A/N: Hello there. Nothing much to say here because even though its weekend, I have to studddyyyy-yuh! Um, yeah. Thanks for reviewing and...enjoy!
Chapter Six: Of Dimwitted Knights
I stay silent and look between the two knights and back at Yuri, donning a look of mild annoyance. "Just what we needed, Tweedle A and Tweedle B," Yuri's blasé gaze, and equally blasé comment results in aghast spluttering from the two odd looking knights.
"I say! Don't you dare call me that!"
"Just what is a Tweedle anyway?"
"Tweedles?" I mutter, looking between the two knights with furrowed brows. My gaze drifts to the floor as I speculate the familiar exchange. I know, unerring or not, that I heard this somewhere before...
"Just what I needed, Tweedle A and Tweedle B."
"I say, don't you dare call me that!"
"Just what is a Tweedle anyway?"
"There's no hope of escape! We've got you surrounded!"
"Does it look like I'm trying to escape? See, its stuff like that that keeps you guys from getting promoted."
"Wha...?" Blinking, I shake my head slowly; the fragments of...half-formed thoughts and images becoming unclear again.
This, this situation we're in right now, happened before...? No. That's not right. What was that just now...? Why was I thinking about what they said...? I mean...what they will say? ...I mean...wait, what? What am I even going on about...?
Snapping out of my muddled daze, I glance over to the carriage when I spot a cloaked figure ducking low and maneuvering around it swiftly, obviously trying not to draw too much attention.
"Damnit, he's going to get away," mutters Yuri, noticing the mage too. He proceeds to race down the stairs, ignoring the offended statements when the wheels of the carriage move forward, scraping against the cobbled ground as it is drawn by the creature. Though he's stopped midway when the "Tweedles" stand in front of him, their weapons thrust forward and their chins upright as if they honestly believed they're really that intimidating.
"There's no hope of escape, we've got you surrounded!" the chubby-one's states boldly and a fluttering knot tightens in my stomach.
Yuri sighs in exasperation and it looks like it's taking all his willpower not to facepalm.
Trying not to pay attention to the chaotic mix of feelings, I scurry on down there, jabbing my thumb to the right. "We could hightail it that-a-way," I jab my other thumb to the left, nodding matter-of-factly. "Or that way."
The dimwitted knights look a bit lost as they regard the two openings I've pointed out, but they immediately regain the bold composure they so strongly believe they have and hold their weapons out.
"You be quiet!"
"I say, hold your tongue! And don't even think of escaping!"
Noticing the carriage disappearing in the distance, I grab the strap of my bag and glance at Yuri, getting ready to run for it. He only heaves an exasperated sigh. "Does it look like we're trying to escape? See, its stuff like this that keeps you guys from getting promoted."
I would've smile if it wasn't for the weird familiarity of the statement.
"You did not just say that!"
"I say, you take that back!"
Alright, look away Shay. Whatever you do, do not stare at the bulging pink lips. ...Annnd now I'm staring.
The two knights, once again, point their weapons at Yuri in a threatening manner. Yes, they withdrew their respective weapons momentarily only to thrust them forward again. I'm starting to wonder about these guys...
It's not like I want to have sharp objects pointed at me, but I am right here, you know.
"Enough beating around the bush I guess." Yuri thrusts his sword to the side and the sheath flies off, revealing the long silver blade of the katana. He props the sword up and catches it by the hilt.
After the fancy sword revealing act, I stare at the scabbard now lying somewhere in the distance. Yeah, who's going to go pick that up?
Yuri assumes what looks like a fighting stance and the two knights' charge in. Oh, it looks like they're going to fight. Over a total misunderstanding? The knights are jerks after all.
I back up, watching the battle break out. I'm not exactly sure what I can do to here. This Yuri seems pretty capable so I'll just hang back here a few steps away from Repede. I would race after the carriage, but I might loose it so when this is over Repede can sniff out the mage again. Tis the reason why I'm still hanging around here, I think.
"Stand back Adecor! I'll handle this in the name of the Imperial Knights!" Shorty says, readying his halberd.
I shift my gaze to Adecor, the lanky one with the funny 'stache armed with a sword and shield, when he speaks. "I say I should be the one to defend the good name of the Imperial Knights!" With that said, he takes a bold step forward, almost tripping over his long legs.
Why does this feel like...? I grimace, trying to keep focus on what's going on right now and that is the two knights leaning in on each other who look like they're about to start an idiotic quarrel.
