06-22-2017, 11:22 AM
“Tearen, wait a moment. Before we go in there I have a question.” She stopped and Tearen instinctively followed suit, turning to look at her. They stood at the edge of the logging camp, within what would be considered a safe area, but away from the other Primes. „If… we were fused, does that mean that you…“
“That I saw into your mind? Some of it, yes.” He paused for a moment, then added: “Our brief state of fusion limited that to your most recent memories though, of the battle. I didn’t see anything that I shouldn’t have.”
“Did you see anyone that shouldn’t have been there – I mean, during our fight?”
Tearen blinked. It took him a moment to answer. “Not that I know of. Why do you ask?”
“Call me insane if you like, but I see illusions of my ancestors. Their memories bleed into my mind through… a sort of magic. My mind deals with it by creating mental images of the people that they belonged to, and one of them was present during the fight, giving me tips. I thought that maybe…”
“I see no reason to call you insane for that. The Omniverse has numerous mysteries that we haven’t even begun to solve yet.”
“Alright. Just in case that some of that bled into you then… it’s not you going crazy if you see someone who looks similar to me.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. Can you hold on to that packet for now, also? And try keeping it out of sight. It’s going to be drawing a lot of unwanted attention.”
“You know that I don’t aim to win this… contest. I could just drop it and run for it.”
“Some Primes are in it for the bloodshed, they’ll take any excuse to attack others… say, do you still have that blindfold? The one you used to turn into Illidan?”
Malon produced the piece of cloth from her pocket.
“You should wear it. We may as well mislead some of our to-be hunters.”
While Malon fixed the blindfold around her head and turned into the purple-skinned demon hunter again, she said: “Another thing… thank you.” Those last two words came with the deep, raspy voice of Illidan Stormrage. Not something she would ever get used to.
“Don’t thank me yet. Dante’s Abyss isn’t over… we’re safe for now though.” After a brief moment he added: “You fought very well too.”
“That doesn’t really matter if we both die”, Malon noted.
“Ah, about that… there’s something you should know about Primes and death here in the Omniverse.”
“That I saw into your mind? Some of it, yes.” He paused for a moment, then added: “Our brief state of fusion limited that to your most recent memories though, of the battle. I didn’t see anything that I shouldn’t have.”
“Did you see anyone that shouldn’t have been there – I mean, during our fight?”
Tearen blinked. It took him a moment to answer. “Not that I know of. Why do you ask?”
“Call me insane if you like, but I see illusions of my ancestors. Their memories bleed into my mind through… a sort of magic. My mind deals with it by creating mental images of the people that they belonged to, and one of them was present during the fight, giving me tips. I thought that maybe…”
“I see no reason to call you insane for that. The Omniverse has numerous mysteries that we haven’t even begun to solve yet.”
“Alright. Just in case that some of that bled into you then… it’s not you going crazy if you see someone who looks similar to me.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. Can you hold on to that packet for now, also? And try keeping it out of sight. It’s going to be drawing a lot of unwanted attention.”
“You know that I don’t aim to win this… contest. I could just drop it and run for it.”
“Some Primes are in it for the bloodshed, they’ll take any excuse to attack others… say, do you still have that blindfold? The one you used to turn into Illidan?”
Malon produced the piece of cloth from her pocket.
“You should wear it. We may as well mislead some of our to-be hunters.”
While Malon fixed the blindfold around her head and turned into the purple-skinned demon hunter again, she said: “Another thing… thank you.” Those last two words came with the deep, raspy voice of Illidan Stormrage. Not something she would ever get used to.
“Don’t thank me yet. Dante’s Abyss isn’t over… we’re safe for now though.” After a brief moment he added: “You fought very well too.”
“That doesn’t really matter if we both die”, Malon noted.
“Ah, about that… there’s something you should know about Primes and death here in the Omniverse.”
Quote:Confirming Tearen: Malon's moved with him from B15 to SHB.