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 Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:48 pm
Torvil frowned and snatching the paper away from Morgana he set it up high in a safe spot. He then whirled on his feet, and moved over to the bed, picking up the necklace and bringing it up to his face.
"Hello there, you can stop this now, or I will take you to highest cliff and fling you off, and then bring one of my friends who is skilled in fire to utilize you for target practice," His voice was stolid and cold, like he actually meant it.
In fact, he was sorely tempted to. But a part of him knew he wouldn't. At least, not with Morgana as his wife.
In disgust and anger he flung it back down to the bed and shook his head. "I wish that it would do as you said and be done... Not seeing the being is beginning to drive me mad."
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:57 pm
The moment she heard Torvil. Sin seem to shrink back into the stone. It wasn't the fact that she was scared of the disgusting male. It was the fact she didn't want to die, not after finding a chance to live again. But now she had even a better reason to live. Just so she would kill the man who dared threaten her.
Feeling the hold let up on her, Morgana slip from the chair only to land on her knees by the desk "You can't do that Torvil. You can't threaten her, she feeds off anger. Why do you think she been so calm up to this point?" looking up she seem almost pale, and just because of what she said. Because Sin got what she wanted, she was able to feed rather quickly off the anger, and weaken Morgana alittle.
Trembling Morgana closes her eyes, she breaths in slowly. It was the night of her wedding she learn rather quickly the child fed of the anger. So she promise herself she would remain calm, and keep Torvil calm to. As she knew if she didn't, Sin would feed of the anger and her enegry.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:10 am
Torvil took a deep breath, and allowing calm to wash over him he moved over to his wife, and helping her up slowly he pulled her close to him. "I'm sorry love," He said, brushing her hair as he held her pressed to his chest. "I forgot. She just knows how to push my buttons so well..."
Taking a deep breath he let his anger and hate slip away, embracing other emotions...
Love was one of them.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:28 am
Closing her eyes, Morgana wraps her arms around Torvil's waist as she held herself close to him "She is Sin, she knows how to get under everyone skin. And I think she enjoys doing that to you the most. You seem to fall into her trap everytime love." looking up at Torvil, she bites at her bottom lip. Shaking her head she looks towards the ground.
Sin watches them both, she had to admit her host was right. The male did seemt o fall into her trap the most. Which made things alot easier for her.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:53 am
Torvil chuckled darkly. "Not hard to trap a sinner when you're sin..." He muttered to himself. Morgana would hear him of course... But well... She had a right to know him, the real him. There was so much he'd kept from here about his last marriage... So much he was ashamed of...
He needed solace... Forgiveness of the sins he'd felt he'd committed. Granted, the woman he'd married prior was crazy and psycho and warped beyond belief... But still... He'd done some things willingly he felt.
Shaking his head he looked towards the stone. "You won't win..." He whispered.
He refused to let it win...
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 1:09 am
Morgana arches a brow as she looks up at Torvil. She did hear him, rather clearly, so now she was confused as well as curious as to what he meant by that. Frowning slightly, she sighs before she pulls away to move back toward the bed of fur.
Taking a seat, she lifts the bloodstone as she looks at it. Watching the wisp of smoke, she smirks before she lifts the necklace back over her head. Sitting there she just looks down at her lap. She has so many question running through her head. This biggest one being...
Why was it she knew nothing about her husband past life?
Sin smiles as she settles back towards her host. What he didn't know was he fallen into another trap, and she didn't even set him up on this one. With his simple words, she could already feel the doubt in her host. Hovering once again, she move closer towards Morgana's body. She was hers, and not even Torvil was going to change that.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 1:17 am
Torvil took a deep breath and moving he sat next to his wife, and taking her hands, he looked into her eyes.
"What I am about to tell you... You have to understand, that what I did, was not I think, of my own volition, even though I feel it was... Some of the things I did were questionable... But I need you to understand that this part of my life is dead and gone..."
And with that, he told her everything.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 9:27 pm
Morgana's eyes seem to widen as she listen to her husband explain his past. As much as she tried not to, fear filled her heart. More when he explained killing hunters and sexual torture. Without really thinking, she quickly pulls her hands out of Torvil as she stood. Shaking her head, she takes a few times back before she turns "I need to take a walk....."