"Peons, I say, should stand back!"
"You're the peon!"
Really? They're arguing...? These two knights are officially idiots. Yuri's standing right there, not even in his stance anymore and just watching them with his eyebrows raised.
"No, no! I say, I am your superior!"
"I appreciate the sentiment guys but let's cut the catfight and get on with it!" Yuri remarks and I snigger a bit at this. He assumes a fighting stance once again. "Okay, let's go. You ready?"
And...no. They're still happily deep in argument about who's the boss of who.
"I am your superior!"
"Nay Boccos, you are, I say, clearly my subordinate!"
Atleast I know chubby-one's name now. So he must be Tweedle B and the other one is Tweedle A! Though knowing their names is of no importance so I'll stop going on and on about it now. Looking at Yuri, I point between the two of us and nod towards the lane but he shakes his head, dismissing my plan to book it the easy way. Aww.
"I guess I gotta whack these guys a little," he explains with a half-shrug and I stay put.
Apparently, some part of me decided to stick with Yuri for the time being. I don't know how and when, but it seems like a good idea overall. He has the dog, the dog can find the mage, and then we can get that core back to the Lower Quarter! What a well-thought plan, sometimes I amaze myself...
Chewing my bottom lip, I stay on the lookout for any more knights. These two couldn't have come alone, right?
The Tweedles appear to be done with their pointless bickering and glare angrily at Yuri.
"How dare you! Hitting someone in the middle of an argument is hardly proper manners, I say!" says Adecor, aghast, and I notice the few scratches on his wonderfully polished armor.
I actually exhale and roll my eyes this time. It was amusing to watch them quarrel like little kiddies, I admit, but now it's just getting annoying. "Can you hurry them up? We have to catch up with that thief."
Yuri makes no indication for hearing me, keeping his attention on the two knights. "Didn't you hear me when I said 'you ready?' Or were you not listening?" He taunts, smirking at their reaction.
Boccos huffs and runs forward with his halberd, jabbing it at Yuri who quickly swops his fighting stance to defense. Through all this, I'm sure to keep an eye on Adecor, who seems to be readying an attack. I can tell this by the way he's wiggling his sword. Yes. He's actually wiggling it.
The lanky man holds his sword upright and yells, "I say, Sonic thrust!"
Yuri raises his katana and blocks, stepping back, "If you can use strike artes then I can too- Azure Edge!"
I have to blink three or four times when he swipes the tip of his sword's blade on the ground and a blue ray of light sweeps across the floor, colliding into the lanky knight. Before any counter-attack can be made, Yuri runs in and performs a quick uppercut and a jab with his sword.
When Yuri throws in one more Azure Edge the two knights groan from where they are, sprawled out on the ground.
"Aww, you're not giving up already are you?" the dark-haired swordsman taunts, blade casually resting on his shoulder.
Won't that like cut him or something?
"Hey, Yuri!" I motion to the chubby-one who managed to get up no matter how beat up he already looks. He levels his halberd, aiming at the dark-haired swordsman who ducks the incoming weapon, and it continues flying some ways behind him.
I race over and pick it up; hoping to keep the knight disarmed so that Yuri can finish this off quickly and we can be on our way. Even though I'm having doubts about Yuri fighting the authority, it doesn't look like reasoning with these two will work. They seem a bit too dense for that. Yuri and the lanky-knight are still at it, though through all the persistent strikes, Yuri doesn't look like he's taking anything seriously. At all.
Wait...where'd the other one go?
A blur of silver and blue zooms by my peripheral vision and I'm instantly aware of the chubby-one bobbling my way.
I know that he's practically short and that I'm waaaay taller and have a weapon, but I swear, even you would be creeped if a chubby guy drops to the ground in a ball and literally rolls your way!
"Nyaaah!" I jump out of the way when the human bowling ball speeds towards me and collides into the nearest tree trunk. I don't need to look back, because as soon as I begin running back to the mansion I hear his armor clattering rapidly against the cobble coming my way.
"Yuri, there's a chubby guy rolling after me!" I shout in panic, well aware of how ridiculous that sounds. I glance over my shoulder and sure enough he's still rolling my way. Eee! Holding the halberd horizontally in my hands, I sprint towards the swordsman as he parries a sloppy vertical slash from Adecor.
