Temporal pixies

[Anastasia]

Sylvie walks out, dusting her hands off.

Elena starts to reply, but frowns. She turns and looks to the horizon, and begins to walk forward.

"Elena?" Sylvie flies along, keeping pace.

[Nephrite]

Moore will fly along with her!

He has a feeling he knows what's going on, but keeps quiet for now.

[Anastasia]

You walk along, just far enough to leave the Cauldron and Aurora behind. Ahead sits a little house, undisturbed by anything and quiet. It's simple and with a wooden fence around it, well enough made and hardly that remarkable.

Nonetheless Elena heads right for it.

[Nephrite]

Yep, of course he knew about all of this, and instead of just showing up himself...

Moore flies along as well. He could certainly analyze the area for magic, but he knows who put this here and there's not much reason to analyze it!

[Anastasia]

Elena goes to the door and hesitates just a moment. She then flies right in, through the door like it wasn't there.

[Nephrite]

Well, she probably keeps some amount of incorporeality, but Moore's likely going to have to use the door like it was a regular door. He tries to put his hand through it anyway first.

Assuming he can't get through the door, he'll do a quick 113 on Spellcraft and 118 on K:A if it's anything special, then try and open the door regularly. Although he'll knock first.

[Anastasia]

There's no enchantments here at all.

It's a nice enough home. Elena darts about it, from the homey living room, to the den, to the kitchen, to the bedrooms. She looks about without a word yet no one seems to be here at all.

[Nephrite]

Moore will glance over at Sylvie and wait!

[Anastasia]

Sylvie simply holds her ground and waits. "He's not here. Then why...?" Elena trails off as she comes to a rest besides the two of you.

And then, a moment later, the sound of a door opening in the back of the house is heard.

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles and nudges Elena in the direction of the sound.

He will follow at a respectful pace once she starts going.

[Anastasia]

Elena darts to to that door, through walls and out of immediate sight.

A pause.

"What?" A familiar voice says., the words easily audible to your sharp, divinely aided ears. "There's a stream outside. I was cleaning myself up."

[Nephrite]

Moore will follow along to say hello!

[Anastasia]

Medi is indeed there. His hair and beard are even damp as he walks in, wearing a simple robe.

Elena stares at him for several moments. Anger, fury, frustration. Her fists ball up and her cheeks are red. Yet not a word comes out as Medi simply waits until...Elena sniffles loudly and asks, "Why?"

"You don't need me, Elena. You haven't needed me for a very long time." Medi says, "I gave you a chance to grow and a chance to be improved, so even if the worst happens, you won't be stuck in Aurora alone again." His voice is calm, expression matching that. "I never intended to come back. I didn't want to come back. I had my time, and did more with it than almost any other person in Creation. No, I had no reason or desire to return to life. Aurora? I'd be displacing people who took my legacy and lived up to it."

Medi gently checks to see if the door behind him is closed. Once assured he gestures as a chair appears from nothing, right in front of Elena. He sits and continues as she sniffles again. "A stupid, pig headed, stubborn old man was enough to make sure you went that far and that Aurora went that far. I could have simply told them, but it's better to make them strive and grow into it." He almost smiles for a moment, a sad expression. "People grow when they want to, not when someone tells them to."

"The truth is, I'm here for a reason. It doesn't concern you and it can't concern you, Elena. When that's over, I'm going back to sleep. My time's been over for ages, I have no interest in bringing back olden times. All I can do is ensure that you're set up to have a good, full life for as long as you live. It's my gift to you, as well as a chance to resolve on of my few regrets about my life. That's the-"

"You conceited, arrogant, pompous, idiotic bastard!" Elena snaps, a ghostly hand going through Medi's cheek like it isn't there. Well, at least she tried, but ghost slaps just don't work out. Nonetheless she goes on as if nothing went on, "I still miss you, you idiot! Every day! Every hour!"

[Nephrite]

Moore smiles as he flies over to be next to Elena.

"You forgot 'old curmudgeon.'" He adds. He turns to look at Medi, still smiling. "You're probably one of the few people in the world who can rival Sylvie's parenting skills, Medi. You created Elena, Aurora, and everything about it. Sure, other people have taken your legacy and thrived with it, but Elena only ever wanted to see you again, to spend time with the grumpy old man she'd gotten to know and love like a parent." Moore says.

"It's obvious how much you care about her, in your own way." He adds. "Sure, you're only here because of what we're dealing with - but can you tell me there are a lot of people in Creation that actually -want- to spend time with you?" A broad grin follows that. "I think you at least owe it to Elena to have lunch with her after all this time. You've been sleeping, but she hasn't been."

[Anastasia]

Sylvie has the good sense to stay out of this one entirely.

Medi smiles ever so slightly, "Come on, Elena," he agrees, "I'll see my guests off and then we'll see about lunch." You get a pointed look at that, as if that says it all.