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"Eis quos amo."
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"I will need a drink for what is about to happen..." Deep in the pit of her stomach, Raveena could feel the depth of unease welling up. Her body felt as if it were rapidly pulsating, a loud drumming in her ear. The quiet, hushed tones fluttered around like jostled papers caught in a scant breeze. Squinting, the pads of her fingers reaching up to knead and massage at the throbbing pressure points of her temples. Searing pain hit her worse than any throw Jinsoku could throw at her. The electrical activity in her brain was radically fluctuating, no longer muted by the effects of the serum.
Shuddering involuntarily, Raveena reached out for the bar and leaned into the cold surface, her forehead pressing against it. Such fleeting, jostling papers were becoming a steady roar in her ear, damn near deafening. Could she erect that wall again? Did she have the concentration to? Her focus had to be absolute, solid, stalwart. But she was still in that fragile radius of true human nature, devoid of her Neohumanistic abilities. But that unseen wall was losing its hold, and Raveena could feel the painful resonance of the body trying to achieve equilibrium. Her body ached from fighting, and tiny pinpoints of crimson dotted the bar as her nose bled. All around her, she could hear the whispering thoughts. They seemed to waft around like a haze, a lazy, billowing smoke trail.
...not right...
...be careful...
...they cant find out...
Dominating over the dull roar of thoughts, her own mental voice rang out more clear
My name is Raveena.
I prefer the name Raven.
I am a Vanguard of Heaven.
I am of the Warrior Class.
I am the last of my kind.
I am in the Hive of Sigil.
I came to train.
I came to fight.
Orion is with me,
always.
Heaving a heavy sigh, the transition seemed less painful. She would not dare to look up; she knew she would be haunted by images that would make her blood run cold. It was always hard to see what she saw when she over-stepped her boundaries with her ethereal abilities. Her mental damn was destroyed, and she was now at her most vulnerable despite how brief that window was. Emotions crawled along her skin like a foreign sensation and Raveena cringed in dislike by how wrong it felt in this state. The roiling tension between the two women at the bar seemed to bear down on her with a tenacious ferocity.
"Yes," She breathed softly, "...a very, very strong drink..."
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