On Grief and Reason

[Hiisii]

After getting the info from Sinipunanin about Ukko, I gate to where he is. I have been wating for this. I stay in my human form, so hopefuly he won't recognise me yet...

I come up behind him, and tap on his shoulder.

"Ukko, and how are you today?"

[Kaschei]

Kaschei looks up from his spell book to see that Zhar has returned.
"What am I doing...? I am looking up bird recipes."
He closes the spell book.
"I am going to leave soon to fight Machiavelli, my beloved Dragon pet.
However...I learned that Omadon and Morrigan are getting married. As I little gift to them, I would like to send you there to interupt the ceremonies." He smiles devilishly and puts the book back on his shelf.

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

I head to the base, and what do you know, I see Lysander there.

I walk up to him sort of awkwardly.

"Oh heya! We haven't met, but I am your dad's friend, Mischa. Pleased to meet ya!"

I shake his hand.

[Ukko]

Ukko is in his old man form so he is startled that someone knows him by name. He looks over hte stranger but does not recognise him.
"Good, but I would be better if I knew who you really were."
He writhes his wrinkles hands on his desk.

[Eragon]

((My snout is as big as your whole body))

Eragon watched as the fire came towards him. He sent his own fireballs which exploded Brady's fire.

He then watched as Usha came speeding toward him. He turned around and sent his tail at her.

I will give you 1 chance to run away, and save your lives. Both of you.

[Hiisii]

"Oh, come now. You must know who I am. Or, maybe after growing so old, you have lost your memory. Is that it, Ukko?"

Suddenly, my skin begins to melt off, and a new skin appear. It does not seem like a normal transformation. Suddenly, I am finished, I now appear as the Fire Demon Lord, Hiisii.

"Recognise me now, old man?"

[Lysander Josef Bassarov]

I shake his hand back.

"Hey. Ive heard a lot about you, its nice to meet you."

I look at him, sizing him up.

"So, how long have you known my dad?"

[Ukko]

He puts on his bifocals and looks at the demon. "Well, if it isn't the lord of the demon world. What can I do for you, evil one?" Ukko asks.

[Zshar-ptitsa]

"Great. another mission. Alright, Ill do it, I dont really have a choice though..."

I turn back into a human.

"Why did you leave? And, why return now?"

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

"Ah let's see. I met him before the revolution 50 years ago...so uh...a long time."

I grab a cigarette and light up nervously.

"So...um...anything new?"

Agh, why the heck am I so nervous talking to him?!

[Hiisii]

"The appropriet question is, what can I do for you? I have come to help you out. I admire what you are trying to do for these mortals, and I wish to help, if you will allow me...I would greatly appreciate it."

[Lysander Josef Bassarov]

"So, he really is that old...That amazes me..."

It really shouldnt. Im younger than I look. Hes older. Its funny, not confusing.

"Nothing's new to say...hey, are you okay?"

He looks and sounds wierd, nervous maybe? I wonder whats wrong?

[Ukko]

"The goal is to rid the world of all gods and angels of good. There is one who evades me. The son of Keitoleinen, his name is Calithin. I would be highly impressed by anyone who could capture him." Ukko says in a raspy voice. He coughs a little.

[Hiisii]

"Ha, you want me to capture this angel? You underestimate my powers, Ukko. I'll find you your angel, if you give me time. I am very glad for this chance to help your nobel cause."

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

"Its just kind of wierd talking to you. I mean...you are Vossya's son. It takes a lot for me to get that through my head."

He does look a lot like him. It is amazing.

"Don't get me wrong, it is cool that you are his son, just kind of strange for me."