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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/19/2016 10:19:33 PM
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[i]"I got tired of home again."[/i]
[b]She lied, her red eyes staring ahead with a empty glaze. She forced herself to sound normal, if not much more quiet than before. She could only change her looks so much, unable to remove physical wear and tear that had removed most her shape. But she had done a good job, built to fool anyone. The only thing that was missing was the glowing lines, the soft glow, and her eye color. The Elune species was strange like that...[/b]
[b]Unfortunately, she had nothing else to say... She didn't so much as move or shuffle. Rigid and cold, like a protective wall now encased her. The exploits of the world had quickly been locked up as Chloe's eyes had been opened. All she could see was a black haze.[/b]
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"What happened to you?" [i] He asks quietly, focusing his eyes on hers..those bottomless pools of darkness full of warmth and protectiveness, oddly enough. At least, that's the vibe he gave off anyway. He wasn't so cold and jaded at the moment, perhaps it was the alcohol, or perhaps he'd missed her. No..Desmond didn't have feelings, he didn't miss people. Did he? [/i] "Don't lie to me." [i] He added on, that same tone of his a ghostly whisper, barely audible over the wind at the height they were. It didn't take a genius to know something about her was off. She was more closed off than normal, more reluctant to say anything. The Ka'kari helped, giving Desmond hints at when something was amiss with..well, anything. Kind of like a sixth sense, the perks of having another consciousness inside of you: it'd saved his life more times than he could count. [/i]
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[i]"It's not your burden to bare."[/i] [b]She remarked, surprisingly cold. It wasn't intentional, but she didn't want to describe what had happened. She was safe now and wasn't going to look back. She didn't so much as turn to Desmond, even her personality seemed to bend away from him.[/b] [b]But for once, the real difference between her and the other Elune began to shine through. Chloe had been so full of life and so hopeful... So much so that her eyes glowed a bright orange. Now, they were the plain red most other Elune shared. Even her skin had lost it's pale light. She was a husk of her former self... And now, she had closed off.[/b]
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"I don't care whether it is or not. Something happened to you, your skin and eyes don't even look the same, like a candle that's been snuffed out." [i] He said with more than a little annoyance in his voice. He hated that something was obviously wrong but she wouldn't let him in and talk to him. He was the last person to criticize someone about letting people in, but he didn't care if he was being hypocritical. He'd be damned if she just sat there like she was enduring a personal hell and he didn't even make an attempt. [/i] "What did this to you Chloephina?"
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[i]"My home is gone..."[/i] [b]She didn't need to say more. It carried a lot of weight as it was. She had lost everything... Well, except Desmond... Which is why she had decided to come back.[/b]
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"And everyone with it." [i] He stated, not a question. She wouldn't be here if she had anything remaining back home for her.[/i] "Those people that Aurox said were trying to seize control, they did, didn't they?"
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[i]"Yes. All that's left is their House. The leader used to be a childhood friend... But we came from very different places..."[/i] [b]She sighed, her eyes closing as she let her shoulders slump and head hang. She was tired and still in pain. It would be awhile before she could close her wounds...[/b]
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Edited by Will: 12/19/2016 11:33:22 PM"What did he do to you?" [i] This time, Desmond emphasized the word "you." He wanted to know if she'd been personally harmed or sought out. If she had been..Desmond wouldn't be a happy camper. [/i]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 12/20/2016 1:39:20 AM[i]"I told you it's not your burden to bare."[/i] [b]She repeats, much more firm this time, as if a nerve had been struck. Anger was unusual for her. Desmond hadn't ever seen her more than concerned or upset. But anger? It was like Chloe's antithesis.[/b] [b]But the way her neck muscles tensed, her fingers curling up into small fists... This was anger.[/b]
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[i] Desmond sighs and runs his hands over his face. She was beyond frustrating. Not because she was trying to be, but because she was the exact opposite of him and he had no idea how to talk to her. He reached down to his side and grabbed the bottle of scotch, rearing back and hurling off the rooftop. A second later, the shatter of glass could be heard, only slightly satisfying Desmond's temper. [/i] [quote]That relieving at all?[/quote] [i][b]A bit.[/b][/i]
