Can things get anymore messed up? Nerissa begins to wonder what cruel jokes the gods enjoy playing on her. Sitting outside the shop in a funk, slumped while she watches others playing in the snow, ducking the random snow balls coming towards her head when she needed to. It shows how much she keeps to herself anymore, withdrawing from many, silent towards others.

Alive..after all this time. She has proof now. Knows for a fact that this woman claiming to be her mother is the real deal. The demon doesn't scowl, frown...she doesn't do much but silently sit and appear lost in thought. Hiding from those around her a lot.

Tazai has not been around for her. But she's use to it. Its a reoccuring thing for her life. A guy will come around and then gradually, they come around less and less. Shrugging off thoughts, she brushes snow off her bare skin, the overhanging lights on either sides of the door shine down on her and shows the ball jointed limbs easily. Of late, she has remained looking like an over sized doll. Perhaps to convey her weakened state. A fraility of her nature anymore. She refuses to do magic. Demonic. Necromantic. Herbalism. Avoiding any form of energy manipulation. She has not seen her mother. She has not seen her 'father'. Her creator.

Avoidance. Something she is good at. Now, she watches those around her. Pale eyes a glowing blue tracing over the snowy grounds as she watches the streets.

The gods must really be having a field day with her..

Where Am I Going? What Am I Doing?

Trying to fit back into the swing of life. Trying to adjust to being back. She dances beside her god daughter and notices the way she reacts to her presence now, Suyuan's face showing her own inner turmoil. She didn't want to tell her what she had to but the girl just needed to hear it and the truth is all she can spout, regardless how terrible it makes her feel or the others.

Side to side, they danced before finally Suyuan asked to be let go. Withdrawing from her cold touch. Nerissa looks at her and finally jerks her arm away, entire body turning away. "Fine then....do what ya want.." Her mouth almost continued to say 'what you always do' but she ends up sighing and stops dancing, Nerissa turning to go. "I got things to do. I've neglected my duties anyways."

So much has been on her mind, Neri didn't know what to think or do. She's noticed a woman following her a few days back and today she spotted her inside Haven, watching them. Something about her gave her a de ja vu kind of feeling but the woman didn't look familiar to her one iota. So she just cleared out of the bar post haste, heading back towards the shop with a heavy heart, wrapped up in her misery, trying her best to hide the worst of it from others' eyes.

Now, sitting on the Voodoo Shoppe's stoop, Neri watches the streets with a detachment. Hearing the scuttle and scrapping of something moving around before the doll suddenly drops into her lap. She looks to it and wraps her arms around the doll with a sigh, topping her chin on the dark hair. The sudden appearance of Calleigh made her jump and the doll suddenly disappears from her lap as fast as she'd appeared, thankfully more silent. They talk but she can't keep her thoughts straight. So many things running through and making it hard to concentrate.

Her thoughts traces back towards the woman again. She knows she's never seen her. The dark hair, the ivory skin. To her, there seemed to be some years on the woman. She could see the crows feet but the face looked young and full. Lot older to the eye then Omega herself. She doesn't remember seeing many really old people in appearance. Though, of late, she had seen a few really old looking individuals in the city. Tourists most likely. They get them alot. But this woman has been around a lot she thinks.

She'd been thinking hard then something comes to mind. She saw something on her belt loop and blinks. It dawned on her. The woman had the same badge she'd seen on Tazai and Denny both! So, that must of made her an Omegan...maybe she's just like them. Trying to figure the demon out or something.

Its just the way that she looked at her...maybe its time to do some snooping her own. Find out why this weird portly woman is so interested in her.

A Shift

Its been so hard. That eventful day that she finally was given release. She had been moving from corner to corner forever restless like a caged beast. Nerissa covered in gore clear up to her elbows, dripped from her mouth. The sounds of battle caught her attention easily enough and she began to throw herself at her padded door in a frenzy inspite of the drugs that kept her from her worst. The demon couldn't remember when they put her in the cell but to feel him on the other door set her to keening and Neri shoved her arm out the small window, busting the thick glass and shattering her flesh and nearly the delicate bones of her knuckles as she reaches for him. "Tazzzz!!!" She has screeched, the fear in her voice making her voice shrill even in her own ears and then heard him yelling at the ones on the other side with the rest of her family. Blood. Scorched flesh. The sound of gun fire. The screams. Coven swept through the hospital and brought down anyone in their path. He was there and her heart hammered in her chest that she was about dizzy from it as she threw herself against the door over and over even as it began to become twisted and warped as he got to literally pulling at the metal to get her out. He was all she could think of. The need to be in his arms making her hurt herself to get out of the room to him. Even when he got her out, she clung to him, shuddering weakly now as her body wanted to give out finally. The shock swept through her and exhaustion set in. The coven around them with waves of anger radiating off them and dead bodies at their feet. There was no coherent look in her eyes. That what was Nerissa was lost deep within her mind to escape the pain of being a guinea pig. The old fear of hospitals. Tazai was her life line here. A friend. A companion. He held her heart and life now in his hands.

Slowly, they leave, he and she left to heal Will. Well, Taz. She wasn't able to even think on her own..standing there looking lost, rocking from foot to foot, as she watched him when all she wanted to do was run out and thrash anyone in her path.

Alive and now sleeping, Will is left safely hidden to recooperate and she's led out quickly through the back way to get her back to the shop. He was the one that took care of her. Cleaned her of the gore she bathed in when they slipped one too many times. She stank, she knew this, but he sat there beside her and washed her entirely. And as her eyes grew heavy, he held her close, safe, in his arms as she finally just passed out across his thighs where she had finally laid herself so that his hand would slide through her dirty, matted hair as it clung to her sweaty face. The chill barely clinging to her right now. Each tiny sound would make her flinch and tremble against him but he held her safe. And this was how she slept.


Almost a week has passed and only now does there show some sense of normalcy in her eyes. The hair no longer black but a dark auburn of the day she was born. No horns. No tail. No wings. She looked every bit as she had the day of her death but for the tapering ears that poke out of the shaggy hair. She still flinches at sounds. Nerissa's eyes haunted. Keeping close to the shop or in hiding even. He's been gone since then but he's always close to whisper a word to her, soothing. And friends. Family. Reminding her she is not alone.

The Longest Wait Ever

They have to of found them by now. Can they be that weak not to figure out ways to seek them out? The demon paces back and forth the short distance between the walls. The padded room they put her in this time keeping her from endangering herself. She had bloodied her last room with her fretting and anger. That hatred and fear still clings to her all these years. How Nerissa detested hospitals. And the padded walls showed her all too well to be in the lunatic's ward.

She was glad they hadn't put her in a jacket. Not even able to figure out how they managed to get her into there. She hardly slept but the one time her body finally gave out and she'd collapsed this is where she finds herself.

The cloth glistens with frost but its no where as bad as he last place she'd been held in. The blinding lights though made her head hurt and in the end she pressed herself into a corner tightly into a curled up bundle with her pale face pressed into the seam to escape it as best she could.

Nerissa trembled and under her breath cried for him. Wondering if her bond with him helped any. If he could feel her. Sense her. Those eyes haunted her when she closed her own and ached to be in his arms. In that small ball, back to the door and the rest of the room, her finger twisted that crude ring over and over. A cherished item. The one thing she managed to keep throughout this ordeal.

They even took her clothing and the boniness of her form showed ghostly, bruised and battered from her own actions. But atleast she stopped slamming her head against anything solid so that the busted forehead was healing finally. No longer was her head a raven's blue but a curl of deep auburn, hung in limp coils now around her face.

How long?...How long will they come for them? How long must they wait. Her body ached. Riddled with needle marks. Having been strapped down to study her. Nerissa had screamed in terror until finally then even put a bit in her mouth and strapped her jaw so that she was left but a keening screech anytime they came near her until finally she was sedated in the end, to keep her from killing anymore of the white coats.

Now, she sits and waits in a padded room, her eyes watering so that the pale blue gaze looked glazed and she was hundled with but face swimming in her mind to help her through the ordeal.

Inside Some Remote Lab Cell

She paced. She glared. The room was bitterly cold that the walls were layered with heavy ice and anything loose was frozen in place. She seethed. Restless. Nerissa's face was deathly pale, the bruise at her forehead livid against the pallor of her skin. There was a gauntness setting in as well as if she was starving to death. Yet it had only been a few days that they had caught her in the grave yard.

The demon growled as she runs over that day in her mind over and over. She was angry for letting her guard down. Them getting the best of her. She seethed and the pipes groaned from the water frozen inside seemed to swell. There was an electrical charge in the air. Ozone and the smell of dead flowers seemed to manage to make it outside the lab room they threw her into. The window would prove useless to them. No way they'll be able to see her through the one way window. The last person that had entered the room hadn't made it out in one piece. Blood pools all that were left of the technician that had come to check on her while she had lain in her cot without sign of breathing. She could imagine their panic that something may of gone wrong, that drug pumped into her system could of killed her for all they knew.

Nerissa was distraught as much as angry. She couldn't form a single thought. Faces clouded her vision, memories. There's a sudden ripping scream out of her, the sound utterly inhuman as a bain sidhe's woeful cry, before the demon launched herself at her window with a crack of horns to glass. She'd tried this several times to the point she had busted open the head wound she'd gotten when they caught her. In the back of her head, she wondered if her blood still marked the tombstone used to knock her senseless. Staggering back again, she whipped around, tail jerking dangerously back and forth, her back a writhing mass of blinding white tentacles that glowed on their own.

There was little left of her appearance then of anything human. The soft features were etched heavily with pain and exhaustion. She had not slept since she had awoken in the cell. Shadows under her eyes. Her walk was hunched over as she moved back and forth like a caged animal.

No....Nerissa did not do well in confining places..

After a few minutes, perhaps hours..they all just mixed together. That even days could of passed. On the floor she sits, right in the middle, with her body slumped forth with an intense glowing blue gaze locked on the heavy door. Even with her demonic strength, she'd been unable to bust glass or the door down and just sulked anymore.

Under her breath, she talks to herself it seems. Talons raking over the floor until there's groves in the tile and the sound of it dances over the walls eerily.

