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- Derek Landy
- Derek Landy writes the Skulduggery Pleasant series because getting a proper job is so overrated.
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«Oldest ‹Older 1801 – 2000 of 2589 Newer› Newest»For sure, I pride myself on that trait.
-throws glitter bombs again-
*A deadly look comes to his face as shadow spikes impale the bombs at a safe distance*
No glitter.
*His eye twitches a little bit*
None.
-Looks at her dress that has glitter on it-
-raises eyebrow-
Then what do you suppose we do with this?
. . .
No glitter on me.
But then I can't do this...
-tacklehugs, getting him covered in glitter-
I'm excited; I'm turning 18 on Thursday!! :)
Nooooooooo! My pristine edgy darkness!
*rolls her over and pins her to the ground, laughing*
Happy early birthday! If you're an Ameriminion (I can't remember...) you'll join all us fancy legal adults!
Happy Early Birthday, Noelle.
-looks up at Blake and smirks-
Got me, now what?
Yes :) thank you!
I am; I live in DC.
Now...
*leans in close to her, his lips slightly parted*
I'm gonna go clean this stuff off before it gets permanently stuck to my sweatshirt.
*forms shackles around her wrists and hops off to their house*
-glares-
Sweetie...get your ass back here!
*Pokes his head out of the shadow of a nearby tree*
Yes, dear?
Release my wrists, please.
No, you're gonna throw more glitter at me.
Technically I didn't throw glitter at you there, I hugged you and the glitter rubbed off on you.
Yeah but before that you tried to throw glitter bombs at me.
-gives puss in boots eyes to get out of her restraints-
Meow?
*Visibly melts, as do the shackles (in a more literal sense)*
Yay! =^.^=
-cuddles-
Yeah yeah...
*rolls his eyes a little and cuddles her back*
-kisses-
Since you pulled away from me the first time, meanie :P
So uh... still here if anyone else is around.
Hello.
Haha, it's funny cuz I am turning 20 this year :D
(16 on Sunday since we're all discussing birthdays :)
Happy early birthday Noelle x)
Happy early birthday, Sav.
And yeah Frank, I'm turning 20 this year and it's scary :S
Haha yeah I am getting old.
Though I wouldn't say it's scary. I don't really care.
*we're
How am I the oldest person of those who have commented regarding birthdays recently ._.
21 this October.
I would answer that but I know it's rhetorical.
Because people have weird birthdays?
I dunno man. *sighs*
Thank you :))
I'm going clubbing with my SO and some of our friends. I've never gone clubbing before, but I'm really excited ^.^
AND THEN I GET TO SEE ARETHA ON SATURDAY!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOELLE!!!!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎊🎁🎂🎉🎉🎂🎊🎊🎈
Oh yeah happy birthday, it's on thursday, so today right? :D
^.^ Thank you!!
Hehe you're welcome, though just be careful if you're gonna drink alcohol and if it's your first time doing that. I mean I know you're smart but I know someone who's smart and I had to take the alcohol away from her because she had such a bad reaction to it XD Less than a bottle of beer got her drunk and she wanted to keep drinking but she had been so out of it that letting her drink more would have ended really unfortunately. So just be careful is my point :P
Thank you for the concern, but I don't drink (family of alcoholics, I know how it goes, etc.)
Thanks though!
Yeah same here, family of alcoholics :D Except I can control it. Just because I carry some genes doesn't make me them. The ones that did loose to alcohol.
You're welcome :)
how was your bday anyways?
Hope you had a super birthday Noelle!! C:
(Yeah Noelle, hope it was great :))
Huh. Haven't commented here in ages.
Well, I'm alive. My gerbil Coco passed away on Monday....Not sure how I'm handling.
Aww... I'm sorry Zaf... :((
Rip Coco
Aretha is sooo cute ^.^
I'm sorry to hear that Zaf :(
haha well I am glad your birthday was good and that Aretha is cute. I remember you saying something about your mom being a psychologist and known? What's her name? General curiosity as I also study psychology.
Rest In Peace, Coco.
She does transpersonal psychology, and she is finishing up her dissertation at the moment
*leaves cookies for all*
*on a really big plate*
:D
We went skiing and boarding today and it was incredible.. we went at sunset into the night, too, and the sunset over the valley was stunning
Noelle is also very cute, and Aretha would like to extend her thanks to Noelle, and add that she is quite a lovely snowboarder.
I see, that's pretty cool. My mom studied it at uni :D And I'll be doing things similar to that as well.
