[20:01] Pain of loss remains something he's familiar with, though at the same time; he's still rather dull regarding it all. Features remain blank, head tilted over to the side with no words escaping him, still.

"...you weren't alone. You stuck to anger and everything that's bad-- and refused help from anyone who tried to shift you in a different direction. It was pointless to begin with. You didn't even try to spiritmance him or so-- you didn't approach me regarding any other possibility. This was your decision-- and one you wouldn't have regretted if you weren't caught in this moment."

There's another, slower pause, eyes narrowed even further before he continues.

"Elaborate. He was blown to ashes... just how did he get necromanced? I want details, Mackenzie. What kind of potion, what process. Every single bit of intel; if you want to live."

With that, he'd tilt his head downward, keeping the azure hues focused onto the lavender ones, yet devoid of any actual sympathy.
(Elyon Hirai)
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[20:07] Miyo's left hand juts out from below her Sapphire dress, aiming to grip Elyon's clothes lightly as he advances towards the blood magi. She could sympathize with losses.

After all. Ichtaca's was recent.

But with the Kitusne's once endeavor to meet this one before them having come to obvious fail, she couldn't help but stare, without words, as their conversation continues to ensue and progress.

Those gold tinged eyes of Miyo's don't waver from Mackenzie's, but the Luminate's effort to somewhat hold Elyon back from further advancement towards her could be noted with tugging at his clothes before gripping his arm and giving it a light squeeze. It was an indication for the Chieftain to know she was still there, and he knew why.
(Miyo Yuumi)
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[20:18] In her mind Elyon was wrong. She was alone. The way she felt was like she was just living day to day in a blurr, only making the decisions that would keep her alive and kickin'. Though when Seishi was thrown into the mix, he was a part of her. Her focus had been bringing him back alive, not as a mere spirit....

"You...Are wrong." She said simply, bringing her purple hues up to his face. She squinted through the tears that fell from her eyes. Her fists clenched at her sides. "I was alone, and it wasn't just anger. It was complete, and utter lonliness that ached me..." She paused, narrowing her eyes further. " I did regret it. As soon as I handed those potions over and he started the process of bringing Seishi back to me, I regretted it. I knew in my soul it's not what he would have wanted, I felt the GUILT heavy then....But what would I do?..Come back here, talk to you about it? HA..." She just shook her head.

"You've changed. You would have killed me if I came to you, even if I regretted it." The words were harsh, but she gave it to him straight. Honest, like he wanted.

Though to answer his second question,...She hesitates.

"Sors explained to me that bones do not burn. I went into the fields where he was burned, and managed to find his skull. Funny, there were people standing around while I looked for it...How trustworthy are your people of Gehenna, Elyon…" She would say boldly, though it was truth. She stood not ten feet from well known people of Gehenna, yet...They didn't say anything about a weird womanlooking for bones in his field? Hm.

"He was able to bring him back with just his skull..." She sighed, calming the vile that rose in her throat. "I...Made the most rare of potions...A potion of luck..." She said slowly, though she seemed embarrassed to do so. Regretful. She had betrayed Gehenna further....Aiding Sors in such a way as potions...

Her eyes flickered up to Elyon's face.

"Malady was not involved in any of this, please let my daughter go. This was all my doing...She shouldn't die because of me..." She spit the words out, remembering her daughter had been put into a cell...

"As for wanting to live, I don't. I should have just....Taken my own life when Seishi died...I will never be the same now."

She was giving up. Complete and utter defeat in this life.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[20:28] Aria OH MY GOD IM SORRY
(Aria)
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[20:30] Floating along, the creature finds itself in a familiar location. Near the same chambers, that she'd transplanted something special into EiraVunde. While she hadn't received an official report on the matter just yet, she'd heard the whispers...

..and the conversation with the boy just outside the chambers, she's implored to indulge on certain curiosities.

Curiosities that are indulged, the moment Elyon speaks. Without a word, the creature forms a thin smile across it's countenance, the mentions of necromancy implied a vast number of things.

Implied that she worked with the enemy.

It cants it's head to the side, while listening to the Oshikawa speak. All of it's attention averted to this woman in the moment. Eagerly watching, waiting, observing.

"..she is correct about one thing. Trusting people isn't easy..."

Words, thoughts, rather, are transferred into the mind of Elyon, watching his reaction with a single smile. Communicating to him, without bothering to move her lips.

'I'm sure you're wise enough to know this, but it's doubtful that those she claimed were nearby...thought anything ill of a woman grabbing her husbands remains. It's only natural, for most, to wish for a proper burial of those they adore.'