No....Nerissa does not do well in confining places..



She stops suddenly and looks around, eyes darting around. Nerissa knew there was a camera on her but with luck they'll see not a whole lot this way then through the one way see through window. It seems she's thinking about something when she looks around, checking out every single corner. Not a lick of shadows. A frown creases between her brows and sets her hands in her lap now to play at a ring around her finger, twisting it around and around absently.

This is how the demoness spent several hours afterwards, just sittings, her finger slowly becoming raw as she twisted the ring around.

Frozen Tears

The doll pushed and tugged at her, whimpers coming as it tried to get her to rise off the floor. The demon lied there on her belly, stretched out, tears flowing down her cheeks to become frozen. She cried and couldn't stop. Always her mind would move to one face and the hollowness inside her would clench up, feeling empty anymore. Around her were torn photographs and drawings, shredded beyond recognition. The doll tried in vain to get her to move. Tried to get her to stop crying. Tried to get a smile to her painted lips but the demon neither moved nor stirred but a blink ever so often as she stared off blindly. The pale blue eye glazed over and glistening from the tears spilling down the inside of her eye and dripping from the bridge of her nose to the cold floor under her body.

After a bit, the doll gives up and drops down beside her head, small fingers petting over her head. Nerissa never responded. Never made a sound. Never breathed as there was no ice that coated the floor under her face. The pale face held nothing but sorrow, the eye lost and filled with sadness, loneliness. How can one be happy when one only pined away for the one they wanted. How long must one wait for their attention and watch everyone else get what she desired.

The demon took one shuddering breath and closed her eye lids, hiding the pain and emptiness further inside her. Withdrawing into a shell.

Tohu va Bohu

With a simple mental message, the demon was called back to the Voodoo Shoppe, for their visitors had returned.

Elroy Brouwer *mews* to Neri and points to the table "There over there.. though i got no words out of them."

The two turn their attention to the lady. "No, we're fine" They say in unison though their lips do not move. In a low whisper from an unseen source you can hear a man chatting in some slavic tongue, droning on and on like a professor

Nerissa looks over and nods a little. "They kinda stand out..more then myself even.." She murmurs quietly. She regards them and turns away, hopping up onto the counter for a seat while she picks up the book beside her to look at the pages as though to read.

Elroy Brouwer shakes her head, turning to Neri "They kinda freak me out.. do you know what they want from us?" she talks with her tiny frightened voice.

Footsteps marching, legion up legion of feet marching in time, though they never sound as if they grow nearer or far. "We ask nothing from you. It's the energies the lie beneath this site we enjoy. If it's custom to buy coffee, we understand."

The demon shows a smile to the feline and shakes her head. "The node is strong here..The Pit's not so great..The library itself holds a small pocket..." She shrugs, Nerissa's gaze turning to the two white beings.

"I found out the hard way not to be caught in the lines when ya get killed..it kinda snares the soul in the currents.." She shrugs a little as she thumbs through the pages once more. " Funny, that they speak of coffee. A shame we only have tea blends though..." Nerissa utters an odd little giggle.

Elroy Brouwer smiles back, as she calms down a little turning back to the two sitting at the table "What are they?" she asks Neri.

A howl can be heard in the distance, soon followed by an infant's crying. "We have always been" They reply "We are wanders. We are nothing. We are Tohu va Bohu"

Nerissa 's lids droop a little and sighs, covering a sudden yawn the tears out from her. " without form and void..." she murmurs sleepily.

Nerissa suddenly looks foward, watching the red headed vampire that was outside.

Elroy Brouwer shakes of this weird feeling she has and walks outside "Uhm.. yeah.. if you need me Neri, i will be outside."

Tarot Table: Past - Good chance. marriage. inheritance. Concerning a person: strong. generous. influential man. sexually attractive.
Tarot Table: Future - Completion. Celebration of success. peace. relaxation. satisfaction.

Nerissa nods a little to Ellanore. She is watching the seated pair with no concern of hiding her curiousity about the beings.

The pair decide to flip over the cards before them, and chuckle at fate's hand

Nerissa 's gaze drifts outside and leans a little, watching the streets. "How strange. Ya come and it brings others..." She says quietly.

Elroy Brouwer *mews* sweetly and nods to Shea.

The walls chuckle, "We do apologize for that. We have no control over their dreams."

Elroy Brouwer smiles "Hyies, how is you today?"

Nerissa digs into a small bag, bouncing with her other hand, to draw out three tiles of stone. Setting one down after another beside her. " Not even they could control their dreams.." She muses as she reads the stones' meanings.

The two continue to stare at each other. Something flaps past. "This is true. Little in life has control"

Elroy Brouwer nods agreeing with Shea "Quiet it is for sure, you don't sound relealy optimistic, anything happend?"

Casting the Norn spread, she checks the three elements of past, present and futher. The left represents the past. "Perth.." She murmurs to herself. Reversed. It speaks of chance and gambling. Possibly secrets reveled or mysteries uncovered..A warning about gambling, not to take a chance..The middle represents the present, the demon touches it, "Laguz..." She sighs. "Water..weird. And you are an annoyin' tile to come to hand.." She chortles to herself.

Elroy Brouwer *mews* sweetly "I see.. sounds like you got a pretty quiet day sofar."

Nerissa looks at the stone, reversed for her. "Ebbing tide..power being drawn away..or perhaps a journey?..." She giggles suddenly and thinks on it before she turns her attention to the last stone. "The future..Tyr..God of war.." She leans on a hand she has tucked close to the plate containing the candles, murmuring to herself. " Another reveresed tile..Ya don't like me, do ya stones.." She grins and murmurs to herself. "A sacrifice with no way to lead to satifaction..Lossing what though..Not good at all.."

Calleigh Constantine sneaks up behind Nerissa and pokes her, "Stones and cards are the same, you use them as a tool, not a set course..."

Elroy Brouwer *mews* again seeing Shea enjoy it, teasing him a little with it.

The two begin playing a game with the cards to the sound of thunder. Flipping them over, revealing not the orginal card face buta teal glowing glyph. The stop suddenling as lightening crashes as they repeat "God of War"

Nerissa gathers them quickly and looks out the door, depositing them back into the bag she retrieved them from. "More riddles then answers..or maybe just not focusing. "Callei girl, we got company." she replies.

Nerissa nods her head a little and turns to glance over her shoulder.

Tarot Table: Present - Failure. Difficulties in conservation of harmony. Absence of result after necessary efforts. Psychological growth. Prudence. Care. thoroughness. Great ambitions.

Elroy Brouwer giggles, waving her tail around "They sure are.."

Calleigh Constantine quirks a brow, listening closely as she leans against the counter next to her sister. She glances over to the two strangers, trying to keep her gaze not obvious before looking to the floor, lost in thought for a moment. She whispers, "I talked to Lunana... She said she'd find out all she could, but even for her, since she had fell, resources are limited to her at this time..."

Nerissa gives her sister a look and nods slowly. She turns and gives her attention to the one that enters and smiles. "Hallo, Shea. "

Shea Spoonhammer walks in carefully, trying not to trip over any wards or what not, slightly suspicious of the store. "heya Nerissa"

Wind whips through the store, though nothing is moved, not even the cards. Turning, their pure white eyes seem turn burn. "Do you hear the thunder? Always growing, always hungry. It does not come for us. Does it come for you?"

Krutz Kelberwitz: Princess

Alber Thespian: Princess

Shea Spoonhammer pointing over his shoulder "was just outside, talkin to El, thought maybe ah'd come say hi, and to let you know the dress really was somethin last night"

A deck of cards comes to Nerissa's calling and shuffles slowly while she seems to be thinking though her eye remains on Shea, still smiling. "Need anything? Or just comin' in for a social call?" She asks and draws a card from the deck...The smile falters and glances at the pair.

She blinks and utters a soft chuckle to Shea. "Well, thanks Shea. That's sweet of ya." Nerissa says to him.

Shea Spoonhammer peers through the door at El, motioning her inside to join

Calleigh Constantine glances over to the duo, shivering slightly as she quickly drapes herself in a small amount of fire. She murmurs, "Who's to say till it comes?"

The repeat not in unison but in echos of each others "Who's to say, who's to say"

Nerissa turns slightly and lies the King of Cups down slowly. It makes her frown a little.

Elroy Brouwer shakes her head to Shea "Not coming inside with.. uhm.. those guys hanging around."

Nerissa asks, "What about a princess?" Not looking up, she draws a second card and lies down Justice in reverse..

Shea Spoonhammer shifts a bit from one foot to the other, "ah" to El, then turns back to Nerissa "sorry if I didn't get to say more to ya at the party, but you had a date wit ya, figured....yer busy cardin peoples...well ah just wanted to say hi, and let you know I thought you looked great at the party, so guess ah will step at an let you card away"

Fanning the cards out as best her small hands can to hold, Nerissa pulls out another cared and sets it down. The Justice in reverse. A blush comes to her cheeks as she glances up with a smile. " My friend didn't want me to come alone. That's all Kiyaru is..my friend." She tells him.

The pair return to their game of card glyphs, their voices once more in sync, "She hides from the storm, hoping it will pass over and forget. But we never forget, never forgive. There is a princess here, we feel the magic coursing through her blood. The storm comes for her."

"And actually..just a random readin'.." She looks at the cards down so far and seems not to like what she sees. Nerissa draws another and sets down the 7 of cups.."Temptations.." The words from the white ones has her glances over her shoulder at them, a small furrow to her brow. "..There's lots of royalty around this place.." she tells them.

Shea Spoonhammer hesitates a lil, "oh...like ah said, ah jus didn't want to be that third crowder...type person...ah didn know, but now ah do....ok." coughs a lil, his face reddening and feeling quite warm "well, while you card, gonna see what oh El is doin...ah don personally gamble, er mess with cards...ain got the luck fer it"

Pix Cazalet walks quietly into the shop, gazing at all the new people "umm hi there. Don't mind me, just passing through"

Calleigh Constantine steps out from behind the counter, now leaning against the wall as she ignores Shea and Nerissa's conversation, focusing on the two, still silently listening.