"So? You've got his weapon, use it," he says coolly, breaking the lanky knight's defense with a simple jab.
"But- I don't know how to use this thing!"
Yuri pushes Adecor back easily and is about to answer me while I panic inwardly, but I'm distracted when another voice cuts in: 'A thrusting kick to the side will do to stop his motion and send him off balance. Even you should be able to do that.'
I jump, looking around frantically. "What the...Wagh!"
Before I can properly register it, I've tumbled off to the side with a midget uncomfortably fumbling for his weapon lying somewhere above my head.
'Hm, too late.'
"Get, off!" I hiss, paying no attention to the echo-y voice that seems to be coming from nowhere. Rubbing my forehead uneasily with one hand, I smack the knight's arm weakly with the other, completely winded. "Ackgh, move it...already!"
All that weight...crushing...I can't feel my back...!
"O...OH!" He flushes brightly, as if he only realized now that he was denying me of any oxygen. Regardless, he bends forward, grabs his weapon and then stands up with his face beet red, much to my embarrassment.
"I- I really must apologize, Miss," he mutters, while I gasp for breath and multitask with other activities such as glaring and blushing in mortal shame.
Not even caring that his face goes redder, I crash the heel of my boot down onto his head, slamming the visor shut. He stumbles back and trips over his feet, his helmet resounds that ear-piercing metallic ring.
"Creeper," I mutter, sitting up and dusting my pants off in all my flustered glory.
Yuri seems to have been watching because I catch a quick thumbs up from where he is before he continues blocking attacks, with an odd looking smirk.
So he saw that right now?! Ugh, whatever. Saving internal rant about humiliation for later.
'Get the weapon before the fool comes too, you idiot!'
My shoulders tense and I freeze in action when the voice snipes at me. Okay, so I wasn't imagining it. But using logic to keep my freaking out for later, I decide to act. With a few random whacks with the halberd to the groaning Boccos, I run up behind Adecor, who brings up his shield to block another incoming blue ray.
Lifting the halberd over my head, I bring it down on the knight's helmet. The nerve-racking metallic sound stuns him temporarily and allows Yuri to send an uppercut sending him stumbling backwards.
"Still hanging around?" comments Yuri while thrusting Adecor back. I glance over the knight's shoulder as I pull back his sword arm, holding the halberd vertically to prevent him from attacking Yuri.
"As you can see, we haven't caught that thief yet," The knight twists to pull away and I tighten my grip on the weapon, hoping to keep him still for Yuri to knock him out or something. He seems to be good at that. "So you're not getting rid of me so soon."
"Hah," he only smirks, shoving Adecor's shield with a slash and causing a shrill squeak to escape the Great Imperial Knight.
Nope, that wasn't me squeaking along with him 'cause of the impact. Definitely not.
Dodging the sword waving around near my face, I bring the halberd up to let the knight's arm free, my arms straining to hold him back any longer. I force my leg forward in a strenuous kick and he topples forward in Yuri's general direction.
With a strike from Yuri causing a "Ahckgh!" another kick to the back causing a "Mwahgh!", a round of uppercuts, a whack with the halberd, a simple horizontal slash, yet another whack, and then a simple sword jab, the knight finally falls.
Boccos comes rolling from who knows where, targeting the swordsman who simply knocks him out with another blue ray. I think he called it strike artes...or something like that? Ah, doesn't matter right now.
I sigh in relief that they're finally down, even though a little part of me worries about the consequences to come for this... I'm paranoid, I know.
"Well that totally wasted time," I tuck my disheveled hair behind my ear, scanning the near area for the girl or whatever female spoke before.
"Damn right it did," Yuri agrees, letting his sword down to his sides as he looks over the two groaning knights whose feet and hands quiver. "That was...pretty good back there."
"Not really," I correct, noting his pause.
"Hah, yeah," He does a half-shrug in acceptance and props his katana up, inspecting the blade.
With a "Hmpf" I lean my weight on the halberd, rolling my shoulders back to get rid of the sore cricks that formed when my back slammed to the ground earlier. Yuri looks just fine, but from what I gather, he's probably been fighting with a sword for long enough to be called an expert. That and he has a bhodi blastia.
Even though I jumped in when the knights were already practically beat-up, my wrists still ache from the whacking. And my boots may be sturdy, but my feet hurt from kicking metal armor. I know I didn't do much, but hey, at least I helped a bit!
'I would hardly call that helping.'
