The Restaurant
Once the team had arrived back at the restaurant, Cayde followed after Zenta and Asher as they were ushered into the space while carrying Whis. The android had guided the way on Victor's carpet per Zenta's request, but ultimately chose to remain silent on the trip back. He glanced to the side at Bernkastel while she pondered over the situation, but ultimately spoke first in tandem with Brachi's statement.
"Yeah...we had some useful tech back from my world that can help the big guy recover. Not as effective as magical beans...but useful."
Whis stifled a small, pained expression while he rested back comfortably in his seat once Zenta had set him down. His eyes followed Mooli first, however, looking over the strange Saiyan woman in silence as she fetched him a bowl. His eyes left her slowly, however, glancing between the others and then back to her a couple of times. However, the angel did not speak further despite the concerned stare on his face; instead, he sighed contently to himself as the savory fumes of the warm broth and noodles reached his nostrils.
The angel inhaled deeply, taking a long and slow breath of air to calm himself. Whis still trembled, but managed to bow slightly to the side with a nod to Mooli.
"Thank you, my dear."
Like an old man, Whis leaned forward slowly as he trembled a bit. His movements were clearly strained; each shift and lift of the spoon itself seemingly taxing to the angel. Yet Whis slowly ate in the company of the others despite their pressing questions; an awkward silence befalling the room while Whis simply sat and struggled to enjoy the meal.
After a long pause and watching the angel eat for a few minutes, Cayde spoke up first with his arms cross.
"Whis...tell us what's going on. What happened?"
Whis straightened his posture slightly at the pointed question that pierced the long silence in the room, lightly closely his eyes. Once more, the angel took in a deep inhale of air, and exhaled slowly and methodically. However this time, it was if the pain and stress itself melted away completely, Whis sighing contently while he deftly reached for a napkin and lightly swabbed away any excess broth on his mouth.
"I apologize for making you wait...it has been sometime since I was able to sit down and enjoy a delicious meal like this. Seeing all of you here...along with some new faces...reminded me of when we first met. A time when we shared a home...a time when we were happier. After all that has happened...I must say that I have truly missed all of you."
He glanced around the team gathered now, the angel's expression softening in his content at the sight of everyone together. Whis then nodded his head curtly, taking another breath in to collect himself before continuing.
"It is only a matter of time before my trap is broken by their magic and strength...so I will do my best to be quick."
The angel's eyebrows narrowed slightly, his expression shifting to a neutral, dispassionate tone.
"During my time away from all of you...I sought to understand the nature of this world. There were many new discoveries to uncover...strange powers unknown to my own understanding. And while I studied this foreign land...I came to discover what I believed to be a true m͖iͨra̴̖c̃͊l̥ͬĕ̥͔."
(Everyone)
At Whis' final word, you feel a strange and distorted sensation come over you. The more your mind lingers on that dreadful word: miracle...the more disillusioned you grow with its meaning. Such hollow and fleeting praise, coming from this "angel". What should be a word to give you confidence...is nothing more than an empty lie spoken to make you lower your guard to this backstabbing r̔o͊d̬e͊̍n̤͜t̨́.
Your vision gravitates down, perhaps against your will, as you are drawn to the source of this strange sensation. All of your eyes see Bernkastel, and she feels the sensation resonating from what feels like her core. Her eyes locked forward at Whis in a piercing, wide eyed glare. Pure, unfiltered rage mounting beyond a mere tantrum. Murderous intent glowed in her eyes, the revenge in her heart boiling so intensely, you can feel your own fluttering in pain. There was no mistaking it, and you feel that need grow within you the more you stare at her. You feel the words that follow deep within yourself, but they are not heard or spoken to you.
Ȩ͌͊nḓ̱ t̩hi̙s͓̀̚ b̉ͫ͌as̀ṭͪa͋r̼̪d͕̺͒.
D̊͒͌o̼̝̎ nͬ̀otͥ̿ l̢e͝t͓̲ͅ hi̖͗̾m b̠͕̾et͂ͫ͢r̠̜ͤa͝y̮̭ yo͟u̥.
The potency vanishes as strangely as it began, however. You look again, and Bernkastel is as she was before Whis started speaking. Perhaps it was nothing after all.
"-that was when I thought of my own world, and how similar the situation was. I believed my pupil needed only a friend that would understand...but that was before I realized how potent and corrupting this...Dark Energy...was."
Whis peered up at the group, however, having noticed their clear disillusion and distracted faces. The angel glanced amongst the others, raising an eyebrow in confusion.
"Is everything alright?"
