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"Ana... Are ya tellin' me... Ya didn't look for him? Why is Cap- nay ADMIRAL Bravemoon unconscious?"
"We kidnapped him like you suggested. And his fiancee can fuck off." Ana stared blankly.
Alissa sat there for a brief moment, staring at Ana. She flipped off the table, the floorboard creaking heavily underneath her boots as she heavily walked over to her. Towering in front of her, she crosses her arms underneath her busy chest, "Ana, ya CANNOT do that. I was jokin' on kidnappin'. Even if I wasn't ya can't go n' just kidnap the damn admiral without his consent. No matter how much ya hate his fiancee, it ain't fair ta him."
Rawley mutters, "I disagree--"
"Shut up you flea ridden mutt, befer I slice that slime tongue right out yer maw!" Alissa cut him off.
Rawley pins his ears back and whines, shrinking down.
"I am doing my duty, Captain." Ana stared up at the woman, unmoved. "When the Admiral is unwell or doing something that endangers us all, it's my job to make sure he stops. I may hate his fiancee, but I have not done anything against that man this entire time. In fact, I keep having to save his fiancees ass as much as his."
"It isn't yer place to decide that. Ya ain't his keeper. Ya did wrong by not bringing him- where's their fucking address so I can gather the howlers and go get the poor lad now. Don't ya ever split up a damn family again. From what ya've been tellin' me, he's awful, but that ain't no reason to drive a wedge between 'em. It ain't yer damn place. Lay another damn hand on the admiral befer I get back and I'm taking it- ya hear me?" Alissa glared.
Rawley was busy cowering.
"Alissa." Ana's tone became dark, "Do you forget the last time? We both know who his family is. Do you think I'd take such actions without that in mind? That 'man' is hurting him. He's no family." Her voice was a hiss as she refused the Captain's orders for an address.
Alissa slammed her hand into the wall right beside Ana's head. Her raspy voice turned a bit deeper, she didn't fear her darker tone. "His family is dead, Ana. Aiysha is ash. His siblings wish not to acknowledge him. He has Isabella- we are not his family. Do not forget that." She snarled, glaring more at her. "We can pretend we are all a big happy family, but at the end of the day we aren't. Ya have to let that man live his damn life n' make his own mistakes. If he wants to fuckin' marry the man and throw his life away, ya gotta let him do it. Ya can't stop him. I don't agree with everything youse'all do but I let ya do it because its yer feckin' life. Now if ya EVER tear him away from that man again without a good reason- like him nearly killin' the admiral- then we's gonna have some problems."
Lily and Isabella's voices rang out, calling out, "Ana?"
Ana was about to retort when she heard the girls, she sighs, "He takes him from Isabella.. and I will kill the man myself, Captain." She teleported the woman back to her ship with the map to the apartment. "Rawley.. You really need to learn to stop cowering.." She sighs before heading outside.
After sending the two girls off with Rivi and some minor protection, Ana went to skulk about somewhere. Her mind raging. Soon she found herself out of the small town they had build and nearing the forest. Taking to a tree, Ana began to slam her fist into it's rough bark.
"Damn bitch." Her voice snarled, "She forgets her place. I'm doing my job."
Another slam of her fist into the bark, "She may not be his family-" another punch, "but I sure am."
She continued to herself, "He claims to be my keeper.. Yet I am not his? I'm not a stupid child." Her knuckles were beginning to bleed, "That -dragon- isn't worth being around. Can't even handle who Isaars truly is. Like a child coveting a toy."
She shook her hand, letting some blood splatter on the ground before continuing to punch, "Family. His family can go to hell if they're like that damnable cousin of his. Even Aiysha was better then this lout. She's probably rolling in her grave at the hell he's in."
The tears began to sting but she continued to beat her anger out, "I'll kill him... I'll kill him if he lays a finger on Isaars.. Or even thinks to hurt Isabella."