With nothing left to say, she floats along to the corner of the room, awaiting her verdict. That is, why Narissa is here after all.

To fix, or clean up the messes.
(Narissa)
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[20:32] Tillion says, "Elyon. If you could come outside. Quickly."
[20:32] Tillion says, "Very time sensitive matter."
[20:32] Miyo Yuumi whispers something.
[20:43] "...talk to me about spiritmancing him, potentially asking Calael to revive him so, and we could've done it, but-- you opted for necromancy. Don't even pretend that you couldn't approach me..."

It's spoken ever so blankly, and though yet another step is briefly taken forward, he'd come to a halt once the Kitsune's grasp finds his arm there. A slower, softer breath is allowed to drift past, and he'd offer a brief glance in Miyo's direction, before finding Mackenzie yet once again.

"Again, as Narissa said-- it's not that my people are trustworthy, it's just that they're considerate enough to let a widow gather her husband's remains, but..."

As long as skull was retrieved, and a luck's potion involved... he could see how the Ultovex managed it so.

"...we're confiscating your belongings-- weapons or anything of sort. After that-"

Coming to a brief halt, he'd turn towards the former Atlan beside him.

"-you can do whatever you want. I'll leave her up-to you, if that's okay?"


(Elyon Hirai)
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[20:46] Mackenzie Oshikawa asks, "Will I get them back or am I being killed?"
[20:48] Elyon Hirai says, "Depends on Narissa."
[20:48] Mackenzie Oshikawa says, "Aside from that---Whatever you think is true, Elyon."
[20:48] Mackenzie Oshikawa says, "There are definately traitors among you, however. Know that much, but you will see sooner or later I suppose."
[20:53] The trial's conclusion was ideal, however it ended with Mackenzie after being stripped of her belongings and handed off to Narissa, the other voice. Fair in all regards.

Explanations are given by the accused and guilty, procured by Elyon. Once he turned towards Miyo a light smile of admiration is given to soothe negativities he feels.

Even Narissa is given a brief glance to at their explanation. Mackenzie had betrayed the loyalty of Gehenna, and thus she reidrects her attention towards the Blood Magi.

"It's a fair trial you are being given, Mackenize. With a fair judgement for wrong-doings." The light grasp on Elyon's jacket loosens as fleshy and metallic digits interlock before her person. She steps forward towards the guilty party.

"And it's better than death." If this were Miyo making the judgement, she'd have opted to call in the Undead Seishi, captured alive, to have him reslain by the one before her asgolden eyes scrutinize her beaten and tattered form.

"But if you know of those here that are supposedly traitors, names and all, it would be wise to inform us."
(Miyo Yuumi)
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[20:55] Mackenzie Oshikawa says, "I'd rather have death."
[20:55] Mackenzie Oshikawa says, "I don't deserve to live."
[20:56] Miyo Yuumi says, "I believe everyone deserves a second chance through fair judgement."
[20:56] Miyo Yuumi says, "And you are being given yours."
[20:56] Elyon Hirai asks, "What is it, Tillion?"
[20:57] Tillion says, "You have a guest. Eshmun advises you see to them. Soon."
[20:57] Mackenzie's hues flicker to Tillion, a hard stare.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[20:57] Elyon gestures the hooded one over.
(Elyon Hirai)
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[20:57] Elyon Hirai says, "Come here."
[20:57] Elyon Hirai says, "Closer."
[20:57] Mackenzie Oshikawa says, "Well, him for instance."
[20:58] Tillion glances over to Mackenzie. Before walking to Elyon.
(Tillion)
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[20:59] Elyon Hirai whispers: Do you know their name?
[20:59] Mackenzie almost seems amused as she shakes her head.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[20:59] Elyon Hirai whispers: The guest?
[20:59] Tillion says, "Oh yes. But I was told not to speak it aloud."
[20:59] Tillion says, "Please, I insist."
[20:59] Elyon Hirai says, "Follow, a moment."
[21:00] Elyon Hirai whispers something.
[21:00] Elyon Hirai whispers something.
[21:00] Tillion whispers something.
[21:00] Elyon Hirai says, "..."
[21:00] Tillion asks, "Now shall I take you to them?"
[21:00] Elyon Hirai says, "Wait outside, I'll be there."
[21:00] Miyo Yuumi whispers something.
[21:01] Mackenzie looks toward the group curiously.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[21:01] Miyo Yuumi whispers something.
[21:01] Elyon Hirai whispers something.
[21:01] Miyo Yuumi whispers something.
[21:02] Soon as the order for confiscation is made, there is a sudden pull on the coins, and staff within the prisoners hand. Refusing to turn down an opportunity, should it arise. "...Very well, Chieftain."

