Re: ((Follow the Braid everyone)) The Arival pt 2

[Guest]

*ROAR* That was it, she had heard enough arguing. "Dre. Number one a Demi-God is not a weaker God, it is the offspring of a God and a Mortal ... or in your case a vampire. Like Hercules. Number two, I do know that you would never harm me, that is a non-issue. But be aware, I am not truly a member of your family, and I am not as stubborn and pig headed as your mother, I do not require being yelled at."

Her voice now calmer as she grabbed her ribs. "That being said, if you two truly want to help? I have been her personal healer for a long time now. So listen to me, alright? Kahn, if they give me any more crap, you get them. Ok?"

[Kahn Jordianthan]

*He couldn't help but smirk as Dre called himself Kahn's right hand beastie. He had lost count of how many scraps the two had gotten in together. side by side, wiping the floor the majority of the time..or hell even their sparring matches. The images Dre showing him cut that short, a frown forming on his face and those gray eyes drifting to midnight black as he almost growls under his breath, his sentiment echoing his wife's. Those responsible would pay dearly..by all three of them together once all had been repaired. His head slowly turns toward the shouting and he stares, eyes narrowing just a bit and he holds his hand up*

"Enough.. now is not the time. You may have been her personal healer Tash..but you are in no condition to do so.. I may be able to help stablize your bones and bruises, but your form? I don't know. You need your rest to make sure you are able to function. I don't need you collapsing due a rib puncturing your lung or something. So all of you...for lack of a better term.... chill out"

*Nice pun seeing not only he was the god of death who could heal in two ways. paradox much? And that he had made a pun with him being god of ice*

"As for helping Venis.. I had an idea. My darkness.. Dre your blood and m'lady Epiphany.. your light.. From what I can sense you have had experiece in the mystical healing arts? am I correct?"

[Epiphany]

Mystical healing arts? That phrase caused her to give Kahn an odd look. It sounded as if she knew magic and therefore had it in her to weave a type of magic spell or some other thing of that nature. That is how she had to classify it before, simply because it was the only thing that could be understood. Even if that wasn't truly what it was.

It wasn't important. "I can heal. What is it you intend to do?" The last time she had worked with someone of the opposite nature to save someone, she had been young, and it took a major toll on her body.

That was then. Now could be different.

[Guest]

"Kahn, with all due respect. It cannot be Dre. Look at her flames, dont they look wrong to you? He's Fire Drake yes, but the wrong things could backfire on him. You are right though about Lady Epiphany. If we could ballance her blood with that of one dark ... " She opened the wooden box that had been set beside her on the bed. "And mix it in this."

She produced the golden challace that Venis and Gawain had used to ressurect a member of the Society many years before. "She never cleaned it. It has the residue of her blood mixed with Gawain's blood. If lady Epiphany is willing to use the dagger to draw her own blood into the challace, and we mix it as close as possable to half and half with a dark ones blood. Dre can pour the blood into her mouth. He should be safe with only touching her, he touched her to bring her in here. I dont know what is wrong with her flames, they just smell funny to me. Something's not right, but I think that once the scars are gone, she'll be alright. I think it's because the scars were made with pure holy water."

She drew a carefull breath. "Kahn, if this doesn't work ... if you get that diamond in your hand ... You cannot let her go to Val Halla. Not now, not like this, not after everything she went through to get back here, to get me back here." A tear fell from Tasha's eye.

"But if it does work, and she starts to drink on her own ... If the flames do not start to extinguish themselves, Kahn you will be the best chance she has, you're the God of Ice, they would extinguish with your touch. But don't try to put them out unless she is drinking on her own. Something tells me that they are keeping her soul here."

She rubbed her ribs as she handed the challace to Dre and the Dagger to Epiphany. "We need the other half ... and as for my ribs and muscles ... Kahn, I give you permission to mend them after we get her awake. She is the priority at the moment. But I will behave, I will sit here and not get in the way, I promise. Gawain can help me finish shifting later. He's helped me before."

