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Mitzka widened her eyes in surprise for a moment at Vincent’s sudden question, though she knew it was inevitable. She had lost herself there for a moment and she knew it couldn’t have gone unnoticed. My powers…I guess you can call them that.” She hesitated a moment before continuing. “What you see out there when we fight is a physical manifestation of all my rage, hatred and sorrow. It takes possession of my body and transforms me into that monster. In that twisted form I…I’m not my self. I lose all thought, other then the desire to destroy. It consumes me. However, I can direct it, and use it to achieve my goals.” Mitzka lets out a sigh. “As much as I hate it, this… aberration is part of who I am. I have learned to live with it. And yes It, is controlled by my emotions. I think about certain memories from my past and I…transform. I am particularly sensitive to emotions, that of my own and others as well. I’m able to amplify them and broadcast them out. That is how I put forth my dread aura when I enter the arena. I can also sort of do the same trick with memories as well.”

Mitzka mused over this thought for a moment. “Emotions and memories, they are such a burden and yet, at the same time, a blessing. Kail tried to take them away from me, and there are times in which I wish I could go back to being Daustua. But… to give up the memories and the emotions attached to them that cause my transformation, would also mean giving up my memories of Dresden and the love I shared with him. It is worth living with the pain to keep that love and joy alive…I hope you understand what I am saying. It is difficult to put it into words.”

“I…I can only hope that you are right. It pleases me to know that you trust in my ability to control it. I don’t think my brother did, that is why he sealed me in Daustua. Mitzka suddenly stands up and walks over to Vincent by the window. The sunlight shown through her, making her look transparent. However it was only for a moment. “Vincent? Do you think you could do me a favor? I want to return Daustua back to my brother…yet I dare not return to that place. The way the Manor once bound me, I fear to go near it, incase it somehow could regain that hold and make me once again its prisoner.”

((Also, could you return the Areathos manor/ inn thread to general rp from the recycle bin?))

"Thank you" Mitzka Replies. "I'm sure He will know what to do with her. Now I'm afraid I must be off, seeing that you are ok. I am in the business of finding a new place to stay, for obviously stated reasons, and have not yet found an abode."

BZZT Frooom! A large spiraling gateway opens beneath Vincents Enclave As a figure claws his way from its depths. "Wrong coordinates, I'm quite a distance away from the city." The man shakes off what appear to be steaming hot coals and extinguishes his burning hair. "Also, lets use a gateway that doesn't bring me through hell." Joust his alias being the only name he was allowed to use for this world was getting over the warp disorientation and finally shook off the sickness completely. His figure seemed completely alien for this climate so he chose to change it slightly. His scales becoming skin, albeit light red skin. His tail and horns dissolving slowly till he looked like a red headed male human whom tanned too long. "The Gene Manipulation Device (Gemade) seems to be completely functional, and was quite handy in the previous dimension. Slight after effects include slow dissolving pigmentation and mental duress." Grabbing his lance he smiled a sinister grin and waited. "We will have a nice chat Mr. Valentine once you return..."

After seeing this Vincent Valentine, Joust was somewhere between awe and confusion. The chorus of his mind was shouting out that nothing but death awaited him if they were to fight but other voices were telling him that the man was part of his mission and he had to question him. A small voice chimed up an idea that finally made the whole chorus agree. Activating the Gemade he transformed himself to match his new mindset, taking on more feminine features, his hair growing out and darkening till it was brown, his eyes becoming blue and his skin becoming pale white. He now looked very much like a female magician, her eyes never once leaving her target. "Good evening sir. I am very sorry to disrupt your work but it has come to my attention that you have encountered another being, one with the ability to manipulate dimensions? I need to know information about this man if at all possible." The lance she was holding seemed too heavy for her and she quickly set it down on the ground beside her.

"Very well, my name is Joust. I want to see him because I've been sent here to reclaim him and return him to the labs for further research. My mission wasn't specific as to whether he had to be functional when he was brought back so I'm taking that as no. Also, subsequently I'm supposed to erase all signs of dimensional distress from this universe as best I can before the reclamation project can begin. Currently your known at 4D labs as subject one, a being who survived the MuDiQuSiGe and defeated the anomaly. As such I need to learn how you were capable of such a feat and obtain means to produce similar results." For a moment she thought about what she had just said then as she picked up her lance and jammed it point first into the ground she turned back to Vincent and smiled very sincerely. "My apologies it appears I placed the order of what I seek to accomplish in reverse, chronologically."

"Oh dear you must have misheard. It wasn't studying him that was initially intended. The labs believe they have all the data they need to both classify him a top dimensional danger as well as condemn this whole plane of Myr as unsalvageable. If I'm unable to reclaim him and deem this a lost cause 4th dimensional industries will have no choice but to produce an entire existence failure and destroy this plane. I do apologize, and don't mean to make this seem like a hostage situation. After careful thought though it has similar characteristics to one, doesn't it?" The reinforced end of the lance began to shrink down into the staff as it became lighter and more manageable. Joust firmly grasped her new "Staff" as she walked toward the town. "Don't fret, as I said first I must clean this dimension of irregularities, then I will claim the means of finally capturing 4 Co. as you called him."

Sighing and exhaling for a second she turned back toward Vincent. before visibly setting the staff down. "You going to kill me for a crime I have yet to commit without evidence that I'm even going to commit the act in question? I do believe that would be a murder on your end, would it not? As of right now Intentions are not set in stone, nor is the future. We have seen far better entities than me fall before the anomaly like soggy cardboard." Sitting down in the snow she continued to stare down the warrior with a steely almost inhuman gaze before sneezing and shivering slightly.