Welcome to Gaia! ::

:::Cora's attention is suddenly drawn away. There is a familiar face nearby. She'd not seen him in a while, but couldn't for get the strange dancing memories that went along with him...no matter how hard she tried.

She noticed his stance:::

:::smirking::: You can stand down now, Johnathan. You are no longer where you were.

*Maggie tilts her head, puzzled* Ehm . .. well, if ye've given yer word, I understand ye'd not wish to break it. Still, ye're outside of yer time now, sir . . .

*His gaze slowly turned, much like a statue that started to come to life, even bits of dust caked onto him came off in large sections around the neck and chest.*

"You are not being punished. You are weak. You abandon your rank whenever you feel you can in this place. Order and Law is the structure of everything. Without it, all is torn asunder by the Wastes. If you cannot maintain a sense of strength within yourself, its not my problem. If you abandon the Law then you are no better than those lawless, mutie bastards. I have taken the life of my Brothers, and while the Elders decide my fate I am to remain without food, water, or motion for three days."

:::She looks calmly at Maggie, the corners of her mouth drawing up a little, to show that she's not offended. She simply knows better...law and order?:::

:::She chuckles out loud at the thought::: Don't concern yourself too much with him Maggie, I don't think he's been here long enough to understand. :::She looks back at him::: Anyway, he has a point. The only one who can punish you in the Brink is yourself.

:::To Johnathan::: You can relinquish your stance at any time while your here, without offending the laws of this place. But follow your own laws at will, Johnathan.

:::She feels a little more rested now and she gets up off the chair, and moves to the bar, motioning to Maggie:::

Will you help me clean the shattered bottle?

*Johnathan slowly returned his head to it's original position, muttering under his breath.*

"Respect now turns to nothing more than pity for one fallen from grace. I can only hope the damned receive either retribution against their self induced fall or...urk....I guess...ugh...my punishment is this curse..."

*Johnathan visibly looked unwell know. His hunger was growing quite significant and his base needs and desires were fighting for control. The one he once called Shaav was reaching for the surface. Kane, Killer of Brothers was awakening.*

:::Cora heard the mumbles...not that she knew what any of the words really meant. She just watched from the corner of her eye. When Maggie was suddenly gone, Cora picked up the pan of shards, and disposed of them herself:::

:::Cora suddenly hears Johnathan telling her to run... he was referring to her wasn't he? There was no one else there. She didn't understand why until she took a closer look...his body was starting to change. She was suddenly reminded of what Tacitus went through when he was tainted:::

Oh no...

:::Her eyes widened, her heart raced. She could do nothing but watch. She couldn't leave...what if someone more helpless than her appeared while a monster ran loose in the brink. These were the sorts of things she had been training herself for. Ready or not, she could not abandon her post now:::