Their voices first run backwards then seem to pause before playing forward, "Yes, but you are the only one hiding from the storm."

Shea Spoonhammer nods to Pix

Pix Cazalet stops in her tracks "Shea? You're back?"

Shea Spoonhammer smiles "ah been gettin that a lot lately"

Nerissa hastely draws another before the cards jump from her hands as she starts and snaps. "I'm not! Yer full of shit!" She says suddenly and jumps up.

Calleigh Constantine's eyes dart over to Nerissa, "Easy Nerissa..."

((the men in white, are white...not ressed induced))

Pix Cazalet chuckles "not surprised. Thought I'd never see you again. Great to have you home again"

Shea Spoonhammer shakes his head "nah, ah'm permanent, jus had some off island issues is all fer awhile"

Nerissa gathers the cards and banishes the rest that had fallen to the floor. She moves behind the counter and puts it between her and the pair at the table.

Elroy Brouwer peeks throught the windows from outside staring at the two sitting besides the table, hoping they will disappear soon.

The pair look up from the table, "Do not fear us. We are not your storm. We have told you nothing you did not already know."

Pix Cazalet nods and appears overjoyed to see him. "All sorted?"

Annoyed or nervous, either way, they have Nerissa's hackled raised as she glares at them in silence.

Pix Cazalet looks over to them white things at the table "Storm? Isn't she one of the prowlers?"

Alber Thespian looks at his twin, "Today, we are not her storm today."

Krutz Kelberwitz nods in reply, "Still, even then, we wouldnt be her storm, but everyones"

Calleigh Constantine frowns, "Metaphorically speaking Pix, not a being... an action..." She keeps her eyes locked on the two.

Shea Spoonhammer nods "yeah to be sure...no more....vacations so ta speak, so yer stuck wit me...actually came here lookin ta see ya, heard you were head thingy...poobah er whatever, wanted to congratulate ya, an in the mean time been meeting....and re-meeting, yer um...Poobah-ees"

In unison they reply to each other, together, "This is true"

Pix Cazalet shrugs a little "the other one seems to cause enough problems"

Shea Spoonhammer looks around the room at the two wondering the fuss, then back to Pix

Pix Cazalet raises her finger and leans forward in an attempt to prod him. "They are not my pooh anything"

Shea Spoonhammer laughs "ah'm not entirely sure, but I may have made that last one up...but you can use it if you like...poobah-ees...has a ring to it"

Nerissa looks at the cards in her hands and together again, she shuffles them before putting them away with a scowl on her lips. She seems uncertain, a low coldness radiating outward from her that carries the frost. " I'm not a princess." She mutters angrily.

Pix Cazalet grins back attempting to control a chuckle "somehow I don't think they'd like it"

Shea Spoonhammer laughs "the offers still open, least till ah trademark it"

Pix Cazalet: Give it to the pack, suits them I think.

Shea Spoonhammer nods, somewhat solemnly "ah hear they been givin grief away like it was Christmas"

Nerissa glances around the room before she turns and slips past the ward to the back room with a quiet growl under her breath.

Coven Ward: ((By entering this room, you acknowledge that should you enter an aggressive stance within the Coven building, the wards will take defensive measures.))

The two return to their attention to the card table, the low buzzing of locusts permutates throughout the shop

Calleigh Constantine crosses her arms behind her back as she leans against the wall, watching Nerissa closely, before whispering, "But why wish this torrent upon people? Anyone for that matter." She directs at the beings.

Shea Spoonhammer remembers the tenfold rule, and simply nods

Pix Cazalet sighs and gazes out through the open door. "Luckily they haven't threatened us yet"

Shea Spoonhammer nods "lucky fer whom?"

Shuffling the cards again, slowly staring at the carpet when she settles on it, the demon frowns harder. Her mind races and she sets the deck down, drawing it out to fan infront of her, and choses three cards for herself randomly. Laying one after another to rest in front of her as well.

The locus swarm grows, "We wish nothing. We revealed nothing. We are nothing."

Pix Cazalet: For us of course. I don't look forward to a battle with the pack, although..... I'm sure we could take care of them if provoked"

Pix Cazalet: Did you say you wanted me for something Shea?

Shea Spoonhammer nods "ah figure as much. though no sheddin is always a plus, but they're agressive as o late from what ah hear"

Shea Spoonhammer shakes his head "jus not to many familiar faces in Toxia, heard you were still kickin, figured ah would say hi"

Calleigh Constantine keeps her headphones planted against her ears to block out some of the buzzing sound, but frowns, "Then why do you seem to exsist? To exist, you must be something, correct?"

Pix Cazalet smiles warmly. "Always nice to meet up with old friends"

Shea Spoonhammer nods with a growing smile "always nice to be greeted with a smile by em as well"

Pix Cazalet nods happily. "Tell me where you've been then, what excitement befell you"

The walls laugh loundly only to reflect off other walls as the two seem frozen, one with his hand still on the deck of cards as they reply, "Too many have asked why we are here, but no one has asked that. You are wise, so simply know, one day we will bring about nothing and creation shall cease to be. Today is not that day. "

The left card is turned over. Representing important things of the past. "Six of Clubs.." She says to herself, just rambling under her breath. "Mermories..past influences. " Things that have vanished. Childhood past...nostalgia..faded images..longing..Her brow furrows and turns the middle card over. "Decidin' element of the present..Five of swords.." She sighs, the card reversed, defeat..Uncertain outlook. Chance of loss or defeat..Weakness. It all has her tensing up.

Pix Cazalet head swings around to gaze at the beings as she hears his words. "What are you and what is your attraction to here?"

Shea Spoonhammer nods "ah went off to find out some things about the Institute actually, mainland...they showed up same time the incident occured with a few others in tow...anyway" pausing as the beings and Pix converse "ah was lookin fer answers on the cause of the incident and what was done about it followin...didn't find much though, other than some funky lookin business move ins, an outs"

Nerissa listens from where she is to the front of the shop while she reaches for the last card, flipping over to see the Nine of Wands. " Bloody hell..." she growls again and the cards are snatched up and thrown across the sofa.

Calleigh Constantine frowns again, scratching her head before looking to Pix. "The Tohu va bohu... those before the light. If my translation is right.."

A child giggles before entering a chant of ring around the rosey, "You ask what everyone ask. We are nothing and we enjoy the energy flowing under this site."

Shea Spoonhammer furrows his brow "okay that is freakin me out..."

Pix Cazalet nods to Shea "As it is me" then looks to Calleigh and says in a hushed tone "we need to start researching I think, twice in two days is not a coincidence"

Calleigh Constantine glances over to Pix, nodding as her golden eyes spark, She murmurs back "We already done some..."


The whistle of a bomb dropping seems to come directly overhead, "Do not worry. We pose you no threat."

Pix Cazalet tries to play down the two beings at the far end of the shop and looks back to Shea "Does Tony know you're back?"

Coven Ward: ((By entering this room, you acknowledge that should you enter an aggressive stance within the Coven building, the wards will take defensive measures.))

Calleigh Constantine bites her thumb, hearing the sound above before looking over at Nerissa, eyeing her with a small sense of worry.

Shea Spoonhammer shakes his head "no, ah never really talked to Tony when ah was ere...always very abrasive"

Nerissa wanders back out but she keeps most the time the beings at her back now. Her face is composed and near softened of all lines. Whatever is on her mind has been sealed behind walls.

Pix Cazalet frowns a little and sighs. "Always trying to hide behind a barrier"

Pix Cazalet smiles at the new arrival "Greetings sir"

Olympix Footman: hi

Nerissa lifts her gaze, all but the one eye taking in the man that just entered. She asks, "What can we do ya for? Or just browsin'?"

Olympix Footman: browsin


Nerissa ahs and nods. "Kindly stay on this side of the buildin'. Back door's off limits to customers less yer escorted."

Olympix Footman: ok

Olympix Footman: how can I be part of this family

Shea Spoonhammer looks at Pix, then to the newcomer "first you go up on the roof, tie a cinder block to yer genitals, and toss it off, hopin Pix gave ya enough rope....er did Tony change it?"

Shea Spoonhammer coughs

Pix Cazalet laughs "Tony didn't, but I did"

Nerissa suddenly barks with a laugh and lifts a hand up to her lips to muffle it.

A lamb bahhs from the cold as the pair return to their game

After wandering to the window, Nerissa looks out the filthy pane of glass to the street. Watching traffic or just lost in thought.

Calleigh Constantine frowns hearing the lamb, shaking her head saddly as she tries to ignore the random sounds. She watches the two play their game, eyes flashing as she tries to get a sight of the cards.

Pix Cazalet glances over to the white beings and thinks aloud "are we charging them rent?"

The two look over, "We offered to buy coffee, we understand that is custom."



Shea Spoonhammer raises his eyebrows at the two white things "coffee. okay" removes his sunglasses and takes a cigarette from a silver inscribed case, lighting it with a small zippo, and replacing the items into his jacket

Nerissa sighs quietly and moves away from the seated pair once more as she lays hand to her stomach, fingers pressing past flesh as if nothing but putty greeted her talons, tugging to the side to show a small wash of blue the same color as her eye. She doesn't seem aware of her actions, just wandering around the shop and slips out the door.

Together they rise and move to depart

Calleigh Constantine watches the two move in sync, blinking as they do.

Shea Spoonhammer reaches to Pix's elbow to move her gently backwards with a slight tug

Shea Spoonhammer whispers to Pix "didn't figure they'd say excuse me..."

Nerissa had moved back hastely as she watched them pass and her eyes follow as they go down the street. "Does one need to follow?"

Elroy Brouwer sighs as the two finaly take there leave "I don't like there presence." she turns to look at Neri.

Nerissa nods slowly, still bothered by their comment to her earlier.

Calleigh Constantine frowns, "We realy need to keep an eye on them... doesnt feel exactly right... but... I 'unno."

Nerissa glances at Calleigh with a small furrow. " Is it wrong to be scared of Them?" she asks in a small voice.

Calleigh Constantine glances over to Nerissa, smiling weakly, "It'd be going against myself to say it was... I hold some fear, but more curiosity about them."

