Mew...

Brianna plays with the book shelf.

Larissa walks over watching Brianna with a smile of a mother "Can I be of help?"

Brianna shrugs and puts a book back that she was looking at,"Ooh Nothing, just playing round."

Larissa smiles and adjusts the book she has put back "I can see that"

Brianna puts her hands behind her back,"I guess this is the special Omegan shelf huh?"

Larissa chuckles softly "All are special Omegan shelves. But yes.... this one is more special"

Brianna: "I thought so, since its near the table and all..."

Larissa watches her and strokes the spines of some books, which respond with a faint glow to her touch "And the chairs."

Brianna nods,"And the very important chairs." She giggles.

GrrBrool specially designed fer sittin on . . ..

GrrBrool swivels an ear to Jonathon and nods wit ha wink

Larissa smiles to Grr almost shy then back at Brianna "Maybe you would like our comic section?"

Brianna shakes her head,"I read bigger books then that...I'm not a Prowler." She crosses her arms slightly, twitching her ears to the ones around,"Hm?"

Larissa tilts her head "There are great comics... I didnt mean to insult, actually."

Brianna shrugs, stretching a bit,"How come your all..whited out huh?"

Larissa looks down "This.... I am sorry, it seems to cause discomfort to many. I have actually no idea... "

Brianna nods,"Ooh..." She looked closer, flicking her tail.

Larissa looks up and smiles "You... like it?"

Brianna grins,"Well I never hate things really...I like unique things..." She wiggled a bit,"And I have never saw something like this before."

Larissa: "Never" she gestures embarassedly around "Oh... well... Thank you"

Delrith makes his way behind Larissa and tilts his head at Bri "evening Bri"

Delrith says 'find everything necessary?'

Brianna grins,"Hello there, doggie ears..."

Delrith grumbles and flattens them

Larissa swallows watching her own bright hand "She is just... playing around"

Delrith crosses arms "im sure she is..."

Brianna looks around,"Where'd Blue go huh?"

Delrith hrms "im not sure, i walked away for a moment and she left"

Larissa smiles, glowing tendrils reaching to Brianna from he hand, but they retract for any sudden move

Brianna frowns,"Oh.." She eyed Larissa's hand,"What are you doing there?"

Larissa drops her hand quietly "I... love"

Delrith lifts a brow to Larissa curiously

Delrith looks up for a moment and looks toward the door "scuse me for a moment"

Brianna tilts her head,"Love, what?" She looked at her,"Huh?"

Larissa shrugs and and waves, barely a voice "Just love."

Brianna: "Oh...." She twitched her ears,"I assume your angel, right?"

Larissa watches the glow pulse, struggling to grow, and still fighting to keep her in a shape "I am called that, yes"

Larissa smiles as she looks again at the girl "An angel yes. But I knew you from before"

Brianna blinks a few times,"Never see an angel so bright...." She tilted her head,"Knew me before what?"

Larissa: Well, when I lived.

Brianna: "Oh...weren't you a demon..." She tries to think back, hard to remember her in any current state.

Larissa adjusts some books that dont at all need adjusting "I was an apprentice to one. But before that, I was just a girl"

Brianna: "Ooh, I've always been just a kitty..." She watched her adjust the books, swaying back and forth in her place.

Larissa smiles "Yes, you dont seem to have changed at all. I hope you are well"

Brianna stretches,"Well....now I'm not a blood doll anymore, now I'm evil and stuff." She spoke happily as if it were something just a normal.

GrrBrool Lykin accepted your inventory offer.

Larissa chuckles "Evil?! You mean torture and harsh stuff?"

Brianna nods,"Yes, uh huh."

Larissa smiles, a nostalgic look on her face "You revel... in pain?"

Brianna tilts her head,"Pain...no no silly I just punish the ones that are bad."

Larissa looks at her intently and takes a step closer "You judge, then"

Brianna shakes her head,"The ones that come to play in the Pit, they tell me to make them go away and punish them. Other than that your okay."

GrrBrool Lykin looks from face to face, and can't help but smile and shake his head

Larissa sighs "Some ask you to torture others, or you torture the ones who ask for it?"

Brianna scratches her head,"Uhm, ask for it?"

Larissa nods "Some revel in pain.... they ask for it... in one way or another"

Brianna smiles and nods,"Hmm, yes..thats it." She pondered, only raised to kill and spy, she barely knew past it,"What do you do..read books?"

Larissa looks at the shelves thoughtfully "I used to.... Now... I just love"

GrrBrool Lykin looks over at Lari and Bri, then to Blue "we all got our hobbies . . "

Larissa looks back at her "I am sure you are a creative one." she pauses "That is... when you torture..."

GrrBrool: see, we all got em . . .

Brianna nods,"I don't play and stuff as much as Kishi or the others though, but I do play."

Larissa walks over and leans to look down at her, raising her hand and lifts Brianna's chin with light fingers to look her in the eye

Brianna blinks, her chin being lift,"Umm, what are you doing..." Her tail stopped moving, ears flattened.

GrrBrool: well, Blue, thats tha thing wit hFleshies . . .there's lots of em, ya can spend all day, every day killin em, and there/s still gunna be more

Larissa's touch feels just as a memory of a touch, her focusless gaze is just a presence, filling brianna, as if she is inside out for a brief moment, bathing in blinding caressing light.

Brianna stands, finding herself unable to move, almost lost and blinded by the light,"Mew.." She utters, only able to say that much.

Larissa nods slowly and releases the kitty's chin, drawing her gaze away as she takes a step back

Rhaven Twine pauses at the head of the stairs, surveying as much of the room as could be seen from the main landing. "Hey, there, Grr."

Brianna droops slightly before gaining back her stance, she rubbed her eyes,"What, did you just do?" She looked up, only able to look at her a short while before looking away.

Larissa shakes her head "I dont interfere, little one. I am. I observe. I give"

Brianna looks around,"Give? You didn't give me something, did you?"

Larissa opens her palm upwards "All I have is to show. It is hard to explain"

Brianna reaches to poke her palm,"Eh?"

Larissa chuckles "See." Brianna's fingers poke through her glowy palm, but as she watches closer, small galaxies emerge and subside in the white glow

Brianna grins,"Ooh..magics..." She pulls her hands back and claps them together.

Larissa smiles and nods slowly "Some call it magic. It is the World."

Brianna sticks her tongue out,"You couldn't have possibly given me the world."

Larissa chuckles "No, that is already yours. But I already told you. I just give love"

Brianna pouts,"A simple hug would have been better."

Larissa chuckles "Well. I can give a hug too"

Brianna shakes her head,"Nopers, too late now." She snickers.

Larissa smiles "Well then." she raises her hand a golden booklet witha beautifully drawn white fox lady on the cover appears in her hand "Still dont want a comic?"

Brianna blinks,"I turned my library card thing in...Not sure if they all got it or not..."

Larissa chuckles "IF you gave it to Brit, it is in good hands. I trust you would bring it back so that others could read it too"

Brianna shakes her head,"I gave it to some other person that lives here...."

Larissa opens the book and pulls out Brianna's card. "Now. What you gave us was an application card. The library card is actually for you to keep. We write on it the number of the books you take and the date you promise to bring them back in."

Brianna: "Oh..." She nodded,"So I can keep it all a while, yes?"

Larissa smiles and gives her the card and the book. "Exactly. YOu read the book, lend it to someone even, copy the pictures, if possible dont draw into it, and dont spill coffee...."

Brianna: "I don't drink coffee so it is all good.." She takes the book and card,"Thanks." She looked around,"So....I can leave with this...now?"

Larissa watches her with a faint smile "All you have to do is promise a return date"

Brianna: "Uhm..like a week good huh?"

Larissa nods "A week is perfect. Thank you"

Brianna grins and waves,"Okay, goodbye then..." She held the book close to her before scurrying out.

Larissa watches after her and smiles quietly whispering "Take care"

