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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/16/2016 3:34:33 PM
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[spoiler]I don't know why but that was hilarious to me.[/spoiler]
[b]When Frisky sees him, her eyes light up. Hopefully, he'd still have Leif's soul, as she'd been told he had because plot. She looked up at him hopefully. She'd prayed on her way to every god to exist that he hadn't done anything with the soul.[/b]
"Remy! I know you have Leif's soul! I want it! I'm trying to bring her back!"
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[i]At the sudden voice disturbing his relaxation time, as well as someone he didn't even know calling his name, plus the fact that someone knew that he could take souls, Remy nearly fell off the wall in surprise. Slowly, he leaned forwards, head tilting and his eyes looking down. Once he was Frisky, a look of recognition appeared in his eyes. [/i] "How dost thee know who I am? How dost thee know I take souls?" [i]He asked, curiousity in his voice - though he was alarmed, too. [/i]
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[spoiler]Time for Frisky's fourth-wall breaking nature to shine.[/spoiler] "Well, I know who you are because we've talked before. Remember? It was after you killed Jack? You had his head and stuff? And also, I know you have to soul because" [b]She points to the sky, almost straight up.[/b] "That guy told me!" [b]She seemed not to be referring to a god, but to something else... Something that could do whatever it wanted, it seems.[/b]
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[i]Rem got even more confused at this, his right eyebrow raising in curiousity while his head cocked to the right. He then made a silent "oh", before laying back on the wall, only his legs remaining in view. He then asked, voice loud and clear enough to be heard, his old English being gone because I don't want to write it, [/i] "Why would I give it to you? It's powerful. Would keep the Hollowing away for a while."
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"Because, Remy, I'm going to bring her back. Please. Give it to me. I'll do anything. Please." [b]Frisky was pleading at this point, her unstable personality switching gears very fast. She wrapped her hands together, in a pleading position. She wasn't kidding. She'd do anything.[/b] "I'm begging you." [spoiler]She really will do anything, except for... Ya know...[/spoiler]
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"Anything?" [i]The Undead asked, voice cold and hard. Merciless. He slowly propped himself up to the point where he could look down over the edge again. He then gave her a command, his expression harsh, [/i] "Find me a soul with equal or greater power." [i]Now, in theory, this wouldn't be hard as this place was the Dojo, where there were gods and shit. But that was also the challenge, since they were gods and shit. [/i]
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[b]Frisky smiled. Killing someone is one of her specialties. It wouldn't be too hard. In fact, she already had someone in mind. She smiled an evil smile up at Remy.[/b] "Heh. I can do that. I know someone who has a very, very powerful soul. Give me about thirty minutes." [b]She walked off. She was gone for twenty-six minutes. When she came back, she looked like she'd just gone through hell. All of the skin was missing from her arms, and there was a large slash on her chest. She was holding a large jar with a soul inside of it, a dark crimson red. Despite her injuries, Frisky was smiling.[/b] "Couldn't touch the soul itself, so I used a jar. I think you'll find this is sufficient."
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[i]Remy, in the meantime, had hopped off the wall, and was now sitting against it, back pressed against the stone and his gaze pointed skyward once more. Once Frisky returned, he was confused yet again. She didn't look like someone who could harvest souls, but then again, maybe it wasn't the time to ask. She had managed to murder something, nearly getting killed in the process, by the looks of it, and that was enough for Remy. The cuck held his right hand out for the jar, the left disappearing into.. somewhere. Once it came back into view, he was holding a large, black orb, equally pitch black flames coming from it. As the man held it, he saw every memory the owner of it had in short flashes, making him blinking rapidly a few times. [/i] "I won't ask how you managed to harvest it, but here. Give me the jar first, however.." [spoiler]Is it because she's ginger? Huehuhe [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yes...[/spoiler] "You think I haven't heard what you've done? Everyone has. How you screwed that one girl and then left? I don't trust you for a second. We're handing off at the same time. Trust me, you really want this soul. If you don't play by my terms, this thing's going to the wind." [b]She was very serious. For possibly the first time.[/b] [spoiler]Unless you promise me that he's actually gonna give her the soul, I ain't trusting Remy for a damn second.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I promise he won't do any shady shit. He'll take the jar, then give the soul. [/spoiler] "Think I have a reason to trust you? I know what you had with the owner of this thing. You could just take your lover and run off. Accept my terms, or you're not getting anything." [i]Remy was equally serious, his grip on Leif's soul tightening, fist slowly closing. He could just crush it then and there, and murder Frisky with a copious amounts of pyromancies. He looked unarmed, but he certainly wasn't. [/i]
