Morric

Myriad Reality

* The world around them becomes black and non existent as Araby's vision narrows on Ritter. Soon it's just them in the void of the stone.*
I cannot see without it. I cannot be...without it. I am trapped. Can you see? I'm smiling...Smile with me. A deal?
*The teacup is gone. In it's place is an extended hand. A handshake.*

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*Powerful words that held in the memory of Araby as she powered through the sheer terror that roared into her being.*
I see you....Ritter
*The words echoed deeply throughout the forest, as the world began to shake. Araby's vision rose to meet the gaze of a pale featureless face. It twisted and shifted, holding no true form. From behind the morphing skin, a wide smile seemed to show through. The fear began to fade into numbness as her attention was forcefully focussed on Ritter's face.*
A deal?...My power for your freedom. My freedom for your power. A deal?...

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*David managed to protect Shinji's hand from the violent lash of one of the tendrils.*

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*The ice seems hit some kind of barrier wrapped around Araby's skin. The stone glimmers lightly as something begins to happen. The dark arua around her begins to solidify and expand. As fast as the ice is formed, it melts. Slowly, dark tendrils made from hardened shadows begin to protrude from Araby's form.*

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*The closer Araby's vision comes to seeing the entities face, the more an overwhelming sense of fear and panic take a hold of her. It almost like pushing against a current. He vision begins to distort and become fuzzy as she glimpses it's pale chin.*

I'm smiling...you can smile with me. They will try to hurt you and I will stop them. I can see what you want. Can you see me? I will be your sword and you will be my soldier. The war of sanity. A deal?

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*Suddenly, A force shoot out of Araby's body in the real world as the others attempt to wake her. As David's hand strikes her cheek, the force takes hold, pumping out like a seismic wave and pushing everyone away from Araby with some form of energy. Though it causes no harm, it seems to react to the force used to slap Araby, only intensified.*

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...A deal?....A deal?...A deal?...
*The voice repeats like a record, slightly distorted. The entity lifted it's hand back into Araby's view, if she were to open her eyes. Clenched between a pale set of long, slender fingers, was another teacup. This time it was offered to her.*
...Drink it if you want...I'm smiling. Can you see? Perhaps a deal...if you drink it...

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...or perhaps...
*The teacup drops out of the entities hand and shatters on the ground in a loud clattering of broken glass. Oddly enough, it was empty. Somehow, the sipping sound still could be heard, echoing through the forest every so often.*
...or perhaps...
*The voice repeated, like a recording, resounding in Araby's mind as terror continued to pull at her.*

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edited my last post to respond to Araby.

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*neclace feels intensely cold to the touch, so cold it burns, and refuses to move from Araby's neck.

The dream around Araby is deathly silent. She backs up but feels the tree behind her. A long slender arm rasises into her vision. In it's hand, a small porcelain teacup. As it is lifted out of her view, she can hear a sipping sound.*
...join me for tea?...