Weakened

Pix Cazalet: As far as I'm concerned Lysander, the past is gone and I will not dwell on it. However, I will reserve a healthy dose of suspicion when you enter our establishment"
Larissa Starostin walks over and smiles to all, hugging Pix tight
Pix Cazalet looks to Larissa and smiles warmly "Hey!!!! Where've you been?"
Lysander Demonge grins to Pix. "I've always been alone......until our encounter.....but no matter. I have many who call me brother, by appreciation if not literal."
Larissa Starostin takes a step back allowing her to continue her conversation, quietly replying "Here and there"
Suyuan Quan scoffs.
Disembodied Voice: Two fates... we prefer she dies.
Larissa Starostin looks over to Lysander and back to Pix
Suyuan Quan buries her face within her hands as she banshee-like spirit emerges once more.
Lysander Demonge ignores Suyuan's pathetic noises, figuring she's just angry he won't invite her to his bed as countless......almost infinite others have.
Calleigh Constantine hisses softly at Sutyan. "Drop it." Glances over to Lysander, raising her hand slightly. " SEe you around then. Take care of you--" Hears the voices and blinks.
Pix Cazalet nods to Lysander before looking to Larissa "I want to hear it all"
Larissa Starostin looks down and shakes her head whispering "Demons.. I could have warned you"
Lysander Demonge raises a fist to his chest and bows respectfully to Cal. "Be well Calleigh."
Disembodied Voice: Death or transformation... let her be the former.
Lysander Demonge nods to Pix respectfully.
Calleigh Constantine frowns reaching out a moment to grasp Soy, murmuring. "Comeon you, you're comig with me to the shop..."
Larissa Starostin smiles to Pix "When you have time, just think of me"
Suyuan Quan nods as she follows behind her.
Pix Cazalet smiles "I often think of you"
Disembodied Voice: No... we prefer she come to us at the graveyard.
Lysander Demonge arches an eyebrow to Larissa. "Something you care to say about Demons, librarian? I'm right here, no need to speak of me as if I'm not."
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Larissa Starostin turns "You have hurt me once or twice just because I am an angel... and I have reasons...." her voice fades as she turns "It is difficult to deal with your kind...."
Lysander Demonge nods. "I'm sorry to hear it, I however am not your typical Demon. If you're in my good graces, I think you'll find me quite the gentleman."
Pix Cazalet looks down the street watching Calleigh stomp away "please excuse me, somehow I think I should be at the shop "
Pix Cazalet: Be wary Lar, if you're not in his good graces then....*voice drifts off as she walks away*
Lysander Demonge nods to Pix, bowing slightly. "Take care beautiful."
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Lysander Demonge looks to Larissa, letting his eyes caress her body appreciatively. "You have my apologies if I was less than tolerable in the past....I have my days..."
Larissa Starostin looks at the library and wraps her hands around her arms and nods "Thank you"
Lysander Demonge nods slowly. "You seem apprehensive, understandeable. I'm not the nicest fellow to grace Toxia. Did you have some buisness to attend to?"
Larissa Starostin sighs "I had the library full of demons...I needed some air..." she chuckles "As I have said... it is not easy soemtimes"
Lysander Demonge nods in agreement. "Can't help what we are, just wise not to provoke us, we tend to be a bit spiteful."
You: Your kind is versatile, but... always overwhelming
Lysander Demonge shrugs. "Yeah, I consider myself less than tolerable most times."
Larissa Starostin sighs "We have Severus, cursed to suffer and tormented and struggles against his own very nature so hard.... We have Star, well... I am sure I dont need to introduce him... And then Ardere... "
Lysander Demonge sneers. "Severus is a tool...."
Larissa Starostin swallows, looking down whispering "And Lorne..."
Larissa Starostin looks up "Tool?"
Lysander Demonge shakes his head. "Severus is a disgrace to his kind. Lorne on the other hand, I have much respect for, I'm glad he found himself."
Larissa: He found himself...?
Larissa Starostin shifts from one foot to another
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Lysander Demonge nods. "Last I saw him, he was a Shadow, fitting in my opinion. It's where he belongs." Pondering the thought a moment he continues, "Yeah, a tool, and not the kind you repair machinery with. He's a sad excuse for a demon, dead in my eyes and a drama queen."
Larissa Starostin nods slowly her voice barely above a whipser "I quite see your point. I hope.... he is happy"
ArdereLena Nightfire smiles and leaves the library shaking her head over nieve demoneses only to look up and see larissa down the way, smirking to herslef as she draws near wondering if she's still weakend.
Lysander Demonge nods. "That last was in reference to Sev......" he states plainly, shaking his head.
Larissa Starostin blinks and looks up at Ardere taking a step back
Lysander Demonge hearing a voice around the corner, he decides to investigate.
ArdereLena Nightfire smiles wider baring her fangs glad to see the tide has changed and lar is the one to step back"well well little angel girl.. fancy seieng you here."
Lysander Demonge looks the demoness over with a calculating glance. Taking her in from head to toe he wonders at Larissa's apprehension.
Larissa Starostin trembles, still weak from giving away her essenc in vain hope of helping the hopeless "Ardere..."
ArdereLena Nightfire turns her head still smiling wide her fangs glinting as she arches a brow at the male then dismissing him and looking at Lar"mmmm yes Larissa.."
Larissa Starostin blinks, stepping back again, her hand reaching to the lamp post, leaning against it. "It has been a while. I...." she finds her breath and straightens a bit "I hope you are well"
Lysander Demonge grins at her seeming ignorance. This one is quite naive for a Demon, though certainly not lacking the demonic qualities of arrogance and attitude. Deciding to better gather an idea of how far it goes, he addresses her. "Well well, you certainly are a sexy little thing....the wings are a bit tacky, but we're all granted a certain measure of tastelessness. My name's "Lysander"" he says with a charming smile, rows of razor-like teeth glistening in the lamp-light.
ArdereLena Nightfire laughs lightly sounding like slightly tarnished silver bells"oh it has hasnt it.. I never did get you use my skills on you.. "smiling wide at her and narrowing her eyes"seems things havent been going as good for you as they have for me."though this isnt true, she's in constant pain from the holy object inbeded in her mouth, cooincedentally enough by the same man they were discussing, Lorne.
ArdereLena Nightfire turns back to the male looking him up and down, he's certinly not unattractive though his presumptousness in that she would be interested is amusing. arching a brow her lips quarking into a sideways smile "indeed... is that it.. I see.. "looks back at lar"males... always butting in dont you think... getting where they arent wanted." and smiles pleasantly at lar.
Larissa Starostin clenches her fist and relaxes it struggling with emotions the memory of the demoness and the previous mention of Lorne brings her, trying to clear her head "Your skills? Thanks, but..." she closes her eyes and opens them again looking at her intently, her glowing energies gathering around her in swirls. She blinks again, dazed "Yes, I havent been well..."
ArdereLena Nightfire chuckles buffing her long nails on her leather spiked belt"indeed skills. Nareth seemed to enjoy them" she mentions casually as she watches the emotions play over lars face
Larissa Starostin closes her eyes breathing in deep, fighting the painful expression of loss show through "What do you want from me, Ardere..."
Lysander Demonge laughs mockingly. "I think you're failing to comprehend the situation, Larissa and I were having quite the intelligent conversation, something you'd know nothing about" he states plainly, grinning at her cocky dimeanor. "But it's okay, we can use a bit of dull wit in the discussion. I was just telling her what a tool Severus is, and how soothe it is that Lorne should recover some of his demonic grace." Letting his eyes carress her sinuous length once more, he wonders at whether or not he should perpetuate insulting this one, as opposed to working on that measure of obvious interest in his appearance. "You certainly are nectar for the eyes, so I can't say as I'm opposed to your presence, gorgeous."
ArdereLena Nightfire shrugs and gives her a wide smile stepping closer "ah given that we were tied together for a time I thought we should catch up."
Larissa Starostin blinks at Ardere "I was never tied to you... and I freed myself, however painful that was."
Lysander Demonge smiles charmingly. Still not letting his approval of her clear intelligence show, nor that of her quick-witted dimeanor, he keeps up the fascade that he thinks her a fool.
ArdereLena Nightfire looks back to the mail and laughs shaking her head "anyone could have figured that out about sev.. and Lorne.. I think I can tell you a thing or so about him.."and smirks grinding her teeth slightly she's more than familular with lorne though lately he has left her alone since he gave her her new tooth. ignoring is rather lame attempts at insults she looks back at lar "were you not then.. my memory must be fualty.. as we were all tied to him we were to each other.. "grinning at her "indeed and it was wasnt it.... delicious I beleive"
Lysander Demonge glances to Larissa. "Is she bothering you in some fashion? Is her presence threatening towards you?"
Lysander Demonge leans into Larissa to whisper in her ear.
Larissa Starostin massages her forehead between the eyebrows slightly shaking her head "She is playing with my memories I have overcome, but all too instense.... she knows I am weak and exhausted..."
Lysander Demonge: ((Bah, you're alright. You make up for it in your RP, you know how to play a Demon and you have good sentence structure.))
ArdereLena Nightfire shrugs and gives lar a smile and a look of feigned innocence"cant I be truly interested in your well being dear dear larissa?"
Larissa Starostin looks around, her form flickering, the lamp post not offering any support any more as her figure looses borders, glowing tendrils of energies escaping her in swirls "I... I dont know anymore"
ArdereLena Nightfire smirks her eyes glowing brightly as she steps closer to larissa saying softly to her "what dont you know sweet Larissa?"
Lysander Demonge extends arms out to his sides before bringing them together in a thunderous clap, the concussion causing his hair to ripple. Red argent begins pouring from his fists, and he leans over, placing his hands on Larissa's chest and back, contributing signifigant amounts of energy in an effort to restore her loss.
ArdereLena Nightfire turns and gives the male a glare stepping back slightly her eyes losing some of thier glow muttering under her breath about spoil sports and what not.
Lysander Demonge releases his contact with his Hellish source of power, lowering hands that dwindle of the red argent.
Larissa Starostin blinks and whispers "Please.... I.... have to gather myself... but thank you" she staggers, but he prevented her from fainting
Lysander Demonge grins mischeviously. "Come now, "Ardere" was it? Try your wiles on me, at least I would welcome your efforts! " he states, his smile baring his sharpened rows of sharded teeth, shimmering in the twilight.
ArdereLena Nightfire lip quarks to the side once gain moving closer to larissa reaching out to her"I can help you with that Sweet larissa." then turns and grins at the male her eyes traveling slowly up and down his body"I'm sure you would..... but maybe if your skin was red....."then turns back to larissa
Larissa Starostin blinks a tear, the demonic powers lent to her slowly eating her up from the inside as a dormant sickness, her own energies still easily escaping her, her voice faltering "I am just tired"
ArdereLena Nightfire: ((you can see my profile for your compitition. :D))
ArdereLena Nightfire smiles and coos to larissa taking her gently by the shoulders rocking her slightly"now now i can see that sweet Larissa how about we find some place for you to rest humm?"
ArdereLena Nightfire lip quarks to the side once gain moving closer to larissa reaching out to her"I can help you with that Sweet larissa." then turns and grins at the male her eyes traveling slowly up and down his body"I'm sure you would..... but maybe if your skin was red....."then turns back to larissa
Larissa Starostin tries to push her away, but is too weak, her skin sizzling from the touch of the demoness. She just stands, pleading "Leave me in peace, Ardere..." her voice dried "...please"
Lysander Demonge glances to the demoness, waving off her tasteless approval of the typical Demonic appearance so common amongst the weak-minded changelings of their kind, such as Severus. "So Ardere, what do you say we drop this umbecoming arrogance we both seem to be throwing at each other. Let Larissa here get to her healing and allow me to buy you a drink."
Blueray Darkes: Greetings all
Lysander Demonge smiles to Blue, sharp teeth glistening faintly in the pale light. "Sis, always a pleasure, what brings you?"
Larissa Starostin raises her teary gaze to Blue, weakened and scattered in form, unable to utter a greeting even
ArdereLena Nightfire snickers low into larissas ear "why would I do that sweets.. would go against my nature."as her hands clench harder on her arm digging into her flesh as she starts to stear her away from the male, looking over her shoulder at him she smiles and arches a brow"arrogence is it... "and licks her lips" i beleive you have cornered the markket with that."
ArdereLena Nightfire smiles at blue"hey blue baby.. my hands are a bit busy right now or i'd groap you good you sexy thing."
Lysander Demonge laughs. "Glad to hear it, least I'm not trying to fool myself."
Blueray Darkes scratches a claw on top of her head at the thee, she laughed at it all and just says. "Saw three who I know all in one place, Hey Lys and Ardere.... Angel". The last word uttered a tired hiss at the woman.
ArdereLena Nightfire smiles wider at blue shaking larissa slightly digging her fingers in more almsot cutting her skin with her sharp nails"oh are you two not getting along now blue?" and looks down at ardere with a evil smile
Lysander Demonge glances to Blue, ravishing as usual in her impeccable taste in fashion. "Yeah, just had the pleasure of meeting Ardere here, I like her already."
Larissa Starostin staggers as if drugged, uanble to control her borders in reality, hardly material, rather a bunch of glowy tendrils, flcikering then again in fleshie form
Blueray Darkes shrugs, "I never liked angels much". Grins slight, "I#ve had the pleasure of knowning Ardere for a while now, I do enjoy her company a lot".
Larissa Starostin drops her head "Stop playing with me..."
ArdereLena Nightfire shakes lar again then pulls her close talking close to her ear "now now little angel you wont be going anywhere." and allows some of her energy to flow into larissa this energy isnt near as tainted as it usually is holding lar in this material world"whispering again"playing.. oh darling we arent playing yet."
Pontifex Janus looks around an smiles at the familiar faces, "Larissa...blue.." His eyes narrow at Ardere, "You"
Lysander Demonge glances back to Pontifex, giving the slightest of nods.
Lysander Demonge: "Nice suit."
Larissa Starostin looks up at Pontifex, trying to smile, but too weak even for that
Blueray Darkes tilts her head to the side, "Long time no see red skin". "Besides if she was playing you would be bleeding"
ArdereLena Nightfire smiles over lars shoulder at blue then she smiles wide at poncho as her arm wraps around larissa just under her breast"my dear dear pontifexx.. am I only You to you now.. after all we have been through.."
ArdereLena Nightfire giggles at blue which rocks larissa like a doll in her arms"oh too true."
Pontifex Janus nods to Blue, "Away on business, and now back for business." Tilting his head back to Ardere, "No other name can contain what we have..."
Larissa Starostin drops her head "I dont bleed, demoness... I fade..."
Blueray Darkes: Everything bleeds
Pontifex Janus: Still have your wings Larissa?
Larissa Starostin looks up to Pontifex, confused, her eyes hazy
ArdereLena Nightfire giggles as she looks at pontifex "indeed and what do we have my dear pontifex.. "and looks back to larissa feeding a little mroe energy into her"oh even if you fade it will be painful I can assure you." as she nuzzles lars neck her eyes still locked on poncho.
Omega Althouse: Hello Blue.
Blueray Darkes: Here comes the party pooper
Blueray Darkes: Hi Omega
Omega Althouse: Larissa, are you quite all right?
Omega Althouse: Oh, I have parties. Perhaps I neglected to invite you to them.
Omega Althouse: I'm sure Delrith could tell you a story or two.
ArdereLena Nightfire turns and gives a glare to Omega holding somewhat tighter onto Larissa digging her hands in.
Omega Althouse smiles, turning her attention to Larissa..
Omega Althouse: Larissa?
Blueray Darkes hisses at Omega
Lysander Demonge grins. "Almost everything has a soul too, some more scrumptious than others....Angel souls in particular....." he says with an unearthly tinge to his voice that seems to resonate off the walls, and begins to salivate slightly.
Larissa Starostin stays quiet, staring out of her head as if drugged
Blueray Darkes: I didn't know angels had souls
Omega Althouse: Even some demons do, Blue... some.
Pontifex Janus grins, "They collect them like demons..."
ArdereLena Nightfire giggles slightly at blue and nuzzles larissa again"theres a good girl.. "she coos softly to larissa moving her away from omega more towards poncho and the ally
Larissa Starostin slwoly raises her head finding her voice in a whisper "Angels are ntohing, but souls"
Lysander Demonge draws out a crystal jar, laced with strange runes, a flitting ball of light quavers in the middle. Tossing it to Blue he remarksm, "yeah, they do, you should try one, they're delicious."
Omega Althouse takes a deep breath and looks at Pontifex
Omega Althouse: Did we not speak of this, Pontifex.
Blueray Darkes crosses her arms over her chest obviously in a foul mood now, more on the fact that Omega mentioned Delrith and parties. Catches the jar, "Maybe later when I got nothing better to do". Drops the jar in to her shadow.
Omega Althouse: Is it naieve of me to say.. "You made a promise...."
Pontifex Janus chuckles, "No one could ever attribute you to be naieve."
ArdereLena Nightfire looks at omega and arches a brow and snickers at her"he just wandered in. I dont think he has anythign to do with this."and smiles at blue and lysander pulling lar more with her.
Omega Althouse: We both know whom you obey.
Omega Althouse: Things have changed.. but not that much, I suspect.
Blueray Darkes tilts her head
ArdereLena Nightfire laughs wildly jaring larissa this way and that "ohhh you are very mistaken.."
Pontifex Janus looks about the crowd, "Angels and Demons obey or disobey as their nature, but vampires...well what hasnt been said?"
Omega Althouse reaches out, taking Larissa's hand
Blueray Darkes: I don't obey anything unless I chose to
Omega Althouse: Larissa.. Did you want to come with me back to the Library?
Larissa Starostin closes her eyes and squeezes Omega's hand
ArdereLena Nightfire snickers more and pulls larissa with her as omega comes closer
Pontifex Janus smiles to Larissa, "Go with God.."
Omega Althouse looks at Ardere.. You can come too, if you wish...but Larissa is coming with me.
ArdereLena Nightfire glares at omega and arches a brow"you planning on taking her from me vampire?"
Blueray Darkes: That does look like the plan babe
Omega Althouse: Not in the least.
Omega Althouse: Larissa can do whatever she wishes. It merely remains to be determined what that wish is.
Larissa Starostin weeps as Omega touches her, hugging her tightly as if drunk "I am so weak"
Pontifex Janus: Then remove the question...
Omega Althouse holds on to Larissa, supporting her weight...
Lysander Demonge grins evilly. Watching the Librarian try to drag her from the Demoness' arms, he wonders what her motive is. Fuck it, this might turn out interesting either way, considering the librarians are opposed to bearing arms, doesn't seem there's much she could do to stop Ardere if she wanted to.
ArdereLena Nightfire makes a disgusted sound and digs her nails in whispering into lars ear quickly and darkly the light feel of magic can be felt before she pushes lar at omega
Larissa Starostin flickers under Ardere's hold, her form getting weaker and weaker attached to reality, swirls of white fog scattering around
ArdereLena Nightfire holds onto larissas barly insubstaintial form then starts to wisper in her ear dark and fast as a light feeling of magic sparks the air, growling softly as she finishes pressing her lips to larissas cheek to finish it.
Pontifex Janus watches the action and then once Omega is safely away, "Ardere...why is Larissa so important to you?"
ArdereLena Nightfire looks up at poncho smirking arching her delicatly arched brow before she laughs lightly"she's not.. "
Pontifex Janus requests calmly, "Then please...let my angel go."
Larissa Starostin sways as Omega left, her form weaker and weaker, almost falling over, but her body too light, half floating in the air, swaying in the wind
ArdereLena Nightfire smirks at him and lets her go"is she now.. arent we the collector."
Pontifex Janus reaches out to collect Larissa, as he glares back "Not like that...Her wings are because of me"
ArdereLena Nightfire laughs darkly at poncho watchign larissa knowing she will find her again and with ease so its nothing to give him this false victory"are they now... and I bet that wieghs on you."and snickers at him again
Larissa Starostin looks up to Pontifex and frowns but lets it go with a faint smile
Pontifex Janus smiles politely, offering simply, "Thank you" turning his attention to Larissa's health
Larissa Starostin trembles as she is again in a demon's hold, her frail form flickering, still unable to control her actions
ArdereLena Nightfire looks over her shoulder with a similar look as blues and shakes her head, then turning it back to pontifex smiling darkly"I wouldnt thank me yet.. "and leaves it hanging
Pontifex Janus looks around, "If you excuse us..."
Maded Shepherd is Online
Pontifex Janus guides Larrissa quietly back to the library steps
Blueray Darkes watches the red skin leave
Pontifex Janus looks down, "Hmm, I remember the steps were higher at one time."
Lysander Demonge shakes his head, having hoped for something more promising.
Pontifex Janus frowns as he looks around, "Hmm...no couch..."
Larissa Starostin looks up to red pillar, still blinking "It has been a year since I got to know you Pontifex"
Pontifex Janus guides you carefully over to a comfy couch
Pontifex Janus: *err chair...no more couches
Larissa Starostin looks up to him, processing his observations slowly
Pontifex Janus nods as he sets you in, "Only a short year, and what changes both of us have gone through, like trading places."
Larissa Starostin looks around and blinks remembering the couch, weakened again and leans back, closing her eyes "Pain is pain.... however we lie about its pleasures..."
Pontifex Janus nods and adds, "We lie about pain as well. Neque porro quisquam est qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit..."
Larissa Starostin pulls up her knees and nods quietly "Thank you... for bringing me back"
Omega Althouse murmurs.. "Est queadam fiere voluptas...
Larissa Starostin drops her head and dozes off in the armchair with pulled up feet

