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 Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 7:18 pm
Melethia let out a yell. The two arrows dug into her back. She fell to her knees in pain. "Damnit!" She yelled. "Arrows..." She looked around some more for her tome. Blood was pouring from the wound. Even if she wanted to go into half dragon form the arrows would damage her wings. She kept herself up with her hands cause those arrows were hurting a bit.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 7:57 pm
Madriana walked closer to Rhys and Amelia, somewhat shakily. If she was a doll, she was one that was not crafted well enough. "Jealous." She let out in a monotone voice. "Of you." She said. "Something. Do something." She said. "Mangled. Twisted. Blood. Terror. Do. Something. Your. Fault. Dead. Die. Death. Dark power."
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 8:04 pm
Amelia pulled Rhys closer to her. He was very still, staring at something, but Amelia's eyes weren't where his were. She was staring at the Madriana puppet, holding Rhys against her, arms around his chest. She wasn't letting a Madriana puppet take Rhys away from her, not if she hadn't let the real thing do it. "Blood... wh-what? What's my fault? What'd I do?" Amelia demanded, voice shaking just a little. She held her stance, though, and stared hard at the puppet.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 8:05 pm
Isadora glared at Ledreak. She wasn't sure why he was standing there to guard. After all, they had no weapons to fight.
Suddenly, she heard something from behind. Turning around, she saw the morph of Madriana walked toward Rhys and Amelia. She wasn't talking in any sense, but panic of their safety took over Isadora.
"Amelia!! Catch!!" Isadora yelled as she unsheathed her shield and tossed it to the General. Even though her shield was used as a protection, maybe it could be used as a weapon.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 8:09 pm
Madriana went on in her drone of a voice, getting louder and walking toward the two of them. "Your. Fault. My. Rhys. Hatred. Magic. Loki. Grandma. Loki. Darkness. Loki. Love. Love? Nobody ever loved me. Nobody ever loved me." She stopped, shutting her eyes and screaming at the top of her artificial lungs. "NOBODY EVER LOVED ME! NOBODY EVER LOVED ME! NOBODY EVER LOVED ME!"
She jerked. She fell to the floor. "Ugly... Unwanted. Rhys... Soren."
She was quiet, then. Her eyes open, staring.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 8:13 pm
Amelia was still clearly rattled, and as Isadora threw a shield at her, Amelia did not catch it. Instead, she yelped and leaped out of the way, taking Rhys with her. It wouldn't exactly be good to dodge and just let it hit him in the face. Without any time to react any further, Madriana was speaking again.
I... what...? Amelia tried to make sense of what she said. "It's not my fault...! It's not my fault he didn't love you!" Amelia yelled at Madriana. "I didn't do anything to you! Leave me--"
"NOBODY EVER LOVED ME! NOBODY EVER LOVED ME! NOBODY EVER LOVED ME!"
"Shut up! Shut up!" Amelia shrieked instinctively. She held on tightly to Rhys; she wasn't taking him from her, no! Amelia stumbled back with the orange-haired man as Madriana fell, and with the staring eyes, Amelia shivered. She didn't like it in here. She had to get to her room, Rhys' room, something, somewhere to hide, somewhere to get away from all these people, and if they had to stay here, at least go somewhere familiar...
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 8:23 pm
Before Isadora could react, she heard the morph screamed at the top of her lungs. Screaming about being unloved, before beginning to fall and quieted down like a broken doll.
Disturbed by the scene before her, Isadora walked slowly and cautious to Amelia and Rhys. She picked up her shield, but held firmly in case the morph reacted again.
She let out a small frown. She was unsure what was the doll was talking about. But if it was reflecting to how Madriana felt before, then she felt sorry for the poor soul. She knew what it feel like to be lonely, after being somewhat abandoned twice. She was unsure why Madriana felt ugly or unloved..... However, it must be sad to see someone so desperate not wanting to be lonely.
Seeing the expression of Rhys and Amelia, Isadora looked around the room. She saw a fleece blanket in one of the chairs. The paladin went, grabbed the blanket, and went back to cover the morph. It seemed that seeing the morph was too much disturbing to Amelia and Rhys than to herself.
Making sure that the morph was covered up, Isadora turned her attention to the couple. "Are you two going to be okay?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 8:31 pm
Amelia watched almost distantly as Isadora came into the room (When did she leave?) and a blanket went over Madriana's body. Those blank, unblinking eyes were covered now. Amelia's stance relaxed, though her arms stayed just as tight around Rhys' arms. The voice of the older Paladin was enough to turn Amelia's attention to her.
Okay? We're prisoners. Loki's out to kill all of us. Who knows how the others are doing. The people I thought I could trust turned out to be out to take everything over and helping to, y'know, kill us.
