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    the need to trust~ [Johann]

    Johann
    Johann

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    Lineage : Herald of Destruction
    Position : Saint of Justice
    Posts : 5033
    Guild : Dies Irae - GM
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 28
    Mentor : Ruvel
    Experience : 2,931,387
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    First Magic: Saga of War - Ragnarök
    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
    Third Magic: Maledict of War - Berserkir

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    Post by Johann on 23rd April 2019, 7:46 am

    Johann took a deep breath, brushing the wet strands of argent hair out of his face, the man, too, leaving the shower. It had certainly been a needed refreshment, and the other part ... well, that had just been an added bonus. The Rune Mage stood for a second as he watched her wrap herself in the towel, a weak smirk lifting one corner of his mouth as he accepted the towel from Amalie, unable to stop himself from thinking back to last night and the time in the shower just a minute ago. The woman certainly knew what she was doing, Johann couldn't help but feel a little ... overwhelmed in her presence. Even with the towel tightly clinging to her form she remained alluring, enticing to the God of Ishgar. The man wrapped the towel around himself as well. As it was now, though, it seemed that all good things had to come to an end eventually, and now especially with the added time they had spent in the shower ... not exactly showering, the silver-haired Vice President of the West Fiore Trading Company had a similar thought to the woman. With a metabolism like his own, it was impossible to fight off the hunger any longer, Johann following the woman with slow steps as she made her way out of the bathroom, through her apartment and into her kitchen.

    He simply stood and watched with some surprise as Amalie, with practiced expertise, began preparing breakfast for the two of them, not expecting a display like this, at the very least. Though he supposed now that he was thinking about it, it did make sense. He didn't question it. The smell of bacon did wonder to direct his attention to the breakfast itself, Johann taking the other half of the sandwich she had made, biting into it. Admittedly, the taste was wonderful, especially under consideration of the fact that the meal restored some much-needed energy after the events of the last hours. "Yes, please. Thank you", he would answer the woman's inquiry, hastily swallowing down the bite he had taken from the sandwich. To be truthful, he would have preferred tea, but he didn't want to cause more trouble for the woman and would settle with what she offered. Where Amalie seemed comfortable, careless almost, Johann wasn't quite as at ease as her. In fact, the situation in itself seemed a bit awkward to the man who retained a weak, inwardly smile. He couldn't help but ponder over the implications this circumstance brought with it. What exactly would their relationship with each other be? Were they lovers? Could be. As much as the man would've disliked the possibility of this being a one-time thing, the possibility would remain. He quietly took a sip from the coffee before deciding to share his thoughts. Amalie was ... heavily involved, after all. "So ...", he began speaking a little sheepishly, trying to structure his words, "... What do we do now? What does this make us?". He thought that perhaps at least agreeing to specific parameters regarding this would help put his mind at ease and be more ... comfortable with the fact that, while undoubtedly enjoyable, the last night and morning had changed the way they stood to each other, and, if Amalie would make her offer from the prior evening true, had changed the fact they would stand to each other in the future.



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    Amalie
    Amalie

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    Mentor : Johann Von Daddy
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    Post by Amalie on 23rd April 2019, 5:17 pm


    The bacon sandwich was just what she needed, she worked her way through hers quickly. She really needed it, having not eaten much at all the day before. Then to spend the night in such a way, she was practically light-headed by the time she got to it. her stomach almost started to ache just as she'd dug into the breakfast. The man accepted her offer of coffee, following which she quickly poured him a mug. It wasn't that she didn't have other drinks that she could've offered. But even with the sleep-in and the refreshing shower, she still felt pretty tired. Most likely because they had been up until the early hours of the morning and her body had certain been worked to it's fullest. The caffeine was a much-needed luxury right now. She finished her sandwich, she was about to grab another when he spoke. His words a little sheepish, as he brought to her a rather important question. She froze as she heard it, lowering her hand back to the coffee much. She glanced down at her drink, So they were already getting into it. She had expected it, although she had been anxious for the conversation itself. Not sure who would be the first to bring it up, guess Johann had decided to take the leap.

    "Honestly, I don't know..." She said earnestly, staring down at the coffee for a moment before looking up at him her icy blue eyes meeting his. She hadn't thought this far ahead, all she had really known was that she wanted him. A chance to see how they would be together, and it had been, pretty spectacular. Did she want that to be it? No, not really. But what could she really say? In all honesty, this 'part' of it was something that Amalie had never had to deal with. It had always been pretty clearcut, and when it had come to Wyatt, he had pretty much called the shots. This was different, it was much more complicated. She sighed, raising her gaze to meet his, she offered him a soft smile before speaking once more. "I think it might be too soon to tell." She turned to the counter and placed her coffee down.

    "I think we'll just have to wait and see. Things are going to change for both of us soon, I guess we'll work out where we stand when the dust has settled." She said, hoping this was enough of an answer to suffice. It wasn't that she wasn't curious about the notion, to see if they were compatible might be interesting. They certainly worked well in some areas as they had discovered last night and this morning. But these sort of situations certainly complicated things, or at least that was what she suspected. She'd never actually been in this sort of situation before so based on her experience she was clueless. She could only speculate and hope that however it turned out, it was smooth. She enjoyed the relationship she had with Johann, she had found trust and perhaps a little security in his offering of friendship. The last thing she wanted was to ruin it.

    But still, there was the issue she couldn't deny. She knew herself well enough to know that it wouldn't be easy to suppress such urges in the future. If anything, it was going to be harder to be professional around him, now that she had had a taste, she would undoubtedly want it again. There would undoubtedly be times where she would crave a repeat of what had happened between them. In which case, she would simply have to exert as much self-control as she could. Because if she was going to prove to him that she was serious about joining his guild and supporting him in such a way. She needed to show him she was serious, and so she would have to put a lock on such needs. At least for now, maybe when the dust settled, things might be different. If he still wanted it. But there was also the possibility he would lose interest, which would be a fairly disappointing outcome. Not that there was anything she could do if he did, she had no claim on the man. If he chose to leave this as nothing but a pleasant memory for them both, then that would be it. It was a bitter pill, but she would swallow it regardless. Guess I'll know soon enough. She thought to herself, watching the man to see how he would react to her suggestion.



    WC: 766
    Amalie's Total: 11,444
    Overall Total: 21,599


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    Johann
    Johann

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    Position : Saint of Justice
    Posts : 5033
    Guild : Dies Irae - GM
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 28
    Mentor : Ruvel
    Experience : 2,931,387
    Brownie Points : Kebab∞

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    First Magic: Saga of War - Ragnarök
    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
    Third Magic: Maledict of War - Berserkir

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    Post by Johann on 25th April 2019, 10:16 am

    Johann listened, waiting intently for a response that would follow soon. The silver-haired man simply nodded, his eyes going back to the black liquid in his mug of coffee, thinking for a few seconds. He had expected a resonse like this one, in honesty, the God of Ishgar himself unsure what to think. Joh had hoped, though, that perhaps the woman could offer an answer and would thus bear that responsibility, he had even been prepared to be met with an answer that would equivalate to "this was a one time thing only" and would have accepted such an answer, but it seemed like they would stand exactly where they had before ... with the added complication that their relationship had become precisely that: Complicated. "That's fair ...", he said swiftly, returning the soft smile. "... guess I just hoped you would be a little wiser than me on this", he expanded on it with a smirk. "We'll wait and see, then". The man returned to the much needed breakfast, the taste of bacon once more filling his mouth as he took another bite. It wasn't like he didn't long for a continuation of last night in the future, especially considering the fact that it had been quite the ... experience for the Vice President who had been rather lonely for more than just a little while, but the relationship the two had seemed difficult. Would such a thing be possible at all? He certainly hoped that it would be in the future. He would simply have to follow his own advice to wait and see. With that, the man hastily swallowed the last of his sandwich and emptied the mug of coffee. The night had certainly been more eventful than he had initially anticipated.

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    It had been a few months since the man had given up is position as the Vice President of the West Fiore Trading Company, about 3, to be exact, leaving behind nothing more on his former home, the island-nation and continent of Tolgalen, than a letter explaining his departure from the organization ... and, as he had learned, a feeling of broken trust and betrayal within some. It didn't matter. The man would bear responsibility for his actions no matter what others would think of him. The circumstances of his leave were unchangeable, and it seemed like it was of no use to explain to certain ... critical minds that it was indeed a matter outside of his own influence. Johann would leave them with their belief that they knew better, convinced that, this way, everyone could be at peace with the decision he had made and the case could be considered closed.

    It was a somewhat dull day on Amber Island, the sky covered by a soft veil of grey, the occasional rainfall turning the spirits within the guild similarly dull. Business was slow, but Johann, in honesty, had missed the oceanic weather. It was considerably more ... bearable when compared to the tropical climate of Tolgalen, a circumstance he had only really become aware of when he had returned to his place of birth. Still, admittedly, it seemed like one of those days where one would do best to stay inside, the one of the two Ambassadors of Dies Irae choosing to work through a bit of paperwork while he could while wondering where his colleague had disappeared to, casually glancing over to her desk inside the same office. Sivvy was probably either out on a mission or in the Mess Hall, a circumstance the silver-haired God of Ishgar would readily accept if it meant the girl was doing something other than plain paperwork for days on end.

    Still, there he was, doing precisely that. A small sigh escaped his lips, though, in honesty, he did not have anything better to do, writing official letters and signing forms while Cris, the small golden retriever puppy, would run around the office, occasionally attempting to attack the God of Ishgar's feet in an attempt to get him to play with her. Johann picked her up, heaving the puppy onto his lap. "You've gotten a lot bigger, haven't you?" he smiled, the dog giving an excited bark in return. He couldn't help but reminisce. So much time had passed since he had started his career, so much had happened, and yet, now out of all times, it seemed, things finally started to quiet and settle down for Joh.



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    Amalie
    Amalie

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    Post by Amalie on 27th April 2019, 8:18 am


    Time had certainly flown by since that night, there had been an array of events, along with with many more complications that Amalie hadn't anticipated. It was almost as if moving to Dies Irae was a warning for her, to move out of Tolgalen as quickly as possible. Because it wasn't long after that exciting night with the God of Ishgar. That she had been attacked by Seamus, an old acquaintance from her days as Wyatt's wife. Seamus had managed to track her down someone, and nearly gotten the best of her. Something that had only occurred due to Anima's interference. As a result, she had been forced to kill him. The only way she could avoid being defiled by him, before being dragged back to Charles for her ultimate punishment, something likely even worse than what Seamus had intended. She had moved to Amber Island quickly after that, settling in following the grand opening of Dies Irae. It had been a rather pleasant experience itself, being reunited with Sivvy and Johann all the while anticipating a fresh start. It had left her hopeful.

    But alas, this wasn't to be. The effects of being the vessel to a seal grew worse as the time when by. The bouts of nausea and sickness getting to her more and more frequently with even more infringing results, even resulting in her failure while out on a job. The woman was drinking way too much; as a means to suppress the being. But even she knew this wasn't a lasting solution. She couldn't stay drunk forever; it wasn't the life she'd aspired for herself. Despite promising Johann that she would reconsider her options carefully, it had finally come to this. She couldn't put it off anymore, and there simply was no alternative. At least, not one that she could see. She needed Mars to tears the Seal from her body once and for all.