Y̱̫͇̼͈͊̓̈́͊̐͗̀̚͠ͅǫ̖̤̪̮̣̮̾̏͒̿̐u͇̺͉̲͍̎̇̉̀̆̚͝ n̴͉̲͙̄́͗̑͑̀̕͜͢͞͡ë̸̼̦̟̹̬̠̺̞́̈́̊̉̓̎͠ế̥͉̥͕̫̆̈́̓͗͑͊͟͠d̪͎̤͓͚͆̀͊̍͐̿̐̈͢͢ ḿ̸̡̫̺͓͔̓͑́̊͋̇o̡͎̬̮͈͚̖͋̓̓̓͆͆̀̈̕͟͡r̡̼̣͙͖̤̄̓́̍̀̈̓̿͘͞e̛͉͙̬͇̳̰̤͒̽̆̈́͜͞ ṕ̡̝̤̗̪͍̔̆̃̎ͅo̴̢̨̥͚̭̳̒͐͐̂̍͊̒w̧̧̟̭̘̺̭͕̱̋̈́̃̑̿̽̕͟ě̡̝͉̯̱͚̗͗̀̏͐ȓ̡̠̖̗͕̘̰́͌͒̕͟ͅͅ t̸͕͚̗̼̙̰͚͕̹̱̒̈́͆́̂̓͗̕͘̚o̵̭͇̗̬̤̣̯͈̣̿̽̀̄́͠ s̡̭͖̘̣͓͉͚̘͔̍̽́͐̌̇̕̕͝͞t͔̣̖͔͇͙͒̅̿̓̐̚͢͞ò̴̦̮̬̳͔̘̰̯̽̆͋̚p̸̡̢̹͚͇̳͕͗͑͆͊͆̉̕͜ͅ t̢̺̼͚͕͇̜̦̰̏̾̅̾͌̈͒̚͝ȟ̸̜͓͍̺̺̜̏̏̚͠é̢̫̳͚͈̝̬̆̂̃̏͘͠m̴̢̱̖̼͓͆̎̀̎̆̿͑͟͠ͅ.̧̮̟̤̲͓̜͉̜̅̒́̀͆͑̈́͊̽̑
Ana shook the thoughts from her head, "Power is dangerous.. Terran told me that."
T̢̢̞̠͔͍̈̈́̈̈́̄̚ḩ̜̬̰̩̱̜͋̿̓̀̈́̿͋͡e̴̢̤̠̦̗̾̈̓̊͌̅͛y̘͙̹̜̦͂͋̈́̔̓ͅ'̜̭̞̹͔̎̐̅̆͘ļ̸̨͎̟̟̘̲̠͚̄̂̿̈́́̇̒ĺ̴͔̻͎͓̜̭̤͒̀͆͒̏̍͜ b̴̨̬͚̬͈̬̰̞̹̭̊̅̀̃̓̅͐͋̏͂e̴̢͎͉̜̞͛̓̍̅̓̍ t̴̮͚̯̜͈͕̭̤̖̃̈͒͂̊̕̕͟ą̶̳̯͙͂̋̈́́̅́́̚̚ͅk̠̞̝̹͉͐͗̍̒̕͡ẻ̸̢͉̪̟̣̙͎̓̅̇̽͜͠n̶͍̮̥̖̫̫̩̞̞̙̈́̀̏̑͘̚͡͞͝͞ f̢̤̥͙̓͗̆͛̂̅̅͜͜͠r̶̢̧̩̞̩̣͙̼̗̝̍̏̅̄̏͝ơ̢͙̼̰̳̲͍̯̬̟̓̾͂̀͗͝m̵̡̢̛̺̮̤̅͒̿̏͑̒͜͠͝͞ ÿ̢̺̪̣̝̘͒̿̑́̍̉̄̉͝ô̶̧͖͙͔̙̣̂̊͑̊͒̔͜u͙͚̞̭̠͂́̉̕͟͡.̡̛͎̗̯͕͂̐̄̆̿̂̅̕͞ͅ.̴̡̞͚͙̪̰͚̳̀̄̉͐̀̀̾͡͝ͅ J̧̝͔̱̳̥̝̤̆́͋̋́͂͘͞ͅu̥̟̪̯͇͕̪̎̆̅̿͊̚s̢̛̺͍͕͚͚̞̠̫̻̽̓̏́̊̋͘ṱ̶̡̮̰̠͚̭̘̔́̃̄̍ ḽ̡̻̦̲̬͙̺̩̏̒͛̑̆͘͟i̢̫͇̪͈̜̿̌̔̈̎͡ķ̸͕̝͖͖̱̘̼̲̀̑̐̕͞͝͝ȩ̷̦͚̞̜̻̓͛̽̓͐͒̔̌̚͝ y̷̨̧̥͈̖͚̤͐̆͂͌̋̐̏o̡̱̙̪̜̯̓̋̀̉̿̂͊̚͟͡ü̯͕͇̝͌͐͐͟͝ŗ͕̥̭̩̲̟͔̗̠̌̓͋̔̃̎̈́̕͝ f̶̡̙̖̪̜̽̿̈́̒̕͢ả̷̩̰̯͈̺̣̦̖͌̃̒͒̈́̈́̀͝m̢͕͇͚͎͓͇̲̋́̈̅̀̌̕͢͡i̸̖̼̹͉̯̇͌́̿̚͞ͅl̸͙̱͕͖͎̜̐́̒͋͛͊͑͟ͅy̢͕̼͎̼͛͗̽̅̃͐̕͢.̛͇͙̙̻̮͎̟̲͙̀̂̀̌̚
She clenched her fists, ignoring the pain but pausing to look at the blood and shredded skin, "I'll stick to my training.. Basic arcane will be enough."
