The Rostical Users - Sceldrant's Comet

by Michael Rogers

  Season: *He stared at a large bow in Wendy's hand, causing him to raise his arms.* "I forewarn you one last time-"

  Wendy: *She smirked and pulled the string back.* "Be quiet."

  Alicia: (She pulled her weapon out of nowhere, just like Mindy.)

  Lance: (Those arrows are huge.)

  Wendy: *She lined the bow in front of her face and squinted one eye, aiming towards Season's head.* "To be the ruler, you must be strong, so I won't take any chances."

  Season: (Foolish girl.) *He slowly inhaled, as an enormous blue glyph drew itself around his feet.*

  Wendy: "Ougi-"

  Season: "Fierceful storms, rain from the divine spirit of purity-"

  Teresa: (Season's Neurons drastically rose-)

  Season: "Power of the beast roaring through the waves, lend me your strength-"

  Wendy: "Whoa-" *She took a step back, lowering the bow in shock.*

  Season: *He stamped his foot, causing a pulse of water to splash around his ankle.* "AQUATIC DIVIDER"

  Wendy: "I-Is that, Grand Rostical?"

  Ashton: "Grand-?"

  Teresa: "Grand Rostical is a stage above normal Rostical."

  Lance: (Although this is going to get nerdy, I find that pretty cool.)

  Teresa: "Grand Rostical can only be used by someone whom excels at Rostical, or possesses a Pure Jade, which is a powerful Rosterology item with condensed ons."

  Ashton: "..." *He closely observed the water around Season's foot in amazement, as it continued to gush out of the ground.*

  Teresa: "Or once mastering a specific Rostical, the user can formulate a stronger variant."

  Ashton: "Resulting in Grand Rostical?"

  Teresa: "Precisely. And lastly, one who is near death is able to use all their Astragons and Neurons at will."

  Lance: "We didn't say anythin' and you still give us a crappy explanation."

  Teresa: "Such immaturity is tiresome to be around for so long."

  Lance: "Pssht, wateva."

  Ashton: "Thank you, Teresa for the explanation."

  Teresa: (Although-) *She stared at Season, raising an eyebrow.* (Is Season even using Grand Rostical?)

  Alicia: "A-Amazing."

  Lance: "Shh, ya bitch, watch." *He pointed to Season like a child.*

  Season: "Harh!" *He raised his foot and slammed it into the ground, causing several rumbles to vibrate along the ground.*

  Wendy: (Th-That energy level!-)

  Season: *An eruption of water exploded in front of him, causing several watching villagers to gasp.* (For the Consultants to send a warrior directly into Surpreon, I'm curious to know what is so important.)

  Wendy: (His Neurons surpasses my own! Why didn't I sense this before?!) *Her eyes started to twitch, as she thought in frustration.*

  Lance: (That water-) *He stared at the wall of flowing water in disbelief and amazement.*

  Wendy: "I-I'm not intimidated by your Rost-" *An explosion of water erupted behind her, causing her to step forward in shock.*

  Season: "Harh!" *He yelled and clapped his hands, causing the waves to blast towards each other.*

  Wendy: "Wha-?" *The two waves collided and exploded around her, causing her to cough out bubbles.*

  Ashton: *He watched water rain down on the markets and roofs.* (Extraordinary!)

  *The water drained into the ground, leaving several puddles around Wendy.*

  Wendy: "A-Ah?" *She awkwardly stood on the spot, dropping her bow on the ground.* "W-What happened-?" *She looked puzzled, before dropping to her knees.*

  Season: (Blast it-) *He fell to one knee, leaving the party besides Teresa speechless.*

  Teresa: (What is wrong with you, Season Seraph?)

  Wendy: "Tssk!" *Her face wrinkled in anger, as she struggled to hold herself up.*

  Teresa: (Why not defeat her now? Eliminating the roots of future problems-?)

