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A Dream of Angels and Death

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[COLOR="#0000CD"]Leo listened as her words sank in. Even the scene before him that she portrayed, as if painted by the most magnificent artist, there was a sense of serenity that washed over him. Her nude form was just as perfect as it was covered in the darkness, unique and special all on its own. While he words spoke with conviction, aiming to free him from his own chains, he simply remained frozen. Both green eyes would lock onto her form as a realization sunk in.

He knew that she wasn't joking or hesitant in her actions. To have her stay here forever with him didn't sound like such a bad thing... but he knew it wasn't possible. The options that were presented before him were limited to the realities of the world outside his mind. As she settled in, for the long hall, the chains around him broke free and fell to the ground around them with a loud thud. The release in itself was rather painful, as he retracted his wings into his own core in response to the new stimuli.

Without the support of the chains, Leo's body would fall towards Dollya and to the ground beside her. Being so close, he was able to latch onto her in a slight awkward position, where his legs were bellow him and his head could rest upon her knees. As his head rested upon Dollya for only a moment, he admired this new side of her that he hadn't seen before. Such confidence, and the way she combated Hyza was a proud moment for him. But all in all, she was ready to undertake the doubt in his mind.[/COLOR] [B]"Thank you..."[/B] [COLOR="#0000CD"]He said softly as he kissed the side of her leg.

The black seal upon his side would shatter, leaving his tone skin void of the black marking. His eyes turned into a milky hue, as if he was in a trance once more. A firm hand gripped upon her leg as the white surroundings began to break like glass all around them. A deterioration of their surrounding world would come crashing in on them. A simple blink or breath would release them of his mind and end the torture and nonsense.

Back into the Retreat Room where Dollya had found Leo to begin with, she would find herself back into her body fully clothed. Leo's unconscious body would awaken from the desk he rested upon. Inside the room, Jasper the Butler had returned. The rather old man knew that Leo was injured, for his injuries had manifested in Valucre itself. Dollya had free'd him from his prison, but now there were new dangers to face once all the dust settled. Surly she realized that she would have to help him face the demon inside him, which would be no easy task. Regardless, Jasper would take hold of Leo without taking much notice to Dollya and head off to the infirmary.

Leo's head turned as if to look for Dollya, hoping she made it back alright, and hoping that she would follow. They had much to still discuss, but things were moving rather quickly. Without much of a choice, he would take the assistance of Jasper with open arms. He felt week and drained, and blood still seemed to escape his various wounds that needed attention. Hopefully it wouldn't take long to fully recover, but that was the last thing in his mind. [/COLOR]

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[FONT=Garamond][COLOR="#008080"][B]Dollya DuGrace[/B]

-When at last she awoke she was flat on her back besides Leo’s chair. Her bright blue eyes settled on the ceiling and then she quickly tried to feel for her body—there was no pain, which could be a good sign. Lifting her head finally she inspected her body, two legs, two arms, and everything else was intact with no visible blood anywhere. “What a trip,” she whispered, thinking that Leo would be there by her side. Instead he was still in his chair, and although he was awake and glancing at her, he looked to be in much worse shape. Jasper hurried in, and without much ceremony, whisked Leo away to the infirmary. Dollya, who was still on the floor, could only watch, though she caught the needful glance that her mentor gave and knew that she would soon be following behind.

But she needed a moment to wrap her mind around all the strange things that had happened. Being back in the real world was a shock to her system—she disliked the sensation of her skin, the weight of her body, the inflexibility of her skeleton. She sighed heavily and sat there with her knees to her chest, peering out the large window and toward the night sky. Dawn was coming—they had spent the whole night in that strange place in his dreams.

The fight was only beginning now.

Suddenly she was up on her feet, sitting on Leo’s chair and searching for parchment. As quickly as she could she took a quill and jotted down a short message to her mother. Of course she could communicate through the blood, but that would mean that Lucis, Raspberry, and anyone else who shared in the blood would also hear the message. And this was not only family business—this was Leo’s business and he might not want it spread to all corners of Orisia. But if anyone absolutely had to know, it was Gabriela—for like it or not, Leo was now one of hers, one of the many beloved children of the Black Queen.

Once her note was written, tightly coiled, she attached it to a messenger crow, which had come at her call to the window. The black bird offered a squawk of understanding once it was told to find the queen. It flapped its wings madly and rose into the air and was soon out of sight. With what business she had already taken care of, she stood, smoothed her shirt and hurried after Leo.- [/COLOR][/FONT]

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