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 Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:01 pm
Another crease between the young woman's eyes. The soul of Gluttony? One of the Deadly Seven? Claire wasn't religious, but she knew of the seven by name.
"I think so..." Her self control? It had been waning these past few weeks...But no fear for holding a soul and lack of self control? "I take it I won't be in control over anything then? Indulging in everything?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:09 pm
"Oh," said the mistress carelessly. "Well, yes. But that won't bother you too much, will it? If it's the price of those indulgences you fear, We can help you with that, darling."
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:12 pm
"..." She paused, thinking it over then answered. "No. It oddly doesn't." Claire sat up straighter. "I accept your offer. I will relinquish hold of my self control to you and take the soul of Gluttony in exchange for you helping with my revenge and getting rid of my fear."
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:17 pm
"That will take care of itself," said the mistress. "Brace yourself, darling." She reached out and carefully made a small cut in Claire's skin; her hand took on a brilliant red light as it brushed against the slit and sealed it over. The mistress leaned onto her toes and kissed the place where the healing wound had been. "Now you are Our child," she said, pleased. "Tirre. You'll be tired for a few days while you adjust, darling. When you feel better, return to Us and you will be introduced to your siblings."
Lucifuge peeked back in, emerging fully with Ifrit behind him when he saw they were done. "Lady," he said, bowing to Claire. "Shall I help you home?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:24 pm
Claire braced, but was still not ready. The cut sent her nerves reeling signals up her arm and into her brain. She felt dizzy, and her stomach was upset. Still, that was masked by the wave of exhaustion that came over. She stood, wobbled, and fell back into the chair. Claire nodded, showing she understood.
Ifrit watched his summoner waver. His eyes narrowed, what had just taken place? Quietly he slipped past Lucifuge and lifted Claire. He muttered under his breath about how much of a pain humans were in some instances. Turning back with Claire on her feet and a supportive arm, he looked at Lucifuge.
"I have her. No need I think."
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:28 pm
"Good girl," Lucifuge said approvingly, moving to block the view of his mistress from Ifrit and Claire's eyes. "Good evening, then."
The mistress tentatively licked at Claire's blood, which stained her hands a bright crimson. Finding it was indeed to her taste- as was all of her children's blood- she smiled, a sharp and dagger-filled thing...
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