cast about on drafts of fear and clouds of love....

Larissa Starostin smiles faintly reaching a transparent, glowing hand to touch the shoulder of the frail creature that hosts many ghosts. The angel strokes the creature’s arm without a word and softly withdraws her fingers. The creature coos and smiles....

After moments of quiet lamentation Larissa sighs, her whisper getting more strength as she speaks, "It is nice to se you, little ghosts"

Dryl smiles and loves, simply and quietly, and emotes peace and adoration of beauty.

Larissa smiles and closes her eyes, enjoying the murmur of fire and company.

She stirs, closed eyes still, almost afraid to abrupt the silence “I fell in love with an angel I think...”

Dryl Morgwain empathizes, and listens attentively...

“ He likes how I dance, but....”

Larissa opens her eyes "He is distant"

She smiles "Still, it is nice to love... even... if from afar"

Dryl Morgwain is moved by the dream of unrequited love between Angels. She blankets Larissa, in her heart, with whatever warmth she can offer. Dryl loves her.

The angel smiles with a tear shining brightly, wipes it as it bursts into tiny disappearing pearls “Nareth once said... pain... is so close to pleasure... maybe... she is right.”

Dryl Morgwain treasures all experience of feeling - barely understands the difference between pleasure and hurt....

Larissa swallows "Why else would I watch him from the corner when he is not aware..."

Dryl Morgwain smiles and weeps into the ether. She envies your feelings... and is so sorry that they hurt you... paradox and Love - they seem to go together more often than not...

Larissa sighs "It seems I am always falling for the ones beyond reach..."

You: An angel shouldnt fall, maybe...

Dryl Morgwain empathizes!!!

Dryl Morgwain read in an old book once, by English artists, that suggested that many of the angels that Fell with Lucifer did so out of Love.

Dryl Morgwain saw the truth in it

Larissa: Ah

Larissa shivers and rubs her arms "One is so weak and exposed when in love... Still... we crave it so.”

Dryl muses that love might be the strength to brave vulnerability....

Larissa chuckles softly "I love you too, little ghosts"

Dryl Morgwain smiles! Dryl strains to somehow *cause* Larissa to feel joy, or relief, or contentment, and wishes that she could somehow make this aloof angel come down from the sky and Love....

Larissa Starostin grins "Aloof angel" I like the sound of that thought, ghost

Dryl Morgwain regrets that ... the most aloof of the world's people are so often the most beautiful.

“ Oh yes. How can we blame them though”

The holder of many ghosts whispers so that only Larissa can hear: Their coldness is like a sun that we circle - we're like moths... they burn us uncaringly ... and we rejoice.

In "Of Human Bondage" I learned that "one is always the loved, and one always the one that allows himself to be loved"

Larissa chuckles "There is a beautiful poet among your ghosts, little one"

Dryl Morgwain confesses that she's been reading all the books in the library....

Larissa Starostin smiles and looks around proudly "It is good then that we have those books"

Dryl Morgwain became immersed in poetry recently.... the wise Milton taught Dryl about the nature of Angels and their grace - or lack thereof - in his masterpiece "Paradise Lost"

Dryl is lucky; she can slip inside the books and read them without opening them or disturbing anyone... ;)

Larissa smiles "I must read that then..."

Larissa sighs, relieved of talking to someone who understands so well "Maybe an angel have sent you too..."

Dryl recommends it very highly. She almost sort of kind of fell a little bit in love with Milton's portrayal of Lucifer - so proud, so aloof - she imagined that he must look just like your love - fierce, shining, perfect, cold as blue fire....

Dryl Morgwain giggles as outside the unquiet mete out death on one another, and spill blood - inside, the quiet feel deep things and moon over pretty boys....

Dryl Morgwain wonders and smiles - who is more dangerous?

Larissa speaks softly "He is not cold... just.... maybe... I can be daft and aloof too.... cought up in flames and fires of desire.... maybe I scared him... maybe I was aloof..." she looks up and smiles outside the window "Oh yeah..."

Dryl Morgwain quotes "Hope Springs Eternal"

Dryl Morgwain dozes lightly...

Larissa Starostin chuckles and shakes her head "I want it, and crave it... and torture myself with waiting and peeking. Love is evil and merciless, will not let it go... especially when it catches me."

Larissa looks at her dozing and whispers "I am sorry I am so cought up in it" she rather humms a song to help her dream

Dryl Morgwain dreams of angels orbiting one another, cast about on drafts of fear and clouds of love....

Burn

Sweet love tasty blood

man, i've had a few
but they wouldn't quite blow me like you
you gave me your name and signed
with a halo around my eye

and it hit me like never before
that love is a powerful force
yes, it struck me that love is a sport
so i pushed you a little bit more

love, you're news to me
you're a little bit more than i thought you'd be
a mole in my well-fed lawn
you're a nightmare beating the dawn

oh, it hit me like never before
that love is a powerful force
yes, it struck me that love is sport
so i pushed you a little bit more

Blue, blue, black and blue
red blood sticks like glue
true love is cruel love
red blood's a power-fuel
sweet love, tasty blood
my heart overfloods

oh you hit me!
yeah, you hit me really hard
man, you hit me!
yeah you hit me right in the heart

lord, i've had my deal
but i never quite knew how it feels
when love makes you wake up sore
with fists that are ready for more

and it hit me that love is a game
like in war no one can be blamed
yes, it struck me that love is a sport
so i pushed you a little bit more

oh, blue, blue, black and blue
red blood sticks like glue
true love is cruel love
red blood's a power fuel
sweet love tasted blood
my heart overfloods

man, you hit me!
yeah you hit me really hard
baby, you hit me!
yeah you punched me right in the heart
and then you kissed me...

and then you hit me...

oh, you haunt me with your violent heartbeat at night
oh, you strike me with your silence baby, tonight
why you haunt me with your violence baby, come hit me!
you haunt me with your violent heartbeat...




slow dancing tight
my barring heart and i
your name used to taste so sweet
then you bit the love right out of me
it's a mystery how people behave!
how we long for a life as a slave
when he kissed me i gladly gave in
to a fight nobody could win

man, he left me blue
and if i could i would do it too
i tell you now like i told you before
love is a powerful force
and it's a mystery how people behave!
how we long for a life as a slave
and tumble into any open arms
that will only ever do you harm

oh, you you it's always you
the best kisser that i ever knew
true love is cruel love
not much to be proud of
nerve-wrecking acrobatic backwards bend
all for a happy end

it's a mistery how people behave!
how we worry ourselves to the grave
when he kissed me i lost everything
then i got up and did it again

oh you you, it's always you, the hardest hitter that i ever knew
true love is cruel love
not much to be proud of

ass-kissing mercy-missing faithless friend
all for a happy end

Holy Love - Cardigans

HOLY LOVE

When you love, I can feel your love
Shooting holes in my stupid pride
When you love, I don’t fear your love
Of all the angels you are the most divine

Holy love,
You can really have anything you want from me
Anything you ask me to, I’ll do
We can live in poverty or prosperity
Anything impossible, I’ll try
You can really have everything you ask, and I’ll be intimate with you Giving everything over, to making everything right

Holy love
When you love, I can feel your love
Shooting holes in my stupid pride
When you love, I don’t fear your love
Of all the angels you are the most divine

Holy love
You can really make anyone you want of me
Anyone you need tonight, I’ll be
Whether you want empathy, animosity
An enemy or company, call me
I can even be nothing if you ask, I'll turn invisible for you
I’m the bird on your shoulder singing psalms through the night

Of holy love
When you love, I can feel your love
Throwing rocks throught the windows of a monastery
Love
Makes me feel the super extra gravity
Of god, yeah!
And life..

When you love, I can feel your love
Of all the angels you are the most divine.

Boon

Larissa stops in the entrance of the Pit. Everything about her is a white glow, a constantly trembling pulse of halo.

Labyrinth:
Praetor...of Omega...
Angel...
I met thine..daughter again.

Larissa watches Labyrinth as she closes up on her. "Labyrinth. My child is not aware of her powers."

Labyrinth:
She should..be taught...
There are those...who can fight back.

Labyrinth wipes at the dried blood on her face.

Labyrinth:
Have thee...come..with purpose?
Or..only..to stare?

Larissa nods. "She has offended Blue, too" Larissa looks around. "I have no means to protect her unless her life is in danger."

Labyrinth: Why..are you here?

Larissa: You are granting boons. What sorts?

Labyrinth:
"I am.
KNowledge.
Truth.
But...thine art an angel..."

Labyrinth laughs.

Labyrinth: "Surely...no need...of me."

Larissa smiles. "I have no need, indeed."

Labyrinth:
Then why trouble me.
I am...sick with..the world.
It..crushes me.

You: I heal

Labyrinth laughs.

Labyrinth:
I am.
I am Labyrinth.
I was named before time was time.

Larissa looks up at her. "You are a challenge, then"

Larissa: /Before/ doesnt have a meaning, then

Labyrinth: Before...

Magus Wings in Black 4.2.1 whispers: Nareth flutters her wings and releases an intoxicating scent.

Labyrinth: What...do you wish?

Larissa: "My daughter has antagonised the Shadows

Labyrinth: Unwise.

Magus Wings in Black 4.2.1 whispers: Nareth spreads her wings in satisfaction.