Amelia, though, made no physical response. "I... don't know." She looked to Rhys, then back to Isadora. "I'm..." She sank onto the couch, holding onto Rhys. She was too tired now to get to her room. What was the point? Knowing them, they'd just drag them back here to this room. And now with Madriana covered, she didn't feel so much like she was being watched. She still was, yeah, but this made it a little more... comfortable, if possible. "I'm going to try. I'll stay with Rhys. You... try to find out how the others are doing... outside. Please?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 5:31 am
"... Woman. Intruder. Orders: eliminate." The morph's lips didn't move; yet the words were formed anyway, lending an additional air of unreality to the the situation. "Eliminate... Elimi-" Suddenly, the rushing morphs paused, slowing down to a walk. "New order. Capture intruder." With a fluid yet somehow disturbingly jerky movement, the swordmaster morph slid up to Melethia and brought its sword up to the side of her throat, and the halberdier pressed his spear to the small of her back. "Surrender. Die. Choose."
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 6:07 am
"I surrender!" She yelled. "AH!" Her eyes were still looking for her tome. She couldn't find it though.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 9:04 am
Isadora let out a small frown. "As much as I like to know what had happened, I'm afraid I can't do anything else to the outside world. The only thing I did was sent Nino to a safer area from here. I don't know where my horse led her to, but I prayed that she is safe with the members. In addition, we're prisoners here. I'm not sure what they will do to us. But as long as we do try to harm them or try to escape....... We might be able to survive."
The paladin then looked back at the covered morph on the floor. She could move the doll to a secluded area, away from Amelia and Rhys' eyes..... But something told her not to move. She wasn't sure why, but she had a feeling it was best to leave things alone.
Alone..... Isadora thought as she looked passed the doorway from which Mika ran off. It was sad to see Mika feeling all lonely and sad. Not to mention being betrayed of what had happening. She wasn't sure how Loki managed to brainwashed Mika, but if she ever met him....... St. Elimine, there would be hell to pay.
"Guys...." Isadora spoke softly and concerned. "I know this may sound crazy, but...... I think we still have a fighting chance."
She wasn't sure what made her speak up. But something inside her was burning up. Something that gave her and the members the hope to win back their beloved country.
"I don't know how long this war will last or how to defeat the Heroes." Isadora spoke now with hope in it. "But I think we may have a chance to save Mika."
She didn't dare look into Amelia and Rhy's expression. She wasn't sure if they would be able to understand what she was saying. But she had a feeling that there was still a fighting chance to do so. "I don't know how that dastard managed to get her on his side..... But it seems that not everything is lost. I can tell that Mika.... She feels lonely based from trying to creating a morph to resemble her sister..... We have to reach to her heart. To show her the truth of what really happened. Her mind may be corrupted, but her heart...... Her heart is still pure. We have to show her that we didn't betray her and that she's not lonely. We have to show her that we don't deserve her revenge....... No..... Madriana's revenge."
It felt accurate to her. She didn't see this revenge as Mika, but Madriana. Even though the real necromancer was dead and the morph replica was there in this room, Isadora felt that Madriana's spirit and emotions were channeling through Mika. The exact revenge for a spirit to cast down upon them for droving her to her death. It was as if Madriana's spirit would never rest, even from beyond the grave.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 9:48 am
Rhys had stayed relatively catatonic, staring at the ring, wondering where everything went wrong. However, he had NOT slipped off the deep end, and when Madrianna began to scream...
Not for nothing... not for nothing... not for noth--okay, now I can't even be emo in peace!?
He glared at the broken doll, as if glaring would make matters any better. Madrianna had actually been helpful for once, snapping him back to reality, but still, would it kill the girl to go be loud somewhere else? GEEZ...
He sighed, wrapping his left arm around Amelia's back, looking at Isadora.
"The truth? Well... Madrianna imprisoned the crew and treated them poorly, negotiation efforts broke down, we actually defeated her troops, and... next thing we knew, she was hacked to pieces on the floor. Mika probably knows nothing of the truth, and we don't have any proof other than our hearsay. So yeah, it'll be tough..."
Rhys shrugged. "But that's what we Hosts are supposed to be good at, I guess." He then turned his head around, noting the other heroes were being remarkably silent. "HEY!" he called out. "Can we get off this couch, or what? It's not like we can break out of here now, you know."
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 9:54 am
The Doll jerked under the sheet. "No!" It screamed. It then fell silent, after another spasm.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 10:00 am
Isadora jumped by the sound of the doll's scream. She stared at the covered doll for a while, but turning back to Rhys.
"I think we are freed to roam in the manor..... However, I don't think they will allow us to leave the manor nor to The Door." Isadora muttered sourly. "But as I said, as long as we stay on good terms with them, we may be able to survive."
Worried how much wreck did the doll caused to them, Isadora insisted on getting tea for Amelia. She gave her shield to Rhys, in case the doll may react and Amelia was incapable to fight back, and went off to the kitchen.
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