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Aug 11, 2010 07:52PM
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Josiah ordered the Shadows out of Emmy and back to their perspective corners.Emmy dropped out of the chair, her body too worn to hold her there anymore. She just layed on the freezing ground too numb to notice it cried in a way that she never had before. Memories were blocked for a reason, she was angry for a reason, you couldn't just go into someones head and bring up the two things that wrecked them and play them back like they were and amazing sports play. Then again, that's why it was torture.
Ky stretched. Staying human was terrible. She would much rather be roaming as an Ice Tiger that a human. What the heck she thought, morphing into a tiger. "What a boring, stupid world," she growled softly to herself. "Boring places. Boring people. Boring animals. Boring plants. Stupid technology. The stupid people here are idiots that can't control anything. They have to use tools other than their own hands. They've become weak because of their strengths."
Waverley jumped off the stool and approached Emmy, leaning down to whisper in her ear. "This is just the beginning..." Satisfied, the girl left the room, beckoning for Josiah to follow.
"I'm going to kill you." Emmy promised through it all If it's the last thing I do.JOsiah was already in the hall way, wrestling with the mind control.
Ky enjoyed half an hour of blissful tiger-ness and then morphed into a human. She grew her wings and flew around the city, looking at the unnecessary places. "Oh, the stupidity of it all." she hissed to herself.
"I don't know, Emmy, but I admire that fire you still hold," Waverley murmured. "Guess what, Jojo? The next one is someone you've learned to love...let's see...if we can't break that connection."
Ky swooped around. She hoped that the kids playing in the park would just think she was a ginormous bald eagle. With a dark red and green stomach and brown legs, blue wings and black hair in a braid. And no beak. Some eagle.
Ky flew high and low. She went over the lake and did some air stunts: Loop de loop, spiral dive, plain old spiral, upward spiral dive, stuff like that. Then she dove in the water, making a filter out of ice so she could breathe. She looked at all the trash. "Stupid, stupid people." Ky couldn't stand it and broke the surface, melting her filter, and took to the air.
((No, I'm pretty sure we're still here. Hannah's writing a post, I believe.))
[Just:] Kendall wrote: ""I don't know, Emmy, but I admire that fire you still hold," Waverley murmured. "Guess what, Jojo? The next one is someone you've learned to love...let's see...if we can't break that connection.""((Thanks Saphire))
Emmy closed her eyes
Incomming Salem. She warned
Salem's eyes snapped open. Emmy are you okay?
Emmy laughed without humor wiping at the tears trying to pull herself off the floor.No not really. He's comming to you, just be careful.
She sat up again, holding her head up though her eyes were still closed to keep the brightness of the room away. I won't let him break me, Emmy.Waverley opened Salem's door and poked Josiah.
Yeah, still. Watch yourself, if he doesn't break you Waverly will. Emmy was getting herself back together and snapping out of the greif daze she had been in seconds before. Now she was just pissed.Josiah glared at Waverly
Waverley? What?"Get in there," she said coldly. "We don't have forever, you know, Jojo."
Don't ask, I already called dibbs on killing her. Emmy said throwing fire at the walls.Josiah hesitated a moment before entering.
Okay...oh. They're here. Salem opened her eyes slowly, the sight of Josiah --even though she'd known he was coming-- shocking and terrifying her. I will not be broken...I will not be broken... She repeated the same thing over and over, determination in her metallic eyes. "Josiah."Waverley closed the door, a clear click sounding.
((Sapphire, she was saying thanks because you said you liked her picture.))
Joshiah's eyes flickered silver again when he saw her"Salem." he said
[Just:] Kendall wrote: "((Sapphire, she was saying thanks because you said you liked her picture.))"(Oh. Okay. ._.)
Ky flew low to the ground but high enough that she could still flap.
"Why are you here, Josiah?" she asked, voice just barely hiding the tremble that hinted at her true fear. Waverley tsked. "Let's not waste time, Jojo."
