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Living and Dead; [Lynthaer]
Topic Started: Thu Dec 28, 2006 9:12 pm (1,074 Views)
Aether Draka
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AD hadn’t been expecting that, but she hadn’t really been expecting anything. As his form collapsed to the ground she blinked in surprise and rose her hand in a signal for Turin, for him not to do anything. The tiny dragon landed on her hand and she didn’t bother looking at him. She felt him wrap about her wrist like a living bracelet as the demonic howl echoed through the forest. Absently her other hand grasped the silver ring suspended on a gain about her neck. As she touched the ring it felt warm, nearly hot to the touch. She let it go and the sanctuary fell away from her. She was compelled forward as he struggled to move, part of her wondering who was in charge of his body now.

Lynthaer’s voice was the one that spoke to her and what he asked of her was something she didn’t actually know how to do. “I can’t. I don’t know how…” Her voice was nearly desperate as she racked her mind for a solution. “I can dim it, but I think is will still glow softly for a few hours at least. It’s daylight though. It should be gone by night…” She reached out and touched the mask, urging the very bright light to dim to a very soft glow, almost a shimmer. She felt a bit dizzy as she finished, her powers shifting and her hunger warning her in the back of her mind that she had yet to eat enough to use magic like that. Her hand dropped heavily to her side. On her other wrist the tiny fly dragon zipped off her arm and up onto her shoulder, peering at Lynthaer with bright and intelligent eyes from it’s perch.

Her mind spun with the dizziness, her questions blurring. There was too many… and she was hungry. She felt it there in the back of her mind, lurking, urging her to just keep moving, like she always kept moving. She was told to just leave before things become more complicated. She didn’t need this. She should have just left him. AD closed her eyes and thought hard, No[.b]. Angrily she shoved those thoughts away, shoved even the hunger away. She knew the hunger would come back even stronger now. The uneasy peace between her two sides had shifted somehow. There was something wrong again. She shoved it all away though, not wanting to think about it. Opening her eyes again, the dizziness gone, she looked at Lynthaer and asked one question that quickly became two, then three, and then part of a statement.

“Lynthaer… Are you alright? What happened? Who was that? I didn’t know half-demons could be possessed…” She trailed off, realizing she didn’t have the time for all of the answers, let alone the questions. Where did the other come from? What sort of demon was that? It had been a demon, hadn’t it? How did he gain control? What did Lynthaer just stab himself with? Atop of all that she wasn’t sure if she wanted to laugh or cry now that she had heard his voice coming from his body again. She felt torn in two and she had a lingering thought to just wander off to hunt in order to make any sense of it. One question first, an important question, “Are you alright?” She repeated, her voice softer and a bit strained.
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Lynthaer Golthry
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Lynthaer knelt, gasping as AD touched his mask. He supposed she was trying to dim the light, but he couldn't tell a difference. He shut his eyes against the burning light. it was bad enough having to deal with the sun, but this. Well, if she hadn't, he might not have been able to attack himself. Speaking of which, his shoulder was still screaming in pain. Panting, he reached up to the stake, and with a vengeance, twisted deeper in. He growled against the pain, teeth gritted. "Bastard," he spat through tight lips. Holding it in for a moment, he wrenched it out suddenly. The relief was instanteanious.

He dropped the blessed stake upon the ground, breathing easier. He heard AD ask him a question and paused before answering. "Not possessed really. I'm already sharing my body with another demon. The chain around my left arm is part of the bond. Unfortuneately, this demon does not know his place. Thus the stake."
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Aether Draka
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Aether Draka had never thought of that. She supposed it had to make some sense though and she wondered if she had come across it before or not. She did remember someone else with chains… but that was before she had met Lynthaer though and he had more of them… Her hunger warned her again, it’s claws seeming more impatient. She pushed it aside gently, like someone might do to an impatient child while they were busy with something, knowing that that wouldn’t stop the insistency of it.

“Oh... I don’t like him.” AD said quietly and very seriously. “I hope it hurt him more then you.” In truth she was hoping the demon would have left Lynthaer’s form so she could kill it, or actually, send it back to the Abyss. True demons don’t die in this world, they are just sent back. So even if Lynthaer was killed, it would still live, or that was at least how she understood demons to work. It was a liar though, by taking control of his body, and it had caused Lynthaer pain. So she hated it. She felt her hunger again then and shook her head, asking it to wait a bit, please… she felt it tell her, 'No. Food. Now.'

“I’m sorry, I have to go.” She said, abruptly turning away even though she wanted to know more. She wanted to ask about how and why, all she could think of… but she couldn’t. AD started moving quickly away, not quite running. Food was the only thought on her mind, she need to eat or she would loose herself to her hunger again. She had done too much and not eaten enough. It had been foolish, it was always foolish, but it was something she ended up doing again and again. Why did she always forget to eat?
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Lynthaer Golthry
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"I beleive we were pothe equally hurt by the object. i however, am enjoying every bit of agony." He smiled behind his painfully glowing mask, listening to Shlarthæran's screams of pain within him. "I beleive he has learned his lesson for now. Pluss, i now have a new allie to beat him down wityh until he realizes the futallity of trying to take my body." Lynthaer mentaly thanked his Madness, and smiled wider as he felt its response. Shlarthæran would not cause him trouble again for some time.

Lynthaer forced himself to his feet, ignoring the pain pulsing from his shoulder. He would live, but he might have to let this wound heal naturally. He didn't know what his dark healing would do when put up against the holy powers of the stake. Plus, he didn't feel like going through the pain that his healing put him through. Much quicker than that of a holy healing, and just as effective, though it forced everything back to normal, shoving bone through muscles and such.

Lynthaer blinked at AD suddenly turned away, anouncing that she had to leave. She was one to give into to suddeness. Lynthaer had just gone with it before, and he saw no reason not to now. "Well, if you must. And if this mask does not stop glowing, you're going to owe me another." Lynthaer nodded to her back as he turned and started walking in the other direction. It seemed a good time to head towards Taras for him.

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