Reima's eyes slowly open as he begins to regain consciousness, he stares at the ceiling for a couple of monts before losing his strength and dropping his head back down. It lands on sothing soft and he groans in apprehension. "Uh, I've got to stop doing this" he murmurs as he wonders what his head is resting on... Maybe is Priscilla's tail? He muses to himself, happy at even the prospect.
A shadow covers him as he blinks at the face...
Solaire "Good Morrow to you sunshine." he laughs as Reima imdiately springs up, the sleep in his eyes disappearing as if it were never there.
Reima looks at his friend who looks no worse for ware despite the excessive drinking they both had partaken. "How are you this jolly? And how do you know if it's the morning or not? We literally live underground!"
Solaire continues to laugh, "It's no matter, wherever I go the sun will follow!"
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Reima "I thought you were still seeking your sun? What happened to that?" he asks curious at the sudden change in perspective.
Solaire "I've already found it! After we defeat my father I can wholly dedicate myself to the protection and well-being our friends here."
Reima retrieves a cup and has so water drop into it from seemingly nowhere, "Yeah, actually we have to talk about that... I want to make sure we're the best we can be before fighting Gwyn... Despite giving himself to the First Fla he's still likely to be extrely powerful, I've got so Mutagens that I'd like to experint with before we proceed. Is that alright with you?"
Solaire nods, "Preparation is the first step to prevention, how long do you think you will take?"
Reima shrugs, "It takes around three days to distil them, I'll do them all in a single batch... I do not know how long I'll be experinting though, it would not do to turn into a sli creature or so other unspeakable abomination." Solaire nods at this serenely, "Ah, before I go to care for Priscilla could you fill a couple glasses with water? Last ti I was sure she'd breath fire on ..." Reima nods and fills a couple glasses before looking around.
He's still apparently in the Demon Ruins, unconscious Chaos Servants still lie about around the completely picked clean boar that they'd devoured the previous night. He chuckles as he sees Laurentius still hanging there wide awake, "Still, no ti like the present..." he says as he makes his way into the Chaos Covenant Caves, he finds himself a small chamber close to the exit to prevent the build up of fus and assembles the delicate distillery equipnt. After that's all set up he skims over what samples he's collected, He's still got the left overs of the Hell Kite drake, the tail of Seath, Kalaet and the zombie dragon from the Painted world of Ariamis. Oh right, he's also got many different parts from the Basilisks down in the depths.
He nods to himself and takes many different samples from the different parts, He separates the scales and flesh from the dragon tails as they can provide different results and takes samples from the Basilisks giant eyes, regular eyes, what Reima assus is the gland that produces the petrification gas and it's flesh.
After depositing the different samples in heat proof vials he puts them in for the three day wait... Great, what now? He sighs and carves "Do not touch, look at or acknowledge the existence of anything in this room" onto the stone wall before heading back to the Demon Ruins to take back all his furniture... What? No use in leaving it here right?
Reima decides to delve back into Seath's tos to waste so ti while waiting for the Mutagens to distil. He's only able to read for a couple hours when an angry shout is heard in the caves, briskly scuttling out, Quelaag looks around with a livid expression. She sees Reima and quickly approaches him, "Did you see?"
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"Did you see!"
She repeats the question to the confused Reima who only replies with "Did I see what?"
Quelaag glowers, "Did you see who left sleeping atop Quelana, I'll flay them!"
Reima shrugs, "What's the big deal?"
She imdiately retorts, "What's the big deal!?! The big deal is that she thinks I've forgiven her!"
Does her pride matter so much he muses to himself, wasn't she the one drunkenly apologising the entire night? "Well, you had quite a lot to drink, maybe you said sothing to her?"
He's rejected, "Preposterous! Even if I were rendered insane and hollow I would still never apologise!"
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Reima grumbles, "Look, Surely there's soone else you can... Explain? This to?"
She doesn't seem to pick up on his small slip and agrees, "Yes, surely Eingyi saw sothing..." she says as we scuttles off in search of the unfortunate Chaos Servant.
Good, now he can read in peace...
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Solaire "My friend!"
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Solaire "Sir Reima?"
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Solaire "Reima!"
Reima drops the to on his legs and sighs, "What?"
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Reima "Seriously, do you need sothing?"
Solaire "I was going to request so more water but I'll go elsewhere, you seem a trifle irritated." he says offhandedly before wandering off. Reima can only watch his back leave, is he a Tsund now?
Yet again, Reima picks up his to and reads the na of the spell inside. Crystalline Prison?
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