[b]Lexianna -Shadowhold- [/b]

With Shadow's concession I relax. My eyes lose their gold tint and return to their normal blue. I take his hand in mine. "Thank you. I think it'll be a good start. Also I do know the person who killed The Admiral is Poe of the Ravens. I haven't been able to locate him yet but I will. " Honestly I'm wondering why he's even here. I am looking forward to meeting the man due to Galen's affiliation with them. I haven't had the pleasure of making the acquaintance of any, save Nevermore. Considering Poe killed a lord, we could probably use his help. The winds are watching for me, if he shows I'll know.

I stand and prepare to leave but before I do, there's just one matter to clear up..."Lord Shadow." I look over my shoulder at him. "Your histories spoke of demons and angels as common place." I don't let my full Glory show, it would kill him. A fraction of it slips onto my skin illuminating the darkened room. My wings unfurl and their true form is also shielded but they are still radiant, "Suffice it to say, I'm far from a witch." With that, I vanish.

[b] Li-Li[/b]

Zaak seems distressed. I take the opportunity to answer his non question. "Yes, it seems so...practical. If it makes you feel any better I can use guns just a well." I'm being a "brat" as Vincent would say and I know it. I glance at the First Lotus, honestly she's not doing much better. She's turned away, her hand covering her mouth. I'm certain she's trying to hide her smile. She catches me looking and quickly composes herself. Her eyes still dance with humor though. She clears her throat, "Come now, you must be fair not everyone can pull off edgy like you." 

I nearly choke trying to keep in my laugh. I never thought I'd hear the First Lotus use the word "edgy." I distract myself by picking up the gun. Cursed Vengeance is beautiful in its hideousness. It fits to my hand perfectly, crafted for me as part of my inheritance. I repeat Galen's instructions under my breath. "Aim." I hear him like he's there whispering in my mind. Cursed Vengeance raises in my hand. "And shoot." I pull the trigger. The bullet launches out. I don't track it. I never miss. 

I turn to claim my main prize from the box. Tyranny & Oppression sit beautifully arranged on a satin bed. Their intricate handles call to me. I pick the twin blades up and slam the hilts together. They connect smoothly with barely a click as I twist them into their locked position as my staff: Royal Submission. I slip the strap of the custom sheath over my shoulder. It fits snugly across my back. The staff slides in with a satisfying [i]zip[/i]. The box has an inscription.[i] The first father the first king, the first heir the next queen.[/i] I smile. I'm ready.


I snap us back into the Oasis. I land us in front of the massive tree but when we do I’m stricken. There’s been a change.

There’s a set of shallow wide set stairs leading up to the giant tree that binds reality. Atop the dais embedded into the tree, is a throne. My breath catches. I guess there was something I’d change after all. I take careful steps, each one echoing a pulse rippling through the stairs. I take my seat on the throne, and heave a heavy sigh. My hands shake. I grit my teeth. This is what I was born for, I don’t have time to be frightened now. I turn to Zaak and The First Lotus….my parents. They're not the parents I expected to be here. My voice is barely a whisper, any louder and I might break apart completely, “What do I do, to finish taking up the mantel?”