Asking for the others to be brought wasn't insurance that she did not fail or falter, but was meant to be a lesson for the powerful females she had sent for. The ancient witch wasn't at all convinced they'd learned anything, but then her vision only extended so far into the future. Vision which was slowly reaching its end. No more prophecies, no more being haunted by pasts and futures colliding. Her task was complete, even if she would not see the realization of all that had been laid before her weary eyes.
With no noticed to any of the others, she extended a hand and closed the portal, weaving time and space together if it were as simple as blinking. She arched an eyebrow at the ladies as if daring them to complain about what she'd done at all. Her gaze then turned to the young white wizard in the group, with a penetrating stare that belied her blind state.
"It's time."
Progress: In-progress
Summary: Mayoya's final hurrah
Location: Matoya's Cave
Date: June 30th
Warnings: death, crabbiness, surprise scanty clothing?
Other: Party-style tagging for speed?
Truth be told, despite all her grumbling about being too old for the task of managing the portal, Matoya could have quite well managed all on her own. Asking for the others to be brought wasn't insurance that she did not fail or falter, but was meant to be a lesson for the powerful females she had sent for. The ancient witch wasn't at all convinced they'd learned anything, but then her vision only extended so far into the future. Vision which was slowly reaching its end. No more prophecies, no more being haunted by pasts and futures colliding. Her task was complete, even if she would not see the realization of all that had been laid before her weary eyes.
With no noticed to any of the others, she extended a hand and closed the portal, weaving time and space together if it were as simple as blinking. She arched an eyebrow at the ladies as if daring them to complain about what she'd done at all. Her gaze then turned to the young white wizard in the group, with a penetrating stare that belied her blind state.
"It's time."
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