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Regina froze upon reaching a spot in the rubble where she could see Isabeau. She heard Sakaala say something about Ionathan but was too distracted by what she saw. Isabeau was reaching for something. She shook herself from her concentration as she heard something about the "mad one" being taken alive. "Mad one?" she asked, turning to see Ionathan tying Genevieve's wrists. "Looks like he's got a handle on things over there." she said, climbing higher, having to push Sakaala's hand from her shoulder. She said nothing as she watched Isabeau, staring into her eyes. She mumbled to herself as she looked at Genevieve again, wondering just what the artifact had done to her. She remembered the dragons, fighting beside Siegfried and Ionathan, among many others, and retrieving the item for the woman. She turned back to Isabeau, remembering her feelings for her before and after what the halfling considered the woman's betrayal. She looked down, deep in thought. Did she really betray me? she thought, glancing at her again, Or did I just feel betrayed and hurt because of my feelings for her? She turned back to Sakaala, shaking her head. "I need more sleep." she said simply. "As strong as you are, I'd probably weigh nothing to you. Got room in your pack to carry me?" She risked another glance at Isabeau, trying to think of what to say. With a sigh, she drew a longtooth to point at the... She didn't know what to consider Isabeau anymore. It seemed they were no longer enemies but not yet allies. "I have questions for you." she warned. "Don't stray too far or I will hunt you down." She sheathed the extended dagger before looking back at Sakaala, her arms open to see if Sakaala would help her down, if not help her on her back so she could sleep more.
If Sakaala were to set her on the ground, she would walk to Emil, looking at him. "Give a lady a lift?" she'd ask with a tired smile.
If Sakaala slid the halfling to her back, she would slip into a place she would not fall and try to sleep, listening to the beast-woman's heartbeat through her back.
If Sakaala were to set her on the ground, she would walk to Emil, looking at him. "Give a lady a lift?" she'd ask with a tired smile.
If Sakaala slid the halfling to her back, she would slip into a place she would not fall and try to sleep, listening to the beast-woman's heartbeat through her back.
@The Fated Fallen Good point. And she's trying. She's just less mature than practically everyone else in the group.
@The Harbinger of Ferocity Alright.
@The Harbinger of Ferocity Alright.
@The Harbinger of Ferocity True... but Regina does act childish sometimes. And, sometimes, she deserves to be treated like a child.
I thought Sakaala would take her off the wall.
My post is great! ^_^ I feel so happy I actually did a long post. No to try to get them as long as Harbinger's.
Regina stood in a field of pink flowers, watching a pair of warriors battle. The warriors she recognized were Sakaala and Ajax. She knew not why they were fighting but knew it had to be important if they were truly going all out, as they seemed. To her left, Isabeau laid dead. When she saw her body, she felt no joy, only sorrow and anger. To her right, her oriental lover that had disappeared on her, wrapped in chains, crying. When she turned around, she saw Genevieve sitting on a black throne, her glare evil. She saw then that this dream was an omen. She saw the path she was heading down was dark and dangerous and knew she would have to change her ways. It wouldn't be easy but she made a promise to herself then and there. She looked back up at the battle, only to see both Sakaala and Ajax leaping for her.
Regina awoke with a start, breathing heavy. Looking around, she saw the ruined house, a group of people not far from it, and closer, Ionathon speaking with the maids and servants. The rain had stopped, or at least lightened up, and she felt awake enough to move, as long as she kept herself from her psionics. She stood shakily and stretched, soon beginning to walk towards the destroyed building, stopping as she heard the man say cruel things about the woman that had hired them. She listened to the conversation discretely, continuing once he had heard enough.
She knew Sakaala was talking to someone but she couldn't see who was in the rubble. "What's going on up there?" Regina asked, stopping beside the beast woman. "Found a survivor or something?" she asked, looking up at her. "Ajax trying to dig them out?" She didn't wait for an answer before trying to climb in, knowing Sakaala could, and thinking she probably would, pull the halfling out with barely any strength. Without her Psionics, Regina felt weak and vulnerable, though she tried not to show it. She didn't even think if anyone would notice her trying to climb into the mess rather than float in as she usually did.
Regina awoke with a start, breathing heavy. Looking around, she saw the ruined house, a group of people not far from it, and closer, Ionathon speaking with the maids and servants. The rain had stopped, or at least lightened up, and she felt awake enough to move, as long as she kept herself from her psionics. She stood shakily and stretched, soon beginning to walk towards the destroyed building, stopping as she heard the man say cruel things about the woman that had hired them. She listened to the conversation discretely, continuing once he had heard enough.
She knew Sakaala was talking to someone but she couldn't see who was in the rubble. "What's going on up there?" Regina asked, stopping beside the beast woman. "Found a survivor or something?" she asked, looking up at her. "Ajax trying to dig them out?" She didn't wait for an answer before trying to climb in, knowing Sakaala could, and thinking she probably would, pull the halfling out with barely any strength. Without her Psionics, Regina felt weak and vulnerable, though she tried not to show it. She didn't even think if anyone would notice her trying to climb into the mess rather than float in as she usually did.
Bump.
"Just need to know where I am." she sighed. "I'm new here and kinda lost. Only reason I was able to find this place was because of the woodcutter." She turned to head for the door, looking over her shoulder with an idea. "Anyone around here need any jobs done?"
@Belwicket I will make it known that I don't like it. I think it was poor timing and that something could have been worked out as to not create such a pause in Regina's part in the story. It just doesn't fit, she's on the side of the road, in the middle of a rain storm, with the house caving in on itself. There could've been a little more interaction, or it could've waited until they were at a safer place.
True but what's done is done. It made sense for me as I've based her powers off multiple sources on psionics and similar abilities. They are much more mentally taxing than you'd think. Not to mention she'd be going after Isabeau if she were still awake. Didn't think you'd want that.
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