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I consider myself very confused at the moment. Sevati and my training being my only comfort when Elijah's not around.

And I hate it.


I hate not being around him, not seeing his smile, or catching the small rufflings of his wings. I hate not being able to smell him and taste him even, kiss him or just be with him.

Why am I this weak?!

To think that a MALE could make me feel this way, make me miss him so much, want him to the point where it feels like needing.

I just don't understand it, and it's ******** frustrating.

I want to be around him, but I don't want to be so... dependent on someone, because I'm not a dependent woman... Right?

He's the only male I know that's stronger than me, so that means I should be able to depend on him right?

But what if I don't want to be a dependent woman?

I just want to be with him, because then... all these crazy complexities go away, and I'm just... It just feels right you know?

He makes me insanely happy, right up there with cheesecake and training, maybe even up there with manipulating people a bit.

That reminds me, I need to talk to Ura sometime soon, see if he's been training at all. Lazy ********. Hopefully he's gotten over Rora too.

Back to the point of this entry.

Men shouldn't have power over me. ESPECIALLY if I'm some sort of queen!

But Elijah's okay because he doesn't try and take advantage of me, we don't have to say anything about it all either... It's understood, he's mine and I'm his...

We don't call it dating or any of that bullshit, we're just... eachothers...

Even when it seems so simple it's just so ******** confusing and complicated.

Especially with his guardian keeping him in some sort of prison. Now that ******** pisses me off to NO end... Makes me want to go over there and kick Tobes' a**, show him who really matters... Considering he doesn't even know of me...

But I'm afraid then Elijah would never be seen again, and then I'd be in a rather foul mood for a good long time.

Or something like that.

Well ******** all this right now, I think I'm going to go to the Shoppe and see if there's anyone there for my greater ******** hormones.

-Zanna

Despite my sour mood earlier, it has be brightened somewhat by a strange male I meet at the Shoppe today. Red hair, outrageously dressed... He seemed to think rather highly of himself, to the point where he was calling himself 'Lord' something something, I didn't pay attention enough to grab the entirety of his name. I won't be calling him all of it anyways.

At first I took him as an idiot, but then, as I listened to him, I realized that he actually wasn't. No fool would be able to manipulate the English language to their bidding such as he did.

He seems to be trying to mask his intelligence by behaving as he did, extravagent and eccentric.

Unfortunately for him he didn't fool me. Instead, it makes me want to figure him out a bit, since he's putting on such a show to hide his intelligence...

Though that doesn't mean I'm not going to get him a skirt and make him cross dress a wee bit.

Because... due to my recent general mood, I could use a few laughs.

Anyways, good mood's wearing off... I'm off to do some training.

-Zanna

X: Nao had been returned to X, the situation having already been previously explained to the now young adult's guardian. Her bags packed, with both clothes, weapons, and Baqir's things, the cog having nearly clung to the Simu when she came home from the lovely cruise trip.

X received a sealed letter that was to go to Elijah through Sevati once she had left, and she had said her goodbyes to those she had wished too.

Finally, she arrived where she had left Nyoka, in the front living room with X, who was unusually silent than usual. Zanna blamed it on the pregnancy.

Bag over her shoulder and weapons strapped in their usual places, Zanna stood stoic when she came into the living room. "Are we ready?"

"We are." Came the strangely static voice of Baqir, who whirled to Zanna's front and allowed itself to spin lazily. The static was probably caused by Zanna's lack of being around. Either way he had insisted on coming and Zanna, feeling guilty, had allowed it.

Lenore: Nyoka nods. "If you have everything, just take my hand," she says, glancing over at X. "Don't worry, I promise to have her home in one peice. . . ." She holds out her hand, smiling a little.

X: "This is something she needs to do..." Trailing off, X gave a weak smile, moving to absently press a hand to her stomach, which currently wasn't showing much of anything. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do..." The vampire gave a forced chuckle as she watched her 'daughter'.

Snatching Baqir suddenly out of the air, Zanna shoved it under her arm and took Nyoka's hand, giving a silent nod to X, who didn't say anything more.

Lenore: Nyoka's eyes soften at X. "She'll be fine," she says, before they disappear.

Seconds later, they are in the entrance hall of the palace. Anemone is waiting, Ernia actually allowing herself to be held. As soon as Nyoka appears, Ernia holds out her hands. Nyoka relieves Anemone of her burden.

"We've made up a room for you, Zanna," Anemone starts, gesturing to the long staircase, that splits into two in the middle, each leading off in seperate directions. "If you would follow me, I am sure you want to be settled in. Then, if you want, we can have some food prepared." She smiles at the woman.

