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Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2015 20:23:23 GMT
How long had it been? He wasn't quite sure, it just felt like a week ago.. Had it been two weeks ago? The memories played over and over nonstop, his hear wrenched from the pain, from his own sin. A murderer... That was what he was a murderer, he deserved to be here more than anyone else. He had been crying for so long, his eyes just burned from those tears... They were all gone, all the water was gone... He was thirsty, ever so thirsty, craving so much. Body so weak, he couldn't move couldn't break free if he wanted to. He had begged, absolutely begged for this mercy...This absolute horrid mercery, he didn't deserve death, he deserved to relive his brother's memories... The memory of wide eyes, those wide innocent eyes filled with horror... Beginning to darkening... Beginning to fade way.
Why... Why.. why.... Did it end out like this? The voices, they whisper, the laughed, they enjoyed his pain. He got what he deserved, he was just like they were... He should join them, become one with them... No, no... He should stay here, forever stay here... Imprisoned forever, he was not like them... he was exactly like them... No he was stronger then them... His hands laid bound, never again... never again will he stab... Never again will he heal.. They will all stay away from him, all will fear him, even in this dark pitiful stat.
Merlin, Merlin told him the honest truth of what happens... What happens one succumbs to the darkness that lurked within, the darkness he stole again and again. No, no he will not succumb to them... He refuses to be as weka as his brother... To see those shadows eatting away, all those hopes and dreams. He just wanted to heal them! Just wanted to make everyone happy! Why, why! Why! Did he fall victim? Victim to them! Why! They were stronger! They're vampires, they could handle everything! top of the food chain... why... why... did he not listen?
The whispers began taunting him, again and again... they laughed at him, called him weak... told him he should just give up, it was pointless... he would just forever starve, forever lonely, forever fade away... Fade away, sounded better than that... that horrid... monstrosity of shadows. He attempted to drown them out, he succeeded in only making the detailed stabbing all that much detailed. The crisp cold metal, the quenching sound of air leaving... The the feeling of horrid at his crime...
Lost in his mind, trapped in the yellow "do not cross" bandages that held his body and head down. He was little to unaware of actually went on around him.. Unaware of the tiny minotaurs... Unaware that the place was actually captured by heartless... Just unaware of it trapped inside a protective magical spell... Trapped in a spell of bondage and Labyrinth blindness... trapped in his own mind, wishing for it all to fade away... but wishing to stay alive for him... There was but a shadow lurking, but he knew nothing of it... felt nothing of it...
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Post by LILITH on Jul 12, 2015 6:44:06 GMT
"I told you..." Said Pride to Envy, the she-snake snickering at the blundering male snake. "You're just jealous because I'm a better observer then you are."
"Observer Lilith's ass! She even said that the boy would be locked down here!" Said the green snake bitterly.
"Uh, excuse me guys. Less talk more--"
"Yeah but I said that he was going to be laying in the last cell. It was from how the legend spoke of it. Don't you remember how the brother reacted after we had him Kill his own brother?" Pride said, completely stepping over Lilith's voice as she tried to get the snakes to calm down. Especially since they had included her in the conversation.
"No duh stupid!" Envy said. "We all know what happened after he stabbed the dumb kid! Lilith had us watch him remember? Oh wait. I think you fell asleep, Oh yeah that's right you did fall asleep, slacker!"
Pride let out an offended hiss. "Watch your mouth you--"
"EXCUSE ME!" Said Lilith stopping the fight between the two snakes in her head. It was rather distracting and pointless. Especially since what they were talking about happened a very long time ago. "You both are obnoxious. Shut up!" She said as she was walking down the hallway toward the last cell in the catacombs.
The two snakes shrunk in their spots in her mind and the space where the snakes lay was immediately silent. Gladness overwhelmed her at the prospect of that silence, for it was rare when she had nothing important going on for the snakes to be silent. Most of the time they were fighting.
