Rogues and Pets vs. Dolls [closed/starting]

(Alright back to my smoldering rouge! ;D)

Rayden Thorn:

I stood there watching the place that Reva had been only moments before.

"Dante, what just happened?" Dante flew down from his tree and sat on the top of my head like some outlandish hat.

"Which happening do you mean?" he said, I could hear the sarcasm in his voice. "Do you mean the foolhardy way you behaved and enraged Reva's pet? or do you mean the not having enough brains to outrun or fight off said enraged pet? or could you possible mean that pathetic courting display of yours?

I almost fell down in shock.

"Courting display! What are you talking about?!" I shouted, flapping a hand to get him off my head. he alighted on my forearm, watching me coolly.

"I thought then when two creatures like you do that thing-touch lips. That it is your primitive courting display, isn't it?"

I stared at him open mouthed, was he serious? did he actually think about things like this?! when I found my voice again I howled, sending him flying back into the tree.

"No! it is not a display-just no!" he shuffled along the branch.

"Then why did you kiss her? what purpose did it serve?" I sat down heavily on a rock groaning slightly.

"I don't know why I kissed her. It just kind of...happened." I could feel him roll his eyes at me.

"it did not just happen Rayden, it took some conscious thought on your part. It was neatly done though, I'll give you that- well, until you ruined it by panicking.

I looked up at him, bristling.

"You know you suck at making a guy feel better!" I knew it was a petty thing to say but I wasn't feeling nice just then.

"When have I ever tried to make you feel less guilty about something you've done wrong?" he said flatly.

I hated to admit it but he was right, I had done something wrong and I missed my chance to fix it for now.

"it's going to be awful trying to explain this to her." I mumbled thought my hands. "I don't know the reason I did it myself."

Dante landed lightly on my shoulders and settled himself down. I felt his spirit weave into mine as he connected our spirits. I sat there and watched in my minds eye as he sorted thought my thoughts and feelings, trying to make sense of it all. He often did this when I was troubled, sorted my "mental files" as he called them into some sort of order. he said it was easier to deal with problems if they were put in their proper place and not left lying about your mind.

"You exhausted Rayden, you've pushed yourself too hard after what happened yesterday. Your spirit feel fried right now,the edges are all tattered and frayed." he said out loud looking around into my face. I smiled ruefully.

"I am falling apart aren't I?" He pecked me hard on my neck, drawing a bead of blood.

"Don't say that! don't you even think such a thing!" he cried truly distressed now, I put my hands up.

"Alright, I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you." he settled down again and we sat there for a moment in silence.

"Rayden," Dante said breaking the stillness. "I want to meditate." I started and looked at him.

"Are you sure? you'll be in your weapon form for a while if you do." he shrugged noncommittally, I narrowed my eyes.

"Are you doing this for me? Dante I don't want you taxing yourself for me, I-"

"It's my choice, I wan to do it. Your too weak right now to heal all your won injuries. Reva stopped the bleeding but your still damaged underneath." He said softly ruffling his feathers.

No matter how much Dante verbally rebuked me, or told me how much of an idiot I could be, he was always so caring towards me. I reached up and stroked his feathers.

"Thank you old friend."

I changed my position so I was kneeling, sitting back on my heels. I placed my hands in my lap and closed my eyes.

"Ready?" Dante asked, I nodded.

I felt Dante blaze up slightly. I knew from experience what would happen, a ring of red flames would form around us and Dante would slowly burn away- to rise from his ashes again in the morning. He did this meditation often enough, but when he included me in it, the power he released somehow made it's way into my system. I would be returned to my previous physical state, all wounds gone. I sat there with the flames mounting around me and tried to clear my mind as Dante was always telling me to do, it was nearly impossible.

For years he had tried to train me in this art, he kept saying meditation of one sort or another helped center oneself mentally and spiritually. We had both given up on me ever fully understanding let alone learning how to completely let go. After much trial and error we did come up with a version that worked for me. I would imagine the seasons in they cycle, over,, and over and over again. This somehow calmed me and got me closer to that place where Dante went.