W͈̮͔̭̞̜̓̿̋͐̄i̡̝̩̜̙͚̗̔͋̍̌͋̊̌͑͜͢͡͠ͅl̵̨̛̯̜͔̥̯͇͒̈́̉́̀̊͂̋͜l̵̟̩̳͚̊̏̓̋́̊̃͟ ḭ̯̠͇͖͖̔̌͑̈́̃͒̽͠t̗̺̭̗͎̫͖̻͚̋́̓͋̂̀̉̑͌̈́ b̷̨̡̖̜̱̙̩̀̎̎̆̈̐̋̔̕̚͟ẹ̛̰̠̥̞̝͇̳̀̈́̑̎̓͞͞ ţ͖̦̖̈́͑̒̇̇͜͞͝h̸̺̻̺̲̼͉͍̣͈̏̅͂̑͂͌̃̓̂͝ò̶̮̮̙̳̬̓̉̆̽̆͊̚ų̶͚͓͇̯͚͙͓̈́̊͂̔̔͟ͅg̴̝̜͉͇̦͔̭̓͂́̂́͌̕̕͞ͅh̰̞̦̘͇̦̾̑̃̐̓͟?͇͖̗̩̝͔̈́̍͒̿̏́̈͂
She felt a growl build in her throat, shaking her head, "I'm just tired. I don't need to listen to voices."
Y̵̬̗̜̟͒̅̿͌͒͟o̟̰̖̹̤͛́̌̈̒̓̋͊͐͜͡u̦̘̳̝̪̩͎̓́̂̈́̐̊͠ h̨̛͉͈̙̩̘̀̄̿͋͝a̸̛͔͇̘̦̿̓̎̓̕͢͜v̡̡̛̦̱̪̖̳̑̏͛̂̿̽́ͅȩ̩̙͈̪̔̃̂́͛̆̿͜͞͝ h̴̯͎̦̲͈̻̰͗̏̾̔̽͘͢i̻̟̻̝͍͇͓̙̾̀̒͊͋͒̕ş̧͇̟͚͎̖͕͐͒̅̎͗͋̓͋̔͝ t̴̯͈̘̹͖͊̄͗̆̏͊̐͘̕͝ǫ̵̡̛̜̮̽̈́̎̂̈̍̚͠ͅm̪̯̝̫͚͐͆͒͆̀̎̅̀͟ͅe̼͔̣̝͉̗͙̗̖̯̐̅̂̑̔̀̋͝͠͡.̨̖̮͙̭̽́̇̈́̒ Y͍̼̫̼̙̌̋̐̈́̇̓̚͡o̷͉̘̥̫̬͔̫͔̾̍͂̈́͋̀̓͛͜͜͞ư̴̢̝͖̩̦̜̘̼̮̻͊̉̔́́ ḫ̷̨̤̲̙̱̿̅͌͌́͜͝ͅa̶̧̛͚͓͖̙̻̯̐̆̾̃̍̃̚̕͡v̸̡̱͎̹̪͋̊́̈́̈́͑̌͘e̛̠͉̖̥̩̩̭̓̾́̏̏̌̒̔͟͝ ą̝͉̻̥͋̓́͗͌̓̚͞ͅl̶̞͎̳̻͔͓̯͓͓̀̀͂̀̎̈̉̕̕͝l̷̥̟̹̳̤͈̙̔̅͑̀̅͟͡͠ t̨̥̳̠̫̫̫̩̑̏̉̾̃̅̀͗̀̚h̶̢̬̪͔̖̀͛͐̅͊͗̋̈́̆ͅe͖͇̱̟̳͊͒͋̈́̎̏́̈͝͞i̡̗͓̥̜̟̦͆̓̏̏͌̓̅͗̍r̷͕̦͇̳̙͓̮̫̙̒̈́͌͌̃̄̂̇͛ ẗ̛̟͓̘͍͍̍̎͂̽̉͘͜o̘̭͔͖̟̽̓͛̅͝m̸̲̩̱͈̠͓̯̐̽̀̄͑͆̓̕̕e̴̡̢̢͍̳̩͎̩̳̎́̐̍̂̊̀̋͜͠s͈̩̙̘̹̥̻̤̾̍͂̄̉̌̓̌̒̀.