Josiah shook his head quickly, the 'I don't know' was on his lips"To do my job." Was what left his mouth
(Yeah, don't mind me, just talkin' to myself here… -_-)
"Your job. And what would that be?" she inquired, looking at his face. Just his face. There was something there before he'd answered her. Something different from what she saw now.Waverley was already impatient.
((yeah sorry Saphire))((Freaking Salem never gettong tortured...))
Josiah's eyes got that dead look in them again
"Answers Salem, answers." He pressed teh Shadows in on her, forcing her into the chair that appeared there.
Emmy could hear everything as if she was there.
((olo.))It was the change in him that made her gasp, not the shadows. She barely noticed them until her focus on Josiah snapped. She bit the inside of her cheek. "Answers. To what?" Salem looked dimly amused.
Waverley sat on her stool again.
"Whatever we feel like knowing." He shrugged aquiring a look of bored interest. The Shadows pouring into her body by her fingertips.((Sorry Salem! If Emmy got tortured by her brother you have to get tortured by your love interest!))
Emmy bit her lip feeling awful for being there and not being there at the same time.
Salem flinched, ignoring the pain as best she could and mostly failing. Everything was amplified, as always, and again she wished for normalcy. Her eyes were pained, but her face was a mask. She'd learned a lot in her tender years about what could be hidden and how. But this much was too hard to hide, her teeth and hands clenched as if that would put an end to it. "And what- do you want- to know?" It was hard enough to get that out without breaking down in tears. This was the worst feeling she had ever felt.
And she had a feeling....it was more than pain.
((Why does Salem seem soo much more hardcore then Emmy at times...?))Josiah's eyes flickered again as he watched her. It was almost enough, almost but not quite.
((I don't know. Maybe because she never had those cute moments. That made me go 'Awwww', when Emmy said "Thanks mumma".))Her breathing quickened, each intake a shallow, painful thing. She glared at him, the look filled with anger, pain, sadness, determination and betrayal. But there was something else. Something that shouldn't have still been there.
Something Waverley wanted to crush.
((Haha I think thats a good thing... but I am very jelous of that... Salem's Bad assness. Our poor Characters, we're mean to them.)) Josiah snapped out of it again, each time taking longer than the last time. He flicked through her memories faster and less interested than he had Emmy's. Then he finally settled on one that could be just bad enough,
((*smiles* Yeah, poor them, but at least they're all pretty dang awesome. 'Cept Waverley. I don't like her anymore.))Salem closed her eyes, wishing to ward off one of the only memories that actually bothered her. It tore at her soul, her heart, her essence.
The wind blew cold and hard, scattering the pages and pages of artwork that had been laid out on the law. “No!” A girl’s voice screamed from somewhere in the vicinity. She sounded anxious, and she was. I watched as she scrambled about, trying desperately to grab hold of whatever ones she could. I stood there, unwilling to help, unwilling to even offer encouragement. I merely stared in grim fascination as she tried to save what was clearly lost. Tears dripped down the girl’s face, her long silvery blonde hair sticking in the wet spaces. “Don’t cry Elodie.” The words were mine, yet my mouth hadn’t moved. She glanced up at me. A thin trace of a smile lighted on her lips, the sadness seeping from her pale orange eyes. “It’s gone. All of it. Just like that.” The pain in her voice made me upset, I ran to her, encompassing her in a hug like none I had ever experienced before. “I love you Elodie, even without your paintings.” She nodded in reply. A whistling noise erupted from the left of us. A small, silver projectile swam through the air, seeming to go in slow motion. “Run Shadow!” Her shout was torn from her lips as the object slammed into her neck, red first blooming and then spilling over, wet in my hands. Terrified, I did as she had said and sprinted in the opposite direction. Leaving behind my only true friend, the only person I could trust. Dead.
((Haha ikr? I'm looking forward to killing her off slowly and painfuully))((Cries for Salem!!))