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[b]She watched the bottle as it went with a crash, wincing at the sound of glass scattering upon impact.[/b] [b]She wasn't sure what to do now, after all... Her entirety had been pulled out from under her. Stay here? Rebuild what she had? Or do something else entirely...[/b] [i]"One day I'll find the courage to leave nothing unsaid..."[/i] [b]She mumbled, moreso repeating a phrase long since taught in the past.[/b] [i]"Is this all you do...? Sit?"[/i] [b]She asked, realizing how much Desmond tended to... Well, do nothing. She had never been one for idle meditation unless she could multitask.[/b]
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Edited by Will: 12/20/2016 2:05:13 AM"I don't have much to do. You leaving and me almost dying, I've grown fond of the quiet." [i] What he didn't tell her was what he was using that quiet time for. He would get his vengeance on the men who'd tried to kill him and Lucien, the men who'd forced him to turn his body into a host for the Black Ram, and he'd rip the Red Ka'kari from that Ka'Karifers corpse. He also didn't mention the fact that most of his time there had been spent shadowing Chloe for her safety. Without that to occupy him, well..he didn't have anything to do. [/i]
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[i]"I see. I hope I didn't disturb it too much."[/i] [b]Chloe rubbed her left shoulder, her joints still tense. She wanted to lay down, but she didn't even trust the ground beneath her. She wasn't even sure if she could trust Desmond. When she thought about it, she didn't know much about him... And he didn't know much about her. And the more she thought, the more angry and confused she became. What was her motivation? What was his?[/b] [b]Eventually, she picked herself up on wobbly legs, taking in a deep breath as she searched her arms and legs for any trace of her lost energy. She had never been so weak to loose something so important... But this felt different too. It was if her power had been sucked away, devoured even.[/b] [i]"I don't know what to do..."[/i] [b]She admitted, the helplessness apparent in her voice.[/b]
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"I haven't known what to do for the past five years, Chloephina." [i] He says quietly, standing up next to her, shoulders almost brushing. He wasn't that much taller than her, he was built like a wetboy. Short and lithe. Only about 5'8", his presence was more than imposing for people who took his build for a joke. [/i] "The first moment of purpose I've seen, was when I met you." "Even if you don't know what to do, I'm here to help you with that. I make for lousy company but I like to think I'm a decent friend..at times." [i] Was this..compassion from Desmond? Such odd words to hear from him. It wasn't pity, no, his words were genuine. [/i]
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[i]"You need a new purpose."[/i] [b]She responded harshly, the tables slowly turning. Right now, she didn't want protection. She didn't want to be watched. If anything, she just wanted a companion.[/b] [i]"Things change, Desmond. People change. Find something more productive. I just want a friend... It's all I ever really wanted... Not a guard..."[/i] [b]She presses her hands to her face, applying pressure as to block out the bad memories. Everything had fallen apart... Desmond was the only constant, but Chloe wasn't even sure if that was a positive.[/b]
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Edited by Will: 12/20/2016 3:23:09 AM"No one said you needed a guard." [i] He said, digging the heels of his palms into the area right above his eyes like he had a headache he was trying to get rid of. Chloe frustrated the living hell out of him sometimes.[/i] If you want productivity, I'll gladly go hunt down the men that tried to kill me and skin them alive for what they did. Productive enough?" [i]He paused.[/i] "I want to be your friend Chloephina." [i] He said quietly, resting his elbows on his knees and his head on his hands. He really wished he hadn't thrown that scotch. [/i]
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[i]"Then that's good enough... Not much else left."[/i] [b]She peeled her hands away, looking out over the Dojo-scape. Was it real? This life she was living?[/b] [i]"So what now? I can't stay here... I need to find something to do. Make myself useful."[/i] [b]She wasn't in a condition to be useful, but she'd be damned if she didn't try.[/b]
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"Well before you go off trying to find your life's calling, How about we see to whatever wounds you have right now, first? You're wincing each time you move." [i] He said dryly. She couldn't tell, but he was extremely displeased with the fact. [/i]
