《 Guardian Druid 》

Free food, delivered right to his doorstop? Well he will accept it and quite happily at that! How kind of Ronan to spend his time delivering treats to his friends..!

It’s a shame because I have so many ideas and I was having fun threading with the people I did get a chance to thread with. 

“Is the sky blue!? Of course!!” Maybe he’d been lurking around looking pitifully hungry, stomach growling. Maybe he’d been dropping subtle hints to Ronan...

Okay he had definitely been doing those things.

He holds his forehead defensively as if he’d just been assaulted, staring wide eyed in shock. Whether he’s serious or joking is impossible to tell.

“LAAAASS! What was that for!?”

he couldn’t agree more! it was so good! the taste was so sweet, and the crust really soft, he couldn’t remember how long it had been since tasting something so layers in its textures. the man had really come through, and more was he when he named someone who had made it. which meant! maybe another chance to taste it again! he had even offered to make that a possibility.

it was a little surprising to hear that a human would be so open to hearing out the wild. long ears twitched to check he was hearing right, but there was apparently no correcting himself; Ryan indeed said this friend was a human.

“Pika?”

there was some noise of late about humans who were kinder to non-humans; he was skeptical but if there was any truth to it, maybe Ronan was one of these people.though he was afraid to try and find out, unless he was able to turn to Ryan, just like his invitation. but then that would out him to more people if it backfired, wouldn’t it? it was a difficult decision; if he had a peaceful life, the last thing Pikachu wanted to do was bring any trouble that might threaten it. a head tilt spoke his curiosity though, the idea of being able to eat such tasty food, and share it with others like himself, he wanted to believe it was possible  “pi… chu?”

“Ronan’s never gotten mad at someone just for existing! When we were younger he’d stand up for me when I got bullied.”

Those memories had been so long ago. Ryan had eventually adapted to hiding his ears more often than not as he grew older but having a person like Ronan at his side had meant he hadn’t often needed to. 

He stretches and gets to his feet with a smile.

Oddly two years and perhaps a lazy writer but no one is truly counting. As long as one enjoys life, in the end that is all that matters. though having the full capabilities is a welcome set back that he would like to have one day.

“then there is no choice, we must hurry… if only we have a location to where to find your friend. “ Of course the obvious must be stated before anything else could be done right now. And of course theres a lot of things needed like perhaps rope.

“Perhaps some rope and a few sleeping medicine would come in handy no?”

It was only said in jest but also we might never know when that will come in handy, after all when the last time people can safely use rope without being judged too harshly on it?

“Would tying someone up really be for the best?” Well it might be, if it prevented them from hurting themselves or others. Well then--!

“Actually you could be right. If we encounter anyone acting weird we should do our best to help them or make sure they aren’t going to hurt someone. I only just woke up here, but I have a feeling there must be all sorts of people around.” If he was judging from the sample size of two - himself and Hermenost - that wasn’t quite enough, but if he included the people in his dream - Ronan, the little creature he hadn’t caught the name of, and others - then he could be certain this city was as varied as the members of grand chase.

               「 ✥ 」Was everything that he remembered just lies? These peaceful memories had soon been shattered once flashes of his actual past came to his mind, causing the well-mannered young man to soon end up rather shaken by everything, seeking to hide himself before his other self would find him- he was the true one.. Or so, he believed. There was no way that he had been possessed in the past and wound up killing without being able to control his own body, it couldn’t be real. Hands had curled up into fists as the blue haired male tried his best to ground himself before all of these thoughts ended up being too much to handle.

        Yet, just when he started to think that he would be find and that no one would find him, a voice calling out his name reached his ears, causing the fake to freeze on the spot. Wait.. Was it Ryan? No.. It sounded somewhat different. Too different. Eyebrows furrowed, Ronan bit down onto his lower lip for a moment, gathering himself before he finally turned around- only.. to be surprised by what was now in front of him. This.. beast. What did they want from him?

          “Ah… Stay away, whatever you are..!” He warned as he took a single step back, raising an arm in front of him. If anything, he was ready to run off. Perhaps, it was also easy to see that this Ronan was a bit too agitated compared to his original and that one mistake could be seen as an attempt to attack him. 