She looked to Venis and another tear fell. "Go not to Val Halla this day my dear friend." She looked back up at everyone and nodded. "She is in your hands now ... even as her healer, I can do nothing for her this time." She whiped away some more tears.

She whispered. "Kahn, you know she didn't want you to see her all scared up like this. She wanted you to always see her as your perfect wife, flawless and lovely." She did everything she could to chase away the pain she was in both physicaly and emotionaly, more pain in the room was counter-productive.

[Beastie]

As Tasha started getting on to him, and the Kahn as well. he shrunk inside himself. His scaley head bowed and he continued to jsut look at the floor, studying the cracks. his whole body langueage changed to the point where the Dancer he was was gone and he was a simple workhorse now.


He stood there and waited for orders patiently. Even mumbling assents here and there.

[Epiphany]

Looking at the dagger once again she reached for it cautiously. It was just a dagger right? A glance towards Dre as she saw his whole mood change and it made her frown just a little. No one liked being bossed around and simply given orders. She wouldn't nudge the Dracon - for one he was a lot bigger than she was at only 5'2 feet, and a small thing at that - but she changed her frown into a bit of a smile.

"Hey, sorry about before earlier. There's too much this," Epiphany made a sweeping motion with her hand, the one without the dagger, "about and it's been pulling at me." Though that probably didn't explain much, it was as much as an explanation she could think of at the moment.

"Tasha?" Turning the dagger over in her hands, examining it slightly, though she knew next to nothing about bladed weapons. "This isn't a special type of dagger is it? A sacrificial dagger or something used for dark arts is it?" One thing she could tell about the dagger, was that it had been used for blood before.

[Guest]

She looked at Epiphany and smiled. "No, huh uh, it' just a plain old blade that was dipped in a liquid that Venis made from mine and Gawain's blood, well an enzime found in our blood that helps us heal faster. She's been working with the enzime to make pastes and stuff to help in non-magical healings. I have no magic, so I heal the old fashioned way."

She then looked to Dre. Seeing him like kind of scared her. She made her way off the bed even though she promised to behave. She made her way over to Dre carefully. And once she got to him, in a very fradgile and childlike mannor she threw her arms around his waist and hugged him as tight as she could.

[Epiphany]

So, it was tainted. At least it had something on it. Epiphany continued to look at the dagger then held it down from her.

"If it's all the same to you, may I have a plain blade? Or perhaps someone could cut my hand, wrist, with their claws?" Referring to those nails she saw on Dre. "I know that it's meant for good, the liquid it was dipped in, but I...just can't take it at the moment."

That probably didn't make a lot of sense to people, but Epiphany was never big on saying, or explaining, things unless asked. Habit from childhood.

[Beastie]

He did not even looked up as epiphany was speaking, he just gave a slow nod and stared at the floor. He whispered softly and meekly in Drow a statemenet beaten into him. "Nindol jaluk zhah taudl Jabbress. Usstan orn ja'hai ussta beating 'zil dos deem inbal said p'los whol ussta moraden. Lloth phlithe yibin jalukul vel'uss xun naut vok ulu l' alur jalilen."


He fliched as Tasha touched him and seemed to scream mentally, as if he was expecting a whip to hit him. He stood there like a useless lump of hay.

[Guest]

Tasha heard his words and gasped. She looked up at him with her arms still around him. "Excuse me scaley? I know I did not just hear you say that. There is not one being in this room that is going to beat you for anything. Broken ribs or not, I will best the lot of them before I let that happen. There is no one on this room who feels anything but love and respect for you. You have done nothing wrong and will nae be punished either. You are a man and you are equil to every woman in this room."

She didn't yell, or even sound angry, more like surprised and sad. She didn't know before what had pissed off Venis and Kahn so much, but she had a hint now, and she was getting just as pissed as they were. Someone had beaten him, and she was never going to let them live that fact down. After all, wasn't she the one who fetched the Necronomicon for a Lych?