̶̧͓̞̹̙̗͚͋̊̽̋͆̑̕͠͠ Y̷̨̛͕͇̺̳̦̗̽̾͋̈́͐͟o̶͍͕̳̟̻̤̭͒̐͐́̅͑͡͞ư͇̖͓̝̮̬̪̬̄͒̒̑̊̃̚͜ c̵̨͍͎̰̝̗̬̭̈́̔͒̂̒̕͡á͍͙͕̖͉̩͋̉́̕͜͢n̶̡͎̗̤͎͚̄̽̃̆͡ b̶̼̫͍̭̮̈̃̎͌̓̕̕̕͠ẻ̷͎̖̲̘̘̯̞͕̗̑̿͒̎̿͊̑͞ͅc̶͉͚̞̲͎̪̭̀͗͛̾͐̄̐͢ṏ̸̹̥̻̟̣̪̗́́́̒͡m̨̼̳̟̯̞̫̟̗͂̄̅̆͡e̶̺̫̦̹͖̰̭͍̱̒̒̓͌̐͘͜͡ s̨̧̛̖̳̣͒̂̏̓̂̽̅o͖̱͚̳̩̳̺̯̳͗͛͌͂̎́̊̆̒̀m̶̻͓̝͓͕̒̔̌͒̾͌̂͘̚͜ȩ̳̬̦̠̔̌̑̀͂̆̂̓ṯ̵̱̤̮͖̰̐̅̅͒̉͛̉͗͞ͅh̙̖͚͎̩̟́̐̒̎̍͌̀͢͢͞͡i̡̮͇͉̱̭͙͍͈͒̃͆͆̆͛̀̚̕͜n̶̨͓̞̥͎̙̳͍͈̍̉̈́̌͊́́͠ĝ͙̬̙͇̥͚̫͙́͌̓̑͂͆̕ t̶͙̥̪̳̞̙̤͉̹͈̆̀͑́͞ǫ͙̠̰̗̤̪̿͑͌̅̚ b̴̮̪̞̼̗̩̩̘̗̏͂͑̒̚͢͠e̵̢̥̝̖̫̖̘̪̹͌̓̈̀͑̎͝ͅ f̨̛̮̣̮̝̬͕͚̠̽̿̆̑̄́̍͊̚ę̸̛̜̼̙̝̟̘̪͎̌̋́̇̚a̟͔͈̣͙̤͙̜̒̈́̇͑̇̔̊͟r̵̨̼̥͕̹̰̫̗̲͆͒̏͗̀͂͗̓͝ͅę̷̰̪̜͍̟͔̫̙̅̓̈̌̃̇̚͟͞͞͝d̼͙̩͕̻̥̂͛̍̏̊͝͝.̶̲̜̻̲͙̗͋̂͌̎͆͊̓ N̢͚͓̘͓̝̝̅͛̌͆̌̇̀̌͜͠͞ợ̫̞͓͓̹̮̐͒̄̅͋̑́̕͢ͅ o̷̩͉͓̭͓̜̤̮͐̔͑̋͊̄̀̌̈̕ń̴̢̰͚̳̥̽̀͘͝͡ȩ̙͚̗̬̻̠̔͊̽͊̓̇͋͟ ẇ̵̡̛̥̬͈͛͋́͟i̸̧̜̞̘̹̹͗̍̎͑̒͌͟͝͞ͅḷ̯͉͙̦̦͌̅̈́̓̎͡l̡̧͓̯̥̙̺̏̓͆͆͊̉̓̿̕
ṱ̶̛̠̠̝͇̳̝͉̤̉́͘̕a͉̘̘̘̦̟̒̏̑́̊͊̕̚͘͟͠ḱ̬̠̭͓̹͚̯͓̫̑̋́̅̒̂́̕͟͝ḛ̵͔̲͎̩̩̳̍͒̌͒̈̏̚͘͢ ţ̼̤̗̞̤͔̮̳̒̔͊̔̀̓̾͝h̶̭̰̼͎̽͛̎̅́́͗̈́̉͟ͅè̷͉͈̳̮̫̯͇͖̎́̾͘͜͞ͅm̶̰̖̤͓͈̭͐̂́̂̽̿͘̕ t̹̖̘̼̩̝̣͛̓̈͊͂̾̌̃͒h̡̰̪̲̼̿͌͑͐̆͛̾͘ę̠͇̻̳̟̲̤̔̀̄͂̅͌̅̋̓͘ǹ̵̡̛̹̝̫͚̱̖̫̱͐͆̎̊̽̓̾͢.̴̨̡̛̗̬̜̞͚͇̓̊͛̅͗̃̚͟͞͡
She took pause, biting her lower lip, "I promised..." Her mind was already thinking ten steps ahead.