"Hey." the voice purred. my eyes snapped open, my hands tightened on Dante and I looked up- at the girl bounty hunter... what was her name again- Liz?

She stood there with her hands firmly planted on her hips and a dangerous light danced in her eyes.

"Desdemona, you really don't remember her?" she said again her voice shaking slightly. I shook my head.

"I still don't know who your talking about." her fists clenched up into fists so tight i wondered if her nails would draw blood. I slowly stood up and faced her head on, towering over her.

what is it with my sisters friends all being so short? my mind wandered for a moment as I looked down on Libby's face, a mask of pure hatred.

"You can't possibly murder some one and just FORGET about them?" I came crashing back down to reality when she said that.

"What!?" I cried staring at her trying to place the name. "I've never murdered anyone!"

"Liar!" she screamed at me, loosing what little control she had left. "You murdered her! you murdered my mother!"


(Sorry for the ungodly long post! and if it is rough I apologize, i only had two and a half hours of sleep last night. Hope this works tabby, also Rayden would never use his weapon on lydia he would just stun her not actually hurt her. )

Niyah had just been ignored when she'd come over to make sure Seena was okay , but that's not what mattered.
For the first time, she realized the pain these people harbored. The sadness, and the lust for revenge that seemed to eat away at their souls.
For the first time, Niyah realized what they were about to do.
Because when it came to war, you didn't just kill the enemy, you killed the civilians too.
Did the others realize this? The lives they would be sacrificing for their own selfish ends.
And did the dolls really deserve it? Niyah thought of Reva, who killed dolls for a living, who made innocents sacrifice themselves for her thirst for revenge. Other faces filled her mind as well, of Seena, of Everlee, of Davnick. Tess, Alec, and even Lydia. Did they understand what they were starting? An all out battle against the government. The deaths of hundreds, maybe even thousands. And for what? Freedom?
Niyah glanced around her at the comfortable little camp the group had set up.
Weren't they already free? How many people had to die for their blood lust to be satisfied?
Lyra's face flashed through Niyah's mind, and she had to use everything in her power not to fall to the ground crying.
She wouldn't let the battle get that far, even if it destroyed the friendships she'd formed.
She wouldn't let anyone else die.

Reva

Seena turned out to be fine. I froze in the clearing and looked over my friends. They all seemed to be fine. Davnick was filthy, and Seena weak, but otherwise they were all perfectly normal. I carefully checked for Rayden, and found him missing, then turned visible and grabbed my pack. We were all heading out.

Are we leaving the fire rogue behind? I asked Darsor as we got together the last of our things. Some bread, and bandages, and a few other needed items. Like clothes and spare daggers if I needed them.

I don't care.

Wouldn't that make life easier?

Yes, it would!

I grinned and held out my hand. "Return?"

He leapt at me and changed back to his weapon form. Perhaps you should speak to Seena now instead of the fire rogue.

That would probably be best. I sheathed him and finished packing before slinging my pack on my back.

Tess:

"Oh it's nice to get up in the morning, when the sun begins to shine. Five, or six, or seven o'clock, would be just dandy fine." I sung beneath my breath.
"that's not how it goes." Jared said to me. "And it's not even morning."
"oh, shut it." I shot back and began to sing the song at the top of my lungs. people from our group(i'm not naming names here, but the doll murderer, the dark rougue, and our fearless leader) all gave me very irritated looks, so i sang louder, my voice cracing all the way.
i had heard that song from a kindly old man in a busy market a few years back. i had given him a few coins and he had taught it to me. I hardly remembered the first line, but the tune stuck with me.
i pulled ahead. Waling with people made me grumpy, because usually just waling made other people upset. Which is weird, i think, waling always makes me happy....
i sent Nyx on ahead of me, to make sure there wasn't anybody already there. After a few moments I heard some very loud complaints from behind me, so i shut up and waled in silence.
I stopped suddenly waiting for our group to catch up.
"What's wrong?" Everlee asked me.
"This is way to boring."
She raised an eyebrow at me and i gave her a devilish look.
Nyx, let's make our walk fun. I felt her nod and her strength become mine. I leaned down and touched the dirt, Almost instantly, the entire path was covered in ice. I smiled and took off my shoes, dropping them in everlee's hands and rushing forward with a sudden new energy.
I twirled and danced, completely unaware of the others, and I didn't really care. When i was able to do this, the world seemed to tune out, and that's exactly how i like it.
I felt a hand grab mine and knew instantly that it was Everlee. Althought her eyes were tired and full of the pains of the world, she still held my love for ice dancing, as we called it. So we danced together, our combined ice making it twice as fun. We didn't move forward as fast, but we were still keeping pace with the others; a small circle of ice staying beneath us as we weaved and twirled between them.

(Vuzzy, tell me if you don't think Everlee would do this. And everybody else, feel free to have your characters join in the skating! )

Everlee

I roll my eyes and drop our stuff, jumping on the ice myself. Although, I prefer something alittle different from Tess. I kicked my heals together and I felt a few inches up ice gather under my shoes. I slide forward and grab Tess's hand, nearly dragging both of us down.

I feel Skylar's eyes burning my back again, but I close my eyes. For the first time in who knows how long, I'm able to shut out the world.

I feel myself begin to slide up a tree, my body going vertical. I kick my feet off the tree and flip back to the ground, landing beside my dropped supplies.

Well, that was perfect, I say as I lean down and pick up my items. I slide forward, leaving a trail of ice behind me. I head towards a small tree and with my free hand I reach out and grab it. The momentum spins mea around the tree.

I feel a layer of water wrap around my body until it looks like I'm wearing a water dress. I let the water drip as I slide, the combination of water and ice sliding me faster then anything in the world.

You're beautiful when you do that, Darren says, walking delicately on the ice without sliping. I slide and stop in front of him.

Thanks, I say, shaking a few of the many water droplets from my hair. My eyes dart to the side and rest on Skylar for a second before I look away.

Still haven't talked to him? Darren asks.

I shake my head. I've been avoiding it... and him.

My watery dress and ice shoes melt and wash away, leavning me dry. I start walking down the path again, losing interest in the ice.

Lydia

"I watched it. I know what happened." I hissed. I took another step forward and brushed the hair out of my face, It was getting to be a burden. Maybe I should just cut it off. It would make things so much easier.

But what really got me about this--Rayden. Was his denying it. Maybe he did forget it maybe he had killed so many people he actually couldn't remember. Or maybe he had blocked the memory out of his mind.

"After you two fought, she died from an infection. She retracted it in one of the particularly nasty wounds you inflicted on her. And I got to sit with her and watched her become incoherent and weak. And see her hair fall out and bury her on the morning that she died." My voice was rising and getting hysterical but I was too far gone. There was no reeling it in now.

I released my fists for a moment and saw that the nails of my left hand had drawn a little blood. I but it only stung and I could deal with the pain right now. Actually I welcomed it.

I moved even closer, a little too close actually, in retrospect. Bared my little teeth at him. In almost a grin, a mighty nasty grin.

clenched my fist and let it swing forward towards him with all the strength I had left. The teeth bit almost always worked. Distracted them threw them a little off guard.

((sorry for how short it is! I hope this is okay Shadow!))