She didn't give him a chance to say anything, she nearly ran to the door disappearing behind the curtain. Moving quickly through the halls, she didn't seem to care that she was in nothign but her nightgown. She just needed away from the thing scarying her.
Sin was thrilled about this, it seem that Torvil was evil like her after all. She could feel the fear beating inside her host, and she hoped it would be enough to send her away from him forever.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 9:40 pm
Torvil tried to stop her, reached out and began to speak, but it was far too late, she was out the door before words could leave his lips. Sighing heavily, his voice starting to shake he lowered his head to his hands and looked down into his lap, his forehead cradled by his palms.
"I shouldn't have said a word... I should have let it stay dead, where it belonged..."
And so, he began to weep.
He would go after her of course... But... He needed a minute to compose himself as all the terrible memories flooded back.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 9:52 pm
By the time Morgana finally stop running, she was standing outside on the cliffs. Looking over the land, she was trembling as she recalls everything he said. She knew it had nothing to do with them now, but part of her still feared. This was her husband, and he kept it away from her. Shaking her head she looks down at the land "How, why....I mean...." she didn't understand why would anyone kill for the pleasure of it.
She hates her job, she only does it because she wanted to stop a person from harming another. If she could, she would try to bring the person in alive. Unless they threaten her own life. Shaking her head again, she brought her shaking hand up through her hair. She felt sick to her stomach, just because she didn't want to believe Torvil was like that.
Sin didn't do anything, she just wallowed in the fear coming from Morgana. She didn't feed from it, as she wanted Morgana to have this fear. The fear would drive the wedge, even if she had to help it along.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 9:57 pm
Torvil finally stood, and shaking his head he took a deep breath. "s**t... No time to be moping... ******** emo s**t..." He shook his head and his arms and wiping away his tears he headed out.
It took him awhile, but he got Morgana's trail easy enough, it wasn't hard, he just had to ask around.
Finally he found her where she stood, and very carefully he walked towards her, and he spoke, not loud, but loud enough.
"And that's my past... I should never of hidden it from you to start, but it's been dead and buried, and I hoped to keep it there. But you have a right to know what I have done."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 10:21 pm
Morgana didn't look at Torvil, she couldn't without feeling she had to run from him again. Shaking her head her voice cracked as she spoke "Why Torvil? You know how I feel about that. Killing just to kill, and the torture, and..." looking at Torvil, her eyes filled with tears as she looks at him. Fear emitted from them as she still didn't want to believe this.
She didn't want to look at Torvil like she didn't know him, but in reality she didn't. Looking away she turns away from him, her body shaking worse then ever.
Sin was in her glory, at the rate Torvil was going she wouldn't have to do a thing.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 10:33 pm
Torvil sighed. "These are all things past Morgana, things I have given up, things that have been stripped away. I once looked very different, I once was different... I can't vouch for my sanity when I was married to that... whore..."
Looking up at the sky he sighed. "You don't have to believe me, but I hope that you will..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 10:40 pm
Morgana shook her head "I don't want to see you like that Torvil, but it still makes me wonder. What if...what if...." trembling she turns to look up at him "What if you get so angry you turn on me?" stepping away from him, she shakes her head before she moves pass him heading back towards the cave enterance. She couldn't handle it, she knew he wouldn't but at the same time she heard that from her father.
He would never hurt her, then he destroyed her. So part of her was reliving that all over again.
Sin was overjoyed, she was running away from him. This couldn't have fallen into place more perfect then it was. He caused her to fear him, she could feel it. And with fear it would change them,
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 10:48 pm
It was not hard for Torvil to intercept her, and he did, grabbing her by both arms he looked down and lifting her chin he looked into her eyes deeply. "Know me for who I truly am..." He murmured, letting her see his soul in his eyes.
He was not a shaman, he could not show her his life and his thoughts and his will, but he knew that he could show her his heart, that she could see the purity in his emotions, from his sin stained soul. He knew he would have to talk to the Shamans.
They needed to take a dream walk.
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