shylarah

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Didn't think he'd die, the worst he'd get would be a concussion, though probably not that. Jareth would only be trying to daze or render unconscious anyhow. Just wanted to know how angry the Guy's be if it didn't work. But if Jared isn't gonna be severely injured, might do it.

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His impossible luck saved them both. A sense of unease suddenly hit him, and Jareth decided that they'd be better off handling whatever had caused his friend's terror in her quarters. No sooner had he started down the hall than a twisted hunk of metal slammed into the wall where they had been, quivering with the force that propelled it. The young man yelped, ducking into the slight shelter provided by the small indentation of the next doorway. "What the hell! I thought you lot planned on protect in her, not trying to kill her!"

The man with the dreads had not been so lucky. He'd been rushing towards them at the explosion, and now stood pinned to the wall, another chunk of shrapnel running clean through him. Jareth's face drained of color and his stomach churned uncomfortably. When the one with yellow eyes approached them, he tried to get in the way. Amuné was sobbing in near silence, and he didn't think he'd ever seen her look so broken. One hand dug painfully into his arm for security and support, the other held the knife she'd manage to pull from its sheath. The older student didn't have a weapon of his own, but he turned so he was between the girl and the others. "Don't come any closer!" he demanded, in a voice that shook only a little.

The visions pressed into her thoughts might have stopped, but they had caused her own magic to respond. Now the careful, controlled pattern she never stopped maintaining, even in sleep, was unravelling. Her thoughts fluttered about in a panicked swirl. "No, no, no!" The world had gone dark -- or was it her mind that had fled to darkness? "Get out!" In the void, her form wavered, reflecting an unsteady mind. Light rose from her in spiralling streams, but when she spotted Nunque the young Seer clung to the training she'd carved deep into herself. Presented with the source of the invasion, the misty swirls contracted, solidified -- and shot forward in a shower of spears, seeking to destroy.

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If Jareth whacks Nunque on the head with a wrench or something, how dead is he? @theminorfall

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*grins* I didn't know what I was asking for, I guess, but bring it! Amune's not supposed to be able to keep the peace, so all the better if she's overwhelmed. I just knew it had promised to be interesting <3

Yeah, she's had some trauma and spent a year slowly regaining her mind after. You don't fully recover from that. @TheMinorFall

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@TheMinorFall Then why did she say she'd call him a lover, if she doesn't know? Unless maybe he told her....*squints at Tsitua*

Anyhow, you and Nunque just used one of Amune's greatest fears, if not /the/ greatest fear she has. Well done! *wriggles* Gonna be interesting to see if they can get past that. In fact, until she calms down, she wants nothing but to get as far away from these people as she can. ^.^ Should be fun. Just do be careful if anyone tries to touch her. She might very well try to cut them -- and if she reacts negatively, then Jareth will tell them to back off. <3

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So they were in love, she died, came back, was his lover /again/, and then they broke up? @.@ Or is Nunque's vision not 100% accurate? @TheMinorFall

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((@TheMinorFall sorry for the delay._))

Somehow she heard him. His voice was in her head, invading her mind. And then the images were flooding her Sight, battering at her. She tried to block them out. She was stronger than she had been, and quickly rallied her scattered thoughts, turning them to slice and stab at the one who violated her so. Yet he was stronger, older, and had caught her by surprise. Her defenses crumbled under the onslaught. Distantly she felt someone near her physical body, someone safe, shaking her and asking what was wrong. Amuné tried to tell him that they'd found her again, somehow, that Kel was dying -- no, that was before, this time it was Lya, the one she'd just met. They were forcing her to See, using her gift for their own purposes, pawing through her thoughts and twisting her perception of reality. Terror clawed at her. No, not again, she'd rather die. She had to fight, had to get away. No! Stop, get out, get out!

Jareth hadn't expected his friend to back into him, and the fear in her eyes worried him. She'd started to pull away, and then suddenly stiffened with a soft cry before starting to fall. It'd been easy enough to catch her. "Amuné? Amuné, what's going on, what's wrong?" He shook her gently, not sure what was going on. She was fumbling for her knife, obviously not seeing anything of their surroundings. A shriek tore from her throat. "Get out of my head!"

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@Mogtaki ooh, since Vena and Scout both posted, I can, can't I? <3 woo~

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Jareth watched Lya go. How could he not? But as soon as she was out of sight he looked at his friend with a distressed expression. "Dear gods kill me now." He'd realized what he'd said moments after he'd finished saying it, and was completely mortified. He covered his face with a hand. "Ohmigosh, I am /such/ a dweeb." Amuné snickered, then burst out laughing, pulling him close enough to wrap an arm around his shoulders for a moment. "She's not exactly discouraging you, y'know," she replied. The laughter had served to ease a good bit of the tension she felt, though the young lady was still wary. They'd just passed another man with a powerful feeling radiating off him, though this was connected to his power, like with Mouse, as opposed to rooted in her own. A glance at the numbers said they needed to continue down the hall a way, and the girl started that way -- and then stopped dead. This wasn't the pull she normally felt. Nor was it the flash of insight she experienced when she encountered another Seer, though it held both. No, it ran far deeper than that, a bone-deep recognition that had always been waiting.

As if in a trance, Amuné stepped for the door, reaching out to open it. She was bewildered when it wouldn't open. That was the way she was supposed to go, so what was preventing her? A look through the little window resulted in nothing seen, but rather Seen, a pair of eyes burning into her mind. Her breath caught in her throat and she stumbled back from the door, colliding with Jareth. "Hey, easy! ...What's wrong? Amuné?" The younger student looked up at him, her expression tight with fear, then closed her eyes and pressed a hand against her head. "The other Seer," she said. "I didn't know it would be like that." She didn't explain further, but she was shaken. She'd never encountered this, the sense of /knowing/ so strong it overwhelmed her, and the idea was frightening.

@TheMinorFall

The best rp moments in your life.

@Ellri Well then you have someone show up. Or divine intervention. Or dawn. Or a trap. Or maybe the guy gets distracted? A terrible accident...yeah okay it's a bit of a stretch. ^.^;; I guess you can only do so much to counter player stupidity and contrariness.