05-16-2018, 12:36 AM
It was truly disturbing to hear such tales of what her new friends have gone through. Kovol’s strange words and titles, names, races, all of it made so little sense as things she knew from history. However, she fully understood what tragedy was and how full of it his story had been. She pitied him. Sandy could understand completely that lost feeling and the urgency of wanting to get back to someone she cared about to help in any other way she could. Clownpiece came to her mind immediately, but she would like to help Dane and China despite the harsh words the golem had said to her.
The golden armored warrior may be completely unaware of how relatable he was as she was afraid to say anything sympathetic in fear that she’d come off as insensitive to him. She just stared back at his lifted helmet with the saddest look a girl could give you behind red-framed glasses.
She didn’t know now why she hoped that Kate’s story would be any better. She was covered head to toe in mud, gunk, grime, and everything else that disguised the blood and sweat from her senses. It wasn’t like she understood what was going on either, so it isn’t like she came from a particular verse…
She wasn’t just left heartbroken but left with nothing to say. Sadly she could empathize with Kate as well, given her situation.
She understood conquests and fear for the family and loved ones on her side. None of them she had anymore. The gravestones that had surrounded her own when she'd respawned reminded her of that. She has desperately tried not to think about her family and what she'd done to them if only because her master had told her not to dread over it for the guilt would be too overwhelming and would kill her. He stated that she was far too sweet to be consumed by negativity.
No, it wasn’t the exact same thing but she felt the eyes of the ghost from her past staring at the back of her skull, perhaps even wishing the worse for her. It would seem that in this world she would not just die a thousand times over for each mistake she made in the past, but another thousand for each one in the future.
Myst stared down at the black liquid that swirled ominously in the pristine white china cup that sat on her saucer. In her lap lay a few treats, specifically a croissant with butter, a few cheeses, and a small bunch of red seedless grapes. She stirred the small silver spoon around the circumference of the cup. Kate’s story had left the air too thick to discuss anything, let alone her own past. It felt pale in comparison to the American girl and the Dark Elf’s.
She waited for Kate’s return, who apologized once more about the inability to hold such intense feelings inside. She got nothing but headshakes and concerned eyes from them all. That she was justified in feeling what she had.
Once again silence fell upon them, Kaleigh - apparently uneasy by this - spoke up again. “And… You?”
"Je m'appelle... My name iz Cassandra Myst. I am alone. My family had been devoured by a vampire who was part of a bigger plan to wipe out my town. I am zee only zurvivor." She said, neglecting to explain that she was the vampire who did such horrific things to her own family. If any past experience has told her anything about admitting this to mortals, it was that it was a bad idea. "I come from a world with a country called France. Zat is my home, my language." She lowered her eyes to the fire.
Death in flames used to be one of the only horrors she kept, but now she did not fear it at all. Now that she has experienced death here, she wasn't sure what she should fear either. "I only had ma famille, mon frère." She cleared her through. "How do you zay... Brother? He was my only anchor to my world and zen he..." Steam still poured from her cup of coffee. The dark liquid reflecting the brightness all around her. Sandy stared into it thoughtfully.
"Zat was a long time ago, I have been without anyone for a while now. I waz on a walk through town as I did from day to day when I was swallowed up by zis monstre! It brought me here. Here where I met a man name Cade, a man name Jacob, and a woman named Angel. But I 'ave no desire to go to ze beach, as I cannot swim. So, I got to ze jungle where I met a man named Dane. He had with him ze little girl name Clownpiece."
She jumped up as if she'd forgotten something, looking up. "And Renko, she was my first encounter zere. Clowpiece also had a pet, his name was China. He was huge!" She stopped when she remembered China's words. They ricocheted through her mind and she wondered at that moment if she should even attempt to find them again at that moment. "China did not like me, he said that I was annoying. Perhaps... Maybe... I am?" She seemed to shrink from the group.
"Non." Kaleigh cried out, in her best French. It was a simple word. "Not at all." She reached over and touched her new friend's shoulder. "Whoever this China is, he doesn't know what he's talking about! You've been so helpful to us, so he clearly doesn't even know you!" Her passion exploded from her.
Myst looked up at the others, Kate didn't say much but her look said she was grateful for someone who could explain this place better than that Omni guy.
Kolvo didn't look particularly impressed or unimpressed by this, but he also seemed grateful for whatever assistance she provided.
"Merci." She mumbled, looking back into the cup. "I should explain zomezing I also discovered about zis place. I died trying to protect mon amie. However, just now. I was brought back. I don't know what happened, but I believe zat us Primes will resurrect if we ever die. Perhaps zat iz what Omni meant..."
"Resurrection...you mean like necromancy?" Kovol asked. The French woman had mentioned vampirism...
Kate turned stone quiet, her jaw falling somewhat as the initial wave of knowledge hit her. Then it turned over like the ocean breathing on her and it slammed into her once more as she realized what that meant. Everything she knew about death meant nothing. Did this Omni figure bring her there just to mock her so openly?
"I've never had to worry about death myself." Kaleigh interrupted thoughtlessly and abruptly "So that doesn't mean much to me."
"No-" Myst went to answer Kolvo but found herself being interrupted by Kaleigh. The way Cassy looked up at her, the fracture in the corner of her glasses could be seen much more clearly. As if that statement had broken them itself.
