Rest for teh Restless, Dead man walkin

[Daxx]

Leaving all else behind, Daxx sat on the couch in the Lounge, not really caring about anything anymore. He looked like a zombie almost in his present state. He was a little sick, true, but he cuddled his cube and sphere close to him. These were the only reason he was still important to this place. He wondered if he would fade to black once the prisms left him. But it wasn't important. He wondered where the pyramid might be, though.

But again, it was not much for important. He slumped down to what one might think was enough to be a drunken stupor, but he was wide awake and alert at the same time. It was an odd sensation. But pleasant all the while. That's to say he both didn't mind and also didn't have a choice in it. Oh, he knew now. He was more than tired, more than exhausted.

It was like being almost dead. There was a light. The light people see, but he didn't see his life. He instead saw Akarui and Syras, and in front of them hovered the pyramid. He was dreaming, but a premonition all at the same time. He'd fallen onto the ground, the bottom of the couch propping his head up. In this state he looked rather peaceful.

[Emilie]

((BLAH!!))

Slumbering by the practice room door Emilie noticed nothing out of the ordinary. Last thing she had remembered was Roma sleeping next to a comatose Yaz. Daxx, unresponsive to his surroundings, feeble in thought and slow with orders. So it had to have been a few hours later when she finally awoken with an unsettling new scene before her. Roma abandoned her fellow high jewel on the ground where he still lay with his eyes closed and glamour vanished. But even more unsettling was her mentor's department. If he were to go someplace, and cause problems self-damaging or possibly more. Thus wearily the purple dusk arose and walked unsteadily away from the practice room and towards the stairs. Past the spire and dungeon openings the next door she turned and opened the chamber door with the turn of her hand that rested lightly on the ornate doorknob.

And sure enough, there he was, dreaming in his own little world. He looked like a child snuggled up in his bed, cuddling his two favorite toys against his chest for comfort. But those were not bedtime toys like Mr. Teddy Bear or Rag Doll Sandy; those were magical artifacts of unknown power. "Daxx?" Emilie voiced, with vocals so timid, so small and helpless. She sat next to him, and sighed deeply. "Daxx... I feel that the end of Fell is nearing. I understand that this emotion has been felt time and time again, but I begin to wonder if we could really be the last ones to ever walk through this place. Parts of me wish it to be true because this world is a misery. Yet the other parts... Disagree. The abyss teaches you things that you would never normally learn on earth. So sometimes I wonder, if we are just here to learn a lesson about ourselves.

"Daxx... Why do you hold onto those shapes? Why do you search and search for them time and time after again? They have no purpose except to drive you insane and make you feel worthless. That is no way to live... At all..." Again Emilie sighed, praying for some sort of guidance. Yet without anybody near she decided that the no help would arrive. "Do you even hear the words that come out of my mouth dear mentor?"

[Daxx]

He could not open his eyes. He was in a subconscious state, but could speak. "Young one, do not worry about me. I have these shapes because I believe that they are the very keys that will end this place forever, and give us our second chance. I believe this generation was brought here to restore time in Fell, and get things ticking. After all, all of us has this in common: we died in a way in which we did not wish to. I believe if we restore time here, time will be rewound, and we will get a chance to start fresh, so as to prevent our unwanted deaths for a little bit longer."

"It's true of anyone that they want to stay alive for as long as possible before the final breath passes through their body. But a second life is granted only to those who earn it, and are diligent in what they do. I've learned that greed and ruthlessness gets you nowhere. Take it from me; I would know for sure more than anyone else here. But akwardly enough, I believe that I am beginning to die, for reasons that I do not know. But I will tell you this; you must find Akarui and Syras, and bring them here to me. Then the final piece of the puzzle can come into play, but only then may we see the big picture here. Now go. Find them." And with that said, he slid back down, holding onto the prisms for dear life.