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"Fine." [b]She puts the jar in his hand, reluctantly. There was an... Amazing amount of power behind this soul. Whoever this individual was, they were ridiculously powerful.[/b] "I'm gonna need that jar back." [b]Frisky stood there, still slowly bleeding from her arms. They were crossed. None of that seemed to bother her, though. And it wouldn't be a good idea for him to use those spells on her. She had copious amounts of explosives on her. If he attacked, it would kill him and her, and according to Dark Souls logic, he loses all the souls he has on him.[/b]
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[i]Unless he had a certain ring - and, he was quite fond of wearing said certain ring, as losing everything was very unpleasant. Though he wasn't going to do anything shady. He nodded slowly, relaxing his left hand, and extending it at Frisky with an open palm, waiting for her to take it. Simultaneously, he brought the jar down to between his legs, holding it in place with his thighs. He uncapped the jar, and took the soul out of it, not quite crushing it yet, but rather stuffing it away somewhere. He then capped the jar again, and extended it to Frisk like he had done with Leif's soul. [/i] "Take it, for it's yours, now. Cherish the woman it belongs to. She'd do anything for you."
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[b]Frisky takes the jar first, uncapping it. She scooped Leif's soul up with the jar, as a huge smile crossed her face. She was happy. Genuinely happy. Her smile grew wide enough to the point that her signature squint came forwards, still making it absolutely adorable as it always was. She caps the jar, and holds it tight against herself. She looks up at Remy.[/b] "Thank you. So much. Listen, I know we did a trade, but if you need anything, and I mean anything, you tell me. I won't forget this." [b]She walks off, back to Ry's ship. Ry meets her at the ramp, carrying the corpse with her. Frisky was excited. Very excited. Ry sets the corpse down on the ground, all fixed up. The giant hole now gone. Frisky takes a deep breath as she puts the jar against Leif's corpse, and uncaps it. She hopes for the best.[/b]
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[i]Rem just mumbled something along the lines of "okay" as his sky blue eyes shut, his entire form relaxing. Soon after, he was off to dreamland, taking a little nap. He was satisfied with himself. Managed to get a powerful soul. Leif (I'm gonna keep making that shitty pun) was good for him. Hell, he even was freed from that one terrible, terrible man - Jason - as Olivia had vanished. ~~ The soul.. slipped into Leif's body, disappearing into her. And then.. absolutely nothing happened. And for at least a few minutes, it stayed like that.. But then, rather suddenly, the blue giant's chest started heaving, mouth gasping for air as two orange eyes with dilated pupils flew open. The two eyes curiously and rapidly darted around, an alarmed look in both of them. She had spent God knows how long in absolute nothingness, while constantly feeling something probe around in her memories.. And now, she was.. back. Once the Dullahan's eyes focused on Frisky, she calmed down. Her breathing slowed to normal levels, and her pupils went back to normal. Slowly, a grin spread across her lips, before she spoke with a somewhat raspy, shrill voice, [/i] "F-Frisk? You managed to bring me back.."
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[b]At first, when Leif hasn't came back to life yet, Frisky was disheartened, ridiculously sad. She had cried, tears had ran down her face. She didn't think she would ever get to talk to Leif or be with her... Ever again. There would be no telling what she would've done if wouldn't have worked. She was on the edge of true insanity, unpredictable in her actions... But now... Leif was back. When she'd first seen her chest start to heave up and down, she had stopped crying. Well, she didn't stop crying, but they were no longer tears of sadness. Now they were tears of joy, a ridiculous happiness. Her smile had come back, the squint with it. She fell down to her knees. And when Leif opened her eyes, and spoke... Frisky hugged her. Tightly. She was just so glad to have her back...[/b] "It's so good to have you back! I missed you so much! I'm just... I'm so glad that we actually got you all fixed up! It's just so, so good to have you back!"
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Edited by Nox: 11/16/2016 8:07:00 PM[i]Leif slowly blinked in confusion when she was hugged so tightly, before slowly bringing her arms up, and wrapping them both around the previously drug addicted girl.. Again drug addicted girl? I dunno. [/i] "Heh. I'm back, I'm back.. And I'm not planning on leaving again.. Anything I missed while I was gone, my dear?.. S-Sketch.." [i]The moment she remembered Sketch, the nastiest expression etched itself on Leif's face. An expression of pure bloodthirst and hatred. She then spoke again, voice shaking with pure pissed off-ness. [/i] "Did that damned furry do anything to you? Did he.. try to steal you away from me again?"
