Zari'Arael Bloodstar

[zbloodstar]

Little black book..random entry

The nightmares keep coming. I can see him, the blade, his screams, our screams. Why didn't i follow Bell? I suppose there isnt much a child could do, especially one so inexperienced at the time. The screams are so deafening. Hearing mother scream every night till she died of presumably a broken heart, her last words..

Why must this burden be on me? I feel her last wish may never be granted. I wouldnt wish anyone the burden to carry on a legacy such as this, being the last one able to carry the family blood on sucks. I wasnt meant for this. Bell.. i love my sister, but she cannot share this burden, being risen and forsaken. I feel like i failed her and father. I wasnt raised as a typical noble due to the circumstances of war. Orphaned so young.. i dont even know.

Mother, if you somehow can see or read this, i am sorry i failed you and father. The Bloodstar blood will die with me it seems. I tasted love, though i no longer want any parts of it. The only man i truly loved left without word, briefly returned and left again. I cant bear to endure such a pain again. I would rather get shot again than feel the pain of a broken heart again.

The shy warlock laughed a moment. "Oh i dont doubt i could easily arrange that. He would -love- to try to kill me again i am sure." She shook her head as her ears drooped, taking a moment before penning further.

Perhaps this burden you asked is too much for me to bear. Perhaps i need to find my purpose and place again. I thought i had it , and it would have been a path you would have hated for me, but your dying wish would have been fulfilled with ease. Well, anyway, at least i tried, but it seems so far out of grasp now that i dont see it ever being fulfilled. I will not elevate in status either, so there is that.

For now....Zari'Arael Bloodstar.

She put the quill down and slammed the book shut. Zabby wobbled up and took it, stowing it away safe as he always had, though not too safe, he wasnt the brightest demon. "You are family enough my dear little zabster." She looked about the inn and exhaled. "I should dress and get us some food. I hate this city anymore, but i cannot send you out for food and expect it to go well." She pulled her hair up and moved to the bath. "They barely tolerate me. If any knew... " her eyes narrowed. "..i should have let that miserable old fool kill me." She scoffed as she disrobed and sank in the tub. Zabby wobbled in placing candles on the edge, hands barely able to reach the edge. "Leave me be, thank you." The demon wobbled out pulling the door and curling up much like a dog would on the bed. Zari utilized magic, a ball of fel flame lit three candles as she sank back again. "Soon i will be out of this city. I just need a few days for the textiles i need to be shipped in." She groaned as the water and bubbles reached her jaw, silencing her.

[zbloodstar]

Entry in a black book with glowing green runes.

Power, its what nearly every warlock sought and I am no exception. If one had asked me long ago what i would be when I grew up, they would find me musing about magic. I always knew I would be destined for this type of magic, though never had I imagined the life it would bring. They say anything is good in moderation, me included apparently.

Our parents passed when we were little, a common happening in quel'thalas for any who were born around any war. Bellistia and i are no exception. Aunt Irissa raised us best she could, so i suppose you could say we had a normal childhood, or close to one as an orphan could get when raised in the hall of blood. Bell followed in her footsteps, almost to a fault, i however chose the path of magic. Mother had always influenced me, till that fateful day. I knew without darkness there could not be light.

My trainer was horrible. Always on a bender, or just not there. The man was a terrible warlock. It was through my own studying, and a man I owe this power to. I havent seen him since. The elf in me wonders what happened to him, the felblood doesnt care. I suppose that is the price for having such power.

I tend to stay out of the city, though there are many reasons why i prefer not to. For starters, it is where i met someone i thought could give me some sense of normalcy in my anything but normal life. I had always been a loner until him. He was handsome, and i presume a noble like me, but it would seem i was off in my own thoughts. The idea of such silliness and hopes of a life, a family were instilled between my aunt, who still resides in the city, and i presume the elven nature. I see the couples, noble and not, seemingly with the one thing taken from me at an early age ; a family. I thought with how different i was, none would ever love me, and i wouldnt give my own self for anyone, except him. It seems so long ago he walked away. I saved him a few times, even took a bullet for him. Perhaps that wasnt enough, and I was a fool to believe that even I could be so selfish as to believe a monster like me could be loved. I sprouted wings long before the legion invaded, i hid them till i went to battle. Purposely, i threw myself into a fight with a terrorguard, displaying them so he could rid me of what makes me a monster. Afterwards, i thanked him for ridding me of them, shedding what made me into who i was, to become even more powerful, cunning and dangerous. I let him live, for all demons arent terrible. They can be persuaded, well most can. There was one so foul i would send it back to the pits of which it came. The meddlesome jerk...