"Dre, I love you and would never punish you for the free will you have a right to have. I cannot believe someone would fill you head with those lies." She continued to hug him tightly, even though it hurt to do so, and she placed her head back against him wishing that she would never ever have to let him go.

Without moving she spoke to Epiphany. "I'm sorry, yes, by all means, you may use your own blade or if you would like, Dre or I could claw you. It's you pain dear."

[Beastie]

He did nothing. Just looking down, meek as ever. His hands at his sides, and body slouched. He turned and headed to a darker corner of the basement and crouched down facing it and whispering, "Usstan zhal n'kyorl dosst quarthen Jabbress. Ussta dro zhah dossta, ussta quortek zhah Lloth's ulu jiv'elgg whol avariel."

[Guest]

He slipped from her arms and walked away. That was the last straw. She turned and saw the wine glass on the table. She picked it up and threw it, shattering it against the wall.

"You vithing want to be told what to do, fine." She grabbed her ribbs after releasing the glass. There was a growl in her voice when she spoke. "Get your vithing scaley arse over here right now. You will hold this challace for Epiphany, you will feed the contents of this challace to your mother ... " *cough cough* "You will help us save her." *cough cough* ::drip:: Blood.

[Gawain]

With a stretch, a grumble, and a maddening urge to scratch his right ear...with his foot....Gawain strolled along in, rubbing his eyes before smacking his specs onto his face.

"Uh....so, what'd I miss, peoples? Assuming I know all of you, that is...say, issat...?" A grimace at the words from Tasha, and a fatherly tone crept into his voice. "Now, see here, young lady, not many people may understand dark-elf or drow around here, but there's no way you should be using such foul vithing language at a sick-bed." He cracked his knuckles, and leaned closer to the young woman. ~Heya, kiddo. Long time no see. How can I help?~ A smirk and a wink.

[Guest]

*cough cough* ::drip drip:: "Get me back to the bed, get scaley butt over here with the challace, take the dagger and bleed for your best friend before he has to get her vithing soul from Val Halla." She kissed his cheek before he raised back up. "And then could you and Kahn get me fixed up over here and in one vithing form or the other, I think I did just what he told me not to do ... I think I punctured my lung." She grabbed onto him for support. *cough cough cough* ::drip, pour, drip::

[Gawain]

"Sure thing, no prob. C'mere, you." He scooped the kid up and stepped over to a seat, placing her in it and seizing the Source almost by nature. "I have some skill with Healing, but the Sisters are better than I, no doubt. Mine is a little more rough, but not to worry, it's better than bleeding out with a pulmonary artery punctured." He rose, and with one swift motion drew a claw that was not there earlier across his wrist, bleeding into the cup thingumy like an obedient pup. While he was waiting for the cup to look a little more full, maybe a pint or so would do, right? Anyway, he looked over at the scaly one and glared. "If you're who I think you are, stop acting like a coward and get your arse in gear." Not a threat, just a less-than-gentle nudge into action. Hey, he remembered a certain scale-bearing varmint a loooong time ago giving him just the same kind of nudge.....

[Guest]

Tasha smiled. She knew Gawain wasn't feeling himself, but there he was stepping up for a best friend he probably didn't even remember at the moment. She turned to Epiphany. *cough cough* "Lady Epiphany, if you could add your blood to the challace please?"

She looked at Dre and then over to Kahn. "This." *cough cough* "This is going to work, right?" She wiped at the blood with the back of her hand. "There's no diamond yet, right? Her soul is still here, right?" *cough cough*

[Epiphany]

This was ridiculous, and why she said that anger never solved anything. Just moments ago, the very person who said that the people in the room loved him and wouldn't do anything to hurt him, had lost her temper and was speaking to him with a hardened tone in her voice.

Epiphany didn't know what Dre was saying when he spoke in that other language, but from Tasha's reaction, and the way he said them, had told her. And now, because Tasha did not do what she was suppose to do and rest, she was coughing blood.