  Wendy: "No, you stupid old man!-" *She coughed up blood, ignoring the dripping water from her hair.* "I will be back!" *She picked up her bow and flashstepped out of the city.*

  Season: "I'm only thirty, that is now old?"

  *Several guards rushed towards Season, as they tried to aid him.*

  Season: "I'm fine, I'm drained from using the Rostical, allow me to rest before the feast."

  Guard: "Yes, sir."

  Season: *He noticed the party walking towards him.* (I have grown weak-)

  Alicia: "Are you okay, Season?!" *She spoke in shock and leant down, preparing herself to heal him.*

  Season: "Oh hello, where did you all disappear to? I went to the Inn, but I couldn't find you all."

  Guard: *He ran from a group of distraught guards and bowed down to one knee.* "Sir."

  Season: "Speak."

  Guard: "These people not only helped rescue Cynthia and Katrina, but also defeated the Rostical using Scoldrant residing in Gasher Hills."

  Lance: "Ah, it was nothin', aye." *He spoke with a cocky smirk, picking his nose.*

  Guard: "Battling Oxident will not be cancelled due to this incident, sir?"

  Season: "Oh? Good work, now it gives the feast more of a celebration." *He cheerfully smiled, as the guard helped him up.* "And no, Battling Oxident will continue as it has been every single year."

  Lance: "I'm assumin' Cynthia and Katrina are them girls? How come they never said their names?"

  Teresa: "Sometimes introductions are not necessary in the presence of a threat."

  Alicia: *She giggled, as she overheard Teresa and Lance's small conversation.* (She always puts him in his place, it's funny.)

  Season: *His back faced the party, as he walked towards his manor.* "Hohoho, glad to see you haven't changed Teresa."

  Teresa: "Understandable."

  Ashton: "So shall we head to the Inn and get some rest? Alicia looks like she's about to drop on the floor."

  Alicia: "Y-Yes please, I want to sleep."

  Teresa: "Is this current location, the best desirable place to regroup after sun fall?"

  Ashton: "That is acceptable, alright let's go, Lance."

  Lance: "Pssht, wateva."

  Teresa: *She watched Lance and Ashton walk towards the Inn.* "..." *She faced Alicia, noticing her pale and sweaty face.*

  Alicia: "W-Why are you staring at my face?"

  Teresa: "It appears you are running low on nutrients and possibly suffering dehydration."

  Alicia: "O-Okay?"

  Teresa: "Come, you must consume nutrients." *She led Alicia to the markets with an emotionless face.*

  Alicia: "Th-Thank you, Teresa."

  Teresa: "Ensure not to dawdle, it appears they are closing shortly."

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  Wendy: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fail." *She spoke to a dark figure hidden in shadows.*

  ?????: "Herm?" *She spoke in a disappointed manner, causing Wendy to form fists.*

  Wendy: *She stared at the figure's glasses, which reflected the sunset's light.* "But-"

  ?????: "We cannot tolerate failure, even more so from a captain."

  Wendy: "Y-Yes-"

  ?????: "You have to set a good example to other warriors, being the Consultant means it's my job to look over you all. This is your final warning, or you shall be terminated."

  Wendy: "I-I'm sorry, Kath, I tried my best-"

  Kath: "Your best was not acceptable, should I send another captain to do your current mission?"

  Wendy: "No, no, please."

  Kath: "I will tell Cindy once she finishes her current mission about your current situation and what possible results may occur, do you understand?"

  Wendy: "I won't fail you but."

  Kath: "Yes?"

  Wendy: "How can I persuade him to give us the documents?"

  Kath: "Why did I even promote you? You're making all single digits look weak." *She sighed, pushing her glasses up with one finger.* "Grab a hostage."

  Wendy: (Why don't the Consultants ever show themselves?)

  Kath: "That is all, dismissed!"

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  *Ashton and Lance waited in the middle of Surpreon's central.*

  Lance: "Oi, hurry up chunktronic two thousand, and Teresa." *He moaned and fidgeted on the spot." "We're gonna be late."