    She was wearing her uniform as she made her way through the guild. Her red heels clicking loudly against the floor, her face void of emotion as she made her way towards the Ambassador's offices. Even though in truth, she was actually pretty nervous. She knew full well that today might be her last day of existence. Death was exactly an easy thing to come to term with, but she had thought about it long and hard, if today were her last day then at least Charles wouldn't have the satisfaction of mutilating her first. She reached the door, stopping there for a moment; it had been quite some times since she had spoken to Johann alone. That night had been wonderful and although they had agreed promised to see where they were when the dust had settled. There hadn't really been much time for it, had the dust settled yet? She wasn't really sure. It wasn't as though she hadn't thought about it; in fact, she had thought about it along. That night lingered in her mind frequently. But how was she supposed to address such a thing with a man who was now her boss? Although today that didn't matter, because she wasn't here for that. In fact, it dawned on her, that after today, it might not matter at all.

    She took a slow breath to calm herself, before reaching up and knocking on the door twice. She reached for the handle, and turned it open, peering inside. Her ice blue eyes would land on him, sitting at his desk with a puppy on his lap. Her eyes would soften slightly. A small smile crept onto her lips. "Now that's a wholesome sight." She commented in an amused tone, before shutting the door behind her. The smile faded from her lips as she brought herself back to why she was here. She wasn't here to be social; she needed to remember that, she was about to ask him for something she knew he wasn't keen on. She just hoped that he wouldn't deny her request because she really didn't want to continue existing this way. She would raise her gaze to his face, before asking, "Johann, could I have a word?"


    WC: 696
    Amalie's Total: 12,140
    Overall Total: 23,038


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    Johann
    Johann

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    Position : Saint of Justice
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    Guild : Dies Irae - GM
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    Age : 28
    Mentor : Ruvel
    Experience : 2,931,387
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    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
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    Post by Johann on 29th April 2019, 9:50 am

    Johann sensed the sounds of the heels on the tiled marble floor before anything else, the quick knock on the door following soon. "Come in", he spoke softly, though the door handle had already been moved, the door already being opened. "Amalie", Johann spoke in a tone that signaled both surprise and a hint of confusion, returning the soft smile that the woman offered him. It had been quite a while since the two had spent any significant time with each other, the last time had been ... quite a while ago, and ever since the events of that night things seemed to have been somewhat busy for not just the silver-haired Ambassador of Dies Irae, but also the Articulation Mage who, much to Johann's satisfaction, seemed to master her role within this new guild with ease. Cris turned her head, the puppy letting out an excited bark towards the new face. Johann set her down, the golden retriever immediately making her way over to the woman, all while wagging her tail happily, immediately starting to sniff at her, taking in the unfamiliar scent.

    Johann, on the other hand, seemed understandably less excited. Amalie's presence at his office meant that she had something she had to talk about and that it was something she would have to specifically address with him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have sought him out, right? "Of course", the man was quick to answer, pointing at the pair of sofas encircling a coffee table at the other side of the room, "Please, take a seat. Can I get you anything? Tea? Coffee? Something else?". He still access to the storage of his "Mansion", as it had been dubbed, the pocket space of his making, and could produce a wide range of drinks or refreshments if needed. If the woman would sit down, so would he on the opposite side, facing her. "So", he would start, leaning back slightly while the golden retriever puppy found it's place beside him, pressed against one of his legs, "What is it that you wish to discuss with me?". His voice carried with it a clear concern as his eyes sought hers. He had seen the condition that Amalie had been in the past couple of weeks, though if only at a few separate occasions. Still, their most recent encounter had not been overwhelmingly positive when she had returned from a job in a less than ideal state. Of course, the silver-haired Ambassador would, as always, listen intently, preparing for what the other had to say.



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    Amalie
    Amalie

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    Post by Amalie on 30th April 2019, 3:47 pm


    Amalie pressed the door shut behind her, moving further into the room. She would kneel down at the puppy's approach. At first offering the dog her hand to sniff, before gently scratching her behind the ear. She stood up once more, addressing Johann with her question. To which he obliged before offering her a drink, she shook her head at him. "No, thank you. I'm quite alright." She would move towards the chair opposite him, sitting down, she slid one leg over the other. Placing her hands on her lap, fingers intertwined tightly, the woman was somewhat nervous, although she was trying hard not to show it. She took a breathe, preparing herself. Here goes nothing. She thought, before parting her lips to speak.

    "You might remember, a few months ago, when you came to visit me. We had a conversation about my state of being in relation to Anima." She would pause for a moment, considering her words carefully. He could very well reject her request, even if he had promised to help. So needed to convince him. "And you may have noticed that there has been little improvement in my situation. If anything... Anima's effect on me has worsened to grande proportions."

    Amalie, please...

    She closed her eyes sharply, her fingers squeezing a little tighter, to the point where her knuckles were turning white. She hadn't drunk today, purely for the sake of not wanting to intervene with the procedure. Which meant the seal was completely present and well aware of what she planned to do. She reopened her eyes as she continued, "Not long before I came to Dies Irae, following our conversation. I was walking through the streets of Tolgalen, and I was attacked. It was one of the men who worked for my brother-in-law. I initially intended to fight him off and subdue him but thanks to... Anima's interference. He bested me, and as a result, sought it upon himself to stake a claim on my body." She cast her eyes down towards her hands, remembering that night. The fear she'd felt as he'd pinned her down, it was a fear she hadn't felt before. Even with her numbed heart, she felt it, ripping her to her core. She continued, not raising her gaze just yet, "I managed to stop him before he could, but barely. I had no choice but to kill him."

    She loosened the grip on her fingers slightly, sighing, it was getting easier to speak now that she'd already started. There was a momentum building in her words and she truly felt that there was no going back at this point. "Anima's existence inside of me is nothing but a hindrance, I am forced to drink just to suppress his influence and as a result, I cannot move forward or be of any use to myself or the Guild I've pledged myself to. I honestly believe if things continue this way at the rate in which they're progressing," She rose her gaze to the man across from her. "I'll likely end up dead before the year is up." She would lean forward in her seat, uncrossing her legs, she separated her hands, resting her palms against the edge of her seat. She looked across to the man with an imploring need for help. "So I'm asking you Johann, Mars, both of you. Please tear Anima from my body once and for all."




    WC: 573 | Amalie's Total: 12,713 | Overall Total: 24,035



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    Johann
    Johann

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    Age : 28
    Mentor : Ruvel
    Experience : 2,931,387
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    Post by Johann on 4th May 2019, 5:25 am

    Johann gave the woman a nod at the denial. Of course, that would mean that the Ambassador of Dies Irae wouldn't have any refreshment either, the two moving on with Amalie addressing his request for discussion, the Articulation Mage making no secret of the intention behind her visit, as always, retaining a certain directness. Johann could appreciate it, but at the same time he had been afraid that the conversation would revolve around this topic, his fear seemingly confirmed when she began speaking of the night those months ago and the conversation they had had in regards to Anima. He gave her a single nod in reply, following up with another nod when she continued. A nervous feeling began spreading throughout his gut, his brows narrowing slightly. Would she really make the request of him? The God of Ishgar's mind was racing. He would try to avoid it as much as possible, and had tried to convince her that it wasn't the right choice to the best of his abilities, but would it really be enough? All of this and more would shoot through his mind this mind the instance she had uttered the name of the Seal locked away inside her as the vessel. Further, it seemed that, as Amalie confirmed, the situation had not improved as he had hoped, but the opposite. He couldn't quite understand why the woman's body seemed to be so vehemently rejecting the other entity, it had been vastly different with himself and Mars, though he could only once again reach the conclusion that the Seals were affecting all hosts in a different way. A conclusion he had reached before, it was nothing new.

    Still, it seemed that Amalie had more to say than just that. She continued, revealing that, it had now been a good while ago, she had been assaulted by someone associated with the man that, if Johann remembered correctly, she had tried to escape from back on Tolgalen itself. His brows would narrow, his gaze one of sorrow. "That's ...", he would begin speaking, though stopped. He wasn't sure what to say. It was a horrible situation for the woman, and despite the fact that the Ambassador cared about her well-being, there was once again nothing he could do. The guilt began settling in, Johann lowering his gaze as well. If he hadn't left, hadn't taken the offer of the magic council ... maybe, he thought, maybe he could've been there to prevent it? Maybe he could've intervened, done something to protect her, but once again, once more he had failed to do so ... once again, he hadn't been good enough. "I'm sorry". And there it was again. Once again he had nothing to offer, nothing but apologies. The hands he had placed on his lap were clenched into fists. At least, he thought, at least the woman had eliminated the need to seek out and annihilate that rat, having already done so herself. It seemed like an issue that required addressing, the fact that the people that were after her seemed to have caught up to the Articulation Mage, though that would be, it seemed, a matter for a different time, Amalie continuing, Johann glancing up and lifting his gaze to the woman who was still averting her's.

    She went on to explain that Anima was the one she made responsible for the circumstances that had led to the scenario of the attack she had suffered, even going as far as assuming that, due to the Seal's hindering influence, she would eventually end up losing her life. The man gritted his teeth at the mention. It was a possibility, but was it worth taking the risk? It seemed that either option was associated with massive risks, drawbacks, but which one would be better in the end? Was it his call to tell? Johann hoped not. The man had no idea. Would she, could she really ask this of him?

    Yes, she could. Johann's fears were confirmed.

    The man leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes as he took a deep breath, confronted with a request he did not know how to answer in the slightest. He would have to make a decision. As far as he knew, he was the only one who could help Amalie. Johann had no idea of the current whereabouts of the other Seals safe from Aegror, who was still locked inside a container, and Aporia remained with Markus Eldridge, as far as he knew. At least he had not received any contradicting information. Where the man actually was? He did not know. Would the Seal of Chaos and her vessel be capable of tearing another Seal from their vessel? The God of Ishgar did not know and had to assume that, at current, Mars was the only one who had even attempted such a thing before. The conversation caused the intrigued Lord of War to react, Johann's left eye reflecting Mars' presence when he opened them again. "I see ...", the words were brought forth in attempt to gain a few more seconds, a little bit more time to think, though, in honesty with himself, Johann had to admit that he had already made his decision, driven by the wish to be able to do at least something for the Articulation Mage. He sighed. "I'll do it", the words prompting an immediate response from the Second Seal. "I refuse. To tear a Seal from one's vessel is foolish. All sorts of strange things could happen. She could-", Johann following up without delay, interrupting the Seal. "Mars ... please", the next part spoken only in the silver-haired man's mind for the Nephilim to hear. "You know what her life means to me. We cannot afford to be at odds on this ...", Mars hesitating for a moment before speaking from the vessel's mouth again. "Fine. On your responsibility, Johann von Weiss". Johann nodded.

    "We'll need a bit of space for the rune circle and a suitable container", the man followed up, his voice perhaps a little cold, fazed by the events that were occurring and would occur now that they had made a decision. "Amber Island is big and remote, we can remain unseen and unheard by all if we so desire. The container on the other hand ... it has to be magical and needs to be prepared. Anything in mind?". The question was, of course, directed towards the Articulation Mage.



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    Post by Amalie on 4th May 2019, 4:33 pm


    Amalie appreciated the quiet as she spoke, making it easier to get through the request without having to deal with any interruptions that might've thrown her off. It had been hard enough to get through as it was. He only spoke once she'd mentioned the incident with Seamus. He began to say something but seemed to stop himself, only to them go on and apologise. She shook her head, she saw no need for the apology, this wasn't his fault after all. Seamus being after her in the first place was simply a consequence of her past. She had chosen to be with Wyatt, to marry him, to accept his family and their ways. She had been the one to kill him and make a powerful enemy that would not rest to avenge their fallen brother. In a sense it was her own fault, even she had come to terms with that truth. She didn't say anything to her sympathy but continued with her request.