Pix Cazalet: Some curiosity or even fear is a good thing

Pix Cazalet: Best to be wary

Calleigh Constantine nods, "Be wary and keep an eye out.."

Elroy Brouwer shakes her head "It is not that i fear them, it is just they give me this weird feeling when they are around, don't know how to explain it else." looks back to the streets and wanders of in her thoughts again.

Nerissa pulls free her fingers, flesh sealing up again. She frowns a little and looks down then turns her gaze towards the west, where they'd gone. " I don't understand why they talk of a storm..And I don't like that they call me Princess.."

Nerissa sighs and lays her hands to her pelvis and rubs with a grimace of pain. " Ever since Sieran made me eat that damn stone I removed from my eye, my stomach's been hurtin'..."

Calleigh Constantine frowns and looks at Nerissa, "Simple.. take it out." Scratches her head, "Take that back, that was stupid of me."

Shea Spoonhammer raises his eyebrows with a bit of an 'ew face' at the prospect of eating anything that came out of one's eye

Pix Cazalet frowns and turns her head away

Nerissa utters a small laugh as she looks to Calleigh. "I would but its part of the wards he said. If it comes out, they'll shatter..we don't want that."

Nerissa waves her hand before the healling black hole. " I'll just be glad when I can see again..fuckin' hurt when he'd shoved it in..hurt worse when I clawed it out.."

Calleigh Constantine cringes, nodding, "Yeah, no good there..." Thinks for a moment, snapping her fingers, "Why not put a magical bubble about it? It's not being bothered but protects your innards?"

Elroy Brouwer nods slowly agreeing with Calleigh.

Nerissa looks down a little, chin to collar, and frowns. "...I'm still kinda worried..what we talked about the last time we talked. '8 hours [you] will have a seed'...He acted like I was gonna get pregnant by a blood stone.."

Nerissa looks to Shea and gives an apologetic smile. "Sorry..for ignorin' ya like that. My brain's kinda in over drive right now.."


Shea Spoonhammer waves his hand dismissingly "ah was married fer over a year...ah'm use to bein ignored sweetheart"

Calleigh Constantine jumps slightly looking suprised and worried, "Holy fu--" Pauses, noticing her sister deciding to change the subject, she quickly drops it and looks back, raising a brow.

Shea Spoonhammer: an fer the record, sounds like you have more pressin issues than entertainin guests...

Nerissa grunts faintly and crinkles her nose up cutely. "Yer not a guest. Yer a friend..least I hope so." She tells him.

Shea Spoonhammer smiles and blushes a lil "thank you Nerissa, I like the sound of that"

Nerissa looks around and sighs. "I think I'll go rest a little..before the meetin'....I feel like someone just sucked a bunch of energy outta me.."

Nerissa hurries over and hugs Shea, her small cold body tightly squeezing for such a small package.

"I'll catch ya'll inna few." She turns to Calleigh. "If they come back, let me know what happen?"

Calleigh Constantine nods firmly, "Of course."

Shea Spoonhammer smiles warmly, holding her tightly, not feeling the cold aura she usually gives off, then lets go "see you around Nerissa...to be sure"

Kindred Masquerade Ball

What a night. And, oh what a good one it was...The nervousness that gripped her made her eyes wide and her arm clutched to her friend's arm, Kiyaru insisting that he accompany her so she wouldn't be alone. She protested loudly and often until the very minute of the ball itself begun but he refused to listen to her, to offer his arm to her, and his ear for her words.

She had sighed and given in, in the end; Small hands clasping tightly the billowy sleeve of his upper arm as she tucked in against him with her gown lightly dragging behind with each step. The comments about her appearance made her smile and stain deeply with a blush, her coven sisters around her all dressed in their own little costumes. Only two hours had passed and he had to go, leaving her there alone...how she hated being alone. The demon had stood there, listening to music. Had pounced Kishi for a brief moment to dance, and then she was heading out with a restlessness to walk back to the shop.

The shop wasn't empty. A couple of the initiates where there and a single customer. She had let them handle it, to get practice working in the Voodooo Shoppe, and slipped out the backdoor in the casting room to sit on the cold banister to watch the moon play over the ripples topping the water, the single pale blue eye wandering before tears begun to come up to burn. She tried to stop it with her palm but the mask still worn prevented her from even getting to it so that they trickled down behind it and down her cheek to leave traces in the makeup and loose face powder. Thankfully she managed to contain them in the end and slipped off, once more restless to walk around the city slowly.

Perhaps an hour, more or less, and she feels a familiar touch to her mind. That hyper mind poking at her thoughts insistent to get her attention. And as always it would bring a smile to her and laugh even when she's alone. No wonder they look at her funny anymore, random bouts of laughter.

This led to a long night of playing mind tag before finally meeting up to just hanging out like old times sakes. Talking. Jesting. Sharing thoughts as she threw things harmlessly at him. Such a spazzy demon, that made her feel like her cheeks would crack from grinning too much.

It was a good night, that she will cherish always.

Cold with the Flames

The sand was growing cool with the change of the seasons drawing out of autumn to winter gradually, bare feet making small prints that just joins the hundreds of thousands of others...leading straight to the fire. A strange sight indeed, huddled in the damp cold sand, the only colors standing out being a yellowish orange and ivory that looked more antiqued then the usual brilliant color. The demon, dressed in a silly bumble bee costume, was smoking before the fire that she sat at , head resting on her knee so that her face was hidden under the dark canopy of glossy black hair that danced with highlights painted by the blazing glow of the fire itself. The fingers absently picking at the striped stockings. As always, she was alone, huddled in a silent presence. She pined for love. She ached to be held..need she was plenty, friends, the new family that surrounded her..but she wanted one thing..to be held again. Tightly, wanting to hide herself in someone's arms.

She drew her head up a little, a glimmer of light doing nothing to diminish the intense blue glow. The good eye stares off into the flames and watches it dance. Watches the salamanders feasting on ash. Her only companion. She just sat there in her own little world, lost to her inner thoughts. Those thoughts were wrapped up with her restless emotions. She was greedy, wanting to be someone's, but she never gets it. Never has one to hold her and comfort her but friends and family. The doll comes running from the shadows suddenly and stops, almost tumbling over in its haste to get to the demon's side. Her head turns just barely to look at it and finds herself holding the doll this time. It fit neatly in her lap. It was always with her, hiding from the naked eye...only one has seen it, her god daughter. But she spoke not much on why it was alive..only that she'd had it for a long time.

Her arms wraps around the doll protecting it from the heat cast at her as the salamanders grew with their feast. What she saw in that flame is hard to say. She only just sat there, feeling lost and lonely with heavy eyes. She was exhausted, fighting herself and so many others...Inspite the family and friends, she was utterly on her own. She did what she had to and now her lids just grew heavy as the one eye stared off into the dancing blaze of orange and yellows to sink into the white blaze where it was hottest, loosing herself to her thoughts while she sat there thinking. Thinking of several things...

Has the World Gone Mad or Just Me?

She stood there talking to someone she'd not seen in a long time, the man looking at her. Seeing the confusion in his eyes and then uncertainty. Shea didn't seem to know what to think when he found out that this small demon was the same that use to run around with plaid shirts and shorts, scuffed up knees and dorky nerd glasses. A true little hick in the beginning. Now, he sees this small dark being. The comment about her being a walking shadow made her shiver within and had laughed to hide her own nervousness.

It was a tickle at first, in her head, and then a familiar masculine voice speaking to her. Sieran checking up on her after he had gotten the seals in place fully once more. She wasn't expecting to get anything further out of him but suddenly she feels the pull, her old sire summoning her like she was some minion to do his bidding.

Not wanting the pain it brought when ignoring a summoning like that, she arrives before him in silence, kneeling at his feet as she would Vulcan, respecting her old mentor and once sire..


Sieran: Does the power of the old seals feel well?

Nerissa tips her head as she looks up to him when she comes at his summoning and shrugs. " I itch..but I blame the healin' on it." She flashes a smile.

Sieran: Good

Sieran: I'm glad they've taken root

Nerissa glances around, curious of her surroundings. "Its not gonna innterfer with my magicks is it?" She turns to him.

Sieran: If those neko's get in my way again I will rip their ears and tails off

Sieran: It will only protect and increase your magic

Sieran: My left arm is as you see a Steel replacement

Nerissa sighs and nods. "I've already gone off on them about bein' overly protective...they caused me to take a savage blow last night to another demon that had captured me."
Sieran: What happened?

Nerissa looks at him and frowns. "I coulda replaced it, Sieran. Its what I do..I don't need that stuff ya had made and gave me.."

Nerissa shrugs. "There was a demon that had collared one of my students..I grew angry and went after him..and lost in battle. " [[I hate my wireless. The damn macro keys I had set don't work.}}

"He had no intention of doin' further damage, only bound me..but the kiddies got doubly defensive to see me in a state..When they attacked he landed a blow that hit hard. " She further explains.

Sieran holds up his left arm a glowing spheare floating above the metal hand "The demons of this world are weak when they lose this..."

Nerissa had looked away, attracted by the cawing, and turns back as if reacting to the feel of something released. She looks at the sphere. "..That is...what? " She asks.

Sieran: It is what makes a demon a demon...Most demons take the body of a human to do horrid actions againist the world that curses them..others come from the rift as full demons but not many humans can see their true form without burning out their eyes and dying

Sieran: But for those who come through the rift and embark on a quest to spawn more of their children..This essence is what keeps them linked to their realm...And without it they turn to ash in both realms...As if they never were there

Sieran: Rather interesting when you have a enchanted arm able to rip this out of a pure demon and hold them hostage...

Sieran smiles "But I feel no love for their kind as you know my job has been to protect the humans that dwell in this world even if they are stupid meat bags..." laughs as he crushs the orb in his hand a flash of light and then only dust remains

Sieran: I had to find the right place to test my skills as a seal master

Sieran: So I provoked a demon to bring me to their plain

Nerissa nods slowly as her eye remains on it. "....We are different..that makes us unique makes us ..stronger.." She says quietly, looking down at his words that makes her shiver. "Will ya kill me for bein' a demon?..Even if I gotta soul?.."

