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Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

[QUOTE="Umbra Regalia]
(Kama, you're rank 3 l: Ghost is rank 10. Your spine would realistically be very injured)
Ghost growled, grabbing him by the collar. "Know your place." He growled in his face, his eyes glowing even brighter.


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((Oh right))


'And You should brush yer teeth ya wanker.' Sabrin humored, hiding his tone filled with pain coming from his broken grandpa back as he held the Wraiths hand that were choking him as of now.
 
[QUOTE="Kamasive Nionnova]((Oh right))
'And You should brush yer teeth ya wanker.' Sabrin humored, hiding his tone filled with pain coming from his broken grandpa back as he held the Wraiths hand that were choking him as of now.

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"I don't have teeth you fucktard." He growled. What looked like teeth were actually just jagged spikes on his jaws. He pulled Sabrin upwards then slammed him into the ground again. He then let go, standing properly. He grabbed Xillia's arm and led her away now.
 
'Asswipe!' Sabrin yelled at the Reaper that was heading off somewhere, unable to move with a broken backbone. He groaned a little as he spitted out three sharp teeth of his from his mouth that was flooding with blood.
 
Sabrin turned his body around to facee the sky. His vision blurred as slowy fought to keep himself from falling unconscious from his broken back that was now swelling from impact and turning purple. He never thought of Reapers having the capability of talking and cursing after a long period of fighting against them. He smiled as he closed his weakened and heavy eye lids, slowy falling unconscious.


From the distance Morbius stood overhead, scouting for Sabrin, worried he might of got into trouble as he has not returned for some time. A few birds were perched on its horns, guiding It to him. And to Its luck, Morbius spots Sabrin lying on the snow -- Unconscious.



Morbius galloped towards him, nudging his face. It looked around to find what was the cause, but all it saw was a woman strapped by chains to a tree and two figures from the distance walking away. Without hesitation Morbius bit Sabrin by the shoulder and began dragging him back to base like Its injured offspring.
 
After a while of waiting, watching the ground as it spun slowly, the dull sound of crunching snow approached. Swinging her gaze toward the sound rather wearily, Amelia blinked a few times as seeing a... A stag approaching. Was... she hallucinating? If so... she was breathing more shallowly than she thought....
 
Morbius paused for a few seconds from dragging Sabrin, and looked at the woman that was strapped to a tree. Does she need assistance perhaps? Morbius thought, tilting Its head sideways, looking at her with concern.
 
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Amelia looked up again, trying to blink away the colors that still danced in her vision. Why would a wraith go after her..? Who was the person they had accompanied? How would she free herself from this tree? Even if she were a Phoenix weaver, or a sin, she still wouldn't have been able to break through the threads at all. It was a wraith, for heaven's sake...


Had she enough breath to do so, Amelia would have given the deer an annoyed snort, whether it was a hallucination or not.
 
Seeing her struggle and current situation, Morbius had no intention of leaving her for easy pickings out here. Morbius went and grabbed Sabrin's threaded katana using Its mouth, and slowy approached the woman. Morbius dropped the katana just by a millimetre from her foot, leaving her to figure out the rest.
 
Seeing as the Threads that restrained Amelia were a Wraith's, they couldn't be cut in that way. Ghost led Xillia to the base, and they found themselves very close to the bridge – where Revnoir sat quietly.
 
Claus sat there for a moment just staring at Kirsa who tilted her head. What was he doing? He should be trying to find Xillia, if she found Revnoir.. Claus shot up but kept his usual smile. "Sorry. I've got to go. See you later though." He said in a tender tone before rushing out of the base and to the outside. "She hasn't gotten to the base yet.. I didn't see Revnoir either. Where is she?!" Claus said in a whisper as he looked around.
 
Leah/Envy was also outside, her gaze practically glued to the ground, doing little more physically than breathing. In her mind, she was arguing with 'herself', though it still felt as if she quarreled with multiple people.
 
