paixaorpg | Where the hell is this? [Completed]

Character(s): Hayate, Dan Phantom
Content: Hayate enters Paixao, broods about not knowing where anyone is and the fact that he can't find the Road of Light, and wonders if Leafe can evolve. Dan interrupts, claiming Hayate is "tripping him". Long story, short, two very stubborn individuals are rather...remotely interested in each other for very different reasons.
Setting: Niflheim
Time: noon
Warnings:a brooding knight and a slight increase in wind speed in the vicinity of the Niflheim gate. Dan Phantom is his own warning although I doubt even I could explain the warning; Potential violence, perhaps?

Hayate remembered the battle with Sasame being a draw. He remembered Fenrir winning anyway and taking Sasame from them. He remembered Leafenia being drained of all its life. He remembered settling in the church with Himeno and the other Knights, minus the traitor, so that they could all get some semblance of rest.

What he didn't remember however, was falling asleep outside. He grumbled when he opened his eyes to find...a relatively green area. Didn't look like Awayuki Town...Didn't look like Leafenia either...

He pushed himself up to a sitting position and looked around...there was a decent sized line of blond and blue eyed individuals standing at a rather...interestingly designed gate designed like Mannen's ice crystals, to a domed...place. Each adult looking very similar in age to himself... Could Leafe evolve in mere humans to be like we Knights? he pondered.

He lifted one hand, forcing some Leafe forward through the air, hoping for the Road of Light to Leafenia. He had to get back to Awayuki Town and Leafenia...If Fenrir destroyed the world, if his Knights faded, if Himeno was left unprotected... it would be HIS fault...again. He would be a failure as a Knight and he couldn't have that.

When the doorway didn't appear, his mouth tipped into a barely visible frown...Now he was really annoyed. He cut in front of the line, rather purposefully gave them a curt nod, gave the gatekeeper his name, "Hayate", and took the strange electronic contraption and paper booklet handed to him as the individual said "Welcome to Paixao!" and walked through the gate.

Paixao...hmph. He shook his head as he moved to sit on what looked like a rock and began to examine the electronic thing handed to him. Kei had something like this for work. He'd never used electronic devices much. Wind wasn't exactly a specialty that could be put to use as neatly as the specialties of the others in his Knighthood. The weather was decent...Somewhat the way he liked it...Not hot, not freezing, but overcast and chill. He raised one hand, manipulating the wind to his right, just enough so that he would be able to hover to prepare himself for aerial travel, as soon as he finished with the device.

He began fiddling with it and with some reading, managed to learn that it was called and could be used as a journal, find the map, the board for both missing persons and job requests and a lot of information on paixao(some so subtle that most wouldn't even call it information), which he memorized. He had to know his surroundings to protect his knights and that stupid pretear who annoyed and worried him. He settled himself to type a note on the message board, while keeping himself aware enough to notice if someone approached.

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Dan had no idea where he was...of course, he wasn't about to let that show. Besides, he wouldn't know how to--giving up one's humanity has that effect.

The last thing he remembered was floating in the Ghost Zone and figuring that Danny Fenton was in one of the doors nearby. Upon opening it, he found himself standing in front of a gate apparently called Niflheim and facing a guard. All he did was ask Dan's name. He had a feeling that the name was going to be used for tracking, so he replied with a simple "John Smith." Strangely enough, the guard did not question Dan's appearance and instead handed him an interesting laptop-like object and shoved him in.

Not exactly the happiest person in the world (what more was expected of a ghost without emotions?), he walked in and found a spiky-haired person sitting and waving a hand in the air. Suddenly he felt the air current go more to the right than before. Interesting...

Well. Dan had no intentions of speaking to this kid. He was, after all, on a mission to go and destroy his younger self. And he was without a doubt here so...

Dan stepped forward but found himself tripping as he passed the boy. Catching himself before he really fell and floating in the air, he pointed to the boy, growling.

"What were your intentions by tripping me?" he said in a low tone, a double-layered voice coming from his fanged mouth.

"I didn't trip you, idiot." The knight didn't look up immediately as he gave his concise analysis of the situation, and continued typing. The double-layered voice reminded him of something--rather someone...and a someone he would rather not be thinking about at the moment. Not when there was business to attend to.

When he finished typing, he did glance up...Empty, expressionless blue eyes staring at the odd-looking greenish individual before him with the mostly empty expression, somewhat like the mask he used himself, although quite different at the same time...and he was floating. The Knight was a little...irritated at the fact that it seemed that Leafe had evolved everywhere except Leafenia, at least as far as he could tell so far in his stay in Paixao, which was only like maybe a half-hour at most.

"Most individuals either trip themselves or the ground trips them. Wind can only trip feathers. And you don't look like a feather." That explanation could go either way. It could possibly be taken as a compliment or as an insult. Hayate didn't care, keeping his voice flat and uninterested. At least he did wait on a response, rather than just try and flee the situation and not address another person with a temper equivalent to his own.