Sieran: You were human once

Sieran: Turned Vampire then a demonic essence forced into your shell

Sieran: But not a vampire..Something much greater

Sieran: You were a Crusnik

Sieran: You smelled like a human and looked like one

Nerissa nods again, still with gaze down cast. " But I was already dead long before ya embraced me..that lil pocket my soul was stuck in makin' my body a walkin' mass of energy.."

Sieran: Again..You were taken in by a monster that mankind made to destroy all that faced them

Sieran: Your powers grew but now they are gone..

Nerissa looks over quickly.

"..Say again?.." She says.

Sieran: You think you need to feed but your need to feed was only for battle..

Sieran: When you thought I was a true vampire you fed and fed

Sieran: It is true I can bare my fangs and use magic..but I'm a monster...And your powers from your life as a crusnik are gone..

Sieran: Don't look so shocked you gave them up when you became a Demon

"But..I still feel the desire to feed off blood. Not off souls..sensual energies...I want blood.." She frowns but then nods again. " I know."

Sieran: You've tricked yourself into thinking blood is what you need

Sieran: But within blood you can drain the soul of another if not fully but only a tad..Just enough to not notice

Sieran: There are many things at work in this world and the many others..

Nerissa crosses her arms and looks away, gazing across the trees. She turns and suddenly jerks up her jacket, baring her flat, obsidian stomach. " Then what is this?!" She asks and shoves her arm into the flesh that gives like putty.

Sieran: Why don't you ask your father?

Nerissa pulls out the vial that holds what's left of the healing elixor given to her by her sire long ago, held onto preciously, she holds it to him, arm covered with frost to her elbow.

Sieran: And what is that?



Nerissa sighs. "My father is dead. Like my mother, Sieran..Remember?" She looks at it and holds it to him. "Ya gave it to me..ya had some gyspsies make it when ya were huntin' malks a long time ago..."

Sieran: You've held onto it this long

"This is where I keep..things.." She lays her free hand on the belly, a shimmer around it aglow, raw arcanum at her fingertips just wanting to be used. "This is what makes me cold..not because I'm a demon..or was dead flesh at one point.."

Nerissa looks up at him and nods. "I kept everything...even the doll I tried to put my soul into.."

Sieran places his gauntlet againist your belly "You will feel warmth in here soon..a child"

Sieran grins

Nerissa says quietly, "Every lil thing ya ever gave me..I've kept close as I could to me..the books.." She frowns and slaps his hand away. " There's never gonna be a birth outta me!"

Sieran: There will be in 8 hours you will have a seed

Nerissa looks appalled suddenly and shakes her head, refusing to believe. "No. I will never let myself get pregnant, Sieran. I've been on the strongest of birth control since I joined the coven.."

Sieran: In time you will see

Sieran: As for my child..

Sieran: I plan to sever all ties to him..

Sieran: I cannot let one of his blood live

Sieran: So I shall cripple or kill him
Sieran: One or the other..Depends on my mood

Nerissa Dae shock hits her, making her dark face ashen. "Nicholas? No! Yer not killin' my lil brother!" She snaps waspishly wtih tears in her eyes. " And I'm never gonna get pregnant! Ya hear me! Never!!" she screams before she runs through the Veil to run from madness and her own anger and fear.

The doll come scrambling out from under the lab table where it had been sitting most the day. She just told them it was her's from a very long time, which was true from one that couldn't lie. Yet never spoke about what the doll actually was or represented. It only come running when Nerissa had come storming back inside from having been celebrating the defeat of the latest monster attacks. She was boiling mad, the ebony features twisted in anger. Bato had been outside, talking to them, her playfully bantering about payment for helping heal him several times during battle. But her god daughter had spoken rudely to the werewolf and she had done something never before thought possible. She had backhanded her own daughter for the behavior shown and then stormed off to fight the boiling anger within her.

It danced around the demon's feet. It tried to offer calm soothing words to her. Tried to remind her of people who loved her. The doll held up a small skull that use to belong to a bird. She looks at it and a smile breaks as she can't help but laugh as she lowers herself to the floor of the lab to usher her poppet to her lap. " I get the picture, lil one.." She tells it and tsks as she fixes the doll's dress and checks for cracks. It wouldn't do well if her baby broke. The bones inside were irreplaceable and what created the doll even harder to replicate. She stroked the curls that dangled around the face that looked so much like her long ago, the auburn locks still shiny, her own hair carefully fed into the scalp area. Her pride and joy this one is.

The demon sighs and leans against the wall behind her tiredly, a familiar presence in the back of her mind, speaking softly to her. Her lips smiles for a moment then she closes her eyes to fall asleep, looking more like a doll herself once the mind turns inward and shuts off the outside world.

The Eight Seals of Binding

She woke up finally, feeling as if her chest was stomped on, her heart as if it had been squeezed. In fact, it had taken a serious blow, Sieran's unexpectant attack to set the last one leaving her screaming and spilling a grand amount of blood to the library floor. What felt a nightmare was reality and it come to hit her the next day with a heavy fist to the gut.

All the seals she had erected to bind the darkness within her. A means to keep herself safe and sane, so she thought, and she had shattered them all in a blaze of single minded hatred to the one that betrayed the Coven. As soon as she heard what Lysander had done, she didn't think. She only reacted. The demon tearing through all she had created and slammed into his mind with a twisted mind of revenge.

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Nerissa Dae 's mind slams into his psyche with a snarl. "What are you doing fool!" she screams.

Lysander Demonge winces at the impact of her mind forcing it's way into his. Ignoring her petty inquiry he slams shut the walls of his mind, lacing the rejection with a wave of pain for her efforts.

Nerissa Dae can be felt slamming against it, her drug induced mind making her attackes harder and more intense as she barely puts anything behind them but inhuman anger. The demon comes to the foreground, rising out of the depths with a vengenous. There comes a bain sidhe's screech, ear shattering and mental if she breaks through his shields.

Lysander Demonge doubling over from the furious assault, the screem of a thousand harpies echoing in his mind, he dips into Hell's seemingly endless reservoir of power, hurling every inch of it he could draw at the witch in the form of incredible heat. Collapsing from the effort, he crawls to the nearest chair, propping his back against it.

Nerissa Dae doesn't let up. Madness taking, the demon never before reacted in such a manner in the naked eye. There's nothing sane in the mind that assails his defensive ways, a brutal wash of cold madness exploding and beating at anything to render his mind useless if she gets that far.

Lysander Demonge slams his defensive wall back into place, only to have it broken again. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT WITCH, LEAVE ME TO MY MISERY" he roars, so loud in his own mind that waves of pain and nausea beat at his skull.

Nerissa Dae screams, a thousand piercing cries heard, "You have betrayed your family." She snarls as she slams into his mind with what she hopes will feel like spikes.

Lysander Demonge deciding this one is far too powerful to block out entirely, he quickly changes tactics, reverting to that faithful demonic character so common in his kind. Wincing from the assault but not showing any signs otherwise, he softens his voice to a penetrating, pompous tone. "Did your sister enjoy my gift? I wore her you know, like a condom at homecoming. I can still feel her wrapped around me, crying in agony. I can still taste her tears, sssssalty and ssssorrowful...." he hisses at the last.


Nerissa Dae gives no indication of haulting, no notice to the change over coming him. She howls and there's a shift in her own persona. That what made her Shadow. That what made her Vulcan's favorite pet. The demoness utters something unintelligable and a lashing of razors comes from her mind, as if she wants to slice his brain from the inside out. There's a white nova of blinding hatred that pulses and she laughs without warning. "I have no sister you fool. I have no mother. I have no father. No brother. I am only me and you will fall before me ." says the icy hiss so unlike the odd tone of Neri's normal tone.


Lysander Demonge grins in delight, feeling a kindred spirit. Relishing in the wave of cutting pain, he embraces her mind. "I remember you.....Nerissa.....you were a Shadow....." he says softly. "You are one of the witches now? I can't fathom why......I beg forgiveness for my brash behaviour my kindred, please, leave that foul den of goodness and light, come and walk with me in the darkness." Closing his eyes, he runs hands over his skin, reveling in her aura of evil presence. "I long for a companion such as you....honor me with your dark beauty.....Nerissa....".

Nerissa Dae 's wards have been destroyed, the darkeness welling up, the unnatural essence that makes up her entire being, a kiss of such power she holds within her like a living vessel. She laughs at him, mocking him. There is no baiting her, she doesn't seek power, that is clear in her mind. If her hands had touched him physically, those cold little hands would sear flesh from him and slop up his spilt blood. She is lost to the sensations on seems to move around him even in spirit. A shadowy form...dark..insubstantial but for those icy blue eyes that seem to look through him. A huntress. A predator that could snuff him any minute if she wanted to.

Lysander Demonge kneels, still feeling her awe-inspiring power overwhelming him. He lets it wash over him without any attempt to hinder her. Smiling knowingly, he replies, slow and steady. "I know what you think, you look at me as a pitiful little thing, seeking to gain some measure of strength and power. Know this isn't so. I am quite aware you could end me without so much as a twitch, and I care little." Tilting his head back, he opens his mind wider. "I am also aware that my paltry words hold no temptation for you, but you are also aware that your place is not WITH those pathetic witches and their silly spellbooks. Don't you tire of mending possessions, petty drama and any number of other meaningless endeavours? I am sated with who and what I am. I am a demon, not powerful, nor am I weak.....what I do have to offer is an intelligent mind, something the masses of this pathetic city lack. You can deny all you like, but you know this for truth." Nodding contentedly he finishes. "Do as you will....Nerissa."

Lysander Demonge: "I will not attempt to sway you any further."

Nerissa Dae remains circling him, in his mind, her own is total chaos. She holds no sign of humanity now that she had always shown. The compassion she held for him and desire to see him be something. Now, she is along hatred that surrounds him utterly in a cold blanket. " I am neither demon nor angel. I am myself. I am that which is not alive nor dead. You have nothing I want. You are nothing but a fool child.." her words, soft hisses as it seems she literally stands beside him. She carries with her a strength that shows she gets what she wants. "Knowledge is power. Power is not what I seek. I seek to know. To weld. You have caused me to show myself and this doll will forever remember. " Comes her voice, an icey softness this time catching. Something brushes against the dark essence and then it comes to the physical side of him, as if those talons traces over his sculpted body before she jerks away with a peal of laughter.


