I dashed out of my room and down the corridor. I was down a flight of stairs when I stopped in front of a door: I could hear Xassha having a screaming match with no one on the other side. Although the conversation I heard was one sided I could make out the gist of it.
I needed Braxyd: to get him to come I whipped up a small tornado in his room. Sure enough he came running, screaming for my head. But no one could hear him because I sucked all the air out of the space around him. He fell to the floor gasping and clutching his throat. I put a finger to my lips and held it there until he nodded his head. Fire needs oxygen. I let him breathe in heavy, labored breaths.
"What the hell?" he asked through gritted teeth. I quickly explained what was going on and he ran past me and down the stairs. He opened the door but Xassha was gone. He grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the control room where VI usually hung out. I couldn't figure out why he was taking me there.When we arrived Xannah was the only one there. "Where is Maxsodin? Is she awake?"
"Uhhhhhhh..." said a scared looking Xannah.
"Fine! Sit," he told me and pointed at a swivel chair. "Xannah if she tries anything funny zap her with electricity."
I sat slumped down like a beat dog, swiveling back and forth slowly in my chair. Xannah didn't know what to do or say and kept staring at me and opening her mouth as if she was going to say something. On the monitor Braxyd pushed his way into Maxsodin's room. He put both hands on the back of a chair and spoke softly to Maxsodin's unconscious form. His entire body was rigid.
I pulled my knees to my chest and rocked back and forth. Why did no one ever care about me that way? The rest of the organization may have hated me but they were ignorant to my motives. They didn't understand how alone I was because they had each other. I felt awful but even my strongest feelings were things I didn't really feel as much as know that feelings should be there. I mostly felt empty. I wanted so desperately to feel again with a heart and get back to the one person who might accept me the way I, II, III and IV accept each other.
At that moment I became attached to the organization members in a way that one might be attached to characters from their favorite TV show. You want them to be happy even though you're not a part of their lives. Only this way I could affect the results: so what if they hated me for meddling? So maybe I wouldn't play councilor just to make sure the organization was successful... I flew out of the room and Xannah didn't even try to stop me.
I needed Braxyd: to get him to come I whipped up a small tornado in his room. Sure enough he came running, screaming for my head. But no one could hear him because I sucked all the air out of the space around him. He fell to the floor gasping and clutching his throat. I put a finger to my lips and held it there until he nodded his head. Fire needs oxygen. I let him breathe in heavy, labored breaths.
"What the hell?" he asked through gritted teeth. I quickly explained what was going on and he ran past me and down the stairs. He opened the door but Xassha was gone. He grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the control room where VI usually hung out. I couldn't figure out why he was taking me there.When we arrived Xannah was the only one there. "Where is Maxsodin? Is she awake?"
"Uhhhhhhh..." said a scared looking Xannah.
"Fine! Sit," he told me and pointed at a swivel chair. "Xannah if she tries anything funny zap her with electricity."
I sat slumped down like a beat dog, swiveling back and forth slowly in my chair. Xannah didn't know what to do or say and kept staring at me and opening her mouth as if she was going to say something. On the monitor Braxyd pushed his way into Maxsodin's room. He put both hands on the back of a chair and spoke softly to Maxsodin's unconscious form. His entire body was rigid.
I pulled my knees to my chest and rocked back and forth. Why did no one ever care about me that way? The rest of the organization may have hated me but they were ignorant to my motives. They didn't understand how alone I was because they had each other. I felt awful but even my strongest feelings were things I didn't really feel as much as know that feelings should be there. I mostly felt empty. I wanted so desperately to feel again with a heart and get back to the one person who might accept me the way I, II, III and IV accept each other.
At that moment I became attached to the organization members in a way that one might be attached to characters from their favorite TV show. You want them to be happy even though you're not a part of their lives. Only this way I could affect the results: so what if they hated me for meddling? So maybe I wouldn't play councilor just to make sure the organization was successful... I flew out of the room and Xannah didn't even try to stop me.
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