But now that they reached the cell she would have shut them up anyway. Peering into it she sighed softly at how pathetic and pitiful the male looked curled up on the ground where he lay. Without hesitation she walked over to the cell door and unlocked it with a quick flick of her wrist. In her hand was the key. Yes, she'd stolen it from the wizard a very long time ago. He would never use it anyway. Now it was time for the silly little boy to come back. And this time as one of her workers.
"Simon, dear." she said softly as she opened the rusty metal door. | 炉心融解 Welcome to your life; there's no turning back. Even while we sleep we will find You acting on your best behavior. Turn your back on mother nature, Ev'rybody wants to rule the world.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2015 8:55:25 GMT
Clatter of something very heavy unlocking, his head partially picked up at the noise of it all, the "do not cross" tape preventing his head from completely looking up. The only thoughts that ran through his mind was "no, no, no... No No No! NO! NO!" panic swirling inside him, Merlin promised! Promised he wouldn't return! It had only been two weeks, there wasn't.. no no no... He began to speak softly at first, lips so dry. "don't...." oooh look someone someone actuaaally visiting us! Aboouuut time! a women's highpitch annoying voice sounded, the voice original a thief who didn't care about others... One who was very happy and looking brightly into the future with her future child after her healing... A voice Simon really wishes he never accidentally healed the woman...
Simon really didn't have the strength, patience, or energy to fight off the annoying girl voice... Luckily for him the voices switched over to a more calm male's voice who only coaxed with high interest for the visit, a sort of soothing darkness that one could easily fall victim to if they chosoe to. This voice was easily ignored, easily ignored for the visitor... The visitor who should not at all been here... Little he had no idea how much actually apssed inside that little prison of his. "Merlin... you.. promised.. Go away... I can't, I can't." Panic began filling his voice, he didn't want to kill the man.. He was starving, he would hurt whomever draws near. He wished the person would go away... Maybe they would, if he did? How does one turn in bandages? All he could do was take deep calm breathes, focusing on dulling the high sensitive senses. It had been so long sense he had smell human flesh, hearing the blood flow... How tempting, how starving. All he could do was pray the person would take a hint and leave... That's why he is here... in this prison... bandaged up... preventing any collateral damage..
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Post by LILITH on Jul 12, 2015 9:51:00 GMT
As he noticed her presence there, he became very fidgety and it was quite obvious just how much he didn't want her there. "Merlin... you.. promised.. Go away... I can't, I can't." It was kind of funny just how much he thought she was that silly wizard Merlin. But it was no surprise that his mind was so out of wack.
"Shhhh... Its alright. I am not Merlin. The wizard is at rest now." She said softly, making her way over to him. She wasn't too afraid of him hurting her. If he did she would heal. His most likely reacting being a bite and that being exactly what she wanted from him. Especially if it was her he bit.
Very very calmly and gently Lilith lowered herself next to the pale boy placing her fingers on his head and brushing his hair, almost lovingly. "Shhhh..." She said putting a little bit of her persuasive magic into her voice. "Relax my dear. Everything is alright."
Her fingers brushed his forehead and made their way down his jaw bone softly. As she coaxed him into calmness she studied the bandages closely. She already knew how to unlock them. But until her prize was calm and could trust her, there was no way she was going to let him out of their grasp so easily.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here to protect you." She said softly. | 炉心融解 Welcome to your life; there's no turning back. Even while we sleep we will find You acting on your best behavior. Turn your back on mother nature, Ev'rybody wants to rule the world.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2015 10:08:47 GMT
A female soft whispering voice sounded, the owner of the voice getting closer and closer. Wasn't Merlin? More fear than before began to fill him, then who was it? His mind made thousands upon thousands of assumptions. He knew nothing of the heartless even having a queen or human bodies, such as the thought never crossed his mind... Granted paranoia along those lines did so, just not as he would have expected.
