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genessia2017-09-04 03:35 am
eeeksorcist) wrote in genessia2017-09-04 03:35 am
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[Arrival] Cry-baby Exorcist (Action)
Until the day I die...
[That promise she was made to make swirled in her mind as Eleanor emerged from the creepy cave with the contents of this mock gift she woke up with. Her memory was hazy and vision clouded from sleepiness.]
Where ever could this be? This... This doesn't look like Westgand... Just where am I?
[She concentrated for a moment, like she was calling on a inner being...]
Laphicet, can you hear me?
...
Laphicet? ... Oh gods, please no! Don't tell me I lost Laphicet...
[It didn't take long for signs of panic begin to set in. As if her previous situation wasn't bad enough, now it's gotten to deadly proportions. She hugged herself as she paced around the clearing in front of the Bay.
Of course, in the midst of her worries, her thoughts begin to spill out into the open.]
This can't be happening, I can't believe this is happening. I lost Laphicet and without me to protect him, he'll turn into a daemon and then Velvet...
[Velvet...and her Daemon hand... And the promise to kill her if Eleanor failed.]
Not only that, but Lord Artorius... My mission... My last hope to redeem myself... This can't be the end of everything I worked so hard for!
But where do I even start? What kind of Praetor Exorcist loses her malak not once, but twice? I can't just walk up to any old body and just ask, can I? That will shake the faith in the Abbey to the foundation...
[Feel free to eavesdrop on everything she just spouted.]
[That promise she was made to make swirled in her mind as Eleanor emerged from the creepy cave with the contents of this mock gift she woke up with. Her memory was hazy and vision clouded from sleepiness.]
Where ever could this be? This... This doesn't look like Westgand... Just where am I?
[She concentrated for a moment, like she was calling on a inner being...]
Laphicet, can you hear me?
...
Laphicet? ... Oh gods, please no! Don't tell me I lost Laphicet...
[It didn't take long for signs of panic begin to set in. As if her previous situation wasn't bad enough, now it's gotten to deadly proportions. She hugged herself as she paced around the clearing in front of the Bay.
Of course, in the midst of her worries, her thoughts begin to spill out into the open.]
This can't be happening, I can't believe this is happening. I lost Laphicet and without me to protect him, he'll turn into a daemon and then Velvet...
[Velvet...and her Daemon hand... And the promise to kill her if Eleanor failed.]
Not only that, but Lord Artorius... My mission... My last hope to redeem myself... This can't be the end of everything I worked so hard for!
But where do I even start? What kind of Praetor Exorcist loses her malak not once, but twice? I can't just walk up to any old body and just ask, can I? That will shake the faith in the Abbey to the foundation...
[Feel free to eavesdrop on everything she just spouted.]