can't stop the C H A S E,, [CHIEMI]

[Zidane Tribal]

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Screams of frustration echoed down the walls of the Alexandrian castle, as the teal haired woman nearly kicked a black mage out of a nearby window. ”WHAT DO YOU MEAN LORD ZIDANE LEFT THE CASTLE?!” Etoile’s voice was at the highest note, her frustration finally boiling over. ”I gave one simple request, not to let him out of your sight until I came back. Now he LEFT?! What is the matter with all you!” Nearly facepalming, the woman let out a venomous hiss. ”Plan B is issued, at critical level, as of right now.” Withdrawing her hand, Etoile commanded once more. ”Same with plan M, massacre of mages, if Lord Zidane isn’t found in time.”

Needless to say, that is how the search began…

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It wasn’t long before Zidane ended up hiding ever two minutes; which is how he, currently, found himself on top of a low riding roof. For the sake of Gaia! Did she have to call an army on me?! This woman is crazy! No wonder Kuja likes – NO! Shaking his head roughly, the blonde focused on his babysitter. There she stood, with the seven foot giant, with her eyes scanning the area like a hawk.

So, of course, currently the thief pondered what he had done – other than skip a rehearsal! And, from what he had seen, he was merely an understudy..! So why was it so important he got everything perfect? Most likely the actor, or actress, wouldn’t get ill….right? Either way, Etoile was terrifying – but Brutus’ height worried him, at his current position, that brute was awful tall….he could easily spy things above his head than what Etoile would.

Luck was on his side, it seemed, as both continued their search elsewhere. ”Can’t believe it was that easy,” the golden haired genome breathed, shocked if anything. Was this to-be-future show honestly that important? To the point they even sent Black Mages out in search for him? The blonde gave a sigh at questioning alternative methods for their panicking. He wasn’t about to do anything stupid, at least on a grand scale that would result into sheer chaos. Mild chaos like a small bar fight, perhaps, but nothing on a huge scale, Zidane couldn’t deal with more drama. Mainly with the rumors of what had happen in other lands...

Jumping from the low riding roof, Zidane landed rather gracefully. Giving a swift look, to make sure he hadn’t been caught, Zidane would slip his way to the alley. His goal was simple; make it to Ruby’s place for a drink in the off-acting hours. Walking down the cobblestoned path, the monkey boy let out a wide smirk in victory, before tensing.

There stood a black mage in the alley, searching around and Zidane dipped low behind a barrel. Awaiting the mage out didn’t take long, for it continued down the alley – opposite of Zidane. Releasing a sigh, he let his lips spread into a confident smirk. Darting to the stone wall, which stairs led down into Ruby’s place, Zidane rounded the corner. However, little did he know he’d brush into an elderly woman, shifting his weight he let out a hiss.

”Old lady came outta nowhere!” He’d yelp in surprise, unknowing what fate awaited him with such a response…

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OOC: Very sloppily written. Not only that, our Chiemi has all permission of mine what she is about to do in the next post. Have fun girl! ♥

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[chiemi]

Chiemi has been many places in her time, she had been to realms beyond her world- from the spirit world to the demon world and yet she has yet to end up dead. She had fought countless foes- both human and supernatural and came out alive. Her life was one big challenge from the day she walked- having to fill in as the new heir of her family as her siblings had wanted nothing to do with their family 'business' it was up to her to set a good example- to always be courteous and proper in and off the battlefield.

No wonder she hit such a rebellious phase as a teenager.... Nonetheless she grew into a strong healthy and stern woman. As her years waned on she became more or less a hermit in the mountains. Taking in hopefuls to train to become great spiritual warriors. She took pride in her work and her students despite her harsh tongue lashings and even harsher training methods. Deep down however she cared deeply for each and every student she had ever taught. She saw herself as a fair id stern woman, one who took no crap from anyone be it young or old. Fighting was her life- but she was also a mediator- a sage, and teacher. A healer by words- fixing and mending emotions and at times wounded pride.

Yet...

When the mist rolled in the world changed quickly. New peoples from different worlds began milling into her home, as well as the monsters that came with them. She found her home no longer a sanctuary and thus felt for the first time in years- the urge to move on. So- she packed her bags and got moving, traveling the lands in search of something that would pull to her. She was old and her weary bones told her that something was coming... something she wasn't quite sure of yet.

So here she was- in the majestic city of Alexandria, a beautiful land full of wonder and magic... For her- one who was taught in mysticism- magic wasn't that hard to grasp. She found her true calling in black and time magic- something in which she used to pull back the hands of time on herself and use to give her back her lost strength weathered by age. Though she kept her wizened form there would be times she would feel the need to fight at her full potential...