The paranoia soon subsided with a closer and closer sound of blood pumping through a chest, all senses and logic began drowning out with his hunger. Why even the various memories and voices laying inside his head cooled off, all whispers of murder... thieving, betrayal, lying, cheating.. quieted. As the figure calmly quietly lowered herself to the ground, placing her fingers on his head ever so carefully, the sound of hunger deepened. Why he found himself drawing closer and closer to the skin, just right before internal instincts completely took over, he pulled his mouth away, squeezing his eyes shut. "Go away!" he shouted, voice still weak, pure willpower kicking in in defiance. Sensing his words may not be scary enough he shouted even louder, "I'm a Murderer! I'll kill you! Run While you have the chance."
None of his words seemed to be reaching her ears, she merely whispered softly brushing him gently. A voice of a male murderer whispered to just let it go, that she was there to help out... To take the chance, and strike. Why it was survival of the fittest! Survival of the Smartest! She didn't get the memo, end her life! That was it! He was a murderer already! Laughing filled Simon's head, memories of a terrible female murder sprawled out, odor from the murder made Simon choke back coughing.
The memory, while did actually tempt him, made him want to fight back more. That would be him... A worst version than now, an absolute worst. His eyes opened sharply looking at the figure, "You're not here to protect me! You're just one of them! Those creatures!" Who else would kill good Ol' Merlin, creep down here in the deep shadows? But one sort of creature with that power.. a creature he truly didn't know what even looked like.. act like.. Just that.. it turns the skin black; eyes yellow, and in this dark shadowy place everything was black. Were those glowing yellow eyes?
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Post by LILITH on Jul 13, 2015 8:04:03 GMT
So he was hungry. Well, he would be, with how long it had been since the last time he'd had a good meal. In the Labyrinth there was no sense of time. She wondered how long it had been for Poor Simon. Although, if he were to leave the labyrinth, how hungry would he truly be? Starving, she hoped.
"Go Away!" He shouted furiously. "I'm a Murderer! I'll kill you! Run While you have the chance."
She laughed softly and continued to trace gently around his face with her ever so soft fingers. She didn't move away from him, completely unafraid. "How could a man tied up in magic bonds kill me? Besides, you can't kill me. You couldn't even if you tried."
Her voice was still soft. She wanted to get him to calm down. She wanted him to see her as a friend. Someone to lean on no matter what troubles were in his way. He was hurting, in pain. The perfect time for her to steal his heart away and replace his mind with cold, dark thoughts.
There was a moment where he fell into a flurry of coughing, but that only lasted for a moment. Lilith pulled her hand away for that brief second and then slid her fingers in through his hair. She loved hair. His was all stiff and greasy because of the long time without shower.
She realized something real quick. His mind for now was over emotional. It was hungry. He was going to be difficult to talk to while hungry. But she'd rather him didn't drink anymore darkness yet. Didn't want him to start changing.
"You're not here to protect me! You're just one of them! Those creatures!" She smiled at him in response. But it wasn't cold or cruel or crazy. It was gentle. Her fingers moved back to his lower jaw area, where she lightly stroked his neck.
"No... I told you. I'm here to protect you dear Simon. To take away all that pain that plagues your mind." | 炉心融解 Welcome to your life; there's no turning back. Even while we sleep we will find You acting on your best behavior. Turn your back on mother nature, Ev'rybody wants to rule the world.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2015 8:28:56 GMT
Again it seemed his words made no contact, if anything he could feel the softness increase from the attackee. The female began calmly stroking his neck, there really was little he could do against this creature of darkness. All the threats made, all the sickness in his stomach, all the fear and anger... All he could do was glare sharply at her wishing her away, using what little strength there was to try and hope by some miracle she would just take the hint and leave.
Before the voices could perk up with some ridiculous encouragement of how "delicious" the women felt... She again spoke in a soft friendly tone, as if trying to trick him into believing she truly was a friend. He attempted not to listen, but the voices in his head... All the various voices spoke of how great it was, that the pain should fade away... That it would be fun and joyous to trust her, why they felt like she was worthy of trust. The fools the lot of them, why could they not see what he saw? Obviously they were drawn to her dark creature heartless... shadow of a heart. He wouldn't couldn't.
