Learning ro walk. Learning to run.   Posted by GM.Group: 0
GM
 GM, 400 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 03:04
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Thomas smiled, his teeth somewhat stained from his habit Different strokes for different folks
Azailah
 player, 423 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 03:13
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Azailah made a mocking disgusted face. She took another puff from the cigar.

"Wheres Harley? She hasnt come to say hello."
GM
 GM, 401 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 03:29
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Somewhere out in the woods. Doing her whole scout sniper thing. Shes....exceptionally good.
Azailah
 player, 424 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 03:44
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
"Hah. Yeah, she's not smart linked either. It's all skill. She could have been at the top if she wanted, but she stayed for the Sergeant. I don't really get it but whatever."

Azailah put down the cigar and went back to the wine.

"I worked Recon with her. Provided support and watched her back. I don't think anyone ever really took me seriously though. Just saw me as a princess."

Azailahs face tightened and she scowled at no one in particular. She finished her second glass and went for the third.
GM
 GM, 402 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 15:29
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
"Well don't drink too much princess. And be sure to get some sleep. Thomas laughed and walked off towards his room.
Azailah
 player, 425 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 15:42
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Azailah eyed Thomas as he walked off. She then looked at the drink in her hand. She again downed the glass. She stood, swaying slightly, pondering on all that was happening to her lately.

Perhaps she had been babied. Perhaps she had leaned on her wealth and status for too long. She thought to the exhilaration of doing something as simple as driving a car. She eyed the wine room, her father's pride...

She walked up the stairs and made her way into her room. She locked the door behind her and went into her bathroom suite. She turned on the faucet to the tub, steam quickly filling the white marbled room.

It was only then, with the alchohal to break through her walls and the pounding water there to deafen the room, that she collapsed in a crumbled heap on the floor and cried. Her body shuddered as hot tears finally streamed down her cheeks.

Her father was her world and now her world was empty. Words echoed in her head, "you let the vice president get killed" "what doesn't break you makes you stronger" "act like you fit in princess" "hello darling".

The mirrors fogged over and the air became sweaty from the heat coming from the steaming water. Azailah lay broken on the floor, slowing pounding her fist mumbling over and over. "Daddy....Im so sorry....so sorry..."
GM
 GM, 403 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 15:51
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
When Azailah finally looked up she saw that the fog had revealed something on the mirror.  Looking closer she sees that a long stream of numbers had appeared "6193629A-59302M"
Azailah
 player, 426 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 15:59
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Azailah shook her head and looked again. "Father?" She naively asked. Then shut her eyes tight, angry at herself for giving into her emotions. She turned off the water before grabbing her commlink and inputting the numbers. She then went up to the mirror, her reflection blurry and distorted.

She will assense to see if anything strange is with the numbers.
GM
 GM, 404 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 16:12
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
The numbers didn't look unusual astrally. It looked like someone wrote the numbers as an attempt to sneak away information to someone
Azailah
 player, 427 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 17:09
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Azailah pondered. It's either a serial number or a password of some sort. Strange either way. Then the thought struck her of who to ask.

She stumbled out the room, grasping her commlink. She got to the door and after a few attempts, unlocked it.

Noisily she ran down the stairs calling out, "Theyon! Theyoooon!!!!"
GM
 GM, 405 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 17:16
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Theyon and Thomas came rushing into the room in seconds. Each wad holding an assault rifle at the ready.

"What!? Theyon shouted as he automatically began clearing the room
Azailah
 player, 428 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 17:33
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Theyon!!! she shouted again as she approached him. Her face was sticky from the steam, a barely noticeable trace on her cheeks noted her earlier emotion. A  heavy blush marked her cheeks as well. As she got to Theyon he could smell the fermented juice she had ingested.

"Theyon, what does this look like to you!?" her tone was frantic and she thrusted her commlink in his face with the screen on the numbers she had copied down.
GM
 GM, 406 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 18:09
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Theyon was obviously taken aback but soon started studying the numbe. "Maybe a file location for a network? Why?"
Azailah
 player, 429 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 18:17
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Azailah looked at the commlink and then back at Theyon. "What does that mean!? What do i do with these numbers?" She began walking off towards her father's study and his private computer there. She didn't wait for an answer, expecting Theyon to follow.
GM
 GM, 407 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 18:20
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
"What do you do with them? You don't do anything really.  That's the number to retrieve a specific file" They was indeed keeping stride beside her.
Azailah
 player, 430 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 18:27
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
When the got to the study it was a marvelous mix of old and new. Modern and traditional. There were modern, sleek tables coupled with old wooden bookcases. There weren't many books, many were just decoration to look like books, but it all gave a comforting feel. At one end of the room was a massive wooden desk with an equally large chair and a computer.

