Post by Alora on Jan 2, 2009 13:47:25 GMT -8
Mirri found herself in an empty room.
The principal's office, of course. Where else would there be such dust, such emptiness. an empty room.
The Silver form drifted around the desk, a lick of a finger, an entity of magic upon itself, brushed the wood of the table. Soot. Ash. Flesh.
Something was not right here, Mirri mused to herself in a light manner. I mimic the truth
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A Tiger like figure prowled into the room then, the door clinking shut behind him. He stood tall, lanky in build, but with impressive strength. One could tell simply by the way he walked, his wide jaw, the weight of his foot. "Mirror Mirror, on the wall..." The voice rang husky and unused. deep. A man of little words. What did he want?
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Mirri looked up at him with his own golden flecked eyes. A slightly more feminine jaw and a small smile. Creeping upon her lips showing the canine teeth all along. Carnivore. Color ran to Mirri's body. The silver creature became tan. Red hair jetted through the white.
"I am a mirror... On the wall I mighten't be. What do you want with me?"
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"I want?" A Cackling laugh that would shoot up your back like lightning.
"I want nothing but to right things. Things that shouldn't be. I want there to be an equal... exchange shall we say. Things in the world of Mab seem to be in chaos...... We can change that...."
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"Dreams? The realm of dreams you say is in chaos? What does it matter to me. I do not sleep, I do not dream, why I don't even properly exist. I am magic. I am a Reflection of Life and what it has to offer, how could I~ help you?" Mirri replied with a bit of anger.
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"I want dreams. I want Reality.. If I right the world, it will be mine. It's only fair that if I save the kingdoms, they should be mine. I would after all be their hero... ........................ I need to rule, and I need your abilities. They would be of great aid. Help me or I will destroy the illusion of you here and now."
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Mirri considered for a moment. "You are a tyrant..." She measured carefully, "You are full of anger and are very dissagreable company..."
She paced about the room, "And you are a servant of Mab... you could disillusion me.... It's within your power. Just as you want to disillussion my Creator. Alora?"
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".... Will you help me or not?" Tybe tilted his head to the side and gave a grin of insanity, his golden eyes piercing and prevolent.
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"...Yes. Yes I will. Although, I do feel sorry for the girl. When she dies, so do I you know... and she is actually alive..."
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"Not really you know. She is only Half existing. The reason our once beautiful world of dreams is in chaos now. Our true queen, the source of our imaginative genius, is in a pathetic little girl. I will take it back and rule both worlds, using her dead body as a bridge." He took three solid steps up to Mirri, touching her face which looked so much like his own, "So Mirror.... shall I take your magic? You will only die anyway, you have said so yourself"
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What reason is there to live? Mirri gave a sigh and looked up at the dangerously beautiful man as he touched her face, "Yes. Life, as I have seen it, is meaningless.... Why not blur the line between death and life as you so choose... I am yours, Tyba. My existance is at an end...."
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Tyba's mouth opened, and a flurry of words and images flowed into being. Dissapearance........... Death....... Control............
A Whisp of a silver feather lay on the table of the Pricipal's office. Glittering in the simple light shining through the school's window. Mirri was gone. Tyba stood there, picking up the Feather in his hands... "dear Mirri... You will not regret this in your next life..."
Tyba grinned as he walked out of the office.
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**to be continued soon.***
The principal's office, of course. Where else would there be such dust, such emptiness. an empty room.
The Silver form drifted around the desk, a lick of a finger, an entity of magic upon itself, brushed the wood of the table. Soot. Ash. Flesh.
Something was not right here, Mirri mused to herself in a light manner. I mimic the truth
--------------------
A Tiger like figure prowled into the room then, the door clinking shut behind him. He stood tall, lanky in build, but with impressive strength. One could tell simply by the way he walked, his wide jaw, the weight of his foot. "Mirror Mirror, on the wall..." The voice rang husky and unused. deep. A man of little words. What did he want?
----------------------------------------
Mirri looked up at him with his own golden flecked eyes. A slightly more feminine jaw and a small smile. Creeping upon her lips showing the canine teeth all along. Carnivore. Color ran to Mirri's body. The silver creature became tan. Red hair jetted through the white.
"I am a mirror... On the wall I mighten't be. What do you want with me?"
------------------------------------------
"I want?" A Cackling laugh that would shoot up your back like lightning.
"I want nothing but to right things. Things that shouldn't be. I want there to be an equal... exchange shall we say. Things in the world of Mab seem to be in chaos...... We can change that...."
---------------------------------------
"Dreams? The realm of dreams you say is in chaos? What does it matter to me. I do not sleep, I do not dream, why I don't even properly exist. I am magic. I am a Reflection of Life and what it has to offer, how could I~ help you?" Mirri replied with a bit of anger.
__________________________
"I want dreams. I want Reality.. If I right the world, it will be mine. It's only fair that if I save the kingdoms, they should be mine. I would after all be their hero... ........................ I need to rule, and I need your abilities. They would be of great aid. Help me or I will destroy the illusion of you here and now."
__------------------------------------
Mirri considered for a moment. "You are a tyrant..." She measured carefully, "You are full of anger and are very dissagreable company..."
She paced about the room, "And you are a servant of Mab... you could disillusion me.... It's within your power. Just as you want to disillussion my Creator. Alora?"
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".... Will you help me or not?" Tybe tilted his head to the side and gave a grin of insanity, his golden eyes piercing and prevolent.
________________________________
"...Yes. Yes I will. Although, I do feel sorry for the girl. When she dies, so do I you know... and she is actually alive..."
__________________________
"Not really you know. She is only Half existing. The reason our once beautiful world of dreams is in chaos now. Our true queen, the source of our imaginative genius, is in a pathetic little girl. I will take it back and rule both worlds, using her dead body as a bridge." He took three solid steps up to Mirri, touching her face which looked so much like his own, "So Mirror.... shall I take your magic? You will only die anyway, you have said so yourself"
----------------------------------------
What reason is there to live? Mirri gave a sigh and looked up at the dangerously beautiful man as he touched her face, "Yes. Life, as I have seen it, is meaningless.... Why not blur the line between death and life as you so choose... I am yours, Tyba. My existance is at an end...."
____________________________
Tyba's mouth opened, and a flurry of words and images flowed into being. Dissapearance........... Death....... Control............
A Whisp of a silver feather lay on the table of the Pricipal's office. Glittering in the simple light shining through the school's window. Mirri was gone. Tyba stood there, picking up the Feather in his hands... "dear Mirri... You will not regret this in your next life..."
Tyba grinned as he walked out of the office.
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**to be continued soon.***