    When she had reached the point during which she asked him, her eyes would watch his as he responded. She looked on as he closed his eyes, leaning back in his seat as though pondering the situation. Her own mind racing also, but with wonderings on how he would react. He could deny her, tell her it was a waste of his times and resources. After all, he was an ambassador now, with much more important affairs to deal with. Also, there was the risk of her death, although the woman wasn't entirely sure whether or not her life was any value to him. He had called her his 'friend', and they had spent that one night together, but there hadn't been anything since. It might not be that hard for him to move on if she did die after all that was she really to him. They hadn't made a decision then, and now the only thing connecting them anymore was the guild and a few fond memories. Perhaps, a small, selfish part of her wanted him to care, maybe just a little.

    However, in spite of this, Amalie also knew that if he were to deny her for such a reason then, the woman would surely find herself in limbo. To spare her life because he cared, only for her to potential die in the near future anyway. Should she find herself in a dangerous situation, the alternative was to retire as a mage and find a tame, normal, yet ultimately safe job. It was a fate she abhorred. Amalie had long since made the decision that she fully intended to aspire to be something, now that she'd found magic and learned she was actually good at it. She wanted nothing more than to progress in her field. Subjecting herself to a life of misery just to stay alive; it just didn't seem worth it. He spoke, pulling her back into that moment. She waited anxiously, holding her breath slightly until finally, he sighed. Uttering those three words that would ultimately decide her fate.

    She took a breath, the grip of her palms against the seat easing off a touch. It was an odd mixture of emotions, relief that he would help, the concern that her life might not mean as much to him as she'd hoped, and also the niggling fear that began to build. The moment would be shortlived as Mars suddenly spoke, suddenly refusing her request. She straightened slightly, taken back by the moment. She parted her lips to protest, only to hear Johann speak. She paused, what could she say, how could she convince him to do this. There was a moment before he spoke again, agreeing to the request once and for all. She nodded her expression one of earnest gratitude.

    "Thank you." Her tone was light, not much louder than a whisper.  He would explain to her the requirements. She glanced down, taking a moment to think, a magical item she could use as a container, she didn't own much to choose from. Having gotten rid of most of her possessions when she ran away from home. Everything she owned she had purchased since, and for the most part it was just household items with no magical properties. As she looked at him, a memory came to mind, an item that had appeared to her, one that Johann had helped train her to use. Celeste. "I have something we can use...and as for the place. I guess the Training grounds would be as good as any." It was close enough that they wouldn't have to go far, now that it was agreed upon. To Amalie, the sooner they got on with it the better. She stood up suddenly, meeting his gaze. Her tone was a little more resilient now, having come to terms with how her fate had been decided.  "I'll meet you there shortly. I'll just go grab the... container." She said, moving out of his room before she could change her mind. She quickly set down the hall towards her own room. Her heels clicking once more as she made her way there with haste.

    Amalie... Mars was right. This is foolish, you have no idea the consequence that removing me will have. There's so much I haven't told you and if only you would listen, we could come to an underst-

    Her own thoughts would cut off the seal as she sought to silence his protests. There is nothing you can say that will change my mind. There is no room for understanding Anima. You chose to use my body for your own purpose, without my knowing. I did not agree to be your vessel and I'm not going to subject myself to some meagre existence just so you can have a nice little nest for yourself. She would enter her living quarters, striding through her front room. She would move over the mantlepiece, towards the stand on which Celeste would rest. She reached up and plucked the rapier from the stand, and turned back towards the exit. I know you didn't ask for this, I'm sorry this happened. I wish I wasn't such a bane on you, but we could work together, it would be easy. You need only accept me, Amalie. She shut the door to her room sharply. Moving down the hall, she made her way to the training grounds. This is no accepting you Anima. She told him, her voice echoing the finality of her tone. When she got there, she would look for Johann, approaching him swiftly, and offering him Celeste. She would look at him with a determination that would do it's utmost to mask that fear that was beginning to dwell inside her. The fear that in a matter of moments, she could be dead.

    "I'm ready."



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    Post by Johann on 12th May 2019, 2:24 pm

    The Training Grounds would be an adequate option, Johann giving the Articulation Mage a nod. Before anything else could or would be said, however, she had already stood up and headed for the exit, the door falling into its frame as it closed just a second later, leaving the Ambassador alone in the office. The silver-haired God of Ishgar leaned back into the seat, raising his eyes to the ceiling, dull, empty oculars, lost in thoughts staring upward. So ... this was it, huh? "I told you it is foolish. You two are making a grave mistake if you ask me". Johann did not move, though responded with a perhaps somewhat snippy thought. "Yeah, but I'm not asking you, Mars. Or do you have a better idea?". The Lord of War giggled. "I'm not here to dictate your life choices to you, but if she really means that much to you, Johann von Weiss ...", the voice of the Second Seal would turn from amused, playful to a serious tone for just a moment, "... then you will regret your decision". Johann scoffed at the response. "But what other choice do we have, Mars? She's right ... realistically speaking, it's either this, taking the risk and hoping for the best or living in agony". "... Or, the natural option, she could accept my brother. She should be glad, for Anima's presence is a blessing. But you mortals always know it all. You'll see where it gets you". Johann, covering his face with his hands, sighed,"I suppose I will".

    If this was the option she had chosen, after all, and he would attempt to assist her as best as he could, just this once he would try to make it right ... or else he would end up risking losing someone he cared about again. Had he not experienced enough of that? Had he not lost enough people already? Time and time again, he had been able to do nothing about it, standing by idly as- "Are you just gonna sit here and pity yourself? You have a date, remember?". The Second Seal had a point. Johann stood up, the puppy wagging its tail excitedly once more, Johann turning to her with a somewhat weak half-smirk. "Come on, little one, let's get you back to our room. I'll be back for you in a little bit".

    After that, the man would head to the Trial Grounds, the arena just behind the guild hall. Grey storm clouds still covered the sky, and the occasional sounds of distant thunder would erupt periodically, but still, the setting sun lit up the sky with an orange glow that would break through the blanketing cover once in a while. It barely mattered. From the looks of it, Amalie had not yet been there, and so the Ambassador would, with an expressionless face, begin etching runes into the ground. Mars' knowledge on the arcane was vast, greater than anything Johann could ever hope for, and so all he had to do was follow the Seal's instructions, the large magic circle completed just a short while later, the black scripture covering a good portion of the battleground inside the arena.

    Of course, Amalie would follow up on her statements from earlier, arriving just a little after he had completed the preparations, the woman handing him the container she had picked. Johann gave her a nod. The sword was undoubtedly magical, suitable, the God of Ishgar thus running his finger across the silver blade, purple runes lighting up, following the trail of his movement. It would hold Anima, at least for a while, either until a more specialized container could be found or further modifications and preparations could be made to the runic seal binding the Nephilim. Johann was nervous, the familiar feeling spreading throughout his gut, though the Ambassador ignored it.

    "Step into the circle and remain still in its middle". The man's voice was monotonous, carrying an almost sad undertone. The next few minutes would decide over Amalie's future, and the fact left more than a bad taste in his mouth. His eyes remained fixed on her as she would undoubtedly follow his instructions, Johann standing just a few meters before her. He would raise the blade she had given her, pointing the tip of the weapon at its owner. "You're sure about this?". The absence of a reply would be the Ambassador's answer. "Shall we begin?", he addressed Amalie, waiting for her command before releasing the magic. The magic circle on the ground would flare up with bright white light, the several layers beginning to, slowly, rotate along different axes. As lines of white runes would rise up from the ground, wrap around Amalie's hands, arms, legs, and feet to bind her in place, a similar magic circle would appear at the tip of the sword, although smaller, Johann's left eye changing color as an indicator for Mars' presence. The ritual had begun, and now that it had started, there was no going back.

    Amalie, meanwhile, would begin feeling magical pressure pull at her from all sides while an agonizing feeling of pain would spread through her body, a feeling as if someone had started tearing a part of her from herself ... as if someone was beginning to rip out her still beating heart. Johann and Mars had to make sure to separate the two souls that inhabited the same body and capture one of the two while leaving the other completely untouched, a process that in and of itself was difficult when risking damage to one of the two souls, and even more difficult when trying to leave both souls unharmed. Johann concentrated, focussing his magic power towards the runic scripture, his brows narrowing, pearls of sweat forming on his forehead. Luckily he could fall back on Mars and his sheer limitless magical power, but handling the immense flow of pressure was not an easy task regardless, even for the God of Ishgar. Just a little more, they only needed a little bit more time ...

    Johann's eyes widened. At the woman's core, he had found Anima, the Seal locked inside her, barred behind the magical seal that gave the Nephilim's their name. All that was left to do was undo this Seal, a monumental task considering the two had to be as careful as possible. Johann raised his other hand, an expression of struggle spreading across his face. Maintaining the circle was difficult, though slowly, the seal inside Amalie would begin to unravel, fade away, before finally, after a few harsh moments, exposing Anima, the Fifth Seal of the Apocalypse. With a swift motion and undoubtedly unbearable pain, Johann would draw back the blade, pulling the Seal from the woman's body, a white thread of energy seemingly flowing into the blade before finally, the runic circle would let go of her, the lights would die down, and the magic circle would stop revolving. Johann breathed heavily. The magical force of such an action had taken its toll, though still, his multi-colored eyes remained locked on her, watching for anything. Any sign, any change, anything at all. His gaze was concerned, and so, he raised his voice.

    "Amalie ... please ... tell me you're alright".



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    Post by Amalie on 12th May 2019, 4:19 pm


    Amalie’s steps slowed as she reached the training grounds, treading lightly against the dirt beneath her, and steadily moving towards where Johann was standing in what appeared to be a circle of ruins engraved into the ground. Once she reached him, she extended Celeste before him, hoping that this would be satisfactory for a 'container'. She didn't really have anything else she could offer him. Still, he would take the sword from her; it seemed to satisfy the need for a container as she watched him work his magic. Even though she had asked him to do this, it hadn't truly felt real until this morning. The lingering fear within her grew stronger, the knowledge that she could be dead in a matter of minutes. It was strange to think; she hadn't felt this scared for a long time. Not since Wyatt's death. Upon his command, she would step into the centre of the circle, placing her hands by her sides. She clenched her fists tightly, trying to contain herself from succumbing to the anxious feeling dwelling inside of her.

    Amalie, please, I’m begging you, don’t do this.

    His voice was more desperate now; perhaps it had also dawned on the seal how real this was becoming, now that she was standing in the magic circle Johann had prepared. Her face was blank as she attempted to hold her resolve. The Seal began to writhe within her, as though attempting to stop her. She could feel his resistance rising as he struggled desperately to take control of her body. But this time she was prepared. With all her will, she held him back. It wasn’t easy, the nausea was creeping back through her, and she was beginning to feel faint once more. Anima, please, stop fighting. She thought, hoping he would make this easier and heed her wishes.

    No, Amalie, I can’t let you do this, I won’t.

    Her body would tremble slightly as she worked hard to restrain the seal; she knew that he was trying to control her speech. To call out to Mars, to tell him to stop this foolishness. But as Johann asked that final question, pointing the tip of Celeste towards her, she would meet his gaze with a steely determination. She wanted to say something to him, in case it all went wrong, and this would be the last time she ever spoke to him. To thank him for everything he'd ever done and to say that no matter what happened, she would never choose to blame him for it. But doubt seeped in; she didn’t want to say anything that may change the man’s mind. Not at this point, no, it was better off leaving it unsaid.  she parted her lips, answering his question.

    AMALIE, NO! STOP!

    “Please…Remove the seal.”

    Her voice was slightly strained, but her tone remained firm, which was enough confirmation for him to activate the spell. The magic circle beneath her would begin to flare up with white light. Amalie’s eyed the magical light as it would begin to bind her in place. Her heart racing as she found herself unable to move. As the magic circle appeared at the end of the sword, and Mars would make his presence known from the discolouration of Johann’s eye. And the removal of the fifth seal would begin.