"Nyaah!" I shriek, jumping back and holding the halberd out in front of me defensively. I whip my head to Yuri. "Did you just hear that?"
"...What?" he asks slowly, lowering his raised weapon and glancing around the area.
'Fool! Only you can hear me.'
I blink at the scolding tone of the voice and shake my head with a weak laugh. "Ahahah, er, guess it was nothing."
"Well, okay, it looks like we're done here," he says, passing my awkwardness off and turning away.
"Yeah," I mumble, rubbing my stuffy head and following behind him as we begin to walk away from the mansion. Maybe I should head back to the Lower Quarter. I haven't seen Emma this morning and I was supposed to be helping today, but what about that fraud? He can't just get away with this!
'Your continuous mental contradictions are nothing but pointless- just make up your mind already...'
I actually don't scream or jump this time, instead I breathe in sharply when the echo-y voice talks again. No really, where is this person talking from? During the fight she—
'We'll talk later. Right now it seems you have company...'
I'm stopped from answering or wondering whether I'm right in the head or not when the sound of metallic footsteps draws near. Yuri exhales in a sigh, groaning lowly, though still stands casually as if having five sharp blades pointed at him is a norm.
"Looks like we won't be catching up with that carriage anytime soon," he mentions neutrally.
"...No kidding, huh?" I glance nervously at the five burly knights advancing with their alarmingly sharp swords drawn, this time making sure to form a half-circle in front of us, their shoulders touching to block any points we could break away through with.
"How typical of the Schwann brigade! They can't even manage to capture a single lowlife."
I whip my head in the direction of the incredibly haughty voice coming from behind. Okay I know -even if my hearing has been muddled up lately- that this cannot be the man who spoke.
An androgynous person with powder blue hair approaches. He's wearing clothes with a pink colour scheme matching the tunics of these knights, giving me the idea that he's their leader. That and he seems to carry an air of dignity about him and-wait...is that lipstick?
Adecor and Boccos twitch from where they lay and leap up almost immediately in a salute. I jump a little, because last I checked, they were both out cold.
"C-Captain Cumore! I say, our humblest apologies for this unsightly display!"
"Cue...more?" Bemused by his weird name, I turn to look at this 'Captain'.
He only turns to his side, not even sparing the Tweedles, who are currently shaking in their metal boots, a single glance. I almost feel sorry for them, but when Boccos glances my way, his shiny cheeks reddening, I muster up a glare and hope they get demoted.
"I'm afraid the Imperial Knights have no use for you lowborn scum," he states, gesturing to the two fumbling fools and I almost smirk, but then I remember that his subordinates have their weapons pointed on us. And so the smirk becomes a frown.
"Muhh...uhh, p-please don't let Sir Schwann know about this. Sir." Boccos says in as jumpy a tone his bass voice can manage.
Yuri waves his sword towards the two knights with a nod my way. "I can't believe our taxes go to paying these guys," he goes nonchalantly.
I reply with a nod, regardless of the fact that I don't pay taxes seeing that I'm not a citizen. "Not only are they idiots, but their superior over there wears makeup."
From the corner of my eyes I see the corners of Yuri's lips twitch into a small smile. For some reason I feel like I've just accomplished something. Oh and Adecor and Boccos are glaring my way.
They throw nervous glances at this Cumore person who only raises a well-plucked eyebrow at me. "Oh? Another lowlife? Hm, this wretch should hardly be any challenge at all," he says dully, doing this weird wave of his hand as he speaks.
Adecor and Boccos stand up straighter, both speaking in unison to defend themselves.
"I say, the young lass may appear fragile but she is in cahoots with Lowell and his crimes, Sir!"
"Do not be swayed by her feeble looks, Sir!"
"Young lass...?" Ignoring everything else said, and his unusual choice of words, I raise my brows at Adecor and then scan myself quickly, reluctantly acknowledging that I am indeed...lacking in a few areas. However, I snap my head up with an offended "I'm eighteen!"
"Really?" Yuri goes, and despite the circumstances, he looks fairly amused. I scowl, wrapping my arms around my chest that is currently being subjected by calculating stares.
Geez, I'm not even that short. What's wrong with these people.
Bocoss tears his gaze away from me and says, "...Either way, she is involved with Lowell's breaking and entry!"
Having heard enough or their drivel, the blue haired Captain snips uncaringly, "That's quite enough, I don't need to be told be the likes of you scum. You are only wasting my time."