Nyoka looks over at Zanna. "If you want something to eat, I will join you. You can explain things better to me, if you are up to it?"

X: The first thing Zanna does after they blink into the palace is shake off a feeling of deja vu, her eyes scanning the room for something familiar, but was only left with a strange feeling that she couldn't put her finger on quite yet. Luckily, Anemone knocked her back to present day, and the young adult nodded towards the woman, staying silent for now.

"Food would be great... And we'll talk later. If I am as you say." Giving her a slight nod as not to seem disrespectful, the Simu let Baqir free to buzz around her and take notes of everything and everyone around them.

Turning away, Zanna followed Anemone, her eyes somewhat defiant towards someone, or something.

Lenore: Nyoka nods, and takes Ernia to the dining hall, talking to her as she goes.

Anemone leads Zanna up the stairs and to the case veering off to the right. "You're in Queen Nyoka's wing, as she asked. Her room is three doors down from yours, and across the hall, in case you needed her," she glances over at Zanna with her brown eyes. "You look as Queen Nyoka did when she first arrived here. I almost speared her and her guide," she says, smiling a little at the memory. "I hope that it fades quicker than Nyoka's did. We are only here to welcome you, and provide some help. My queen mentioned something of dreams to me, though she did not go into detail. I took the liberty of instructing Erimentha to allow you to look at her records, to see if anything will remind you of the dream." This is all said as they walks through the winding halls, through another door, and into a hall with quite a few doors in the walls.

X: Zanna followed, taking a mental note of everything that the elder Amazon said, as Baqir did the same, gem blinking excitedly while the young adult ignored him. "I know for sure one name, and he is not Amazon. The rest is, hazy at best." Her eyes glanced at Anemone's, ignoring the first comment about almost spearing Nyoka, or rather, brushing it aside for the time being. This wasn't something she cared about at the moment.

Right now she was frustrated and pained, the feeling of this place seeming to tire her from the inside out, as if her brain were on overload.

Tightening her grip on her bag strap, the Simu relaxed her set jaw somewhat before reaching up and rubbing her temple. "Do you have anything for a headache? I'm not quite used to the teleporting thing..." The second part was a lie, it had given her no trouble before with Nyoka, and never with X. But Anemone didn't know that and she'd rather her not for now.

Lenore: "Perhaps if you said his name, I might be of help to you?" Anemone says, stopping in front of a door at the very end of the hall. She opens it, and enters before Zanna, holding the door for her.

She then frowns. "Galena does. I can send for her," she gestures to a woman coming out of Nyoka's bedroom down the hall. She instructs the woman, in Greek, to send for Galena, and some remedies for headaches. "It shouldn't take her but a moment to come here. She's close," she says, her arms sweeping out in a gesture of invitation.

X: Following behind Anemone with out much ceremony, Zanna roughly sets her bag onto the floor at the end of the bed before moving next to the bed to take off a few of her less used weapons. Her chakra, a gift form Rora, as well as her bow and quiver, were carefully set on top of the bed before she turned around. "Achilles."

Her face showed no emotion, but her eyes burned of a hatred for a brief moment, until Zanna looked away and calmed herself. "Like I said. It's all I know for sure."

Baqir, the moment the room had opened, swooped in and began to search through every nook and cranny, lest there be something to fight around. Instead, he rammed himself against Zanna's spear a couple of times, signalling that he wanted to fight. "Not now." Zanna muttered with annoyance, brushing the cog away.

Lenore: Anemone has quick eyes, and she noted the hatred. That, too, reminds her of Nyoka. "If it is the same Achilles, I will have Erimentha send all the records she has on him over here, and pull books as well. If that is your desire," she was intructed by Nyoka to help Zanna in any way that she could.

Galena walks into the room. In perfect english, though it is heavily accented with an Irish accent, she says, "Where is she?"

"Zanna, this is Galena," Anemone introduces. "Zanna is a guest of ours, for as long as she likes. I hazard a guess that she just wants to remedy, and for the both of us to leave her be."

Galena's somber green eyes slide over to Zanna as she pushes a whisp of flame red hair out of her face with a milky-white hand. "Of course. I'll just leave it here, then." She places a bottle on the table next to the door before turning to Anemone. "I will be with Queen Nyoka. Fauna is up to her old tricks again, I thought it best to warn her."

"Of course," Anemone says. When Galena has left, she looks back at Zanna. "I'll leave you to it. Erimentha should have everything we have on Achilles here by tomorrow. Just call if you need anything." With that, she turns to leave.