So here she was, Alexandria, in a small dusty pub known as "Ruby's"- she sat for hours drinking in silence as much to her luck- no one was playing their music today- it was their day off. After a few hours of sitting in silence and having her fill, she stood up and paid her tab before heading towards the stairs, she blinked twice as she saw a young upstart barrel past her.

Using his momentum she tripped the tailed warrior before grabbing his tail in one swift movement. "Old lady you say? I think you should learn manners brat." She spoke neutrally but you could hear her tone of doom for the monkey tailed teen. Pulling him up the stairs by the tail, she threw him to the ground her arms now crossed as she looked at him calmly. "Mind explaining why you ran into me? And insulted me?" She stared at the boy with a hardened gaze as she awaited an answer from the upstart of a blond boy.

Seriously- kids these days!

[Zidane Tribal]

[/colour] His eyes squeezed shut, his muscles tensing, bracing themselves for the impact of the collision with the stone stairs.

The collision never came, but instead sheer pain coursed through his tail as the woman grasped it. A rather audible yelp escaped the lips, taken back by the tugging of his furry appendage. Instantly did his form be thrust back, and the monkey boy’s butt instantly collided with the cobblestones. A heated gaze was directed at the woman, as the tail bristled in sheer agitation (and pain) before lashing violently against the ground (which didn’t lessen the pain). Her own stone gaze challenged him and Zidane instantly lashed. ”My tail’s real, ya know! It does hurt when people do that!” Zidane was, obviously, too lost in the moment to give thanks that she currently deserved. I mean, she could have let him break his pretty face.

The genome jumped to his toes, his tail low and swaying swiftly,”I’m in a hurry here!” Instantly the boy flung his arms to his sides, leaning forward impatiently. How could a five foot, elderly, woman instantly stop him? Let alone, succeed in halting his actions in two, simple, moves? She obviously outranked him in knowledge and skill, but Zidane has his pride. Even so, right now his current dilemma was not being caught. When he spoke, each syllable held a panicking boy ready to take the final dive. ”Now get outta the way before they—“

”Lord Zidane, my, my, you gave us quite a hassle to find,” Etoile’s coo sent shivers down the teen’s spine. Zidane would actually tremble, as he gazed over his shoulder. There the teal woman, five seven roughly, and her slender arms crisscrossed over each other. Beside her stood none other than Brutus, the knight uniform looking as snug as always on his form, with a familiar hand on Etoile’s shoulder. That motion alone gave Zidane some security – Brutus had taken a soft side for the monkey boy, often holding Etoile back by one, strong, hand. Maybe it was Brutus defending Etoile for an earlier action, when she long ago smacked the gypsy? Whatever the cause, Etoile had ceased most physical assaults, which Zidane wasn’t complaining anytime soon about that.

However, this situation appeared grim as Etoile stalked forward, now free from Brutus’ grasp, toward Zidane. The genome’s dirty blonde tail bristled once more, as she towered over him, he spoke out. ”It was one rehearsal! It’s not like I’m honestly in it! You roped me into being an understudy!” Obvious he was to the fact he had complete ignored the older woman’s questions. ”I can’t get a minute to myself! I swear you even make sure I bathe properly!” CLEARLY he wasn’t ashamed to holler that to the world.

”Lord Zidane, act like you are to rule. I’m tired of having to hunt you down,” the woman cuffed the side of her cheek, sighing faintly. Instantly the chocolate brown eyes landed on Chiemi. ”I saw what he did to you, and apologizes are in need. Our Lord hasn’t accepted the position he’s in, and often skips lessons of various kinds.” Respectful words from a lying woman, which the light rose haired woman would instantly catch. ”Etoile Leroy, current tutor for Lord Zidane.” Glancing over her shoulders, the woman would instantly spat. ”Introduce yourself, give your apologizes, and we will return to the castle.”

Crossing his arms, the blonde brow twitched in irritation. Admitting a moment of defeat – still not willing to have a full out confrontation ever since the death of a near friend – Zidane gave a pleading gaze to the older woman. ”Name’s Zidane Tribal. I’m sorry by the way.”

”Good, let’s go.” Zidane didn’t want to go, and Chiemi would bluntly state that.
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[chiemi]

Chiemi stared blankly at the male seemingly not caring that she just pulled his sensitive tail. Seriously, was he going to whine just because of that? Has the skill of warriors gone down so much that they are reduced to whining little brats? If she had some time with the boy she could whip him into shape- teach him a thing or two about real pain. "I'm not going anywhere brat, I'm old give me time to rest." It was hard to tell if she was joking or not- but with the maneuver she pulled off before it was doubtful she was tired.

As Zidane attempted to escape, a voice rang out- young and angry hidden behind a sweet voice. Chiemi quirked a brow ever so slightly. This boy was a lord? Hmph- he sure didn't act like one! He acted like a childish brat who was running away from his problems. Kids these days! But- he was a teenager and most teenagers went through this stage of rebellion, Chiemi knew she did... Though her father rightly beat it out of her and she turned out fine.