Dan raised an eyebrow. Who was this kid to stand up to someone like him? He was the eternal epitome of doom and destruction--for two realms, no less! Could anyone else claim such an accomplishment? Of course not. It was impossible for an entire planet to recuperate within the ten years he had spent in the Ghost Zone. Thus, he could easily and correctly assume he was the only one who did so.

"I'm sorry?" he asked in a somewhat condescending, mock-horror tone. "I'm sorry, but I don't know how to take that," he said. He obviously took it as an insult, but Dan wanted to hold off until his target was caught. And he decided to disregard the 'wind' comment. Probably a trip over words, seeing as he was still--Dan mentally shuddered--merely human.

Had he been able to, Hayate would have probably argued with Dan's train of thought, after all, there was Fenrir to take into consideration for the 'eternal epitome of doom and destruction' title, and by no means was he a child where he was from. He returned his attention to the more interesting and polite journal conversation with a knight looking for her own group of Knights.

The intensified wind which had thrown his hair up into sharp spikes had dropped slightly to a confused breeze that swept his hair smooth, and ruffled the grass around them. Still enough to manipulate, but considerably less rushed.

He was slightly irritated by the condescendng voice, but continued with the level tone, "Take it however you wish." He was more focused on the journal in his lap than the person in front of him(well, he assumed it was a person). In fact, it was very likely that his guard was down a bit at the moment with his focus nearly completely on the journal in his lap.

Dan growled at Hayate. How dare he be so cool about this matter?! Did he know he was facing the King, the ruler, the DESTROYER of two worlds?! Had he known, Dan doubted that Hayate would still be as fearless. No, of course he wouldn't.

The wind quickened, only making Dan's flaming hair grow larger as it swayed. Growling and baring his fangs, he ignited his fist with a good, concentrated flame of ectoplasmic fire. The flames grew and licked at his body to no avail. Dan nearly punched, but then realised:

He was no one. He was out to get Danny Fenton. Destruction on the way was nice...but if he kept stalling like this, he'd never get that naive little pre-pubescent little twit of a--

Dan put out his fire, his face going neutral.

((OOC: Hum. That must suck...as for TUE (the only episode Dan was in), it's available on YouTube if you want. ^_^ Have fun! XD))

Being a Leafe Knight didn’t mean being fearless. It just meant sticking one’s ground and never running away from a problem, even if it could or would kill you. Personally, Hayate believed it was better to die for what you believed in and had vowed to protect, than to run and live while everything you wanted to protect was no more. A Leafe Knight never really believes in self-preservation. Just in the preservation of the world as a whole and the preservation of the life of at least one young knight to lead the next generation(although Hayate wouldn’t likely admit the need for that second part on his own).

The wind picking up irritated the knight and he paused to clear his own thoughts trying to make the wind calm itself. When he finally looked up an odd colored flame was surrounding the figure in front of him made as if to attack him with a fist full of odd-colored weird hybrid of fire leafe that didn't seem to have the same feeling as actual leafe.

Hayate paused watching as the figure calmed himself down, "Good to see you have some level of endurance." The knight was amused, but one probably couldn't tell that unless they were familiar with him. At least the figure before him DID have endurance from the start, quite unlike someone he knew did not have endurance sometime ago, who had developed it quite well recently.

Dan bared his teeth angrily at the boy's comment. He wanted to destroy him, make him nothing more than a charred flattened bit of human, but he was here for Danny. Danny alone, no reason to do anything otherwise.

Angered, he created another ectoplasmic fire in his hand and threw it at the ground, somewhat of a warning. He stalked off, his flaming hair growing taller in rage.

There was no reason to deal with him, he told himself. He had to stop destroying everything and everyone. It was aimless...and now that he was here in this...place, this isolated place, here was his younger self, just a simple sitting duck to finish his job. And after all, that was the purpose of the original mission.

So why waste time on low little creatures like him?

After watching the odd element melting and burning some of the ground nearby, he returned to the journal. Perhaps he was wrong about endurance, he decided to himself, returning to the journal as the person stalked off.

He was intrigued by the fact that someone else had commented on his messageboard post. Noting the one that appeared first when he clicked the link he managed a small smile. Tulip-Head with her usual argument of not calling her Tulip-Head. And a bit of confusion at the fact that he had ended up with...the Prétear apparently being from a different time than himself himself.

He stood up, well, he was a Leafe Knight and that did mean taking care of the Prétear...so he would have to find some way of getting on the train...He wondered if someone had something about that, as unfortunately his money was with his other outfit and apparently he couldn't change his knight one. And sure enough, someone had posted saying to look around at one's surroundings for shiny material among the fake grass....

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