The elf’s eyelids peeled back to reveal silver eyes that danced in the cave. As a twisting feeling rooted itself into Iris’s gut, the light breeze ghosting her features grew compelling. Wisps of black hair tugged away from her face, toward the humans. In awe, she whispered in Brachish, “Do you feel that?”
(Hey trix it's been a while!)
(Yeah sorry I was gone for a week :P)
Azriel nodded, looking around dazedly. After a moment, she stood up and walked over to where the humans had been talking earlier. What was in there?
Arabella suddenly turned and ran from the wind. Just running. She had to get away. What if the wind made her do terrible things? She had to run. She raced past Azriel and Iris and ran.
(She’s a boat load of trouble for y’all! Good luck! ‘,;)
Closing her eyes shut tight, Azriel manipulated the wind to act as a barrier in front of Arabella. "Iris, can you tell her to please stay?" She asked softly.
Bella slammed into the wind AZRIEL and collapsed to the ground. She basically ran full speed into bricks. And it fucking hURT. “Owwww. Azriel!”
“I think Clare would have more success,” Iris hissed through her clenched jaw. She, in turn, trapped Arabella’s feet with ice. Her gaze withheld no pity as the elf glared.
“IRIS! You little shit! Let me go! It hurts!” Arabella cried as she desperately tried to scrape the ice of her foot with her fingernails.
"Iris!" Azriel scolded, walking over to Arabella and snapping the ice with a swift kick of her steel-tipped boot. Gently, she took Arabella's arm and, less gently, half-dragged her back into the cave.
Bella might’ve never screamed so loud in her life. “No! I don’t want to hurt anyone! What if the winds magic!” Arabella scrambled against Azriel as she dragged her back to the cave but she was unsuccessful as she was still quite weak from the long journey.
Azriel covered Arabella's mouth with a hand to shut her up. "Idiot. You are acting like an idiot. You think you're such a danger, you're so scared of everything. You're going to kill yourself, and then you'll see where that fear gets you," she hissed, pacing back and forth. She was well aware that Arabella couldn't understand her, and that was probably a good thing. She didn't like to be hurtful, but Arabella had finally gotten to be too much.
Bella snapped. She focused on Azriels mind commanding her drop her. Once she was free (I have mind control. I just remembered that little fact) she decided to show Azriel that she wasn’t just a danger to herself. She flooded the angles mind covering every corner and her voice in Azriel mind screaming at the angel the slice the skin of her left arm. It wasn’t through words. Just through the thoughts she kept pushing into her mind. blade. Skin. Slice. Blood. She began to lose control, as if she was watching herself do these things. She kept transmitting to Azriel to cut her other arm. Her leg. Her torso. She couldn’t stop. She tried to tell her body to stop giving the angel these thoughts. But she couldn’t. It was as if she’s was a ghost. She had no power over herself. Her mind. She was useless.
Azriel screamed a guttural, piercing scream that echoed through her bones. She contorted wildly, collapsing in pain as she felt her eyelids shut. Was her arm even attached to her body? She couldn't tell. She could feel blood dripping from what seemed like every pore in her body. Stupid child, she thought before blacking out completely.
(Fam Imma wait to post anything else until Twix gets back bc h o l y m o t h e r o f h e r a is Iris going to freak out)
(Totally)
Now it was Bella’s turn to scream as she saw what she done. “STOP! PLEASE STOP!” She had to stop!
(well that escalated quickly)
(Yes. Yes it did. I am proud of my work.)
(Lmao that's not what I was expecting but you know what torturing characters is fun, so it's ok XD)
(you're all sadistic bastards but I'm not judging)
(You know I'm not wrong.)
(i have the right to remain silent.)
(Mmmhmmm.)
(It’s quite enjoyable. A very relaxing activity.)
(on another note here's the thingy with a load of religion in it. I tried to summarise it but I just couldn't I guess. Don't read all of it unless you really want to although I strongly recommend you at least skim over the accidental word wall about Moukib because….reasons…. https://www.notebook.ai/documents/90711 )
A flaming Tiger jumped and landed on Bella's chest sending both crashing into the floor. Clare's plan wasn't exactly the nicest way of doing things but knocking the girl out would stop her magic which she appeared to be having trouble doing, still she wouldn't envy the headache the poor girl would have in the morning. She then went to work restraining Azriel, the girl may have passed out but it seemed like Bella's magic was still running through her mind. She pried the knife out of the angels hand and began bandaging the cuts on the girls arms, they were deep and looked serious, if only they were closer to home, she knew a healer there who could take care of this properly. "Iris, Stay calm, don't strangle Bella, come here and help me, we need to stitch up the angels's wounds and clean them out before more problem's can be caused, we'll need your ice to keep her arm from swelling come on." Bella pulled her medical supplies from her bag and grabbed the needle and medical thread. "Work on bandaging the cuts that don't need sewn up, we don't want her bleeding out." Clare was shockingly calm, her voice was steady and strong, she was trained for situations like this one, and for the millionth time she was grateful for the extensive education she had received.
Clare’s words slid in one ear and dashed out the other, like it could sense the icy rage settling in Iris’s mind. The elf, herself, appeared to be the epitome of calm. Silent. As the temperature around her plunged, she took one step forward. “What did you do,” Iris seethed. Another step. And before the elf could give herself a reality check, her magic was sinking. Sinking into Arabella’s flesh, digging into her veins, finding the powerhouse and concentrating on… her heart. The human grew impossibly pale as her blood congealed slowly. Another step. Almost there. Her insides numbed. Another ste- the Yrnan wobbled as she set her weight on Azriel’s leg, the sight dimming her swirling silver eyes. Snapped out of the trance, she fell to her knees.
Azriel cried out in pain, feeling something touch her, and bolted upright, only to fall back to the ground, gritting her teeth. She inhaled sharply, causing her to cough, wiping blood from her lips. Damn, this stuff was everywhere, she thought almost hysterically as she tried to hold her breath so she wouldn't cough again.