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[22:44] The Loa was pleased, for she had pulled the proper strings and even further now was Dillion becoming her own. Ororo had given him plenty of chances to ask for help or to prove himself yet with all that happened in the village she did not have as much time as she would have liked.

However, the boy agreed to turn against his foes and this allowed the Loa far more time and resources to delve upon what his true issue was.

Because clearly it had not been the voices as they were gone for some time unless Dillion had perpetuated them further. At that point it was simply his own mental illness and not actual corruption.

"That is what a woman likes to hear my dear Endore." She smiled, trailing her finger softly along his jawlined before resting it upon the collar with a light surge of energy.

There is a click followed by a surge of mana that would be rather painful and the collar itself is removed. Dillion had no real reason to run. No, because Osrona had turned against him and despite the path he claimed his star had led him to Ororo.

"Now, maybe we can talk about this.. Affliction of yours to a better detail." She smiled, turning towards the Supreme as was making his leave.

No, Ororo was tired of being left out of the loop by the other councilors.

"Very well, Kris do acquaint these two.. And show them around" She'd say, before following the supreme out.
(Ororo Boros)
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[22:47] There was a malicious glare in Kris's eyes. Over years now, she has changed to meet the needs of these people. In truth, she enjoyed living here. Those conditions however, began to warp her. Her passion however, evident in the stardust now emanating from the chains she binded these two with.

"Just like that." Her voice near a whisper, but hissing out.

Her hands released clutches and in tandem the chains dissipated, releasing the two. Their weight dropping back to whatever forms they took. Her arms dropped lethargically to her sides.

She actually wanted to kill one. She wanted a swift retaliation against Osrona for pillaging her home again. Though these two just denounced Osrona just like that. It would take more to convince the apprentice Loa, but for now she would leave. Only taking to a watchful eye over them.
(Krís)
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[22:52] Dillion rubs his neck while looking over towards Ororo, and all he could do at the moment was nod; However, she was gone before he could speak. Dillion felt different like something was set free within him.
Dillion felt like the part of him that wished to do good was blocking his true path. The young Endore rubs his eyes, and drags his fingers across the holes upon his neck. The mana there shot out violently, but he was able to maintain it.

Dillion stood up looking around the area, and this is what freedom felt like. This was him free from a system were you needed to be born in power to make a difference.
Dillion could finally make a difference his won way, and there was only one way.

"It's time to make a difference once body at a time."
(Dillion Endore)
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[22:52] Eudocia Mimés says, "...She looks like a worm."
[22:52] Grendel Beo asks, "I'll head to my home for the time being, and rest. You can handle this from here Kris?"
[22:52] Eudocia Mimés says, "Alas."
[22:53] Krís says, "...I'll handle the Girl. The Endore will sit here."
[22:53] Krís says, "One at a time. I don't have any trust."
[22:53] Grendel Beo says, "Understood. I'll go rest for now- And get my lost arm."
[22:54] Krís says, "I have kits made."
[22:55] Krís dragged Natasha into a bed of flowers. Sleep tight.
(Krís)
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