Not Technically Stalking

[demonfire]

Estrik was taking a merry old stroll through the 'Light Forest'. But when you've literally got no perception of light and dark, adjectives like that are as meaningful as a frozen nickel. Katana at side, and little blue serpent dragon trailing behind, the blind child kept a steady pace as he searched for the elusive 'Seger'. Constant thoughts kept going through his head, he could take peeks into the future, but still they weren't as clear as he would want it to be. Estrik just needed to get his facts straight--after all, wishes were never as good as they sounded.

[Creator]

Estrik's search would soon become much easier as music began to echo through the forest, the faint warbling of an electric guitar with some strange distortion. No definite source of the music was immediately noticable, as it seemed to echo from all sides. Then, a monkey-like creature dropped down from a nearby tree. Then another, in a different direction. A moment later, four of the monkies were sitting with their mouths wide open, the music pouring out as a boy wandered past nearby.
"...maybe then tomorrow will be Monday... and whatever's in my eye will go away... still the radio is playin' all the usual... and what's a wonderwall anyway?..."

[demonfire]

Estrik sighed, nothing ever was as easy as it had to be. "Monkey see, monkey do..." he quietly said to himself. Not really recognizing the song, Estrik began to cup his hands together to make his next statement a bit louder, "Can any of you monkeys get Seger? Seger?" he said, repeating Seger just to make sure that the little primates understood what he was trying to say. So, it appeared as if Mr. Seger might be a Monkey Master. Great.

[Creator]

The monkeys began to screech wildly, their howls echoing out far louder than should have been possible. Then they stopped, looking up into a nearby tree. "Easy, easy, I hear you." He jumped down, landing softly and walked toward Estrik. "Sorry, I'm still trying to figure out what the heck these things are, other than living amplifiers. How do you know my name, anyway?"

[demonfire]

"Details, details..." Estrik said. As if a joke, the blind child 'looked' down upon his hand as if something were there, "Now...I'm supposed to get Damon's body back...I want to know anything that will happen if I wish for it." A bit wary, his muscles tensed up a bit, although not much. It was a habit that he had unknowingly picked up during life. What were you going to do?

[Creator]

Seger huffed, scowling slightly. It tended to irritate him when people only sought him out to make a wish, but he also tended to feel a bit sorry for anyone with what might be considered a disability. "Well, I don't know for sure. I mean, there's always a cost, unless I turn it up all the way, but I'm still sizzling from last time. You just need the body, no spirit to go with it?... this isn't some kind of weird cult thing, is it?" With a white flash and a swirl of magic, the monkey-creatures seemed to vanish back into Seger's pocket. "Look, if it's something I'm familiar with, I can usually determine beforehand what the price will be, and sometimes even decide on my own. My best guess is, it'd take the sacrifice of another complex system."

[demonfire]

"So I'd need another body, huh? Well then, I guess it's time for a little graverobbing then?" Estrik asked, with a sly smile planted upon his face. "Got a shovel?" he asked, "It doesn't have to be alive, does it? Or can it be some big animal?" he asked interrogatively.

[Creator]

"A body, or something just as complex. And it will have to be alive, so don't even think about robbing a grave. An animal would probably work nicely." Seger sighed and sat down against a tree. "Can I at least get your name if I'm going to do this?"

[demonfire]

"My name? Shethu. Estrik Shethu," he said in a very Bond-esque fashion. Had he been wearing sunglasses instead of the usual blindfold, this would have been the perfect opportunity to take them off in a dramatic fashion.

"So, how about you summon up one of those little monkeys so we can make it short, sweet, and painless," Estrik said in a very hurried tone.

[Creator]

Seger grinned, putting a hand on his knee. "I don't think so. Those creatures are only a summon, anyway. If I used one of them to grant the wish, odds are it would be undone when the summon ran out. At least, that's my excuse. I'll do the work, but you have to get me a body." He glanced over his shoulder into the trees. "Shouldn't be too hard, not for a guy like you in woods like these."

[demonfire]

"Great..." Estrik said as he dug his hands into his pockets. Whatever happened to the good old days when wishes were simple as saying 'I Wish' and then getting what you asked for in exchange for nothing whatsoever? "Forest like this..." he said to himself as he pondered. Estrik was unaware that he was speaking out loud at all, actually. "Does it have to be big...or just any animal?" he asked as a final question. If it didn't have to be large, he was intent on having Ryu, the water dragon that had followed him, get it for him. Don't do unnecessary work was his motto.

[Creator]

"Hm. It shouldn't need to be big, necessarily, just can't be something as simple as a sponge, or a germ or whatever. I'd say if it has four legs and two eyes, it'll work." To be honest, Seger had no idea. He could only guess until the wish had been completed. "Oh, and one more thing... I can't bring a person back to life more than once. That being said, all I'll be doing here is giving life to the body, so I'll probably be able to bring his soul back if the need ever arises." He looked up grimly. "I feel the need to warn people when it comes to stuff like this. Just once per person, no more."

[demonfire]

"Kay, it's a one-done then," Estrik said. He said a small telepathic command to the dragon that was flying over his shoulder in a circular motion. In a moment, it began to fly off with serpentine movements into the forest. It was on the hunt for any kind of animal that had the misfortune of being trapped within its grasp.

"And now we play the waiting game," he said as the dragon flew off. Estrik sat down cross-legged upon the uneven surface of the forest floor.

[Creator]

"Guess so." Seger began to tinker around on Ruby, playing various little snippets of music until something came to him. "So how did this person die, if you don't mind me asking?"
Meanwhile, Berstunic was gliding gently near the top of the forest, and had just seemed to notice Estrik's dragon. He swerved to follow, curious, but keeping at a safe distance.

[demonfire]

Estrik shrugged, "I don't know." He really didn't have any need to know the finer details of Damon's death; he was just going to cash in on it. And then there was the matter of a favor. Estrik was still running through various scenarios of what might happen in his head. He could ask for something humiliating done...or some way to do some new skill. The options were almost endless.

Ryumizu hadn't noticed Berstunic gliding and watching him, so it continued on its hunt for food. It glided and zig-zagged through the trees and attempting to pick up some scent of a wild animal that it could capture.