X: "That would be great. Thanks." Growing silent, Zanna gave a slight smile to go along with the thanks, grin widening when the redhead appeared.

The young adult recognized her as the woman who had previously healed her broken leg, but before Zanna could get out much of a comment, the twin was gone again. Either way she now had painkillers of the sorts, and she stepped over to the bottle and picked it up. "How much do I take and how? I'd rather not overdose..."

Looking back up at Anemone, the Simu winced inwardly with the sharp movement, biting back the annoying pain before speaking. "I was wondering if I could get information on all neighboring cities as well, just incase..." Trailing off, she paused before continuing with a hopeful tone, "You mentioned food earlier?"

Lenore: "Oh! Galena is too worried sometimes. Just take a few drops. Your headache should go away quickly. I am sure if it continues, Queen Nyoka might have something," Anemone smiles helpfully. Listening to Zanna, she frowns a little. "There are three. Our records are not too extensive on them, they mostly deal in our city. But, Erimentha would have something on them. I'll ask her to bring them as well."

Her smile widens. "And, about food, I am sure her highness has the chef preparing something as we speak. Do you want it sent up, or would you rather go to the dining hall?"

X: Zanna listened and nodded, taking two drops immediately with a contented sigh, placing the bottle back on the counter. "Three. I see. Nyoka mentioned a visit to one tis all, figured I'd read up on them..." Shrugging as if it were nothing out of the ordinary, the young adult leaned against her spear as she continued to absently bat roughly at Baqir with her spear. The cog seemed to be quite content with the 'game' and whirled happily.

"I'd like to talk to Nyoka while I eat so dining hall it is..." Running her spare hand through her hair, she sighed at the lack of feathers, but as quick as the feeling had come, it was gone without much work. Now was not a time to think of him. This trip wasn't about him. It was about her and finding out who she was. "Shall we?" Motioning towards the way they had come, Zanna did her best to seem relatively calm about everything going through her mind at the moment.

Lenore: Anemone's brow is furrowed, but she is not one to pry. She simply nods, and leads the way toward the dining hall.

Once at the door, she gives those there a stern gaze. The servers quickly complete their jobs, leaving two bottles of wine on the table, and hurry out. "I'll leave you two alone," Anemone says softly as she goes to collect Ernia.

Ernia squacks at the move, but soon leaves quietly after a gaze from Nyoka.

"Please, sit. We're having goat," Nyoka explains, gesturing to a chair as she stands, a welcoming smile on her face. "I hope your room is comfortable enough."

X: She gestured in thanks before taking a seat across from Nyoka, eyeing the wine cautiously. "Don't let me have any of that." The teen muttered, before inhaling the more than welcoming scent. "Smells wonderful. And yes, the room is perfect."

Taking up a fork and knife, the young Simu began to eat, not realizing just how famished she was until food of this calibur was sitting in front of her. "If it weren't for anything else... I'd stay in Greece just for the food..."

Clearly she was avoiding the many subjects that needed to be discussed.

Lenore: "I can't force you not to have any, but there is water next to your plate nonetheless," Nyoka smiles again, before taking a bite of the food. Due to her constitution, she is able to eat any meat raw, no matter what it is. But, for the sake of her guest, she had this cooked rare.

She chuckles at her statement. "I am glad you like your room, and our food," she says, allowing Zanna her bit of procrastination. "I've instructed the women here that they are to take care of anything you should need, withing reason. So, if you can't find anything, or require information, or a guide for the city, just ask them if you cannot find me."

X: Smiling lightly, she paused her eating to take a drink of water from the newly pointed out glass, her face growing more serious when Nyoka informs her of the situation. "I thank you again for helping me out this much... Especially for someone with such a close background..." Trailing off, Zanna hinted to the unstated possibility that she may indeed be a reborn queen up of Nyoka's city. One that had ruled the same city as Medusa, only during a different time.

Baqir had come with her, wizzing about for a while until his mistress had given him a fairly nasty warning look with a rough hiss. "Behave." The cog never seemed to still think like a child. Maybe it was due to her abscence?

Lenore: Nyoka watches the cog a moment, thinking idly about Bane, and how she rarely sees him.

As if on cue, Bane emerges from the shadows, where he was recharging, and starts to circle Nyoka's head. She plucks him out of the air and sets him in her lap, stroking at the core in the middle absently.

"We have similar backgrounds?" she asks, cutting more of the meat, but not eating. "Would you care to explain why you believe this?" she asks.