    Amalie’s mouth part slightly, her eyes would widen as her body began to ripple with agonising pain. It was unlike any pain she'd ever felt before; she felt like her entire body was being crushed by the immense magical pressure that surrounded her. She wanted to scream, to cry, to beg him to stop but no sound left her lips. She couldn’t make a sound. Instead, she would stand there, enduring the unbearable sensations that transgressed through her being. She felt like she was being ripped apart from the inside out, almost like someone had taken hold of her heart and was trying to tear it from her body forcibly. It may have only been a few moments, but the pain dragged on for what felt like a lifetime.

    Then it seemed, Johann had found what it was he was looking for, as Amalie’s endured one final tearing sensation, and the pain would worsen to unimaginable levels. As though her very soul was being ripped into two, her body would shake as slowly, but surely the seal was pulled out of her. The light would fade from around her, and she would stand there, panting heavily as the pain faded away. Her eyes would close, as she took a moment to collect herself. Her breath slowed, and she suddenly felt very fatigued. She heard his voice, calling her name, and a weak smile would creep onto her lips. Her ice-blue eyes would open, as she looked at him. “Johann, I-“ She stopped speaking, blinking slowly, as realisation dawned on her.

    Johann wasn’t standing there anymore.

    In his place stood a man in his thirties, with dark brown hair, swept back with a layer of gel and eyes as black as night. He had tanned skin, and his chin was coated in a thin layer of stubble. He was wearing a familiar black biker jacket and jeans. The man wore a devilish grin, as he looked back at her with a playful stare.

    “Hey Baby, long time no see.”

    To Johann, he would watch as her face contorted into one of true terror, she would stumble back suddenly, tripping over her own feet as she did so, only to land firmly on the ground.  She would speak towards the god of Ishgar, but her gaze would not meet him, almost as though she was looking at someone else. “No.” She whispered breathily, crawling away from the man as quickly as she could. “You’re not real, y-you can’t be. You died.”

    “That I did baby, all thanks to you.” His voice was as a husky and deep as she remembered it. He would cock his head at her, his hands stuffed into the pocket of his jeans. Wyatt would walk over to her, crouching in front of her casually. “Gotta say, didn’t expect you to actually kill me Ams, pretty harsh don’t ya think”

    She shook her head incredulously, as though she couldn't believe what she was hearing. She forgot for a moment that he wasn't real, only to answer him honestly. “I had to, You were killing me, Wyatt. I was dying!”


    “I was just giving you some tough love, I would’ve stopped, and you know it. But you just had to take it one step further; you were always selfish like that." She shook her head Racking her mind as she tried to make sense of what was happening. This couldn’t be happening, Wyatt was dead, long dead. She had killed him; she had watched the life drain from his eyes after her glass had sliced him to pieces. Yet, he here was kneeling in front of her, and he looked very much alive. Amalie could hear a ringing in the distance; it began to grow louder as she spoke. "What do you want?”

    “I want you to acknowledge what you are Ams, what you’ve been in denial of since the day you killed me.” His devilish grin would fade, and his expression would grow cold, and serious. It was the same look he had worn before he beat her, all those years ago. She would shudder at the sight of it, a reflex she had thought she had gotten over. “And what’s that?” She whispered back to him; she didn't want to hear the answer. But maybe, she could stop this if she heard it.

    “A good for nothing whore and a murderer.”

    The ringing would grow louder; all the while she shook her head. “I-I can’t,” She answered weakly. Even in death she couldn't help but feel scared of him. She knew he wasn’t real, but even crouching there in front of her, he was as imposing as ever. His ability to instil fear in her was as overwhelming as it had been back then. Once again, she felt like the weak little housewife, who couldn't stop her husbands from laying his heavy hand on her whenever he saw fit. She closed her eyes and shook her head. This wasn’t real, it couldn’t be. It was at this point. A devastating thought slipped into her mind.

    Unless I did die after all…

    Tears would begin to stream down her cheeks,  as she began to sob at the thought. Maybe removing the seal had killed her and this was the afterlife. Her eternal damnation. “Oooh that wouldn’t that be interestin’ huh Ams? Spending eternity down here with me, I would enjoy that, if you thought living was hell, imagine what I could do to you know, for the rest of eternity.” She said nothing, she only sobbed, unable to contain herself. “Please, no, this can’t be happening.” The ringing would grow even louder; only it was layered know. It sounded like voices, lots of different voices all talking at once, stacked on top of each other.

    “Such a waste.”... “Insolent brat.”...“Tramp.”... “Thief.” ...“Whore.” ~

    Amalie opened her eyes, looking back at Wyatt, she let out a sudden scream as she realised he was now leaning directly over her. And this time, he had several broken shards embedded in his body, the wounds pouring with blood. Everywhere, his chest, his neck, one had even torn into his left eye socket. She would watch as the blood dripped onto her uniform, although in reality, nothing was there. “Ain’t I pretty sweetheart, A fuckin’ masterpiece you might say, your masterpiece. Look at me Amalie; you did this!” He snarled the last part angrily, his mutilated face only a few inches from hers, she winced at the sight, shaking her head furiously, and trembling as she wept. The voices were growing more incessant, making it hard for her to focus. She could feel her sanity slipped away, her body suddenly overflowing with emotion. As though every trauma, all the sadness, all the anger, every negative emotion she had ever held back. Was washing over her and drowning her in an endless wave of emotions, she felt like she was suffocating under it.

    And moment by moment, it was breaking her.

    Of course, Johann would see nor hear any of this. He would see only a deranged woman, crying and talking to herself. Mumbling incoherently, and whimpering. Suddenly, A voice would ring out, loud and clear, as though echoing through the surrounding area, it was soft, silky, and distinctly male. “You see what happens when you humans dabble with fate!” He hissed angrily, “Mars, brother, please, you must rectify this.” The Seal of Souls would pause, his voice a little softer as he continued.

    “You see, Amalie’s mind has always been under my care. Her life has been an endless series of hardships. She had suffered relentlessly at the hands of her fellow human, and as a result, I took it upon myself to protect her mind. I placed binds on her soul, dulling these merciless emotions you humans are so vulnerable to; Sadness, Fear, Guilt, Anger, Hate. There were all numbed by my magic, and now what you are witnessing. Is each and every one of these emotions, escalating over her entire lifespan, flooding her mind at once.”

    Amalie could not hear Anima’s words; everything was being drowned out by the voices, Wyatt’s hissing hateful words angrily to her. She moved onto her knees, weeping into her hands. Her heart felt like it was breaking, over and over again. It was a sadness; she had never known before, coupled with dread and rage. Her mind was sinking into an endless pit of darkness, and no matter what she tried she couldn't claw her way out. Anima would speak once more, a sense of desperation in the seal's voice now, as once again he addressed Mars directly.

    “Brother, I beg you, please, return me to her at once.”




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    Post by Johann on 25th May 2019, 3:53 pm

    The process seemed to cause Amalie considerable discomfort, at least from the looks of it, the Ambassador and God of Ishgar glad when finally, everything seemed to be over. Understandable. The process hadn't been easy for Johann, but the man couldn't imagine what it would be like to have a soul severed from one's body ... but, at the very least, when the removal of the Fifth Seal of the Apocalypse finally ended, Amalie was still there, still standing, and still breathing, a sense of relief washing over the Ambassador as he took a deep breath. A feeling that would fade back into nothingness as soon as it had come, his eyes widening as it changed into the shocked realization that it had, in fact, not gone over without any complications. The woman seemed to feel the same way, her expression quickly changing not just into shock, but pure terror as soon as she raised her eyes to his, Amalie stumbling pack in what appeared like panicked horror. Johann took a step forward, extending a hand towards her, though quickly pulling back when this only seemed to cause more distress.

    What was she saying? Johann had died? This seemed oddly out of context. Had she found out about the day at the Cursed Lands ...? It seemed strange, though, that she would deny his existence. Johann did not quite understand at first, ascribing her reaction to the harsh process accompanied by unbearable agony she had just gone through. Perhaps the woman was just confused? The God of Ishgar took another step towards her, and another one to follow suit. "Amalie?", his voice was laden with concern. "Is ... is everything alright?". Mars released an obviously disgruntled scoff, the echo of the distorted voice ringing in Johann's head, "I knew this was a bad idea. This is your fault, Johann von Weiss. Can't you see what you have done? If you cared about her you would've stopped this before it even started, you moronic imbecile". Johann blinked, surprised by the unusually harsh words. "I don't un-", the Lord of War's voice interrupted him, "Look and see". It was a somewhat redundant remark. The man hadn't taken his eyes off Amalie, though this fact did not serve to milden the paralyzing shock of sudden realization that ensued just a moment later, the now Seal-less Articulation Mage calling him by a name that he could only presume belonged to a certain person. Although the woman had never directly mentioned his name, judging by her reaction the God of Ishgar could imagine what she was going through. It seemed like the woman had paid a hefty price for the removal of the Fifth Seal of the Apocalypse, nothing other than her mental stability. The Ambassador's eyes widened. "No ...".

    Johann shook his head. Was this what had happened to her? Was this the consequence that Mars had been talking about? The woman seemed completely out of it, not even recognizing the man that had been her mentor, and was now her guild master, talking to herself in a wild ramble of emotions, distress, shock. A panic slowly but surely began to arise within the silver-haired Rune Mage. Was this his doing? Was this really his fault? Had he messed it up and now the removal of Anima had backfired massively. It appeared at least that, indeed, the process had not granted the desired salvation and the expected relief, and the opposite was the case, tears now streaming down her face. "Amalie ... it's me, Johann ... please, Amalie, I-", his voice interrupted by her sudden scream of terror, Johann's brows narrowing in sorrow, taking another step towards her.

    He wanted to approach her, try to comfort her, try to snap her out of it, though the God of Ishgar stopped in his tracks after only a single step, a soft, yet clear voice of a male ringing out, uttering harsh condemnation for the act that Johann had committed before imploring Mars to reverse the decision. It wasn't particularly hard to figure out who's voice this was. "Anima ...", the voice of Mars following suit, "Brother". The distorted growl seemed to almost hum in recognition. The explanation provided by the Fifth Seal certainly helped clear things up a bit. So she was in this state because the Seal had kept her stable by numbing her emotions, these same collective, built-up emotions now returning back to her all at once. It certainly explained the state she was in, but would re-sealing Anima inside her be the cure? Would she even be able to survive such a process? Anima finished by once more asking Mars to directly to reverse the process. The Lord of War's voice was uncharacteristically serious, his tone cold and straightforward. "I apologize, Brother. This should not have been allowed in the first place. I will seal you within her at once, of course". Johann's body began moving on its own, raising the blade towards the woman, its movements, however, stopping after just a moment, the other one within the vessel resisting it. Mars' voice hissed out loud.

    "What are you doing?"

    "Wait. Stop this, Mars."

    "What? What are you saying, you insolent-."

    "You cannot seal Anima within her again. It will kill her."

    "Not if she accepts him."

    "What if she doesn't want to?"

    "She has little choice. It is a risk we will have to take."

    "It is too dangerous!"

    Mars responded by releasing an animalistic growl, Johann's form beginning to tremble as both began to wrestle for control over the vessel, still clenching Celeste, the container Anima had now been sealed in.



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    Post by Amalie on 26th May 2019, 7:26 am


    “Good for nothing...”
    “A disappointment to our family...”
    “Vile woman...”
    “No one cares about you...”
    "We all wish you were dead...” ~

    "Please..." Amalie would whimper weakly.

