[center][h2][color=fff200]Amelia[/color] and [color=662d91]Jack[/color][/h2]

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Amelia didn't reply but managed to stay conscious though the entire ordeal. It was bad pain, but hardly the worse she had been though. Getting her wings grafted into her while still conscious. That was much more painful then this. Once the wound was healed, she let out a sigh of relief, and sat up before giving Jarvis a big hug.

Jack just watched Jamie's approach with a blank expression.
"[color=662d91]We are simply a weapon, a blade meant to be used by others. Without others giving us orders, we are nothing. We have no room for emotion[/color]." She said before Jamie finally negated her magic. The effect was immediate, with Jack falling off the table and onto her hands and knees as she coughed up blood. With a laugh, she rolled over to her back and just stared at the ceiling." [color=662d91]Fitting... the one time we act on our own, we finally die. Why did we though... who are we[/color]?"

Looking aver at Rose and Elyse, who had quick run to her mother the moment Jamie set her down, the young assassin couldn't help but look a little jealous.
"[color=662d91]We did everything we were taught to do. Everything we were raised to do. We know you rebelled. Yet you find happiness while we remained empty. Why? Why were we denied emotion while you managed to get it back[/color]?" She asked before turning towards Jamie." [color=662d91]Why would you even offer a weapon happiness and a home? We would only bring you sorrow. We would only bring you trouble. We only know how to kill. How could we even belong here[/color]?"