None the less, i had an easier time learning who i was, and how powerful i am from my own kind because i went alone, and returned alone. Perhaps it isnt so bad after all. I have nothing to offer anyway. None want a woman who is painfully shy, a monster, a felblood. I was a fool to believe i could have some sense of normalcy, even if it meant making a pact with old gods or the legion to get what i wanted. I suppose my demons are all the family i need.

Selfish, perhaps, but until i find a way to rid myself of my elven feelings and emotions..thats it! Bell! Why didnt I think of this before?! Perhaps my only family could help. Though she will not slay her sister to raise her willingly. I must do more research on options, rid myself of this fel, and soar to greater powers. Demons arent welcome, and perhaps there is little use for those of us who wield such. Definitely need to look more into this. For now, however, there is an empty bed calling my name in this forsaken house.

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[zbloodstar]

Zari wasn’t sure what to think. She could gift him the fel he needed. She could gift him power close to what he once had. The consequences were steep , but she didn’t care. “I…can gift….you power Xeoth. Did you forget what I am?” She looked over her shoulder as her fingers curled into her hands , bawling up small fists before flexing out and emitting a mass of fel to surround her.

The energy emitted from her much stronger than a normal warlock , and much stronger that a traditional felblood. It was as if she once had pure fel forced into her. “If….this is…” She shighed and shook her head , snuffing the fel out and turning to face him.

“Take…whatever it is you want Xeoth.” Her now darkened eyes shifted , turning almost a red in color. “ you have had….me.. all of me…if you wanted it. I know…that isn’t…what you want. You want….the fel which courses my veins.” Her gaze was rather intense for once. But she was pulling every last stop to not let him see her break.

“Take…what you need. It won’t kill me….and if..it does? That’s what I have…plenty of…these charms like the one around my neck for. ” She was showing no fear , though as well as he knew her he would pick up on it.

Such an offering from her was rare as it were. She began to tremble , losing her grip on herself. She had fought for so much for him , with him. How could he do this now? Still she stood , her offering clear , no hinderance for the man to take what he wanted from her. Something she knew that no matter how he got it , he would harbor a hatred for her. “I am yours…that makes you mine.” She knew she couldn’t be this strong for much longer. Her blasted heart was interfering. Breaking bit by bit and she knew it. No, this wasn’t an easy choice for anyone involved.

[iuratus-blog]

It was difficult to explain exactly what he wanted; if he took the offer, it would get him to exactly what he wanted, but would it be worth it? Xeoth honestly didn’t know that answer. If anything, it would solve his problems, but there were still feelings for her, and he couldn’t deny them.

Ka’dern was gone — he wasn’t coming back, his Father made sure of that, but still… part of him longed for power; it was what he always wanted. Fel, it fed off life, but it was… in most cases amazing. It was everything he wanted and everything he honestly needed.

A breath in and a breath out; if Ka’dern was here, he would be giving him advice, what to do, but he was alone now. It was silent in his mind, a vacancy he couldn’t fill, and he honestly would do anything to bring it back. Yet, at the same time, he knew what would happen once it was back, and that was…. something he couldn’t deny would be bad.

If anything, he was nullified enough so that he could be free with out the fel — his powers were gone, he could barely even cast a portal spell, and let alone do anything else. It was a hard choice, but one he couldn’t make alone —- he needed her as much as as he needed his Demon.

“You have known me better than anyone, Zari.” He managed to get out lowly, “You know what I have to do.” It was a harsh decision, but one he was doing for everyone…. he couldn’t take the Fel. No, he would have to simply claim it for himself, and on his own terms, “I’m not going to take it…. I just need to find Ka’dern.” 

[zbloodstar]

Zari's wings retracted and hid that she hung her head. She knew what this was, but she knew he couldn't do it alone. She inhaled sharply, lifted her chin and exhaled. Her tiny fists were clenched as nails dug into her skin. Her fel infused blood began to drip as she spoke softly, a mere whisper.

"I do...and i know... If you find him... What that means." she held her breath as once again fel energies radiated about her. Finally , uncaring her own nails broke her flesh and likely not feeling it she turned. Crimson eyes stared, though not coldly. "I.. Will help you.. However i can." she couldn't deny she had feelings for him. Those were all too real as she could hear the sound of glass breaking in her head. The sound almost deafening as she barely held it together. The sound of her heart shattering.