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[b]Frisky seems very confused? Again? When did it happen the first time? Guess she'd have to ask Leif that.[/b] "Sketch? Oh, I haven't seen him in... Longer than you've been dead. And what do you mean again? When was the first time? If I recall correctly, he never even flirted with me... Or anyone. Guy has a wife, Leif. You don't have to worry. But I have made some... Well, one friend. But that's not important! What's important is that you're back! And now we can be together again! We can be together for as long as we live! Isn't that great?!"
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[i]Leif went silent for a few moments, her expression softening as she gave Frisk a soft, gentle squeeze. She then slowly nodded, pushing her worries and thoughts aside - for now, that is.[/i] "Mhm! That's very good. As long as neither of us gets themselves killed, of course. Though, dear, I've got a question for you.. How did you manage to revive me? Last thing I remember is bleeding out in the mud, somewhere in a forest, with quite the sizeable hole in my stomach."
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"Well... The guy who killed the guy who killed you, Remy, was sitting on a wall, I said hi. He said that he'd seen that Nażi dude kill you and some other girl, and I ran over to where you died... And I found you. Then I kinda... Nuked the forest. And then a buried you in a stone casket. I dug you up today. Then I had a pink alien fix your body up, and then I asked Remy for your soul. He said if I found him an equal or greater soul he'd give me yours. And so, I went and killed a guy, and gave him the soul. Then I put your soul next to your body, and now here we are!"
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"Aha," [i]Leif softly muttered, giving Frisk another soft, affectionate squeeze. The thought of Frisky having a.. friend in her absence was nagging at the woman's mind, though, ruining the moment a bit.[/i] "You mentioned a friend, Frisk? Mind telling me about them?" [i]She really was curious, as well as.. jealous. She had a burning feeling of jealousy in her heart, burning and sizzling like a fire. Or, well, more like embers. And, depending on what Frisky would say.. said embers might just become a fire. A fire that would eat away at Leif's remaining sanity, sending her on a bloodthirsty rampage until this.. friend was dead. Edgy. [/i]
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"Oh yeah! Her name is Pan... Hmm... Let's start with the more important stuff. She's insane. Uh... Well, she's gonna die soon, something about Chaos or something like that. Also she has these weird powers that I really don't like... I mean, she's nice, but the person in her head isn't. I don't like the guy in her head... That's about it." [b]Frisky smiles over at Leif, the squint getting even squintier. She hoped that Leif wouldn't get mad at her for making a new friend. It wouldn't make sense, would it? Oh, how little she knows.[/b]
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"Right.. anything you've.. done, with her?" [i]Leif cautiously asked, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible, though her grip gradually got tighter on [b]her[/b] Frisky. Like she didn't want anyone or another to take her away - which wasn't untrue, truly.. Though, once she realized she was practically choking the lil' lady, Leif's grip immediately loosened, though remaining somewhat tight. [/i]
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"Uhh... I mean we talked for a while. I showed her the room... While you were still in it... I was a little messed up before. I may or may not have had your corpse in a chair for a really long time... You're just so beautiful... I couldn't picture putting you in the ground... You deserved better. I shouldn't have been so lazy with it." [b]Frisky gives her a squeeze, seemingly sorry for not burying her properly in her eyes. Frisky felt really bad about that, she thought that it was disrespectful to the woman she loved. The woman she wanted to spend her life with.[/b] "I'm sorry."
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[i]The rest of eternity would be more fitting, as Leif wouldn't even let death part them. That's how damned obsessive she was. She softly giggled, giving Frisky another soft squeeze and a kiss on the cheek. [/i] "It's fine, my dearest.. I could never be mad at you. You're too sweet and cuddly.. Though, I do want to get off this floor. Use my legs again.. Unless you want me to sit put? I'd do anything for you.."
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"Oh, sorry! Didn't even think of that!" [b]Frisky quickly gets off of Leif, standing up, and putting a hand out to try and help Leif up. She left her in that hole in the ground for so long... She felt so bad about it. Looking back on it, she should've made something better than that stupid stone casket.[/b] "Where to next?"
