A Warm Feeling ch4 *Also this story is deticated to NiGHTDragon*
Wizeman stared at NiGHTS coldly. All six of those purple eyes looked vaguely disappointed, and angry. NiGHTS knew he was trembling a little, though he had no idea why. He wasn't that afraid of Wizeman. Actually, he wasn't afraid of him at all. Wizeman just thought differently. He wanted to be cold and keep that icy heart. He wanted hope to die. Dreams were hope, and he made Dreamers leave Nightopia by taking away their Ideya.
NiGHTS kept his eyes away from contact with Wizeman. He could feel the cold stare as though it were stabbing at him like a litte dagger. He looked hopelessly at the floor.
"I'm supposing you have nothing to say in your own defense, NiGHTS," Wizeman said coldly. "If that's how it is, I can just throw you straight into the Ideya Palace, like the other times. Also...you never listen. If this all continues, I can fully consider you a threat to my whole operation, and by all means, you can be erased as easily as you were created." NiGHTS' eyes looked up to Wizeman's. "You claim to have no care for feelings," he ventured. "But you give me a chance? Why don't you give THEM a chance? Dreamers keep this world alive. Why do you want that gone? Why will you give me a chance to hurt that? If that's what you're doing, just throw me into the Ideya Palaces. Punishment won't change the way I think."
Reala floated just behind him, his icy blue eyes holding a slight taunt. It looked as though he had a witty remark to voice, but was too frightened in the presence of Wizeman to say it aloud. Wizeman looked at him. "Reala, you are dismissed." Reala took another silent, mocking glace at NiGHTS, then floated out of the nightmare. NiGHTS' eyes remained on the darkness that was a floor.
Wizeman seemed much smaller to NiGHTS than he normally did. Maybe it was due to the fact that NiGHTS was begining to think him a bit petty. "Well," NiGHTS began bravely. "There's nothing for me to do here. I might as well go serve out my punishment."
"No," Wizeman said firmly. "I no longer trust you. You don't listen to me, and you tried to run away. You're setting an example to the third and fourth class Nightmaren, you know. You used to be the best. It seems I'll have to trust Reala in bringing you to the palaces."
Reala this, Reala that. That was becoming all of what NiGHTS ever heard now. 'NiGHTS you were so great! But now try to be more like stupid REALA!!!!!'
NiGHTS sighed. Using telepathy, Wizeman would call Reala back and make him feel worse about himself as he was dragged to the stupid Ideya Palaces again. Reala came quick as a shot. He was one loyal little sucker, and he would do anything to get a better rank than NiGHTS. Well, now that NiGHTS was being strange; running away, not heeding orders; Reala could very well be Wizeman's favored 'maren.
"Escort NiGHTS here back to Ideya Palaces immediatly," Wizeman instructed. "Don't let anything go wrong. I'm thinking him more a threat to what I'm doing."
Reala nodded. "Yessir. I'll get him there. We'll be good company for each other..." He grinned sickeningly.
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Fifteen minutes later, Reala and NiGHTS were flying silently toward Ideya Palaces. Reala's porcelain face stayed straight. Not even his stupid painted grin came into play. NiGHTS found this unusual.
"So, what's the matter with you today?" NiGHTS asked. "Can't think of anything to tease me with?"
"That isn't it, you idiot," Reala snarled. "Your pitiful 'feelings' as you call them, got you into so much trouble, I'd almost shudder to think you could recieve worse punishment...for doing worse things."
NiGHTS still didn't quite understand this, but it didn't matter. H'ed have to tolerate Reala's 'company' until he got to his punishment. It was odd how Wizeman didn't take stronger action right now; he hadn't forced NiGHTS there himself. He could easily get away from Reala. He just didn't. Maybe it was to prove he knew the consequences of his actions, but didn't care .It made him look bold, and he rather liked it, so he didn't make a move to get away from Reala.
Ideya Palaces seemed kind of inviting. He'd be able to prove he could take the punishment without care. He was gonna prove his icy heart had melted. The ruby on his chest warmed slightly at the though, but he took no heed to it. He had other things to think about.
