The Citadel

[Nana_Wing]

*Though the computer interested her some, it wasn't enough to hold her attention at the moment. She turns to leave for her room, when the sound of a falling book catches her attention. Looking over to the source, it seemed to be crumbling. The book couldn't be saved, but a fabric strip with a coin seems to. It was like a Chinese Yen, the kind that had a square hole in the middle of a perfectly round coin. Being the only remains of the book, Nana takes them with her as she goes*

How odd....  

[The Judgemaster]

"Ya, not many people do nowadays.
Alright, Thing is, I'm cursed...
Dunno, whether or not that matters to you, but I'm willing to work something out to have it removed..."  

[Mastema]

*sighs* So now I'm a doctor. Even if I did know how to remove such a thing i don't see why I should bother. I don't think you can provide me wtih much I don't already have  

[The Judgemaster]

"Nah, I expected you ta say something like that...
Besides, if your as powerful as I've gathered, why would ya need my help,eh?"
*He turns and a takes a few steps to Mastema's left.*
"Judging from everyone's response when ya first showed up, you're a threat to everyone...
Fact is, you seem to have risen from the dead, eh?
Could be a cheap necromancer trick..."
*He turns back toward Mastema and cocks his head to the side.*
"Coming back from something like that ain't easy...
Unless you got outside help, and the help's good...
So, what I'm asking is...
Are ya at full power, Mastema?
Or maybe, just maybe, you're still weakened from, however long you've been a cadaver..."  

[Nana_Wing]

*As she walks down the hall, she stares at the coin thinking of past conversations held with Mastema*

...perhaps slightly ironic, but he may find it amusing.

*She turns down a different hall, heading up to "The Mind" where Mastema seemed to be a great deal of the time. He isn't there*

>_>

...I'll just leave this for him.  

[Mastema]

*one screen at the tower by Nana showed him outside, conversing with Hart. There was no audio*

*Mastema grins* Dead....so they really thought I had passed....fools. I imagine their fear comes from some of my past actions... of which do not concern you. My power can only get greater with my development. As for help I have plenty. You seem to be losing your edge fast....perhaps you should seek out someone else for your curse*  

[The Judgemaster]

"Ah, I see...
Well, that does help to explain a few things..."
He turns his back to Mastema and takes a few steps away.*
"Ya, I supose there's not much I can offer ya...
well, not with this curse deterring me..."  

[Nana_Wing]

*Nana turns slightly seeing Mastema conversing*

That must be one of the people he spoke of? ...so he is still busy. I see.

*She places the coin on a console, beside a technical book of some sort then leaves silently not wanting to disturb anything else*  

[Mastema]

Indeed. stare Well.... i guess you'll just have to show me something valuable the next time you come. If you're done, I'm quite through wasting my time  

[The Judgemaster]

"Well, I'm thoroughly sorry to have wasted yer time, Mr. Big...
It's just that removing this curse is my top priority...
My goal in life, so to speak..."
*He turns back to Mastema.*
"Ever have a goal in life?
Something you fought for...
Even though you're alone, everyone against you?
Ever once wonder what it would be like if you were someone else...
And someone else had your problem...
Then the question stands...
In that position, would you aid yourself?"  

[Nana_Wing]

*Returns to a lower level of the citadel, to her room. She wanders over to her bed, but she still can't seem to sleep. Not since the incident anyways; she still wasn't ready*

...  

[Mastema]

For once you ask something reasonable. Perhaps, perhaps not.... I really can't say what I would do. However, I do believe that that day would grant me a powerful ally. Hmm.....what do you call yourself? stare  

[Nana_Wing]

*Eventually Nana just sighs loudly and tries to lay down. Like every night since she got there, and every night before, she would simply stare and think over the past few weeks*  

[The Judgemaster]

"Name's Hart..."
*His eyes seem to shift slightly, flowing like a river of different shades of red.
He holds out his hand.*
"like I said, I'm little more than a shield to ye right now, but after the barrier is destroyed..."
*He trails off, knowing that the sentence need not be completed to prove his point.*  

[Mastema]

*chuckles* Hart....very well. You may leave now. should you return do not seek out a pitiful mercy giver..... you're far from that place. Nor should you seek to bribe me in any way.... I will leave you to yourself *He turns and heads to the tower*