X: "Why else would I feel so comfortable here? The vivid dreams... Not to mention how I look... It just seems logical." Flicking her eyes up to Bane, Zanna raised an eyebrow. Of all the places she'd think to see another one of these metal hellions.

Shrugging it off, she returned to her food, cutting some more of the meet before taking a bite and savoring the flavor.

Baqir seemed angry with this decision, and stalked off to under the table to find something to do, or rather something to attack.

Lenore: Nyoka chews on the goat thoughtfully, allowing Bane to leave her lap. He continues to circle her head, his core flickering at times. "It seems logical," she admits. "Have you had any dreams of late that make you think it is more likely than not?"

X: "Achilles," She sighed, looking back up to the Fa'e, "Does that name mean anything to you? He apparently was the one who killed me, in battle. I was with what you speak of as 'sisters', women like me... " Trailing off, Zanna suddenly lost her appetite at the flashes of said dream, so she set her fork and knife down and simply took a few sips of water. "He was Greek. A warrior. One who apparently killed an Amazon queen in battle. That was all I could find on him...."

Lenore: Nyoka sets her own silverware aside, and leans back in her chair, Bane accomodating the move. She frowns, however, at Zanna's sudden lack of appetite. "Is there something you aren't telling me?" she asks, then waves her hand. "Nevermind, I am prying. No, Achilles means nothing to me. I know of him, I was alive when he was alive. I never had occasion to meet him. I think by the time he was in the Trojan war, I was already in my cave. Anemone would have offered Erimentha's assistance in that department, I am sure," she adds. "You'll get to the bottom of this, I know you will. I had a guide, and I am hoping that my sisters and I can be a sort of guide to you."

X: "He just sickens me... I don't like being weak." It was a very vague and rushed explanation as she tried to push away a particular scene from her dream. She wasn't nearly at all ready to mention it, much less talk about it after eating. "She has already offered, so I should be able to study by tomorrow... But is there anyway I can get a workout in tonight? Practicing usually calms me somewhat..." Looking up at Nyoka, she pushed her plate away and took another gulp of the water, attempting to soothe her nerves. "Hopefully, he has not been reborn like I have..." If he had been, she'd just have to train for their meeting.

Lenore: Deciding to share a part of her that she really only shares with those close to he, Nyoka takes a fortifying sip of her wine. "There were a lot of things I had to face when I remembered my past," she starts. "One of them being reliving my rape, feeling it, and dealing with the consequences. Then, when I came here, I had to face him again, and I killed him. Poseidon," she provides.

She pauses, and shakes her head. "Anyway, yes, I can show you to the training facilities," she says, standing. "Unless you want instruction, I can leave you to it."

X: She stayed silent for a while, eyes holding Nyoka's while she spoke, only to cast her eyes downward with a pained sigh. "I'm sorry that happened to you..."

Pushing a stray hair behind her ear, the young adult stayed silent a bit longer before finally speaking again, this time in a light, strained voice. "What if you were dead? Is it even rape then?" Closing her eyes for a moment, Zanna reopens them with a wave of her hand. "Nevermind that, take me to the training facilities."

Lenore: Nyoka's eyes soften considerably, and she forces whatever tears that were trying to surface away, and nods her head. "Just follow me," she says softly, her stomach sick now, though she doesn't show it. She starts to lead them out of the palace.

Once outside, she walks around the side of the palace. She nods to the guard at the gate to the back, and she opens the door. Nyoka leads them through the door, and to her own, private, training area. "I don't use this one as much as I should, preferring to train with the soldiers. But, if I am incorrect in my thought that you might need to be alone right now, I can send for a soldier or two, or Iphigenia should you want her."

X: Following her silently with Baqir zipping in tow, the young adult said nothing until the Fa'e spoke to her, feeling it best not to make the situation any more tensed than it may have been. "Send her later. I'd rather be alone for at least an hour... maybe more." Zanna planned on tiring herself out to the point that her sleep that night would be dreamless.

So much to deal with right now for the Simu, and she decided it best to channel it all into what she did best, fighting.

Baqir was excited, feeding off the need his bond was feeling, one that he recognized immediately. It was what he had been trying to get her to do all day! Even then, the cog still somehow managed to stay silent, quivering in excitement as he waited for the other one to leave.

Lenore: Nyoka nods again. "I'll let her know," as she turns to leave, she rests her hand on Zanna's shoulder. "If you think that this won't help you out of the dream world, see me before you go to sleep. I still have nightmares, when I have been stressed. I keep a supply of potions ready for those occasions, to keep the dreams away." With that, she leaves to seek out Iphigenia. Nyoka needs some training, now, as well.