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The Tribunal of Marius de Romanus, Pt. 14

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merida-devious-look-2I saw Va’lis and Cherry leave the booth. I got up and took Cherry’s chair and sat beside my sister. I felt the emotions dully but I could still feel Va’lis’ emotions as I could Carrie’s. I listened to Maharet and smiled. I really do love that woman. I almost couldn’t wait to be the one on that stand. Rogue indeed, those old fuckers haven’t seen rogue yet in their lives. I knew Maharet could feel my amusement over the questioning they gave her. I looked beyond into the booth where Marius, Lestat and my husband sat. The look on Lestat’s face was the same amusement. I swear that man is something else.

I looked to Carrie and took her hand. In a soft whisper I asked, “Are you ready for this Carrie? You know I am here and I will always be.” She smiled weakly to me and nodded. I hoped they would call for me first. I would be strong for her. She needed to see that strength to get through it. I looked to see Khayman looking at me, I smiled to him. I simply adore the old man. I watched as they called Maharet off the stands and gripped carries hand. One of us were next…who would it be….the suspense was killing me.

The Tribunal of Marius de Romanus, Pt. 8

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merida-devious-lookI watched as my sire dived in front of Marius. I was shocked that at one time we fought about fighting in this war with the Dracos…and now… he gives a shit? I laughed. I laughed hysterically and so hard. I watched as Danielle tried to stop Altais from rescuing Zeeke, it was GREAT! Their family was torn apart by this! And ours stood strong in the face of disaster. I clung to Carries arm. Making sure she knew I was there to protect her. One attempt at her life and I would blow them to hell.

I watched them haul Zeeke away, the anger in David’s eyes. The sadness and anger in Altais and Blasphemy. The humor in Guy, Frank and Danielle’s eyes. I would use this to my advantage somehow. If we couldn’t kill them, I’d so work to kill their spirit, just as they nearly killed mine and my sisters. I couldn’t wait for this…..

The Tribunal of Marius de Romanus, Pt. 4

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armand-sexy-2I stared into Marius’ eyes. I could see his worry that Lestat and I would be overwhelmed with having to step into his shoes as head of this family.  I shot Lestat a quick glance and nodded in understanding. Lestat was amazing this way, when he HAD TO step up he stepped up in a big way. He was clutch like that. I knew he would do his very best and he would be the one to hold Pandora together.

I could see how much Marius loved Mary, my sister, and how he worried that with the threats made against her, she would be harmed or killed. He could not bare that thought. It hurt him to have to tell her to stay and he was thankful that Flavius was home and that he would take care of Mary.

I could also see how he longed for Va’lis who had become like a brother to me, much more so than my wife’s sire. He had grown to love him and everything we’re going through now was really because he loved him so much that the harm that came to Carrie at the hands of The Draconians so vexed him that he could not contain his rage. I know my sire. I know his brutality and for him to have lost all control like that takes a lot. It is not something anyone would want to witness. 

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A Distressing Situation

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Ro-EladenMy dad rarely spoke about my mother. The pain he felt at the mention of her was so strong… Even though he tried to hide it from me, I could see it in his eyes. A part of him died with her that day. As such, her life and death were one of those topics that I’d long since come to accept as something I’d never know much about. After he died, I simply accepted it as fact that I was alone. Then I was brought here to the orphanage in Umbra and I no longer felt so alone. I’ve met so many wonderful people; my best friends Britney, Frisco and Amira, my wonderful boyfriend Zach, and everyone else that I now consider family.

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Romanus or Razele

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merida-portrait3It’s always something that has been in question, my sanity. For years I fought an inner war created in my own mind. I fought for the approval of the man I eternally loved and would die for. On a whim I would murder for him. I would pick up tasks impossible for one my age to do alone. Now as I sit back and look at my life now…what a foolish little girl I was. I watched my children and my husband playing near the gate to earth. I watched Marius and Pandora huddled together in an act of pure love. I watched Cherry and my dear sire sister Carrie. This is my family. My heart was theirs..I would fight to the end for them…but there was a nagging bug in the back of my mind I could not be rid of.

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The Tribunal of Marius de Romanus, Pt. 1

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marius-and-maryI knew the time had come. Monday is the Tribunal.  David and Maharet had done all they could do, at least I wouldn’t be put down like a lame dog. But I would be away from my family, my Lydia. That hurt me more than anything else. I know that as much as she sometimes gets overwhelmed by my antics, Lydia is actually a very sensitive woman and the knowledge that I am out there somewhere where she can run to is a big comfort for her. I am not sure that anyone would be able to quiet the silence that she would feel if they sentence me to a box. Not even Va’lis, for as much as she loves him and he loves her — it’s not the same. That desperation was one I felt when Lydia taken from me and only when you have that kind of love could you ever truly relate. But there was no turning back now, I must face the music. 

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Aftermath, Pt. 3

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imageThe lab went boom!

My patience is so short now-a-days, I simply cannot get the potions done right.  No matter how hard I try or how much Va’lis helps me. Even he said, “Alchemy might not be for you, Carrie.” And Va’lis has never said that to me about anything before.  It’s really got me all twisted. Why can’t I do this!?

*sighs*

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The Eye of the Storm

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zachary-back-tattooIt had been a few days since those punk kids took stabs at me because of the bruises on my face. Director Razele expelled them both, so take that!  Ha!  I am sure my test scores proved my case. I actually love school and really want to one day go to Wind and become a great mage.  I am after all from Moonglow.  Dad shoots down my dreams every chance he gets wanting me to take a job as a janitor in the zoo, like he had when he was my age.  “You’re aiming too high,” he says. “You’ll never amount to anything,” he says. “I have a real job waiting for you when you graduate at the zoo,” he says. Bah! Whatever.

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Devotion to Love

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merida-armand-kissThere is a certain feeling that I get when my wife looks at me, when I feel her mouth on mine, when she bites my lower lip. I cannot put my finger on it, but its not one I feel with any other. My devotion to her is eternal. I’ve never had a love like this; ever.  And I’ve searched for it for my entire life — both my mortal one and my immortal one. I can only hope that my daughters grow up to desire the love their parents’ share and do not settle for anything mediocre, as I had for so long in the past. I can only hope that my son grows up with a clear picture of what a real man should be, a partner to his lady. One that is in it with her, rather than a bystander.  But let’s not talk about my kids dating… no.  Not right now.

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The Aftermath, Pt. 1

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learjet-85-pandora-skybird-intI loaded our car up; Merida changed to the back seat, she was holding Astoria’s head in her lap trying to soothe her. Astoria had been beaten and then nearly drained. We had our medic trying to infuse her with transfusions of human blood but nothing was working. Her mortal body was just too weak. She was hemorrhaging internally from her injuries. Merida was now caressing her face and hair while she let out a tear or two. She loved Astoria for her kids loved her just the same.

I got into the car on the other side in the back and closed the door. The car was now moving. “We can’t let her die, not like this. this is our fault. Mine really, they took her to get me to talk. Had I not been so stubborn—” Merida broke down. Watching my wife’s sad heart was too much for me, I pulled Astoria to me without a word, carefully holding her on my lap. “This is not your fault, let it be me she hates for condemning her to this life,” I told my wife before I bit into Astoria’s neck and drained what little she still had. I ripped into my wrist and pulled it up to Astoria’s lips, letting my blood spill into her mouth. Astoria roused a bit, just enough to latch on and drink fully from me. Merida watched, crying still feeling so guilty for it all. 

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