by JaffaArchfiend 1st September 2014, 5:06 pm
Kiersa held the key aloft for a minute... before wiggling it. "Umm... O-Open th-the Gate o-of the D-Dragon... Draco?" she said, trying once more to summon the spirit. She felt a tingle run through her body before it faded. She lowered the key and inspected it a little more. "G-Guess I-I'm n-not strong e-enough..." she sighed softly before turning around to look at the other keys, blinking at the sight of an elderly gentleman standing there. "O-oh! H-hello s-sir." she said, beginning to bow, but remembering Capricorns words, went to curtsey instead.
The old man looked at the nun, almost amusedly. "Must admit, this is a first." he said, his voice sounding young and old at the same time. The nun looked at him in confusion. "S-sorry?" she asked. "A nun being the one who summoned me. Usually its some big breasted woman, or some strange little fellow... although I must admit, my favourite by far was this girl who was pretending to be a boy..." he said, making Kiersa blink for a bit in confusion before the realisation hit her. She immediately bowed in respect to the man.
"F-Forgive m-me s-sir f-for-" she began before her head was tilted upwards by the Spirit's hand. "No need for that young one. Normally I would not be here, as you don't have quite enough Energy yet to truly summon me. But, for the purposes of forming a contract, I can supply some of my own power for the time being." he said, gesturing they take a seat. As the pair did so, Draco looked over towards Katherine and bowed his head. "You look as delicate as ever Young Angel. I hope your masters aren't over-working you." he said in polite conversation before he regarded Kiersa once more.
"Now then child... why did you choose my key in particular out of the assembly that Katherine-Chan has provided?" he asked. The nun went on to explain the story concerning the Dark Celestial Mage, Cirven, Aayla, her wounds. As the tale progressed, the old man's face grew darker and darker. "I see... so someone's found the pup then and given him a lease on the world..." he said before looking at the nun. "My conditions are simple Young One. Whenever you call on me for anything except battle, I would like a cup of freshly brewed tea ready for me. If summoned for battle, we can suspend the tea until afterwards, or double it up at the next casual summon. Secondly, you must pass my key through a flame or have it struck by a lightning based strike. Have no fear on the second part, my key will not pass the current through you." assured Draco, Kiersa quickly agreeing to his terms.
"With that, I must bid you farewell then Young One. You have many more Spirits to go through I presume... Farewell." he said, before fading away. Kiersa looked down at the key in her hand, and put it away into her pouch. She turned her attention towards the pile of keys and pondered.