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She had left his mind and escaped into her own darkness, lost. The following hours had soon been spent to try and reestablish these seals and weak, she managed to make it through the next day fairly safe if not still feeling in a state of utter hatred and thirsting to inflict pain. The night was spent manning the booth for the faire, a perfect distraction and a chance to work to maintain her unsettling darkness by wrestling with those that come to try their strength against the small demoness. Enjoyed even losing, she would laugh every time Wollen, one of the Ryders, managed to get her down. Her excuse was that she was exhausted and just grins at him savagely, dressed in but a bikini top and baggy shorts, smelling of the goo that was inside the cauldron below that most losers would of been pushed into.

Perhaps the lack of sleep or just something had brought her to this point that she sought out her sire, Sieran. Though no longer vampire, she regarded him thus still her sire and mentor, as were many others have taught her. They worked to reinstate the wards, though his were only temporary, having to loose her eye so he could place a blood stone into it which held one of the seals to bind her. Another would be placed on her pelvis, another around her throat and thus followed until the last one was put into her heart itself. He didn't have to be there to do it. She was lost to the darkness by then, in the library and ranting at it to show her where the Book of Seals were. Desperation led from madness and books were thrown carelessly as she ripped one after another from the shelf at the time.

It was not until Joah and Hadyn come that prevented her from destroying the books completely. Reaching for the shelf itself, she was readying to pull it down on them both in her enraged mind wanting to send them away, but Hadyn and snatched her wrist, swollen already and healing from a fracture caused earlier when she had angered Sieran. Now, it was gripped tight to get her attention and then as something cold was slapped into her palm and sealed between her flesh and his, she could only feel the biting pain of something burning before the pain hit her chest as well as Sieran's last seal was slammed into her beating heart. A screech flew from her lips before the blood erupted. Even she had never seen so much come spewing out of her mouth to rain down on the floor and scattered books, and then blackness as all the seals flared to life and she fell to the floor into unconsciousness. She doesn't remember Hadyn picking her up like a child and carrying her back to the shop, or the others trying to heal her heart and soul. Only to her, was sweet oblivion...

The Second Path

The vantage point wasn't the best. But it left her hidden mostly in its shadows, all but the curl of ivory topping her skull, the glow of her large blue eyes intense and paler then more. A pale shape of ashen skin illuminated under the sad moon. She leaned against the wall and looked out across the roof tops with her mind everywhere but where she was looking. At her feet stood a doll. A perfect copy, that hide in the folds of her gown. It looked up at her, a small tug that did little to distract the demon from her thoughts. What do we do, the doll asks, and she only shrugs as her face remained as immobile as the miniature of herself. It doesn't matter. Let it go. They can only break a shell now. The reply made the doll burrow into her skirt once more. The tail slips around the doll protectively. Keep it safe. This is what the demon told the doll. It lifts its face to her's, glass eyes just as intense and sparkling with life. Again there's a tug and this time she turns her gaze down as the doll come out and twirled on the roof top away from the edge. It is cold tonight. She tries to smile but it seems she forgot how to and only nods. "Winter, my little one." the demon replies and turns to kneel down to the doll's level. It asks if she can feel it. The demon slowly shaking her head as she brushes the curls away. No...she did not feel it now. The cold. The warmth of another's body. A suitable sacrifice. No more that will distract her from her duty. They will realize too late what she had down, and the demon leaves the doll to stand while she rolls over and stretches out over the dirty roof carelessly to stare up into the cloudy night sky. The doll watches her and finally comes to sit beside the demon, curled up close as a pet would. She took notice how warm it was but for her, the curiosity she may of felt one wasn't there. She knew this but at the same time, the demon realized she didn't care. It just was. "I will make you a beautiful bed to sleep in." She told the doll. It wanted to know why and she stared up, gazing around at the stars, with no answer. She hears another question asked and then does she look over, a single tear coming from the outer corner of her eye to rain down into her hairline. She smiles to it and turns away.

Giving Up..

She lowers herself to the wet sand and sits, not caring if her robe soaked in the dampness and covered with sand. Sitting and staring off across the water with her chin propping up her chin as her eyes burned again with unshed tears. For once, she was having a good night and all it took was one short conversation that brought her where she would be alone. Her god daughter already left or just disappeared and she'd left Haven with her heart in her throat.

Twice today she'd caused problems and never had any intention..it was okay for them to be nasty to her..her eyes drops down and she starts to unbuckle her boots then redoes them slowly up again with shaky fingers. More and more her heart is telling her to leave this retched city and escape all that hurts her. But where would she go?...Closing her eyes, she sighs heavily and tries to clear her mind before they could spill. She's better off alone..more and more..she finds this better. No more will get mad at her. Nor will she anger anyone else. Just disappear into sweet oblivion.

Lifting a hand up, she rubs at her eyes and then lets her sleeve slide over her face before dropping it to her lap as she stretches her legs out to dig out her collar. She looks at it and works it around her neck, a new tag on it hanging down that she tucks up to hide from prying eyes. Its time to give up and just accept it. She's a loser. She'll always be one. Just like her sire said..a door mat, letting everyone walk over her. She deserves it...she doesnt' belong in the coven. She doesn't belong anywhere..with anyone..she's a loser that doesn't deserve to be happy.

Will I Always Be Alone?

Sitting there, watching how the moon ripples over the wave. The deep heaving sigh is silent but it stirs her hair when she lets it expel from her lips. Her god daughter beside her now out of the blue, she hides under the fall of her dark pitch black curls so that the streaks don't shown over her cheeks where makeup had run. She talks of wanting to be a necromancer...the demon can only surmise she wishes this to bring them back. Sometimes, there's a reason that people die..sometimes its better that they're dead..She feels a well up of anger as she thinks of people, those she lost. Those she never got to know and wanted to desperately...She knew why her god daughter wanted to be a necromancer and that she for one didn't agree to it. They spoke for a little and then she leaves so that once again left her alone.

Each time, she can only think of her aingeal. There's an ache inside. A hollow spot that seems to get bigger and bigger the more he is away from her. Her eyes begin to burn again and she tries not to think about him. About anyone. Its time to stop loving. Stop caring so much. Its time for her heart to grow cold and turn to her darker side perhaps.

A distraction. This is what Neri needed. She turns her thoughts inside out and realizes she hears her Sisters talking from somewhere behind her and works her way carefully off the cold metal railing to make her way around front, seeking them out..seeking out company, a distraction. The thoughts that plague her and she finds herself with no one to talk to nor does she wish to talk to anyone about these worries that plague her.

Its times like this that she wishes she had the book. Demonicus seemed to tug at her like a drug to one fiends for some hard shit. She wishes he'd stop toying with her. She did what she was told to do. She does everything she's ordered but for what? His latest communication left her heart wedged in her throat. Just thinking about it left her dizzy and confused. He'd given her a few hours, atleast until he returned, to decide how she wanted her 'gift' to be given and each time she thinks about it she's left lost and uncertain. She craved. Hunger flaring up inside her and steeling her breath. He had not many questions. They were more like demands and she knew he'd not listen if she didn't think well on his offers. She accepted them though, willingly, a pack that she laid out in a verbal agreement and now she can only wait and see what will happen.

For now, all she can do is fight not to weep over her aingeal. Feeling cold inside and out anymore. Lost in an endless sea of coldness that bathes her in its icy blanket and feel as if she's drowning.

How many days has it been? Since she watches her take her last breath. Now, she finds herself with a young woman, her god daughter, and left feeling even more confused and uncertain. How does one take care of another as a mother when they had no mother to learn from? She worries that she will do something and loose her precious lil one. Suyuan near a spitting image of her mother, it tears at her heart each time she looks at the girl.

The flooding leaves so many ill and her own sister's life is like a fire that gasps for oxygen as the water rises around her, the elementalist fighting to survive in this wet city. It tears at the demon's heart and soul, it makes her afraid of losing more. She sends one to the Pit to fetch lava. Part task..part demand..more need then anything. It was nearly botched from that wretched cat. The initiate's quest botched and making the demon livid with anger. Were this one to die in his task, there's without a doubt that this demon would very well kill this cat that pisses her off to no end..

Her mind wanders often and then turns to the demon in the cell, the grey skin glistening with just not persperation but with the demon's own blood. She looks at her and watches before she's told what to do. There was no delight in causing the pain. She did it because she had to. She did it to show something. She did it...to take her frustrations out on. A demon she did not know..to a demon that did not know her..such livid pain this small demon did inflict. With neither smile nor frown. An angel's pale face and ruby painted lips. This demon did much damage to that one.

What was so wrong..was that that demon was innocent all the time. She knew deep in her mind for she was there the entire time. Saw who was at fault. Yet never a word did she say. Not a word did she give away who was the blame. This demon breaking the larger with soft whispered questions. To confess to a crime she did not do...this was done to ease the pain of loosing her Mei...

Now, she sits. Perched above the door like a living statue of an angel of death, her skeletal features shadowed softly under the dark curls of her hair falling around her face. She sits there and watches. The puddles that still stand after the water is gone down. The green tint stagnant soon enough to make her dizzy and ill. Her Family gathered around as always to watch over one another. This she is greatful for.

With a sigh, she sits. Sits on the stone. Barely a breath taken as she watches. Watches the city.

R.I.P. Mei - My soul sister - My Dear Lil One

She sits there on the large chaise lounger, watching the small figure sleeping, her own eyes still puffy and red from the heavy tears she had to fight since the night before. Her heart ached, and the demon tried so hard to appear brave for her 'lil one'. Neri adjusted the blanket over her god daughter's sleeping form, to keep her safe...to keep her dry..to watch over her. The demon tried not to see the girl's mother in her face but too much Suyuan was the spitting image of her dearest and most beloved of friends of late, the memory of the night tearing at her again most severely..It was times like this she yearned for her aingeal. Needing him..but..alas, he was not there for her and she would curl herself up against the head of the lounger, curling carefully around her sleeping daughter's form protectively while her memories haunted her.

