Post by Deleted on Feb 11, 2018 8:16:22 GMT -5
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How very noble… the exact damn words triggered a memory within her. The words spoken by two different people. Each from a different timeline from her past. The first the man whom she called her father, the second was her company leader right after he plucked her off from that raid. Kicking and screaming literally as he hauled her off to his company house. She still remembered that day, she recalled. Remembering both her reactions as well as the large amount of annoyance she felt for Ryan that day. Still she couldn’t fault the man, for all his faults he does have a good heart. Which… was a shock considering he also took his oath with the abyss. A fellow dark knight showing more emotions than she can capable off. And now…
Dieter reminded her too closely of the man. The hell was happening?! Irony loved messing with her. If the humour hasn’t failed to reach her Ivonne might have found it funny, even laugh at the sheer irony how two males were showing far too much emotion than she was. Oh well, whats next? A fellow female knight showing up? She quipped into her thoughts, the sarcasm lacing it wasn’t lost to her. She just refrained from voicing it out to the man infront of her.
“How noble…” She remarked dryly after she finished the apple bit. A tiny snack that helped somewhat quell the acid lingering on her stomach after she withheld from dry heaving her entire stomach out. In a sense, it could have gone a hell lot worse; it could have sent her straight into the aetherial realm again. She shivered at the thought, pushing it back so she didn’t have to think about it until he started speaking.
She was slightly relieved by his interruption. Anything to keep her thoughts from straying to unpleasant subjects she has yet to fully blocked out. Despite her impressive control on how much she could block there was certain memories that refused to be blocked. That often times managed to slip through her tight fisted control. “I think I can manage…” Now slightly wishing she actually brought a pen and paper. She was…going to have to talk more wasn’t she? She hesitated playing the old game of charades with the man. Wait… hesitated!? Alright… now she was willing to admit that warp sickness he so called affected her a bit too much for comfort. Shaking off the thought, she tested to see if she could at least stand up straight, slowly she hesitantly moved back to her feet. Her head grew light headed for a moment before she snapped it back into focus. So far so good, she hasn’t fell flat on her face yet. Well…she clearly does know how to abuse her own body.
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to be free; completely unrestrained.
How very noble… the exact damn words triggered a memory within her. The words spoken by two different people. Each from a different timeline from her past. The first the man whom she called her father, the second was her company leader right after he plucked her off from that raid. Kicking and screaming literally as he hauled her off to his company house. She still remembered that day, she recalled. Remembering both her reactions as well as the large amount of annoyance she felt for Ryan that day. Still she couldn’t fault the man, for all his faults he does have a good heart. Which… was a shock considering he also took his oath with the abyss. A fellow dark knight showing more emotions than she can capable off. And now…
Dieter reminded her too closely of the man. The hell was happening?! Irony loved messing with her. If the humour hasn’t failed to reach her Ivonne might have found it funny, even laugh at the sheer irony how two males were showing far too much emotion than she was. Oh well, whats next? A fellow female knight showing up? She quipped into her thoughts, the sarcasm lacing it wasn’t lost to her. She just refrained from voicing it out to the man infront of her.
“How noble…” She remarked dryly after she finished the apple bit. A tiny snack that helped somewhat quell the acid lingering on her stomach after she withheld from dry heaving her entire stomach out. In a sense, it could have gone a hell lot worse; it could have sent her straight into the aetherial realm again. She shivered at the thought, pushing it back so she didn’t have to think about it until he started speaking.
She was slightly relieved by his interruption. Anything to keep her thoughts from straying to unpleasant subjects she has yet to fully blocked out. Despite her impressive control on how much she could block there was certain memories that refused to be blocked. That often times managed to slip through her tight fisted control. “I think I can manage…” Now slightly wishing she actually brought a pen and paper. She was…going to have to talk more wasn’t she? She hesitated playing the old game of charades with the man. Wait… hesitated!? Alright… now she was willing to admit that warp sickness he so called affected her a bit too much for comfort. Shaking off the thought, she tested to see if she could at least stand up straight, slowly she hesitantly moved back to her feet. Her head grew light headed for a moment before she snapped it back into focus. So far so good, she hasn’t fell flat on her face yet. Well…she clearly does know how to abuse her own body.
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