Tomorrow a lawyer sent by Erythann would arrive, another doctor like Wraimes and himself would be there. Jahvee's brother would be there the next day in a hearing. Because of these events and the seriousness of it, it has been pushed up and is going to be happening really fast.
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"Then this must be really confusing for you. Knowing that you can feel in that body, that it moves because you say so, but it isn't you. Not really. It feels wrong and you want it to change."
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"It didn't last. Nothing ever does. We received an order from the lord. Weapons. A lot of weapons. It wasn't long after that the war started. All kingdoms are going to war with each other. Children ten and up drafted. Friends came with me while the little ones stayed behind." Saranie couldn't keep talking at this point. Her breathing was shallow from the pain that was coming up and her exercise. "They trained us. Taught us magical warfare, trained us with weapons and hand to hand combat, how to keep a wound stable for healers to arrive. It was drilled into us and we became the weapons. Fighting meaningless battles for six whole years. The whole reason it was meaningless was because The Cult of The Void. An old horror story you tell to younger kids so they listen to you. They were behind everything. Manipulated and controlled everyone. Creating death all across the world just so they could open their portal. Bring in their Gods to destroy everything. I killed them. I stopped anyone or anything from coming through the portal. I know I did. Then I ended up here. In this body. Like my own, but I had blue eyes, not brown. It's weird you know." Talking about the cultists was more of an exercise than she would have guessed. Took a lot out of her.
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"My life? I watched everyone who had been with me die over six years in the war. I fought until the end. I stopped the war. You don't know my life, but ended at the same time I closed that portal. Of course I wish I could go back home to the orphanage. I really do, but this is my reality at the moment. My reality includes me being in the body of a woman who couldn't take the hardships life came with. I know full well that I thought about taking my own life. Thinking how easy it would be to get out of that dreadful war. Thinking if I was ever caught that it would be best to end it before they could do anything to me. I know what it was like, but I never did it. I was still there and I fought with everything I had. That was my life and this is Jahvee's. This is her world, her body. She should have it back. It is her right."
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"I remember now. She's one of those cultists that killed those two military officials. Do you…" Petarian was cut off by his wife.
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She took off her mask making a very silly face and had Nehmet laugh because she was able to see a little kid laugh and it was cute. Even if that kid was herself. She should stop herself.
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"I do want to make friends, but I can wait. You two already talked about it. If that is for the best, I'm okay with it. It also gives me time to be the best big brother in the world."
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Aidelan was playing with Nehmet off to the side. Letting the adults talk. A part of Saranie wanted to jump back in her unit and get back in the war and the other part of her wanted to grin until her face stretched to its limits. Being a single person, but having two bodies was strange and telling them to see their reactions just as a random comment made her prankster-self come back. Family. The other part of it was as a soldier she followed orders. She didn't make any plans. Sure her goal to return to the orphanage was still there, but after coming to the conclusion her family was with these people right now, that would need to wait. So making plans to help them wasn't her strong suit and gave her a bit of anxiety. The same thing would have happened if she went back home either way.
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Eryll followed suit before laying back down to sleep.
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"Nehmet and Aidelan need food. We need to search for something." Eryll was trying her best to not worry. To not break down like her son had last night. Nehmet could easily see it in her after looking back and forth from Aidelan and Nehmet.
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Saranie escaped the city. It was night time now. After waving off her family, she used the rest of the haste in her to find a horse. Luckily there was one that was about to be eaten. She saved it and it didn't run away from her. Once they were safe, it kicked her off and ran away. Possibly too scared.
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Saranie saw her family was still winding through the streets. She was cutting through buildings, monsters and anyone who tried to slower her down. By following their direction, she would be able to catch up to them. She was looking through Nehmet's eyes for any horses running around. It would help, but not yet.
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She pushed people onto the floor. Running for her life and protecting her children. She pushed a man towards a monster instead of helping. It was a horrible moment and one she might regret, but her children were safe so far. Saranie felt bad for that man who was torn to shreds by the dark wolf because of her, but didn't care right now as this whole thing was a mess.
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Either he didn't want to ask or clearly not the right time, he didn't question how she knew his name or about his family.
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A strange feeling for knowing the younger boy, nine or ten years old, for close to half a day. It worried her as she was not Nehmet, but at the same time she enjoyed being a part of a family. Sure her brothers and sisters at the orphanage were her true family, but this was different. Less chaotic and something she could only imagine.
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The parents of Nehmet, not hers, were talking off to the side. The younger boy, Nehmet's brother, Aidelan, watched over her baby form. After the nightmare, they had been worried and casted healing spells. One of them was a higher level spell that calmed the target. She had seen medics do it all the time to those that were injured or dying to help them. Something she was not capable of.
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At the mention of parents, the rest of the group lost their vigor. Even the boy talking stopped after that. Saranie kind of guessed what they were talking about and went over to them.
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'Wazzette.' That was her name.
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"Saranie, this is Daranse your lawyer." Wraimes gestured to a tall woman in a suit if she could call it that. Fine quality as everything is. Blue aesthetic with the skirt matching the light jacket. A white shirt underneath to bring out the attire. Her high heels made Saranie nervous for her. Short black hair down to her neck. Pretty even with the makeup. "This here-"
Divergent Stories - Saranie
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