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[i]"What do you propose...?"[/i] [b]She asked, not hiding the fact that she was in fact in heavy pain.[/b] [i]"You don't seem like a doctor."[/i] [b]She grimaced and pressed her side which caused her to wince, the wound still there. She was surprised though, the bleeding had stopped and it wasn't soaking through.[/b]
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"I'm not." [quote]But I am.[/quote] [i] The Ka'kari said, it's lazy and drawling voice audible to the both of them. [/i] [quote]Well, not entirely a doctor, but you get the idea. Where are the wounds, Chloe?[/quote] [i] Odd how Desmond called her Chloephina and the Ka'kari called her Chloe.[/i] [i]But wasn't the Ka'kari bonded to Desmond? How would this even work? [/i]
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[b]Slowly, she peeled up the vest, revealing a large gash from a serrated weapon right above her stomach. It stretched across part of her back where the bottom of a black tattoo showed ever so slightly. Hard to make out what it was...[/b] [b]The second wound was just above her right hip, a burn mark. Those were the most significant... But smaller cuts, bruises, and wounds littered her body. But it proved something. She was strong willed. Not many could handle such pain. Lots would buckle under the aches and searing feeling.[/b] [b]She felt exposed, having to move her vest and pants ever so slightly. But she figured it was all to relieve her ailments.[/b]
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[i] Desmond gritted his teeth at the sight of her wounds, but didn't say anything. There was nothing he could do except heal them for her. [/i] "Congratulations, Chloephina. You get to feel what it's like to wield a Ka'kari." [i] Desmond says, holding out his palm. The familiar oily black substance begins to seep through his fingers and palm, eventually forming into the well known, runic covered orb Chloe and grown accustomed to seeing from time to time: the Black [url=https://imgur.com/a/DYoW9]Ka'kari[/url].[/i] "The Ka'kari, all six of them are able to be wielded by those who can acquire them, but only some can make the full use of their abilities by forming a symbiotic bond with them: these people are called Ka'karifers and they are few and far between." [i] So there were six of these magical artifacts? Interesting to know.[/i] [quote]One of my capabilities is healing at an accelerated rate, which is what's going to heal those nasty wounds.[/quote] [i]Desmond held out his palm, the orb pulsing with magical energy like a bomb. Chloe could practically feel the archaic magical power this Ka'kari possessed. [/i]
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[b]She shivered at the strange thought of being healed by something other than her own powers. Oh well, better than nothing.[/b] [i]"I hope this doesn't hurt..."[/i] [b]She mumbled, guessing that it didn't matter either way... Khazz's marks hurt... And she doubted the Ka'Kari could do much worse at this point.[/b]
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[quote]It won't. Probably.[/quote] [i] The Ka'kari said audibly, chuckling in that same echoing voice as Desmond rolled his eyes and placed the Ka'kari into her hands. The Ka'kari was cold and metallic feeling, with grooves etched into it all over. Immediately, the runic orb began to melt and stretch its way over her skin, crawling over her body. It wasn't painful like it had joked, but it certainly felt strange. Warm with magical energy, and very smooth feeling along with having the consistency of molten plastic, almost. It seemed to attach to her skin in a way like it was a second skin, swarming over her flesh until every thing from her neck down was covered in the sleek, oily black substance. The sensation that came with it though, was the most interesting. Or abysmal, rather. It felt like Chloe was staring into an endless void, thoughts lost into a dark abyss where no light every reached and nothing crawled out of it. That was the sensation that came over her, one of emptiness and quite frankly, a bottomless pit. Was this what Desmond felt all the time..? [/i]
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[b]Chloe grimaced at the empty feeling, her stomach even rumbling at the sensation. She felt sick. She couldn't stand this kind of feeling. It wasn't harming her... And yet, it was...[/b] [b]She took a deep breathe and let the Ka'Kari swarm over here, her eyes closing as she tried to focus on something else.[/b]
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[quote]Breathe, Chloe. I'm known as the Devourer for a reason. [/quote] [i] The Ka'kari spoke, but this time it was in her head. That same lazy time invading close to her thoughts, far deeper in her mind now that it was seemingly a part of her for the next few minutes. But even as she tried to overcome that empty feeling, she could feel a bitter cold where her wounds were, the feeling of her flesh knitting itself back together and the burns, bruises, and cuts going away ever so slowly breaking through the dark feeling into her mind.[/i]