The longer the wrist held near his nose, the stronger his desire to attempt and take a bite. He could practically feel the blood vein underneath, the warm soothing juices, easily able to feed his vampire body. The whole thing made even his body shiver with want, the need to feed, but no...
She wasn't human, she was a creature... Why else would she have killed Merlin? Come this far down in the darkest of all places? It was only two weeks... Two weeks.. did the creatures hunt him down? But why, for what purpose? Again he attempted to get her away. "Not... Interested... GO... AWAY..." his throat only became dryer and weaker with each passing word, soon he wouldn't be able to speak at all.. One could easily hear it in his voice, he was on verge of dehydration and starvation... for infinity.
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Post by LILITH on Jul 13, 2015 21:29:55 GMT
He was certainly not being cooperative, now was he? She smiled gently at him though. Patience was one of her specialties. If at first one fails, try try again. Looking him over with her bright yellow eyes, she decided to try a different tactic.
Lightly, she moved her hand from his neck and to his back where she began rubbing it as if he were a small child she were trying to get to calm down from a tantrum. When she spoke it was in a soothing manor.
"Simon, I know You are afraid. Afraid of me, afraid of yourself. But its been over two centuries in the universe outside of the maze. Its time for you to stop wallowing in your own sadness and start doing something with the life you are wasting. If you didn't want to hurt anyone else, why did you keep yourself alive? Simon, you're a vampire. Its a vampire's job to spill blood."
With that she pulled her hand away from his back and took out a very small knife that she had within her own pocket. And it may have been small, but it was very very sharp. With it she sliced at her own skin, not too deep and not too wide of a cut. Only big enough to bleed a few drops of blood. In which case she held her finger high over Simon's own head, to ensure that he didn't bite her directly.
Drip... Drip... Drip... Three drops landed on the ground in front of his face and then she pulled her hand away and stuck her finger in her mouth for a couple seconds. "I know you're hungry. You haven't eaten in two centuries." | 炉心融解 Welcome to your life; there's no turning back. Even while we sleep we will find You acting on your best behavior. Turn your back on mother nature, Ev'rybody wants to rule the world.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2015 22:53:07 GMT
The atackee's hand moved ever so gently from his neck to his back, rubbing as if trying to release the stress build-up over the past week. Speaking in the same soft gentle manor she broke the news to him. That he was afraid of it all, that it hadn't been 2 weeks but rather two hundred years. That it was just time to get over himself. She cooed reminding him he was a vampire and it was his job to cause problems to harm others, to scare those around.
The voices joined in hers, playing at her words, adding to her words. That this was alright, that this was things were. Lives were meant to bleed, betrayed, and more. It was a part of life, there was no God, no hero, no nothing. That he was just being foolish, time had passed, there was no going back. This was all just pointless to be locked up, what did it truly achieve? He was here, he was a vampire immortal, it was just time to move on. He attempted to drown out all the voices, sounds, just a big useless white noise. He was a monster, he should just stay locked up!
Slowly the attackee pulled her hand away, he watched her closely still holding that sharp glare. Every bit of his mind hoped she was planning to leave, that the blood within her veins pulling at him would just disappear... All alone once again, all forgotten for good for his sins. No, it wasn't that easy... She came all this way down, she wasn't going to leave that easily. His eyes widened with fear he began struggling in the binds, a pointless feat. "No! No! Sto-op" There it was he choked back the last word, he no longer had the energy to speak, he was all dried up.
He could only watch in horror as the small knife made its contacting with the skin. His eyes gradually growing redder and redder, sharper and sharper, with hunter instincts and hunger. A small pool of blood began to form over the finger, every inch of his body shivered wanting to feed. Why he was barely holding on a small thread of sanity, a small thread of his crimes. The voices drowned out with his own raging need to feed. He only watched in horror as the blood in ever slow motion fell to the ground, the scent following all the way down. The tantalizing iron smell, mixed with incredible sweetness of the red blood cells, sourness of plasma, the the... overwhelming water... As soon as she spoke he went in utter berserk mode.