Niyah couldn't help but laugh in childish delight as Tess and Everlee glided across the icey path like swans in water. They looked so happy, so care free, that, for a moment, Niyah grew jealous. but then the dark look returned to E verlees face, and the watery paradise melted away to reveal the dreary forest path. Niyah felt her heart drop. She began to walk towards Everlee, to ask her what was wrong, but Seena stopped her.
"Don't. She needs to handle this herself." she whispered solemnly.
"Handle what?" Niyah asked in confusion. Seena didn't reply. Instead, she stared at the ground, tears welling up within her eyes. Niyah didn't know what had happened, but she didn't have to. She reached out, taking Seena's hand in hers, squeezing it softly. Seena's eyes met hers, and for a moment they stood there, silent. Then Seena smiled, and Niyah dropped her hand. They continued walking side-by-side.
"Hey! Don't be so cryptic Seena. Were finally getting a bath. And thank goodness too. You were starting to stink." Davick joked, coming up beside her, his playful tone instantly melting away the cold silence that seemed to surround everyone.
"Oh really. Well, I'd like to say the same for you, but that would be a major understatement." Davnick merely smiled, unperturbed.
"Don't even get me started on your hair..."
"My hair! Have you looked in a mirror lately?"
"No. But I don't have to. I look good in everything." They both laughed. The dreary mood that had surrounded them all had been lifted, and the small forest path was filled with laughter and the murmur of voices. They all had forgotten what was coming. They all had forgotten their own mortality.
And Niyah knew. It was for the best.

Rayden Thorn:

"I did what?" I said as I easily dodged the punch Lizzy threw at me. I was frantically trying to remember someone, anyone who might have been this girls mother.

"You murdered her!": she shouted again, become hysterical. I put a slight distance between us, turned and put my hands up trying to calm her down. "I honestly don't know what your talking about.

This was one of those times I wished one of two things: that I was better with names and faces or that Dante was awake and could tell me himself.

"Your mother was a bounty hunter right?" I asked keeping my eyes trained on her every move- I didn't know the extent of her abilities.

"Of course! she was hunting you and the group you were smuggling out."

That did narrow down the possible list of people- I usually remembers group attacks- then I realized something that might make me remember.

"Did she kill anyone in the group before-" I trailed off. Lydia had calmed down only slightly and glared at me fingering something in her pockets- I watched her hands closely.

"Yes."

Then it came crashing back to me, I had killed her mother.

"The Red Viper." I murmured. Those who smuggled people out of the country- or shepherds as we call ourselves, have names for all known bounty hunters.

I remembered what had happen now, I remembered Lydia's mother. I had been shepherding a group across the western mountains, a horrible storm had cropped up and in the chaos Red viper had attacked. she had killed the families mother right under my nose. I looked down at the row of small scars on my arm, to the particular one.

"I'm sorry you had to watch her die." I said quietly, I never knew the Viper had a kid. "I'm sorry." I said again.

"Your sorry won't bring back my mother!" she screamed lunging at me with upraised dagger in her hand. I rolled to one side and was up again. As she passed me I snached the dagger from her and brought my elbow down on the junction of her neck and shoulders- I had seen Reva do it to great effect. Lydia crumpled to the ground without a sound.

"Well crap!" I said looking down at her. I honestly felt bad that I had killed her mother, I wouldn't have if I had known about Lydia. I had used a technique on her that always, in the end killed my victims. A special burn that would fester and never heal, I only used it on bounty hunters.

I looked down at Lydia looking like a broken china doll and swore. I couldn't just leave her here! who knows what would happen to her. I'm getting soft. I said to myself, then paused. I've always been soft.

Bending down I took strips from my torn shirt and tied her wrists and ankles. I found another dagger and a small pistol on her and stuffed those into my pockets- I didn't want her to come too and use those on me. I picked her up then , slinging her over my shoulder, she hardly weighed anything. I started back to where our camp had been, whistling to myself- I was board and Dante was still gone.



When I reached the place our camp had been, an hour later, I stopped dead. No one was there. I looked about trying to guess at what happened, then it dawned on me- I had been left behind.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me!" I cried when I found their trail leading away, not running simply leading off down the trail. I shifted Lydia to my other shoulder and muttering a plethora of curses, started after them....


