Find the lost puppy! [Enola | Hakumi]

Enola was a tad exhausted from the last job. Certainly, Hakumi and herself had beaten some might tough opponents during that job and there was more than enough cause for celebration, but that did not make the beatings they received any less painful. Enola had her head chopped off, she was nearly molested by Roland, nearly stomped to death by Nancy (who did drugs in the form of lacrima milk apparently), and she also killed someone. That last part was what had made the last job so special. Never before had Enola taken someone’s life; one could say that the event had spooked Enola into submission from her usually happy self. Unlike most with some form of power, Enola did not like the idea of taking anyone’s life; in fact, she felt outright ashamed of herself for doing what she had done, even if it was just an honest accident.

Still, that morning, the maid found it difficult to turn down Hakumi as she needed help with a brand new job: finding a puppy! Enola could quite complain about a task as simple and lovely as that, even if vulcans were bound to appear as the job description had warned them. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time the dust mage had fought off vulcans. Several months earlier, she had braved the Spooky Forest and defeated an entire pack of the white beasts. Hopefully, she would be just as successful with Hakumi at her side, if not more successful than last time.

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WC: 252/250
PC: 2/15

Enola smiled to see Hakumi at her door, no doubt there to pick her up for the job they had arranged to do together. The water mage seemed more than excited to go on the job together, even more enthusiastic than Enola usually was; that was truly a rare feat.

The maid chuckled, “Of course! Let us take the train!”

With that, Hakumi and her dusty side kick were heading off to the train station. On the way there though, Enola couldn’t but to throw some idle chit-chat toward her friend’s way; after all, they were the kind of friends who probably should have had BFF necklaces (which was exactly what the maid probably would have bought the next time she entered a jewelry store).

“May I ask how you’ve been, Ms. Nazu? You’ve seemed awfully happy since that last job.”

Enola let her mind wonder for a bit in thought of what composed the source of Hakumi’s happiness. Perhaps it was all the goodies they had plundered during their job to the ancient ruins. Enola certainly wasn’t thinking of that; she was more concerned with Emerald. They had left the lad alive after being responsible for the death of his twin sister, and the possibility that he might come back for vengeance seemed like a very good possibility. The maid had developed a mild form of paranoia after being in thought of the possibility for so long. She could almost imagine Emerald being behind every corner she passed.

Still, the maid tried not think about it as they headed toward the train station. It would be a long ride before they arrived at the Spooky Forest anyway.

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WC: 278/250
PC: 4/15

Enola blinked at her overly-happy teammate but laughed, “Aye, I’m very happy myself. We gave those treasure hunters quite the thrashing, wouldn’t you say?”

The maid looked out the train and, after a moment of pondering their last job turned to the water mage and said, “You know, I think we make an excellent team. I dare say we could rival Mr. Avoa's own strength if we work together.”

That last part might have been exaggerating a little bit. Kihia could slice powerful wizards in half with just a single strike. Enola had witnessed the feat when Zuo Cii’s sons had attacked and decimated the Lamia Scale guild hall. It was “absolutely dreadful” as a certain Englishman from a particular singing competition (Fiore Idol) would say. Regardless, the point was that Enola had quite a bit of faith in their teamwork given the amount of strong opponents they had faced when they ventured into the ruins of some forgotten city some time ago.

As Enola thought about it, she wondered if Hakumi had actually ever seen a vulcan. Not many people had seen them and lived to tell the tale. They were rather ferocious and nasty at times, but it did not seem farfetched that even stronger mages had not ever seen the beasts.

“Dear, before we get there, I feel I should ask… have you ever seen a vulcan?”

Enola meant that question in the least patronizing way possible, and she hoped her friend would be humble enough to answer honestly.

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WC: 252/250
PC: 6/15

Enola grinned with the joy of a teacher who loved explaining things and told Hakumi, “Vulcans are like big apes with white fur. They’re much smarter than most apes though and can even talk. If we run into any, we must be careful. They’re both aggressive and cunning; in fact, it’s probably best if we keep on our guards at all times when we get there.” Enola remembered back to when Shohei and herself had been ambushed by a pack of vulcans. They were smart enough to know when and how strike. The darn apes had even managed to corner them against a large and dangerous river to keep them from escaping. It was in part mostly to Shohei and Enola’s brute force that even managed to survive the encounter with the dangerous beasts. The maid hoped they would not even run into any vulcans during their visit to the Spooky Forest this time.

