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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/16/2016 9:04:59 PM
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[i]Pan gets off your back and stands in front of you. You can see tears running down her face as she places a hand on your shoulder.[/i]
"Help. Me. Please. I can't do this anymore. I'm using the last of my strength to tell you that I can't use my powers anymore. If I do there won't be any going back. Also..."
[i]Pan chuckles through her crying.[/i]
"...don't go too hard on John."
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[b]I slide my helmet off again. I look at Pan in the eyes.[/b] "I only need to know one thing. How old are you? Hell, all I need to know is if you're above the age of consent."
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[i]Pan shrugs.[/i] "I don't know, sorry. My memory only goes back a month."
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"Dammit. Well, I'm still gonna go talk to him."
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"Just...play nice, Grant." [i]Pan feints.[/i]
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[b]I sigh as I pick her up, carrying her off.[/b]
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[i]You can see Pan's eyes open and close every once and a while.[/i]
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[b]I carry her over to my room, and set her in the extra cot I have, until she wakes up.[/b]
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[i]A very tired Pan opens her eyes and looks around. Her voice sounds exauhsted.[/i] "Where am I?"
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"You're in my room, kiddo. Are you okay? You glad me worried."
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[i]Pan's voice returns to its child like state that Grant knows best.[/i] "Yes, father. I believe I'm okay, but for some reason *yawn* I'm extremely tired."
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"You're tired because the real you came out for a second. The one that was before all what you are now. They only told me one thing. To make you stop using your powers. And something else, forget all I said about JT earlier. I was just really angry."
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[i]Pan seems confused.[/i] "This is the real me, father! What're you talkin' about? Don't use my powers?! Ha!"
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"No, who you were, before all that Chaos nonsense came out. They said to tell you to stop using your powers."
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[i]Pan's eye emitted a red mist as her right arm started to be surrounded by a red aura.[/i] "There's nothing wrong with my powers, father."
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"She said they were killing you."
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"No, they're f-" [i]Her arm catches on fire and immediatley stops. Burns are left on her arm. Pan starts to cry from the pain.[/i]
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"Jesus Christ!" [b]I run over, pulling some healing powder from my coat. I rub it into the wound.[/b] "See what I mean?!"
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[i]Pan protects her burnt right arm with her left.[/i] "Ow! It's fine! That had nothing to do with my powers!"
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"Then what was it?"
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[i]Pan gets frustrated.[/i] "Well!....umm.....I don't know, but I'm not gonna stop!"
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"You gotta! It's gonna kill you!"
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"I can't stop! What are you going to do to stop me, huh?!"
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"If I can't stop you... I'll find someone else to. I'm not having another daughter die on me."
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[i]Pan groans in pain as she gets off the bed.[/i] "Good luck with that! I'm going to go use as much power as I can!"
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"Pan... Don't. I can't stop you, but that'll kill you, and..." [b]I clench my fist. A tear runs down my cheek.[/b] "And DAMMIT I don't want to lose another daughter!"