Labyrinth: I am no Shadow.

Larissa watches her wings. "Are you still bounded?"

Labyrinth:
Yes.
I have a Master now.

Larissa looks up.
Labyrinth glares at the angel.

You: You can not exist here without one?

Labyrinth:
I could.
But I do not.
If he released me...
But..why would I wish that?
This body..was not MY choice.
The Nareth chose it.

Larissa smiles. "She always had taste"

Labyrinth blinks her eyes.

Larissa tilts a head looking away. "Even if a trenchcoat"

Labyrinth: Why have you come..here?

Larissa looks straight in her eyes. "I have no hate for you like my child. But I loved Nareth. I am drawn.

Labyrinth: Drawn...

Labyrinth:
The Nareth...held you..in her memories.
She...killed you.
She...tortured...you.

Larissa looks down. "Only when I asked"

Labyrinth: Yesssssss...

Labyrinth: That is...true.

You: She... knew joy.

Larissa eyes Labyrinth.

Magus Wings in Black 4.2.1 whispers: Nareth flicks her wings across Larissa Starostin's body.

Labyrinth:
Joy...
Yessss....
She did.
Her greatest joy...in death.
In my...arrival.

Larissa smiles.

Labyrinth: But...no one knows...why.
She did not..even..know why.
So..I am here.
Summoned.
But without...purpose.

You: Her curse was her purpose. Yours is not having one?

Labyrinth:
Nothing..can curse me, angel. I am..a god.
I am Labyrinth.
Of the Outer Gods.
Eris Discordia.
So..have humans..named me.

Larissa nods. "You still despise the world you are in. Isnt that a curse?"

Labyrinth:
It..is.
happenstance.
The Nareth did not intend..it as a curse.
Shadows...
Labyrinth lowers her head.

Larissa tilts a head.

Labyrinth:
I am here.
Here I..must remain.
This world..so changed.
So..lost.
Come...nearer...

Larissa steps closer. "Labyrinth"

Labyrinth: I am.

Larissa: No wonder you are lost.

Labyrinth: I do not...grasp thine meaning.

Larissa smiles softly. "That is who you are"

Labyrinth stares at the fire of the Pit.
Labyrinth:
I am infinute...made finite.
I am formless...trapp[ed in a form.

Larissa: Welcome to the world of all

Labyrinth:
No.
No welcome.
I may not..ask...
I am without will.
I may not..ask..a boon.

Larissa smiles, reaching out a hand to stroke her arm lightly. "You are in a body"

Labyrinth:
I am in..a prison.

Larissa: You have wings

Labyrinth:
None..of this..is me.
The Nareth...imagined this.

Larissa nods.

Labyrinth:
The summoner must...choose a form.

Larissa: You dont like it, Eris?

Labyrinth: Like?

Larissa tilts a head

Labyrinth: bah!

Labyrinth: Questions with..no meaning.

Labyrinth glances towards Vishous.

You: Your answers wouldnt matter, would they?

Labyrinth: If thee wishes answers..I will answer.

Labyrinth: Meaning...is for you.

Larissa nods. "I dont wish. I am curious."

Labyrinth:
I am...curious also.
I am permitted...curiosity.

Larissa smiles, looking onto the distance. "Oh, yes."

Labyrinth:
The one named Omega...
It will slay me.

Larissa perks an eyebrow.

Labyrinth:
This is truth.
It may..die...in so doing.
But, the Omega...will slay me.

Larissa closes her eyes painfully

Labyrinth:
This body...
..which is not me.
The Omega will..stop at nothing...to find...its childe.

Larissa smiles. "She will not"

Labyrinth:
These demons..and angels...
They think..they are..beings of light and darkness.
They..imagine they have..power.
They are...as children.
If the Pontifex frees me...
Truly frees me.
I will...rule this world.
I have ruled.
many times

Labyrinth growls softly....

Larissa watches her. "Discordia." she looks around "Would that make a difference?"

Labyrinth: My rule?

Larissa nods briefly

Labyrinth:
The world...everything you know...matter...light...would end.
The void before Creation would return.
No angels...

Larissa: "You dont need to rush with that."

Labyrinth: No demons...

Larissa chuckles softly

Labyrinth: No new gods.

Labyrinth is growing angry.

Labyrinth:
One came..last night..who vexed me.
The one so named...Joah.

Larissa smiles

Labyrinth:
She...saw..my mind.
She gave me..her mind...
I hold it..even now.

Larissa touches her arm again, leaning close. "You hold so many things."

Labyrinth:
Why are you here, Larissa...angel..Praetor?
What do you...wish me..to hold?

You: Hold respect for this miserable little world

Labyrinth:
That..I cannot do.
I am.
I cannot be...what I am not.

You: I cannot wish for anything else

Labyrinth: You are....

Larissa sighs. "I am over that"

Labyrinth trails off.

Labyrinth:
I will grant a boon.
But thou must ask the correct question.

Larissa looks her in the eye

Labyrinth: Your House...may depend...on it.

Larissa: How can she survive killing you?

Labyrinth: The Nareth...?

Larissa perks an eyebrow

Labyrinth stares at Larissa.

Labyrinth:
I will tell thee...
Heart.

Larissa nods

Labyrinth:
Her heart is my heart...for the Shadows...were not given her heart.
Blood.
For the Nareth's blood is..in my heart.
Soul...
For the Nareth's soul...was given to the demon Lorne.
Three pieces.
Three keys.

Larissa nods.

Labyrinth:
make them one again..
Set me free...
Save your world, maybe.
Find the Nareth...perhaps.
But..I warn thee...

Larissa exhales heavily

Labyrinth:
I warn...
I am summoned.
And the summoning....has not been..completed.

Larissa nods.

Labyrinth:
I must..perform the task..I was called to do.
That task is..not known to me.
I will have to fight...any...who threaten me..until I have done my part.
Seek the Nareth, and...you will..threaten me.
Paradox.

Larissa: Of course

Labyrinth looks at the ground.

Labyrinth:
I cannot lie.
Warn...thy mistress...the Omega...
All you have heard.
I will..have to...fight.
And I am..Labyrinth.
Now...leave this place.

Larissa is already half transparent, nodding as she disappears

Labyrinth looks away.

Labyrinth rouses from her sleep.

Larissa enters slowly, careful not to touch anything. She looks around, frowning as she sees the figure in the cage

Labyrinth speaks, and there is a sound like wind in high mountains.
Labyrinth: Angel
Labyrinth: ...mother of Abigel.

Drezeal: Hey Larissa...

Labyrinth: I saw...your daughter...last night, Angel.
Labyrinth: She..came..to me.

Larissa nods to Drezeal without looking at him, and listens to the woman

Labyrinth: She..fed me.

Drezeal: I'm really sorry... I'm looking for shadows..

Labyrinth: Seek them...elsewhere.

Larissa nods, waving around. "Where there is light, there are shadows

Drezeal Dreadlow: Okie...

Labyrinth: Larissa...they name you...yes?

Larissa nods. "What did you take from her?"

Labyrinth: Only...what she offered. I am...no thief.
Larissa steps closer. "What did she offer?"
Labyrinth turns to look at the angel. "Herself. I do not eat...I only...consume. She was...diminished...only slightly."
Labyrinth smiles at Larissa.
Labyrinth: You...loved...the Nareth?

Larissa breathes in through her nose

Labyrinth: Yesss....
Labyrinth: Come nearer...

Labyrinth watches...

Labyrinth: Nearer.

Larissa steps closer slowly

Labyrinth: I mean...you no...harm.

Larissa nods, stroking the bars gently.

Labyrinth:
I have been...summoned...into this world.
The Nareth...she...was my...gateway.
She gave...herself to bring...me here.
As you...gave yourself...for Abigel.

Labyrinth blinks her red eyevoids...

What...would you ask...of me?

Larissa crouches by the cage, blinking a drop of glowing tear and nods quietly, watching. She slowly speaks. “Who are you, to die for?”

Labyrinth:
I am.
I am summoned...but...the reason for that summoning...has not been revealed..to me.
I am.

Larissa looks away and then back, still tracing the cage absently with a gloved hand.

Labyrinth:
Larissa...angel...please...
Open my cage.
We…should talk...and…
...not like this.
You have will.
Will opens the cage.
I have no free will.

Larissa wipes her eye and stands up. "It is open"

Labyrinth smiles and stands...
Labyrinth: Better..

Labyrinth unfurls her wings.

Larissa wrinkles her nose slightly, but follows her in

Labyrinth:
You…may approach.
No fear.

Larissa: I have no fear, I dont think so.

Labyrinth:
No...not from one...of the Host.

Labyrinth stares towards Larissa.

Labyrinth:
Your daughter...is angry.

Larissa stands and nods, slightly smiling. "She is a lot of things"

Labyrinth:
Indeed.
Much...power...someday.
The Nareth fed...her.
You miss…the Nareth?
You feel...an emptiness?

Labyrinth waits for an answer.

Larissa sighs, looking away, but here eyes are drawn back to her. "Yes"

Labyrinth:
I feel it.
I am...emptiness.
This form...the Nareth chose for me.
It is…unstable.
Come nearer, angel.
Would thee take my…hand?

Larissa smiles slightly “You should never feel empty, if she gave her life for you”

Larissa takes her hand, looking into her blazes of eyes

Labyrinth:
I AM emptiness...
Before Creation...there was Void.
I am Void.
This shape...is but...a mask.

Larissa smiles on. "Well, there is a lot to fill then"

Labyrinth:
Do not...play games with me...
Nothing...will be filled.
I am.
My Lady..she will make use of me...and I will return...to the Void.

Larissa nods. "You have no will. How do you know?"

Labyrinth:
I have...been told.
I am summoned.

Labyrinth opens her left hand, holding it out to Larissa.

Labyrinth:
Take...my hand.
I have a token I was bidden to give thee.

Larissa nods, taking the hand

Labyrinth hand is icy cold. Labyrinth speaks, but now it is with Nareth's voice.
Nareth: Larissa...

Larissa trembles slightly, remembering the cold, and lowers her eyelashes

Labyrinth: If you stand before Labyrinth, I am dead.

Larissa looks up to her voice, squeezing the hand

Nareth:
I have done what must be done.
I found my purpose.
May you find yours.

Labyrinth releases Larissa's hand.
Larissa shivers strongly, pressing her lips together

Labyrinth: That...is all.
No more did..she say..for thee.

Larissa nods, looking at her hand quietly. "Thank you"

Labyrinth:
No.
I am.
No gratitude.
I hold...the Nareth's heart in my chest.
Her blood...the blood of the Omega.
She...gave me that.

Larissa looks up to her

Labyrinth:
Yessss...
The Nareth's heart yet lives...and her memories, in me.
That day..upon the beach. Your death...in..the hospital. Her razor..upon you.
I know…I see.

Larissa: You have a name.

Labyrinth:
I have many names.
Eris.
Labyrinth.
Maze.
Paradox.
Chaos.
Contradiction.
All are me.
Labyrinth...if you wish.
Like the hedge maze...
Remember?

Larissa smiles

Labyrinth:
Yessss....
My coming, angel...always presages some…calamity..or revelation.

Larissa's lip tremble slightly at some memories upbrought, but she watches Labyrinth, listening.

Labyrinth:
There is a war...yesss...
The Reckoning.

Larissa nods, her stance slowly back to normal, as Nareth's voice fades into a memory again, and she slowly paces the floor in front of Labyrinth, listening to her. "What have you got to do with those"

Labyrinth:
Perhaps nothing.
Perhaps everything.
I cannot yet say.
I may be here...to aid..the Reckoning
Or to..destroy it.
Or neither.
My Lady..knows.
Do..you serve..the Reckoning?

Larissa smiles, tilting a head, her eyes glowing whitely. "Does Omega?"

Labyrinth: Ah...does she...

Larissa: Labyrinth, I am Larissa. I serve nor Your Lady, nor anyone. I am a true Omegan though.

Labyrinth:
Neutrality.
I am all things neutral.
Yet..I may be weilded.

Larissa: If you have her memory, you surely know what that means

Labyrinth:
Yessssss...
Your question...
Does Omega? Do you..wish an answer?

Larissa smiles. "I am curious of your answer, yes"

Labyrinth:
I do not know.
But...I know this....
Are you...aware of..the one named...Vlad?

Labyrinth waits impatiently.
Labyrinth: The Hextail?

Larissa nods. "She is Omega. Of course you dont know. As to the other question. Yes, I know... him.

Labyrinth:
Yes....
He spoke with…the memory of the Nareth.
She thought...much of him.

Larissa perks an eyebrow. "What did she have to say to him, Labyrinth?"

Labyrinth:
He holds Omega and...Dimentox...accountable...for the Reckoning.
He…says...they shall...both be...judged.
That they...have brought this...upon thee.
I know…that.

Larissa bites her lip, processing

Labyrinth:
He may...be a lunatic.
He may speak the truth.

Larissa: Who shall judge them?