The train was nearing their destination, but they still had some time left. Thinking over everything, Enola thought up the question of, “The Spooky Forest is quite big, you know? We should probably figure out how we’re going to find a small and tiny puppy in such a large forest. I don’t suppose you have any ideas, do you?” Truthfully, Enola was not the smartest apple in the bunch and she was well aware of it. She had a hunch though, that Hakumi had a better head on her shoulders than the maid did on hers.

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WC: 250/250
PC: 8/15

The train’s grand whistle howled as the train slowed down and its engines slowed. Steam blew out from the front of the train, blasting away any nearby birds. Gently slow, the train came to stop at the innocuous platform near the entrance to the Sooky Forest.

“Ready to get off, Ms. Nazu?” she chuckled, lifting herself from her seat as other passengers were dumbfounded as to why those two crazy chicks would want to get off in the middle of nowhere, but just shrugged it off because they were obviously cray-cray. The two lone cray-cray chicks stepped off the train and sat patiently on the platform as the train spurred its engines and shot off its whistle once more. As if watching a dear friend leave, Enola waved the train goodbye, causing some of the passengers to cringe as the continued craziness.

Once the metal train was out of sight, Enola turned to her partner and asked, “Shall we get going then?” She turned around to see a metal gate that led to the Spooky Forest. The duo wondered to it, and the dust mage carefully played with the metal fence and unlocked it. It came unlocking with a ringing noise and revealed a long, winding path made of dirt. Somewhere, within that mass of trees and other vegetation, there was a puppy and probably a wild pack of vulcans waiting for them.

“I suppose we should probably get hunting for that puppy.”

With that, Enola took the lead and entered the forest.

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WC: 253/250
PC: 10/15

The member 'Enola Gay' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

'Monster Dice' :

Enola reluctantly let her less cute friend lead the way into the Spooky Forest which, for some reason, wasn’t even that spooky really. As they were walking though, Enola noticed how strong Hakumi’s right foot was; it stood firm and waded through the thin mist like a true leader. Her left foot was obviously the side kick of the two, prompting the maid to wonder if the right foot knew dust magic and the left foot knew water magic. They would be awesome sauce.

As they were moving along the dirt trail, a noise shrieked across the land and startled the two; Hakumi, as smart as her right foot, knew what it was though: a vulcan! Right on cue, a small vulcan jumped out of the trees (even though Enola thought vulcans did not really climb trees) and tried to pounce on Hakumi “Water Drinker” Nazu. The vulcan was foolish to try and defeat the great Water Drinker of Lamia Scale though as it swiftly got its monkey butt kicked. They would sing tales years later of how Hakumi managed to beat the might yet tiny and weak vulcan of the Spooky Forest. It was a historic moment, and Enola was glad to be a part of it.

“That was impressive, Ms. Nazu!”

Another shriek came but Enola did not know her vulcan calls well enough to distinguish the noise as a vulcan call unlike Hakumi who had apparently mastered her vulcan calls well enough to know when one of the apes ere coming. Just like the last one, this was a weaker vulcan, but it was Enola who took the initiative to attack. She stomped her foot on the ground and caused a large geyser of dust to pop of the ground and launch the vulcan far away.

Hooray!

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WC: 300/250
PC: 12/15

Hakumi probably thought she was being cute by punching a vulcan in the gut, but it totally was not cute. It made her look somewhat like a man, which she probably was because no girl had big hands like hers. It was probably, in fact, that Hakumi was probably just two small men in a Hakumi costume. It was an undignified thought but one that was probably true. Regardless, the vulcan fell back and died. It just died. Hakumi had punched it right in the gut and automatically died! It defied the laws of physicals but the water mage had never been one to follow logic anyway.

There were more vulcans though, two more specifically. It prompted Enola to channel magic power into her gloved hands and form a ball of dust that swirled and slowly gained in size as it composed itself of even more dust. She held out her hands, allowing the dust ball to rise up and gain its form. It slowly turned humanoid and eventually took the form of a dust angel. Hakumi would no doubt notice the angel as the being that had saved her sorry butt when they were battling Nancy during their little with that one gang of treasure hunters whose name I can’t remember at this moment. The dust angel showed off for bit by flying its wings and arms before flying toward of the vulcans and punching it way harder than Hakumi could ever even dream fo. The vulcan, of course, died on the spot from getting its bones broken from the mere force of the impact.

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WC: 266/250
PC: 14/15