Relief at Ronan recognizing his voice turned to slight dread as the other teen quickly reacted with fear. In concern and shock Ryan quickly made his form return to normal, his hunched posture straightening as his fur shrunk back into his skin and his features returned to that of the normal elf.

“It’s me, Ryan!” He took a step forward before the realization hit -- what if this was the ‘copy’ Ronan? It was hard to say. If the real Ronan were here too maybe he’d also forgotten Ryan? Could it have been a Ronan from before they met that arrived? There were too many questions he needed answers for.

((Lmao Ryan is so chill, and Lass is nonchalant, just how2plant ))

It had taken absolutely no time at all for Ryan to begin to panic and worry about his friend. He had woken up here alone but after that ‘dream’ of a peaceful life as childhood friends he just knew Ronan had to be here as well.

Why else would he be the only other chaser to appear in that lifetime?

Tracking was one of Ryan’s best skills and although he wasn’t sure quite where Ronan would be he could try and piece together an idea. Navigating the unfamiliar city wasn’t easy , however, and after a few hours the elf found himself losing hope.

Finally he relented. Remembering the information he’d been given - that he could still transform for a short period - he gathered nature’s energy into his body and assumed the shape of a red bristled wolf. He took off as fast as he could with nose to the ground, sniffing anywhere and everywhere for a trace of Ronan’s scent and was quickly rewarded.

Not even five minutes later had he caught a lead and soon enough he came up to his friend , tail raised and wagging in excitement.

It’s all Ryan can do to not scream at the sight of the poor potted plant. He can’t help his reaction of quickly snatching the plant from a sheepish Lass to inspect it. After a moment’s inspection he finally calms down and manages a smile.

“I see you were trying your best, but the soil is kind of old and out of nutrients. If we plant it in new soil it will be fine!”

One hand delicately slides across the metal war axe in his hands, a gift from long ago. By itself, its existence stabilises him to the present. He misses his brothers, he surely does, and even in that other existence, they are all dead. but the happiness he wishes , its all he could do to not force it down on others. 

 “ I am Hermenost of Levinlight. In other words I have mastered lightning that there is no limit for me as of now. “ is there a connection between the present and past right now? No. Elves are elves and elezen are different, its no use putting the image of a elezen child on top of the other. 

 “Tell me Ser Ryan. What is this Ronan speciality, should he become combative?”

 “Or, having such a peaceful life style. Would the doubles even know how to fight like us.”

The other has already surpassed all limit on his power? Ryan could only conclude he must have been here a while then, although he had no idea what ‘a while’ would even amount to, having just arrived.

“I... hmm. well we were separated before I woke up here, I honestly thought we were all going to die! My main concern would be... ah, well...”

The teen’s expression grows somewhat grim. If he had gotten flashbacks of a peaceful life he’d never lived then the others may have seen what they’d gone through as well. Although Ryan had been through difficult situations he’d always emerged chipper and ready to go the next day.

 “Mine is… I suppose he is saying his last minute goodbyes. Or perhaps it is me, after all, it was a pleasant life. “ he closes his eyes a bit, but then opens them, looking prepared and ready for whatever comes next. It was nice, living as if he was here his whole life. The memories though, they didn’t belong to him. So he should say goodbye….soon. 

 “I would be glad to assist you. But are you really a elezen? You are awfully…short.” a bit of mirth never hurts.  

“Elezen? Is that why you’re so tall?” 

He’s never heard of an ‘elezen’ before but even Ryan is sharp enough to put two and two together. They must be different races, even if they look very similar. How interesting!

“I’m an elf, not an elezen. I come from a large forest which I protect. I’m a druid!” He cracks a large smile. It’s interesting to see the solemn expression on the other man’s face as he mentions the other ‘him’ going to say goodbye... but if the others were all going to the same place, goodbyes probably wouldn’t be needed.

“I’ll probably get a bit taller with my growth spurt, but this is pretty normal... uhm, anyway. If our counterparts don’t seem likely to cause trouble then finding Ronan and his would be the first priority. Maybe see if anyone else along the way needs help while we’re at it, since we’re probably more capable than others.”