Labyrinth:
The Council...of Elders.
This...he said...unto the memory…of the Nareth.
He said, too, the war...is irrelevant.
Life...and death...irrelevant.
But…they shall…he said...be held accountable.

Larissa shifts her balance. "By the Elders..."

Labyrinth:
Yesssssss...
The Elders.
They…are not known...to me.
And...
Larissa of the Host.
One more thing...
The memory of Nareth...meant for you.
But...now..a price.

Larissa breathes in, as her eyes dart around before looking back to her again.

Labyrinth: A choice.

Larissa smiles. "It is worth a price, plenty"

Labyrinth smiles and nods, exposing jagged razor-sharp teeth.
Labyrinth:
Then...
I will consume part of you, that…this form...will remain stable.
And then...I will speak what...you would know.

Labyrinth holds out her left palm, and there's a sound like air being pulled through a tiny hole, like a hurricane.

Labyrinth: Do not…struggle.

Larissa looks into the set of blazes and nods "I am but soul. The more you take, the more to give

Labyrinth: Only a few…atoms.

Labyrinth leaks darkness and cold.
The cold flicks at Larissa, stealing infinitesimal bits of her.

Labyrinth: Enough...
Labyrinth takes the darkness back into her.
Labyrinth: Stand near...
Labyrinth: The Nareth killed stars, you...know that?

You: I remember some reference.

Labyrinth:
She wanted..thee…to see...that light.

Labyrinth opens her mouth a burning hydrogen gas explodes from her.

Labyrinth:
Listen...angel.
Pontifex...came here with her.
He held a knife...as Lady cut...her open.
Nareth wished...you to know...

Labyrinth draws the fire back into her.

Labyrinth:
There is...no more.
I hold...the heart of the Nareth.
The memories.
The mind.
You…should leave...this place.
Angel.

Labyrinth stands.

Larissa swallows, holding her palms upwards, as the light reaches her. Her tears are dried by the light, and she blinks as it is retreated. She sighs, and steps back. "You are not empty, then."

Labyrinth folds her wings.

Labyrinth:
I am. I am...nothing.
A vessel.
I must...return to my cage.
Share...this knowledge...or keep it unto thine self.

Larissa nods. "Take care of those memories, please"

Labyrinth: They are here, forever.

Labyrinth closes her eyes.

Larissa clenches her jaw, walking out of the Pit, not looking back

Mirah and Grr by the fire

Dream on

Kaine's poem

About a Rose
By Daniel J. MacTaggart

I often wonder about a rose,
And ask if it feels pain,
Ive torn you from the home you had,
And sought to see you slain.
No deed you did has brought your fate,
But slay you now i must,
You body will become a gift,
A macabre symbol of lust.

For you there'll be no coffin,
No burial, no wake.
Everything you had is mine,
There nothing left to take,
But the next time that i give you,
Ill slow and take a breath
Ill look into my lovers eyes,
And she'll enjoy your death.

Mein Herr

Always handle books with care

Malayka: looks over at the library, "You know...I havent read a good book in a long time"
Fata Falta: maybe u can lend one
Mei: I wonder if they have "Dream of the Red Chamber".
Fata: uhm....what kind of book is it?
Malayka: looks back at Mei, "Wanna go and check?"
Mei: Or "Farewell My Concubine."
Larissa Starostin smiles
Mei smiles, "Certainly."
Malayka::Yea I wanna see if they have those Harlequin romance books my mom always used to read
Malayka::Good day miss
Malayka: cringes, "Its so musty in here"
Pontifex Janus bows to the ladies, "Ni hao, welcome to the library"
Malayka: turns to the voice, "Sup yo"
Malayka: Thanks, just looking for some books to read.
Larissa Starostin pats ponti's arm and smiles as she walks in. "Oh, we have quite a wide selection on romance, sure. Whole collections"
Pontifex Janus chuckles, "Word yoz"
Malayka smiles
Malayka: Yea got any Harlequin, I think those are the ones with Fabio on the cover. I know they havent been printed in a looong time though
Pontifex Janus chuckles to Larissa, "I see I'll be busy reading for a bit..."
Malayka: stares up at the wall of books and sighs
Larissa Starostin gestures with her palms, and some books jump from the shelves, falling to the floor with a loud thump.
Malayka jumps back, "Whoa!"
Larissa: I guess those would be them
Malayka bends over and picks up one of the books, "Ha thanks miss"
Malayka looks down and reads the title out loud, "Night of a thousand moans" Hmm this seems a bit too rauncy for me.
Larissa smiles, flashing her beautiful teeth. "Enjoy"
Malayka picks up another, "Hmm okay this one seems more suitable, Lover's Cove. Nice!"
Malayka looks over at Mei, "Look at her, shes all in a daze. I guess she reallllly loves books"
Fata Falta looks to Mal "Maybe she was studying in China"
Malayka: I found what I was looking for, with some help from the lady. Maybe she can help you find those books you wanted Mei
Mei: trails her fingers over the books.
Malayka: Just watch out for falling books.
Mei: I was supposed to attend Qinghua University.
Fata Falta: ah
Malayka: I am sure you can someday. When all is better again
Larissa stretches slightly, politely repressing a yawn. "Anything else, catching your interest?"
Pontifex Janus plops down in his chair, reading the latest gossip, and smiling at the mention of Qinghua.
Mei: gasps and pulls out a book, "Dream of the Red Chamber!"
Mei: A classic!
Malayka: Crikey, you found it?
Mei smiles and nods, "Yes."
Malayka: It seems maybe the book found you.
Mei: I always read the classics.
Mei: And modern American literature.
Mei: I wanted to be a writer.
Malayka: I am not a big reader but I do like to sometimes.
Mei: And go to America one day.
Malayka: You can still be a writer...here. Right in Tox, i believe there was a newspaper but its been out of circulation for a while.
Mei: Follow in the footsteps of Anchee Min and others.
Larissa smiles slightly. "Would you like to take it? We would need to fill some forms, and you have a week."
Mei: Her books are banned in my country.
Mei turns to Larissa and nods.
Mei: Please.
Malayka: Banned? Any banned book is worth reading in my opinion.
Mei: I need something to remind me of home.
Larissa nods, pen slowly raising at the table in the corner. “May I have your name, please?”
Malayka turns to Larissa as well, "Yes and I will take this book here, 'Lover's Cove'.
Mei: Meiying Chuzen.
Mlayka: “Athing you want Marycat?
Fata Falta: not today mal
Malayka:Ah okay
Fata Falta: I've cleaned all my bookshelves today
Fata Falta: a lot of dust
Fata Falta: a lot of unread books
Malayka nods, "I hate dust, not good for the lungs, but then again neither is this Toxian air."
Mei: steps closer to Marycat and smiles slightly.
Larissa Starostin nods, slowly repeating. Meiying Chuzen. "Dream of the Red Chamber"
Larissa Starostin looks up to Malayka:. "And you would be?"
Mei: holds the book close to her chest and inhales the scent, as if somehow the pages would remind her of home.
Pontifex Janus stands up, nodding to Larissa, "I'll be back, need to follow some leads"
Malayka grins a bit and decides to give a false name since she knows she wont remember to bring it back, "Yes, im Mal Smith and im taking out 'Lover's Cove'"
Larissa Starostin nods. "Sure, Ponti." she takes a step towards Mei, reaching for the book. "May I?"
Mei: hesitantingly hands her the book, "Of course."
You: * in the meanwhile pen scribbles names onto a card.
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Larissa Starostin takes out a card from the book, and another appears in her hands, which she hands to Mei. "Please, take care of it. They are told to be restless, when not returned."
Malayka looks at the pen and then to Larissa and thinks to herself this chick is powerful.
Mei: nods, "I promise, I will return it," accepts the book back from her, cradling it lovingly.
Malayka: swallows, "Restless?"
Larissa Starostin reaches nods to Mal and repeats the procedure.
Larissa Starostin smiles. "Nothing harmful. Just reminding. The library doesnt forget."
Malayka shrugs it off and takes the book back, "Thanks"
Malayka: Well girls lets be on our way, thank you miss.
Malayka walks out into the night's air
Larissa Starostin smiles. "Enjoy. And hope to see you in a week"

Almost Lover

Angel touch Demon tear

Blueray wraps her arms around Lorne clinging to his back like some immature child, while her tail wagged with her fun making.
Joah grins at Lorne and Blue, fully expecting him to topple. "Larissa!" she smiles and runs to hug her friend, planting several kisses on her cheeks.
Larissa smiles to Joah, kissing her cheek as she stands behind her, watching blueray with mild amusement
Kytara ruffles Lorne's wings playfully. Larissa Starostin smiles to the horned lady politely. Kytara: "Heh. Couldn't resist."
Kytara smiles to Larissa, "Hey, its been a while. You look great."
Blueray looks at Larissa from over Lorne's shoulder, "Weren't you pregnant"?
Larissa tilts a head, slowly reading the memories the sight of her brings. "Kytara." she smiles "Thank you"
Lorne looks up to Larissa, eyevoids pausing "...and dead?"
Joah steps back, beside Larissa. She begins to stroke and twirl Larissa's hair absentmindedly. "Go easy," she says gently to Blue and Kytara. "She doesn't remember everything yet."
Kytara Dagger: "Ahhh I see."
Larissa looks to him, and blue. "My child is well, thank you"
Blueray pouts slightly, "When did you birth"?
Kytara: "Blue! Gosh! This isn't 20 questions."
Joah turns toward Lorne, speaking slowly. "She paid a price. Pontifex . . . negotiated an exchange."
Blueray sticks her tongue out again, she was in the process of gathering information.
Kytara sticks her tongue back out at Blue in return. "Be nice."
Lorne nods slowly at Joah's words, watching Larissa as though seeing a memory not someone before Him.
Larissa swallows, as her eyes refocus after scanning Lorne for a while, slowly speaking. "You called me apprentice." she pauses "And you are called Harlequin"
Kytara: "Not... Polite... to stare!!" she chuckled, trying to tug at Blue's tail again.
Blueray tilts her head in confusion, "Oh"? Nope she didn't get it, she was waiting for an answer too.
Lorne Harlequin nods to Larissa, creasing His brow, and turning slightly towards the behind Him, looking back to Larissa "Is there something on My back?"
Lorne turns to give Larissa a better view, looking over His shoulder at her, then looking around, asking Kytara "Where did Blue go?"
Blueray Darkes stiffles a giggle
Kytara giggles, pointing,"She's on yer back, Lorne."
Larissa turns to Joah. "Exchange?"
Blueray mumbles, "Least I aint on my back".
Joah frowns at Lorne's seeming indifference to the angel in front of him. "Sir . . . " she begins, then stops, remembering he is no longer Omegan. She turns to Larissa, stroking her arm gently and takes her hand into hers. "You died, dear heart. Pontifex . . . talked to the Ferryman."
Larissa Starostin takes a step back.
Kytara's smile faded as she saw Larissa step back. She wondered if this would be a good time to exit. She was concerned about what was going on with Pieter. She gives a small wave and begins to wander off, her tail swishing side to side as she walked away.
Lorne freezes, raising an eyebrow at Kytara, then whips back around to face Larissa "You are correct, Larissa. I went to you after you were gone...I...put your remains away..." A shadow of somberness crosses His face
Blueray drops off Lorne's back to scuttle after Kyt, personally she wanted to stay but if her sister got caught "spying" on Pieter he wasn't going to be a happy vampire.
Larissa nods slowly, stepping closer and raising a hand.
Lorne looks to the hand, curious at her intent
Joah stands, silently watching, mesmerized by the soft glow surrounding Larissa.
Larissa strokes his face, barely touching him, even if all there, rather like a breeze. She looks him in the eyevoids as she does and whispers barely audibly. "Thank you"
Lorne's expression seems to soften to something less guarded as He feels her hand. The corners of His mouth droop further, and at the corner of an eyevoid a liquid bead of brilliant light draws out at the base of His lashes
Larissa reaches for the tear, looking at it in wonder, as it flows down on her finger. She breathes quietly, just watching. She whispers to him with the gentlest kindness. "You are my love and will always be."
Joah Menjou watches, amazed at the lightfilled tear tracing down Larissa's hand. She feels her throat tighten in sadness, while at the same time she wonders what a collected demon's tear might bring forth in her hands.
Lorne Harlequin inclines His head, letting out a breath, abrupt like it's been held, and almost choked. He reaches up, looking down slightly to the hand His raises to whipe the rest of the tear away, and clears His throat, regaining some composure. He looks somewhat in Joah's direction, saying very quietly "You will thank Pontifex for Me, won't you?"
Lorne draws a breath more swiftly through His nose, sounding suddenly collected "Good." He looks up to Larissa, His smile somewhat soft "I am glad to see you well."
Joah shifts a bit from foot to foot and quirks her head towards the roofline of the diner, as if hearing something. "Excuse me," she murmurs as she slowly steps away.
Larissa takes a step back, swallowing as she tastes his tear, slowly lowering her hand to her chest. She stands still for a while, slowly closing her eyes and opening again as she looks after Joah.
Lorne looks over His shoulder to follow Joah, eyevoids pausing over Blue, and continuing to the roof, squinting.
Blueray tugs out a bundle of cloth, rummages around in it and pulls out a finger she starts gnawing on. Puts the bundle away again.
Larissa stands very still and just glowing, drinking in all memories that slowly return to her.
Lorne looks back to Larissa, gaze again pausing on Blue, creasing His brow at the sight of a finger being nibbled, looking then the rest of the way to Larissa. He sighs, giving barely a smile, and wan "I suppose I shall be seeing you."
Blueray glances over at the nearby vampire, she gnawed on the finger until she had eaten it fully. She promptly dug out another one, to start gnawing all over again.
Larissa Starostin smiles just very slightly and nods. "Be well"
Lorne has said something to the nature of good bye, but stays standing before Larissa, seemingly lost to a thought. Slowly, His gaze drops, ending at her toes, and He takes a step back. He takes another step back, and turns, gradually walking away
Larissa watches him leave and nods, finally whole again.

