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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 2, 2011 14:15:56 GMT -5
"Well, my friends didn't fight it. They are..." Rebekah's eyes drifted off as she thought. "...monsters. Yes, monsters." she finally settled on. "One killed their little sibling. The others..." she shook her head. "Let's just say, it was bad...But I've fought it. It's brought on a lot of blood and pain, and sometimes I can't move very well, but I'm still me." She then looked down at the food, her eyes wide. She had not seen that much food in a long time. "Um...Wow. Thank you." she stammered out. She asn't sure she could eat all of it. She was sure that, amongst other things, her stomach had converged some with her lack of food. Then again, from the very vocal noises that proceeded from her stomach, maybe not. Still, she managed to cut up the food into little bits with a quaint, almost amusing politeness before beginning to eat.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 3, 2011 22:32:57 GMT -5
Claw looked up at her after a moment of shoving food into his mouth, a leaf hanging out. he swallowed the food before laughing. "relax. we're all animals down here. eat like one." he said, shoving more food into his mouth quickly. "even the faeries eat like this." he added. he was silent, digesting the food and words. "and i don't believe they've had the help we can offer."
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 4, 2011 15:16:40 GMT -5
Rebekah swallowed her food and laughed. "Thanks. But I like to eat like this." she replied. She blushed. "It's a little strange, but I have a thing where I like to play with my food like this. I like small things, so food gets shrunken down too. It's kind of rude and juvenile, actually." she stated quaintly, setting her plate up as she had described. "Besides, I come from a Jewish and Italian family. Combine the two, put a few kids and grandparents in the mix, and you have just that. Eating like an animal might actually be the more polite of the two." she joked with a grin. Her smile faded a little. "You're probably right. But I'm not risking losing control. Even if it's only from something minor or for a short period of time." she shook her head. There was a hint of fear in her voice, knowing what the monster inside of her wanted to do and that it was probably capable of doing so.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 11, 2011 23:50:23 GMT -5
he put down his fork and looked at her seriously. "you won't. for a year, people with my gifts are assigned to the newly made. that way, if anything gets out of hand, we can...take care of it. we drain you. that's what i did to Ember. i drained her enough for her to regain control." he said, putting his hand on hers, absorbing some magic. "any better?" he asked.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 12, 2011 0:01:42 GMT -5
Rebekah blinked a few times, containing both heat and liquid in her eyes. You're still acting like a monster then. They just control it, she thought to herself. Inside of her, she could feel the kelpie laugh. It was dark and made her tremble, but disapeared at Claw's touch. Unable to speak, she just nodded. "And there's no way to permanently drain someone?" she asked weakly.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 12, 2011 0:06:47 GMT -5
"only if you want me around all the time." he said, playing with her fingers. "you're not a monster by magic. you're a monster if you do harm with your gift. am i a monster?" he asked, smiling and showing off his fangs and claws at her, looking menacing.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 12, 2011 0:16:51 GMT -5
Rebekah frowned. No. As nice of a person as Claw was, she would be irritated by such. She had become accustomed of the past three years to be alone. "I'm a monster naturally. Right now, if I let go, I'd be doing harm with that...'gift'." she replied, not quite sure it was a gift. It was not one she asked for and seemed to be causing her more pain than anything else. "It hates you. You're playing with my finger. It wants to drain all the fluid from yours and watch you digits turn black and atrophy while it slowly dehydrated the rest of you. Then return it all back and watch you drown in your on fluids while boiling the water in your blood. Your eyes bulge out of your head in horror as you gasped and cried out in pain. Then the corpse would make a good snack." she stated, recounting to her new friend the kelpie's urges inside of her. There was a dark laughter at the back of her mind that made her shudder deeply. She looked up at him, smiling at his appearance. "I've seen worse. You may not be, but as I am now, and there's a thin line of control preventing me from giving in. And I don't know how long I can keep that up for." her voice cracked a little and she cleared her throat. She shook her head. "I can't look at someone without meticulously planning their murder where the kelpie is coming in. Tell me that's a good thing. And you can't, because it's not."
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 12, 2011 21:08:34 GMT -5
"the good thing is that you are controlling it." he said, returning himself to normal. "and that's what seperates you from having a gift and being a monster."
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 12, 2011 21:15:41 GMT -5
"Yes, but barely." Rebekah stated. "Quite frankly, my death would have been no more than a month away. My health has been..." she coughed out a laugh. "I'm getting too weak to control this. My health will either kill me on its own, or it will force me to end it. I suppose the factors have changed now, but realistically..." she shrugged. "It's not a gift. There's only one other alternative."
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 12, 2011 22:12:34 GMT -5
"barely is enough to get you through the night. after the transformation, tell me what you think of life, such as if it's worth living." he said, standing and throwing away his empty bowl. someone ran through a wall, appearing in front of Claw from a mist, her body reforming in a black sundress. "Claw, we need you to drain the new fire faerie that came in. that fire she messed with revved up her inner wild; we need you to calm her down." the pale girl said, her skin chalky white like her eyes and hair. "take good care of her." he said, and ran out at a speed that matched the ghostly girl. she walked over to the newcomer and sat down. "hi. i'm Spectra." she said waving slightly and her hand not entirely there, the edges fading into the background.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 12, 2011 22:24:21 GMT -5
Rebekah shrugged. She did not think she would ever come to terms with something like this. She blinked in surprise upon seeing the new girl, particularly when she noticed her evanescent form. "Oh, hi." she stated, fixing her gaze on the girl's face, as not to stare at her hand. She smiled. This girl, despite her hand, was very nice seeming. "I'm Rebekah. Nice to meet you." she replied.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 12, 2011 22:39:58 GMT -5
"you can stare. i'm not quite dead. i get it a lot. i do it to living people all the time." Spectra said, the hand dissapearing into a white mist and re-forming. "it's actually pretty fun." she said with a smile.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 13, 2011 15:45:48 GMT -5
Rebekah grinned more broadly, her eyes studying the girl's hand. It was pretty fascinating. In all her years, she had never seen anything like that occur. "That's pretty cool. I can see why it would be." she agreed with a nod.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Jan 17, 2011 20:54:05 GMT -5
"besides, i never have to worry about getting stuck in a rotating door ever again." Spectra joked, smiling and picking at the food on her new friend's plate.
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Post by Cheyenne on Jan 17, 2011 21:18:38 GMT -5
Rebekah laughed. "Definitely a plus." she chuckled. "With all those pesky rotating doors and their evils." She put up her fist in a mock-revolutionary gesture. "Rise above!"
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