When Mackenzie asks of her fate, the creature simply smiles, glowing eyes now cast upon her. "Whether or not, you live or die, depends on whether or not...you comply."

Momentarilly, her gaze shifts to Miyo, drinking in the woman's words. Callously nodding along.

"..ah, ah." Lithe fingers flex and curl, taking not of the accusation made towards Tillion, before her attention is entirely focused on Mackenzie.

"...are you sure, it's death you want? There are many options, many, many options. I cannot be gentle with a traitor, no-no, but you donot have to be executed."

As for what she had in mind? It isn't quite stated as of yet.
(Narissa)
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[21:02] Narissa whispers: Does she have a collar?
[21:02] Narissa whispers: A remote, to said collar?
[21:04] Elyon spares a brief, slow glance towards the Oshikawa, before he'd allow it to drift back in Narissa's direction-- passing her the remote, while doing so.
(Elyon Hirai)
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[21:04] Elyon Hirai whispers: Seishi apparently turned himself in.
[21:04] Elyon Hirai whispers: I'll go handle that, you can question Mackenzie and do whatever until, uh... things are cleared. Don't kill her, though, I guess.
[21:05] {ITEM} Traded item with Elyon Hirai: Anti-Magic Remote
[21:06] Narissa whispers: Ah, ah. Killing her would be the easy way out. I intend to /fix/ her, or try, at least.
[21:06] Narissa whispers: Best of luck!
[21:06] Elyon Hirai whispers: That'd be better. I'll see you in a bit, then.
[21:11] The coins and staff are taken from the Oshikawa, and all she does is sit there after handing them over. Her expression dull, though she would shrug. Purple hues flickering up toward Narissa, and for a moment there is slight curiosity in the gaze.

"Guess it wouldn't hurt to see to those other options, though I can't promise I won't change my mind later." She said with a shrug, itching the back of her head.

She generally acknowledges the group as a whole all the while.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[21:12] {Item} Picked up a bag of 10000 dropped by Mackenzie Oshikawa.
[21:12] {Item} You picked up Vitae. Dropped by Elyon Hirai. .
[21:29] The coins float into her pocket. One hand grabs the weapon, while the other catches the remote. For a few long seconds, she stares on in silence, musing over the details of her crime. Considering her claims, and Elyon's orders. That staff is gentle pushed away, to rest in a corner, while the remote is casually stuffed inside her pocket.

Narissa smiles.

"...crimes are meant to be punished. Turning to the cretin, who harbors Oathbreaker...for his ability to raise the dead. Betraying the tribes, working with the very people that are responsible for Keitaro's death...

...and Caira's capture."

The later of which, force that smile of hers to wave, raising her hand to curl those lithe fingers. "...ah..traitors. This will be the first time I've properly punished one."

That hand of hers morphs into an inky substance, each finger appearing to be onyx and ichorous. One could hear it sizzling as her arm is raised, point that very hand at Mackenzie. "This is going to sting."

All five fingers grow and lurch forth, aiming to grab hold of the Oshikawa's left hand. Should they make contact, their very touch would elicit a light stinging sensation. As if they were made of some sort of acidic substance.

(Narissa)
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[21:36] Mackenzie did not fight any part of the creatures advances. She had not the energy, or will. The pain of whatever she was going to endure, would be well deserved. She knew this. So as Narissa told her to brace for a sting, all she did was still.

Until the acidic fingers touched her left hand. She winced at the light stinging sensation, a light gasp escaping her. She would close her eyes tight, bracing for whatever else was to happen.

Though she would cry now, as she pictured the face of her husband in her mind. The one she fell in love with, the one he was before he was brought back into a being of death and rot...Because of her own doing.

She sobbed, not from the physical pain, but the emotional.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[21:47] Soon as the ichor touches her fingers, it spreads across her palm, enveloping the hand entirely. With eyes wide open, she begins to map out the humans circuits. Tracing her tunnels and clusters, reading the types of magic within. For a second, albeit briefly, Mackenzie could see Narissa's face...

Morph into her own.

This only lasts for a few seconds, as her features shifts back into her own, finished memorizing the locations of the clusters. Taking note that the mana clusters within her eyes are the most potent. Making a mental note to refuse to take an eye.

"...despite all this, I don't hate you. In fact, I can understand being desperate to fix someone; to be desperate to get someone back."

Staring at the inky substance connecting herself and the woman, there is a nod, before continuing her punishing experiment.

The woman can feel a sudden drain on her reserves, as the mana is pulled directly from her circuits, and shoved into Narissa's core. Taking more energy from the prisoner, and likely resulting in her becoming extremely exhausted.
(Narissa)
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[21:52] Highly doubtful...