She wanted to help, she did, but with the contention in the room, it was impossible. Maybe this was a by-product of living a long life. Short tempers and a misunderstanding of how to handle people. Or perhaps the circumstances surrounding this occasion had them all on edge. Still.

Tasha's demeanor towards Dre made Epiphany not want to help and that, was a conflict to what she was. Not to mention that her attitude seemed to change in instants. "Some people can't be helped." she said to herself in a soft voice. "But you must always do what you can."

Then there was Gawain. Either he hadn't noticed her, or she didn't register with him yet. Either way was fine with her for the moment. She knew who he was though and seeing him now, didn't help her too much.

Lifting her head she took the dagger and placed in he left hand. Pain. Because of what was on the blade, it was going to hurt. Closing her fist around the blade she pulled down quickly on the blade's handle, making a deep cut to her hand. Keeping her fist closed until she reached the chalice, she squeezed her fist and let her blood mix in with Gawain's.

"Here. Now I should leave. Leave the rest of you to matters at hand."

Speaking of hand, she was keeping that hand closed, and close to her body now that she had added her blood. The dagger, she set down next to Tasha.

[Guest]

Yea, her soul was still there, she was too stuborn to become dead dead. But it was wondering while it had the chance. There was a song playing off in the distance. The voice that was singing.

~Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar one evening fair
And one could tell by how he walked the he'd drunk more than his share
He fumbled 'round until he could no longer keep his feet
And he stumbled off in to the grass to sleep beside the street~

Her soul, well, her, she couldn't believe her ears. A singing Brujah, then it doned on her ~Oh no, go back to Val Halla you dirty bird, I'm not ready to go there yet. I still have loved ones to take care of and I have to help our son. I just wish I knew how to help our son.~

She was in no way ready to go to Val Halla, she wasn't even sure she belonged there anymore after what she had done to her son.

[Guest]

"Lady Epiphany, wait, please. I am truly sorry that you have been subjected to this. Dre has been lied to and this misinformation seems to have been beaten into his head. I didn't mean to loose my temper. But I need him to be able to reach through the flames and help Venis. But with Gawains blood in the challace with yours, we might be able to completely heal her this day, scars and all. Provided everyone is willing to help. We might need you to do one other small thing. If you would prefer to wait upstairs, or come back later ... but I would really love for her and I to be completely healed today and get this whole mess over with. For the other thing we might need you for I dont think you would even have to be in the room. In fact, it might be better if you weren't. She called it plan B, and she came up with it last night, after she met you."

She had mannaged to get that all out without coughing. She was happy about that fact. "Dre, could you please give her the blood? Kahn, no diamond yet, right?"

[Epiphany]

She wanted her to stay, and they might need her for another small thing? They had her blood, what else could they need? Curious. Flexing her cut hand she took a few steps back and way from the rest of them and looked at Gawain. Epiphany remembered seeing his name on that list Manny had given her hours ago.

Perhaps, if Gawain hadn't been there, she might have left. But for now.... "Be good to each other. If someone's been through and ordeal they don't need to be reminded of it."

Epiphany kept her hand closed. The bleeding had stopped, now to settle the wound. She moved off to the stairs. Not going up them, but sitting out of the way. Waiting.

[Guest]

"Thank you Epiphany. When ever you gentlemen are ready, I would like her back now and I know you guys share my sentiment."

She was being carefull of her breathing, controling herself with every ounce of strength she could muster.

[Guest]

Manny, Bo, and Derek had been sitting off in the shadows out of the way. It was not their place to get involved with the saving of their employer. Manny thought that this would be a good time for them to make themselves usefull.

He whispered to Bo and Derek. "Why don't you two go check on the men who are on duty, then check on the Rangers too, make sure no one needs anything. Then you guys can either go nap upstairs or see if Armandeus needs you. I don't think you're needed here. Venis has everyone here she needs. She has never been safer from her enimies than she is right now. I am needed somewhere at the moment though. So go on, go. I'll come get you if you're needed back down here."

