(HRP: The Drakan is Jazzy Mac'Plantey's second personality, so the story is voiced by Jazzy, making the Drakan like another person. I leave it up to each of the readers to come and meet Jazzy, Bai Nhori Drakani, or anyone who knows Jazzy's story to find out more about this dual personality)
The Drakan stared at the colored mask and the Zoraï did the same. He smirked defiantly, she smiled with determination and gravity. The Drakan liked to put the couple in jeopardy, out of jealousy no doubt, to test Ylang'Hao too, and to strengthen me.
A discreet, mocking laugh broke the tension in his eyes, and the Drakan decided to speak:
"- so you want to abandon the family home... abandon Jazzy... hmm... okal, but... abandon Saya'Kan and Maya'Kan? hm hm...
The Drakan paced back and forth on the terrace, like a cute who never stood still, unable to settle down calmly. He was always active, bursting with energy.
It's an idea that's sure to displease Jazzy! You know that?
The Drakan lets out a laugh as if he'd cracked a ridiculous joke.
Well, well, well! Just think, he had the same idea! Well... I may have helped him a little! I admit it! Except that he... and I... you know us! The Drakan accompanied his question with a misplaced knowing wink: We don't do things by halves. Instead of finding you a place to live in Avendale, we're offering you to leave the lakes!
With this sentence, the Drakan gave Ylang'Hao time to react, understand and digest, and she was astonished by her husband's reaction. Her mask frozen, she unconsciously plunged her hands into her bag to pull out a rosary, which she began to pray nervously, as if out of want and need to pull herself together.
- But... I love you! If I stay away, it's to protect you from danger, from Maze'yum and Nikuya! you know that!
Whatever she might say, do to her, it wasn't me but the Drakan, and relations were far more raw and sincere than with the Commander, she knew very well.
- Go back to the jungle! Jazzy wants you to because he knows deep down you need it. So if you're going to walk away, you might as well do it wisely. And I'm FOR it! Constantly changing his tone as if he were mad, the Drakan looked devastated. We'll be apart for a while, and I know it'll be hard to live without me! But you'll have to resist... my shaaaaarme.
Ylang'Hao and the Drakan talked for a long time on the terrace. Between the Drakan's boasts and debates about the Zoraï's idea of the Theocracy, Ylang'Hao finally asked the Drakan to give her husband back to her... or rather that the Drakan bring Jazzy back, which he did after kissing the homine on the fly.
- Don't cry, pretty-mask, and be strong!
The homine, who may have secretly loved the Drakan, had no desire this time to laugh at his fantasies, nor to return the stolen gesture.
I came to, looking a little vague, my mind still aching, and... my wife in front of me. She hugged me tightly, but I didn't know what she was reacting to.
- Ukio... I'm off. I'll leave the kids with you. I'll be back every 3 days to see them.
She caressed my face as if to keep it in memory, or so it seemed to me. I wasn't even sure if she'd come back, such was the acceptance of my decision in her eyes.
Her last gestures and attentions were for the children, whom she kissed furtively as if she were running an errand in town. Surely not to disturb them...
She disappeared through a kami teleportation pack, leaving me with the children in silence...
The Drakan stared at the colored mask and the Zoraï did the same. He smirked defiantly, she smiled with determination and gravity. The Drakan liked to put the couple in jeopardy, out of jealousy no doubt, to test Ylang'Hao too, and to strengthen me.
A discreet, mocking laugh broke the tension in his eyes, and the Drakan decided to speak:
"- so you want to abandon the family home... abandon Jazzy... hmm... okal, but... abandon Saya'Kan and Maya'Kan? hm hm...
The Drakan paced back and forth on the terrace, like a cute who never stood still, unable to settle down calmly. He was always active, bursting with energy.
It's an idea that's sure to displease Jazzy! You know that?
The Drakan lets out a laugh as if he'd cracked a ridiculous joke.
Well, well, well! Just think, he had the same idea! Well... I may have helped him a little! I admit it! Except that he... and I... you know us! The Drakan accompanied his question with a misplaced knowing wink: We don't do things by halves. Instead of finding you a place to live in Avendale, we're offering you to leave the lakes!
With this sentence, the Drakan gave Ylang'Hao time to react, understand and digest, and she was astonished by her husband's reaction. Her mask frozen, she unconsciously plunged her hands into her bag to pull out a rosary, which she began to pray nervously, as if out of want and need to pull herself together.
- But... I love you! If I stay away, it's to protect you from danger, from Maze'yum and Nikuya! you know that!
Whatever she might say, do to her, it wasn't me but the Drakan, and relations were far more raw and sincere than with the Commander, she knew very well.
- Go back to the jungle! Jazzy wants you to because he knows deep down you need it. So if you're going to walk away, you might as well do it wisely. And I'm FOR it! Constantly changing his tone as if he were mad, the Drakan looked devastated. We'll be apart for a while, and I know it'll be hard to live without me! But you'll have to resist... my shaaaaarme.
Ylang'Hao and the Drakan talked for a long time on the terrace. Between the Drakan's boasts and debates about the Zoraï's idea of the Theocracy, Ylang'Hao finally asked the Drakan to give her husband back to her... or rather that the Drakan bring Jazzy back, which he did after kissing the homine on the fly.
- Don't cry, pretty-mask, and be strong!
The homine, who may have secretly loved the Drakan, had no desire this time to laugh at his fantasies, nor to return the stolen gesture.
I came to, looking a little vague, my mind still aching, and... my wife in front of me. She hugged me tightly, but I didn't know what she was reacting to.
- Ukio... I'm off. I'll leave the kids with you. I'll be back every 3 days to see them.
She caressed my face as if to keep it in memory, or so it seemed to me. I wasn't even sure if she'd come back, such was the acceptance of my decision in her eyes.
Her last gestures and attentions were for the children, whom she kissed furtively as if she were running an errand in town. Surely not to disturb them...
She disappeared through a kami teleportation pack, leaving me with the children in silence...
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Jazzy Mac'PlanteyChef de Bai Nhori Drakani
Commandant de Bai Trykali
Citoyen célèbre