    “Not worth our time...”
    “A shameful girl...”
    “You make me sick...”
    “I hate you...”
    "You deserve to die...” ~

    "No more...please...stop..." She pleaded, her voice laced with defeat. The voices had begun overbearing her now, she could barely focus on anything, as the endless stream of hateful words rattling through her mind. Each one accompanied by the stinging lash of the emotional pain she should have felt when she heard it. Over and over again, an endless assault of emotional pain, searing through her heart, torturing her. No matter how much she tried to fight, it would continue to drag her down into a pit of sorrow she could bounce back from. No matter how she tried, the emotions would not fade. Instead, they burrowed themselves deeper, tearing her apart as they did so. The crack of thunder could be heard above them, followed moments later by the bright flash of lightning across the sky.

    “Awful isn't it baby? This is your truth Amalie, you have always been weak. You just didn't know it until now.” She shook her head, her face still buried in her hands as she wept relentlessly. "I can't take it... I need it to stop...please..." She begged him, it seemed futile. Asking the man she had put to death to help her, but she had no choice, she couldn't see any other way to make it stop. The pain washing over her, it felt like her sanity was being chipped away with each passing moments. Meanwhile, she remained oblivious to the struggle that was occurring right in front of her as Mars and Johann fought over what action to take. Anima's force grew more frustrated.

    “You have to do this! For Amalie's sake, she cannot exist as she is now. Look at her!"

    All the while a voice broke through to Amalie, a new voice amongst the others, much more familiar and much more impactful.

    “I never wanted you Amalie...”

    Amalie's sobs grew more erratic, panic rising within her at the female voice as it addressed her. The familiarity of the moment sinking in, she didn't want to repeat this. Not again. "No...please."

    "I thought I would grow to love you but..."

    "Stop...STOP! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR THIS!"

    "I wish you had never been born."

    Amalie threw her head back, letting out an agonized cry as another wave of despair washed over her. Her hands moving to the side of her head, fisting her hair roughly as though attempting to stop her mind from falling apart. The darkened skies above seemed to echo the woman's pain, as the rain began to fall from the sky, softly at first before growing more intense. Anima's voice would ring out once more, "Can you not see what this is doing to her? This agony will not stop, not until I return to her where I can lock away all the tainted memories that have been unleashed." He continued to plead, trying to get through to the God of Ishgar.

    "You can stop this Ams..." Amalie's eyes had been drawn shut, a desperate attempt to block out everything that she was seeing. However, slowly she would open them, the ice-blue eyes reflecting her immense sadness. She lowed her face as she looked upon the mutilated body of her late husband once more. "H-How?" She asked weakly. She wanted this to stop, she needed this to stop. She couldn't take anymore, the pain was too unbearable.

    "You know how Amalie, you can stop this, you need only say the word." She watched as he brought a hand up, gently stroking the edge of one of the broken pieces of glass embedding into his skull. Her eyes widened as realisation dawned, the answer he was offering her. "No..I can't... I can't do that..." Fresh tears brimmed her eyes, she tried to brush them away, but they did not cease.

    "Yes you can, you can end it all sweetheart, it'd be so quick. A little pain and then ...peace. You would finally be free, from all of it. The pain would be over, you would never have to hurt again.  Doesn't that sound nice?"

    It did sound nice.

    She wanted nothing more than for it to stop, to be over. If she didn't, she didn't know how long she would be stuck like this. It had felt like forever had passed, and who knew how much longer it would go on. It would mean giving up so much but... like this, she'd already lost those things anyway. The tears began to slow, her body would stop trembling and she began to calm slightly. She took a moment to collect herself, trying to endure the voices for a moment, as she made her decision. She couldn't just do this though, not like this, she needed to speak to that person, to see them before she did. She cleared her throat before speaking once more.

    "Is he still here?" She would ask trying to sound a little firmer than before as she met the dead man's gaze. Wyatt's undamaged eye would narrow at her, there was a pause before he nodded. "Then let me see him...once more." Wyatt scowled at her angrily, but she held his gaze, even if he looked at her with the same unforgiving eyes he used to bear when he would punish her.

    "Fine."

    The voices would dull slightly, still lingering in the background, but not much louder than a distant humming sound. Wyatt would vanish from her sight, and her eyes would once again fall on Johann. Standing before her with an expression of concern and sorrow. She breathed with relief at the sight of him, "Johann..." She whispered, climbing her to her feet, and moving towards him. She would manoeuvre around the sword, closing the distance between them. She hooked her arms under his, and embraced him tightly, burying her face in his chest for just a moment as she savoured the warmth of his body, relishing in the relief that it was really him. She looked up at him, smiling softly, despite the sadness that lingered in her eyes. Pushing up onto her tiptoes, closing her eyes, she would bring her lips to his. Offering him a soft kiss, different than before, it wasn't hungry with need or want. But softer, more affectionate. She pulled her arms out from around him, bringing them up and to cup to his face. She pulled away from the kiss, pressing her forehead against his, she would stroke the line of his jaw with her thumb. Opening her eyes to meet his, she gazes at him softly, "Forgive me, Johann." She whispered to him, letting go of his face, she would take a few steps back, recreating the distance between them.

    "Take care of Sivvy for me okay?" Her voice would crack as she said this, her heart aching even more as she realised she would never get to say goodbye to the rose-haired girl that had somehow become so integrated into her life. Anima, it seemed had realised the woman's intentions and spoke up in a desperate attempt to stop her.

    "Amalie, stop, you don't have to do this. There's another way!" He called to her, hoping he would catch her attention enough for her to listen. The sound of his voice would throw her for a moment. Causing her to hesitate, looking momentarily confused. However, it was at this point that the hum of the voices would begin to grow a little louder and a new wave of sorrow washed through her, cementing in her mind that this was her only choice.

    "Shards."

    The air would ripple with shards of glass, they would hover around her, droplets of raining bouncing off the glass as the downpour continued. One by one the shards of glass would turn their sharpest edge inwards towards the woman. Looming over her, all the while she would look at Johann. Meeting his gaze, she took a shaky breath, before addressing him one last time.

    "Goodbye, Johann Von Weiss."

    With a flick of her wrist, the glass would fly, soaring towards her to offer her a quick, forgiving death.




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    Post by Johann on 26th May 2019, 10:06 am

    The Ambassador remained frozen in place, paralyzed by the internal struggle as no side managed to overpower the other. It was a natural consequence of the equilibrium between Angel and Demon controlling the same vessel. Both blessing and curse, Einherjar and Berserkir, were equals. There was no way for one to exceed the other. Neither Mars nor Johann was able to act, but neither was willing to give the other as much as a single inch. It had become a stalemate, even under the pleading, begging voice of Anima, neither would yield.

    "I cannot. It will kill her!"

    "It will kill her if you do nothing, fool!"

    "I can't lose another one. I cannot lose her, Mars!"

    The enormous crack of thunder almost seemed to tear apart the dark sky above, a small, but continuous stream of droplets turning into pouring rain, soaking the man and his clothing in the cold water, wet streaks of silver hair sticking to his face that still bore an expression of struggle and sorrow, the glowing pupil of Mars and the silver one of Johann firmly locked onto the woman still kneeling on the now muddy dust of the Trial Grounds. Her condition seemed to worsen by the second. They would have to reach some sort of conclusion soon, or the damage that had been done would be irreversible, that much seemed more than clear. The woman's sobs, her screams, it was unbearable. The sword would rise slowly, the arm of the vessel beginning to straighten out, the tip of the weapon pointed at Amalie as doubt began to settle in the God of Ishgar's mind. Was he really doing the right thing? The thought vanished as soon as it had come, the silver-haired Rune Mage witnessing the slow, yet determined movement orchestrated by Mars.

    "What are you doing with that sword?!"

    "We have to seal Anima within her once more."

    "And by sealing ... you mean ..."

    "Precisely."

    "Are you out of your mind?!"

    "It is the only possibility we are left with. The Fifth Seal has been undone. I must establish contact with her soul."

    "Over my dead body!"

    The hand holding the sword would lower once more, Johann fighting desperately against his own Seal, a previously unknown feeling of intense nausea that rushed over him in waves spreading throughout his entire body. He felt sick, his vision beginning to blur, but he couldn't give up now. He couldn't leave Mars to do as he pleased. Too much was at risk now.

    Then, over the roaring cracks of thunder and the cascade of rain around them, he would hear her voice ring out, calling his name, his vision focussing to see her stand up. "Amalie ...", his voice was little more than a breath, barely a whisper. With slow steps, the Articulation Mage began making her way over to him, the man feeling her soft embrace just a moment later. He wanted to move, he wanted to return the embrace, but he felt Mars' overwhelming urge to turn the blade around, every fiber of his being focussed on maintaining control. Then, he felt her soft lips brush against his own, her gentle touch on his face.

    "Forgive me, Johann."

    Her words echoed in his mind, a single stream of tears that was barely distinguishable from the continuous downpour beginning to run from his right eye, the part that still belonged to him. "Amalie ... what do you mean ...?"

    "Take care of Sivvy for me okay?"

    The words caused an intense pain to flare up within his body, just below the scar that covered his chest. The realization came to the man that this was not something he had planned for. This wasn't real. This couldn't be real. "Amalie ... please, stop it". Anima's voice echoed across the Training Grounds, the Fifth Seal similarly desperate.

    "Shards."

    Johann's eyes widened, his gaze trembling in shock as the shards of broken glass materialized all around her, the shards turning inward. "No. Please.", his voice cracked, ladened with sadness, with sorrow ... and above all, despair, pleading to the other.

    And so, there he was once again. He would once again be unable to save someone he loved.

    The man's mind exploded with thoughts, possibilities, conclusions, all reaching the same result in the end. It came down to a simple choice. Accept this reality or the one Mars proposed. The stream of tears from his right eye, at once, turned red, sanguine blood pouring from it. What good would all this strength be if he couldn't even save those he cared about? Had he not sought it to prevent exactly this in the first place? Yet here he was, paralyzed, unable to act. It was pathetic. Everything he had ever strived for was for naught. He was a failure.

    "Goodbye, Johann Von Weiss."

    The words appeared surreal, though triggered an instant reaction. Time seemed to slow down to a painfully slow grind, the drops of rain all around creeping through the air at snail's pace. The Rune Mage and the Second Seal had to act. All choice had been eliminated. The two, out of forced necessity, had become one once more, burning red sclera's and demonic pupils focussing on the woman and the shards of jagged glass creeping towards her.

    "I do not accept this"

    Within the blink of an eye, less than a fraction of a second, the Ambassador had rushed forward, the sword containing the Fifth Seal of the Apocalypse sinking into Amalie's chest. Without delay, the massive magic circle on the ground would erupt into blinding brilliance, an unfathomable magical pressure descending on everything within.

    "Forgive me"

    The words were but a whisper, the man unsure if she could even hear him under these circumstances, though it mattered little. Without losing time, the man pressed his other hand against her chest, the woman's body vanishing in another flash of light and reappearing a few meters away, just in time to get out of the way of the shards. Of course, Johann wasn't so lucky.

    The air filled with a spray of carmine glow momentarily, countless shards boring into the Ambassador's flesh, blood-smeared glass protruding from all across the man's body, the world seemingly turning eerily silent for just a second. Still, Johann couldn't help but flash a weak smile.

    "I'm ... sorry"

    With these words, he closed his eyes, stumbling backward before finally collapsing to the ground.



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    Post by Amalie on 26th May 2019, 1:50 pm


    The voices were thunderous now, almost like screams ringing in her ears. She could no longer make out what they were saying, it just sounded like an endless roar. She was tempted to close her eyes, but she didn't. Instead, she held his gaze, looking at Johann with a solemn expression, as she came to terms with her fate. This was it, the end of Amalie.

