You sighed as you settle down in your bed, closing your eyes as you told yourself that you were going to have to raise hell tomorrow, to scream and shout until you got your way. You couldn't think of anything you you wanted more than that one person who had shown you the way out of the darkness, who had shown you had allowed yourself to be blinded to so much.
Were you doing this soley for that reason, though?
Were you truly doing this out of respect, or was there more to it?
Maybe it was because he was a strong and fair figure, a man who was prepared to show you the way forward without allowing himself to fall victim to his doubts and fears. He embraced those doubts, those fears, he fought them and came out atop them. You didn't know how somebody could do that in the manner he did.
Maybe it was because he was a true immortal, maybe it was because deep down there was something special about him that seperated him, someone chosen for that from you, someone who had stolen immortality. Maybe you'd be able to relinquish your immortality, maybe he'd be able to gift you with true immortality. He needed someone to watch his back, as as impressive as he was as a lone figure he was but one man.
You felt that even though you had met figures who were currently more impressive than he was, that there was limitless potential surfacing from him. You had seen him grow more impressive day by day, shrugging off his limitations every time he hit them.
He was awe inspiring, he was...
You yawned, burying your face against your pillows as a soft rumble rippled through the building, telling you that while sane people slept the children were still at it.
With that thought on your mind you drifted off to sleep and opened your eyes to the world of dreams.
A thousand empty cells without doors, an endless tunnel and screams greeted you as you sighed, you had hoped for green fields again, you had hoped for a more positive dreamscape to awaken to. You started to run along the tunnel as you ignored the screams coming from the cells as you recalled how the angelic figure had referred to this, how he had talked about how the screams were forgotten memories. This time as you ran along the tunnel you could catch shapes in the cells out of the corner of your eye, shapes that every time you tuned to look were gone.
Was this signifigant?
Was Eurochkoles slowly recalling forgotten memories?
Something about those screams made a chill run down your spine as you were certain you could feel some sinister, possibly malicious nature involved with them. Was the involvement of whoever had made him forget what you felt that was so sinister?
You froze as you heard the echoes of voice coming from one of the cells, one that you could tell at a glance lay just over twenty rooms away from the one that was open currently.
"She's a beautiful child miss Cooper, what do you plan to name her?"
"We planned to call her Sabrina."
"I can feel that she has quite the future ahead of her."
With that the voices faded away, leaving you staring in shock for a long moment at that empty cell. This raised further questions, ones that you were going to get the answers to sooner or later from him. You couldn't just let something like this slip, you had to know how he had known your mother, if he had ever been a figure of importance in your life.
You had doubts that he had ever been anything more than an aquaintance of your mothers, yet...
It was too unlikely to be mere chance that he had found you again, that fate hadn't brought him back into your life.
You could feel your grip on the dream world weakening as you neared the open cell, as you heard Eurochkoles voice from within it as he laughed, as he taunted his tormentors. You could hear him goading them on, telling them that they were weak and ineffective, that they would never break him at the rate they were going.
His voice sounded hoarse, though it held the same power as it usually did.
"You must be getting thirsty by now, but you're not getting anything to eat or drink until you accept Pride as your master!" snapped one voice, a voice that prompted laughter from Eurochkoles as he continued to mock them, his words echoing in your ears as you awoke.
"How could I be thirsty, when you're giving me all the fear I could ever hope to drink."
You rolled over, thudding against the hard floor of your room as you fell from your bed, groaning as you rubbed your eyes. It felt early, much too early. You knew you had something to do today though, that you had to meet with the guild master and raise hell over how you had almost died. Had they known what you were such a bluff wouldn't work, but, it was something you'd rely on heavily as leverage in this situation.
You just wanted to go back to sleep though, to have dreamless sleep in your warm bed and to worry about this tomorrow. A full days sleep sounded nice right about now, especially with the prior nights events so fresh on your mind.
Sitting up, you yawned as you leaned against the side of the bed, pulling your covers about you as you wrinkled your nose, making a quick mental note of what you needed to do to make yourself feel presentable. You were half tempted to skip on shaving your arms and legs, though you knew you'd look like a carpet by the end of the week if you did that. You huffed as this was all you needed to convince you to carry that out, as much as you hated to admit it.
It was good in a way that such vanity had surfaced, that you cared about your appearance as a human being. It set you apart from the rest of the Enlightened, who were so busy following what Pride decreed that they had no time to think for themselves.
You spent longer than you truly needed to locked up in the bathroom, making sure that you felt presentable, that you felt pretty. You figured that it was time well spent though, as it helped you all the more to feel like yourself again, to feel like a person instead of some deranged cultist. Once you were done with it and dressed again you set off for the guild masters office, maintaining an indignant expression as you marched down the hallways.
Nobody dared challenge you as you pushed past them, as word had clearly got around that you were in quite the mood after last nights incident.
Once you had arrived at the guild masters office you paused for but a moment to straighten your attire before letting yourself in, figuring that it was better not to stand on ceremony if you were trying to make it seem like you were truly that close to leaving. The guild master raised an eyebrow, while a second figure sat opposite him.
"Ah, there you are Anne. I have heard that you are none too happy about last nights incident and have been considering leaving over it, but, before you do commit to such a rash course of action, let me introduce you to my old friend Arthur, guild master of the Clockworkers."
You narrowed your eyes at the two men as you folded your arms across your chest.
"So, she's the one that almost got shot, with the idiot boyfriend?" The other man asked as he turned towards the guild master, prompting you to snort in displeasure.
"Eurochkoles is not my boyfriend and just because he lacks sense, that does not make him an idiot. If all you had to bring me here was to insult me, to insult him, then listen and listen well. I will personally-"
The guild master raised his hand, turning to his friend and then you again as he addressed you in turn.
"Arthur, please don't provoke her, she's extremely emotional at this time as it is with good reason and Anne, the good news is that Arthur has agreed to refit several of his automatons with some of Eurochkoles weapon and armour designs. He has taken twenty of them off their regular patrols for this, so they can be used to spearhead an effort to save your friend and to deal with the Enlightened's hideout, that we were able to locate thanks to you."
"You mean that the guy that got captured is the one those designs came from?" You could hear the shock in the other mans voice, betraying how he had clearly not expected Eurochkoles to have been the one that designed those things.
"How long is this going to take?" You asked, staring at the two men intently.
"Two, maybe three more days and we'll have them all ready for action, all you need to do is sit tight and we'll save him for you."
"When they're ready, I'm going with them," you stated, your voice making it clear that there was no arguing with you as your arms moved from your chest, as you stood there with your hands on your hips. "
With those words you span about, marching from the guild masters office as you slammed the door to it behind you, almost unable to hide how happy you were with how things had gone.
The question now was, did you sit tight, study and stay safe during this time, or did you have other plans for how to spend the time you had before this rescue attempt?
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