Rather thoroughly swept off of her feet and brought, in a series of distortions that seemed to be nigh instantaneous, to the healing springs of the Water Sanctuary, Shiniere, just as she was about to lose it, was slipped into the soothing waters of the Oasis and brought to a certain sort of serenity; not completely, but enough to keep her from throwing a fit and causing a ruckus.
"Father..." she muttered softly as she waded in the water, "Did you see that? I don't believe this! Here I am, trying to run my village properly and legitimately so that things won't be like they were in your time of rule and..." Though her emotions were sedated, they were not completely healed. Something like this couldn't be restored so swiftly nor easily by just the Oasis alone. "And... As usual... He didn't even care about how I felt about all of it! You saw, right?" She couldn't believe he'd be so selfish. "... And to think, I almost...!!" she was barely even able to say it, in and of herself, without getting slightly upset, but calmed by the water. "Ugh..."
She finally turned up to her father, who was now a beautiful wolf fox thing that she actually rather enjoyed looking at and inquired with big, glossy eyes, "Daddy, did I do a terrible job? Am I not fit to be a leader? I mean, on my first day of running the Dawn, my interaction with that damn boy nearly destroys part of the Veritas!" She did almost as badly as he did when he was in rule in the Dusk... The only real difference being that this mess was more easily handled, and the two of them wouldn't be together to fix it, like they were before. Yet, even just remembering that time together... Was enough to further infuriate her. "UGH!! I just can't stand him! He does this to me every time, and I keep thinking that perhaps, he'd stop thinking of himself and..." She also couldn't believe that she was saying that, either. She did have to take into account that he had kids to take care of... Not that they couldn't have been taken care of here. "And then, I think he felt like I would be a bad influence on his children! ME!! And that maybe they would not be safe here under my protection." She pouted, crossing her arms, blushing and looking down into her reflection in the water. "It's like he doesn't even know me anymore... Or... Maybe all that time that has passed made him forget..." She didn't understand, and she hated not understanding, especially when everything seemed to be a perfectly rational and logical method of resolving the issue peacefully without it getting out of hand.
"UGH!!" she groaned loudly again, "I bet it was because of those stupid heathens on that Lost World! I bet he's still got something to do with them, or maybe even still follows their customs. Everything they try to touch with their filthy accursed hands turns into Chaos and Insanity, as they have been rightfully cursed with!" It wasn't like they weren't welcomed in her land, it was just a matter of them following the rules, as they would want to be done for their realm, as well. Yet, she knew no definites nor absolutes on this matter, considering the nature of his arrival and departure. She kicked her foot in the water. "... And be fortunate that I have a natural manipulation over Water, or else my clothes would be ruined, too!!" Her dress, which was made of crystal ice, as she was prone to doing in all her attire, would be fine in and out of the water; as would the rest of her clothes. "... Stupid Koudo..." she sighed heavily, "... Stupid... Me..."
The Phantom sighed... As much as he didn't want to have to up and leave, if he didn't act soon, lots of things in the Veritas would start to fall apart. This is an instability in reality, after all. It's like losing a beam to a house... Fortunately, this time, not a support beam. "Yes, yes, Daddy knows, Princess..." He couldn't leave his little girl in the struggle; it would be detrimental to her further growth as a young lady, and he certainly didn't want to shoo her off because he had other things to do. She was just as important. "Now, as much as I'd like to sit here and have this chat with you right away, Daddy has to go to work right now..." He nuzzled her face gently with his own, slipping under her chin like a fox's tail, which streaked from under her nape and out back to the ground above the water. It was a sign that he loved her, and that he would always give even in his little bit of time he had. His body seemed to do a double take in the transition between one side of the land to the other, in what was known as a 'Flashback.'