(Tabby sorry it took me so long to post! I hope it's alright (if not just tell me and I will edit) also if you want Lydia to wake up while he's carrying her go for it- he won't put her down but she can verbally abuse him all she wants or she could stay out and he throws her into the river, he's going to be grumpy later so that is something he would do. XD )

(No problem! I have actually been away all morning)

Lydia

I stopped thinking. I swung the first punch, he dodged it easily, then leaning down slowly I pulled the small blade out of my boot, I let it swing in a high arc above my head and brought it down--on thin air. I was ignoring one of the many things my mother taught me. Never to fight angry. It made one clumsy and hard. It made the fluidity of my motions drain away and I fought like a large clumsy...man

It was too late when I saw his elbow coming towards my neck. I felt myself fall to the ground and then felt the world fall away from me as my eyes closed, leaving me in utter darkness.

He used my mother's real name he called her the Red Viper. You're done now Lydia you ruined it and all because of a little fight. All because you tried to early to avenge your mother. And you did it while angry and exhausted. Stupid stupid stupid

Floating in the darkness that was my unconscious mind I saw my mother again, but she was dying. Watching her fade day after day. Reliving it all in my mind. She criticized me. For fighting when I was tired. For fighting clumsily. Telling me how stupid I was. She never would have talked like this in real life. But she was dying and I was imagining this and I had to watch it all over again. I let myself cry and I pleaded with her to forgive me. But she only shook her head.

I hardly ever cried but in this dream like state, why hide anything. So I let myself.

I had no idea how much longer it was when I came to, well slightly. I moved my head a little, naturally I would be in the forest. Where he had left me when he had...won the fight. If you could call it that. It really was a two hit fight. He hits me I hit the floor. I laughed a little. Trying to force my eyes open more then a slit. And if I was seeing right then the forest around me was moving, I was moving.

I looked up, a chin? Over. His shirt. The physical pain around my neck and collar bone came next and I arched my body and let out a high pitched moan. Trying to move my arms, I found that those were immobile. Had he tied me up. Had this idiot tied me up. And was he--CARRYING ME?

I looked up quickly, mistake. My neck burned and I cringed. "What are you doing?" I growled. I remained still though. My body hurt and I was in no hurry to have all my other plans ruined simply because I got left behind while every one trekked on with out me. But it almost looked, sounded like were were alone.

"As soon as my neck stops aching I'm going to rip your throat out with my teeth." I whispered opening and shutting my mouth quickly, a little clack sound was made by my small teeth hitting together. But I still let myself recline. Shutting my eyes again. I was past tired.

(sorry I haven't posted in a while!)

-Poca

Well, how shall I put this? I felt like total and complete crap. I was under Sheara's collar, staying out of site in the smallest form I could compress myself into. There was no way I was coming out any time soon. I had killed a member of their group! She was alive now, thanks to Sheara, but still! And it was all because of my stupid revenge idea on Davnick. The point of the revenge was stupid in itself! He embarrassed me, so I wanted to show him who was more powerful. I never actually planned to hurt anyone-not even him! Yeah...so maybe swish him around some and possibly swallow...but I would have spit him back out! He was important to Sheara, not to mention that he was starting to rub off on me too, then...all this chaos happened. I growled at myself.

Why-the-heck...did it have-to-be her? Now don't get me wrong, I would have regretted killing anyone in the group aside from the two bounty hunters, but did it really have to be the one other person that was very close to the Dark Rogue?

I stopped, surprised at myself.

Wait-a second...why do I-care about-the Dark Rogue...getting-hurt? I asked myself. I know I had given up being vicious towards the Dark Rogue, and I would protect him from getting physically hurt, but that didn't mean I cared about him mentally hurting. ...right?

I thought back to when everyone was gathered around Seena's body. I was so in shock from what had happened that I said and did nothing, just watched. The Dark Rogue had cried. And I didn't blame him for it. I could tell by the look on his face that he was tearing up inside. I knew it was because he blamed himself. Now granted, it was mostly his electric charge, but the whole reason Seena got hit in the first place was cause he was in my mouth. It was both our faults, but I felt like my side was a bit bigger.