"What...what will..come of us?" she asked softly. Uncertain she wanted to know that answer she shook her head and bolted to her bed. Her safespot, the one place she felt any real comfort since he had gone. Her face burried in the pillows as she tried not to sob, fists no longer bawled, and nails covered in flesh and blood. She needed to compose herself, but she needed him too. She needed to know she still was his, if only for a short amount of time left.

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[zbloodstar]

She , herself was unsure what to say or do. The warlock clutched her robe tightly, thinking of the words to say as his words hit her. Neither could really let go , and she knew she loved him unconditionally. Powerful or powerless mattered not to her, knowing it wasn’t a lie , a sham was all that mattered. Here he was , him , not the half demon , no dread Lord , no father , him telling her it wasn’t.

“I… I don’t… Know what to..” She fell silent again nodding gently. “I know..you never have promised me anything. I don’t expect anything from you either anymore. Ka'dern is gone I thought?” She looked over her shoulder sighing and moving to sit next to him.

Her hand hesitantly yet gently reached for his , resting softly on it. “I never asked for much , for that reason.. you come and go far too much. It’s all I have come to expect. This last time…when you left , I feared the worst, or thought….you moved on..” her last words fell at a whisper.

“If..” She shook her head and looked away. “Nothing is ever simple , Xeoth. I can’t..I can’t just walk away..” her voice shakey at best. “..after everything we have been through. It’s…not something… I .. I can do. I can’t… Be like… Everyone..else.. and turn my back.. on the only man to truly accept me.”

She felt a tear fall , realizing she was loosing her composure and self control. Still looking away she inhaled audibly , lifted her chin and let go of his hand. “As you said….severing.. the bond isn’t easy…I ..I ..am sorry I ..I can’t..do it. Call me weak , but you..are my weakness , Xeoth. You ..somehow…managed to make me fall for you. It’s no secret..I would do anything for you, including sacrifice myself and my powers..” her tone clearly indicated she was hurt at even the thought of losing him. She knew she couldn’t make him stay, yet she couldn’t just leave. “I would give..anything..to you..and for you..you know this…”

[iuratus-blog]

To say the very least, things would be difficult, and he didn’t even know if what he truly wanted was possible. It was a toss up, he could have everything he wanted, but the price? He didn’t exactly want to ever pay it.

As much as he tried, the simplistic fact of the matter was that it was dangerous for him to ever think about moving on. Ka’dern was gone, his powers were gone, and there was no going back to what was.

In truth, he had to make a decision, but he didn’t know if he could. To have what he wanted, meant that he would have to get the damnable demon back, and he knew deep down that would be difficult. 

However, it was quite clear he couldn’t have both, and no matter how bad he wanted everything? He just couldn’t have it. Not now, not a thousand years from now, and not ever. It was either the choice of going down a selfish route or going down one that would actually make someone else happy.

A deep breath escaped his lips as he closed his eyes tightly, he knew what he had to say, but the strength to say it? It wasn’t exactly something he could conjure so easily.

        “I want to be here for you, Zari. I really do, but I need to get what I lost. I can’t be this… powerless.” I hate it, “If there was a way I could have everything, I would take it, but it’s not that easy. I want to be here, I want to have it all, but you know what I need.” 

[zbloodstar]

Zari wasn't sure what to think. She could gift him the fel he needed. She could gift him power close to what he once had. The consequences were steep , but she didn't care. "I...can gift....you power Xeoth. Did you forget what I am?" She looked over her shoulder as her fingers curled into her hands , bawling up small fists before flexing out and emitting a mass of fel to surround her.

The energy emitted from her much stronger than a normal warlock , and much stronger that a traditional felblood. It was as if she once had pure fel forced into her. "If....this is..." She shighed and shook her head , snuffing the fel out and turning to face him.

"Take...whatever it is you want Xeoth." Her now darkened eyes shifted , turning almost a red in color. " you have had....me.. all of me...if you wanted it. I know...that isn't...what you want. You want....the fel which courses my veins." Her gaze was rather intense for once. But she was pulling every last stop to not let him see her break.

"Take...what you need. It won't kill me....and if..it does? That's what I have...plenty of...these charms like the one around my neck for. " She was showing no fear , though as well as he knew her he would pick up on it.

