Location: Geiseric's cell
Objective: Save Geiseric.
Equipment:
Sverð Fyrstr (weapons) |
Skrúð Engill Fyrstr (armour) ||
Empyrean gland |
OPBC-01m
Writing With::
Geiseric
[ Dawn ]
<"High Nelvaanian"> | ~ telepathic communication ~ | << comm. channel >>
As she healed, she could see and feel perfectly what the man wanted to say when he saw how much energy the process was costing. But Eina really wouldn’t have stopped, she had a greater protective personality than to do this. She was indeed powerful, but now she even needed some time to get better. Minutes to open a rift, hours or days to be perfectly fine and regain all her strength.
"You don't owe a gratitude to me!" she wanted to say it, but it was then that she heard the voice of the Sith Lord. She didn't really notice when it happened that the man held her close to him. For a few moments she was more embarrassed by the situation than by the sound of the Sith. Finally, she looked at the man exhausted. Eina knew it was only a matter of time before someone would recognize her based on her Force Signature, but that now came uncomfortably. Ashlan Crusade knew about it, told them it was never a secret, but Lord Geiseric was not there then. He didn't know yet.
There was pain in her exhausted gaze as the man let her go and almost looked at her accusingly. Did that really matter? The man demanded an answer, the woman tried to speak, but no sound came out of her throat. She felt ashamed, though she had no sin.
"It is true in a broader sense …" she said hoarsely, looking pleadingly at Geiseric.
She tried to get up, failing at first because she didn't have the strength to do so, and on the second try, the man pushed her against the wall with a telekinetic push, causing the bed to tip over and fall on Eina. If Geiseric wanted to move, the Sith Lord would try to stop him with a Force choke.
"So they don't know, it's interesting! Yes it's true… and it is perhaps even tighter than if it were blood-bound. This is spiritual. She was formed by the forces released from two souls. At the moment of her birth, she had consciousness, inherited knowledge and personality traits from the original ones. Let's play a little, maybe we'll learn a bit about who you inherited more from." he said sarcastically.
The Valkyrja tried to stand up again, but now the man trampled on her back between her wings and pressed Eina to the ground. That’s when he really started choking Geiseric.
"Enough! Leave him alone! Let him go!" she exclaimed desperately.
"Overprotective! Give me the swords and I won't break his neck. If you try anything, your crusader will die." the woman reached for her belt still lying on the ground, the man pulled it off from her with the telekinesis, then looked at the crusader and he let him go.
"She was born half of the soul of a Sith Lord… give justice to Ashla, kill her and I will release you. Destroy the abomination!"
With that, he stepped off Eina's back, stepped back, and pointed with his hand at her. Eina looked into the Geiseric's eyes for another moment; her gaze betrayed that Ashlan Crusade knew who and what she was, in the end she smiled sadly, her lips silently forming the words "do it", and in the end she looked at the ground again as she knelt on the ground; accepted her fate…