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 Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 5:37 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 5:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:06 pm
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Dalila Harford Dalila felt like her heart had been ripped out by Lilith again, her entire world crumbling violently and rapidly. "She... doesn't love me? She can't..?" She asked in a strangled whipser.
She looked at Reelo and Melanie, tears suddenly pouring from her eyes are she watched them. "I was such a fool... I was a fool to think I was able to be loved at all....... Why am I not good enough for love?!" She finnaly screamed and hit the floor, her magick bursting all around her in her turmoil. "Why am I only good enough to be hurt?!"
Her magick was growing far too powerful for her body, but she couldn't focus enough to control it. All she could think of was her long string of hurt and betrayal, nothing in between but lies and pain. "GODDESS STOP HURTING ME!" She cried out and her magick responded to her heartache, her magick engulfing her and then turning a blinding white, her life force burning away along side her magick.
Her eyes went dull and her body felt weary, more so than when she first died. She fell to the floor, a soft choking sound issuing from her mouth as she lay motionless, vaguely feling Naomi trying to turn her over and hearing her yelling as if she was far away, "Vela! Melanie! Ri! Reelo! SOMEONE HELP HER!" As her head felt distant. |
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:34 pm
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"Straight from a demon's mouth." He muttered, crossing his arms when she moved him. Due to the fact that she was right about the pillow suggestion, Reelo did not fight her much over using her breasts as leverage- but he still didn't give in to Melanie either. "No more female tricks for me...you do what you want but I'm not participating." He nodded, looking at the bandana he held in his hand for comfort. It didn't work as well as it used to. Reelo twitched when he felt a huge displacement of air, spinning around onto his hands and knees and- call it built frustration for the situation, or just anger- But he snapped when he found the source of the problem. "Dalila! Stop- now!" He hissed, sprinting to, and through the bars finally, leaping onto her despite it being the last thing she probably needed. He cocked back his hand- a fist held there in the air, his green eyes staring into what was clearly a dying woman, but when he brought it down it was an open palm on her neck, squeezing it softly while he spoke. "Stop it- I'm not asking you, I'm telling you, I will kill you if you don't come back, I don't care how powerful you are....I don't have a loved one and I am not falling to pieces.." He growled at her, leaning in close to her face and staring into her carefully. She could kill him, or just die herself, either way he had decided something had to be done on his part. |
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 7:32 pm
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Bastet Bastet sighed as she felt the magick return to her, and shook her black head. "I didn't know I gave the human too much. This is not her time. Second time. Third time. Dammit, permanent time!" She said in exasperation.
The Goddess shook her head again and let out a series of loud mewls, vanishing from her palace and walking down a long hall towards the cell that held her once alive/dead/something Pagan follower, ten cats of a gentle mint green following her in a sort of eeire procession. Not many Pagans followed the old way, and even less her path. She had wronged Dalila by giving her too much of her own power, and this was her fault. She had to make it right. The cats began to mewl Bastet's approach to the cell, filing in and creating a path that showed her sitting in front of the cell. "My child, this is my fault. I should have laid off the n**-milk when I was granting you power." She said to the body, looking at her with a sort of calm sadness. |
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 7:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 7:58 pm
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Naomi Naomi just looked at the cat with blank eyes, her charge gone and the one who had put them together now apologizing for giving her too much. She didn't understand how life, and death, could be so cruel to them both. "This is your fault. You knew her life layout when she chose you as her patron Goddess. You gave her too much, she couldn't control it. You and your 'divine wisdom' are both cold and unknowing. You let them do this, then you gave her too much." She told the Goddess, not caring if she was violently killed for speaking to her so plainly.
She reached down and gently stroked Vela's head, trying to calm them both as she watched Melanie still petting her cousin's head. "You tore her apart with your damned personal magick. You should have known there was no way she could handle it." Naomi said quietly, then lifted Vela's first few feet into her arms and held her to her chest, petting her softly for comfort. |
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 8:42 pm
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