"But I want you to think about what you did, because even though that was as optimally as YOU were capable of doing at the time, that was not the Absolute Best way that situation could have been handled." He was going to have to pull a 'Mufasa' on her, which hopefully she would think long and hard about in the short time he would be away. "It's Always Bad Manners To Correct Bad Manners With Bad Manners." Basically; it was never going to stop being bad manners just because she was right. "The manner of approach in correction is just as important as the principle behind not presenting it. They function by the same logic, even if applied in two very different areas. Bad Manners will always be Bad Manners, whenever and wherever applied." The afterimage of the 'Flashblack' wouldn't last for very much longer; it wasn't supposed to, since it was meant to send others off in the wrong direction. However, applied in terms of Time Management and not Militant Strategy, he could utilize this time with his daughter to leave her with these final parting words and already be on his way at the same time. "When I come back, I want you to tell me what your thoughts are about what occurred here today. Perhaps, time with the Water Gods will be favorable to you. Fortunate that we were nearby they, of all people." He nodded his head to Serulenia and Triton, knowing he couldn't stay to be formal with them... But Serulenia, if anything, should have known about how 'the Phantom' works.
By this time, his quasicorporeal image was beginning to fade, starting with his tail. "Gotta run, love," he said endearingly to his little girl, "Daddy Loves His Little Angel." Lightly lapping at her cheek, his image would fade away fully on the wake of the wave he'd already long departed on.
It had been some time in between their synchronization with the story, of which Tethys and her beloved were enjoying together as they saw fit. She'd finally been able to relax... Stress was definitely no good for her, which was why she always managed her environments under the absolution of her Suspended Animation. The stress of discordant noise in her Enchanted Palace in the past is what got her hunted down unnecessarily by Khrona in the first place... But after reflecting on it many times in her days, she was very happy that he did slay her that day and that she became part of his partner, Despair's Soul. Surprisingly, the two of them fit together like a glove, and now, she was part of the Tensei heritage. Naturally, she hadn't forgotten about her own background, of which she very much was still part of, despite her time away from them. The last time she even went to check on them was with Sheng, and he was certainly... Not here anymore. Such a shame. He seemed like a potential love interest.
... Though, those thoughts immediately faded when she opened her eyes to look at her husband, knowing that rightfully, she was where she belonged, regardless of what was and what did or did not happen. In all honesty, she even nearly shared such interest with Khrona... And, looking in on it now from this perspective, she's not so sure she didn't. "... Hm." These were nice, pleasant thoughts she enjoyed meditating deeply on in the serenity of her Oasis, of which she naturally did very often in pleasant tranquility. Fortunately for her, Triton understood and shared that same interest, making time with him most heavenly. They could just sit and enjoy the ambiance of each other and everything peaceful around them without saying a word or feeling the need to break such a peace; to be one with the waves of the world and not always making or fighting against them. Mmm... Yes, a befitting kingdom for the two Mizugami.
Though, their prolonged tranquility was disturbed by an anomalous outside influence, of which she was able to sense through the trembling of the Waves of Water and in the Atmosphere. The sudden discordant fluctuations severely disrupted the flow of nature, which had become docile and sustained its natural serenity until the outside forces had their hand in the matters. With a clearly dissatisfied sigh, Tethys opened her eyes halfway to pass a glance at what just so happened to be occurring this time. Apparently, the Phantom requested that she look after his daughter; Shiniere, specifically. Good. She was the most delightful to deal with, of the three, in terms of peacefulness... And from the sound of the scenario, it seemed that Tethys may just be able to be of some assistance to her.
"Well, it seems it cannot be helped..." she muttered to herself, shrugging slightly. She turned to Triton, saying kindly, "Look after our daughter for me; I will handle this." With a sigh, she would be swept away on a gentle wave and breeze that carried her over to Shiniere's side, "Young Mistress, would you like to share your thoughts and feelings about this with me?"
