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 Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:21 am
*Trilla suddenly grunts loudly, and her eyes are closed tightly. She had a sour look on her face, so something must have happened to cause her discomfort. Micha looks over towards Trilla upon hearing her reaction, it was cause for interest as she didn't sound happy anymore*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:27 am
Slayer: *He watches Tyr for a moment. Tyr had presented a more understanding answer than he'd expected* I'm glad to hear it. You must understand then that Mastema keeps his secrets for reasons most likely similar to yours
Hmm? *He blinks once. The look on Trilla's face obviously said that she was in discomfort. He wasn't sure what though. He continues to observe her while trying to discern the cause of her discomfort*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:29 am
::He nodded lightly to Slayer. He liked the look from the North Tower. However it still wasnt natural to be above ground for him, and he wasnt sure how Slayer adjusted to it. He slid down against the wall looking up at the shield above them.::
Slayer... what is it that you, and Mastema do here? What do you seek?
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:42 am
*Trilla makes a sound between a wimper and a gurgle. Her eyes remained tightly closed, as did her mouth. Her tiny hand did tighten slighly around Mastema's finger, while the other hand flails violently for a small child*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:52 am
*drifting off to sleep on the bench, the wolf settled in with a sigh*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:54 am
*Mastema moves to pick up Triall once again, to get a better look at her and hopefully find out what was causing her discomfort*.... *Right now he held the child near to him, using some telepathy to look over Trilla's health*
Slayer: Hmm hmm... what do we live for you ask? On one level the same as everyone. We fight for that in which we believe. We see the world's sin for what we believe it is and we seek to put an end to it. Vague perhaps but the truth none the less...
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:58 am
::Tyrsais nodded lightly. In a small way it made some sense, but in a way they were all "creatures of sin". Maybe they shared more in common then they thought. However he couldnt be sure::
You see Slayer... when I was a fledgling it was my goal to kill he whom turned me... then I found him, and he made me serve him. I killed, maimed, drained, massacred, and worse without remorse. However it bothered me little for so long. It was when I realized the inaction, and the hatred of the one supposed benefactor caused most of this suffering. I saw that I should instead aim to drain that which deserves my skill at evil... I seek to destroy god.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 12:59 am
*Trilla makes another wimpering grunt again as she flailed her arm about. Her breathing was a little shallow, and she was breathing through her nose instead aswell. Micha was watching intently now*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 1:04 am
Slayer: *He nods* Indeed. It is questionable that such a being exists. However, I am not trying to change whether you believe in such a being or not. In the end, Mastema seeks to eliminate both heaven and hell. It sounds like a simple concept... but it is not nearly as simple as it seems....
*Mastema narrows his eyes slightly. He was still using telepathy to try and discover the cause of Trilla's ailment. At the same time, Mastema's scarlet red aura blankets his body. He remembered all too well that the children were aura feeders, so perhaps his energy could help her*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 1:10 am
*Trilla continues on grunting away and flailing, now with both arms. What ever her problem was, Mastema still hadn't figured out what*
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 1:12 am
::Tyrsais is intrigued by what slayer says, and now turns his whole body to face him leaning his back up against the wall. Never did a concept as that seem simple to Tyrsais he had been after all trying to kill god::
No I understand of course how inheriently complex something that you speak of would be. You see thats what the sword at my side was designed for. Eternity without god's influence. Without a heaven or hell within its own Fortress. However it eventually failed, and was stripped of its powers. Now I seek to restore it to further my means. I figured Mastema might have a sufficently powerful source to drain from, and I might find something else worth doing along the way...
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 1:19 am
Damn.... *Mastema keeps his aura flared lightly, still trying to find out what was wrong by way of telepathy. Mastema thus decides the best thing to do was to see if Nana knew anything. Taking Trilla over to the bed with him, he sits by Nana and tries to wake her up quickly* Nana.... Nana, wake up.
Slayer: *chuckles* So you're really here in an attempt to use Mastema to further your own ends. I wouldn't worry about that though. I'm fairly certain Lord Mastema already knows you were after something else. Obviously, it didn't bother him. You seek a world without god. We seek an end to this world's sin by destroying the one whom defines what sin is. *He chuckles some more* Truthfully, it's a self sense of justice that leads us.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 1:23 am
::He chuckles back at Slayer. Of course they all knew he was here for his own ends as well as a sense of curiousity::
Well you see Slayer this is my new Coven... wether or not you trust me. I defend it like it is my home, and I would provide for you like a member of my own. Since we seek the same goal, but by different terms. I can see no reason why I should not aid you... Thereby serving my own ends... I guess I'll be a vampire until I die...
::Chuckles some more::
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 1:24 am
*Nana starts to stir*
>_<
Mmng...?
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 1:28 am
Slayer: *smirks and takes another smoke from his pipe* I'm glad to hear it. We may be different but we seek a justice that suits our whim. I suppose that's what brought you here. Just as a heads up.... Mastema will be moving forward with a few plans soon enough. Your strength could become quite valuable. The specifics aren't yet clear to me, however
Nana.... I require your assistance. I believe Trilla is ill. *He casts one glance to the girl cradled in his arm*
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