Azailah pushed Theyon towards it. "This is the only computer of his I know of. Put the numbers in. Do the thing. "
GM
 GM, 408 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 21:07
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Theyon walked down the room after handing his rifle to Thomas. He sat down behind the computer and started typing. After several quiet minutes he looked up apologetically at Azailah, "Do you know the password?"
Azailah
 player, 431 posts
Thu 28 Dec 2017
at 21:46
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Azailah pondered. "Try Princess, or Azailah Rose."
GM
 GM, 409 posts
Fri 29 Dec 2017
at 02:23
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
The first password didn't work, but the second one did. "I don't know what kind of security he has on here but if I didn't know the password i would've never got in."

 after a half minute of typing Theyon started reading something on the screen, "I got the file. I don't know what it is some type of....financial data?"

 Theyon spin the monitor around to show page after page of numbers.
Azailah
 player, 432 posts
Fri 29 Dec 2017
at 03:19
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Azailah stared at the screen. "Your father was funding an anti corporation group."

She blinked a few times, the numbers all blurred together in front of her. She stood up. "...okay. I want a copy. Have it for me in the morning. I'm going to bed."
GM
 GM, 410 posts
Fri 29 Dec 2017
at 03:26
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
Remember the voice was a purr.

She was in an alley. A homeless man sat in a corner feeding his last nite of food to a torn up old Tom cat. The cat was !missing an ear and when it looked at Azailah one of its eyes were milky.

Remember

The cat came up to Azailah and let out a hiss.

Colors. She was surrounded by colors. They slipped and moved around her. Engulfing her. She looked at her arm to realize she hadn't been engulfed. The colors had been there all along.

The colors were auras.

Remember
Azailah
 player, 433 posts
Fri 29 Dec 2017
at 19:52
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
"What? Remember what!?"

Azailah's physical body stirred in her plush king sized bed. The silken sheets shifted away from her body. Back in her dream however she walked towards the Tom cat who was now slinking away into the shadows of the alley. She looked at the auras trying to read them, but it was too chaotic. Instead she focused on the cat in the shadows. One eye glowing yellow, the other that milky white.

"Remeber what? My powers?" she asked again, this time in a whisper. The eyes closed. She heard a scrapping sound coming from the darkness. Scritch scritch. Suddenly the shadows exploded with shapes running towards her. Mice scurried quickly across the floor and over her feet. Soon she was engulfed. She heard herself scream but was unable to move. In panic she shut her eyes tight as she felt the tiny paws clamber over her and the tiny claws all scrap her skin. She immediately felt heavy, the weight of the rodents bringing her body down to the ground. She felt as if she was being pushed down but also as if her feet were not on the ground at all.

Azailah thrashed in the bed. A subtle knock which grew in intensity came to her door. "Miss Montague? Are you alright?"

Finally not being unable to stand the darkness anymore Azailah opened her eyes. The darkness dissipated immediately, the mice all vanishing away as if blown like dust. She looked to find herself in a white room. In the middle stood her Magic's instructor from Horizon.
GM
 GM, 411 posts
Fri 29 Dec 2017
at 19:57
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
"Every living creature has its own individual aura. When you see an aura for the first time remember it. It could always come back."
Azailah
 player, 434 posts
Fri 29 Dec 2017
at 20:52
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
As Azailah tried to focus on the aura of her instructor, the room suddenly became filled with people. There was Mickey with his green aura with fluttering red bird dancing out in bursts. Her lawyer with his static grey and yellow like lighting. Thomas with storm clouds swirling around a bright central yellow core. The men from the hardware store, both manager and teller, the waitress at the diner, Sable, Steven, Harley, Theyon... The room expanded to accommodate all the people. The air filled with color all combining and swirling.

Azailah tried to focus past them, to see her instructor, but there was too much chaos. He was a blur in the back of the room. Then, the colors all faded to blacks and greys, and the people as well.
All but one. A man in a white suit appeared from the middle of the room. He cut through the throng and approached the front of the room, the people splitting as if he was walking through water.

His aura was a deep green, like the shade of trees on a bright spring day. He smelled like spring as well, specifically flowers on the breeze. His eyes, matching in the brilliant color pierced through the dulled auras and straight into Azailah's soul. He kept walking smoothly through the room until finally he approached her.

