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Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

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Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Anastasia was taken aback by the pink haired women's response. Her eyes set aflame as she tried to keep her cool. She would admit, her rant did sound quit scripted but Anastasia was not one to speak out ever because of reactions that this...women - if she could be refereed to as such- presented her. She felt her eyes flame, the green fire dancing from her now angry glare to the women.

Voices swimming in her mind, cries of pain, sorrow ..anger. she took a few deep breaths but it was no use her necromancer powers were to far surfaced to hide. Her hands were glowing with a cloud like magic, illuminating the same green from her eyes as it traveled up her arms slowly. Enveloping her hand and forearm in a misty green smoke she sucked in her breath as the women stepped in front of her with her hand extended.

Anastasia flashed her a half grin " You really, don't want to mess with me little girl." she said to her after she exploded with laughter. Trying to pull herself back she clenched hands into fists.As she tried to harness her powers the grass under her feet slowly began to die and wither.

Frankly she was getting more then tried of this situation as time passed. No matter what did or said seemed to be even noticed. She was being over looked like she had been so many times before. If she was so over looks and unimportant to the people around her then perhaps this journey was not one she cared to take. Why would she waste her time on a group of selfish individuals who couldn't see past their noses.

The women stank of death, she figured the child was a reaper from the moment she saw her. figures, a brat like her would be a reaper.
Closing her eyes she tried to ignore the women and the people around her who disregard anything she says.

Opening them slowly her eyes scanned the group of demons and other folk before her. The only one to show her some form of kindness was Nestor, and from what she could see he too had a connection to the dead. The women who haunted him was clear as day to her. She could see her talking to him and veti. It was interesting to her that this women was able to speak to others who were not connected to the dead like her and apparently Nestor.

Everyone else how ever showed her not even a spec of interest in conversation. She knew they all heard her but not one even commented, accept for the small child. She was getting aggravated.

Then Isis showed up, rolling her eyes at the doom and gloom of the goddesses words she sighed heavily crossing her arms. the touch of her hands to her top fore arms spread the clouded mist like wild fire as it engulfed her shoulders and up around her face.
under her breath she made a comment while slowly shaking her head to herself. She spoke in her native tongue

"Þú getur held ég er einn að einfaldlega sjást í tíma og þú munt sjá mikilvægi mína og óska ​​hjálp mína .... og ég mun vera fús til að lækka, svo þá get ég yfir að líta á mikilvægi existances þínum."

-You may think i am one to simply overlook, in time you will see my importance and wish my help.... and i will be happy to decline, so then i can over look the importance of your existences.-

She clenched her jaw tightly as she watched the others react the the goddess who just arrived.

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Hope mine is ok for you all :)

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Anastasia sat up as she held her arm tightly. The feeling of death lingered over her, she was used to it but this time ... this time was different. She used the rock by her feet to help her stand up. Hearing atticus's voice talking to the crowd of people she decided to walk over to ensure she didn't miss anything important.
Anastasia hair now black from the spirit, and her newly changed into clothing she joined the crowd blending in more then she did before with the others around her. She stood quietly listening to the others banter about which job was the more important one to take part in. She agreed with most of the things said, she could feel the werewolf's pain in her words. Not having experience in that department she could only imagine.

While she allowed the others to voice their opinions she decided to speak up. It was not something she would do in any other situation. " um...excuse me?" her koy voice tried to call out during the arguments " Excuse me!" she shouted again finally gaining the attention she wanted. "Hi... my name is Anastasia...I am the elven necromancer...been known to talk to the dead.." she said ducking her head down as she could feel the eyes on her. " I have not been with this company nearly as long as anyone here... and I have not had experience with Max or any other relations with the journey that caused his death. It is fair for everyone to have their opinion and i do respect them. However, if you like it or not we... we are all a team here, and max was apart of that team. You should be more sensitive to that fact. " She looked up at the crowed of people " We were summoned to help and ensure the protection of people in our worlds and the human world... so why was max's life any different. I for one would say its not. We need to respect each other and work as a team and frankly some of your anger is off putting." She took a moment to take a deep breath " Just moments ago, i was visited by a spirit. It was a strong spirit not one i have ever encountered before. Wither or not this spirit was that of Max or just a strong omen...it was bad...meaning, no matter which path we choose we will have death lingering not far behind us all. It is more important then ever that if this is the case, we need to work together like a cohesive group... like a team that B and H would be proud to call part of their company...." She was afraid her words will inspire to much backlash, but frankly she did care. Some of them were acting like children and yet they were over twice her age.

"As for myself " she looked at the heated werewolf " I would firstly like to extend my sincerest of apologies for your loss. I will personally offer my service, to where ever it is need and required. I will swear on my life to protect any one of your lives with my own if that time comes. However i do not feel safe traveling with some who would not protect mine. Leave the past in the past, all the old quarrels should have ended the moment we were called to action. I know bringing max back will bring up demons from the past, but it does not change the fact he was apart of this team so that means i will give up my life, to help save him... if that is where my destiny so chooses for me to go. "

She took a step back in the crowed she could hear the voices of spirits buzzing in her mind. She tried to shake them off, her aggressive undertone attracted the attention of more then one to many.

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igraine i love your feisty-ness. I may way to reply see what the others will be doing my character is so nutrual at the moment since she is new i may just get her to do which ever task is needed with her ablities.

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If anyone wants to pm me for a but of a collab let me know

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No fear i also have a grey breakfast to share! bacon eggs toast and some home fries :) * sets it on the table* dig in ladies and gents!

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I quit wow it got so repetitive and now I play guild wars 2

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Frost mage is where its at lvl 90 frost mage :) been playing her for 8 years

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Agreed