One would think that the water wouldn't bother her but old fears still clung to Nerissa. She stood, more then half submerged in the flood waters, and waited after the call she got to meet up with her dearest friend. So caught up in her thoughts, it took a moment to realize that the one that came to her was her Mei.

Anjia Chuzen smiles weakly as she stumbles against Neri, "Hi there." Nerissa looked utterly shocked at the feelings rolling off her dear friend. "It doesn't seem to hurt anymore..." Mei speaks in a quiet tone that made her heart twist up in her chest.

Nerissa Dae turns a solemn face to her friend with worry etched in her eyes. She opens her arms to her, near begging. "..I find that highly unlikely.." she whispers.

"In fact it doesn't hurt at all." The Ryder looks up at her before collasping against Neri. "Help me into the garage."

Nerissa Dae moves foward quickly and grabs ahold of her with a soft whimper, nodding.

She helped her, nearly carried her back to her parents' garage, thinking about the phone call, hearing that Dime had killed Halleon. "I wanna be there... for the last time." Mei whispered to her.

Anjia Chuzen smiles weakly, "Hi Lei..." She looks up, seeing the small lycan entering, bristling instantly but keeping her silence for her Mei's sake. "Come to see me off?" she asked Lei.

SahngLei Xue greets Mei, " hello "

SahngLei Xue: i came to join you

Anjia Chuzen slips Neri a piece of paper.

"And even if it did it would just be too late anyways" Neri looks confused now, pale blue eyes darting to both before she frowns a little bit as she looks to Mei, feeling dizzy.

There was a moment of shock as she lifts her head...she had actually fainted..the shock of her friend talking of suicide..all she could do, that moment, was listen to the two talk..

Anjia Chuzen: Poison?
SahngLei Xue shrugs
SahngLei Xue points to the vials on her tail
Anjia Chuzen: I'm already very, very sick due to the water.
Anjia Chuzen: Hrm.... that's could work.
SahngLei Xue: i could strangle you to death
SahngLei Xue: drown you
Anjia Chuzen: Erm...
Nerissa Dae looks at them both, frowning more.
SahngLei Xue: slice your head off
Anjia Chuzen: Something peaceful please.
SahngLei Xue: up to you
SahngLei Xue: there are many choices
Anjia Chuzen: Poison will do.
SahngLei Xue hands her one of the vials
SahngLei Xue: that one
Neverliska Klossovsky huffs and groans as she runs up, the toxic water dripping off her.
SahngLei Xue: and for me....i need silver

Anjia Chuzen accepts it as she lifts it, as she peers at it curiously, "What is it?"
Anjia Chuzen: And will it work?
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) shakes hirself, letting the water peal off hir in a controlled way
SahngLei Xue: "Its a deadly poison derived from a root...im not sure what exactly its called but yes it know it will work"
Anjia Chuzen: So what's your damage? Why do you want to do this?"
SahngLei Xue: "i just do"
Neverliska Klossovsky doesn't bother shaking as she moves up closer to her mother, her eyes flicking over to the vial in Mei's hands before looking at her Mother. "What... what are you doing..."

SahngLei Xue: "Im helping mei and she is gonna help me"
Anjia Chuzen: There has to be a good reason.
Nerissa Dae folds her lips together as she stands there while tears stream down her cold cheeks.
SahngLei Xue doesnt look at her daughter just stares at mei "And do you have something silver aroubd here?"
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) tilts hir head as shi looks to hir mother with dimmed eyes and then to hir sister before shi finally focuses on hir mother again
SahngLei Xue: "If so could you widdle it sharp for me?"
Neverliska Klossovsky growls and stops her foot as she hears the word silver. "You just going to give up you life that easily because someone threw mean words at you!'
Anjia Chuzen: I believe so.

Anjia Chuzen: I'm certain I could find something among my jewelry.
SahngLei Xue: "Yes" she hissed at never "I cannot take it anymore all anyone ever has for me is harsh words and dumb jokes im sick of it!!!"
Anjia Chuzen: I believe we may have silver nitrate.
Anjia Chuzen frowns as she arches a brow at Lei, "You're killing yourself over mean words?"
SahngLei Xue: yea
SahngLei Xue: so what
SahngLei Xue: whats it to you
Neverliska Klossovsky clenches her paws into fists. "Then leave the city! Don't end your fucking life! that's just a cowards way out! And you aren't a coward!"
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) shivers and breaks a tear at the mentioning of silvernitrate as shi turns to hir sister with a vague whimper
Nerissa Dae bows her head as she draws something to her hands. "Fuckin' children..." she mutters.
SahngLei Xue: whats it to anyone
Anjia Chuzen: I dunno... thought you might have a better excuse.
SahngLei Xue: nope
Anjia Chuzen: Like divorced, two father figures dead.
Anjia Chuzen: Struggling to look at a child who you wish you could give everything too.
SahngLei Xue: im divorced i have no place within my family my sister killed herself and my pet ran away
SahngLei Xue: what more do i need?
Anjia Chuzen: You sure you want to do this?
SahngLei Xue: look
SahngLei Xue: dont ask me why
SahngLei Xue: i just want to
Neverliska Klossovsky growls as she flattens her ears. "I guess the children you adopted are of no value to you. How many times have you put me in this position!?"
SahngLei Xue: if thats alright with everyone
Anjia Chuzen shrugs, "All right."
SahngLei Xue: right make me feel worse
SahngLei Xue: go ahead
SahngLei Xue: it will all be over soon anyways
Neverliska Klossovsky stops her foot. "I will! Until you get it through your head that we don't want you to go and actually care about you! You and your thin as air skin!"
Anjia Chuzen shrugs as she turns towards the work bench and begins rummaging through the drawers for a few moment before she finds a small container and hands it to Lei.
Anjia Chuzen: This is silver nitrate.
Anjia Chuzen: We put in our bullets when we wanna kick your asses.
SahngLei Xue takes it and holds it close
SahngLei Xue: what do i do with it?
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) begins to whimper vaguely as shi holds onto Nev's shirt gently
Anjia Chuzen: Eh, drinking it will make be really painful.
Anjia Chuzen: Here...
Anjia Chuzen hands her a bullet.
Anjia Chuzen: There is silver nitrate in there.
Anjia Chuzen: Just load it into your gun.
SahngLei Xue: i was told this stuff only hurts us it wont kill us
Anjia Chuzen: And shoot yourself.
SahngLei Xue: i need pure silver spike or something
Neverliska Klossovsky growls again, her body shaking. "Ya know what... I'm sick of your shit. I'm glad you aren't my birth mother. She would have so much more power than you! Emotionally and physically! You are neither!" turns to looks at Seto and holds him. "Come, I don't want you to watch that creature kill itself..."
Nerissa Dae moves foward and grabs Mei's shoulder as she holds out a hand full of bullets. "Take these..the bullets themselves are silver and filled with liquid silver..they've been spelled for a painless death.." she says through tears.
bundy Razor's eyes suddenly widen at hearing " shoot urslef"
SahngLei Xue shrugs not caring anymore
Neriss's voice breaks when she speaks, "I've no use for them, my sire made them for me.."
Anjia Chuzen gestures as towards Lei as she hands them towards her.
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) whines a bit as shi watches Lei, seemingly stunned
Anjia Chuzen: Never thought we'd be doing this together.
Anjia Chuzen chuckles softly.
Anjia Chuzen: And was that Dev I just saw?
SahngLei Xue holds out a hankerchief to catch them in
SahngLei Xue: Who cares
"...Mei...I don't want ya to go.." It was all she could do not to slap Mei, Neri's face streaking with wet tears.
bundy Razor turns to mei
Anjia Chuzen: I've lost my pillars of strength...
bundy Razor just realised she's tryna kill herself
Anjia Chuzen: I'm sorry.
Nerissa blurts out, "I can't loose anymore..Coran..now you..and all those before you.."
Neverliska Klossovsky growls and flattens her ears, picking Seto up again, this time holding him as if he were a child and walks farther out of the garage and back out into the water. "Come on.... I won't make you see that... I thought I saw you die... I won't volunteerly watch someone else I care about do it to themselves because they are weak."
bundy Razor: mei??
bundy Razor: is this a joke??
Anjia Chuzen: No Bundy...
Anjia Chuzen: I suggest you walk away..
Anjia Chuzen: This won't be pretty.
SahngLei Xue: please everyone leave us
bundy Razor: Hell no!
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) is lifted but doesn't resist in anyways as shi's pulled away, only hir maw was open
SahngLei Xue: mei
SahngLei Xue: i want to admit something to you right now
SahngLei Xue: before its too late
Nerissa Dae 's lip tremble and snaps. "I could take your soul, Mei! I could take you before you die..and you will never rest!"
bundy Razor's eyes fill with tears " things are just adding up...that sux"
Anjia Chuzen ignores Neri as she perks her ears at Lei.
Anjia Chuzen: Say it.