Once the team had arrived back at the restaurant, Cayde followed after Zenta and Asher as they were ushered into the space while carrying Whis. The android had guided the way on Victor's carpet per Zenta's request, but ultimately chose to remain silent on the trip back. He glanced to the side at Bernkastel while she pondered over the situation, but ultimately spoke first in tandem with Brachi's statement.
"Yeah...we had some useful tech back from my world that can help the big guy recover. Not as effective as magical beans...but useful."
Whis stifled a small, pained expression while he rested back comfortably in his seat once Zenta had set him down. His eyes followed Mooli first, however, looking over the strange Saiyan woman in silence as she fetched him a bowl. His eyes left her slowly, however, glancing between the others and then back to her a couple of times. However, the angel did not speak further despite the concerned stare on his face; instead, he sighed contently to himself as the savory fumes of the warm broth and noodles reached his nostrils.
The angel inhaled deeply, taking a long and slow breath of air to calm himself. Whis still trembled, but managed to bow slightly to the side with a nod to Mooli.
"Thank you, my dear."
Like an old man, Whis leaned forward slowly as he trembled a bit. His movements were clearly strained; each shift and lift of the spoon itself seemingly taxing to the angel. Yet Whis slowly ate in the company of the others despite their pressing questions; an awkward silence befalling the room while Whis simply sat and struggled to enjoy the meal.
After a long pause and watching the angel eat for a few minutes, Cayde spoke up first with his arms cross.
"Whis...tell us what's going on. What happened?"
Whis straightened his posture slightly at the pointed question that pierced the long silence in the room, lightly closely his eyes. Once more, the angel took in a deep inhale of air, and exhaled slowly and methodically. However this time, it was if the pain and stress itself melted away completely, Whis sighing contently while he deftly reached for a napkin and lightly swabbed away any excess broth on his mouth.
"I apologize for making you wait...it has been sometime since I was able to sit down and enjoy a delicious meal like this. Seeing all of you here...along with some new faces...reminded me of when we first met. A time when we shared a home...a time when we were happier. After all that has happened...I must say that I have truly missed all of you."
He glanced around the team gathered now, the angel's expression softening in his content at the sight of everyone together. Whis then nodded his head curtly, taking another breath in to collect himself before continuing.
"It is only a matter of time before my trap is broken by their magic and strength...so I will do my best to be quick."
The angel's eyebrows narrowed slightly, his expression shifting to a neutral, dispassionate tone.
"During my time away from all of you...I sought to understand the nature of this world. There were many new discoveries to uncover...strange powers unknown to my own understanding. And while I studied this foreign land...I came to discover what I believed to be a true m͖iͨra̴̖c̃͊l̥ͬĕ̥͔."
(Everyone)
At Whis' final word, you feel a strange and distorted sensation come over you. The more your mind lingers on that dreadful word: miracle...the more disillusioned you grow with its meaning. Such hollow and fleeting praise, coming from this "angel". What should be a word to give you confidence...is nothing more than an empty lie spoken to make you lower your guard to this backstabbing r̔o͊d̬e͊̍n̤͜t̨́.
Your vision gravitates down, perhaps against your will, as you are drawn to the source of this strange sensation. All of your eyes see Bernkastel, and she feels the sensation resonating from what feels like her core. Her eyes locked forward at Whis in a piercing, wide eyed glare. Pure, unfiltered rage mounting beyond a mere tantrum. Murderous intent glowed in her eyes, the revenge in her heart boiling so intensely, you can feel your own fluttering in pain. There was no mistaking it, and you feel that need grow within you the more you stare at her. You feel the words that follow deep within yourself, but they are not heard or spoken to you.
Ȩ͌͊nḓ̱ t̩hi̙s͓̀̚ b̉ͫ͌as̀ṭͪa͋r̼̪d͕̺͒.
D̊͒͌o̼̝̎ nͬ̀otͥ̿ l̢e͝t͓̲ͅ hi̖͗̾m b̠͕̾et͂ͫ͢r̠̜ͤa͝y̮̭ yo͟u̥.
The potency vanishes as strangely as it began, however. You look again, and Bernkastel is as she was before Whis started speaking. Perhaps it was nothing after all.
"-that was when I thought of my own world, and how similar the situation was. I believed my pupil needed only a friend that would understand...but that was before I realized how potent and corrupting this...Dark Energy...was."
Whis peered up at the group, however, having noticed their clear disillusion and distracted faces. The angel glanced amongst the others, raising an eyebrow in confusion.
"Is everything alright?"
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