Such an offering from her was rare as it were. She began to tremble , losing her grip on herself. She had fought for so much for him , with him. How could he do this now? Still she stood , her offering clear , no hinderance for the man to take what he wanted from her. Something she knew that no matter how he got it , he would harbor a hatred for her. "I am yours...that makes you mine." She knew she couldn't be this strong for much longer. Her blasted heart was interfering. Breaking bit by bit and she knew it. No, this wasn't an easy choice for anyone involved.

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Viciously destroy the idea that bullying is a normal part of growing up.

[lachesismeg]

This is so hard for me as a parent to deal with, from both sides.

Like it brings up all of my issues, and I so want my kid to not have to deal with bullying.  And I have no idea how to do that.

[star-anise]

I’ll repeat something I’ve said before:

I was doing my Master’s thesis on bullying until the topic triggered me back to my own childhood so badly I dropped out of that degree program.  Let me share something I know.

We haven’t quite found anti-bullying programs that stop bullying once it’s started, but we canreduce the harm bullying does.  Just a few small changes to classroom culture, like limiting children’s opportunities to exclude each other, or spending time talking about respectful communication, has visible changes.  Yeah, there’s still a hierarchy of popularity, but kids at the bottom of the ladder go from having no friends on average to having one or two.  And that’s enough to make or break a childhood.  (Sources: one two three four five)

But here’s the other thing.

There is one major factor that mediates the link between childhood bullying and adult mental illnesses (predominantly depression, anxiety, and eating disorders).  It’s self-blame.

What really damages children isn’t precisely being bullied; it’s believing that they deserve to be bullied. If children don’t blame themselves for being victims, they are much more resilient and experience fewer long-term negative consequences. (Sources: one two three four five)

Society blames children for their victimization by bullies all the time.  It says, “There is something about you that causes people to bully you.“  Common responses to bullied kids are things like: “Don’t give them a reaction.” (They’re bullying you because you get upset.)  “They’re just jealous.” (They’re bullying you because you do well.)  “Let’s teach you some social skills.”  (They’re bullying you because you act weird.)

If we can just change that one thing, we could prevent a lot of damage.  What bullied kids desperately need at the very least is a caring community that says: You are not alone.  It’s not your fault.  What they’re doing is not okay.

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Also extra horrible: if you get counseling for being bullied a lot of the time it is “identifying what rhing about you is causing people to bully you”. In other words, even the “help” you get us often blaming the victim for being bullied and framing is as your fault, even though ime even if you stop doing the thing you get bullied for the bullies won’t acknowledge it. I got bullied over stuff from third grade until I dropped out of school in 10th.

And that’s not even accounting for the fact sometimes bullying is things that end in ism and there is absolutely nothing you can do as you’re being blamed for your own marginalization.

[infiniteglitterfall]

Bullying is emotional abuse. 

There is nothing that can ever make you deserve emotional abuse. 

Telling people, directly or through your actions, that they’re at fault for being abused is, again, emotional abuse. 

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five word prompts

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an-exotic-writer:

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

“really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

“zero fucks given. next please.”

[zbloodstar]

Zari bit her lip unsure herself what to say or do. The one she didn’t want to ever lose , seemed more lost than anything right now. “What if….I could give you power back?” She thought a moment. “Without the influence of a demon..”

A risky thing to ask. She had only done the proceedure once, and that was granting someone with weak abilities and limited power. It wasn’t someone stripped of their powers entirely. But still, she would do and give anything for him. He had to have known this.

After waiting what seemed an eternity , her heartbeat now deafening, as he spoke of them. While it were true he had been gone for quite some time , the warlock never could resist him. Needless to say, she wasn’t sure how to react.

Inhaling sharply, she bit her lip hard. After a moment she leaned in planting a gentle kiss on his lips. “If you want…we can…start over…” Her gaze locked to his as she rose back up. By now she was close enough to see what he had seen before. He knew how she slept, and he knew the likelihood she was bare when he came to visit that night.

She turned and walked towards the window again. Staring out of it as the rest of her sentence finished softly , nearly a mere whisper. “…or..if not..I..I understand. As hard as it to say this, and I am sure even harder..to do…if being…free…of me..this…our bond…” Once more she bit herself back. Struggling to not let him see how much the thought alone hurt. “…I.. Will understand..” Her last words trailing softly as she reached for her robe, preparing herself for the worst. “If this…. Is how it ends…. I have no choice but to accept it. But know , i love you , and I still love you , and probably will for a very long time.” Her voice shaky at best as she struggled to keep herself from coming undone.