SahngLei Xue: deep down ive always loved you like a sister but my stubborn pride would never allow me to tell you
SahngLei Xue: well till now
Anjia Chuzen chuckles dryly, "I guess I had some feeling for you too."
Nerissa Dae casts her eyes down to the dirty floor and touches her stomach.
Anjia Chuzen: Now we go down together.
Anjia Chuzen: Neri...
SahngLei Xue nods
Anjia Chuzen: Do me a favor.
Anjia Chuzen: Watch over Suyuan.
bundy Razor sniffs looking at the pack
Anjia Chuzen: Tell her I went to go be with her two grandfathers.
bundy Razor wipes her tears " your going no where mei"
Anjia Chuzen: Do you at least want to say goodbye to Wotan and Draven?
SahngLei Xue: no
SahngLei Xue: i dont
Nerissa Dae gives her nothing but silence now, tears running down her face now heavily.
SahngLei Xue: i dont want to say bye to anyone
SahngLei Xue: and i dont want anyone to find my body
SahngLei Xue: thanks for the bullets
SahngLei Xue: ill go somewhere and hide to finish the job
Anjia Chuzen nods as she lifts the veil concealing her face and she pops off the top to the vial, "A toast... to happier times." she throws her head back and her lips touch the brim of the vial before she quickly swallows it.
Anjia Chuzen: *the liquid
bundy Razor grabs mei by the arm crying hard and shaking her " your not going anywhere" yelling
bundy Razor looks at the demon not doing anything
SahngLei Xue watches mei drink what she knows to be the most deadly poison known to man and winces
Nerissa Dae throws her arms around her without warning, grabbing Mei as she starts to cry harder.
Anjia Chuzen: How long will this take?
SahngLei Xue: 3 minutes tops
SahngLei Xue: you should feel very sick like the flu then fade to a sleep
SahngLei Xue: or atleast i was told
Anjia Chuzen she begins to feel weak slightly as she collapses back into Neri, her head spinning.
SilverLeaf Zabaleta watches from the street, in shock
bundy Razor falls on her knees pulling on mei's skirt screaming and cryng hard " Noooo!"
Anjia Chuzen blinks back tears, "I'm sorry you guys..."
SahngLei Xue: "Oh but she isnt the only im next"
SahngLei Xue: "only noone will find me or see mine"
Anjia Chuzen: Awwww,,,
Anjia Chuzen: I was hoping... we could... go down... together...
SahngLei Xue looks back to mei as she leans to brush the hair back from her face "Sleep mei, shhhh just rest now"
Nerissa Dae shakes her head. "No..yer not. Ya wouldn't be doin' this! For fuck sake! I let my father torture me!!! I can't even keep a man...what the fuck!"
Anjia Chuzen slips further into Neri's embrace as she slips down to her side on the floor, "I don't feel so good."
She didn't know what to do anymore but bawl..a demon reduced to tears, her heart twisting in her chest and all she can do is cling to Mei "I'll never have children..." she says, in thought, she couldn't say, 'and now you won't be here to see when..if that day came..to see me finally swollen with life..'
Nerissa Dae draws Mei tightly to her and buries her face in her hair, freezing breath sinking through.
Anjia Chuzen murmurs, "Yes... you do now..."
Anjia Chuzen: Suyuan is your daughter now.
Nerissa Dae sobs quietly now.
bundy Razor screams loud " nooo"
Birch Devin stares in horrified confusion
bundy Razor buries her face in her hands
Anjia Chuzen: Tell her... I would rather kill my own weak spirit... to give her a stronger one.
Anjia Chuzen grips her stomach as she begins to slip in and out of consciousness and she begins to hallucinate, singing softly in Mandarin.
SahngLei Xue nods
SahngLei Xue: almost there
SahngLei Xue: about a minute now
Nerissa Dae leans down and quickly sweeps her arm under the billows of fabric to pick Mei up, clinging to her as she starts to cry harder.
bundy Razor crawls towards mei wraping her hand in hers sniffing " mei..u not leaving...u always there..." sobs
Nerissa Dae starts to pitifully whimper until a demonic sobbing is heard...
Anjia Chuzen: Guys don't cry... I'm happy now...
Anjia Chuzen lifts her arms as she seems to be reaching for someone, "Coran... father..."
Birch Devin shakes her head "I dont understand whats going on,... but I dont want to lose you either Mei, there hasnt been enough time to know you"
SahngLei Xue loads the gun with a silver bullet carefully using the hankerchief as a guide and covers for her hands
Nerissa Dae shakes her head as she grips her tighter, pressing her lips softly to Mei's face.
Anjia Chuzen: I'm coming...
SahngLei Xue cocks the gun so the bullet releases into the chamber readying it
SahngLei Xue sighs and points the gun to her head
bundy Razor reaches her hand up attempting to stop the pack from shooting herself
SahngLei Xue growls
Birch Devin looks to the were
bundy Razor screams " no!"
The demon whispers through her tears, "..I will never forgive ya, Mei..I love you and I will never forgive ya for leavin' me.."
SahngLei Xue: "It has to be done"
SilverLeaf Zabaleta crys quietly walking up to bundy, "No Lei, it doesn't"
Anjia Chuzen eyes flutter close as her breathing grows shallow, her last words being uttered as her hearing ceases, her pulse slowing as her heartbeat ends and she utters one last sigh before she expires.
Draven Piek ear twitches nerviously
Nerissa Dae utters a piercing, bain sidhe scream. Tearing from her throat as her body arches in anguish..
SahngLei Xue looks down at mei and places her finge ron the trigger
Nerissa Dae buries her face into Mei's body as she rocks her to herself, unable to stop crying now as her friend dies in her arms.
SahngLei Xue: "Tell my ex family nothing"
bundy Razor looks at mei again her hand in hers then lifts her eyes at the pack her other hand pulling her shorts " stop!"
SilverLeaf Zabaleta tries to grab the gun from Leis hand, "Stop Lei!"
SahngLei Xue pulls away from silver a loud growls eminating from her throat
Birch Devin covers her face with her hands unable to say anything or move to stop the horror
bundy Razor sobs hard
SahngLei Xue ferociously roars with a thunderous snarling growl.
SilverLeaf Zabaleta: "Lei give me the gun please" holds her hand out

SahngLei Xue shakes her head "No I am doing this"
bundy Razor buries her face in mei's skirt crying hard shaking her head
Birch Devin chokes out a whispered "why... why do any more have to die?"
SilverLeaf Zabaleta stops shaking her head, "Why? Please Lei don't"
SahngLei Xue: "Me and Mei wanted to do this together now stop trying to stop me"
Nerissa Dae shakes harder the tighter she clings to Mei's body, rocking her as she keeps bawling, muttering words under her breath.
Draven Piek can feel a growl nearly rip through his throat but just stays silent
SahngLei Xue sniffs a moment before turning to see if her sniffer was right
SilverLeaf Zabaleta: "Lei there are living people here who love you, I have no idea whats going on but......don't"
SahngLei Xue scoffs :like who?"
SahngLei Xue mnnods once to draven
Birch Devin: maybe people you dont even know yet...
SilverLeaf Zabaleta: The pack, your family
SahngLei Xue: "its obvious i will have no peace here"
Birch Devin: do you really think this is the best choice? a silver bullet to the head?
SahngLei Xue: "i shall seek other shelter for my dismissal"
Birch Devin: ....
SilverLeaf Zabaleta: "NONE OF US get peace here Lei"
SahngLei Xue starts to step off
Birch Devin growls "suicide is the cowards way out
Draven Piek sees Lei and stays silent
SahngLei Xue nods once "I dont expect to be followed"
SahngLei Xue then walks off
Birch Devin shakes her head and slumps her shoulder, looking to Mei's still body a tear slips down her face
SilverLeaf Zabaleta shouts: LEI STOP
bundy Razor lifts her red swollen face from mei's skirt and buries her head in her hands " Oh my god! whats happening to us" sobs hard
Birch Devin: I may have made a mistake coming to Tox...
Birch Devin: I thought I could find a home here,..
Birch Devin: ... family.
"..Where the hell is your people!" Nerissa screams suddenly, a flair of anger shown.
Birch Devin: but the family I thought I found keeps dying, leaving..
[21:24] Nerissa Dae glareds at the ryders around her.
bundy Razor cries even hard at hearing the demon
bundy Razor " its a curse *sobs* a curse"
Birch Devin growls and snaps at the demon she doesnt know "hell if I know... the world has turned upside down... the rain keeps coming, the water is rising, and everyone has gone insane"
Nerissa Dae bows her head, her tears falling on Mei's face as she presses her own against her's, hiding under the dark wet curls.
Birch Devin nods to Mei "What happened to her? Last night we were dancing and laughing, and now my "sister" lays dead on the floor...
Birch Devin: "
Nerissa Dae quickly looks up and sees Sev. Instantly she starts crying harder, unable to control herself anymore.
Severus Seversky wraps her in his strong pale arms, gently smoothing her silky curls with one large clawed hand, dark brows creased as he looks down upon his little one
Birch Devin looks up at the new demon
bundy Razor sobs harder as the scenario of this whole week pass in frot of her eyes
Birch Devin: I cant deal with this right now...
Nerissa Dae has never cried so hard before and now she seems broken even more, pressing back against him as she refuses to let go of Mei, shaking harder in his arms as she clings to her dearest friend.
bundy Razor sobs even more reminecing the good days
Birch Devin: I dont even know any of you,... I dont understand why I even care...
Birch Devin: This whole place is just... a nightmare.
Severus Seversky sighs heavily, continuing to soothingly stroke Neri, dark brows creased as he looks down upon the body in her arms
bundy Razor runs around the garage insanely throwing away everything on the floor and screaming
Nerissa Dae cradles Mei to herself, a hand lifted to her lips she bites down and breaks the skin for a well of red to bead up. She uses it to make a cross on her friend's forehead and whispers to her a prayer in hopes that her soul will finally be in peace, fighting the urge to snatch it and hoard it so she never looses her dearest friend..But she just continues to cry now and leans down to set her own the floor carefully, brushing her hair from her face before she turns and throws herself into Sev's towering frame.
Severus Seversky shakes his white maned head slightly, powerful arms tightening about his little one as though sensing what she wished, he presses soft soothing kisses to her brow
bundy Razor paused after making a mess in the garage eyes red and tears still flowing, looks down at mei then lifts her eyes to the sky blinking
Anjia Chuzen a white mist seems to surround her crumpled and dead form, her soul as it leaps from her body as it dives into Neri's stomach, a far away word, "Goodbye..."
A sharp gasp as she feels the warmth of Mei's presense slam into her stomach, Neri's belly flaring with blue the color of her eyes as the glow brightens. She takes upon her the soul with a hysterical sobbing, able to feel her. "...My soul will never stop hurtin' my sister heart.." she whispers and slumps as she lays her hands over her stomach..
Nerissa Dae runs her fingers over Mei's lifeless cheeks before she rises slowly, face utterly pale under her makeup streaking down her face.
bundy Razor leans on the counter covering her face in her hands and sobbing
Nerissa Dae looks back and turns to the woman standing. "Make sure she's properly buried..." Her hand touches her belly, stroking it, feeling Mei's soul inside her.
bundy Razor grabs her radio
Birch Devin growls low in her throat quiet and constant

She walked away..alone yet not alone..Holding something precious within her..