Evja at 23:22, 9 September 2013

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 :'''[[Rhiannon Zellen]] has posed:'''<br><span></span> Listening to the Viera recount his past experiences, Rhia hummed lightly to acknowledge that she had been listening. "Is that so. You would never kill a man? Ever? Not even to save your own existence? Not even in the face of the Lord of the Dead?" A pause then as she processed this information. It didn't take long. <br /><br /> "You really are a fool." <br /><br /> And bluntly enough, she came to that conclusion. "To be quite frank, my weapons research has halted due to media attention." Turning her head a bit to glance at him, she continued. "If you wish to claim that disfigured blade, attempt to find good in it, then by all means, do try." <br /><br /> Raising an arm, palm facing upwards, a dark magic glyph formed above her hand, expanding a bit before a solid object began to slowly drift upwards through it. Some sort of matter transferrence spell? It would seem that way. Before Chita's eyes, a familiar disfigured, black handle and hilt, pulsing with lines of red energy, appeared from the glyph. It was the nameless black sword she had forged from the lives of countless people some months back. <br /><br /> And to think she could just casually summon the weapon up whenever she pleased. Yet, Rhia hardly had any intention to go swinging it around. Apparently not going to reveal any more than just enough to be grasped and pulled, she held the glyph containing the partially revealed blade to him. "You know what happened the last time you held this." <br /><br /> She spoke plainly, with a calculating tone. "I have zero intention to turn you back, should you fall." Though she probably had the power to. "If you wish to proceed, here you are. I can gather some good data from your experience." There was a pause then as the woman allowed for her intention to sink in. "...Of course, if you find your resolve lacking, I can simply cancel this matter displacement spell and return to my work."
-:'''[[Chita]] has posed:'''<br><span></span> [[User:Evja|Evja]] ([[User talk:Evja|talk]])<br /><br /> "I don't want to die!"<br /><br /> "Help me!"<br /><br /> "Mommy! Daddy!"<br /><br /> [[User:Evja|Evja]] ([[User talk:Evja|talk]])<br /><br /> Chita stared at the object as it formed, actually hesitating. She could feel that one arm he had around her half tighten before it relaxed and fell back down to the desk in front of her, rather than against her. And so the mood of things had soured into being rather blunt all of a sudden and that fascination he had going with her, almost enjoyment of her personality when she wasn't doing something horrible... is gone.<br /> But there it was. That blade, that weapon that he had intended to eventually claim, try to use... try to do... something with it. He had watched her take hold of the weapon before and not suffer as he did. She had put something between the hilt and her own skin. "Well, considering that then... I suppose it would not hurt to take it off your hands until such a time you can continue that research. Of course, I have no intention of destroying it." Reaching up to his own neck he slackens the long scarf he had around it and goes to tug it free, planning to wrap the cloth around the hilt a few times before grabbing at it, should she not just jerk the weapon away.
+:'''[[Chita]] has posed:'''<br><span></span> ~~<br /><br /> "I don't want to die!"<br /><br /> "Help me!"<br /><br /> "Mommy! Daddy!"<br /><br /> ~~<br /><br /> Chita stared at the object as it formed, actually hesitating. She could feel that one arm he had around her half tighten before it relaxed and fell back down to the desk in front of her, rather than against her. And so the mood of things had soured into being rather blunt all of a sudden and that fascination he had going with her, almost enjoyment of her personality when she wasn't doing something horrible... is gone.<br /> But there it was. That blade, that weapon that he had intended to eventually claim, try to use... try to do... something with it. He had watched her take hold of the weapon before and not suffer as he did. She had put something between the hilt and her own skin. "Well, considering that then... I suppose it would not hurt to take it off your hands until such a time you can continue that research. Of course, I have no intention of destroying it." Reaching up to his own neck he slackens the long scarf he had around it and goes to tug it free, planning to wrap the cloth around the hilt a few times before grabbing at it, should she not just jerk the weapon away.
 :'''[[Rhiannon Zellen]] has posed:'''<br><span></span> She didn't budge any once he reached for the handle, actually giving him a few points in her mind for not being a fool and grabbing it directly skin to surface. So he wasn't quite that stupid. Good. "Take it then. If you find some use in it, let me know." She was really casual about simply handing off an amalgamation of people's lives, people's hearts. <br /><br /> "Just know that the Black Beast is still within. It is simply dormant. Should you fail to control it correctly, it will awaken. And if that happens, you can bid farewell to another city. Or perhaps more." A rare warning from her. She was tempted to just let him fumble around with it, if he dared, and bear witness to the impending catastrophe. But in this case, a bit of prudence was required. There were eyes on her, and she couldn't go playing around again until they were drawn elsewhere. <br /><br /> "That said, I do have one minor stipulation for parting with this blade..." Ah, a catch. Whatever could it be? The smile on her face was rather disconcerting, but in the end. "...Do come by more often. You entertain me after all."

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Evja at 23:22, 9 September 2013

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