  Ashton: "Hey it doesn't matter where we are, remember what I told you at the manager's induction? Respect everyone."

  Lance: "Respect everyone." *He mumbled under his breath, causing Ashton to smile.*

  Ashton: "That's acceptable." *He turned around and faced the Inn.*

  Lance: *He stared at Ashton's back, poking out his tongue.* "..."

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  Alicia: (Q-Quickly-) *She whispered deep in thought, rushing herself to get ready.*

  Teresa: "How unforgivable, we are behind schedule, let us hasten the pace, Alicia." *She leaned on the door with an emotionless face.*

  Alicia: "Y-Yes, I'm sorry."

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  Ashton: "What are they doing in there?" *He mumbled to Lance, as he patiently waited.*

  Lance: *He stared up into the sky, picking his nose.* "Dunno-"

  Alicia: "R-Ready-" *She staggered out of the Inn, closely followed by Teresa.*

  Lance: "Come on, let's go already."

  *The party gathered, before rushing towards Season's manor.*

  Alicia: "Surpreon's ruler, Season, it's such a privilege to have a feast with-"

  *Music could be heard in the area, causing Alicia to stop and listen with confusion.*

  Ashton: "Good flaming grief! Haven't heard music in a while!-"

  Lance: "H-Huh?"

  Ashton: "Just a moment? I know that sound?! Lance?!"

  Lance: "Sh-Shit nuggets?!"

  Alicia: "W-What is it?"

  Ashton: "It's music from where we're from."

  Teresa: "..." (Interesting.)

  Alicia: "L-Let's hurry!"

  Teresa: *She stepped forward and opened the massive door to Season's manor.* "This way, we are already behind schedule."

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  Season: *He patiently seated himself at the end of a long table, staring at trays of food and beverages.* "What are they doing?" *He mumbled to himself with slight boredom.*

  *The party power walked into the room, noticing Season sitting at the table.*

  Season: "Hohoho, I was just talking about you."

  Teresa: "Hoh?"

  Season: "About time you all showed, I had the feeling I was being stood up, hohoho, please, please take a seat."

  Alicia: "I-I'm sorry." *She respectfully bowed, looking slightly guilty.* "It was my fault."

  Lance: "Naturally." *He rolled his eyes and smirked to himself.*

  Season: "Please take a seat!" *He waved across golden seats, which scattered along the table.*

  Alicia: (Lance is such a grottom bottom-) *She took several steps forward and sat down annoyed.*

  Ashton: "Excuse me, Season, but-"

  Lance: "This music?!" *He plunked himself on the chair, looking to each side like a child.*

  Ashton: *He nodded his head in agreement.* "Where did you get it?"

  Season: "..." *He smiled at Ashton and looked down to his plate.*

  Lance: *He stared at Season with a strange look.* (Or you could not answer and smile at him, crazy old fart.)

  Season: "Did you not find it odd how I believed your insane story?"

  Ashton: "Well, yes?"

  Alicia: (I did think it was really strange how-)

  Season: "You may come out when ready!" *His smile widened, as he tilted his head back.*

  Lance: "Aye? Who are ya talkin' to-?"

  ?????: "Hey, guys."

  *A voice faintly echoed from the back room, where the smell of delicious food was being prepared.*

  Lance: "Oi!? That voice."

  Ashton: "That's-"

  Lance: "Tyler!"

  Tyler: *He ran out from the back, giving Ashton and Lance hugs.* "Ashton! Lance!"

  Lance: "Gah-" *He looked awkward, as Tyler stepped back filled with excitement.* (He's acting like he's been in a cage for several months.)

  Tyler: "I-I thought I was the only person that woke up in this place."

  Ashton: "But how?!" *He paused in disbelief, running his hand through his hair.* "Why weren't you in the same place as us?"

