consign me {NOT} to [DARKNESS] (Crimmy)

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Catherine stared up at Fae, her dark gaze growing even darker, until the whites of her eyes were completely black. The girl smiled, a simple curl of her lips, and black smoke began to snake around the saber's blade.

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae watches in silence, unmoved by this display of power. This girl would never be as powerful as Alistair.. Who she had killed once already....

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Cat reached up and grasped the blade, not even flinching as it sliced into her palm.

Kit's eyes darted over to her, "Cat.." He whispered hoarsely.

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae had with drawn her sword from Kit's neck and slod off him, letting go of both of her blades before standing and watching Cat, her head tilted with vague curiosity...

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Catherine gripped the blade tighter, the blood dripping down her wrist.

Kit scrambled to his knees and over to her, taking her gently by the shoulders, "Catherine, let go."

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae crouches next to her, taking off the helm slowly an setting it in the mud," Cat." She says firmly, leaning foreward and suddenly hugging her

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Cat gasped and her eyes flickered back to normal. She released the saber and sat up, looking disoriented.

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae hugs her for a moment," You're like me..." she murmurs softly

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She looked down at her bloody hand and inhaled softly, "Did I do this to myself?" Cat asked, leaning into her embrace.

[CrimsonMoon]

"... Perhaps," Fae murmurs, standing slowly and pulling Cat up with her, the fox helm seemed to pulse dimly..

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"It hurts," Cat murmured flatly, poking at the wound.

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae gently tugs her hand away," Let me take care of it... But you can't let your emotions activate your curse..." She grimaces slightly," Even if it makes you stronger."

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"My curse?" Catherine looked over at her, her pretty face smudged with dirt. A small bruise was forming on her cheekbone, "What do you mean?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" You're cursed, hon, just like me." Fae says simply

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Kit got to his feet, "Cursed? Cursed how? What are you talking about?"

Catherine just frowned, the wound on her hand stinging, "And how would I have been cursed?"

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae turns her back and shrugs," I dunno, but if you can't remember using any magic or hurting yourself. it's pretty clear..."

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"Our mother always said it was an infliction," Kit gripped his sister's shoulder lightly, "She'd go into these trances. Sometimes they'd last longer than others, but.."

[CrimsonMoon]

" That smoke was black magic... we can ask Ali if he can help you if you want.."

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Cat shrugged, "I don't mind it," she looked down at her hand, "Some wounds here or there, but it's never bothered me as much as it's bothered Kit."

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae crosses her arms and looks at Kit," Then we'll get you checked any way... Promise you won't flip your sh*t when we see ALi?"