The woman in the white hood had spoken so bluntly that the group around her stopped and looked at her now. They now stared at her with a mix of emotions, but the base for these looks was confusion. She looked from one to the other, like a dog trying to contain her excitement at having so many good people around her. After a short period of time, she realized it was her turn. “Oh!” She barked unintentionally, “My turn?”
The golden armored warrior may be completely unaware of how relatable he was as she was afraid to say anything sympathetic in fear that she’d come off as insensitive to him. She just stared back at his lifted helmet with the saddest look a girl could give you behind red-framed glasses.
She didn’t know now why she hoped that Kate’s story would be any better. She was covered head to toe in mud, gunk, grime, and everything else that disguised the blood and sweat from her senses. It wasn’t like she understood what was going on either, so it isn’t like she came from a particular verse…
She wasn’t just left heartbroken but left with nothing to say. Sadly she could empathize with Kate as well, given her situation.
She understood conquests and fear for the family and loved ones on her side. None of them she had anymore. The gravestones that had surrounded her own when she'd respawned reminded her of that. She has desperately tried not to think about her family and what she'd done to them if only because her master had told her not to dread over it for the guilt would be too overwhelming and would kill her. He stated that she was far too sweet to be consumed by negativity.
No, it wasn’t the exact same thing but she felt the eyes of the ghost from her past staring at the back of her skull, perhaps even wishing the worse for her. It would seem that in this world she would not just die a thousand times over for each mistake she made in the past, but another thousand for each one in the future.
Myst stared down at the black liquid that swirled ominously in the pristine white china cup that sat on her saucer. In her lap lay a few treats, specifically a croissant with butter, a few cheeses, and a small bunch of red seedless grapes. She stirred the small silver spoon around the circumference of the cup. Kate’s story had left the air too thick to discuss anything, let alone her own past. It felt pale in comparison to the American girl and the Dark Elf’s.
She waited for Kate’s return, who apologized once more about the inability to hold such intense feelings inside. She got nothing but headshakes and concerned eyes from them all. That she was justified in feeling what she had.
Once again silence fell upon them, Kaleigh - apparently uneasy by this - spoke up again. “And… You?”
"Je m'appelle... My name iz Cassandra Myst. I am alone. My family had been devoured by a vampire who was part of a bigger plan to wipe out my town. I am zee only zurvivor." She said, neglecting to explain that she was the vampire who did such horrific things to her own family. If any past experience has told her anything about admitting this to mortals, it was that it was a bad idea. "I come from a world with a country called France. Zat is my home, my language." She lowered her eyes to the fire.
Death in flames used to be one of the only horrors she kept, but now she did not fear it at all. Now that she has experienced death here, she wasn't sure what she should fear either. "I only had ma famille, mon frère." She cleared her through. "How do you zay... Brother? He was my only anchor to my world and zen he..." Steam still poured from her cup of coffee. The dark liquid reflecting the brightness all around her. Sandy stared into it thoughtfully.
"Zat was a long time ago, I have been without anyone for a while now. I waz on a walk through town as I did from day to day when I was swallowed up by zis monstre! It brought me here. Here where I met a man name Cade, a man name Jacob, and a woman named Angel. But I 'ave no desire to go to ze beach, as I cannot swim. So, I got to ze jungle where I met a man named Dane. He had with him ze little girl name Clownpiece."
She jumped up as if she'd forgotten something, looking up. "And Renko, she was my first encounter zere. Clowpiece also had a pet, his name was China. He was huge!" She stopped when she remembered China's words. They ricocheted through her mind and she wondered at that moment if she should even attempt to find them again at that moment. "China did not like me, he said that I was annoying. Perhaps... Maybe... I am?" She seemed to shrink from the group.
"Non." Kaleigh cried out, in her best French. It was a simple word. "Not at all." She reached over and touched her new friend's shoulder. "Whoever this China is, he doesn't know what he's talking about! You've been so helpful to us, so he clearly doesn't even know you!" Her passion exploded from her.
Myst looked up at the others, Kate didn't say much but her look said she was grateful for someone who could explain this place better than that Omni guy.
Kolvo didn't look particularly impressed or unimpressed by this, but he also seemed grateful for whatever assistance she provided.
"Merci." She mumbled, looking back into the cup. "I should explain zomezing I also discovered about zis place. I died trying to protect mon amie. However, just now. I was brought back. I don't know what happened, but I believe zat us Primes will resurrect if we ever die. Perhaps zat iz what Omni meant..."
"Resurrection...you mean like necromancy?" Kovol asked. The French woman had mentioned vampirism...
Kate turned stone quiet, her jaw falling somewhat as the initial wave of knowledge hit her. Then it turned over like the ocean breathing on her and it slammed into her once more as she realized what that meant. Everything she knew about death meant nothing. Did this Omni figure bring her there just to mock her so openly?
"I've never had to worry about death myself." Kaleigh interrupted thoughtlessly and abruptly "So that doesn't mean much to me."
"No-" Myst went to answer Kolvo but found herself being interrupted by Kaleigh. The way Cassy looked up at her, the fracture in the corner of her glasses could be seen much more clearly. As if that statement had broken them itself.
The woman in the white hood had spoken so bluntly that the group around her stopped and looked at her now. They now stared at her with a mix of emotions, but the base for these looks was confusion. She looked from one to the other, like a dog trying to contain her excitement at having so many good people around her. After a short period of time, she realized it was her turn. “Oh!” She barked unintentionally, “My turn?”