Tifa & Avi

[Avi]

After a while she felt the dead weight of Faliva fall into her lap, drowsily she tried to check to see if she was alright but her head became heavy and she fell backwards, in the last moments of conciousness she heard the sweet sounds of a choir resounding in her mind, and then black.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Sholrian was in the temple library, reading by candlelight. It was dark and so the candle illuminated the area around him with a firey glow. His book was not an education text for once, but the poetry of one of his favourite writers. He was distracted from one particularly beautiful passage by an angelic voice calling his name.
"Hmm?" He mused, raising an eyebrow and he sat his book face down on the table to save his page and then picked up the candle.
He wore brown leather boots that reached his knees and then folded over at the top in a very piratesque fashion. His shirt was white and open at the neck with a length of cord loosely holding it together. The sleeves were long and fitted snuggly against his muscular arms. Bands of leather were tightened around his wrists. His breeches were of usual leather design and his black hair cropped short at the sides and back, but left long on the top with a fine plait starting at the base of his neck and sitting over his shoulder.
His eyes were as black as midnight.
He pushed open the heavy wooden door out of the library and stood in the hallway for a moment, still hearing the echoing voice calling his name.
It was then he became aware of another presence in the hall.
"Can you hear it Dorian?" He asked, his voice it's usual even tone.

[Avi]

"hmm, whats that?" Listening intently Dorian closed his eyes for a moment, hearing the smoothest, sweetest voice calling his name she stood up from his chair, his long coat dropping to behind his knees, he was dressed in a similar style to Sholrion but had bandages around his arms up to his elbows.
"I think your onto something Rion" Clamping a hand down on Sholrions shoulder he walked down the hall and noticed a bright light coming from one of the doors,
"Look."

[Tifa Lockhart]

Rion moved forward to join his companion, eyes narrowing as he spotted the light shining from the doorway.
"That the chapel..." Rion murmured, unsheathing the simple longsword that sat sheathed by his side.
"Come on." He said, edging sideways through the door, careful to not make any noises.

[Avi]

Flexing his fingers he quietly crept towards the chapel door, no-one was supposed to be down here until the morning ritual and only Sholrion and himself were allowed to be down here now, Sliding in after Dorian he came to a stop at what be saw. Ontop of the alter were two young women laying on one another.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Blinking in surprise Sholrion ran forward, sword still in his iron grasp. His eyes looked the women over, they were dressed strangely, and were very pale.
"How did these women get in here, Dorian?" He asked, turning to see if he's friend had any idea.

[Avi]

"Do not look at me, I'm as confised as you" Briskly walking over to the alter he checked over the two women, the one closest to him caught his eye, her dark hair was tied back off of her fair face contrasting with eachother. They appeared most strange to his eyes, their clothing was unfamiliar and a tad revealing with the lower cut than he was used to.
"...Though they do appear mighty appealing."

[Tifa Lockhart]

"The flesh of a woman is all that drives you isn't it Dorian?" Sholrion said with a small crooked kind of smile as he stepped forward to scoop the brown haired woman up into his arms.
"We'd better get them somewhere warmer than this cold chapel... we can find out how they got here when they wake."
Ever the sensible one, Rion lead the way.

[Avi]

Glaring at the back of his friends head, he muttered under his breath, following what example of his friend he gently picked up the dark haired girl. As they were walking down the hallway she woman began to stir in her arms but when he looked down her eyes remained closed. Her face was still but her eyes twitched as if she was looking around.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Rion looked over at his friend as they walked, eyes perplexed.
"Do you think.... Mother Mara sent them here?" He asked. Rion was somewhat of a skeptic, but he always hoped for some sign to prove that the goddess DID exist, he didn't like doubting it.
He turned a corner and nudged open a side door with his shoulder, the room beyond having a large four poster bed. He waved his hand over the lamp at the door and the flame ignited.
He crossed the threshold and put his burden down on the bed gently.

[Avi]

"It is possible.......she works in many different ways" Following Rion in the room he went to the other side of the bed to lay down the dark haired beauty, wiping his hand across her brow it felt cold, pulling his jacket off he placed it ontop of her.
"They do not look to be from here, but they could possibly be from another county, or like you said the Mother Mara sent them........either way, we should watch over them." Leaning on the wall next to the bed he kept a visual over the two woman, the closest one in particular.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Much more reluctant to cosy up to these two strange women, Rion grumbled his contempt and exited the room.
"I will return in a moment, i am going to get some food for when they wake."
He pulled the heavy wooden door shut behind him.

Faliva had been perceiving bits and pieces for a few minutes now, beginning with the sensation of movement, and the garbled voices, like when trying to speak underwater.
Now she found herself blinking away candle light. She felt cold and heavy, and the moment she opened her eyes she shuddered with the cold, noting she was laying on a strange bed with a coat over her.
She would have cried out in surprise if not for the dryness of her throat and the lead-like weight of her limbs. She stayed staring weakly at the roof.
What happened? She thought, straining to remember where she'd been or what she'd been doing.

[Avi]

Dorian was aware the moment that the the dark haired woman woke up, she eyes were only just open, walking forward he sat on the side of the bed, remaining quiet he waited until she looked at him so as not to startle her.

Avitiana became aware of conciousness creaping up on her, slowly her eyes to lulled open and was looking up at a ceiling, she imediately became concerned as the memory of the whit light and choirs cam to her mind, slowly rolling her head to the side she saw Faliva and relaxed a bit. Where on earth am I?

[Tifa Lockhart]

Faliva however, was no longer concerned with where she was, her eyes were locked on the man who sat watching over her. He seemed familiar, like she'd seen him in a picture or a painting or something. His features were striking and somewhat alien at the same time.
She opened her mouth to try and speak, but still her voice would not oblige her.

[Avi]

When the dark haired woman opened her eyes he gave her a small smile in greeting, her eyes were the most lovely shade of green her had seen, they looked like the ocean after a storm. When she tried to speak he motioned for her to be quiet,
"Please thou hast just woken, take thy time to rest"
((Am trying out the whole thee, thou, thy thing......no idea if it sounds right))