"Yes, Father," she said immediately, already knowing and understanding what he meant and why it was correct, as well as why she was incorrect in her actions and approach and how she could have done it better. She was already scolding herself in her own head, since she felt like she knew that one already and couldn't believe that she'd messed up. "... I Love You, Too." She gave him a kiss on his cheek and stroked his slick silver tail as he faded away, leaving only a distorted afterimage as a minor memoir to their brief time together and his attempt to make it last a bit longer than it already had been. He tried so hard for her, even though he was still busy for a little while with worth. I he didn't work, she didn't have a home, or any 'Reality' to boast about... And she'd boasted quite a bit in her haughtiness. "I Believe I Already Have Learned My Lesson..." All she needed to do was reflect on it with the Water Gods, who she knew made great waves on powerful movements in the Ocean (being dwellers of the deep, she'd read). Her flood of emotion was probably enough for them to get a completely accurate reflection, as long as she remained completely truthful about all her feelings as she poured them from her heart.
Once the first initial wave of her entering the water brought over the mistress of the sea, Serulenia, Shiniere turned to her with a stoic, but clearly suppressed face. "I just think that I've been making too many mistakes to be called 'Perfect,'" she started, already beginning the proverbial 'waterworks', though not actually shedding any actual tears or losing any liquid. All of it would be given to the water so that it could power what wave she needed to have come back to her to make things right and 'Clean' again, so to speak. "And what if secretly, whenever I mess up, Daddy gets so disappointed that he can't bear to be around me, so he goes away and does other things because he can't stand to be around imperfect girls?! I mean, that's why he was away from Mother for so long, and, well, you know how that goes." She should have, being her mother in 'Spirit' form; specifically, 'Water Spirit,' where she had taken on the element of 'Water' from either the 'Alice' or the 'Keeper,' whichever one. Didn't matter. "Plus, to top it all off, all of what Father said was correct," she said with more structure in her voice, sniffling a bit as the waters calmed her again, "... It definitely is Bad Manners to correct Bad Manners with Bad Manners at any time for any reason..." Shiniere just didn't know that at the time; or, rather, consciously and actively thinking about it.
"Ohhh... What should I do...?" She couldn't stand being stuck. It made her feel like she wasn't doing something correctly or properly, which she hated the absolute most about pretty much everyone and everything, and that went more than double for her. "It's too late to apologize for that..." At this point, she was only upset about her own mistakes in the situation and not about the mistakes of anyone else. In her eyes, she was the only one that made any, and the mistakes of others was a reflection o that, like her father's distorted image flickering away in the pool as she looked down into the crystal clear waters. "I feel like maybe I'm only worthy enough for his image... and not actually a place in his heart... *sniff*" Again, Shiniere turned her head to Serulenia, this time with a deep, pensive, sorrowful expression that only slightly imprinted itself on her face, despite how very much she was truly experiencing and feeling at the time and she asked, "What do you think I should do...?" She knew the power of the water. It was her own primary element, after all. Her answer should have been clear, truthful and perfectly exact measurement as long as the volume of Shiniere's own emotions were equivalent to how much energy would flow through each wave to carry out its resulting 'Rotations', so to speak. She would wait patiently, knowing that sometimes it took a while for an answer from the deep to rise to the surface, and didn't mind the wait as long as the answer was absolutely correct.
All of the energy building up from Shiniere's emotional output that was, thankfully, being stabilized by Seruleniea's 'Animation,' which kept the waters calm and leveled, even in such high concentrations. By condensing the sea of waves to put up more resistance in the water molecules in both the atmosphere and the actual pool, she could basically carry a large wave by absorbing the complete force of it and spreading it out over the large body of water like a pendulum effect, which, if was working correctly, could be carried on the pulsations of just Shiniere's emotional disturbance through her little petty squabble that was apparently still going on between she and an old friend of hers for one reason or another. So, the force of her exposure from that Time Distortion would be washed off of her and taken directly into the vast Sea that were the Mizugami and their Shinsanity. The body of the large body drifted sluggishly upon the gentle ripple, carried clear across the waters and all the way back over to her husband, muttering with a very stale and slightly frustrated look, "Did you get all of that, dear...?"
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