The Tweedles wince at this, insulted, but I pay no attention and tighten my grip on the halberd, ready for action if we decide to go physical for our escape. Though I doubt my feet can handle anymore armor kicking.
From the corner of my eyes, I catch a glance of Repede suddenly standing at the gates.
... I actually forgot about him all this time.
Metal clanks noisily when a sword hits the ground and I snap my head to my right, staring at its former wielder with an incredulous expression. "Yuri!" I hiss under my breath, shuffling on my feet and keeping a stubborn hold of the halberd.
He basically just turned us both in seeing that I won't be able to escape by myself with all these knights here!
Glancing around for any get away at all, I see that there is none. The stairs to the mansion are a few feet behind us and with the five knights in front of us we're practically cornered.
Oh why couldn't this lot be as dumb as the other two!
Yuri shoots me a regretful look deciphered as "you wanted to come" and I throw the halberd down grudgingly with an incoherent grumble.
With this done, Repede darts out the entrance with the sack in his mouth and Cumore watches him go with one hand smugly placed on his curvaceous hips.
"I say, that tops it all! Abandoned by his faithful pooch!" Adecor mocks, letting out a good hearty laugh once the oversized dog is out of sight.
Pooch? This guy has some weird vocabulary, but I can't bring myself to comment on that one, feeling anxious about what's going to happen now.
"Gah hah hah hah!" Boccos laughs volubly, holding his quivering stomach and squinting his already narrowed eyes.
"Well, well. It seems you've had yourselves a busy day." The Captain turns around, glancing over the mansion. "I am rather busy myself but I suppose I can afford to play with you for a while," he drones airily, narrowing his eyes in a hardened yet triumphant look at Yuri.
Yuri's brow furrows in frustration. "It's rats like you who make Flynn's job so difficult," he seethes, clenching his fists. It looks like it's taking all his self-control not to lash out at the pompous Captain.
If I could, I would point and laugh at the blue-haired Captain's affronted expression, but I can't. So instead, I settle with a mocking smirk directed at the lady-guy.
"A little suffering is just what that upstart lieutenant needs," Cumore says with scorn, turning around fully with a glare. I don't know why, but I suddenly feel intimidated when his eyes move over me, still smirking away. "As do all the other vermin from the slums."
"Let her go," Yuri says glancing at me and I bite my bottom lip anxiously, wondering just how this would play out. "She followed me here."
Cumore quirks an eyebrow and regards me. I purse my lips, hopefully, but not desperately. When he makes a face of disgust, I feel my all my hopes crash down, especially with what he says next. "Hmph. This wretch has yet to learn her place."
"Gentlemen!" With an idle gesture of his hand the knights under his command step forward all at once and I fear my spine has run away because if I wasn't before, I'm doubly anxious now.
Yuri mutters a swear ending with the word "bastard" but it seems to go unheard by the arrogant superior. I notice his lackeys have sheathed their swords and some are crunching their fists.
A sly grin stretches beneath one of the visors of the two nearing me (their visors are raised, if I haven't mentioned) and I realize that their hands are fully covered by metal gauntlets. "Oh-oh crap..." I murmur.
They wouldn't really...would they? This is going to hurt... Painfully.
"When you've finished throw him in the prison as usual, as well as this mouthy wench. Ten days or so ought to teach them a lesson," the blue haired Captain instructs with a tedious hand motion matching his rather tedious expression.
"You can't arrest us without even knowing what the hell we were doing here you make-up wearing asshole!" I yell in defiance, aware that it's entirely in vain.
"I'd advise you to watch your filthy little mouth, wretch. Any more outbursts I'll see to it that your days in the dungeons are extended for your insolence."
I glare furiously, unable to come up with an appropriate comeback when he takes a step back and crosses his arms with a self-satisfied nod. He watches, amused, as three knights close in on Yuri.
The dark-haired young man makes no real effort of defense at all. With an irritated expression, he takes the beats willingly, wincing in pain as soon as they start kicking him.
"Hey! Hey cut that out!" I stare in bewilderment at what the oh-so-noble knights are doing. "You can't do this- Stop it!"
A copious amount of profanities escapes Yuri's mouth when a fist collides into his stomach, and he doubles over with a grunt, keeping his head bowed. I think I hear Cumore chuckle from where he is standing, but before I can attempt to do anything, I remember the two knights left to me.
