Completed A Typical Day In Nyka

[Savio]

Once Savio cleaned his plate, Sayren had his full attention. He leaned back in the chair and listened closely to his friend, it seemed that it wasn’t the foo d that had her worried. It was Revy. Savio growled slight as he sat back up, his body ridged with both worry and anger. Something happened?!

“That mad woman hasn’t hurt you, has she?” Savio questioned. “Because if she had-“

Savio’s little rant was stopped short when Sayren started to explain the situation a little better, and the acrobat’s eyes widened, unable to find the words to fully describe his thoughts. “S-she…What?!” Savio exclaimed.

It got better, though. The young Drykas went on to explain almost everything the two of them had done. Savio’s face was beet red, and perhaps his trousers became a little… too tight. He wanted to asked HOW two women did such a thing but he held his tongue. Perhaps it was best not to asked, lest he see Revy like that and…. Oh GODS!!! Too late!

Savio groaned and scrubbed his hand down his face to banish those sickening thoughts of Revy. It was terrible, and he now regretted his imagination. “With…. Revy…? Why her? I mean… It’s Revy, for Gods’ sakes. The woman is Krysus in disguise!”

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren tilted her head as she explained what had happened between her and Revy. How they went from talking. To bathing together. Shopping for...seductive clothing. And well...making love to each other. Savio's reaction was just simply stunned. He was flushed red. Was it embarrassment? Or desire? Wait, was he imagining what all Revy and her could've been doing to each other? She wasn't sure how she felt about that. She guessed it was normal for a guy to be aroused by the thought of two beautiful women seducing one another.

However, Savio objected it, asking why Revy though? She was practically Krysus in disguise. Well...Sayren wasn't so sure about that. At one point she may have agreed, but after the two romantic nights...well she was sore, but it wasn't an unpleasant pain. "I don't know actually...after that...first kiss. It just felt so warm to be near the woman. I think she felt it too, because she stopped being so cold around me. Started wanting me around her more. In fact, after her and I trained yesterday, Revy practically dragged me into my bed and we went at it for bells..." Her face shined, she was still in its afterglow.

"Anyways, thanks for listening Savio, you're a good friend...shall we go?"

[Savio]

Savio threw up his hands in exasperation as he stood up from his seat. “Nope, I don’t want to hear that. I could have lived my whole life not hearing that. Gods, Sayren!” Savio was shaking his head as he got up and took his plate over to the receiving area before returning to the little minx of a Drykas. The image of Revy doing those things had practically killed whatever arousal he could have had.

“C’mon, Sayren. I still have things that I wanted to do today. Let’s go to the Eastern Quarter, I heard the other day that the shops there have got a decent stock.” Savio extended his hand to the Drykas and politely helped her to her feet.

The two of them exited the Bubbling Pot and started walking to the general direction back to the Eastern Quarter. He didn’t stay too long there that morning because he was hungrier than anything else. Once his stomach had been sated, he realized that he needed a new shirt and possibly another pair of pants. He had been putting the shopping off in favor of saving his mizas but his pants were getting more and more worn and he only had one shirt since Žarko ruined the other one he had when he used his wheatwhip on Savio’s back. The large scars there still tingled from time to time.

The two of them talked of pleasant things, and aspirations. Everything Sayren would bring up Revy, Savio would hastily change the subject, lest walking be made more difficult than it already was. By Tavasi, it was mortifying.

In a short matter of time, the scent of sea and fish was once again predominating to Savio’s sense of smell. He hoped that the Fourth Day Market was running that day; it would make his shopping needs easier. He looked over at his friend. Perhaps he should buy her something nice to encourage her to train with him later. What kind of stuff do girls like anyways? He pondered that silently as he browsed the stalls.

[Xeona]

Xeona was practicing Soulmist Projection when he saw a pair of humans pass by. He abandoned his training and followed them up a little bit on the road towards the Eastern Quarter.

The two was clearly up in a conversation, but Xeona couldn't really understand what they were talking about. When he started to get a hang of what they were talking about, the male would always change the subject.

Xeona saw an opportunity to train his possessing skills. He snuck up to the male and attempted to possess him.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren couldn't help but to babble on about Revy. Once they left the Bubbling Pot, they started to venture towards the Eastern Quarter. She couldn't help but to periodically drag the conversation back to Revy. She never got the chance to talk about her woman to anyone else (Asides from the stallion, and even he was fed up with her ramblings now).

They eventually arrived at some of the stalls. He was constantly peering at the items and back at Sayren, as if he was trying to hint a t something. Sayren had no clue what it was he was trying to "subtly" ask her. Subtlety wasn't a strong suit to either of them. For one, Savio was a Syliran, they just talk loudly. And Sayren, well, she was a Drykas, they used their hands, emotions, and everything to the extreme when they spoke. Where was there subtlety between there?