Such were Mackenzie's thoughts as she listened to Narissa speak. Purple hues pained with tears, though she didn't have much to say to this stranger. She'd never met her before, despite her being a voice of Gehenna...


As her mana circuits are drained from their energy, there is yet another gasp that escapes the Oshikawa. Her back straightens and her body jerks, though she does not fight the process. Taking whatever pain and suffering it was in full.

Taking responsibility.

Mackenzie's energy was drained, and eventually her posture slumped. She didn't move.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[22:10] "...you may think that it's doubtful, but I know the pain of losing a loved one all too well." Those who took Caira from her, those who worked with Nyx while his tie to that moon god is intact? There were plans to remove them, one by one, all while weeding out the traitors.

Narissa's core begins to spin, and whir, and that goopy limb of hers moves to embrace Mackenzie's arm, covering the entire limb. Those clusters within her left hand are copied, and replicas are formed in mere seconds. Mimicing her layout wasn't time consuming at all, she'd been doing this for years...

What follows, anything but ephemeral.

There is a single cluster within the hand of Mackenzie, one that is drained entirely. As the field of time around her hand begins to flow, the tunnels around this drained cluster circulate without haste. That acidic goop digs deeper into her palm, aiming to reach the physical side of her mana circuits.

The acid eats away at the pin-pointed cluster, quickly replacing it with the copy- a copy enfused with her own metaphysical mana; her essence. Soon as the transplate is finished, those circuits attempt to continue their flow-

And she can now feel a subtle drain, a permanent connection to the mimic. Forced to be a food supply, for Kraus only knows how long.

That ooze slides down the prisoners arm, down her hand, releasing from her limb. On the woman's hand is a small onxy scar, one that thrums.

"Seems that went well enough."

Fingers snapped back into place, that ichor ripples, shifting into the hand of a human once more. "...now then." Only for it to lunge forth, and aim to land upon Mackenzie's dome, fingers twining with her locks ever so slowly.

"...you get to choose what happens next!"




(Narissa)
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[23:03] Mackenzie could feel Narissa digging deep into the connections of her left hand. It was painful yes, but not unbearable. Mackenzie was gritting her teeth with whatever energy she could muster all the while. Though she would not dare complain, or try to stop the process.

However there was a sigh of relief when it was finished.

Mackenzie could only imagine what was just done to her, but she could take note to the subtle difference she could feel within her mana circuits...as well as notice the small black scar upon her hand that felt almost as if it were pulsating.

"Can...I ask what you just..Did to me?" She would finally breathe out, though she sounded sluggish.


As for the question of what happens next? Seemed she had options...But what?

"Oh? What are my options?"
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[23:23] "...I inserted one of my mana clusters within you. As for the effects, I'm...still studying them!" There were a great deal of things this could do to someone, and she wished to discover them all.

"What I do know, is that a steady stream of mana will be directed from your circuits, into me." Narissa smiles, as those fingers dig deeper into Mackenzie's lock, gently grabbing a fistful of hair, while tilting her own head down.

"..and your options are simple, really.." There is a small shrug. "You can end your life, here and now, and I won't stop you. I'd prefer, that you didn't, but if you truly wish to give up your only life...then who am I to stop you?"

That grip on the woman's dome grows tighter. "...or, you can attempt to regain the trust of the tribes, and work towards fixing your mistakes, rather than take the easy way out.

Dying is easy. Anyone can die for a cause. Anyone can die, as a martyr. Anyone can give it all up, when times grow too tough...and what I'm asking you to do, is selfish, and painful."

Finally, she pulls on those locks, aiming to force her to look into this creatures eyes.

"I'm asking you to live."

Narissa's free hand reaches into her back pocket, grabbing hold of a knife, placing it into Mackenzie's lap. "...but, should you heed my selfish request, you'll be forced to undergo...the proper punishments of a traitor."

With that said, she looks down, wondering what this human will do.
(Narissa)
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[23:37] So Mackenzie was basically a science experiment to Narissa, good to know.

What could be understood from what was explained, was that a bit of Mackenzie's mana would be given to Narissa. Which wasn't horrible, because the white haired Oshikawa could afford to share some, since she was quite powerful when she decided to be.

Something about the way Narissa spoke intrigued Mackenzie, almost as if the way her words were formed hypnotized her. Almost soothing, really. Though the hand in her hair would cause the small hair upon Mack's neck to raise. Then her face was forced upward, so she was looking eye to eye with this stranger.

Whom she was growing to like, really.