Emmy looked at the celing for releif of what she had just seen. Feeling such a deep sadness for her that it meshed with her own re awakened greif it tore at her like a starving carnivious animal.
Josiah could feel the hurt he was causing her like it was a phisical pain that hurt him as it was her.
((tehe, when she was actually four, she made me sad for her. Now I look forward to you killing her.))((D:))
Salem shook, the tears she wouldn't let fall making her feel like she was choking, drowning. She wanted to scream, to let everything out, but she couldn't. She had to stay in one piece. Because no matter how much it hurt, it couldn't go on forever, could it?
((Haha Yes!)) Josiah finally became himself again and relaesed Salem from the vice that he had just held her in. The longer he watched her the more he was digusted with what had just happened. He kneeled down in front of her
"I'm so sorry Salem." He breathed "So sorry." Then he stood up again turining to Waverly
"We're done here."
((*laughs happily*))Waverley was furious with him but she couldn't do anything about it. After all, he'd done what he was told to. "Get out."
Right then, when she saw in his eyes his feelings, Salem knew it hadn't been him. He hadn't been in control. But it was still raw. One didn't get over thinking the one they loved was betraying them quite that easily. And it still hurt. Man did it hurt.
When Waverley left, the chair disappeared as well, leaving Salem to fall to the floor like a discarded doll. The floor jolted her with an electric pulse and her breathing became more uneven. She wanted to be alone, yet she wanted to be comforted.
Salem wanted to be safe.
But we don't all get what we wish for.
Emmy sighed and looked at her arms and examinign teh scary way the Shadow in her always wanted to dissapear.Salem... Even the voice in her head was quiet, gentle.
Josiah whirled on Waverly grabbing her by the collar of her shirt
"You're lucky I don't kill you where you stand." he fumed his face inches from hers.
I-I didn't want to remember that, Emmy. I haven't remembered...in a long time.. Salem put her arm over her face, wishing for darkness but making do with the shadows she could cast.Waverley smiled, looking agitated. "Yes. But you can't, you see, dear Emmeline has already called dibs. Besides, even if you tried and perhaps succeeded...you'd be killed."
I know Salem. Trust me I know, if I knew how I would make you not remember. Emmy sighed and slid down the wall. I would make me not remember. Josiah shoved her against the wall, knowing full well that she wasn't the adorable little 5 year old that everyone thought she was.
"Trust me, you'll be long dead before anyone punishes me for your murder."
You didn't deserve what was done to you, Em. But...I think the worst part...was thinking Josiah was doing it. Salem turned over, aching.Waverley laughed, pain sounding amidst the scorn. "What about Emmy? She'll be mad if you kill me without her."
Salem you didn't deserve it either. No one does. But it wasn't him right? Something with Waverly, I hope someone kills the bitch, and by someone I mean me. And on the off chance Josiah. Emmy clenched her fists at her side the metal of the wall heating in responce.The knife that Josiah carried around was suddenly in his hand
"She'll get over it." he growled pressing the smooth and fantastically sharp blade against the hollow of her neck
No. It wasn't him...he apologized. The real him. Salem shivered, curling her knees to her chest. It's cold in here. And so bright. I can't even force it to be warm, with my fire.Waverley's blue eyes sparked. "The cameras here will alert security. They'll know it was you. Do you really want to die already, Jojo?"
Emmy opened her eyes and stared at the blacknessTry that. I can't do anything about temperature from here.
Josiah looked deadly the grin that played across his features only made it more so.
"Look at those cameras again Waves."
He has simultaneously blacked out the entire cell block. NO one was going to know what was going on here for as long as he felt like it.
((I gtg my pillow is calling. I will be on tomorrow :D))
((goodnight! I'll be on tomorrow...late. It's a busy day. Most likely 10-11...which I guess isn't that late..))I already tried. It doesn't work.
Waverley looked at the cameras. "You're smart, Jojo. Just don't forget this one thing. I am who I am because of what you showed me. What you taught me. What you told me."
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