I also knew Sheara blamed herself for it too. I lowered my head. She was probably ashamed of me...she wasn't really talking to me very much now. I didn't blame her for that either.

I sighed inwardly. I had three people that deserved my apology.

Sheara... I asked softy.

Yeah, Poca?

I'm sorry-about-what...happened. And it-wasn't your-fault, it-was mine.

I felt her try and smile, but it was a little forced.
Oh, it's okay. Seena is all better now! And I wasn't blaming myself, don't worry. She said, tried to keep her voice all cheery and honest. I chuckled and smiled in amusement.

When-are-you gonna...learn that-you can't-lie...to me? She tried to keep her thoughts from me, but failed miserably. She defiantly blamed herself for Seena's getting hurt, but she also wasn't mad at me in any way. She was just upset that a part of her power stopped the heart of one of her friends.

I heard all-of...that. Her thoughts were now that of panic.

I-I didn't say anything... She mummbled.

No, but-you thought it. And I-can read-your mind...remember? I teased. She franticly tried to think of something else. I chuckled again. I was going to let this go for now, but if it continued, Sheara and I would have to have a little talk. I let her know this, then popped out from under her collar and scurried down her and to the ground. I located the Dark Rouge and began to approach him, preparing myself to be humbled. There was no way that I wanted to do this, but I knew I needed to. It was necessary to the situation.

I climbed up a tree to a lower branch and hopped on the Rogue's shoulder as he passed by. I sat down and looked the other direction, away from his face. I made it seem almost casual. He gave me a strange look. He waited for me.

"Look, Dark-Rouge, I'm-sorry for-earlier. I-didn't-mean...to take-it that-far." I said flatly and to the point.

He waved it off.

"Nah, it wasn't your fault. Honestly, I don't blame you for attacking me. The throw up was a little unnecessary though..." I could tell he was just a tiny bit irked at me.

I laughed awkwardly.
"Haha...yeah-that-was...an accident too...sorry-about-that..." He still smelled like crap too.

"No problem." He said while rolling his eyes. I had to hide my smirk. Maybe he would forgive me after he bathed. I sighed and turned to look into his eyes.

"Davnick. I really-am-sorry. And..." I bit my lip and swallowed my pride. It was painful.
"And I-am-sorry...for being-so-cold to you...I was-out-of my-place." He looked at me, shocked, then smiled. He started to reply, but I cut him off.
"And Dar-Davnick...it wasn't-your-fault. So-don't-beat...your self-up too bad, alright?" I bumped my forehead against him, something I had only done to Sheara, then I leaped off him and trotted back to my Rogue. I wasn't going to talk to Seena just yet. I was going to wait until this chaos settled down a little more. I just sure hoped that we could get past this quickly; Everlee had enough to worry about as it was.

(Sorry for the long post! Tell me if I need to change anything, as always! )

Reva

I walked next to Seena and Niyah, and couldn't help but feel a little satisfied with the fact that Rayden had yet to catch up to us. I was still angry with him, but I wasn't going to take it out on any of my friends. Friends... I had friends?

You just figured that out? Darsor asked, I could hear laughter in his voice. Reva, they've been your friends for days!

Days? Had it really only been a couple of days since I met them?

You are being so strange. Go talk to someone other than me for once, clearly you need interaction.

I smiled and rolled my eyes. Sure, that's it Darsor. You just want me to become better friends with them.

And forget about that horrible fire rogue.

I ignored that comment and turned to Seena. "How are you holding up?"

She looked a little bit shocked that I was speaking to her, but smiled at me. "I'm fine Reva."

I kind of smiled a little bit. "You gave us a really big scare, but I'm glad you're alright. When Darsor told me, I was horrified."

"How is Darsor? I hope my brother didn't hurt him badly."