With every bit of his last strength he pulled at the binds, fangs extremely sharp, eyes looking deadlier than that of a hunting Heartless. He pulled with all his strength, clearly shown with huffs and gruff, and eye focus constantly changing. The binds only budged a few centimeters. The only language he seemed to speak with grunts of want and need, a total animal craving to be released.
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Post by LILITH on Jul 14, 2015 0:39:36 GMT
She watched his eyes turn crimson, the same color as the blood that drip drip dripped from her finger. The moment her voice ended she watched as his body and mind changed completely. Everything normal and natural about him was drowned out by the intense hunger that he felt. It had been a very long time since he'd eaten. It had actually surprised her just how much he'd kept himself together even as she walked into the room.
But the maze wasn't in time and so it was possible that it seemed to him and his body to be a much less time than what was really happening. His vampire instincts kicked in and she knew what would have to come next before anything else. He would have to feed from her if she wanted him to speak to her anymore.
From her lips there was a very soft chuckle. Much quieter than that of his own Panic. There was only one other time she had allowed the fangs of a vampire to pierce her skin and that was when the brother of this vampire was to be tricked into taking her constantly created, unstoppable darkness. This time she anticipated differently. Her direct blood would be needed and taken. If she were a normal Somebody, she would probably die. She knew that if she timed this all wrong, she possibly could.
Taking a soft breath she moved in closer to him and as an immediate reaction she was pulled into his embrace... | 炉心融解 Welcome to your life; there's no turning back. Even while we sleep we will find You acting on your best behavior. Turn your back on mother nature, Ev'rybody wants to rule the world.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2015 1:07:25 GMT
It was an instant, there was no split second thought in his mind of her own actions and how long it had taken her to get there. All he knew one second he couldn't reach her divine delicious blood, the next he somehow managed to wrap around her. His hunter instincts told him exactly what was the best place to bite, how to bite it, and create a quick flow blood. Where he choose? The neck, his fangs sank deep, soon retracted to let him easily feed without plugging the two holes that had been created.
The taste, more more... He could practically felt ten times better doubling by the second. Had it been this long? This was the absolutely the worst hunger he ever had, logic had long lost him. He didn't care if he ate the whole body of the foolish female that decided visit him. Yes, he didn't care she died right here, it was what she deserved. This was a hungry vampire, he warned her, the voices encouraged him nagged him on.
This was hunger, he was a predator, let the female body drop. Drop drop! More and more, an almost endless supply, no not endless it would end it, she gradually grew cold from the warm oxygen lose.... Grow cold and die for good. With his gradual senses returned, with his sense of hugner and dehydration finally returned... He realized, he remembered, he wasn't a murderer... No he fed just to feed, let the prey live... Leave them be.
He pulled away, strength fighting the binds dropped, tears began to pitifully gathering in his eyes. If the body dropped painfully to the ground, he really didn't care... It should be alive, it lose more blood than inhumanely possible... ITs Blood bank quickly grew back. What was IT! What was HER! The heartless, had to be, they could be human.. That was it, and he drank from her... Drank from a heartless, his body it would be condemned he just know it...
His heart searched for any changes, any thrills, anything.. Nothing, nothing changed, just his action.. His show of weakness. He would have easily murdered her if she was human, tears brought up to his eyes. He was raised in a respectful royal family, one who believed themselves above such things. It was barbaric to kill another through feeding, it would destroy worlds, their main food source. Strategically there was no advantage by killing the prey, especially without considering the chance of it being the last prey ever.
