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Post by raphael on Dec 18, 2005 2:32:54 GMT -5
Mazarus sighed.
"I know, but I am not my father. It is just, difficult. My mother had been so against Apocolypse, but as soon as Ari...Amelia was captured, mom just up and switched sides. It nearly killed Raphael when he found out." Mazarus sighed again.
"I don't know."
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Post by Health on Dec 18, 2005 13:26:22 GMT -5
"I'm not sure, I've always wanted to let the slaves go, maybe after the city is finished they can leave the prison's and actually live in the city in peace," Amelia said leaning against the railing and looking at the city, "It's silly, I know, my father would never allow giving up that power."
"Yes, Ih think Iris has some sorts plan up her sleeve, she was always against Apocalypse before he kidnaped Amelia, maybe she'd been plannin somethin for years," Eliza said wishing she still had her healing factor to heal her wounds.
Iada sighed and looked away from her friends. Both of them had lost their mothers. Her mother was hidden somehwre in the prison's so even Iada couldn't find her. And Iada constantly felt the weight on her shoulders of being the heir to her mother's throne, and that she should come up with some plan to defeat Apocalypse. But she didn't want to burden her friends with her thoughts so she kept her mouth shut.
"Every great leader has fallen over time, so will Apocalypse," she said looking out over the horizon.
Iris's eyes snapped awake as she forced herself awake from her dream, the taste of pancakes on her tongue. She stood up shaking her head and quickly transformed into her armor. She needed something to calm her nerves, and just like the old days she reached for the only thing that could. Iris opened a door and found herself in the small garden of the palace. This is where she had hidden her harp, covered with spells so Apocalypse could hear it, but everyone else could.
Iris sat down and quickly tuned her instrument and began playing, people nearby could hear her, and because of the flatness of the landscape people outside the city could hear also.
"What's that noise?" Amelia asked looking away from the city and to the garden.
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Post by raphael on Dec 19, 2005 16:11:41 GMT -5
"I am beginning to wonder about that Iada. I am not so sure we should tell Raphael about seeing Iris either, he might do something tactically disadvantageous."
Mazarus was still dragging behind the group, he didn't want to dwell on the events that had past, but he really didn't know how to deal with them.
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Post by Christian on Dec 19, 2005 16:16:30 GMT -5
Christian listened harder, "Can't rightly say."
He looked around, trying to syphon out the noise, "Sounds like it's coming from the gardens."
He glanced around. Nobody else nearby. "Wanna go find out? C'mon!"
He stood in front of her. It was one thing to be out this late with the offspring of a ruling tyrant. It was another thing completly to let her fall into harms way.
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Post by Health on Dec 19, 2005 16:22:20 GMT -5
"Do dog like bones, let's go!" Amelia laughed following Christian into the garden maze. But as they drew towards the middle, she frowned, "I've heard this song before."
"Can't argue with you there, so keep out yaps zipped tight," Iada said.
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Post by Christian on Dec 19, 2005 16:33:49 GMT -5
Christian looked at her quizically, "Where?"
As if he would know. Apocalypse's slavers and Generals never did get out much anyway.
As they made their way through the garden, Christian saw a figure. The music was coming from the harp she played.
"Is that Iris?"
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Post by Health on Dec 19, 2005 16:36:51 GMT -5
"It is," Amelia said peeking out from the bushes and blinked. She watched as Iris hit the strings with grace and elegance. For the first moment in all of Amelia's life she noticed, how well, mortal Iris looked. Beautiful in fact, but then Amelia shook her head, strangely familier the song Iris was playing. Like something of her childhood.
"She's beautiful, you know? Without the armor and her hair down, she's lovely," Amelia finally said.
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Post by Christian on Dec 19, 2005 16:39:27 GMT -5
Christian fancied a look as well, "Yea, she looks normal. Most of the Generals aren't kept in the cleanest facilities, but she does look..."
He stopped, and looked at Amelia. There was a resemblence, but he quelled the thought, hiding it.
He kept looking at Amelia as he spoke, "beautiful..."
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Post by Health on Dec 19, 2005 16:42:54 GMT -5
"What?" Amelia asked softly looking at Christian and blushing, shy at the way he was looking at her. There was something about the warm night, the music, and just being with someone else that was throwing Amelia off.
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Post by Christian on Dec 19, 2005 16:47:16 GMT -5
He turned back towards Iris, "Nothing, mi'lady. It isn't my place."
His head went hurtling in every direction. Stop it Ravage! Your a General for Apocalypse! This will NOT do! You're only here becuase Amelia requested so. Don't start in on a crush with the bosses daughter.
"Would you like to talk with her? Or stay here and listen, my lord."
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Post by xt on Dec 19, 2005 16:51:27 GMT -5
X-T looked at the three kids walking up the hill and raised an eyebrow.
"Ya know them?" She said raising her chin.
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Post by Health on Dec 19, 2005 16:51:40 GMT -5
"Please don't go mi'lord on me, it make me feel, well less then human, like I'm some sort of goddess that people should bow down to," Amelia said placing her small hand on Christian's shoulder and turning him to face her.
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Post by Christian on Dec 19, 2005 16:55:04 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, mi'lad---"
Her hand grabbed his shoulder, and he looked at her, wide-eyed, and nearly scared.
"What... what should I...call you then," he stammered, shakily. His face could be likened to a deer caught in headlights.
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Post by Health on Dec 19, 2005 16:56:31 GMT -5
"We'll start with Amelia, and then maybe we'll move to friend," Amelia said before sighing, "And don't be afraid of me! I'm not my father, I don't like to go around torturing people who can't even use their powers!"
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Post by Christian on Dec 19, 2005 17:00:41 GMT -5
"Okay," he mustered, "Amelia it is."
He turned to Iris, and than back to his 'dinner-date'. THere was much he wanted to do, to tell her, but he knew his limits as a member of Apocalypses army. But it didn't stop him from leaning in to kiss her.
He stopped, "You must think I'm no better. After all, my job now is to... 'handle' the workers. They cannot use their powers either."
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Post by Health on Dec 19, 2005 17:03:23 GMT -5
Amelia found herself breathless as Christian leaned forward and kissed her, "No because, to survive many people had to side with my father. But I see you do have kindness inside of you, even if you do have to hide it."
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Post by raphael on Dec 19, 2005 17:08:14 GMT -5
"yeah" Raphael said blandly, "one of them is mine." He looked on as well. The kids weren't trying very hard to cover their approach, not that they really had to worry, but it would have been prudent had Raphael been with them.
"I just don't know how to handle that, it was like she was trapped." Mazarus mumbled to himself as they neared to Raphael and who ever he was with.
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Post by Christian on Dec 19, 2005 17:10:03 GMT -5
Christian grimaced, "I'll be honest, and I hope this won't be repeated to anyone. But I do hide my feelings. I hide them deep. But I didn't join with your father to survive. I did it because he gave me a purpose. Before him, I had nothing. No one would take me, and I couldn't have gone back to Xavier's school. No one there would trust me again. And to be honest, I regret coming here sometimes."
He stared at the ground, listless, "I'm not, at heart, the most loyal soldier anymore..."
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Post by xt on Dec 19, 2005 17:33:34 GMT -5
X-T raised an eyebrow at Pravus and smirked.
"I see," X-T said looking back down at the kids, "Should have guessed. Almost looks jus' like you,"
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Post by Midnight on Dec 20, 2005 2:19:46 GMT -5
"Hi Raphael... Who're you?" Jasmine directed the question at the woman. Seeing a look on Raphael's face, she squirmed slightly. "Sorry... we weren't really thinking about cover."
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