  Tyler: "I don't know." *He shook his head in confusion, stepping back with happiness.*

  Ashton: "W-What about Scoldrants? Warriors? The Consultants? How did you manage?"

  Tyler: "Season, if it wasn't for him, I would have been killed." *An image of white razor sharp teeth, flashed in his head.* "He saved me from Scoldrants."

  Season: "Hohoho, now you know why I believed you."

  Ashton: "This is like a gift, it's great seeing you, Tyler."

  Tyler: "Th-Thanks, you too."

  Season: "Gift? Oh! I almost forgot, this came in for you Alicia about two hours ago." *He handed over a package, wrapped in brown material.*

  Alicia: "F-For me?" *She leant over and reached for the package, noticing writing on the top.*

  Teresa: "What does it say?"

  Alicia: "It says, this is our thank you and we hope it helps you on your travels, Cynthia and Katrina."

  Ashton: (The RPG bag, if my memory serves me right.) *He watched Alicia eagerly unwrap the package, revealing the bag.*

  Tyler: "Wow! The RPG bag." *He giggled with amazement.*

  Teresa: "Do you mind, Alicia?" *She reached for the bag, looking at Alicia.*

  Alicia: "P-Please." *She smiled and handed the bag to Teresa.*

  Teresa: "Excellent, the RPG bag will come to very good use." *She opened the bag, placing her sabre and several books into it.* "My compliments." *She nodded her head, giving the bag back to Alicia.*

  Alicia: *She held the strap, causing her to look confused.* "How? It feels like there's nothing inside the bag?!"

  Ashton: "And the size of the sabre was at least three times the size of the bag."

  Lance: "That's pretty kool, too bad they had to give it to you."

  Ashton: "You don't mind if we put all our belongings in there?"

  Alicia: "No, not at all." *She eagerly presented the bag to the party, causing them to place their items into it.*

  Lance: *He rammed the sword into the bag, causing him to sigh in relief.* (Ah, that's heaps better, not having to carry the sword around all the time.) "Here." *He grunted, throwing the bag at Alicia.*

  Alicia: "A-Ah-" *She closed her eyes, causing the bag to tumble on to the ground.*

  Lance: "Pssht, acting like the bag is a knife-"

  Ashton: "Lance, we're guests-"

  Lance: "I'm glad you established that-"

  Teresa: "I also established that it is more enjoyable when you do not speak."

  Lance: "Pssht, wateva." *He folded his arms and looked away.*

  Ashton: *He face palmed and sighed.* (Oh, Lance.)

  Tyler: *He watched the party interact with each other, causing him to slightly smile.* (I'm not alone.)

  Alicia: *She picked up the bag and suddenly looked confused.* (H-Huh? It still feels the same, but how?)

  Ashton: *He noticed Alicia staring at the bag with confusion.* "What's the matter, Alicia?"

  Alicia: "It has everyone's belongings in it and it still weighs the same."

  Teresa: "That would be due to the Astragons-"

  Lance: "Seriously, next topic?"

  *The party awkwardly stared at each other across the table in silence.*

  Tyler: "S-So how long have you all been here?"

  Ashton: "What do you mean?" *He coughed, looking puzzled.*

  Tyler: "I've been counting how long I've been here and I would say about, three months."

  Ashton: (Three months?)

  Lance: "Wat makes ya think you were here for that long?"

  Ashton: "Lance and I have only been here for at least a week."

  Teresa: (What!? There was time differences?)

  Tyler: "I've been counting down the days-"

  Lance: "Tyler I never really liked ya, but it seems you've cha
nged."

  Tyler: "Oh? Too bad you haven't." *He smirked, scratching his pimple covered face.*

  Lance: "You wanna say that to ma face?!" *He stood up, grunting like a child.*

  Season: "Enough."

  Tyler: "Y-Yes, sorry, Season." *He lowered his head in respect and made himself more comfortable on the seat.*

  Lance: "Wateva." *He grunted, sitting back down with a frown.*