Bo and Derek nodded and silently slid out of the room, giving Epiphany nodding bows as they passed her on their way up the stairs. Manny walked over to Epiphany and placed his hand upon her shoulder hoping to be a comfort to her as he stood beside her.

[Gawain]

A little more than a pint, by the looks of things. Crap, he thought, getting woozy. After a short, but kind, look at Tasha, whom he most certainly now remembered, he strode over to Epiphany. "Well, you did just fine, brat. Need a hand?" He indicated her cut hand. "It's not pretty, the kind of Healing I can offer, but it draws out the infectious pathogens and closes the wound. Some of the strength will have to come from you, because...well, ever wondered what'd happen if you donated blood that you really needed? No, air doesn't substitute, but I'm a big boy. Guess I'll have to drag some up from my feet or somethin'." With a wink, he reached out for her hand. "Trust me, right?" As he held out his hand, he looked over at Venis' prone figure. "Yeah, she'll be fine. I know a certain crazy Scotsman that'll be meeting her at the Gate to, if nothing else, tick her off enough to stay on this side. For now, anyway." A fleeting vision of a Tartan he hadn't seen in...what, years?....floated on the edge of his vision. "You really are still watching out for us, ain'tcha?"

[Epiphany]

Epiphany had started going off into her own thoughts - even as Bo and Derek went past her and up the stairs - until she felt the hand on her shoulder. It was Manny. Of all the people in the room he seemed to be one of the few who could maintain his cool.

She was about to say something to him when Gawain came and sat besides her.

"Well, you did just fine, brat."

"And you're still alive. Does your daughter know this?" Saying this with a smirk as she reached up, with her good hand, and patted Manny's which was on her shoulder. Her other hand she continue to hold close to her, even when Gawain offered his help.

"Thank you for your offer, but it wouldn't work." Epiphany uncurled her fingers so he could see her hand. The cut that the dagger had made was scabbed over, the area around it a deep red and purple color, some of the area around it was pale. "My body will recover on it's own." She sounded confident enough even though the wound didn't look good.

She looked back over to Venis. "I've given my blood to a Vampire before. A lot more than this, but for a whole different reason." She caught herself sighing at the tale-end of that.

[Guest]

She was watching over them while she waited. It had been a long time since her sould had been out of her body. She had gone to Kahn a few times while she was away, it was her soul for lack of a better term. She was more like a ghost when she visited him in thier home a few times. She had tried to visit Gawain a few times as well, but could not find him. She tried to get in contact with her children, she had thought she would have been at least able to find Dre, but had never been able to. She had been finding out why that was when she ended up going supernova. She couldn't believe what had happened to her wonderful life here in Rhy'Din. And all because some tyrant wanted his cursed Granddaughter back from the dead dead.

~Ring-ding didle idle i de-o
Ring dye didley i oh
He stumbled off in to the grass to sleep beside the street~

He was still singing, but the voice was getting closer. ~Yea, yea, I've got your blue ribbon. Come join me and observe the mess I have made.~ What she was seeing was breaking her heart. ~What have I done?~

She was in a state of disbelief. ~My husband is sitting there watching for my soul gem wanting me back. Tasha is stuck in the most painfull of possitions. Gawain, he's lost so many memories. Poor Epiphany, she's being tortured by all of this. Somehow Angel has managed to sleep through it all. And our son, Krow, what have I done to our son? Do you hear what he's been saying to Tasha and Epiphany? I should have been here. I should have just brought her back and he would have let us come home. I could have been here, I should have been here to protect our family. I have failed ...~

A tear rolled down her cheek, both states, anyone who had been looking at her would have seen the blood tear fall from her eye. ~I'm just laying there helpless and exposed, they need me and I have failed them all. How can any of them ever forgive me?~

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