I plan to scurry back up to the stairs but because I'm that unlucky, I loose footing on the first step.
The jolts of pain travelling up my spine aren't even bothering me in comparison to what's about to come, and I draw my knees up, glaring wearily at the two knights when their shadows fall over me. They wouldn't really do the same to me, would they? They can't! It's just not right...! They wouldn't, right?
Yuri gives a rueful look of apology from where he is and I squirm uneasily, ducking my head between my knees.
'You'll get over this...'
"Damn it," I mutter, shutting my eyes tightly.
I have NEVER hated the knights more in my entire life, I'm sure.
~ x x x ~
'For the last time...wake up now!'
"Mnnngh...?"
'Wake up!'
I bolt upright, regardless of the thousands of pins and needles stinging all over me. When my blurry eyesight adjusts, I realize that I'm in a prison cell or sorts- the castle dungeons.
I don't know if it's the slab of stone meant as a bed, the musty dank air, the badly lit hallway or the bars which gives me the impression. Or it could be that there's a knight who seems to be conversing with another prisoner in the opposite cell a ways to the left of the one in front of me.
I am most definitely in the dungeons. But where is...? I look at the cell opposite the one I'm in. Now that I've got my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I notice Yuri lying face down on the slab-bed.
Is he- was he unconscious too? Not wanting to attract the knight's attention I remain quiet and don't bother calling out to him. I still can't wrap my wind around what happened... The knights certainly weren't going easy on him, not like I'm saying they were going easy on me but...
All those bastard knights did was shove me back and forth and throw hits here and there but it hurt so much. The disheveled thick bangs of mine are now back in its mess place. There is no doubt that I have bruises on my legs too, thanks to metal boots. I didn't even think that they'd go that far, seeing that I'm a girl and all...but they were prompted to the moment I insulted their superior and his mom. Adecor and Boccos looked taken aback, as far as I could tell, but they feared the Captain too much to say anything and were dismissed not too long after.
Urgh. My whole body is basically throbbing, my neck and shoulders feel stiff and so does my jaw-which was held in a death grip to stop me from cussing up a storm.
All this and only two knights were with me. I glance over at Yuri's motionless form, biting my bottom lip anxiously.
Propping myself against the wall, I hiss at how sensitive my skin feels when my back touches the stone. It feels like the uneven bits of brick are scraping my skin right through the blouse. It hurts when I move, so I try to sit still, even if I feel uncomfortable and sore all over. It had taken all I could not to sob, but I did eventually, and Cumore vexed on about how much of a "pathetic vermin" I was. But I was in pain, damnit, and even more pain when I felt a sharp jab to the back of my neck. After that, everything went black.
I don't think I was ever treated like this in my life... Then again, what do I know about my life anyway?
Why hello there depressive brooding. You come to replace my unfeminine cussing and disturbingly murderous temper which left some knights flinching at the horrific things that I've yelled?
When my thoughts settle, I remember that the cold and pain isn't the reason why I'm awake.
It was that voice again! But how? I mean, I'm in a cell and there's obviously no one else here with me. A quick glance around confirms that I'm alone in the shadowed compartment.
Okay. So... How will I talk to it, whoever or whatever it is, without attracting attention from the blabbering knight?
I swallow with difficulty, my throat dry. I rest my head against the wall, closing my eyes so it looks like I'm asleep. Hoping that what I'm about to do will work and that I'm not crazy, I take in a small steady breath.
'People, person, whoever you are, are you there?' I think, wincing at how my head hurts and how incredibly idiotic my thoughts are getting. 'In my head or...wherever?'
I hear nothing. No voice. No reply.
Great, I'm officially insane... First I get confusingly realistic déjà vu and then I hear some random voice AND try to talk to it. I might as well declare it to the world that I'm an insane homicidal amnesiac.
'You're not insane. And even if you were, there's no way your substandard mind can think me up!'
Okay, now I'm afraid.
A/N: If there are any mistakes please excuse them or point them out to me. The last half probably seemed gloomier since, well, a certain someone was included in the beating scene. *coughShaycough* I can explain. I think Cumore's that much of an unfeeling bastard. If he could send kids in the desert with impossible tasks then why would he take pity on Shay and let her go?
Much credit goes to kenegi for contributing to the déjà vu idea. Here's a gift just for you, a balloon signed by your favorite ToV character! x3
Next time: Insanity and the Colour Pink.
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