    She would die and her story would end.

    Upon her command, the shards flew towards her, broken glass soaring at her speedily with lethal intent. Then in a moment too fast for her eyes to follow, Johann moved, darting forward, she felt an excruciating pain erupt in her chest. Her eyes grew wide, her lips parting slightly as her own sword tore through her flesh, carving its way into her body and running her through completely. The magic circle beneath them lit up once more, and the agonizing pain rippled through her once again. The pain in her chest, like heat, it would spread through her body. As though a poison was seeping through her, attacking every nerve and fibre of her being. As the Fifth Seal of the Apocalypse reattached itself to her. The screaming voices had begun to roar in protest, she felt her emotions whirling around chaotic as though attempting to take over completely before the Nephilim could get to them, her body trembling under the emotional and physical pain she was enduring. The combination of the two was crushing, so immense the woman would wish for death over and over again.

    Despite these words, she would hear him, Johann asking her forgiveness. Then he was gone, in the flash, she had been forced away from him. The shock of it would cause her to stumble, her pained body giving in as she fell to her knees. Enraptured in the throes of hurt she was enduring. Finally, there was an increase in pressure causing the woman to let out a guttural cry. Anima had found her soul and was currently securely bonding himself to it once more.

    And then just like that, there was silence.

    The voices had stopped, the pain disappeared. And there was an eerie ...peace in her mind. As though every emotion she was feeling had been shoved inside a box as locked away, the lid slammed shut by Anima. She kneeled there, panting heavily, shaky from the exertion of what had just happened. Her hands would move on their own, manipulated by the newly embedded seal, he would control her movements for a moment, as they reached up. Grabbing the sword's blade, she would pull firmly, the edges of the blade cutting her hands. Gritting her teeth, and attempting to suppress a scream as she pulled the rapier out of her chest. Surely, this would kill her, under normal circumstances. But as the blade left her body, the wound would begin to heal. And in the centre of her chest, where the sword had been embedded inside her, an emblem would appear, glowing brightly for a moment before fading to black. The marking would appear, almost like a tattoo. The mark was like a 'V' which short lines crossing the top of each stem and a slight dash of either side. The blade would fall to the floor, and her arms would drop once more. Amalie swayed slightly, leaning forward she would rest her hands on the muddy floor of the stadium to steady herself. Taking a moment to breathe, before speaking in her mind. Anima...?

    Yes, Amalie, I'm here. She closed her eyes, so he was back inside of her. Of course, it must have been the only way to spare her. She gulped, it had been that or death. She brought lifted up her gaze, looking for the man who had chosen to save her. At the sight of him, her eyes would widen in horror.

    "No." She whispered in disbelief, following this with a much louder, pained scream. "NO."

    Dragging herself forward with the little strength she had left, she would crawl over to him, as quickly as her fatigued body would let her. Leaning over him, tears would fall from her eyes once more, "No, please...Not this, anything but this." She cried. Johann lay there, covered in blood, the shards she had attempted to use to end her own existence covering his body. "Anima, we have to do something please. This can’t happen! Not him, Please not him." She begged desperately, yet try as she might, her magic would not come, the strain of having a seal removed and re-sealed had taken its toll on her strength. She was simply too weak to help him now. In spite of Anima's attempt to withhold her emotions, he could not suppress the sadness and agony she felt. The helplessness and sorrow that had overwhelmed her, as she sobbed for him. "Johann please....please be ok. I need you."



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    Post by Johann on 29th May 2019, 10:33 am

    And once again, the man found himself in dark emptiness, floating through an endless sea of void, opening his eyes. All around him ... nothing. He took a deep breath, taking in the familiar scene that was Limbo. "So ... we died again?". The Ambassador's voice echoed through the depths of empty space around himself, prompting a reaction from the Second Seal. A pair of ruby eyes opened, seemingly far away, yet close, staring down upon the silver-haired man. "Seems so. I'll have to admit, the girl packs a punch, tsehe ...", Johann, at first ignoring the words of admiration for the Articulation Mage. "Is she alright?" "Hm?" "Did she survive?" "Feeling a little rough maybe, but she's breathing". The God of Ishgar closed his eyes, a small smile changing his expression into a tranquil one, an expression that seemed at peace. "That's good ...", the man spoke, a heavy burden lifted from his shoulders. It had, of course, been his fault in the first place, not for agreeing to take Anima from the woman, but also for making her go through the process of placing the Seal back in its host. There was one more thing, though. "So ... do I get to go back?", the deep voice of Mars responding swiftly, but with a somewhat upset tone, although the change was subtle, "Of course. You and I are immortal, but, a word of warning, Johann von Weiss ...", the eyes narrowing their gaze on the man, "... while we are immortal, the vessel is not invincible. Don't break it or I'll have to step in. We only have one, after all, tssehehe ...". Had it really been that bad? The man had been injured many times before, but ... Mars had a point. Of course, the Rune Mage did not believe that a situation like this one would repeat itself. As such, he responded with a simple nod. The Second Seal's words were not what occupied Johann's mind at current. His thoughts would wander, reminiscing the events of the day. Again, the man would slowly close his eyes, his consciousness fading from his grasp.

    Johann opened his eyes as abruptly as he had closed them, his oculars back to a normal state, and though the man attempted to draw a breath, his lungs wouldn't fill with air. He choked, coughing up some blood. His form was aching all over, and he could feel the warm streams of his own blood run down his body, every minute movement causing more pain, though the storming rain seemed to ease it, numbing his skin where the water would meet it. It certainly wasn't pretty, but nothing that couldn't be fixed. The man slowly raised his hand ever so slightly, snapping his fingers, his magic beginning to take effect instantly. The shards of glass turned grey, brittle, before finally crumbling, scattering into dust and ash before finally fading away, the countless wounds across Johann's body healing in a matter of moments, restoring the man to a more acceptable condition. Only now as he looked around, he noticed Amalie, her body leaning over his, tears streaming down her face. The smile would return to his expression, Johann raising a hand, gently touching the side of her face. "Didn't think you could kill me this easily, did you?". Perhaps the choice of words was a little too ... casual, but, at this moment, this second, the only feeling the silver-haired man could feel was relief. Relief that, seemingly, after everything that had just occurred, both of them were still alive ...

    The man took a deep breath before he quietly began to sit up, wrapping his hands and arms around the woman before pulling her close, silent tears flowing from his closed eyes. "I'm so glad you're okay".



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    Post by Amalie on 29th May 2019, 1:28 pm


    The storm seemed to ease slightly, although the sky still seemed to be pouring down upon them. The thunder and lightning, at the very least, has come to a cease. Leaving them with only the melachonic rain that would shower down steadily. Amalie was drenched at this point, her uniform was soaked through, coated in mud from her having kneeled on the muddy floor of the training grounds. It was an unsightly mess, but not one that she cared about right now. Right now, all she could think about was the wounded man that lay beneath her and the possibility that she may have killed him. The likelihood that, as a consequence of her foolish desire to free herself from being a vessel, she may have lost him forever.

    The ache in the woman's heart was unfamiliar, she had felt many pains in her life but never had she felt such a loss. The pain of losing someone you so cared for. Even when Wyatt had died, it hadn't felt like this. Amalie had long since realised after his death, that whatever love she may have once felt for him, he had long since stomped out. The despair she felt as she sobbed over his still body, it was such a raw, painful emotion that Anima could not suppress it. It seemed that the feelings she bore towards the God of Ishgar were greater than the woman realised, and it seemed the thought of losing him was enough to teach her this. But what good was it to her? Knowing that she had fallen for the man only for him to lose his life before she could do anything about it. Or so she thought.

    She would feel him move suddenly, her eyes darting to his face only to see that they had opened. She inhaled sharply, relief washing over her at the realisation that he was alive. She hadn't killed him, there was still hope, she wouldn't lose him, not today. He would snap his fingers and the glass would disappate, the cuts covering his body healing in moments. Amalie was lost for words, watching as he took her in. Her lips would part, but she couldn't speak. Her voice caught in her throat, tears still streaming down her cheeks. He smiled, reaching up to touch her face before making an offhanded comment about not being that easy to kill. In spite of the feelings that were still somewhat overwhelming her, she would let out a chuckle at the blase nature of the remark. She moved to give him a little room as he sat up only for him to wrap his arms around her, pulling her close. She welcomed the embrace, entwining her arms around him tenderly, careful not to be too rough in case he was still hurt. She leaned into him, burying her face into his neck. Closing her eyes, she sighed deeply, she couldn't help but find herself soothed by his warmth. She listened as he spoke, feeling a pang of guilt, she shook her head. "I was such a fool, I should have never asked this of you. If..."  She paused, hesitating as to whether or not she should continue. She took a calming breath, speaking softly as she finished what she was going to say. "If I'd have known it was going to be that bad....that you would end up getting hurt because of me... I would have never." She opened her eyes, lifting her gaze to his face, her eyes full of earnest remorse as she spoke to him."I'm sorry, Johann, it's all my fault."



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    Post by Johann on 10th June 2019, 4:01 am

    Her gentle warmth was comfortable, for a change, at least when compared to the storming rain, the muddied dust of the Trial Grounds and the blood that had seeped into his uniform. Amalie, too, would wrap her arms around Johann, the man taking a few deep breaths as he returned to this world fully, at least for the moment brushing off the fact that he had technically died once again just moments earlier. It was of no matter. He was still there, still breathing, and so was she, which could only mean one thing: The Seal had been returned to her, and the wound she had sustained had not been fatal. It felt as if a heavy weight was at once lifted from the Ambassador's shoulders, though not without leaving behind a bitter aftertaste. After all, the woman had wished for the Seal to be removed, and both of them had gone to great lengths to accomplish this goal, the Articulation Mage having made it more than clear that coexistence with Anima was not a possibility. A feeling of guilt would creep into his mind. Perhaps he just hadn't tried hard enough, hadn't explored every possible option? Now the Seal was locked within the woman once more, and it was Johann himself who was to blame for that. But there wasn't just this fact, everything that had happened to her, the trauma, the pain, it was all because he had agreed to tear the Seal from its vessel, all because of his actions that all of this had happened. They could've avoided all of this if he had listened to Mars, listened to Anima, if he had been more careful.

    The man did not know that the woman shared similar feelings of guilt and regret, not until she spoke, the man loosening the embrace slightly, seeking her gaze with his own, listening to her words. When she was done, the man simply shook his head, the subtle smile returning to his expression as he got closer to her once more. "Don't worry about it. You're not to blame", his tone was soft, warm in an attempt to comfort the other as he leaned forward for another kiss, though this time, the two would not kiss goodbye. It would be a passionate kiss filled with affection, an action that would perhaps serve to better convey his feelings, his emotions, than words could. When they would separate, the man spoke up once more, now driven by his own sense of guilt, "I should be the one apologizing. I shouldn't have done this. I shouldn't have hurt you. I should've found another way ...". The regret in his voice was obvious, the man releasing a deep sigh. "I- ... I'm sorry, Amalie". His eyes were still locked on hers, sodden streaks of silver hair clinging to his bloodied face as the rain found its way down its features in small streams. It wasn't exactly the most graceful of sights to behold, the man realizing, becoming aware of his surroundings, his head turning from side to side before righting himself. "I- ...", the man would part from Amalie and stand up, "... I'm cold ... let's get out of here". The healing factor that Mars granted had certainly done its job, no sign of pain or even slight discomfort manifesting, but Johann was in anything but pristine condition. The events of the day had taken a heavy toll, and it showed, the bloodied and torn appearance of Johann staring at Amalie with tired eyes, though his smile remained intact. The man would offer her a hand to help her up, and support to help her walk in case she needed it. He could only imagine how exhausting the same events had to have been for the Articulation Mage.