Yeeey, snowboarding is an gut :P I like watching the sunset and the night sky and such...they're really pretty.
Also happy belated birthday, Noelle.
And thanks for the cookies, Kas.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAV!!!!!! 🎈🎂🎉🎂🎊
(Sorry this is a day late!)
You mean similar to transpersonal psychology? Or just psychology in general.
*:D* Snowboardinggg
(THANK YOU DUGGY 🖤🖤🖤)
Umm well I'd say both. Yeah, definitely both.
*eats some cookies I suppose* thanks
*missed all the birthdays*
I hope you guys had a good time, though.
(Thanks Kas, I did :))
Necessary
Oi?
Hmm it is rather quiet, I'll have to wander here in UK time.
And...Well I did say goodbye to Coco. Except we can't bury him yet due to the ground frozen. So we have him in the freezer. Sounds weird..But I mean....Blizzard happened. Snowball is happy though. Playing and all
Eh, it's always gonna be quiet, Zaf, just a matter of luck if anyone else is on
Day 5 of the flu..
Sorry to hear that. Feel better soon, Noelle
Sup dudes
nothing. Everything's hollow.
Hello
Been a while
Hi. Yes indeed it has. How are you doing?
I'm great thanks
Yourself?
Haha yeah ok. How are you finding uni life and such?
Uni life is stressful but great ^.^ so many nice people and I'm vP of the pagan club now
Haha I am glad to hear that you like it. And damn that's a pretty big position. A lot has happened to me since. I have started knowing who I am finally. Who I am here and who I am there and everywhere.
(Interesting
So who are you really then?
Everything and nothing.
Oh?
Interpret that how you like. After all, your reality me is not my reality me.
What's with this acting all mysterious?
I am vague with sharpened edges. Plus I am feeling poetic.
Right...
so much happening in your life?
Can't tell if there's supposed to be a comma after the so but...hmmm yeah there's quite a lot of things. New things, old things, all kinds. I am either going to study forensic psychology or forensic anthropology at uni.
What unis you looking at?
Liverpool and Chester. Where are you?
I'm down in Portsmouth
oh damn that's a long way.
(It's like three hours from my place
But it's a good uni
Ugh I have to go to the library tomorrow to print my work out
It's so fucking massive
I get lost
WHOS WATCHING SPG LIVESTREAM
Oh hai Mark :3
Goodnight stars
Goodnight air
Goodnight voices everywhere
Madie passed this morning
How do I deal with this
*walks in and waves*
*repairs the sadly neglected benches*.
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a Scotsman...
Lights up on Washington Heights, up at the break of day...
Bangkok, Oriental setting and the city don't know what the city is getting...
Something has changed within me, something is not the same...
I'm stepping out my dear to breathe an atmosphere that simply reeks with class...
Close every door to me, hide all the world from me...
Well, ya got trouble my friends, I say ya got trouble right her in River city...,
*here
DROPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF A FORGOTTEN SPOT IN THE CARRIBEAN
I'M THROUGH WITH PLAYING BY THE RULES OF SOMEONE ELSE'S GAME
BY PROVIDENCE IMPOVERISHED, IN SQUALOR
TOO LATE FOR SECOND GUESSING, TOO LATE TO GO BACK TO SLEEP
Oh.
Niemand ist hier....
you aren't wrong XD
Wishing all the lurkers a good Easter.
ey b0ss gibe me dat 420 plez
:) And a good Easter to you too, Kas.
ay good easter also where's dat stuff? I need my 420 plez
And I find myself here yet again. Just want to know how everyone is doing.
Since you two are here, how are you, Fera and Stardust?
And... has anyone heard from Hope, Sophia, or Jaimie? I... Well, not Jaimie, I guess, I think she's alive. But I haven't heard from Hope for over a month now, and Sophia for almost a year.
(But yes, has anyone also heard from Jai, Gem, **Noelle and Annika and Ieni and Trip and everyone...**?)
hehe butts
Trippp
hi kas i am alright yeah. actually been doing better than the past 5 years so that's good :D kinda getting on track with stuff. ummmmm jai, i talk to her on facebook occasionally, same with gemma. i talk with keiron quite often and he's doing ok too. haven't heard of hope in a while either, but seeing how the situation is over at japan and korea, i hope she is ok. sophia i have zero idea XD
Jai is still alive
Since I know Derek won't post it: Contest for Resurrection.
guessing this just completely died eh ?