The voices came back much stronger than before, they yelled at him... Complained at him, Kill her! Kill the wrench! She deserved to die! She was foolish! He was a predator. He began growling blood leeking down his face, "SHUT IT ALL OF YOU!" Instantly all the various memories of torture, women slaughter, and just horrors.. ended leaving him and only him... Well and that obnoxious one women's voice who sloppily selfishly stated, "You could have at least said please, you pathetic creature. Can't even take your rights. Hmph!" her voice soon left.. leaving him only with his thoughts... Something he was quite thankful for.
He flicked his eyes toward the woman, tears still streaming down his face from the almost attempted murder. Forgetting that she wasn't inhumane, that she should technically be dead... He hoped by some chance that there was a good reason for her being here... besides the whole "protect" and being what he partially hoped wasn't... a heartless. "Ar-ar-are you alright? Yo-yo-you should have just left, instead of doing that." He gave a growl of frustration, his brotherly protection streak kicking in. "That was foolish! I warned you, you fool, if you're dead! I'll have to smell you for damn eternity! Please don't die! Damn it!"
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Post by LILITH on Jul 14, 2015 10:32:51 GMT
It took no time at all for Simon to sink his teeth into her skin, spilling the blood. As he did so her eyes widened in shock and she grabbed onto his shirt tightly with both hands in deep pain. There was a great difference between allowing a sane kind vampire to take your darkness compare to that of a raging vampire who hadn't eaten in a couple centuries. His methods were harsh, aiming to kill. She was not his main priority as a person.
As she began quickly loosing blood faster than she was gaining it, she began to think, that maybe, just maybe, she was actually going to die there. Two people flashed before her eyes as she became too week to even hang onto him anymore. Her rapid breathing became very shallow and her legs collapsed under her own weight. He held onto her a few seconds more before she clattered to the ground.
For several moments she was still. Her eyes so heavy that she began to fear they would close and never open again. She heard his voice loudly, but she couldn't comprehend what it was he was shouting. Perhaps for once in her life she had made a fatal mistake... What if she actually died here.
"Mistress! Mistress wake up! Don't you dare pass out! DON'T PASS OUT!" Hissed Pride and suddenly her thoughts were drowned out by those of the snakes screaming within her own head. Everyone but Sloth was throwing insults, begging, and overall hissing at her not to die. This gave her energy. At least enough to move. She lifted her hand to her face and grabbed her neck where she'd been bitten.
After a few more moments of gathering her strength, she lifted herself slowly and was able to lean herself against the wall. She continued to hold her neck Her bangs covering her eyes. She was definitely weak. And if anyone else had seen her here they would have the perfect opportunity to kill her, but she had made sure that no one would be able to interrupt her time here. Hopefully she'd be completely and utterly safe, despite the "dangerous" vampire sitting within the cage with her wrapped tightly in magic bonds, just like his younger brother.
It took her awhile to gain composure enough to speak. "Silence." She said. Her voice no louder then a whisper, and immediately the voices in her head quieted. Anything that Simon had said to her in the last fifteen minutes had been lost to her. Already she was going through small calculations in her mind. She knew she would have to feed the vampire, and she was completely prepared to have actually died for the cause of it. But she certainly was thanking the utter darkness for the fact that she was alive. She knew it had to be done and had even prepared herself for it in different ways. But nothing could have prepared her for how much blood she'd lost and knew she'd have the effects of it for several days. She'd have to lock herself deep in the depths of her and scorpius's home and get sleep, despite how much she hated the idea.
She hadn't known what she expected from allowing a Vampire to drink most, if not all, her on hand blood. But it certainly hadn't been the way she was feeling now.
The sacrifices she made for this kingdom to happen, better have been worth it. For out of the many sacrifices, she'd seen very little progress, at least not as quickly as she would have liked it to go. Good thing she was a very patient person. | 炉心融解 Welcome to your life; there's no turning back. Even while we sleep we will find You acting on your best behavior. Turn your back on mother nature, Ev'rybody wants to rule the world.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2015 5:41:52 GMT
She began to moving, he was slightly relief slightly deathly afraid that she was moving. She was alive, but it meant she wasn't exactly your average joe... When she was finally completely up, holding her neck were the bite was, he swore her mouth moved to the word silence. The word... it had so much meaning, was she telling him to silence? Or was it more than that, he had voices in his head, such a thing wasn't an oddity to him.