Wires

Larissa, still glowing fully steps out of the library, looking down at a girl equipped with chains as weapons. She smiles to her, watching curiously.
Talulah spins around quickly, "Wha...." she blinks at the sight she finds.
Larissa nods slowly and whispers a melodious, but uncertain hello.
Talulah rubs her eyes a moment, "B... booklady?"
Larissa watches Talulah and takes a step closer, reaching a hand, barely touching Talulah's forehead, sending a soft tingle. "Your name is Talulah."
Talulah winces at first, afraid. Her features soften shortly thereafter, "Y...yes... I am."
Larissa strokes her face with a glowing hand and smiles, looking at her chains and wires.
Talulah Bancroft stares at the glowing lady's eyes, wrought with confusion.
Larissa Starostin watches her intently, visibly not yet recognising, but somehow familiar. She looks deep into her eyes and deeper, searching how she feels and softly inquiring about her general wellbeing with the gaze. Talulah’s eyes grow sad, slightly painful in nature. She traces a finger across the wire bore into her skin and across her heart. She passes a thought through her mind as to whether they are present to keep something in or out.
Larissa takes a step forward and holds Talulah's face now with both hands with a sad warmness, leaning closer to kiss her forehead with a gentle breeze of a feeling. "You have a great heart. Do not chain it down. Dare to feel."
Talulah whispers weakly as her cheeks grow warm, "I have... it bit me...." a solemn tear rolls down her cheek leaving a cool trail behind it, "Twice."
Larissa smiles and takes a very deep breath, blowing a breeze of soothing coolness over her face, and reaching for the tear, which shimmers and bursts into silvery sparkles by the touch. "Restrains wont help you with dealing with it"
Talulah closes her eyes tightly, inhailing sharply as she had almost forgotten to breathe at all. "I'm not sure I want to. Better to be ignorantly happy than to be miserably missing someone..."
Talulah lets down her hair in an attempt to hide her face.
Larissa hugs Talulah, her touch barely felt, just a warm glow embracing her, whispering into her ear "Let it just shine."
Talulah's arms fall limp beside her as she can just barely be heard crying a brief moment.
Larissa nods and holds her, very knowingly.
Talulah clears her throat, her posture straightening back up. She looks up to Larissa. Her eyes look slightly more releaved than before. Larissa strokes her face again, and gently takes a step back. Larissa squezzes her hand as she lets her go, still searching her eye, and nodding with a simple "Be well."
Talulah nods thankfully, "Better atleast..." Talulah pulls the sticks from her hair, placing it back into a loose bun. Larissa Starostin smiles to her encouragingly and blows a bit of white glow over her heart, before parting. Talulah stares down at her chest as Larissa walks away.

Realising mortality

Miho draws a cigarette from her arm band and pulls a match from her case. Lorne Harlequin steps near to the step of the church, looking more to the street than where He's going. Stopping, to Miho, He says distantly
"There were papers to fill out?"
He looks up slowly "Or has someone already claimed the body?"
Miho shakes her head. "No papers have been filled out. She's still in my fridge" She grunts a bit pushing herself up. She looks up to him resting her cigarette between her lips.
"Omega, right?"
Lorne watches with eyevoids slackened to some degree, and lips parted slightly. He shakes His head after a moment "I am no longer of that organization."
Miho's blues peek up through her red bangs curiously. Narrowing her eyes she takes another drag of her catnip cigarette before asking.
"So what relation is the deceased to you?"
Lorne's eyelids move as if to suggest lenses turning over her face, observing the act of drawing and exhaling smoke from a paper straw.
"...I was the father of the child she died giving birth to"
Miho nods as she lifts her hand and gestures him to follow.
"I hope you have some way of transporting her. Mothers shouldn't be dragged through the streets"
Lorne follows along, footsteps each leaving a lingering echo. He watches the ground, stopping when she does. Miho crouches down and pulls a metal bead necklace from around her neck. picking a short key to unlock the file cabinet. she flips through the files stopping at O. Pulling out a manilla folder she flips it open.
"Alright..Larissa is all I have...what's her last name?"
Miho grasps a pen from the desk and clicks the bottom as she listens while writing the date and time. Lorne looks up to her face, and then the clipboard
"Starostin."
Miho nods writing down her last name. Miho mutters to herself. "S...t...a...." as she walks back to the morgue. Miho takes a knee as she reads the label on the cabinet door. She nods as she uses another key on the chain to unlock the drawer.
"Do you have a date of birth for her? So i can mark it on the certificate?"
Lorne steps to a stop, watching the drawers, eyevoids slightly wider. The question draws His face a fraction of an inch towards her, pausing.
"...I don't believe I've thought to ask anyone's birthday in..." He trails off, looking up to an angle, eventually responding "I am sorry. I don't know her birthday."
Miho sighs softly as she moves on down the certificate, signing her name with a bit of hesitation. Miho's gaze lifts off the sheet of paper to him.
"Was it a boy or a girl?"
Lorne seems to be a moment in realizing the question was for Him. He turns to look at her "I have only daughters."

Miho nods as she pulls the paper from her file and hands it to him. "This is her death certificate...since i wasn't here for the birth I can give you no birth certificate for the girl"
Lorne Harlequin reaches out after a moment to accept the paper, bringing it closer...staring at it...one part curiousity, and another part melancholy. After a moment, He shakes His head, beginning in a false start, then more definate side to side, and back to staring at the paper "It is well. We...I'm sure the appropriate documentation can be arranged somehow"
Miho nods eyeing him curiously. "You alright?" she questions as she flicks her cigarette on the floor and stomps it out with her boot. She looks at him for an answer as she reaches for her latex gloves. Lorne’s lips part as if to answer the question, eyevoids still turned to the certificate. He crosses His arms, with a rustle of the paper, looking up with an expression more collected, and a nod.
"I'm fine, thank you. Do you require anything of an official capacity? Identification of the body for records. That kind of thing?"
Miho nods as she pulls on the drawer, she steps between the drawer door and the cabinet, pushing on the back side as she draws it out fully, a black body bag laying inside.
"I need an official ID but i'm sure it's her..."
Miho kneels on the drawer and pulls open the zipper, drawing back the plastic flap exposing her face but keeping her modesty. Miho gazes up to him as she stands back giving him room to view her.

Lorne steps slowly--tentatively towards the drawer, and beside it. As the zipper parts the bag, He tilts His head to parallel her, eye to eyevoid, and a different expression crosses His face like a drop in a pool of water. Staring down on Larissa's vacant aspect, still as the grave Himself. He reaches a hand out to place His palm upon her forhead, pushing the palm gently over her hairline. Abruptly, He breathes in, something choked back as He nods.
Miho gnaws a bit on her bottom lip as she nods. Taking a deep breath she speaks.
"You know....mothers who die in child birth are said to become angels" she smiles softly as she grooms Larissa's hair neatly before zipping it back up. She steps back away from the dresser and gives him an approving nod.
"She must have loved you alot to give her life for your daughter"
Lorne breathes back another something, withdrawing His hand, and looking up to Miho. A touch of apprehension crosses under His blank face, then is gone with blank words "She loved so greatly she could not bear the pain. I can only confirm that she would be ideal for the post of envoy to..." a touch of distaste goes over His face briefly "YHWY...and a cruel duty returning to that agony from the peace of elysian fields."
Miho nods softly as she rests her hands on either side of the cabinet.
"I didn't know her well...but I pray you're right. Please give her a proper burial...these drawers aren't fit for mothers" Miho passes him the clipboard and a black pen.
"Sign at the bottom and she's all yours"
Lorne watches Miho another while before nodding once, twice. Finding the pen and clipboard with His hands, He looks down and draws a series of something akin to cuneform, capping the pen, placing it in the clip of the board, and holding it out again to Miho, turning His eyevoids to the bag. Miho looks at the signature and gapes a bit in surprise.
"Umm....i'm sure someone will figure it out" she smiles comfortingly. Lorne nods, stepping against the drawer, placing a hand over Larissa's forehead through bag. His lips begin mouthing something, and He draws His thumb over where her lower lip is, still through the bag. Reaching up, He kisses His thumbnail and finger, placing His hand again on her forehead. A light harmony of several voices drifts somberly up from the floor, quietly, and the bag seems to deflate.

Someone enters but leaves soon. "Oh dear. I seem to have over-slept. Sorry to intrude."
Miho steps back in surprise, holding the clipboard up to her chest defensively. Lorne takes a breath, deep, as though He had been forgetting to, and the harmony drifts back to the buzz of the morgue lights. He looks up to the one that came and left, then looks back to Miho. Looking to the bag and back to her "I took it all. There's naught left of her, so please keep the bag." Miho nods quickly as she pants a bit. "Umm..yeah...." she looks at him in complete shock. "That was pretty cool"
Another one enters "Hi Miho."
Miho waves to the kitty. "Hey Ardra. How are you?"
Lorne cocks His head, looking sidelong, and blinking in curiousity. He turns to regard the new arrived feline woman, nodding.
"Hello. Names Ardra"
Lorne turns to face her more completely, hands steepled behind Him. He bows His head "A fine evening to you. I am Lorne."
Ardra smiles and purrs softly "Its a pleasure to meet you Mr. Lorne"
Miho rests her clipboard on her lap, her arms folded over her. "Well..if that's all..." she looks down still amazed at the empty body bag. "Did you have any questions or need anything concerning her?" Lorne mouths the words 'Mr. Lorne', silently, and turns to Miho, smiling cordially "I believe that should be all. Thank you for your diligence, and your kind words."
Miho puts her hand up as she smiles.
"Of course...come back if you need anything for the baby"
The newcomer kitty purrs wildly. "Well, I just wanted to stop by and say Hi Miho"
Lorne accepts the hand, shaking, and thinking for a moment.
"I don't believe she shall need anything, but I will keep that in mind. A bid you a grand evening."
He turns, and steps away, again watching the ground.
Miho waves as her hip nudges the door closed. "Be well"

Economics

Nareth approaches the library from the docks, and finds Pontifex standing on the steps leading inside. Nareth pauses in the street, uncertain.

Pontifex Janus smiles, and he says "How are you, Miss?"
Nareth: Sir...
Pontifex Janus: Your sleep...how was it?
Larissa Starostin walks out the door, as if drawn, and stops, blinking.
Nareth: My sleep was...deep.
Nareth glances past Pontifex to Larissa, surprised at how rapidly her pregnancy has advanced.
Nareth: But...I should not be here.
Nareth takes a single step nearer the library....
Pontifex smirks, "And where should you be?"
Nareth: I should be...in the sea.
Larissa smiles to Nareth, reaching out to her with both hands.
Pontifex frowns thinly, "The sea can wait.."
Nareth does not take Larissa's hands.
Nareth asks, "Larissa...You are...well?" and then she glances nervously to the sidewalk.
Larissa nods and lets her hands fall to her sides, but steps closer. "Nareth. I got your...message. Thank you"
Nareth: My message...oh. Yes. It was...all I had to give.
Larissa nods and bites her lower lip. "I hope you are well, too"
Nareth: I am...I am here...and now.
Nareth walks up the steps alone, stepping past Pontifex and Larissa, into the library. Inside, she spies Omega, Denenthorn, the wraith Dimentox, and several others.
Nareth (looking about the library): I feel like I have not been here in ages.
Nareth: Sire...

When Omega doesn't respond, Nareth lingers a moment near a table strewn with books...