A look of contemplation spread across Mackenzie's face. As if honestly and whole heartedly taking the woman's words into consideration. The thought of living without the one and only person to truly love her, was indeed painful. Asking her to live such a life was indeed selfish too. Narissa knew this, as she'd stated.

But what did Mackenzie's life matter to this stranger? What did her loyalty matter? What did anything matter with Seishi?.....Dare she find out?..

Mackenzie takes her right hand, and takes hold of the blade that was thrown onto her lap. Pressing the knife firmly against her wrist there, however not hard enough to break skin. Purple hues looked intensely at Narissa. Confused, pleading, hurting.

"...WHY.....What does the life of Mackenzie Oshikawa matter?...I...I don't!...I am mean, and I am brash. I am alone. I will always be, alone...." She says, as the tears flow from her wide and wonderous eyes once more.

And then, there it was. In the back of her mind. A vision. The memories of her children growing, thriving. Remembering her pregnant belly, remembering how Seishiheld their infants....Kissed their little foreheads. Then there was Malady and Lam.....Adopted yet so loved...

There was a look of hesitation on the white haired Oshikawa's expression.

Then the knife dropped to the ground with a loud CLANK. Before Mackenzie leaned her head into the streanger, sobbing.

"I must....Live..."

And it was here, a new beginning would begin.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[23:59] "Truth be told, humans as a whole confuse, and often irritate me." There is no reason to hold back her tongue, especially with one who'd been infected by one of her binding clusters. "...but, the life of the individual is important.

Do not misunderstand; I do not shy away from death. There are many I'd kill, should they heed the progressions I desire, but simply raising a blade to ones neck, each time they make a mistake...is the simply, easy, and lazy way out."

That, and now? She'd made in investment, desiring to see how the cluster affected this woman, and EiraVunde. "..and I'm afraid, I don't care. I don't care if you're mean. I work with many hotheaded individuals. I don't care if you're brash, and rigt now..you aren't alone.

You're connected to me, until the day you remove that hand, or die."

While she couldn't read a streamline of the thoughts of this woman, she could pick up on her conflicting emotions, and that overbearing desire to live. When that head falls against her, there is a wicked smile that spreads across Narissa's face.

"...then, you may live, but first...look into my eyes."

Those locks are pulled once more, aiming to force the Oshikawa's head upwards. And should their gazes meet, they'd fall into sockets without eyes. Gazing into two, empty voids...that swirl with an absurd amount of condensed mana.

(Narissa)
[00:04] Mackenzie doesn't seem to react much to the strangers words, however she would not fight when her head it lifted and she is forced to look into void eye sockets. Nothing but condensed mana within them, swirling around. She stays silent. Just staring, teary eyed and all.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[00:13] Staring into those teary eyes, there is an attempt to sway the feelings of this woman. Various thoughts are transferred from Narissa's mind, to her own. Attempting to force faux feelings onto her, using her telepathic prowess, and the mana cluster within her left hand.

Mackenzie can feel it thrumming, radiating some of Narissa's mana, while draining her of her own. Coupled with this flood of mana, she could feel some sort of bliss, should she refrain from resisting.

'...as stated prior, you have made mistakes, and must be punished. But, I am not here to deliver a wasteful death. My role, is to fix things, and I will not stop trying until my life has ended.'

Narissa's words are transferred directly into her mind.

'Will you accept your punishments, and walk with your head held high? Will you take this second chance at life, and use it wisely?

..and when the time comes, for me to remove that collar, will you help...deliver my remedies?'
(Narissa)
[00:19] The voice inside of her head took Mackenzie a little off guard. Purple hues looking toward Narissa, wide and alert. Now full aware that even inside of her thoughts, she was not alone now. Mackenzie contemplated the words she heard echoing within these thoughts.

Did she accept? Could she deny? Would she deny?.....Certainly not.

She would slowly begin to nod her head.
(Mackenzie Oshikawa)
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[00:19] Mackenzie Oshikawa says, "I fully accept any and all punishment. It is well deserved.."
[00:20] Mackenzie Oshikawa says, "I will help you in any way you need, I will choosee more wisely."
[00:20] Mackenzie Oshikawa says, "I will live the rest of my life faithfully to Gehenna. "
[00:30] With each claim made, she could feel the cluster thrumming, as Narissa grows content. Those fingers of hers release their grip, choosing to calmly pat the woman atop the head. "...you've chosen well, and so long as you stay faithful to those words, you'll never have to worry about being alone, again."

Their decisions had been made, and with that, she's temporarily content. "You'll receive your first punishment tomorrow. I'll arrive, when I've the time. And until I trust that you won't run away, the moment you're no longer in my line of sight...

You'll be sleeping here."


(Narissa)