He watched her closely, not that he really had a choice in the matter being binded to only on area.. and well in a prison cell with nothing else to do. His mind circulated whether or not she was heartless, now that his strength had completely returned his night-vision was better than ever. He could clearly see she looked like an average human, even tasted like tat of a human. Just who was she? What was she doing here? Why was she not killed by his bite, what did she have immortal blood or something? Then... where he was from.. such a thing was a norm.
He was a patient man, who liked the silence deep in a prison. But even a man of patience and silence could not stand having no company for many endless weeks... No... Years... hundreds of years she said... That couldn't be. He looked around at the cell seeing no major changes.. Till it hit him, the ironbars were rusted... the plants had actually grown so much larger.. why some were even began to glow. When did that happen? How had he not realized or noticed it before? How did this maze work, he knew so little of it... Besides is imprisonment... He gave a slight sigh before speaking out to her. "You silenced... something. What did you silenced? You're not human, are you? You're not heartless either... Just what are you?" There he asked, if she didn't answer so be it, he can move on... To no where... Maybe she was right? 200 years... 200 years... was his parents even still alive? Still grieving? Why did he even think of them when he left? No, they probably disowned him moved on... They could easily have had another ten sons, they were immortals, all time in the world.
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Post by LILITH on Jul 18, 2015 17:11:11 GMT
She was tired... Weak. If any of he other Subordinates saw her like this, they'd probably take that opportunity to take her out. If Nagi saw her like this, he'd probably yell at her for being too reckless. It wasn't what he probably would have done 200 years ago, but she liked the new him. It kept her moving forward. And they had grown and become more mature over the last couple hundred years. Why wouldn't they be different, especially after 20 years of being apart. Their worlds had changed.
"You silenced... something. What did you silenced? You're not human, are you? You're not heartless either... Just what are you?"
There was a moment of pause as Lilith composed herself just a little bit more, thinking of her answer. She was exhausted, but that didn't stop a little smile from playing on her lips. This was where she would have said something smart and witty, but her brain wasn't working well.
"I am a queen, and a queen needs her advisors doesn't she?" She asked very softly. She had an idea. The younger boy had told her the time they'd met, that he saw the memories of those he "cured." And often times heard the voices of their old selves. She'd made enormous sacrificed for both of these boys. They had better have been worth the effort. All she had to do was get Simon to become a heartless and she would have them both. What she would do with them was special. They wouldn't hold an entirely all around high place in her army. But you can bet they would be on the front lines.
"After all... Sometimes those Advisors don't know their own place and must be silenced to fit the setting."
"HEY!" Said half the snakes within her mind. "I resent that you old hag!" Envy said bitterly. | 炉心融解 Welcome to your life; there's no turning back. Even while we sleep we will find You acting on your best behavior. Turn your back on mother nature, Ev'rybody wants to rule the world.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2015 17:23:58 GMT
After a moment of pause a smile seemed to trace against her lips, just what was she was playing at? She began speaking very softly that she was a queen, and needed her advisers. He noticed she dodged his question of just "what" she was, this made him grow slightly weary of her. Maybe this was a new strand of evil?
She began to continue on about the advisers, and that they most know their place to better fit a setting. He would never have considered the voices of the memories in his head as "advisers", if anything they only gave ill "advise". Then she was probably for a world where this was normal, he would never consider she has a similar power to his... It was well "special" a "rarity" and most importantly "destructive" to the user.
Still holding the same seriousness, the same observing this little visitor he repeated his question. She will not be getting away that easily, unless she of course' left, wouldn't that have been nice? "I don't care of your title status, Queen Bee. Just. What. Are. You."
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