Larissa walks in behind Nareth, and sways slightly. "You look strong, Nareth." Pontifex enters after Larissa.
Nareth: I am strong, Larissa.
Nareth shuffles nervously from foot to foot...then takes her usual on the sofa near the windows.
Dimentox: Omega...This is gettng shitasticly Hard for me...and not in the good hard way.
Nareth glances around, first at her Sire, than Dimentox, then Larissa.
Larissa Starostin tilts a head and holds her swollen belly, wincing just very slightly. "I guess I should sit down."
Nareth keeps her gaze on Larissa as she takes a seat in one of the chairs.
Larissa lowers her eyelashes as Nareth watches. "I am not so strong, Nareth. I thought I was..."
Nareth turns towards Larissa.
Nareth (to Pontifex): Sir...
Nareth: Will you please keep a close eye on me.
Dimentox Travanti *fades* from the library.
Denenthorn turns and nods to Omega "I think it is time..."
Larissa: Nareth. Do you still sleep in the sea?
Nareth: Yes...Larissa. I sleep in the sea. I sleep deep in the sea.
Omega: Dimentox's ashes are in the graveyard. I suggest it'd be adventageous if we find them first. Anyone?
Larissa Starostin nods and watches the fire.
Nareth (to Omega): You mean to ressurect him?

Denenthorn and Omega exit the library, on their way to the graveyard. Omega does not answer Nareth's question. Pontifex is now standing between Nareth and Larissa.

Nareth (to Pontifex): Sir...you will keep *both* eyes on me?
Larissa Starostin shrugs, too lazy to get up.

[[ Something feels Just wrong.. As if an ancient evil Is gathering its strength... You might even percieve a image of blood flowing through the streets of the city, Soldiers marching to the beat of a mad man.....]]

Nareth flares her nostrils, looking out the window at the street towards the haven.
Nareth: What rough beast, eh?
Pontifex Janus looks over, shaking his head, chuckling "I think you're the first woman who ever asked me that."
Larissa tilts her head to Nareth and the shivers, as "Something feels just wrong", but it dissolves soon as she laughs at Pontifex's response.
Nareth (turning back towards Pontifex and Lar): Perhaps so, Sir.
Nareth gazes past Pontifex to Larissa.
Nareth (half to herself): Its hour come round at last...again. Again, and again...
Pontifex Janus: I keep a figurative eye on you...I try not to keep the other ones from being fixation, least to curb temptation.
Larissa returns Nareth's gaze. "Do you fear you might hurt me? Do you have an urge for it you have to fight it so?"
Nareth laughs softly, darkly.
Nareth: Larissa, I am...an abomination. Nothing is safe near me. It is not an issue of my will. I have no...will.
Pontifex does fix his eyes on Nareth, "I am not afraid"
Nareth: No...Sir. You would not be. But...I hope Larissa is.
Nareth glances towards the fireplace and whispers urgently to herself, "Do not speak. Be silent, and do not speak."
Pontifex: Is something the matter, Miss?
Nareth (to Pontifex): No, Sir. Nothing is wrong. Nothing... (then to Lar) Accept my apology, Larissa. I say things I should not.
Larissa swallows "I love you, Nareth. It is one of the things I am most afraid of. I am not afraid of you."
Nareth visibly flinches at Larissa's statement.
Nareth: Love...me? No.
Larissa closes her eyes.
Nareth: Nothing will love me. Nothing *should*.
Pontifex chuckles, "Oh come now, have you read the Karma Sutra?"
Nareth: I have, Sir. Long ago.
Pontifex nods, "Then should I remind you, it described four kinds of love?"
Nareth closes her eyelids and whispers, "Four..."
Pontifex Janus nods, "One of which is familiarity..."
You: We are *that*, she and I. We *are* familiar.
Pontifex: See...so she *can* love you, just might not be the kind you were thinking of.
Larissa bites her lower lips again, shifting in the chair.
Nareth: That was...an error...on my part, Sir.
Pontifex nods turning to Lars.
Larissa: Pontifex, could you sit down, please?
Pontifex frowns, "And ruin my namesake as a pillar?"
Nareth opens her eyelids again, revealing her red eyevoids.
Larissa: Nareth is exactly aware of my feelings.
Nareth: I have asked him to stand between us, Larissa. He is guarding you from me.
Pontifex nods, "I love you both"
Nareth: That word. Must we use it so freely?
Pontifex chuckles
Pontifex: It does cheapen it...
Nareth: It has value?
Larissa covers her face with her hand. "It should."

[[Suddenly, the reapers appear in the graveyard. But its strange. They can no longer harm the citizens.]]

Nareth snaps the fingers of her left hand.
Pontifex: Oh indeed, one of the most valuable things...
Nareth: I cannot reckon the value of a thing I cannot feel.
Pontifex Janus: Ultima ratio regum.
Nareth: It is not my intention to cause you discomfort or sorrow, Lar. I should not have come here. It was a weakness.
Pontifex: People will die for love....nothing has more value
Nareth: People will die for money, for lust, for power...People will simply die.
Pontifex nods.
Pontifex: Did not say it was alone in that value, just that nothing can be more valuable than that which costs your own life.
Nareth laughs again.
Nareth: I would say life is quite cheap. Without a cent in my purse, have I purchased it time and time again.
Pontifex Janus: Life like most things are often bought at a discount. Nature of trade.
Larissa looks up. "Pontifex, *please*. Sit down."
Pontifex turns sharply to Lar, "No."
Nareth (to Pontifex): Oh, so we dance for economics tonight?
Larissa leans forward. "Oh, indeed when we speak of others."
Pontifex Janus chuckles, "I guess we do..."
Nareth: Well...then.
Pontifex: Sex, Love, Violence, Power, and Trade... what's the difference?
Nareth: None. None at all.
Larissa flinches and clenches her fist.
Nareth: Larissa... Would you wish me to leave? I would.
Larissa shakes her head. "I *wish* Pontifex would sit down"
Nareth: I have asked him to stand there, Larissa. He keeps you safe. I am keeping my promise...
Larissa groans. "Oh, I am quite safe, dont worry. Everybody is making sure I am safe."
Pontifex: You are with child, in accordance with the prophecy.
Larissa perks an eyebrow. "Oh, we have a prophecy too?"
Nareth (skeptically): First I've heard of it.
Larissa shifts and holds her belly, wincing.
Pontifex chuckles, "No, no...but it does add a dramatic ring to it. Does it not?"
Nareth laughs, a bit too loudly.
Larissa stares at Pontifex. "Oh, wouldn't be you, would it" Then she sighs, breathing heavily, and glares down at her belly. "Damn, I just want her to get out."
Nareth stares at her own gloved hands.
Pontifex (to Lar): Dont worry, soon she'll be ready to claw her way out. I've helped with two demonic children now...
Nareth cocks her head to one side, watching Larissa.
Larissa winces. "Claw? Oh, my god"
Nareth (furrowing her brow): Will it be like that, Sir? Will it really?
Larissa closes her eyes and leans back.
Pontifex: Denny's ex-wife and Hycanthian, both had demon children...and yes, the pregnancies are hell.
Nareth: So to speak?
Pontifex smirks.
Nareth slowly rises from the sofa.
Pontifex: Let me guess, I just volunteered myself to help bring a third into the world?
Larissa lets a tear flow freely. "Well there must be something after the heaven of making them." She chuckles.
Nareth moves very cautiously, coming to stand at Pontifex's side, never taking her gaze off Lar.
Nareth (agitated): This is...impossible. I can't do this.
Pontifex looks over at her, "Hmm?"
Larissa looks up at Pontifex, wincing. "I dont think its time yet"
Nareth: She has changed, Sir. Larissa has changed. And the air is filled with her. I taste it everywhere....
Pontifex (to Nareth): I sense you're saying this as it was a bad thing?
Nareth: Only in that I have promised I will bring no harm to her.
Pontifex: And you wont..
Nareth: The human stink of her...makes me...
Larissa sighs, frowning... "Well, at least I didnt *think* it's time Maybe I was mistaken."
Nareth glances anxiously to Pontifex.
Larissa looks up to Nareth.
Nareth: Would you...kill...me, Sir, if need be?
Pontifex looks over to Nareth again, "You'll be fine, you're with me"
Nareth: But could you?
Pontifex: Don't take this the wrong way, but yes.
Nareth (nodding): I take it literally, and no other way.
A demon, Lieba Rabeni, enters the library and nods to Pontifex. "Hey, tall dark and red one."
Larissa groans deeply again, and she says, "I might need to lie down at the hospital."
Lieba: Well, I just popped into town. Thought I would stop by and say hello Poncho."
Pontifex nods to Lars, looking over to Lieba
Pontifex (to Lieba): Could you help her, please?
Nareth takes a step nearer Larissa...
Lieba: Whats wrong?
Pontifex puts his arm in front of Nareth, "You'll be alright.."
Larissa sighs. "I am fine"

For a moment, Nareth stands very still, and it almost seems as though some silent exchange passes between her and Larissa. Both their moods abruptly shift.

Nareth smiles...and she says, "Look at me, Lar. *Look* at me."
Pontifex (to Lieba): She's about to give birth..help her to the hospital.
Lieba: I have some healing abilities. It is not easy, but if I can help I will. Ummm, a baby. A human one?
Nareth (shaking her head, ignoring Lieba): I will help her, Pontifex.
Lieba: 'Rissa, let's go.
Nareth holds both her hands out to Larissa.
Larissa looks at Pontifex, reaching for Nareth.
Pontifex nods, pulling Nareth to him, kissing her cheek.
Pontifex (to Nareth): Don't fail me...
Lieba: Poncho, I will help as well.
Lieba pushes her demon urges down.
Nareth takes Larissa's hands, helping her to her feet.
Lieba: Sorry, it's just that me and human babies...but...
Larissa leans on Nareth, squeezing her hand and sighs. "Thank you"
Nareth (to Lar): I know now. Now I understand and...I smell...what's coming.
Pontifex looks over to Lieba, then to Nareth and Larissa, "Do you two need additional help?"
Nareth: You will please stay near, Sir. For now, at least.
Pontifex nods.
Lieba: A human is gonna give birth.
Larissa winces again, frowning. "God knows what I need."
Nareth: Tonight I do a thing I have never done before. Tonight I become a...midwife.
Lieba: Doesnt it just pop out?
Milie: Oh, wow.
Lieba: I have only seen them...umm...later.
Milie: I could make a soothing potion to help with that.
Nareth: Do you...trust me, Lar?
Larissa closes her eyes, absolutely not in the room for a couple of minutes, then opens them again.
Larissa nods. "I trust you, Nareth"
Nareth smiles more broadly, baring her long incisors.
Nareth: The child of Lorne...
Larissa winces
Lieba Rabeni: This is *Lorne's* child?
Nareth: Yes...this is Lorne's child.
Larissa looks up.
Lieba smiles, and she says, "Then it has my protection."
Nareth: We should go...to the hospital, Larissa. There is so little time remaining...
Larissa blows out some air. "Goddamn His."
Nareth: Just walk, Larissa. You have that strength in you. It's not far. Just hold my hand.
Lieba taps into her darkness and enters into Larissa's outer mind giving her some of her own strength to get to the hospital.
Nareth (to Lar): Think of...our day on the beach.
Nareth abruptly glances to the female demon (Lieba) and frowns.
Larissa nods to Nareth and finds some strength. "I am alright, except...when I am not"
Nareth (to Lieba): Do not interfere. She is in my care.
Lieba blinks, taken aback.

Nareth helps Larissa to the hospital, accompanied by Pontifex. Lieba follows. Nareth leads Lar to a bed.

Nareth: You need to lie down, Lar.
Nareth flares her nostrils, glancing to Pontifex, still smiling.
Nareth: Now...Sir. Our dance. It was... economics, yes?

[[The sky starts to get cloudy and the wind blows....]]

Pontifex Janus lifts a brow and smiles.
Nareth: So, what rough beast indeed.
Nareth (to Pontifex): Do you feel that?

[[ Lightning fills the air... As toxic rain starts to fall..]]

Larissa breathes heavily "What is happening?"
Pontifex: Shh... it's nothing, just the end of one demon and the beginning for another.
Larissa winces. "Oh, surely she needs to come out right now"
Nareth (to Lar): One day...this thing will be clear. But...for now, it is only another mystery.
Nareth leans close to Larissa.
Larissa gasps and squeezes the bed.
Nareth says, softly, "Take my hand, and holds out her right hand.
Nareth: Squeeze it. Hard.
Larissa Starostin breathes rapidly and looks at Nareth with wide eyes. "You...with me...now," and she reaches for Nareth's hand.

[[The wind starts to blow and the lighting crashes furiously....... The all of a sudden it is dead quiet.. The sky clears....]]

