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((oh you have it, I was looking for it, well yea, they're gonna be making out all night anyway, so we'll be awake for wuite some time))

Amy looked at him, then nodded. "where is the sheet? we might as well use this time to decifer it....." she said, looking around were it was, still holding her Katana nearby.

Hector looked at her, "which smaller part? If I may ask" he asked, his smile not quite a smile anymore, for he had an assumption. "don't mind the mood, if you want a better one, I can always hange a sad mood into a good one, that's what I'm here for" he added, though giving her a questioning look.

Akori nodded, picking up the sheet, and sitting down on the bed next to her, unfolding it. "Right, the first line is some weird stuff, it's really hard to understand" he said, reading over it.

((hehe, sorry bout that....can I keep the key? you made another one anyway))

Vivian widened her eyes a little, she would have shrank if not for her wounds. "Lets just say the major part was being taught with books and words. The smaller part is....the wrong type of experience." Tears had risen to her eyes, seeing the whole scene in front of her, looking up to the sky in anguish. "What made it worse was that it was my love...I hadn't seen him for eight years, I didn't recongize him...and he had changed...I killed him, dammit all I killed him." Folding into herself, she held her shoulders tighter, her hair falling in front of her face.

Amy was still looking at him, "I know, it stays between us....I won't tell, and neither will you" she said, finally looking at the sheet.

Vivian jumped, when he moved aside her hair, shaking her head. "You don't understand how cruel and evil my people can be. There is a large group that is extremely religious that believes me Satans child or a witch. First he would have been 'beaten down' by that fact, then I'm royalty which adds the rest of the population. His mind had snapped from what he had to go through. It wasn't until I stabbed him with my sword that I realized who he was. We both knew that those events were possible when we first fell in love. The man who did that to me wasn't the man I loved. That was a different man in the same body."

||i`m too lazy to read what you guys posted, so if i jump in the rp, i wont change anything or if i even say one word, it`ll change something? xD||

Vivian rolled her eyes, clenching her hands into fists. "I don't believe them ok?! I never have! I'm merely stating a fact, that is what they thought of me." She took a calming breath, beginning to weave a crown out of the wildflowers that Haldir had gathered. "What he said before he died told me how he had become what he had. But we had been prepared for that too. He was technically a gypsy, and they are supposedly tapped with the powers. He gave me instructions for a spell that would work once and only once. His body couldn't be damaged beyond the reason that he had died. The spell locks his spirit in his body, manifesting it into an animals form that can change to a human form at will. I had him again and he was the man I loved. Amaya never really accepted him though."

The tears still fell silently, now debating on if she should tell him what Roran had forbade her from saying to him. "He was taken from me again, perminantly. even though I have let him go, memories still affect me. There, answered your question." She sniffled, wiping away her tears. Looking at the crown of wildflowers and plants, she began to whisper,

"There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray,
love, remember: and there is pansies. that's for thoughts.
There's fennel for you, and columbines: there's rue
for you; and here's some for me: we may call it
herb-grace o' Sundays: O you must wear your rue with
a difference. There's a daisy: I would give you
some violets, but they withered all when my father
died: they say he made a good end,--"

She quoted from Hamlet, her eyes resting on the water now. "Tell me Hector, do you know the story of Ophelia in the play Hamlet?"



Vivian sighed, seeming to pout. "Ophelia was the main characters bride-to-be. They both loved each other, but due to complications that Hamlet was directly involved in, he first acts like he is crazy. Then when he shows that he isn't, he insults her, humiliates her, and tell hers, 'Get thee to a nunnery.' In reality, he's doing this to save her. But she doesn't know about the plots he's writing. She then looses her father and she goes mad. In one scene she gives her brother Laertes plants, saying the lines I just did. Then in the last act I believe, they find her body in a river. She made herself a crown of certain plants and flowers with believed properties or represented something, and 'fell' into the river. She did float there, singing snatches of old tunes while commiting suicide, she didn't try to climb out of the river."

She shook her head, folding her arms. "I can only seem to connect with you and Roran, you moreso. Yet you say reading is a waste of time? I'm surprised, I'm sure I shouldn't be though..." she sighed, walking up to him and poking him in his forehead gently. She began to sing, walking around him in a slow circle, her hand resting on his shoulder as her eyes remained on his for the most part.