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Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

She was scared, she could barely breath, and was only half conscious now, and the bite was her last attempt. The only realy way to make her stop would be to do something voilent, like shove a gun in her face or beat her, because she did not want to pass out, it would cause her threads go go crazy again. It was always a Scarry thing when it happend.
 
'Dammit, shut up!' The assassin-now-kidnapper put her hand over the girl's mouth now, holding her jaw shut more forcefully than probably either of them would have liked. Heck, killing her would probably be less bothersome...


A few threads wound loosely around the girl's throat now, to numb where she would slit her throat if she got any more annoying. Amelia, still holding the girl with her other, injured arm, reached for her knife.



'Alright, listen now. I can kill you, I find it fun, actually. I'm just not enough of an asshole to make it hurt. Yet. The more irritating, the more fun. Rule number one of killing.' Growling almost every word, the assassin didn't sound like any of this would be much fun. Of course, for Asilia, it wouldn't be.
 
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Asilia's eyes were wide with fear. She stoped struggling. Her jaw hurt now and tears of pain were starting to spill out of her eyes. But she didn't want to die. And this woman just said she was going to kill her and made no mention of letting her live if she complied. She just promised a quick death. She got an idea in her head. She worked her jaw, as if trying to speak, untill she had a small chunk of flesh in her mouth from the woman's hand and bit down hard, taking the skin off. As soon as the pain hit her, Asilia knew her threads would loosen and she could run for it.
 
(Uuhh... She moved her hand...)


Swearing loudly with pain, the threads did loosen, though only after Amelia had sent a swift blow to the back of Asilia's head. Stupid kid... What did she think she could do? She would fall right through the snow like it was... Well... Snow. The white stuff was piled so high, just about the only way to navigate it with sinking right through was a high-speed snow-thingy. Standing in it, it probably would have reached the assassin's waist.



Hopefully, though, the last strike to the head had knocked Asilia out. Still, just the be safe, Amelia held one finger down on a vein in Asilia's neck for... Oh, twenty seconds or so, then continued on her way.



Damned kid...
 
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(Sorry didn't read it right.) Asilia was still awake, but she had just gotten all of the fight slapped right out of her. "P...please..." She begged in a wimmpery voice.
 
'No. Your friends'll probably follow us here eventually anyway. Don't worry, it won't be long before you see them.' Their dead bodies, more like... The comment Amelia added in her head made her grin.
 
'Some place a hell of a lot better than this one. Now shut up, okay?' Her voice now was more or less just... Tired. Annoyed, irritated, but tired. A casual change in tone, one that would say usually that Amelia didn't want to be bothered, but not a bitter nor a falsely sweet tone.
 
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"Yato... Why won't you let me kill her... She betrayed us... What's the point..." Yaboku sighed. He backed up against the wall near Leah. He held his mask in his hands and stared it down. "Why..."
 
At Asilia's words, Amelia did nothing but give what had to be the most careless, emotionless shrug anyone could give.


A doctor eventually wandered over to remove the IV, but stopped with one foot in midair at the sight of Yaboku muttering to himself. Endlessly unnerved, the doctor quickly pulled the needle from Leah's wrist, almost fumbling as they did so before forgetting the stand entirely and scuttling away from the madman across the room. As soon as they were away, they notified Abel; nobody had been given clearance to visit.
 
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"They found me... Now to get out..." Yaboku finally got up. He gathered the strength to pull out Sekki. He took into an icepick grip. With one quick move. He jabbed his sword at Leah, downwards. He missed. A centimeter away from her waist and an inch away from her arm. "Damn it Yato, Why..." Yaboku took Leah into a princess carry. He covered the room in threads and absorbed all light around them to charge his threads. He ran down the halls reflecting light to make him invisible. However you could see the imperfections in the invisibility. It was like staring at rippled water. Though he kept running for his life with Leah in his arms.
 
Amelia gave an amused sniff. 'Oh, so likely. I think, by the time that happens, the Wraiths will have him.' She kept keeping herself from continuing, describing how bloody the execution would be. 'I suggest you don't let your hopes up. He can't run as fast as a snow mobile, not nearly.'





From a makeshift hiding spot behind a door to an adjoining room, the doctor watched as light washed over the room, and then as the culprit seemed to... Disappear.


Just a few more hours, a few more hours and Leah would've been completely fine.
 
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Meanwhile back at bace, Aura searched frantically for Asilia, unable to find her or Zen. He hoped they were okay and that Zen had just taken her away from the castle so that he could ensure she was not taken. He had broken his communication earpeace so he had no way of contacting Zen at this moment. His face was full of worry.
 
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( Wow. I've been gone for a LOONG time. But I'm back.~ )


She walked around the medical wing for a bit, her gloved hands rubbing against her wet eyes. Kirsa lifted her head and a mirror caught her attention, looking into it. Her clothes were tousled, her hair was a mess and her face.. Her eyes were red and a bit swollen. She just looked terrible. Letting out a shaky sigh, the girl hung her head again. She just couldn't get her mind off of Revnoir, the way he rejected her was heart wrenching. Kirsa continued to trudge around aimlessly, staring at the floor as she fiddled with her fingers.
 
Krev was walking the halls and no sooner had he rounded the corner had he run headfist into Kirsa. (Welcome back AYU)
 
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She fell back onto the ground in the next second, growling softly as the girl lifted her head to glare up. Kirsa's expression quickly softened upon seeing Krev and she turned her head away, sitting there.
 
"Oh I'm sorry Kirsa! Are you okay?!" He asked frantically, obviously suprized, cleary showing it on his face as he rushed to help her up.
 
"Y-Yeah!.." She shouted, slapping his hand away as she got up herself. "I.. am fine.." Kirsa lied in a whisper, staring at her feet.
 
[QUOTE="Aurath Moonblood]She flinched slightly. "H..how... Are you... Feeling....?" She asked in a slightly frightend tone.

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Günther thought for a moment. "I don't know." He said, staring at the gun. He had no idea if the sadness and anger he had were positive or negative.
 
"I... I'm sorry... I don't know what made you so mad.... She was like a sister to me.... I was just sad to hear she had..... Had.... I wish I knew who did it.... So I could kill them...." Aroria stammered.


Krev brought her into a hug. "I can tell your sad.... You look like you have been crying.... Tell me what's wrong dear."
 
"I already killed a reaper claiming to have killed Arya." Günther said, looking up at Aroria.
 

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