I'd say this blog is more of a white walker than a traditional undead
Except I suppose without the unending war on the living part.
[quickly hides large scythe]
War on the living? What war on the living? I'm totally living! Yeah
yas
Thank you for the link, Moss.
Well I mean, most of us aren't participating in an unending war on the living.
Personally my war on the living is a bit lacklustre and tends to stop and start at irregular intervals.
How are you all?
Pretty good. I'm going through my exams, so it's quite stressful, but hey, always look on the bright side eh? You?
Well, the past couple of weeks have been kinda shit, but it's starting to look up again.
Well that's good, I hope that what's been messing with you is gone for good. In the end, it's all relative, eh.
I mean, the situation is all but over but I am very much still damaged by it. I'm working on that though.
I hate existence itself lol
*group hug*
*Crawls in and hugs Moss*
*Then shuffles to Trip and jumps into his arms -knocking them both down because she is heavy- and snuggles*
haha Adra is heavy funny joke
[hugs Noelle]
[hugs Trip too]
*Hits trip*
*laughs more because it's like being hit by a feather*
*hugs Fabi*
Bich
Excuse me
I throw a hard punch, boi
I'll believe that when I feel it :3
Queen I will punch you if I need to
You can try m9 but all I can say is good luck
I'm gonna accept that challenge buddy boy
Oh yeah, buster?
YEAH BOI
Ur toast
I am a toast? *looks around, looking at bread hands* oh yeah!
Aww Kassy thanks for asking for me. Yes i'm doing fine. Jai and Keiron are fine too.
Frank, Jai and Keiron all met down in England yesterday :( Keiron didn't take me with him. Mostly because it would have been awkward as he was staying with his family.
At least I met Frank. He will always be remembered as my favourite birthday gift :P
Also when I first came on I met cassidy in real life at comic con and became friends with her and her friends but since me and Adam broke up no one from that group talks to me :-/ Saw them all at the Fall Out Boy concert that me and Keiron went to in August/September and they all kinda ignored me which was nice of them.
So I've met 2 bloglandians that I didn't previously know! :D
Anyway, how is everyone else? ^.^
*lightly butters toastFera* I worry about the implications of saying I want to eat Fera.
Well, Adra, you know what I say to your challenge?
I'm not really the violent type and I don't really want to fight so maybe we can come to a peaceful solution?
I'm good thanks, glad you had fun :)
Fine. You owe me a cuddle next month, then. And we shall call it square.
*Peers closer at Trip; holds out her hand*
Em and I just played Minecraft for a while
It was a lot of fun :)
It's almost 4 and I haven't slept because I'm reading this terribly written trilogy but I can't sto
I finished it
10000% done with humanity I have no faith
I don't know trip, you can eat me if ya want to :D Kill me !
Haha thank you Gemma though I'd think I make everything one bad party once I turn up :P kinda like the Joker XD
*Slides her blade from the stomach of Eamon Crane, a previous Elder at the English Sanctuary- he was in power in the early 1800s, from a period of 1802 to 1833*
My darling Eamon *She reaches a hand forward, soft fingertips brushing along his ancient and decrepit cheekbone* It's been a long time since we have talked. In fact, the last time I saw you, I was not quite like who I am today, was I?
*The older man stutters as he looks at her* We did what we had... to.
*The woman smiles softly, and kneels down* You imprisoned me for twenty years. I spent a long time looking for you.. And you're lucky you evaded me in the 20s. *Presses the knife back into his stomach, and twists it sparingly- she can feel his intestines snap around the weapon* *The groan that slips from his lips is music to her ears* I'm sorry, Eamon, but this must be done.
*She pushes his body onto a symbol on the ground- she used it once before, in 2015, in an attempt to save someone close to her* *But this time, she is using it to punish the ex-Elder* *His eyes close immediately as his energy and soul are sapped away from the shell of his body, and transported somewhere else*
*Wipes her blade off with a handkerchief, then tucks it away* *Steps over the body as she leaves his office*
*Later that day, Marlene is sitting in an underground bar in New York, drinking a 150 proof vodka and cranberry* *She is watching the ring go on about twenty feet away- two men, slightly inebriated, are swinging punches at each other in a closed-off area* *Both are covered in each other's blood, and are busy beating each other up*
*Marlene watches from the bar area, sipping her potent drink* *Her clear eyes are piercing, watching the fight- the smaller of the two evades a kick and in a few moves, has the larger on his back, unconscious* *There is cheering from around the bar as the smaller man celebrates*
*The cheers continue to go around, and a man- a larger one, with lots of muscles- steps into the ring, looking for someone to go up against* *Marlene takes one last draw from her glass, and drifts over* I'll accept.