Wizeman stared at NiGHTS coldly. All six of those purple eyes looked vaguely disappointed, and angry. NiGHTS knew he was trembling a little, though he had no idea why. He wasn't that afraid of Wizeman. Actually, he wasn't afraid of him at all. Wizeman just thought differently. He wanted to be cold and keep that icy heart. He wanted hope to die. Dreams were hope, and he made Dreamers leave Nightopia by taking away their Ideya.
NiGHTS kept his eyes away from contact with Wizeman. He could feel the cold stare as though it were stabbing at him like a litte dagger. He looked hopelessly at the floor.
"I'm supposing you have nothing to say in your own defense, NiGHTS," Wizeman said coldly. "If that's how it is, I can just throw you straight into the Ideya Palace, like the other times. Also...you never listen. If this all continues, I can fully consider you a threat to my whole operation, and by all means, you can be erased as easily as you were created." NiGHTS' eyes looked up to Wizeman's. "You claim to have no care for feelings," he ventured. "But you give me a chance? Why don't you give THEM a chance? Dreamers keep this world alive. Why do you want that gone? Why will you give me a chance to hurt that? If that's what you're doing, just throw me into the Ideya Palaces. Punishment won't change the way I think."
Reala floated just behind him, his icy blue eyes holding a slight taunt. It looked as though he had a witty remark to voice, but was too frightened in the presence of Wizeman to say it aloud. Wizeman looked at him. "Reala, you are dismissed." Reala took another silent, mocking glace at NiGHTS, then floated out of the nightmare. NiGHTS' eyes remained on the darkness that was a floor.
Wizeman seemed much smaller to NiGHTS than he normally did. Maybe it was due to the fact that NiGHTS was begining to think him a bit petty. "Well," NiGHTS began bravely. "There's nothing for me to do here. I might as well go serve out my punishment."
"No," Wizeman said firmly. "I no longer trust you. You don't listen to me, and you tried to run away. You're setting an example to the third and fourth class Nightmaren, you know. You used to be the best. It seems I'll have to trust Reala in bringing you to the palaces."
Reala this, Reala that. That was becoming all of what NiGHTS ever heard now. 'NiGHTS you were so great! But now try to be more like stupid REALA!!!!!'
NiGHTS sighed. Using telepathy, Wizeman would call Reala back and make him feel worse about himself as he was dragged to the stupid Ideya Palaces again. Reala came quick as a shot. He was one loyal little sucker, and he would do anything to get a better rank than NiGHTS. Well, now that NiGHTS was being strange; running away, not heeding orders; Reala could very well be Wizeman's favored 'maren.
"Escort NiGHTS here back to Ideya Palaces immediatly," Wizeman instructed. "Don't let anything go wrong. I'm thinking him more a threat to what I'm doing."
Reala nodded. "Yessir. I'll get him there. We'll be good company for each other..." He grinned sickeningly.
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Fifteen minutes later, Reala and NiGHTS were flying silently toward Ideya Palaces. Reala's porcelain face stayed straight. Not even his stupid painted grin came into play. NiGHTS found this unusual.
"So, what's the matter with you today?" NiGHTS asked. "Can't think of anything to tease me with?"
"That isn't it, you idiot," Reala snarled. "Your pitiful 'feelings' as you call them, got you into so much trouble, I'd almost shudder to think you could recieve worse punishment...for doing worse things."
NiGHTS still didn't quite understand this, but it didn't matter. H'ed have to tolerate Reala's 'company' until he got to his punishment. It was odd how Wizeman didn't take stronger action right now; he hadn't forced NiGHTS there himself. He could easily get away from Reala. He just didn't. Maybe it was to prove he knew the consequences of his actions, but didn't care .It made him look bold, and he rather liked it, so he didn't make a move to get away from Reala.
Ideya Palaces seemed kind of inviting. He'd be able to prove he could take the punishment without care. He was gonna prove his icy heart had melted. The ruby on his chest warmed slightly at the though, but he took no heed to it. He had other things to think about.