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Post by Ereshkigal on Mar 24, 2008 18:55:41 GMT -6
"No!" Ereshkigal snaps. She starts pacing the room like a trapped, frightened animal, her boot heels clicking hard against the wood. The dress writhes like a live thing around her ankles, almost whipping with agitation. She turns back to look at Regent and spreads her arms.
"I can't. This control- I can't hold it. It's already slipping. I can feel it, hear it. I can hear them, you, all of you, screaming." The little Pe'Ri wraps her arms around her middle and shakes her head.
"If I go back now it'll be just as bad as when I left. It might be worse. We all know what will happen if I lose control. I won't endanger my people or my realm like that. Not again, never again. I can't go home until I can control my powers- no matter how long it takes." She looks around at all of them, her gaze coming back to Regent as she says her next words slowly- so there is no question about the truth of them.
"Because if I return too soon, I will destroy everything."
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Post by Lysandor on Mar 25, 2008 9:38:19 GMT -6
Lysandor accepts the towel and begins to wipe off the worst of the mess. He remains in the kitchen, standing where he can still see Regent, Ereshkigal, and Ciel over the top of the bar, and they him.
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Mar 25, 2008 9:39:35 GMT -6
Regent's sparking eyes look to her with a hurt expression. He sighs heavily as his eyes drift to Ciel and Lysandor. "The fact remains majesty, your kingdom is in grave peril. We are at your disposal. What would you have your servants do to aid you... so that you may again return their beloved queen to her troubled people and return your broken kingdom to its former glory? Time grows short my queen, we must act swiftly if we are to retrieve her from the throws of death and halt her slide into certain ruin."
He raises his hand as the miniature map of the kingdom appears before them all, filling the room with the full of the illusion. Areas of the map burn where the insurrections have erupted and the cancer that grows in the outlands. He then speaks softly. "Soon these rebellious forces will become a credible threat as the problem surmounts to contain them. They are relentless as they seek power and continue to swallow up more resources for their cause. Their strides and subterfuge have made them stronger and I fear they merely seek the right opportunity to make a direct strike against the capital."
The map zooms in to the city as the mass of demons clash in the tiny streets and the empire's weakened legion struggles to keep their hold on the decaying city. He returns his gaze to her with a look of impatience and uneasiness as he awaits her answer.
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Post by Admin on Mar 25, 2008 11:53:30 GMT -6
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