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originally posted in:The New Dojo
2/4/2017 1:52:24 AM
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The voice laughs, a low, raspy sound.
[b][i]The feeling is mutual, oh friend of ny bearer. But alas, I am bound to this one, Fionn, until our death.[/i][/b]
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"Your soul is stubborn, which is why you speak. Find peace. Accept your form, and be silent."
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The laughter resumes. [b][i]Accept my form? Foolish child, I made this form! I chose this to avenge those slayn unjustly by your kind![/i][/b] Fionn winces, as though in pain.
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"You shall seek no vengeance for as long I live. Oh hater mine..."
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The voice hisses in disgust. "Enough!" Fionn growls. They feel the presence jolt as if struck bwfore it retracts itself back towards the knife. [b][i]As you say, oh bearer. I beg pardon.[/i][/b] It whispers before retreating entirely from their minds. "I bloo'y hate that snake." Fionn murmers.
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"Wish-dragon. Not snake," Mia says.
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"Well he acts more like a snake, bloo'y reptile." He growls. "I'm guessing you're both wonderin' why I have the knife?"
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"Duh," Mia says.
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"Alright. I got it abou' fifteen years ago from... A friend. Turns out it wan's ta die, but can't because of how powerful it is. So I amde a deal with it..."
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"You idiot."
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[spoiler]I can't tell which one is talking, could you specify more in later replies?[/spoiler] "Hear me out. This thing has lurved a long time in the knife, and wants to die. But 'e can't. 'Es too powerful for even suicide. Also, he's real violent. So I made a deal. He helps me fight the darkness, an' in return, I linked him to my light. When my light dies, it'll kill 'em."
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"That... sucks," Sarah said.
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"You 'ave no bloo'y idea." He sighs. "I've 'een tryin' to find a way to kill him withou' dieing. But no luck."
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"This is why I don't make deals with Ahamkara," Mia says.
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"Well, it was 'at or let him try an' corrupt the next guardian he found."
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"I understand..." Sarah replied.
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"Do ya? Really?" He asks, looking unconvinced.
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"I.. understand on a level you cannot comprehend..." She thought back to long time ago, when she was first exiled. All the friends she had give up... to save them...
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Fionn look down at the knife, obvious hatred for it in his gaze. "You two aren't going to tell anyone about this, are you?" He finally asks.
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"If Sarah broke a promise to anyone, you'd have to try to keep her from killing herself," Mia said, "On the other hand, I can't make any guarantees."
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He sighs. "Fine. I honestly deserve ta ge' kicked o' the Tower anyways." He picks up the knife, twirling it and sheathing it.
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"Home..." Sarah whimpered. Her eyes turned void-purple, and tears glistened in them.
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Fionn looks close to tears as well, it's obvious he misses the Tower a lot more than he lets on. "Are you alright, Sarah?" He asks her.
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"I'm... I'm fine," she insists. Even as the tears stream down her cheeks, she manages to say that. She turns away, wings growing from her back and turning Indigo.
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He looks like he wants to comfort her, but is unsure how. The knife continues to radiat darkness.
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Mia had disappeared. The Huntress had no time to deal with her softie sister. Sarah sat down, crying silently as it all flooded her mind. Every. Single. Memory. Her wings turned purple as a result.