"Why can't I sleep in this body again... I need happiness... I don't want control anymore... Yato help me..." Yaboku cried. Staying on the top of the mountain didn't help him. He was in agony. He loved yet hated control. He enjoyed watching Yato's life. But being in control of it, he couldn't take it. The emotions, the temperature, the isolation, the emptiness. He wanted to get out of it. All of it. And to him, the Light won't help.
 
Spazzycat101 said:
her gaze practically glued to the ground, doing little more physically than breathing.
(Me in class) Revnoir sat there silently, staring at whatever was below. Why had he left in search of the one singing? Wasn't it just in his head? He let out a subtle sigh, and stood up.


Xillia was very close, and Ghost was right behind her. She looked tense, hoping nothing got in her way at the last moment. (Jinx it!!!
xD )
 
After awhile, Claus managed to approach the bridge and see Revnoir. Maybe he could do something about him, but he also had to find Xillia before she caused anymore trouble. He quickly rushed up to Revnoir and grabbed his shoulder. "H-Hey!" Claus said with a smile.
 
Every few moments, Envy would mumble something aloud, wait, then speak again. If someone were listening, it would sound much like one side of a phone call, obscure, only giving hints.


(Highlight to see both sides of the conversation)



'Enough. You did it yourself.'


'Why would I have made those damned voices?!'


'You refer to them like you aren't one.'


'I never did that, you brought the insanity with you.'


'You brought the insanity upon yourself.'


'How could I have done that?'


'Unintentional... A side-effect..! That's what the insanity is. I'm here to fix it.'


'You say I pulled my mind apart? The voices did that!'


'No-- see? You made the voices by tearing your mind!'


'Enough. Enough of you, Envy! I want control gain!'


'We'll all be in control when I put our minds back together! You'll get what you want!'


Unintentionally, Envy's voice had risen to a roar, and the last sentence echoed far out in the air, but never returned as would have been expected of it if the walls of the valley had been exposed. Instead, it was soon silenced in the soft white oblivion.


Oblivion.



Envy was getting sick of this game already... She kept telling herself to hurry, to fix her mind quickly, to hurry.... But the dumb little girl she had overtaken would always insist
no! Living in her little delirium calling herself innocent. Enough of her, just let her give in, give up, let her mind come to again..!
 
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Revnoir looked up at Clause, scowling. "Hey... Did you need something?" He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head in confusion.
 
"Yeah, but we can talk about that back at base." He said awkwardly, putting his arm around him. Claus kept looking around frantically, hoping Xillia wouldn't be around.
 
"Nononononononono." He smiled. That was probably way too many no's but Claus just wanted to hurry up before Xillia came. "Let's go back to base, okay? It's urgent."
 
[QUOTE="A Y U]"Nononononononono." He smiled. That was probably way too many no's but Claus just wanted to hurry up before Xillia came. "Let's go back to base, okay? It's urgent."

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Revnoir nodded subtly, and quickly shook away the insane thoughts he had been drowning in only moments before. "Y-Yeah, sure..." He looked a bit disturbed and distant, but he followed Claus without another word.
 
Claus pulled him in closer and laughed. "Come, liven up, Buddy!" He showed a wide grin at Revnoir. "People at base must be worried about you." The man said as he lead Revnoir back.
 
Revnoir wanted to say something, but he decided it was useless. He followed Claus back into the base silently, making sure he didn't make a sound as he walked. Claus' footsteps assaulted his ears with repetitive sounds that could easily drive Revnoir insane if he weren't already.
 
Revnoir was starting to get annoyed by the sound as it hammered at his ears. "I'm... I'm fine, why does it matter?" Revnoir seemed more quick to insult now, the footsteps affecting him more than anyone could expect. He looked irked beyond belief.
 
"Nothing, really." He showed a wide grin and pulled him closer. "Have anyone you like? The big squad leader's got to love someone! I like this one girl. Loved her for as long as she remember. She's got big red ruby eyes and long beige hair. And those BREASTS. Man!" Claus continued to ramble, his voice boomed annoyingly.
 

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