*The man- Elias Turner- looks at her, and laughs* I was hoping for more of a challenge than someone of the likes of you. *He could be speaking about the fact that she is a woman, or he could be talking about how she is petite*
Then this ought to be an easy win for you, hmm? *Marlene shrugs off her jacket, and hangs it on the edge of the arena* *She jumps over the cords, into the rink* *She applies a dark lipstick to her lips, before turning back to Elias* Same rules as with the previous fight, Mr. Turner?
*He is still chuckling to himself* Alright. You've got yourself a deal.
*The emcee then calls for the fight to begin with the ring of a bell*
*Before he can move, Marlene ducks in low, darting forward and punches him in his throat, sending him gagging, backwards*
*Elias' eyes grow as he swoops under her right hook, and sends an uppercut to her abdomen* *Marlene has her arms close to herself, and is able to shield herself from the majority of the blow. In return, she moves in close with her fists close to her chin, and jabs high once, then low twice*
*Elias stumbles backwards, but jumps back forward, managing to crunch his fist into her mouth*
*Spitting out blood, Marlene holds her ground, and grabs his outstretched arm, twists, then uses her knee to kick his legs out from under him* *Twists, and flips him over her hip* *With a final push, she slams his face into the ground, grinding his nose against the floor* *Grabbing his hair, she twists, and begins to repeatedly smack his head, over and over and over, until he unconscious*
*Cheers erupt around her, but she ignores that, and pushes his body over onto his back* *Leaning over, she presses her lips to his, before standing up, and backing from the rink*
*Moving quickly, she leaves the bar and, just as the door shuts behind her, she hears screams as the onlookers realize that Elias is dead*
*a man in a long anorak is adjusting a streetsign. He steps back, seemingly pleased as slashing rain hits the seemingly unchanged piece of municipal property. His head whips around, face shielded by the coat's long hood. He runs up to Marlene and hands her a crumpled envelope before dashing away down the street*
*As the man turned to run Mralene was certain that she saw a flash of purple hair as he spun*
*Finding it odd, but Marlene unmistakably knows who the man is* *She stands there for a minute, then opens the envelope, to read what she assumes is a note*
*the man vanishes into the weather*
*The note is scrawled in a frantic handwriting: stand by the sign for three seconds*
*Her eyes narrow* *To herself* I don't have time for this, Trip.
*She will walk to the sign, and crosses her arms*
*After the three seconds have elapsed, it keeps raining.*
...
*Marlene checks the time on her phone- she should leave before any Sanctuary detectives appear* *Turns, and twists a small bracelet on her wrist, activating a symbol* *It begins to charge up, and blue light radiates from the ground beside her as a portal symbol etches itself into the earth*
*The portal forms, and Marlene walks through it- she appears back home, glancing toward her bedroom- where unmistakably, the rest of her family is sleeping* *They can't know that she is here- she has been gone for two weeks, and the last thing she needs is her personal life to get in the way of what she needs to do* *Slips down the hallway, past her red room, and into their weapons closet- there are many beautifully made knives and swords there- of which she takes both of her long swords- but she is more interested in her own personal collection*
*Opens a certain case and brings out her barreled Colt, then her Desert Eagle* *Packs enough bullets into her bag to last her for a while*
*Once she has her weapons, she will quickly check on her son and daughter, who are fast asleep* *Kisses each of their heads, and then steps from their room, shutting the door quietly* *She needs to get out of there before she gets caught*
*Leaves through the portal again, and away to a safe house in the middle of Russia*
No Frank, you did not make it a bad party. You were amazing. Such a star keeping the dance floor alive with my little brother. :)
*There is a knock on the door of the safe house- Marlene doesn't move from her seat, and listens to the door open after being unlocked from the outside* *In steps Leon Paris, his hair black as night, his gaze intense as he stares at Marlene* *He takes off his coat, and takes his time hanging it up on the coatrack, then slips his scarf on the hook* Get me a drink.
*Marlene pauses, then stands up, moving across the room to the sleek and new kitchen, and pours a glass of whiskey for Leon* How was your day of screwing over our people?
*Leon takes the drink from Marlene as she hands it over to him, taking a gulp* You would know a thing or two about that, now wouldn't you? If I recall, it was you who destroyed our planet two years ago. *He looks at the glass of whiskey* I'll have to thank Hydra for stocking this here.