Nareth: Here and now, just like I promised. Larissa, now, I will *tell* you something, and you must *listen*.
Larissa looks at Nareth, her eyes filled with tears, and she nods.
Nareth: When I say this, you will know I am speaking the truth.
Nareth glances about for Pontifex, who is returning with a couple of pill bottles.
Larissa winces, swaying back and forth.
Nareth: Larissa, your child is coming into this realm, and it needs a sacrifice. A blood sacrifice.
Pontifex opens one of the bottles, pops a few in his mouth, waits a moment, then shrugs as he offers Larissa a few.
Larissa Starostin bites her lip and nods, confused. "I dont think I need pills," she says.
Nareth (gazing intently at Lar): I was born in the death throes of my mother. And your child shall be born the same way.
Larissa holds Nareth's hand and focuses on her, eyes locked.
Pontifex blinks, "Hmm...when Denny's son came in, it required the sacrifice of his soul....but yeah, that was different. What do you propose?"
Nareth gazes deep into Larissa's eyes.
Nareth (to Pontifex): It *will* kill her. It will kill her horribly when it enters this universe. I will do it far more cleanly. I shall not see her suffer.
Larissa nods very slowly.
Nareth: The end is the same, either way.
Pontifex sighs, "Yeah, that almost hapened to Hycanthian. I'm sure Lorne warned you about all this?"
Larissa starts to shiver, holding onto Nareth. "I can feel..." she sighs. "He gave me an elixir to be strong So that I live through while she grows."
Pontifex: Ah yes... an elixir...and after it's birthed?
Nareth: There is not much time...It is coming.
With her left hand, Nareth reaches into a pocket in her dress. She takes out a silver straight razor.
Larissa looks back at Nareth, her mouth trembling as she speaks. "You once had my heart beating in your hand. You *know* what you must do"
Nareth: Do you love me, Larissa?
Larissa nods without words, fearing they are cheap.
You (to Lar): Yes...I see. Then I give you the choice that my own mother had to make. Your life, or the child's?
Pontifex pulls out two silver coins...
Nareth: I can take either.
Larissa swallows. "Are you joking, Nareth?"
Nareth: No. I am not joking. We must be very clear on this.
Nareth folds open the straight razor she has taken from her dress.
Nareth (to Pontifex): Economics, Sir. The price of lives.
Pontifex holds out the silver coins and begins to pray
Larissa groans, squeezing Nareth's hand. "My life would be worth nothing if I take another chioce, Nareth. She will be called Abigail."
Nareth (nodding): Abigail...her father's joy.
Nareth: Then, it is decided.
Nareth leans forward and kisses Larissa.
Larissa Starostin swallows and gets very pale and quiet. "It is"
Nareth whispers, her voice harsh, unsteady, "I love you."
Larissa Starostin's tears flow freely and nods, unable speak.
Nareth (still whispering): I have no cause in me to lie.
Nareth (raising her voice a little): Go down knowing that, Larissa. And that I will watch over your daughter as I may.
Larissa clenches her teeth as her whole body shakes, holding onto the bed.
Nareth: No. Do not struggle. It will be fast. There will only be a little pain.
Pontifex smiles, rubbing the coins between his finges, "Don't worry... I've died...it's not to bad......"
Larissa kisses Nareth for the last time, before she pulls away.
With no farther warning, Nareth slashes out with the razor, neatly severing Larissa's carotid artery.
Nareth (looking down at Larissa, at the blood spurting from her throat): There...Sleep, love. Sleep.
Nareth reaches around Larissa, cradling her.
Larissa closes her eyes, squeezing them shut and opening them wide.
Pontifex places a coin on each of her eyelids, placing his fingers on her forehead and prays, "May you find peace in the dead lands, and when you see the old guy. Tell him Poncho says hi."
Nareth smiles softly, and whispers, "Fascinating. It...hurts me. Seeing this." She holds Larissa tightly.
Nareth: Sir...
Nareth stands up again, looking at the blood on her hands, folding the razor closed.
Pontifex Janus looks distracted for a moment then looks over, "Hmm, yes?"
Nareth: ...I have done this thing. I have truly *done* this fearful thing.
Pontifex nods, "Yes... yes, you did..."
Pontifex: Bringing a child into the world, with no mother, and the father isn't around....truly fearful.
Nareth: That is not what..I meant.
Pontifex: I'm sure you'll make a good mother. though.
Nareth: Me? No...
Pontifex: You're bringing a life into the world...surely you'll be responsible for it...she has no one else..
Nareth (muttering): Fuck me.
Pontifex Janus shakes his head, "Not tonight..."
Nareth: Sir, don't take this the wrong way, but for once, shut the hell up.
Pontifex smirks, and continues praying..
Nareth has begun to cry red tears.
Nareth: It's very dark here. I have never killed to *bring forth* a life. I do not know my way...
Pontifex Janus shakes his head.
Nareth leans forward again....
Lieba (looking into the room): How is the human baby doing? Poncho, did the human pop the baby out yet?
Nareth covers Larissa's belly with her right hand.
Pontifex (to Lieba): One moment please..
Nareth (shouting): Silkence!
Lieba glares at Nareth.
Nareth: I'm going to open a rift between worlds. A very small one.
Pontifex Janus stands back and motions to Lieba to go to the next room.
Lieba mumbles something about "killing a bitch."
Nareth reaches up and seems to part the flesh at the base of her throat, and a great pool of blackness spills out of her.

[[The feeeing of evil remains but some how peace falls upon Some of you... Who knows what time will tell But Somthing has definatly gone wrong... way wrong.]]

Nareth closes her eyelids...
Nareth: This shouldn't be so bloody hard.
Pontifex shrugs with a knowing smirk
Nareth (speaking into the roiling blackness that has emerged from her): Now....come through, if you're coming.
Nareth howls, a terrible, sorrowful sound.
Nareth: Get...out...of her. Now! *I* am the bridge. I am the labyrinth. I am your portal. She is the blood.
The blackness emerging from Nareth begins to swirl faster.
Nareth whispers, "Hello, Abigail."
And the blackness vanishes, retreating back into Nareth's body. Nareth is holding a new born child in her arms. There is a gaping wound where Larissa's belly was. Nareth leans forward and slices the umblicle cord with her teeth.
Nareth: Sir...the dance is over. The dance is just begun.
Pontifex shakes his head, "Only the song..."
Nareth kisses the child on the forehead and it begins to cry loudly.
Lieba hears the demon baby screams.
Nareth: Abigail...This is your mother. She gave her life that you would be born to this world. Do not hate her for that, ever. Don't you dare.
Nareth holds the child close to her breats, and steps away from Larissa's corpse.
Abigail screams like a jackal, but looks Nareth right in her eyevoids.
Lieba watches the scene and thinks that this vampire girl has no business holding a demon child.
Nareth (to herself): I cannot bear this weight...
Lieba: No one to protect her now.
Nareth (continuing): And yet, I know it is my weight now to bear.
Nareth (to Lieba): I will protect her.
Lieba: Vamp, let the demon baby go. You have no right to take it.
Nareth gazes down at the child, amazed at it. Nareth is still crying blood tears.
Nareth: You will not speak to me that way, demon.
Lieba Rabeni: I will speak to you how I choose, vamp.
Nareth: I made Larissa a promise. This is no business of yours.
Lieba: It is now
The child reaches for Nareth's face, smearing the blood, and it giggles.
Lieba: You are a rude bitch who needs to be taught a lesson in demon ways.
Nareth: The child belongs to Omega. As do I.
Lieba: Then I will suffer at the hands of Omega.
Nareth (to Pontifex): Sir, please. I *am* taking the child with me. Do not let her trying to interfere.
Lieba: You spoke to me as if I were nothing.
Nareth (to Pontifex): You know what Larissa wants. Wanted...
Lieb: I'm sure Lorne and Lady Omega would not approve of your tongue. Poncho, can take the baby. I will kill you.
Nareth: Pontifex!
Lieba Rabeni: No one speaks to me that way.

Nareth, moving almost too swiftly to be seen, moves through the hoispital to its entrance, but Pontifex and the demon Lieba are close behind her. Lieba has drawn her swords. Nareth stops just outside the hospital, Lieba blocking her way. Nareth looks furious and confused.

Pontifex: Lieba, I'll take care of her..
Lieba: Dont walk away, you bitch..
Pontifex: Lieba, put down your swords...
Lieba: No. She is a rude bitch, and I don't like her.
Nareth holds the child more tightly, gazing directly at Leiba.

[[The sun starts to rise very quickly.]]

Nareth: You would murder an unarmed woman holding a newborn child?
Lieba: Give the child to Poncho, and yes, I would kill an unarmed bitch like you.
Nareth glances at the sky, her white skin beginning to sear.
Nareth (to Pontifex): Sir, I am going to the sea, and the child is going with me. I am going *now*.
Lieba: No, you are not.
Pontifex: Lieba, stand down.... now. And Nareth, congrats on the adoption.
Lieba: She is a rude little bitch who needs to be taught a lesson in her tongue. A vamp raising a demon? Hell, no.
Nareth (hissing, to Lieba): Then you will teach me on a night I do *not* hold my dead beloved's newborn crying in my arms.

[[Clouds form, and the sun gets blocked behind the Toxic clouds...]]

Lieba Rabeni (seething, to Pontifex): Fine.

Moving very quickly, Nareth heads away from the hospital, traveling south. The child clutched to her chest. Her heart pounds loudly. Near the sea wall, she comes upon a Shadow, but the demon is only curious and makes no attempt to stop her. She reaches the beach and stands there a moment, gazing out across the water towards the derelict tanker ship. She looks back once, then enters the cold ocean. By the time Pontifex reaches the beack, Nareth and the child are nowhere to be seen. Soon, the demon, Leiba, arrives and stands with Pontifex.

Lieba Rabeni: I *will* kill her. She is as good as dead. Why did you let her take the demon baby? She should not have it. You better stay close to her, 'cause she wont return home one night...
Pontifex: I will...
Pontifex: I should go...
Lieba Rabeni: Me, too. Where *is* the baby?
Pontifex: Protected..
Lieba Rabeni glares out to sea and mutters, "She should be with her own kind..."
Pontifex Janus bows respectfully and fades into the shadows.

***

The wounded neko medic takes the kit and rests it on top of the shelves, tearing it open with her teeth as she twists her arm over, pulling apart the bloody gauze. She presses the gauze firmly against her arm as she reaches for sterile cloths, wiping down her wound. Her face twinges in pain from the burn of alcohol.

[[Clouds form and the sun gets blocked behind the Toxic clouds... ]]

She is called Miho, and holds her arms till as she pinches the skin together, making a weak attempt at matching the layers of dermis before she places adhesive paper stitches. She is not alone in the hospital room. She looks at the chart, seeing it blank. She looks at the girl a moment. Her fingers pressing against her neck for her pulse. She frowns letting out a heavy sigh feeling no pulse. she gazes down a bit recognizing the clothing. "Mmmm " she pulls up the shirt mid way and sees the still swollen belly.
She quickly presses down on her belly feeling for pressure but sensing none. she whispers to the recently deceased. "Where's your baby hon? " She gazes over to the door where she saw the group just leave with curiousity. Instead of running out she tends to her duties.
She walks out of the tent and pulls together some supplies. snapping on a pair of gloves she returns with a full bowl of sterile water, gauze, and a yellow envelope. She sits at the edge of the bed and pops open the large envelope. she gently pulls off the valuables from her neck wrists and hands. dropping her wallet, jewelry, papers, and any other items in her pockets or on her body. She hops up and runs out the tent a moment coming back with a large clear bag and a long black plastic tarp folded in her arms. she places the tarp down and shakes open the clear bag, untying her shoes she slides each one in. She slides off her socks and balls them together tossing them into the bag. she unbuttons her shirt and pulls the girl’s shoulders up off the bed, sliding the shirt off her body. she folds it up and places it carefully into the bag.
She unbuttons the maternity jeans and draws them down, removing her undergarments quickly she covers her with the hospital blanket to preserve modesty. She folds the remaining clothing into the bag and seals it up. she places it down and rests the envelope on top.
Miho sighs looking at the corpse with a sadness, seeing the trauma of birth. "Damn...I'm sorry I wasn't here to help you" she whispers as she dips a piece of gauze into the warm water and washes away reminents of blood and after birth off her skin.
Miho Dagger rinses along her skin and hair, making sure to cover every inch. Her eyes gazing sympathetically as she turns to the departed's items. "Mmmm i'll have to figure out where this goes huh?" she mumbles to herself. She turns just a second and draws ina metal gurney, unfolding the heavy black body back on top. she unzips it from top to bottom and flips it open. She then presses the beds close together as she slowly slides her from the hospital bed to the gurney, legs first. she shifts the woman's hips over before walking to the heads of the beds and shifting her shoulders over. Carefully, she pulls back her hair and tucks it into the bag, lifting it around her making sure nothing is left out before she zips it closed.
She stops a moment. "I can't close this without giving your name". She crouches down to the bag of items, rummaging through it. She pulls out a slender armband, twisting it about she sees a familiar logo. muttering quietly to herself. "Omega"
Miho folds up the armband and places it in her pocket as she looks for toe tags in hers.
She reaches into her back pocket and pulls out two half dollar coins, placing one on each eye. "That's for the ferry man" she whispers as she zips up the body bag.
She writes on the bag the same as her toe tag "Jane Doe-Omega" and wheels her out.
Miho scoops up the bag and envelope, swinging it over her shoulders as she steps out in search of some familiar faces.