"No" Azailah breathed out, turning violently in the bed. "Azailah?" The knocks had turned to bangs on the bedroom door.

Azailah was sitting at a desk. She was a fourteen year old girl with long black hair tumbling down her shoulders. Her brown eyes were focused on the school instructor before her. He had handsome green eyes, smooth dark hair, and a brilliant white suit. She lost focus on his lecture and instead focused on his green leafy aura. Her attention was only brought back when she heard him laughing.
Azailah
 player, 435 posts
Sat 30 Dec 2017
at 00:23
Learning ro walk. Learning to run.
"No!" Azailah yelled louder, her head tossing back and forth.

I'm going through the window! Harley was at the large bay window and picked the latch. She ran into the room, Thomas still banging on the door. She had her SMG out and cleared the room before running to the door and unlocking it. "It's all clear. I think she's dreaming..." Thomas ran in, followed by Theyon. They checked the room as well before turning their attention to Azailah.

"Your father told me to keep an eye on you little Miss Montague." The handsome tutor walked towards the desk and casually leaned against it. "You have been seeing auras lately haven't you?" Young Azailah nodded. The man laughed, "Well well. That means you are either a budding Mage or adept huh? Either way, i'm sure you will be fantastic. I mean you are already so smart for your age, not to mention...beautiful." He smiled down at her. A smile that would make a grown woman blush. Young, naive, Azailah did just that. She felt her cheeks get warm and her heart pitter in her chest.

He slowly moved his hand closer to hers. "Have you ever had a crush on someone, Azailah?" She grew hot. There was an unwritten rule about keeping your distance from the Vice President's daughter. His proximity mixed with informal use of her name intrigued the young child, more than angered.

"I think it's time to move on to a new lesson Azailah...before you grow up too much." The tutor suddenly swept beside her and grabbed her by the shoulders. He gently moved her hair aside, "I love when you have your hair down..." He leaned in and kissed her roughly then leaned back and smiled a wicked pristine smile.

"You monster! Let me go! Father! HELP!"

"This is more than a dream! Wake her up!"
Harley climbed unto the bed and began to shake Azailahs shoulders. "Wake up Princess. Rise and shine! I said wake up!" Harley was not gentle but none of her actions changed Azailahs state. Harley stopped and held her fingers gently on Azailahs wrist, before placing her head upon Azailahs chest.

"Her pulse is so slow..."
"What does that mean?"
"I don't know...i think she is trapped between this place and the astral or something."
"It sounds more like memories than a dream to me..."

His hands were all over her, trying to grab her shirt or anything. One hand was on her mouth to stop her from screaming. Azailah fought hard against him. She hit, and kicked. She tried to bite his hand but she was not strong enough. He forced her on her back upon the table. As his free hand slid down her she felt a buzzing within her. Her entire body felt hot. She screamed out and pushed him with all her might.

A shockwave reverberated through the room. The tutor was standing crooked against the wall. He held his chest and looked with wide eyes at Azailah who was still on the table. Azailah herself looked bewildered at her own hands. She had cast magic...

She slid off the table, her cheeks hot with tears, and looked at the man who had attacked her. She felt an increase in the energy within her. She felt rage but also a newfound confidence. She didn't have to be afraid. She had found a different source of strength within herself. She could protect herself.

Her eyes shifted to the corner of the room where a spirit form of a siamese cat sat upright, tail twitching slightly. It seemed to be studying her. Its head tilted ever so slightly towards the tutor, as if to indicate what her next move should be. She nodded, and breathing deeply she focused this new energy she felt until it built up. She yelled out.

"AHHH" Azailah screamed out as her body arched on the bed. Her chest rose up, her arms flat, and her mouth wide open in a horrific yell. Tears fell down her cheeks and unto the bed.

She charged the man and grasped his face. She continued to yell and soon the man's own screams outgrow her own in intensity. The man's skin bubbled under her hands. A redness spread all throughout, his eyes bloodshot before crying actual blood. His body convulsed and lesions appeared all over him. Wounds began appearing and opening, oozing blood and puss. His screams were eventually silenced by blood that drowned out the sound. His body crumbled to the floor and with one last convulsion, lay silent.

Azailah stared at the body, awed by the power she had just exerted. She was a mage. The door to the room opened. There stood her magic instructor, whose aura filled the room.


Azailah's body fell upon the bed. There was a long silence between all in the room. Slowly Azailahs eyes opened and she pushed herself up to a seated position. Her cheeks were wet and her throat hurt. She looked at the worried faces before turning her attention to Harley.

"I know who did it."