#cowerbeforeasorcerer

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LMFAO IS THIS REALLY A THING??? oh my god. THAT REALLY SAYS SOMETHING ABOUT HOW FICKLE I AM WITH THEMES LMFAO.

Chel had been walking for some time and realized that she had lost track of how long it had been since she'd seen a real town. She had run in to some nice people during her travels and luckily they let her ride on their cart for a while. After leaving them, now she had found herself in the middle of nowhere. All there was from north to south, east to west, was sand. Lots of it. No water in sight, or grass. That meant no bugs or life in general really, and this sent Chel into a panic.

She was running low on food and water, and she didn't know how much longer she needed to make that last. Taking a few drops of water from her small jug to drink, Chel put it back into her bag and treaded forward, beginning to feel dizzy. After maybe another half hour, she spotted a city. Near this city, an oasis. This brought sudden life to her, and it was enough to get her to stagger her way to this small patch of life. No one seemed to be around when she finally arrived, so she dipped her water jug into the water to fill it. It felt cool and refreshing on her hands. As soon as the jug was full, she brought her cupped hands to her lips and drank the refreshing liquid until she could feel the dizziness stop. "Thank the gods." Splashing some water on her face, she heard a noise close by. Stopping and patting her face dry with her robes, she looked around to make sure she was alone. She was, so it seemed. Chel then took a breath and looked up at the sky.

// Sometimes I can’t take how perfect you are as this lil’ squirt. I just. I love you.

((OOC: adfgbahfgbahfgb Totally not perfect but thank you for this. I question my ability roleplaying her and this makes me feel so much better. <3 *huggles*))

Jafar shook the drowsiness from his head as he strode down the corridor. He hadn't anything to eat for breakfast and he really didn't care to. The thought of food seemed to make his stomach churn in an odd way. After adjusting his new Atlantean clothing (which was lighter and admittedly, less), he knocked on the door to Kida's bedchambers. Part of him wondered if she was still asleep. What if she was an early riser and wasn't even inside? Cursing himself, he thought about how he should have checked the time. It was too late now, however, since the sound of his knock was already reverberating off the walls.

"Your highness," He called in a strong voice, but not loud enough to be obnoxious. "I hope I'm not disturbing you. I thought perhaps we could start your training soon, if that's alright." 

A row of long fingers grasped a glowing object in it's palm. The item was a crystal with a long history behind it. It once belonged to a city that had disappeared many years ago. As he gazed down at the illuminated stone, a rush of memories flooded his mind. Images of screaming citizens and the roar of an oncoming wave engulfed his senses. Then he saw her. The Queen of Atlantis was ascending into the sky like a magnet to some beacon. Whatever this shining light was, it was taking Kashekim's wife away. He could barely hear a child's cries before he rode far into the distance. 

Now he stood in a long room within his palace. There in the center of the room was his means of escape all those years ago. It was an Atlantean vessel that could carry him through the sky by means of the crystal. It harnessed enough power to send this fish-like ship into the air. As he straddled the machine once again, he began to think about the Heart of Atlantis. He had only heard trace rumors about such a thing and he wondered if it had been destroyed during the sinkage. Pushing the thought away, he placed the crystal inside a small notch and applied gentle pressure against a pad in front of him. Immediately, the vehicle began to glow just as brightly as the crystal and rise into the air. With a satisfied smile, he jerked his head towards a naga beast who waited for his command. The snake-like guard pulled open a large door at the end of the room, revealing the outside kingdom of Ophidian. Without much hesitation, he sped forward with the vessel and flew out of the palace. 

Several hours passed before he found the right area to dive beneath the ocean's waters. The ship submerged quickly and with haste, found the tunnels that would lead to the city. He had to fly through a large outer cave that would finally lead him to Atlantis. Along the way he spotted some creatures that looked familiar. At least something was 'alive'. That gave him a shred of hope. The forgotten city soon came into view as he excited the caverns. As he flew up to the city, he began to wonder how he would be received. Thousands of years had passed. Would they even remember who he was? 

Jafar landed the vessel with ease and climbed off just in time to see a series of guards with spears running towards him. Of course, he thought. They don't take kindly to visitors. Holding up his hands, he tried to show them he meant no harm. It was then that he began to speak in their native tongue. 

"Please, be still! I am of no danger to you."

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"Just what I've heard through the grapevine." He returned her smirk with a smile of his own. "Tell me, did you truly love that girl like she was your daughter? Or did you use her for her power? I'm very curious to know."

"Both." Gothel admitted simply. "Now, why are you so curious?" She looked up at him confidently, not letting the extreme height difference between them get to her. She may have only been a small 5'3, but she never let herself be intimidated by someone bigger or taller.