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 Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 8:13 pm
Lyth took away the blade & bopped the slave on the head lightly with the handle. "'Nuff outta ya! Ya think, Boyo would be 'appy ta know ya gon & offed yerself while he & I are dealin' with yer lil' problem?" he stated giving the young man a very unamused look. "Look, ya need ta stand up ta 'er & show her wha's coming. Kill tha b***h." he said before disintegrating back behind the mistress. His blade had formed a blade & he swung down on her head.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 8:23 pm
The slave rubbed his head after he'd been bopped, and he felt he deserved that. Arron wouldn't be okay with him killing himself for his sake. He wasn't okay with dying, even if it meant he'd be free of his torturous life of slavery once and for all. Killing his Mistress was out of the question, however. The woman couldn't die. She'd proven that to him many times. Carefully, the slave stood and looked out the window. If there was any way he could help, he couldn't think of it.The Mistress didn't move as Lyth appeared behind her, and the blade he'd aimed at her head met its mark. Soundlessly, she crumbled to the ground, staining the grass below her with her blood.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 8:34 pm
Lyth picked up the body & started to make it crystallize. He had a hunch that the woman was not dead, but he planned on making her immobile.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 8:41 pm
The Mistress didn't move as she was crystallized, but her wounds almost immediately started to heal. A small grin came to her face through the blood, and she sent a strange; not painful, energy into Lyth as her body was being overcome by crystal. She didn't intend on escaping Lyth's attack, as she'd already launched one of her own.The slave watched the two of them from the window before rushing to the front door once he'd seen his Mistress begin to be crystallized. He dashed out the front door and watched the scene unfold, still no ideas on how to help.
"Ah... sir... please be careful. She can regenerate injuries." he warned, though he was sure it was already obvious. By then, he knew Arron was once the man that stood before him, but he was unsure how or why and it worried him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 9:10 pm
He felt the attack, but went to finish the job. He was determined to keep the woman stationary until she was nothing but stone.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 9:27 pm
The Mistress was successfully crystallized. Her body had healed completely, but she was immobile just as intended. Still alive, but not moving, though it was unclear for how long she'd remain that way. Energy was still being drained from Lyth, but just as slowly as before.The slave hesitantly made his way over to the two of them once he was semi-certain that the situation was under control. It was then that he became more weary of the transformed Arron, and he kept his distance, unsure what to say.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 10:30 pm
He floated, looking at the heap of crystal. He frowned & snapped his fingers. The stone would then disappear & reform itself as Johnny K. Gambino's new hat. Lyth then turned to the slave. "Well 'ook wha' tha' cat dragged out. Meow Lion boy." he said.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 11:36 pm
The slave was stunned when he saw that his Mistress had been sent away. He didn't respond to the new man's statement for a few minutes before it finally donned on him that he'd been spoken to at all. His cheeks turned red and he covered himself a little as if it would do anything.
"Ah... where.. did you send her, sir?" he asked awkwardly, looking away to avoid eye contact.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 11:45 pm
"Gambino." he shrugged, "...is o'er now Boyo. She ain't comin' back." Lyth floated over to the slave & crossed his arms. His expression was scrutinizing, but amused.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 11:56 pm
The slave flinched when the man came closer, but nodded. His face became redder once he'd noticed he was being stared at, and he bowed his head.
"Thank you sir... for sending her away. I don't know how long this freedom from her will last, but I'm in your debt." he said softly, voice shaky.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 12:07 am
The man landed softly in the grass. "Here's how ya can repay tha' debt." he said, "Catch." With that statement the crystallization was gone & Arron was standing where Lyth stood. He blinked & his eyes rolled back into his head as he started to crumple.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 12:32 am
"Ah, Arron!" the slave quickly caught Arron under the arms, almost bowled over by the man's considerable size. He stumbled a little, but managed not to drop the mechanic as he tried manoeuvring him over to a shady grassy spot. Once he made it under a tree, he carefully set Arron down and checked to see if he was okay.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 12:47 am
The mistresses energy draining took a heavier toll on Arron than it did on Lyth. The mechanic would be fine with rest. For the time being, he would be out cold unless the slave tried to wake him up.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 12:52 am
The slave was relieved that he seemed okay for the most part, but decided it would be best to get him into the mansion. However much he hated the place, it was the closest building, and it had a bed he could put Arron on. Carefully, the slave hoisted Arron up onto his back and started for the mansion. He found it strangely easy to carry the mechanic, and guessed that someone who dealt with lions would need some sort of strength. It took him some time, but he eventually put Arron in one of the spare rooms on the second floor, laying him down on a bed.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2014 1:03 am
The young man was still unconscious, but he appeared to be fine. His face looked peaceful as he rested.
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