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[Light]

"I'll try," she steps back, shaking her head. She grabs at her hair and pulls slightly as her magical energy dangerously pulses. Out of control--she had always been terrible at keeping the energy in check... and now that she was unstable, it was worse. "I really will. I just won't promise you no one else will die."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Especially not you," Fae murmurs," Maybe you should live with Ali for awhile... He's overseeing another temple being built in Essitir.."

[Light]

"I can't let him see me like this." she whispers, "I-I..."

[CrimsonMoon]

" You've looked worse," She teases gently," Go to him, ok?"

[Light]

She trembles and opens her eyes before disappearing in a heavy blast of gold light. No promises.

[CrimsonMoon]

Fae crosses her arms and sorrowfully approaches her fallen soldiers, murmuring a prayer Alice had taught her

[Light]

Alice tiredly pulls her dress sleeves up her shoulders, a gold thread stitching the torn material back together. Hide the evidence. She pulls up her cheeks and yanks hard on them, trying to get herself to smile. She stops when she's satisfied and quietly walks towards Essetir. She'd never been there before...

[CrimsonMoon]

Time slip?)

[Light]

(shure :3)

[CrimsonMoon]

-TIME . SKIP-

Ali rolls a huge block of black mortar up a ramp, placing it next to the huge walls being built

[Light]

Alice nibbles on a doughnut she had picked up along the way from a stand in the town, watching. Food made her feel a little better. Seeing Ali working and alive was even better.

[CrimsonMoon]

His followers laugh lightly as they work... So much different from the zombies he used to havr with him.. Ali blinks, his red eyes flickering to Alice, he grins

[Light]

The dark shadow in her head flickers--she wouldn't ruin what Ali had here. No, she could bear that burden on her own. So she smiles and waves jubilantly. What had Fae been thinking in telling her to come here?

[CrimsonMoon]

Black wigs rip from his back and in an instant he had tackled hugged her

[Light]

She squeaks surprised from the sudden force knocking her back, "A-li!" She wraps her arms around him. Safe--she felt safe there.

[CrimsonMoon]

Ali nuzzles her neck and grins," Why'd you get red tattoos? You're prettiness is making y eyes hurt too much already," he smirks

[Light]

She blinks rapidly and pats her cheeks. Ah. She forgot about those. "Eh~? I got them yesterday~" Not a lie. "Their okay I guess."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Theyre pretty," He murmurs and grins, picking her up

[Light]

Would he still like them if he knew they came from people she killed, she wondered to herself. Maybe they'd wash away if she scrubbed hard enough. "I can walk," She puffs her cheeks pouting.

[CrimsonMoon]

" No you caaaaan't~" he trills, suddenly plopping down with her and tilting his head," You ok?"