Soon she summoned Nabarius's tome, flipping to a page on how to leech life to heal herself. She turned her gaze to a near by critter. She read and reread before holding her hand out towards the creature, slowly beginning to drain. The wounds on her knuckles began to heal and she felt a surge.
S̨̠͉̬̪͙̯͈̙̠̅̍̿̓̀͑͐̌͘͞e̸̛̖̭̼̤̞͓͙̥̜̅̐̋͘ĕ̤̠̠̱̪̭͔̗͕̺̑̌̀͆̚͘͠͠?̸̢̻̹̟̼̠͖̪͎̰̔̏̈̕͠ Y̢̪̩͔̬͕͈̯̞̭̒̃͂̽̚͘o̢̨̹̗̭͔͕̺͒͒͆̈́̂͟͜͡͝͝u̫̣̜̳̰͕̥͛͑̊̓́̕͠͞ h̴͈̪̼̪̪̓͊̈̓͌a̝͕̹̼̩͈͙̦̫̜̾̓͆̓̾̕͡͠ṿ̝̻̞͚̓̓͑͗̍̑́͘̚ȩ̘̬͓̬̺̪̠͚̾͒̊̿̈́̍̀͘ k̴̠̥͓̲͉̱͌̈́̌̓̚̚̕͞͠͠ņ̨̢̹̻̹͈͋͐͒̔͐͌̉͜͡o̫̞̻̹͚̓̒̅͌͆̐̕ͅw̴̡̯̩̲̼͂̽̾̋̅̕͢ĺ̢̧̧̳̲̰̫̬̹̋̊͌͑̚ȩ̷̛̹͙͓͇͚͈͓̃͒̾̃̕͠ͅd̴̳̜̙̪͆͌͆͆̈̀ͅģ̷̛̗͖̗͚̙̍̽͐̂͌̍͑̽͘ë̶̡̛̖̟͙̻͓̠͋̂̏̈̋̏̐͗ t̶̛̺̬͕̠̞͔̓͊̀̽̉̂̂͒h̶̢͉̙̱͈̻͔̟̻̻̑͆͊͊̏͐̆͛͝͞a̸̰̝̳͉̙̲̽̊͆̅͑̀̾͋̍̒t̨͚̙͍̖̯̑̓͆̒̃͟͟ ŵ̤̗̣̰̝͖͒̈͆̏̑͡i̧̖̪̟̱̰̭͚̾̈̏̚͡l̴̠̙̘̰̬͖̪̆̆̄̒̆͒̚̕͠ĺ̶̨̢͈͚̻̝̟͕͇̋͑̏́̒ͅ k̨̲͎̝̤̠̎̈̋̎͒̊͗͟e̢̞̟̹̬̅̾̀̽̔̿͑̒͡͠ę̷͓̰̆͐̔̎̂̃͊́͟͢͝ͅp̸̨͙̙͍̦̗̝̩̂̉̆̃͢͡͠ͅ e̫͙̰̣̤̻̞̖̪͋̈́̓̈͝v̛̤͍̰̠̲̣͂̍̍̉͘͝é̹͙̮̳́̔̀͆̐͟͝r̡͇͎̩̀̾̐̎͢͝͠ý̛̦̯͇̠̟̹̩͐̒̈́̔̇̕͜ó̶̭̙̰̤͉̥̀̌͛̉̍̕͠n̺̻̲̺͉͙̠̤̓́̓̀͊̍͜͢͞͠ę̣̮̹̙̄͊̒̂̅̀͑̉̚͘͢ c̸̰͖̥̠̖̻̆͛̄̅͞l̷̡̛̠̜̭͈̗̹̆̋̿͋͞͞ơ̢̮̯͚̰̫̋̎̈́̐̊͂̕͝ş̰̼̘͇̗̞͖̊̿̎͋͗͞ë̷̠̫̝̙̗͈̟̩͋̊̉́̅̕͡.̺̫͉̙̹͉͕̥͆̄̐̂́͒̍̿͟
She slammed the tome shut, staring at the dead critter before dismissing the tome.
"No." She told herself, shaking her head. "Terran told me not to harm. So I won't. This-.. This is just something eating at me. I'll figure something else out to get rid of any threats."
She felt her arms shaking, biting her lip hard again before quickly retreating back into town. Do not let the shadows win.
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