[iuratus-archive]

        To say the very least, he didn’t know how to respond, but what exactly could he say about the situation? It was hard for everything to be said, but he had been stripped of everything, and what could he do? There was no way to actually take back what was his.

      “It’s impossible.” He stated bluntly, “Ka’dern is the only way to get them back —- it’s the only way to become what I was before.” He couldn’t accept short cuts, he had some powers, but not what he once was; it was something he couldn’t face, but he knew that he would have to eventfully. 

       “Starting over isn’t needed, but I don’t know if I can be relied upon to be here. I have…. I have a lot of work to do; I have a dread lord to find, information to acquire, and a father to torment.” 

         Xeoth then rubbed at his eyes for a moment, “If you want to know the truth, this connection could be ended, but the problem is simple; I don’t know if I have the power to do it.” 

        “Things are not simple, Zari. I can’t promise anything…. not even being here for you…. I never could.” 

[zbloodstar]

She , herself was unsure what to say or do. The warlock clutched her robe tightly, thinking of the words to say as his words hit her. Neither could really let go , and she knew she loved him unconditionally. Powerful or powerless mattered not to her, knowing it wasn't a lie , a sham was all that mattered. Here he was , him , not the half demon , no dread Lord , no father , him telling her it wasn't.

"I... I don't... Know what to.." She fell silent again nodding gently. "I know..you never have promised me anything. I don't expect anything from you either anymore. Ka'dern is gone I thought?" She looked over her shoulder sighing and moving to sit next to him.

Her hand hesitantly yet gently reached for his , resting softly on it. "I never asked for much , for that reason.. you come and go far too much. It's all I have come to expect. This last time...when you left , I feared the worst, or thought....you moved on.." her last words fell at a whisper.

"If.." She shook her head and looked away. "Nothing is ever simple , Xeoth. I can't..I can't just walk away.." her voice shakey at best. "..after everything we have been through. It's...not something... I .. I can do. I can't... Be like... Everyone..else.. and turn my back.. on the only man to truly accept me."

She felt a tear fall , realizing she was loosing her composure and self control. Still looking away she inhaled audibly , lifted her chin and let go of his hand. "As you said....severing.. the bond isn't easy...I ..I ..am sorry I ..I can't..do it. Call me weak , but you..are my weakness , Xeoth. You ..somehow...managed to make me fall for you. It's no secret..I would do anything for you, including sacrifice myself and my powers.." her tone clearly indicated she was hurt at even the thought of losing him. She knew she couldn't make him stay, yet she couldn't just leave. "I would give..anything..to you..and for you..you know this..."

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[zbloodstar]

Zari stood frozen in place. He was really here. This wasn’t a dream, he had returned. Finally, she found her feet and moved forward slowly. A gentle hand hesitantly reached for him , but then withdrew as she bit her lip.

“Love certainly is.. for idiots, and I am one…” She spoke in nearly a whisper. “I did…fight for you… As much as I could… ” She looked away. “He came… To me.. wishing me to give you up. Said he would find you…” She gazed back to him. “I refused. You told me…when I visited and freed you… From that prison, that..you were safe. I… I had no way… ” Her lip began to quiver as clearly she held back emotions.

Obviously she felt some form of guilt. “Had I… But.. ” She sighed and looked down. Standing before him bare, all she could manage was a whisper. “I … Am sorry…I..failed you..”

The warlock somewhat smiled. “At..least .. you are free.” She folded her arms over the other, lifting her chest as she did so. He was without a Doug who she loved dearly. And she was standing before him , listening , and doing something she wasn’t known for..accepting his reasoning. ,“what… Where.. do we.. Standing? Where… Do we go?” She asked feeling as if her heart was about to thump out of her chest.

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         To say the very least, not even Xeoth knew where they were going to go from there —– he had made so many mistakes. Not to mention that he had been gone for who knows how long.

         He wasn’t the same, at least that is what he told himself —– there was nothing the same about how he was. If this had been before, he would have said something instantly, but for now? He was silent as he folded his arms calmly behind his back.

           However, he still didn’t know what to say or even…. how to go about saying anything. If he had a choice, he would have left with out another word, but it was difficult enough for him to even be here. Yet, he had  to say something, right? That was, in essence, something he had to do…. no matter what.

           “I’m not the same person I was before. With Ka’dern gone? Well, my powers… are stripped.” To say the very least, he wasn’t happy about the situation, but he couldn’t fix it…. not yet at least, “As for….. us.” He ended up trailing off, “I honestly don’t know.” 

