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Tyrsis
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Date Posted: 11/13/04 9:13:12am Sat
In reply to:
Emi
's message, "Relax? Yea...." on 11/12/04 7:48:44pm Fri
Tyrsis paused, her hand only a second from the doorknob as Emi's knock came through the room. Still, she hesitated, even though she had been waiting for Emi since the girl...no, the woman...had left her mother's chambers. Emi had grown up somehow between the fighting and wandering that Tyrsis had known her in.
Perhaps somewhere it really had all been a dream. Jin, Doragon, Neo Hogoromo. No one else seemed to clearly see it anymore. They didn't hear the voices she felt inside of her anymore or see the changes that should have come to pass. Those who should have been dead, now walking the streets because in this reality they had never died. If it was all a dream, why would she toss at night, worried that Jin had not yet come home.
She opened the door.
"Come in." Her own clothes were clean now, tangle of dark brown curls pulled back at the nap of her neck and her dress more that of a commoner, nothing of the royal flare she wore when attending Zenra.
As Emillia walked through the door, she closed it and set the lock, her back to the new steward of Hogoromo for a moment.
"You still feel it, don't you? Forbiddion is still inside of you somehow." Then she turned, golden eyes still glazed over with the power of Sight, and told Emi everything she had seen. Impazael. Ith'Dakar. Drow. Forbiddion. Kami. Everthing. There was no reason not to. It was exactly what Emi had come here for.
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