"Hurt Darsor? Not really. I was more worried about Rayden's wounds."

Her eyes betrayed her shock. "Is he alright?!"

"Yes. That was why Darsor came back without me, I stayed back to tend his wounds. It was partially my fault so I was obligated to. He's going to be fine in a few days. If Darsor lets him live."

"Darsor's still mad?"

"No, he got over that when I sent him back to camp. I just mean becasue after that we kissed and-" I froze. Did I ever watch what I said? I could keep from speaking when I wished to, but once I started talking it was as if nothing was ever regulated! "I mean..." I felt my face heat up.

(I hope this is ok Kitty!)

Seena

"Is he alright?!" I ask. I had noticed that my brother was gone, but to be completely honest, I'm fine with that. As soon as he finds out that I had... died, he'll blame Davnick. I know he will. Davnick walks beside me, keeping a close eye. I'm weak, I can feel it. And Davnick can see it. But I refused to let Davnick carry me until I'm tired.

"Yes. That was why Darsor came back without me, I stayed back to tend his wounds. It was partially my fault so I was obligated to. He's going to be fine in a few days. If Darsor lets him live," Reva says.

"Darsor's still mad?" I ask, wondering why.

"No, he got over that when I sent him back to camp. I just mean becasue after that we kissed and-" Reva says, cutting herself off. "I mean..." she mutters.

"You what?!" I ask, completely shocked.

Reva shakes her head. "No, I uh..." she says, trying to think of an excuse.

"You kissed?" I ask, still shocked.

Reva stops talking. I look at her in amazement. She's not exactly the girl I thought he would end up with. I always thought that his protective spirit would end up with someone who needed the protection. But Reva, she doesn't need it at all. A smile spread across my face. Reva's not the person I thought he would end up with, but he deserves her. And she deserves him.

"I'm glad," I say after a moment. Reva looks at me confuse. "He's found a girl who's better then him and still loves him."

(Just some sisterly critisism. Tell me if I need to change anything!:D)

Reva

"I'm glad. He's found a girl who's better than him and still loves him," She said.

I looked at her, even more shocked. "He apologised. He shoved me away and said he was sorry, that he didn't mean it." I said hollowly. Her words just made it all the worse. He didn't find any girl, he found me, and realized he didn't want me. I didn't blame him either.

(sorry it's so short!)

Seena

I bite my lip. How could Rayden do that to Reva? Aside from the first battle, which Rayden wasn't even there for, Reva has been nothing but sweet. I feel bad for saying anything now.

"I'm sorry," I whisper. "I'm sure he didn't mean to be rude."

Oh ya? And how do you know? You haven't seen him for the past eight years. How can you know whether or not he meant to break her heart? I question myself.

Reva nods slowly and looks away, obviously not believing me. I look up to Niyah who's just a few feet in front of me. Suddenly, I feel very tired. My energy left. My feet stagger once but I regain balance quickly.

"Are you okay?" Reva asks.

I nod. "I'm just... thinking." A relization hits me in the head. I'm weak because I can't use Tige's power. Yes, I died too, but if I had been a normal doll, there's no way I would still be here. Tige's power saved me and because of that we lost the connection.

Tige, I already miss you!

(Sorry it's so short.)

Reva

She said she was fine, but she was so weak. So very weak. I worried about Seena, and about Tige. I had heard of him losing his first Rogue, what would happen to him now that Seena had died as well? I still remembered the warm, furry hug he had given me a few mere days ago. The hug that had given me the courage to let go of Kaston and his beliefs in order to make friends. It was really because of him and Darsor that I had come to where I was.

"Whatever your thoughts are turned to it must be a heavy topic indeed." I said quietly to her. For a moment we shared a companionable silence, and then I opened my mouth again. "I am always here. And I am better at listening than I am at speaking. It's something I needed when I was..." I tried to decide how to describe my months as a murderer. "Invisible constantly."