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Post by Stage on Oct 14, 2018 0:25:08 GMT
The two women walked in silence. Anzhela did not know for how long. The sea had grasped her attention too tightly to keep any sort of measure. At one point, she thought she had seem the swell of a gigantic back beneath the waves, but a blink had dismissed it. It must have been only in her imagination.
She was not imagining the thin, black outline of a distant shore though. They were almost there.
"Shore ahead," the redheaded Lexian informed Lorina, twisting her head back to address the taller, somehow even paler woman. She made to turn back, but something kept her eyes on her companion.
"More dzhanglo... forest... ahead. Need clothe? Dzhanglo will leave cuts on..."
Anzhela held her hands, cupped, far in front of her chest.
"Bafire."
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Post by Executus Gira on Oct 14, 2018 0:55:28 GMT
Lorina didn't have to be an expert in the sable's native tongue to understand what she meant. " I'll be fine, one way or another. The leafs won't cut."
Behind her, the mist she was generating flowed across the sand and across the waves. Each step she took barely seemed to leave an imprint behind, as if she wasn't really there at all.
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Post by Stage on Oct 14, 2018 1:02:09 GMT
"Okay," the redhead shrugged. "But need them before we hit town. I will not be saw with a... nadostskoy. Naked lover. Could be arrest."
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Post by Executus Gira on Oct 14, 2018 1:36:02 GMT
"I plan on being clothed by the time we enter the nearest town." Lorina responded.
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Post by Stage on Oct 14, 2018 1:38:31 GMT
Anzhela clutched her dark, think top defensively. "Mine stay on me. No steal."
The woman's eyes and tone were serious, but her mouth curled up slightly.
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Post by Executus Gira on Oct 14, 2018 1:55:10 GMT
If Lorina caught the mouth movement, she gave no indication of it. "That's fine. I have my own."
She twitched her hand, and the dark mist came to her. It flowed around her body, and began to solidify, as an identical set of clothes to the ones she had ripped off prior.
"As much as I hate what I am, and hate the circumstances of my powers, they have their uses." She admitted.
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Post by Stage on Oct 14, 2018 1:58:38 GMT
Anzhela gave a low whistle after blinking for a moment. "Must be useful. For when you have man, no? Wear whatever he like."
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Post by Executus Gira on Oct 14, 2018 2:16:08 GMT
"If only it were that simple... I wish I could live a normal life like that."
Lorina shook her head. As beautiful as the seaway scenery had been, it couldn't keep the dark thoughts in her mind at bay. " But that's a dream beyond me."
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Post by Stage on Oct 14, 2018 2:18:47 GMT
The Lexian scoffed. "You are big, pretty woman with... ugrumnyy bafire. You could have any man want."
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Post by Executus Gira on Oct 14, 2018 2:21:47 GMT
"I could... you are right about that. But that doesn't mean I would have a happy life afterward, no matter how hard I could try."
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Post by Stage on Oct 14, 2018 2:23:30 GMT
"If say," Anzhela shrugged. "But sounds to me you want to be unhappy. I would take powers if could. Better than serve Sable to live."
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Post by Executus Gira on Oct 14, 2018 2:38:19 GMT
"I don't want to be unhappy. Believe me, there's nothing I want more than to be happy and live an actual life on my own choice. But... these powers I have, they carry a darkness with them, a darkness stained with blood and malice. They are a curse, a horrible nightmare I can never awaken from, a nightmare that haunts me and torments me no matter what."
She looks at the sable. "I don't know the specifics of how bad your life was before now... but what my power comes with, you would be better off dying than accepting. All power demands sacrifice, and what this power demands , what it comes with... it terrifies me."
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Post by Stage on Oct 14, 2018 2:41:24 GMT
The Lexian, seeming not to understand- or perhaps not caring to- only shook her head.
"You are... anylyy. Mopey."
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Post by Executus Gira on Oct 14, 2018 3:12:35 GMT
Lorina's eyes darkened, and she looked down at the wet sand. "Yes... Let's just say my life since my birth hasn't given me reason to not be."
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Post by Stage on Oct 14, 2018 21:12:36 GMT
"Start new life?" Anzhela suggested. "New land ahead of us. Big city. Strange city. I must start new. Cannot go back now. Shrike would have me... vypulninnyy. Killed."
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Post by Executus Gira on Oct 15, 2018 2:50:22 GMT
"This... this is my attempt." Lorina weakly said. Her hand reached back up to her face and gripped it. "My attempt to start new... I'll try, I will. I'll make ammends for the evils I have caused, no matter what."
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Post by Stage on Oct 15, 2018 2:56:31 GMT
Anzhela giggled.
"Evil?" the redheaded woman repeated incredulously. "I do not think evil act like little girl who lost doll."
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