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Jensen & Kopa
rulers and guardians of the vista mountain

He had started that day the same way as he always did, with a hot shower in the bathroom of his home. It had seemed empty recently, since he had been forced to throw Kopa out in order to avoid being eaten by his own familiar. Jensen would never admit it but he missed the lion, if you had ever seen them together you would have thought that the fairy would have been glad to see the back of his companion, and in truth, up until it had actually happened, Jensen had believed the same. It really was an example of, be careful what you wish for. Even in Kopa’s absence however, the morning routine had not altered all that much, Jensen would get up, pick out the clothes he intended to wear for the rest of the day and lay them out on the chair by the bathroom door. Then he would turn on the shower and spend the next ten minutes or so avoiding looking down at the left side of his body which was covered in thick black, tribal-like designs and each time they came into view, the hazel eyes refused to see them.

Making a cup of coffee, Jensen stood by the window looking out over the snow covered mountainside around him, now dressed in a pair of black jeans and a navy-blue t-shirt which fitted his muscular arms. The content of the mug warmed his hands and the world seemed to have fallen into a tranquil lull, and for the first time it what felt like months, the sound of a baby’s crying did not fill the corridors which linked each of the mountain homes to one another. Since Prophet had been born and Blake had been around with Joanna more and more, Jensen had begun and completed a diplomatic retreat, doing what he was so skilled and used to doing, turning away from the things he did not like to think about and pretending that they were not happening and did not exist.

It had been Phoenix who had first alerted him to the waves heading towards the mountains, and, checking that Kopa was no longer hanging around, ran around to the west ridge and looked out over the ocean below. He was still not quite sure how they had survived, and could only vaguely remember making it to the castle of The Core, doubtless it was one of those things that would come flooding back after a nights sleep. As he walked down the corridors in his thick soldier-like boots, he saw people sitting on the floors in clusters of friends and family, but Jensen found that walking helped him to stay calm, even if there was no where else his feet could take him. Taking a left turn into a large open room, filled with yet more people, the man comes to a halt, hearing a familiar voice coming from his right. His head turns and fall upon Joey someway further into the room. Quickly he moved across the stone floor and stops beside her resting a hand on her shoulder without thinking, “You okay Joe?”








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