What this kid needed was some proper motivation! Something the old warrior could give him easily if the teal haired woman would cooperate... Chiemi barely batted an eyelash at the hulking form of Brutus who put a large hand on the younger woman's shoulder. 'Hm... so he keeps her in line I see.' She thought observing the situation as she waited for what the woman would say. After telling the monkey- boy Zidane to apologize Chiemi frowned. No- this wouldn't work as a proper apology, and if she played her cards right- she could get her first student in over a year!

"Now hold on. That apology won't work on me." She crossed her arms as her eyes hardened daring for anyone to interrupt her. "I expect him to apologize with some work. He owes me for nearly causing me to fall down some stairs." It was a lie of course- she had perfect balance and she pretty much made HIM fall down the stairs not the other way around. Still this would work well, if she did things right.

"I may not look like it, but I'm a deadly warrior. I've seen a lot in my day and many brats growing up. Though I don't like slacking, I think the boy needs a little break. Give him to me for about three days and I'll have him ready and able for rehearsal in a jiffy." If anything she'd beat the stubbornness right out of him, with magic or no- this kid needed a bit of conditioning anyway- least he wanted to be a terrible 'king'.

[Zidane Tribal]

[/i][/b]?! ”W-what?!” Zidane would yelp, once more, as his tail bristled again at the woman’s words. Was she serious in having him work for her practically tripping him down the stairs? Was the woman senile in her old age – already forgetting who almost hurt who? Never the less, Zidane nearly released a spat but was halted by Etoile.

The woman stood before Zidane, her hand held out in front of the monkey boy. ”Give me a good reason to hand over Lord Zidane,” though her voice was strong, Zidane could even grasp the teal haired woman’s uneasiness. Tension thickened in the alley, as Brutus would make his own way toward the group. The knight would lean down, enough to whisper in Etoile’s ear and the woman released a huff. ”I do respect my elders, Brutus. I just have to have a better reasoning to believe this warrior could prepare Lord Zidane for a production.” Once more the brute gave another, surprisingly, low whisper. Which would create a commotion between the noble woman and knight, and Zidane would back from the two.

He came to learn not to interfere with Etoile, or at least for a few minutes. As he waited, thinking on how to defuse the situation, Zidane also questioned the rose pink woman’s motives. Maybe, just maybe, she saw the boy’s view on life – trying to enjoy some time of peace. Hell, his lips fought back a smirk; these three days could be just her helping him to get more free time! Kicking a free pebble with his foot, Zidane let out a comment. ”Hey, Etoile.”

The woman ceased her complaints to Brutus, her chocolate eyes landing on the blonde. A light ‘hm’ and Zidane knew he was alright to speak. Shoving his hands into his pockets, the teen spoke again. ”Let’s give granny a shot,” the sky blue eyes brightened, and the woman was baffled. Was Zidane seriously going to trust a complete stranger? Of course, Etoile’s confusion would have Zidane laughing. ”Everyone is worth having a shot, or two. Besides, I trust her.” C’mon. She could’ve let me fall, but instead she caught me, even if it was by my tail. She’s kind, in her own way…

”I say let’s go for it,” a tone held firm, locking eyes with Etoile. ”What’s the worst that could happen?” Oh, a lot could happen. At least Zidane trusted her words about a warrior; it wasn’t a surprise with all his experiences to see various people with amazing strength. How good she, honestly, was Zidane would have to learn. As the minutes drew on, Zidane let out a light chuckle at his babysitter’s hesitation to answer. ”C’mon, Etoile. You’re always sayin’ you need a break from me.” His genuine smile was flashed, before he threw a fist at his heart, lightly. ”I won’t tell Kuja, Brutus won't either. Go on, I'll get this part down!”

”Fine,” obviously not fine by the tone. ”A gypsy can’t cease his running, no matter what, it seems.” The younger woman’s gaze would fall to the elder. Lips held neither a frown, or smile as she spoke. ”You have three days, to this exact hour. I do hope to see results, and wish you the best of luck.” Etoile’s next comment would come, directed at Zidane, by gazing at him by the corner of her eyes. ”You better listen well, and learn something, or Lord Kuja may allow me to use Plan K.” Of course, the blonde genome's tail would wrap around his right leg; the boy not wanting to even picture that plan. Turning on her heel, the teal haired woman would wrap her tiny arms around Brutus’ own left arm. ”Let us be on our way, Brutus dear.” With that, both would simply leave the alley.

Once both were out of sight, the blonde released a sigh. ”Thanks, ya know.” Giving a half wave, the monkey boy went to pass the woman. ”For gettin’ me outta that jam and all.” Did he still, honestly, believe the woman was going to let him slip? If so, then monkey boy had another thing coming.
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