To ascend (Snow, vanille, genesis, arbiter quest)

[Ouranus Nova]

The bell tolls as Ouranus seemed to be walking around the ruined city. She remembered it all too well as she walked the alleyways. Her footsteps were gentle as she continued to walk to the bell tower and climbed up to look over the city. She remembered how this place always brought to her some level of solace when she was a child. Everyday she watched the birds fly by and even watched plenty of sunsets. Even though there was much splendor of the castle, Ouranus always felt that this was a much better place because of the view it had. However, now the view had been distorted; warped by the mist and the events there after.

Now what was left was a ruined kingdom, but even though as the buildings look like they have been ravaged she knew that they can always be rebuilt. It was the people that could not. Once a person leaves, they can never truly return. Such is true about her own family. This weighed heavily on her mind as she looked out into the distance. She knew she would never see her family again, and if that is the case then she would need to uphold everything that her parents had stood for. This had made her feel vulnerable as tears welled up in her eyes.

However, there wasn't the time to cry. As she looked up again, she noticed something strange: there was no sound. This did not bode well in her mind. As she quickly scaled down the ladder, she knew that this kind of silence was the calm before an attack. Did the mist bring out an army of monsters seeking to harm more people? Running through the alleyway, she unsheathed her sword to be ready for anything. Stopping in the square, her golden eyes scanned the area surrounding her. Something was wrong, and she could feel it in her heart. However, it didn't feel like it was a monster attack. It was something different, something she never encountered before. When she heard the sound of beating wings, she raised her head to the sky. What she had witnessed was nothing she had only heard of in stories or second hand accounts. But to be standing in front of this one herself took her breath away.

((Reference to the arbiter: i115.photobucket.com/albums/n304/AbadonXXX/Wrath-of-War-concept-art-Angel-darksiders-2152298-673-762.jpg))

[Genesis Rhapsodos]

(darkness of white you can through the sadness take your flight, and become the wings that pierce the veil; spreading strong and true tonight.)
__________________________________________________x

while he did like silence, this was the worst type of silence he could hope for.

it was too quiet, he remembered silences like this where he could almost taste the emotions of other SOLDIERs in wutai. the few times he had been there leading attacks on the other region there was always a silence in the camps as they listened to the sounds of the countryside and the forest and the mountains every once in a while, fearful that they would fall victim to a sudden attack from the wutaiin people. while it had only happened once while genesis was out there, it was enough to make him panic and come to fear the dull silence that was here today in this ruined town.

of course that was before he went ‘mad’ and caused the mass SOLDIER desertion.

“there’s an enemy in the area... a strong one, a heavenly or hellish entity,” genesis rhapsodos quietly said, in an attempt to break the silence. then he paused in thought, thinking back, far back. it was almost like a thousand souls coursing through the same area, of the dead, but also the living... no. it was almost like the atmosphere of the lifestream; calm, but dangerous, but a protector. “it’s the same as the lifestream, but there is an attack to be here...”

with a single movement he was in the sky, black feathers falling to the floor. that worried him. was he perhaps degrading again? the feathers only fell out when he was degrading, falling victim to the failure of an experiment he was... no, he wasn’t a failure. stop thinking like that, he told himself, you’re a success, he added, before allowing himself to fly over the city at heights that the buildings didn’t reach, feeling cool condensation of clouds on his clothes and skin. then suddenly he dropped from the sky, his deep mako eyes wide at the sight of a being above him that he could tell was a summon; a guardian.

he placed a hand upon the hilt of his rapier, drawing it. before you could acquire a summon, you had to defeat it. genesis however had no intention of acquiring it, for he knew that it was one that was special – connected to someone, and he was certain he would feel it if it was connected to him.

“... ouranus!” he called out, still managing to keep quiet as he quickly darted around the square, unwilling to go out into the open. he stopped once near the familiar lady, a strong look but also one of curiosity on his face. “this summon... i believe it’s the guardian connected to you.”

they talked about guardians during their first encounter.

[Snow Villiers]

Heroes never die.

Even Snow wasn't stupid enough to not notice the silence. He was yelling around town, in fact, when he noticed it. It felt familiar to him, like how noiselessly Eilodons could come out of nowhere. Snow was here because he had heard someone mention, maybe about a day back, that there was a strange girl walking through town.

If there was any one girl that stood out from the crowd, it had to be one of the girls he knew. He just hoped it was Vanille so he could finally tell her and get back to Serah. However, something caught his sight as he ran. Whatever that thing was he saw, it couldn't be good. After all, a hero must save the day. When Snow arrived, he was right to have turned up.

"Hope you don't mind if I come crashing into this party." He said, smiling at the other two that apparently know each other. Snow pounded his fist into his right hand as he got ready for a offensive stance. He knew exactly what that thing wanted, despite it being different from l'Cie. It was Novas's battle...he would only help.

Heroes never fail to sense disturbances[/size]