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Zari bit her lip unsure herself what to say or do. The one she didn't want to ever lose , seemed more lost than anything right now. "What if....I could give you power back?" She thought a moment. "Without the influence of a demon.."

A risky thing to ask. She had only done the proceedure once, and that was granting someone with weak abilities and limited power. It wasn't someone stripped of their powers entirely. But still, she would do and give anything for him. He had to have known this.

After waiting what seemed an eternity , her heartbeat now deafening, as he spoke of them. While it were true he had been gone for quite some time , the warlock never could resist him. Needless to say, she wasn't sure how to react.

Inhaling sharply, she bit her lip hard. After a moment she leaned in planting a gentle kiss on his lips. "If you want...we can...start over..." Her gaze locked to his as she rose back up. By now she was close enough to see what he had seen before. He knew how she slept, and he knew the likelihood she was bare when he came to visit that night.

She turned and walked towards the window again. Staring out of it as the rest of her sentence finished softly , nearly a mere whisper. "...or..if not..I..I understand. As hard as it to say this, and I am sure even harder..to do...if being...free...of me..this...our bond..." Once more she bit herself back. Struggling to not let him see how much the thought alone hurt. "...I.. Will understand.." Her last words trailing softly as she reached for her robe, preparing herself for the worst. "If this.... Is how it ends.... I have no choice but to accept it. But know , i love you , and I still love you , and probably will for a very long time." Her voice shaky at best as she struggled to keep herself from coming undone.

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Zari startled , shaking her head and laughing at herself. Her words barely a mumble. “Zari you fool, now you are imagining things.” she sighed softly looking back to her bed. The warlock turned around squeeking as she saw him there. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, uncaring that she was not decent for company.

She had obviously taken care of herself , yet clearly hadn’t left the estate in some time. “Xe-” she stopped herself and shook her head. “It can’t be.. I must be going mad or something.” She spoke softly as she stood before him , only her silhouette seen. “You left…and never…sent for me..or returned… No Zari this isn’t real..you miss him, you fell in love like an idiot, Zari and now you are suffering the consequences of such…” She clenched her jaw. “…such….foolishness. This.. this is what it does to people. ” Her heart raced however , knowing he really was there , her body knew it was reality as well, yet clearly her mind didn’t believe it. “Its been so long…” She whispered turning back to the window , arms folded once more across her bare chest and shoulder leaning against the moulding. “Why?” Was all she coherently could manage.

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                 To say the very least, he knew staying away would have been preferable — it was, in essence, what he should have done, but the problem was simple; he wasn’t that good at following orders. 

               Everyone knew this, but he thought he  could see her —- a-bet, it would be one last time, but this was what he wanted, right? She was the one person he cared for, but his attention was always split between her, and another. 

               Not that it mattered, she was the one person he truly had feelings for, but… he also knew that coming back was risky. Not in the idea that it was risky for him specifically, but rather, for him coming back, and not knowing what to say in response to her questions.

                “Love is for idiots, it can make someone who has walls put up, crumble under their wake, but it also gives us something to fight for.” A slight smirk pulled at his lips, “Want to know something? I could have stayed away, but I chose to come back.”

                “Want to know why, Zari? I was left to die by my father on a Legion controlled world and you want to know the funny part? I am free due to it.”

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Zari stood frozen in place. He was really here. This wasn't a dream, he had returned. Finally, she found her feet and moved forward slowly. A gentle hand hesitantly reached for him , but then withdrew as she bit her lip.

"Love certainly is.. for idiots, and I am one..." She spoke in nearly a whisper. "I did...fight for you... As much as I could... " She looked away. "He came... To me.. wishing me to give you up. Said he would find you..." She gazed back to him. "I refused. You told me...when I visited and freed you... From that prison, that..you were safe. I... I had no way... " Her lip began to quiver as clearly she held back emotions.

Obviously she felt some form of guilt. "Had I... But.. " She sighed and looked down. Standing before him bare, all she could manage was a whisper. "I ... Am sorry...I..failed you.."

The warlock somewhat smiled. "At..least .. you are free." She folded her arms over the other, lifting her chest as she did so. He was without a Doug who she loved dearly. And she was standing before him , listening , and doing something she wasn't known for..accepting his reasoning. ,"what... Where.. do we.. Standing? Where... Do we go?" She asked feeling as if her heart was about to thump out of her chest.