Then for a moment, Savio froze, almost in midstep. Sayren blinked as she noticed. Stepping backwards to see what caught his attention. However, he wasn't looking at anything in particular. His eyes were glossed over and gazing out into the distance. Sayren even tried to wave her hand in front of his face and no reaction. "Hey Sav? What's wrong? You okay?"

[Savio]

While Savio was leaning over a table to get a better look at some of the merchandise on sale, the strangest sensation overwhelmed him. He jolted upright, his back still as a board because he felt as though someone literally pushed him into a lake of freezing water. To say that he was cold would be an understatement. It started at his back and then continued to seep inside of him. It wasn’t just the cold that made him feel uncomfortable, but it was also the feeling of being crowded within his own body.

There were thoughts in his mind that were not his own, and he found that he could not move his own body. He wanted to shout in surprise but his mouth wouldn’t move. What in the name of all the Gods was going on?! His very being rejected the invisible intruder with all of his might. Was this another trick of the city? He was on the verge of panic until he finally felt the…whatever it was get expelled from his body.

Savio crumpled to the ground, gasping and shivering violently. The stall keeper looked bemused as he watched what had happened. He almost seemed like he knew what had just happened.

“W-what…?” He couldn’t even get the words past his chattering teeth.

[Xeona]

Xeona tried to fight against the male's panic attack throwing him out of the human's body, but he couldn't do it, as his powers were too weak. The final wave of panic felt almost determined to shut him out.

Xeona found himself back outside the human's body, being slightly more tired than before. As he looked towards the human, he saw that he was freezing cold. His eyes slowly turned to him, and Xeona wondered what he would say.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren's eyes widened as she saw Savio drop to the ground. "Savio!?" She quickly dropped to her knees beside him and placed him on his back. His body was cold and shaking. The nearby citizens bypassed them, either pausing to watch or just completely ignored the scene. Except one...

"Effendim!" Cried out a familiar woman from the nearby stalls. It was Jasna, the poor woman was rushing as fast as her small legs could carry her beside Savio. "Is he alright?"

Sayren was almost in panic as she watched her friend continue with his unknown struggle. "I don't know Jasna."

The woman felt for a pulse. "My...he is bit with a touch of frost. Come! Take him to my store."

"Sayren raised an eyebrow, "Your stall?"

Jasna chuckled as she grabbed the young man by his arms, "No effendim. Ever since my sales were increased because of you, I now own a full on store next to that handsome hunk, Aleksandar." Adding in an idolized whistle. Then quickly returned to the gravity of the situation, "No time to explain that though! Come on! This boy looks light, but I promise you effendim, he's got some weight to him." With that, Sayren helped drag Savio over to her Jasna's store, and the old woman was right. It was in a lot right near Aleksandar's shop.

"Quickly quickly!" The woman chided to Sayren, then she waved her hand at two monks standing nearby, "You good for nothin' punks help a woman, my son is hurt!" The monks paused for a moment, their mouths gaped for a few ticks before rushing over to assist them. The monks placed Savio upon an empty table and asked if they maybe of further service. The woman said no and told them he should be fine for now.

"Savio? You alright?" Sayren said as she leaned over him above the table.

[Savio]

Savio continued to shiver on the cobblestone ground, his eyes slightly unfocused until he saw a man… Or rather, he thought it was a man. He seemed almost ethereal, as Savio could easily see through him. What that…a ghost? Savio frowned, his mind trying to piece together the events as Sayren and some strange woman fussed over him. Savio and the ghost locked eyes for a brief moment, and from when the being was inside Savio he knew the name of the ghost… Xeona.

Right before Savio to say anything to the ghost, he felt himself be lifted to his feet and hauled away. His trance like state was broken and he realized that Sayren and the woman were now somewhat carrying him. He tried to help, but he felt exhausted and his legs didn’t want to work properly.

As they got to a store, the woman shouted for a pair of young monks to help Savio into the building. Surprising enough, they complied. Savio was lifted onto a table and laid down. He had stopped shivered a little while ago, but he was still rather tired.

“Yeah, I am alright… I think.”Savio sat up slightly and looked around his surroundings curiously until his eyes fell upon the woman who had helped Sayren. “And thank you, Ma’am for helping me.” Savio said respectfully to her. He then continued to look around, wondering if the ghost had followed them.

[Xeona]

Xeona looked at the cold human laying down on the street, and he looked back. It almost looked like he would say something, but then the woman that was with him and another woman picked him up, and took him to a nearby store. The short time inside him had made Xeona very tired, but he could still remember something from the experience. His name was Savio.

Xeona did not follow the humans into the store at first. He sat down at the edge of the street, thinking to himself. He never wanted the poor man to end up shivering like he had just experienced coldness for the first time."The least I can do is apologize to him." Xeona thought. He went up and went to the building they took Savio.

When he arrived, he saw Savio looking around, like he was searching for someone. Xeona would've bet his life on that he was searching for him, if he hadn't already lost it. Xeona took a deep breath and went inside.

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