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originally posted in:The New Dojo
2/1/2017 5:00:46 AM
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Fionn looks completely exhausted, and watches her fall. Mia can sense the darkness around him and the knife remain, though it seems to merge with his light.
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"Give me the knife. If you keep it, it'll kill you. If I don't kill you first," Mia told Fionn. She drew another Void anchor, drew it and aimed at Fionn. Lunar appeared above Sarah's broken body, "Do you mind?"
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Fionn moves around Sarah, lowering the knife. It suddenly shimers and dissapears. "What knife?"
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"You had a bone knife, you can't hide the evidence."
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"I ain't hidin' anythin'. That knife is none o' your business, an' I ain't 'aving another person tangled up in it." He crosses his arms, Wisp appearing before him.
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"Then... why do you keep the knife.."
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Fionn looks down at the snow. "I guess I owe the two of ya an explanation. Let's get somewhere quite and I'll tell ya both."
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Mia stood by Lunar for a few seconds. Within a few seconds, Sarah was back on her feet, alive and well.
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"Le's head back somewhere quiet an' I'll explain everythin'." Fionn promises before transmating away. Seconds later both their Ghosts receive coordinates from Wisp that lead to a clearing at the foot of the mountain.
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Within a flash, both the Hunter and the Warlock are there.
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Fionn is sitting in the clearing, the knife in his hand. The darkness around him seems... Almost tame. Like his light has merged with it. "Where should I start?" He asks.
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"Where the hell did you get that knife? Looks like Hive weaponry," Sarah asked.
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Edited by Cannon011: 2/3/2017 11:27:22 PM"Close... But no. It ain't Hive." He holds it up. "Go ahead an' say hi." He whispers to it. Suddenly, the two girls feel a presence surround them. A consciousness large beyond comprehension. [i][i][b]Yes, oh bearer of mine. Hello, guardians of light.[/b][/i][/i]
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"I... Ahamkara... what?"
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[b][i]So you know what I am. This is surprising. Your kind hunted us well, Guardians of light.[/i][/b] Fionn just nods.
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"I wasn't there for it," Mia said. "Your knife is your.... familiar?" Sarah asked.
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"The knife is cursed. I just 'appen ta be the unlucky sod that ended up with it." [b][i]You speak as though you do not enjoy my company, oh bearer of mine.[/i][/b]
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"I don't enjoy it, either."
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The voice laughs, a low, raspy sound. [b][i]The feeling is mutual, oh friend of ny bearer. But alas, I am bound to this one, Fionn, until our death.[/i][/b]
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"Your soul is stubborn, which is why you speak. Find peace. Accept your form, and be silent."
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The laughter resumes. [b][i]Accept my form? Foolish child, I made this form! I chose this to avenge those slayn unjustly by your kind![/i][/b] Fionn winces, as though in pain.
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"You shall seek no vengeance for as long I live. Oh hater mine..."
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The voice hisses in disgust. "Enough!" Fionn growls. They feel the presence jolt as if struck bwfore it retracts itself back towards the knife. [b][i]As you say, oh bearer. I beg pardon.[/i][/b] It whispers before retreating entirely from their minds. "I bloo'y hate that snake." Fionn murmers.
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"Wish-dragon. Not snake," Mia says.
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"Well he acts more like a snake, bloo'y reptile." He growls. "I'm guessing you're both wonderin' why I have the knife?"
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"Duh," Mia says.