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    Post by Amalie on 10th June 2019, 10:29 am


    His words would wash away her remorse, the feel of his lips as they met hers removing the lingering guilt that clouded her mind. She would close her eyes, leaning into the kiss to reciprocate with equal passion. Relishing the feeling that coursed through her, the understanding that she wasn't alone in the way she felt. She could only take the kiss as he meant it, taking in what it was he was trying to convey an answer in kind. They would separate, and her eyes would flutter open to look at him once more. She listened as he offered his own apology, one she couldn't understand the need for. She shook her head, "You only did what I asked of you..." She whispered back, finding frustration in the fact he was blaming himself. Still, it didn't matter, it was over now. "It's fine... at least we're okay." She added. They had survived, somehow. What they had done had been unbelievably dangerous, a feat that nearly killed them both. Yet here they were, still breathing, that had to count for something right?

    She would feel him pull away, releasing her embrace, she watched as he would stand. Following his remark about feeling cold, she would nod, feeling the same. Cold, wet and exhausted. She would reach up, taking his hand, she would pull herself up. Albeit slightly unsteadily, she would use him as a support. Slowly, they would make their way towards the East Wing, as they reached her door. She would turn to him, her eyes rising to meet his face, she froze with uncertainty. She didn't know what to say now. We're they just going to say goodbye, leave it at that. There was so much that hadn't been said, so much still left up in the air. She cleared her throat, "I best get cleaned up...I'll talk to you later." All the while she said the words, she felt her mind reeling in protest. She didn't want to part from him, not yet. She would move away and offering him a soft smile. She would open her door, she would touch his arm gently, her touch lingering hesistantly before she pulled away. Stepping into her room, and shutting the door behind her. She would lean against the door, the feelings of anguish and frustration returning. She needed rest, she knew that much, maybe after some time, her head would be clearer. She would move through her room, making her way towards the bathroom. Piece by piece she would peel off her uniform, the fabric drenched with rain, blood and dirt falling to the floor. She would quickly climb into the shower to wash it off. Relishing the feel of the water, cleaning everything away. Following her shower, she would move to her bedroom, holding a towel she wouldn't dry herself with it, only hold it as she wandered back to her room. The conflicted emotions throwing her completely. Rest, rest was surely what she needed right now after such an intense ordeal. As she entered her bedroom, the towel would slip from her fingers, falling to the floor. Her eyes fell on the bed, causing her to pause, her mind racing with thoughts of everything that had just happened. Memories of a certain night flooding her mind, now that she knew how she felt. Was she really going to leave it as it was? No, there was no way she could rest right now.

    She needed to speak to him.

    She quickly reached behind her door. Grabbing her white dressing gown, she threw the silk robe around her naked self. Making her way back out of the room, she would yank open the door, moving through the halls of the East Wing. She would find her way to the Elevator, rushing inside. She would press the button for the second floor, her heart racing in her chest. Now that she was on her way, she didn't know what she planned to do or say. She needed to say something, to make things clear to him somehow. The elevator would ding and the doors would part, her bare feet rushing through the halls that lead to his room. As she reached it, she stopped, her body trembling slightly from the exertion of having run there so quickly, despite how exhausted it was. She would reach up, knocking three times. After a moment, the door would open, and he would see her standing there. Her wet hair clinging to her face, the silk robes clinging to her damp body. And yet, despite her plans, the things she'd thought to say, all the words she'd planned to use to clear things up. As her eyes met his, they all melted away. All her plans fading away in a single moment, as she stepped towards him. Wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her lips to his once more.



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    Post by Johann on 13th June 2019, 8:52 am

    Johann helped the woman up, both turning towards the exit of the Trial Grounds, Johann shooting one last look back. It hadn't taken long, but the events that had transpired here today had certainly had an impact and would undoubtedly leave a mark on both of them. He tried to brush these thoughts off, lock them away for now, at least as long as he could, though he was sure that the echoes of today would linger in his mind for a while. When finally, the two had reached the door to Amalie's quarters in the East Wing of the Dies Irae guild hall, the man would stop, his eyes meeting the gaze that was seemingly seeking his. Unknowingly, of course, Johann was similarly lost for words. Would this be it? They would just go their separate ways and hopefully begin to forget about this day? That's when Amalie spoke, Johann's eyes still watching, the Ambassador of Dies Irae simply nodding in initial response. "Of course". His tone contained perhaps a hint of disappointment but remained understanding. In truth, he needed the break just as much as he assumed Amalie would, for but a few moments feeling the passing touch of her hand on his arm before finally, she broke away, Johann turning as the door closed, lowering his gaze, with slow steps heading for the elevator, giving him a moment to catch a breath.

    "So, are you satisfied now?", the dull echo rang out inside his mind with an almost taunting tone. The silver-haired man's brows narrowed. "What do you want to hear, Mars? You were right. You were right all along. Are you satisfied now?" "Can't say I'm not. And what lesson have we learned from this?". The Second Seal's arrogant attitude served to send the man into a state of visible irritation in what seemed like an instant, Johann scoffing to himself, "Shut up". The Lord of War seemed more than pleased with himself, having finally found something that seemed to aggravate the other. "Perhaps something along the lines of "Listen to the Messenger of God" or "Trust the Seal that knows about these things"?". Johann took a deep breath. "Not now". The Seal cackled to himself, but seemed to, instead of pushing the matter, turn to silence. The God of Ishgar found his way back to the door of his own accommodations, opening the door and closing it slowly only to be greeted by an overly excited puppy that seemed like it had been anticipating his return. "Hey there ...", Johann leaned down, scratching the creature's head, "... have you been waiting for me? I'm sorry I'm late. Let's get you to bed". The man quickly refilled a bowl with both food and water for Cris, placing them inside what had once been intended as a dressing room, but had been claimed by the puppy as her sleeping quarters, the golden retriever curling up on a large, soft blanket inside, falling asleep in what seemed like a matter of moments. Johann closed the door, letting out a deep sigh.

    Immediately, he began ridding himself of the uniform, grabbing a trash bag and placing the torn up and bloodied fabric inside. He'd get rid of it later, what he needed, for now, was a hot shower, stepping into his bathroom. The warm water was a relief, Johann closing his eyes as he stepped into his shower. Still, as much as it helped the man relax, the events that had occurred just a short while earlier were still everpresent in his thoughts, playing, repeating over and over again in Johann's head, from beginning to end. The man couldn't push away the lingering feelings of doubt and guilt, the man gritting his teeth as he slowly sank to his knees, unmoving, dull eyes that seemed to stare into an endless distance falling on the cold, grey tiles below. What had he been thinking to begin with? If it hadn't been for Mars' interference, he wouldn't have, couldn't have saved her. Amalie would be dead now. What was he even good for if he couldn't even do this? Was this his sole function? To serve as the vessel for someone who was actually capable, for someone who was actually strong? He would ponder over these thoughts for a while before finally leaving the shower, uncertain and without conclusion.

    The man turned off the shower and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist before leaving the bathroom with the intention of heading over to one of the two simple, wooden wardrobes at one side of the room that served as his bedroom, though stopping at the sound of three soft thuds at the door to the apartment. His head turned, the man suppressing a quiet sigh as he made his way into the room that seemed to have turned into both living room and foyer for the Ambassador, heading towards the entrance and, despite his almost naked and still wet self, in a lack of care opening the door. His eyes widened, somewhat surprised. The Articulation Mage was standing there, in a comparable state to his own, Johann only managing to stutter out "Amalie? What are-" before being cut off by her kiss as she stepped forward, her hands swiftly wrapping around him. As much as this day had enlightened him, for just a moment, his first reaction was to deny the advance. There were simply too many things floating around in the man's mind, things that dragged him down, feelings of guilt and inadequacy that tormented him. Still, with the gentle touch of her lips, these things seemed like they did not matter, all thoughts washed away suddenly. The man closed his eyes for just a moment, swinging the door shut behind her before his arms, too, would pull her body closer to himself, leaning into her and her kiss.



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    Post by Amalie on 13th June 2019, 1:26 pm


    The thoughts that raced through her mind and the rollercoaster of emotions she was still enduring; The uncertainty, the shame, all of it disappated the moment he'd opened that door. Standing there in little more than a towel, she'd forgotten everything she wanted to say. Her more primal instincts taking over her body as it almost seem to act of its own accord, seeking to possess what it was that she really needed. It was so simple really, she wanted him, all of him. Nothing else could help ease her mind right now. As she pressed herself against him, engaging in a heated kissed filled with pent up desire. His arms would pull her close and distantly she would hear the door shut as he reciprocated the kiss. She would kiss him with a sense of hunger, tilting her head so that she could further caress his lips with her own. She would ease back slightly, just enough so should speak between kisses, whispering her thoughts to him in a breathy tone."I...need you." The statement itself carried so much to it, it wasn't just the essential need for him to take her there and then. But so much more. Remembering that this wasn't the only reason she was here, and before they could continue, she would need to make her feelings clear. Once and for all, she somehow found the will to contain herself, if but for a moment, to do what it was she'd genuinely intended upon coming here.

    She pulled back from the kiss completely, opening her ice-blue eyes to look at him. Her hands still resting delicately around his neck as she looked up at him. "I think it's fair to say, the dust has settled and honestly... what I want is..." She offered him a coy smile, glancing away anxiously before looking back at him, a reflection of the nerves she was feeling. A part of her was telling her to stop, that this was a mistake and there would be no turning back should he not feel the way she did. She had never in her entire life, done anything like this. But she knew what she wanted, and she was done waiting. She took a breath before continuing, her eyes softening as she spoke. "I want to be yours... if you'll have me." Her heart would race furiously in her chest, a new sense of fear rippling through her as she anxiously awaited his response. She had finally been honest with him, laying her cards on the table for him to see, the truth behind how she felt towards him.



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    Post by Johann on 15th June 2019, 3:20 pm

    Their embrace was giving form to the emotions the man had felt today and was now feeling once again, his desire for the Articulation Mage growing with every passing second, just like it had been those months ago. The difference was, of course, that Johann had had time to make up his mind, and the events of today had certainly helped push him in the right direction and clear up the feelings he had tried to articulate not just for Amalie's, but also his own sake. His artificial heartbeat picked up pace, the lacrima inside his chest moving with ever-so-slightly increasing magical pulses. Her words as they parted for just a second only helped to cement this fact, a nervous feeling spreading throughout his gut when she uttered them. Already, Johann was lost, and he had only lost himself further within their kiss, now trying to search for words to give her in response to that. What could he say? The man knew that he felt the same, an attraction to the Articulation Mage that he had not felt in this form in ... a long time, decades at the least. He could not quite explain it for himself, but he knew that, after the woman had almost died through his actions, he couldn't, wouldn't be able to bear losing her.

    Joh opened his mouth, but before he could manage to say anything Amalie would pull away slightly, the man's eyes locked on her's curiously. With every word she spoke, his heart would race faster, his brows rising as his expression shifted to reflect the surprise. Certainly, it was a change of topic that was somewhat unforeseen, though now that she brought it up, he couldn't help but think back to the night they had spent together and the conversation that followed the morning after. The dust had settled, in any case, indeed. Was now a good time to discuss this? The man thought for just a second, reaching the conclusion that there would be no better time to address this issue. Both of them had almost lost their lives today. Perhaps they wouldn't get a second chance, so ... better now than never. This, however, brought him back to the situation at hand. His gut was twisting more and more with every breath, every second that passed by idly, anxious anticipation waiting for every word. What would Amalie say, what was it that she was trying to get off her chest? Perhaps she had already made her decision? Perhaps she did not feel the same way about him?

