Wishing (to Touch you)

Starting Over

On the next months you poured your time, will and sweat into building your strength, magic and a trustful network to work on your missions. Also as soon as you could you requested outside missions directly with a superior acolyte, the smaller tasks easiest enough that you could explore the terrain and gain trust from people.

You decided to cut your hair short, to the point you would look like a man. You learned that the less of woman traits you show more you be left alone by people or strangers. Also you decided more of your body and face than before, thanking that inside the temple is colder enough to be able to bear with so much fabric, using the excuse that during your missions you started to gain scars through your body and face. Just while training that you would uncover your face and upper body, the straps of fabric that hold secure your breasts as also keep you decent if any stray decided to appear out of nowhere in the place you are.

Not that anyone had found you, anyway.

The weight of katana started to lessen at each month which passed, your arms getting toned and more resistant. It was also to your legs, your jumping through the trees got easier as your thighs and legs got toned and thicker, without losing the agility you refined.

It was during a misstep on a branch that you learned you can fly on your sword and you don't know what really happened. One moment you were stepping on a very high branch and another one you were falling. You grabbed your sword to dig it on the tree while stepping on the blade that when your descending slowed, your hair and clothes swishing on the breeze that passed through the canopy of the taller trees. Then you trained this and perfected it, your travels during even less now that you could fly the paths.

You poured yourself on any book of magic, spells, incantations and political ones temple has, now that you're an acolyte not under apprenticeship anymore you could access the restricted area. The stories and teachings far deeper and richer than the ones on the free sections. However you kept your gained extensive knowledge a secret, that will not be used as a weapon for the Order, the more weaker you look easier will be for you to be dismissed.

You were planning to defect the order. The possibilities are to fake your own death during a mission or ask Zed directly to release you from your duty and the Order. Kayn is there and his presence is oppressive and borderline hateful to you. You need to feel that otherwise you would acknowledge your heart beating fastening with the old emotions you possessed for him. In other words you can't love him, now there's no chance to have some resemblance of relationship. Thankfully the time you're on the temple is the time you're out on a mission, when you are there would be him to be out. And it would worked well, making the feelings slowly disappear day by day.

You know very well that the last he would hardly agree since you've been giving successful results on your mission. So you decided to learn magic illusions, a harder type of magic since required finer training since but nothing that using shadows and lightning could not provide and the extensive time you'd during the missions. With that you evoked images and silhouettes of gruesome scars for your skin as also of any dead corpse you could conjure up, the result of the illusions being successful when you avoided a soldier by faking your death while he chased you.

Slowly, with the scars you showed when people demanded to see people start to avoid you, gossip of it spreading faster than the casting shadows of the temple. The avoidance is a result you felt satisfaction upon noticing, the less people wanted you around more you'll become forgettable. It didn't pain you at all, since in your missions you start to meet more wonderful people, like Xan Irelia.

In one of your missions you'd to go undercover to the Ionia City. Unfortunately you were required to be accompanied by another acolyte, making you to prolong your illusion to keep the façade. Fortunately it required you to use an incantation to hide your fake scars, which would make you sigh in relief since the hide per say would never happen. At certain point you and your partner settled in one hotel and you both got on patrol in different directions, mapping the area. You walked through a richer area, you slightly dazzled with the architecture of the place until you bump hard on someone else. As you quickly move to look to the person and apologize you see a long-haired bluenette using a pink body suite, accompanied by another two soldiers at her side. By that you recognized one of the counselors and the female war-hero. And like that you decided that you needed to gain her trust and by that Karma's if you decided to leave free of fear, stalking and hiding while being in Ionia.