*Marlene, rubbed the wrong way, crosses her arms, teeth gritting* I did what you asked- I killed them. I want to know when I'm being let out of the deal, here. I want to go home.
*Leon looks at her, a scowl etched onto his features; she shifts from foot to foot uncomfortably under his gaze* You're done when I say you are done. *He stands, making a circle around her* And you're done when you've successfully fucked over your life beyond recognition. Just like- *he pauses, his fingers sliding down her neck, and resting at her shoulder* -you did to me.
You son of a bitch. I'm going to- *Twisting, Marlene draws her blade from her coat, and raises it-*
*Her heart stops*
Not... So... Fast. *Leon has, in his hands, a small doll that looks familiar to Marlene* I'm not afraid to use this if I have to. *He lifts his hand, regardless, and splays his fingers in front of Marlene*
*Marlene begins to scream, her legs folding under her as her body feels like it is on fire*
*Leon, after about half an hour of torturing her, becomes bored with her screams, and releases his hold over her; he then places his foot on her chest, keeping her pinned against the floor* I'm going to leave, now. I have your next victim here *He sets a manila folder down on the table* And you're going to do it. And when you're done, you're going to call me. Understand?
*Marlene grits her teeth, refusing to say anything to him* *And then she watches as Leon takes a pin, and begins to slowly poke it through the doll's shoulder*
*White, iron-hot pain shoots through Marlene, and a harsh, feral growl escapes her clenches teeth* Fine.
*With a smile, Leon removes the pin* Good. *He moves back to the door, and puts on his coat, then scarf* *And he leaves*
*The next day, Marlene is in Saudi Arabia, wearing modest clothing to fit in* *She is sitting across the street from the entrance to the Saudi Sanctuary, sitting outside at a small restaurant, and sipping some tea* *Her eyes are trained on the building, like a hawk*
*One of the Elders, Irene Zaire, is walking out with her "non-conspicuous" team of Cleavers* *Marlene has a knife underneath her clothes that has Elder Zaire's name on it, but not today* *Today, she is just learning the routine* *The Elder climbs into her car, and with that, Marlene stands up, leaving money on the table, and walks down the street after the car*
*Unbeknownst to Elder Zaire, there is a tracking device under the car*
*Alastair will be out searching for her* *he will ask Niccolò to search for her name, and scry for her*
*Marlene's connection to Alastair would be hidden, due to a few symbols on the doll* *So too, her name is more or less hidden from any sight* *The best that they could do, perhaps, is see through the scrying glass that she is in the Middle East*
*As the day draws to a close, Marlene returns to the safe house, and the symbols begin to glow- and then the house is more or less off the map* *She watches the small dot that represents Elder Zaire move around in her home* *Marlene sighs, and pours herself a few shots to take* *Getting drunk seems like a nice solution*
*then they will go to the Middle East* *they will try the sanctuaries of different countries, and search for her by smell*
*About ten shots in, Marlene is feeling very brave* *She removes her cellphone, and calls Leon* *Like any kind of pretentious asshole, he makes her wait on the line before picking up* Paris.
*Marlene's voice is slurred* You can do your own dirty work, Leon. I'm done with being your servant. I'm not doing this shit anymore. *A few moments later, the phone hangs up without any word from Leon*
.... Damn.
*Marlene retrieves her knife, and goes back to drinking*
*then they will trace her scent to where the house disappears* *Alastair will look around to see if it may be still there but invisible somehow, and Niccolò will look for traces of magic to see where it went if it has disappeared*
*Then perhaps the one in Riyadh would have a powerful mark on it- and the restaurant that she sat at as well would be especially potent* *They could follow it back down the street, and into the alleyway that she previously had her portal set up in* *The remnants of it are left against the wall, stained like charcoal*
*they will find it, then, and Niccolò will draw a new one over it, to take them to wherever she went*
*Then indeed, they may find the empty space* *It is similar to something used before- and the house moves through multiple dimensions and spatial areas on Earth, constantly shifting*
*Then it will begin to glow- and should Alastair have learned anything from Adra, he should be able to activate the symbol, so that it glows*
*They will be deposited into the house, at the front door* *Marlene is still sitting at the table and, the moment they appear, she turns and runs*
*Alastair will call out for her, and try to get in* *Niccolò will just take Alastair's shoulder and walk them through the door, if they can*
*Marlene moves to the second floor of the house, and grabs her rifle* *Stations herself on the balcony overlooking the main sitting area, and she waits for them to move into the room, to speak* *Her eye is strained down the scope of the rifle* You two need to leave. Now.
