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Post by Ebony on Nov 21, 2004 20:11:14 GMT
Landon clentched his fists, he didn't know what to do. His first reaction would be to barrel down the doors and rescue her, but something told him that that would 'not' be too good of an idea.
"Isn't someone going to help her?" he asked, looking towards the doors, almost to the point of panicing.
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Post by Pixie on Nov 21, 2004 20:27:00 GMT
Keitha shook her head slowly, not daring to say anything.
The whole door way shuddered as more pressure was added. The hinges groaned roughly, struggling to hold on. Keitha jumped ever so slightly as one of them snapped, sending a metal bolt spinning to the ceiling. It hit the top right corner of the hallway, chipping off a large chunk of rock. Triton sidestepped to the left quickly, dodging the falling stone.
It hit the ground with a resounding crash, shattering on the ground. Keitha looked at it thoughtfully, before looking back up at the doorway.
She said nothing, her posture said nothing, even her eyes said nothing. The child was a warrior prodigy. She held the art of neutrality as easily as if it were first nature. Triton found it disturbing, though the thought didn’t even occur to him as he watched the library door begin to shatter.
He swallowed hard, taking a step back reluctantly. Keitha didn’t move, her eyes fixed on the doorway, expected all of hell to break loose from the womb of the library.
If possible something worse happened.
A heavy piece of the doorway shattered, falling to the ground a couple feet from Keitha. She stared at it, expressionless. The gaping hole looked in on complete darkness and silence for a moment, except for the obvious groaning of the hinges that were left on the door.
Suddenly, Rhea’s voice broke the quiet. She cried out softly, like a whimper. Her hand flattened against the hole, spread wide to keep herself from falling through. Keitha stared at the smooth white palm as it shook with some emotion of exhaustion too hard for her to describe.
Her eyes widened just barely at the sight of blood dripping slowly down from between her long slender fingers.
“Lady Rhea seems to be in trouble.” She murmured, eyes narrowing. Another hinge broke loose, ricocheting to the wall again. Triton skipped out of the way, looking wary, guilty and worried, but mostly guilty.
The whole doorway groaned, cracking. It leaned down heavily, threatening to snap right off and land at the steps.
Rhea screamed again, and the sudden anger in the scream was evident. This was no scream of pain, it was a scream of frustration. Keitha smirked. The Callisto heir seemed to be fighting back the shadows, despite having awakened their blood lust, how very amusing.
The doorways finally shattered heavily as a sudden burst of power sent Rhea crashing through the heavy wood to hit the ground. She rolled for a moment before sliding to a sudden stop. Her right shirt sleeve was ripped off, exposing a badly scraped arm. She groaned softly, pulling herself up to lean on her elbow. A sudden coughing made her whole shivering frame shake hard. Blood splattered on the ground, coming from her mouth.
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Post by Ebony on May 7, 2005 3:17:49 GMT
Landon flinched at every crush in the doorframe, feeling as if he was taking each hit with her. He let out a small growl when she started to scream, walking towards the door warily.
He watched the hinges and nearly leapt four feet when the door flew away from the wall. He ran down to her side and knelt beside her.
"Rhea?" he asked, the question in his voice evident, Are you alright?
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