*Alastair will look to Niccolò* You can go. *but he isn't leaving* *So Alastair will just try to talk to Adra, while they remain in their places by the door to the room* Adra, darling, please- I'm not going to hurt you. All I want is to help you. ...Where did you go? Why are you here? Let me know what I can do to help you.
*She doesn't move- she is keeping him in the crosshairs* *He needs to leave before Leon gets here* *She doesn't want Leon to hurt Alastair* Please, Alastair, leave. You're going to get yourself hurt otherwise.
*Despite being absolutely tanked, her hands are steady on the weapon*
When have I ever cared about that? I just want you to be safe. Whoever is keeping you here- please, let us take care of each other. Tell me what's happening- I'm sure we can find a way to handle it. I adore you, and I miss you- all I want is to make you safe and happy. Let us help you.
*She takes a breath out, and moves the rifle by a fraction- and with an exhale, the pulls the trigger, shooting just behind Alastair* *The bullet from the gun might graze the hair on the side of his head* I'm fine. I'm here on alchemist business- politics. I don't need help.
If you had wanted to leave, my love, you would have let me know, and we would still have our connection. If you genuinely want to kill me, I will let you. But please, if you don't- please talk to me. Let me help you. Don't try to protect me by keeping me away, if that's what you're doing.
*Her heart is squeezing painfully in her chest- likely from all of the vodka shots she had* *But he has a point* *She decides to give in marginally to his requests* Alastair, I can't. Even though that would make all of this easier- Leon Paris will kill our family and some of my old friends if he discovers that you have been here.
Is he more powerful than anything else we've ever faced? Even if he is- I believe we and our friends can keep our children safe, and I'm sure your old friends too, if you tell us who they are. We can stop or reverse time itself if we need to. And I will not let you face this alone, so long as you don't really want me dead.
*Of course she doesn't want him dead* *Of course not* *But because she is unbalanced, she doesn't feel anything right now* I don't know if he is. But he's killed my people before, and I'll be damned if I let that happen again. *She cocks the gun again* Please. You need to leave. *She's desperate* Listen to me. Please.
Adra, I can't leave you. Give us the names of your friends, so Niccolò can protect them. And if you really want me to go- then tell me what I can do to actually help you that's better than being here. I want to listen to you, but I can't do that if you are going to place your safety before mine, or if you think you can't be helped.
*Her grip on the gun tightens, and wavers* Leon Paris was dictator of Gaia for many years. He ordered an ethnic cleansing initiative of my people. Those who survived- Priya, Eritan, others- are currently held captive by him. He's a special kind of dark alchemist- since we last met, he has studied balanced and unbalanced states, and he has the ability to manipulate that it will. Back in the day, he was known as the Puppeteer, because he knows how to marionette anyone with these voodoo dolls that he has. *Bites her lip* He knows how to steal energy and other alchemical life forces.
*She takes a deep breath* He has a doll for you. And Cara. And Alek. And Niccolo. And Trip. Easily, he can kill you all, and has threatened to do so, if I don't kill people for him.
*Marlene's lip wobbles* I didn't want to become like this again, I swear. I'm so sorry.
Oh, my darling, you have nothing to be sorry for. This isn't your fault. I should never have let him do this to you... *he glances to Niccolò* I know you can't steal his name, but could you, maybe, damage it? Keep it from being able to do magic?
*he thinks it over, and gives a small nod* I could try- Adra, with all you know, you might even be better at it. But I think I could.
*Alastair will look back to Adra, then* Do you think that would work?
*She bites the inside of her cheek* I could certainly try, but I don't know the extent of his power. Any one of us would be incredibly vulnerable whilst performing such an-
*Marlene takes a step back, her words caught in her throat* *Lowers the gun, and she opens her mouth to scream, though no sound comes out*
*Leon steps out from the hallway beside Marlene, and joins her on the balcony* *His stare is icy* So kind of the two of you to join us this evening, but I must say, a house warming party is hardly necessary. *He has one hand pointed towards Marlene, and a gentle blue haze is lifting off of her body and moving into him as he speaks*
*He lifts his other hand, though, motioning for the two of them to keep still* No, I am not killing her, but I will before either of you can even think of teleporting or using magic. So I suggest you stay where you are. Because, you see, I think I'm going to need to clear a few things up with you pair.
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