    Finally, the woman followed up, words leaving her lips that Johann had hoped to hear, prayed for, a sudden rush of adrenaline pulsing through his entire form as a grin spread over his face. Of course, he wanted her. He wanted her for himself entirely, he wanted to be her's entirely, and today had made that more than clear. An ecstatic feeling of relief and simultaneous euphoria washed over him in an instant. He would smile down at her before, with a swoop of his arms, picking her up, finally finding the right words to respond after a few moments.

    "Amalie ...", he would lean closer to her and with passionate and soft whisper would say "... I'll have you, I want you ...", leaning even closer, his lips nearly touching hers, his voice laced with desire "... Please be mine, and mine only ..." before kissing her once more, affectionately, intensely, lustfully, lovingly. His desire for her was something he could no longer hold back. Their bodies still intertwined, with her hands around his shoulders, he would turn around towards the doorway to his bedroom, carrying her through the entrance and closed the door behind him.



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    Post by Amalie on 16th June 2019, 11:03 am


    It seemed to be a day full of risk for Amalie. First risking both their lives for the sake of removing the Fifth Seal of the Apocalypse from her body and now this. Except this risk was a little more complicated. Essentially, she was exposing her vulnerability to him, and giving him the power that belonged to the moment they were sharing. He could deny her; a blow would likely crush her severely bruised spirit. She had taken quite a lot today, the words and experiences still lingered in her mind, haunting her. However, it was this that had been the push she needed to lead her to this confession. To offer herself to him so that for once, she could finally permit herself to be happy on her own terms.

    She watched his face carefully, trying to anticipate what it was he would say. She knew he was attracted to her; he wouldn’t act so intimately with her if he wasn't. But this was different, wanting someone physically and wanting them emotionally did not always coincide. And here they were addressing the state of their emotional relationship, which had been left unlabelled thus far as anything other than ‘friends’. But Amalie didn’t want to be just his friend, she couldn’t, she’d grown too attached. For most of the time during which she'd known him, she had craved for more. She had found herself falling deeper and deeper for him. To start with, the attraction had been primarily sexual, however, the more she got accustomed to him. The times they would spend around each other, feelings had begun to fester. Thoughts of him had consumed her for so long, significantly intensified after that night they spent together. Leaving her with a constant want to take that leap, to be with him completely, but the idea of ruining their friendship had caused her to hesitate. Until now.

    Fortunately for the woman, his reaction was nothing but positive. His expression told her enough, his grin, his words, all of it would only cement this understanding. He would suddenly scoop her up into his arms. She couldn’t help herself, she let out a light laugh as he did so, wrapping her legs around his waist so that he could support her better. Listening to him talk, his lips brushing softly against hers as he told her what she wanted so desperately to hear, he could not have responded more perfectly. She was flooded with similar emotions of ecstatic euphoria. The relief that set in, compiled with a sense of pure elation, he would kiss her, which she would of course return with delighted enthusiasm.  “I am yours.” She would whisper back breathlessly before returning to their kiss, losing herself in him once more as he carried her to his bedroom where they would spend several hours passionately indulging in one another…

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    Her finger would lightly trace over Johann's runes, playfully she dragged the tip of her index finger across his chest. Amalie was lying next to him, still a little breathless after everything that had just happened. Her body was flushed with warmth, her legs practically felt like jelly and there was a distinct tingling sensation that coursed through certain parts of her. A lingering after effect of the relentless summits of pleasure she had just endured. Her body was resting on its side, she was curled up next to him in a relaxed embrace, her skin still pressed against his, and her head resting idly on his shoulder. Twisted sheets somewhat covering their lower halves. She finally felt at ease, she had been able to clear her mind for a time, and just enjoy the act of making love to a man she could finally claim as her own. She glanced up at him, smirking at him softly. “Well that certainly took a turn... for the better.” She dragged her eyes back to his form, admiring it an unabashed manner. She memory of the cuts that had covered him earlier flashed through her mind, cuts made by her. She sighed, the smile faltering slightly. "Today was really something huh? How are you feeling?" She would ask, her tone laced with concern, he had after all near enough died hours earlier.




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    Post by Johann on 17th June 2019, 2:42 am

    Johann took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a few seconds as he wiped his silver hair out of his face, opening them once more and turning his head to the side at the familiar sensation of gentle touch, a satisfied expression curling a corner of his mouth into a smile as his eyes found hers again. A sight that wouldn't bore him even after seeking it so many times, the icy blue that met his gaze something he could lose himself in. Her closeness to himself was, even after the time they had spent together, still quite exciting to him, the man unable to suppress the feeling of rushing euphoria in his stomach. It all seemed so surreal, to think that this could have gone so many other ways, that they could've taken so many other routes, and yet somehow had ended up exactly where they were now. Either one of them, or both for that matter, could've died today, and yet still, here they were lying, on his bed, covered in his sheets, their bodies intertwined after they had enjoyed their own and each other's lust for one another, passionately, and with a newfound sensation that hadn't been there before. It was understandable. It had been months since they had last been with each other under circumstances like these. The Ambassador, who had had difficulty putting what had led to the events and the emotions that had made today so taxing into perspective had finally understood, and it had become clear to him that what he was feeling was not simply lust, or even just longing. A feeling that was well understood by all, yet so hard to put into words and describe ... it was almost as if ... well, he would leave that be for now, happy with the fact that he got to enjoy the moment together with her, a simple thing that brought him joy nonetheless, and that even after today, no one could and would take from him.

    Even then, her soft smile, her words caused him to think back. Had it really only been a handful of months since they had met? The day at the Headquarters of the West Fiore Trading Company was still clear as if it had been yesterday within the man's mind. A lot had happened since then ... and there was so much about life the man, now that he could, was still trying to figure out, wrap his head around and discover, though now, at least, he was positive that the woman next to him would surely offer him assistance with that.

    "For the better", the man repeated affirmingly after an initial chuckle, a satisfied grin on his face as he looked over once more, his arm still swung around Amalie's body. He sank his head back into a pillow, closing his eyes again for just a few seconds, listening to her soft voice, her questions. The man couldn't help but smile. "It was". That was an understatement, really, considering what both had been through, both physically and emotionally. Still, the man felt the same as before, his body, at least. Mars' healing would never disappoint, and despite the long, draining day, the God of Ishgar had yet to feel exhaustion or even weariness. "I'm good", the man blanketed his status in a simple manner, but he would be sure to expand on it in a way that wouldn't directly address the physical side of thing. "I feel like ... I'm at peace, Amalie. I could spend hours enjoying this exact moment", the man answered honestly, trying to express the thoughts that were currently occupying his mind. That, however, raised the intrigue within him. After all, Amalie had borne the brunt of everything, and Johann was admittedly surprised that even after today she had still been this ... energetic earlier. "What about you? It seemed like you were ... well ...", the man paused, trying to find the right word for the situation the removal of Anima had sent her into, in the end failing to do so, leaving the sentence open. It wasn't exactly easy to figure out just what exactly the woman had seen, heard, felt in these moments, but the Ambassador was sure it had been none-too-pleasant, as had been evident, though he wanted to try to be sensitive. If she didn't want to speak about it, that would be fine, of course. The curiosity had simply gotten the better of him for just a few moments ...



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    Post by Amalie on 17th June 2019, 11:18 am


    It was strange; she should have been more tired than she was. Physically her body was drained, after having endured so much pain and magical pressure earlier. She was surprised she hadn't collapsed long before now. Perhaps her sudden need to confess her wishes to him, the act of doing so, and as a result; the two of them becoming... an item had fueled her with a new onslaught of adrenaline. Enough to drive her for hours on end with the energy required to satisfy her more carnal needs. Yet even now, lying in the crook of his arm, relaxing against him. She wasn't ready to sleep, it was almost as though she had been flooded with such an influx of endorphins that despite how fatigued her body felt, her mind was wide awake.

    She was relieved to hear his response, she even felt a slight flutter at his words. It was both comforting and thrilling to hear him say such things. She couldn't help but agree, this had to be the most content she'd felt in such a long time. It felt quite surreal. Almost as though the moment was made of glass and could shatter at any moment, was there a catch? Surely there was a catch. It seemed so unlikely that the universe would allow her to feel this happy without one. I suppose only time will tell... She thought, for now, she would just hope for the best.

    He would ask her the same question, going on to comment about the way sure was before stopping himself. He seemed to be trying to find the right thing to say, still, she understood what he meant. It can't have been the most pleasant sight for him. She moved her finger to a different rune, idly she began at one end of the line before dragging her finger along it to follow it's path. It had a similar feel to a tattoo, the skin ever so slightly raised under each marking. "I'm better now. It was just..." She grimaced slightly as she recalled the events, "The pain was... awful. I've never felt anything like it in my entire life...but I think the worse part..." She bit her lip, hesitating. It really didn't seem sensible to hide things from him, considering the change in their situation. However, it wasn't the easiest thing to open up about, a sensitive matter. But he had been a part of it, it felt only right to explain what it was she had to face as a consequence of their united actions. "The worst part was after Anima was gone."

    Amalie would shift slightly, pushing herself up so that she was no longer tucked under his arm, sitting up so that her bare back was exposed to him. She reached for the sheets, pulling them up over herself to cover her up to her chest. She would lift her legs so they were folded and proceeded to hug her knees. Not quite looking at him, she would stare ahead as she spoke, "He was there." She would utter softly, she doubted she would need to tell him who she meant. Considering how much he knew about her, she really could only be referring to one person. Although, she wasn't actually sure how much Johann had heard. Had she been talking in her heard, or out loud? The latter would have been awfully unnerving, for him to have watched her, listened in to that. "He seemed so real, and he was saying things...blaming me...he even..." Her words caught in her throat, the image of his talking corpse appeared in her mind causing her to involuntarily shudder, squeezing her arms a little tighter together. She took a moment, before continuing. "It wasn't just him either, there were other voices." She took a steadying breath, it was a painful admission. To know what the consequence of her decision to remove Anima would be. She hadn't listened to him when she should have, she realised that know. She only thought the possibility would be death, like the man Mars had told her about. Something she had been able to come to terms with the prospect of. Never had she imagined that instead, it would break her in such a way that she would actually try to die instead. She glanced back at Johann, her eyes carrying the weight of her feelings. It was strange, she felt as numb as before, although perhaps not so much. Her voice was slightly strained as she spoke once more, "I felt like I was going insane..."



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    Post by Johann on 1st July 2019, 10:05 am

    "Yeah, I'm ... I'm sorry about that", Johann answered simply, quietly when the woman brought up the events from before, the pain specifically. It was, after all, his own fault that she had had to endure that torture, though still, he was immensely glad that seemingly, she had made it through relatively unscathed. Considering what, according to Mars and Anima, could have happened during this procedure ... the silver-haired male dared not think about it. However, the woman explained that the worst part had she hadn't yet explained, detailing that it had gotten worse with Anima's absence. Johann thought back, her next words making sense. He had figured that that had been the case. The Ambassador hadn't learned the name of the man she had killed before, though today, earlier, Amalie had said it out loud, had spoken to him, and Johann had made the connection. Wyatt, was it? For a few moments, the man drifted off, back to the state Amalie had been in, back to everything that had happened. Had all of this really been her? Was Anima really enough to hold all of these emotions she had shown before at bay? Well, he supposed that now, with the return of the Seal to her body, hopefully for good, only time would tell.

    Johann sat up, moving closer to her, and upon hearing the strain in her voice, leaned closer, his bare skin touching her's as he comforted her. "That must have been hell", pausing for just a second before continuing, her words, her every movement still clear in his mind as if it had just been spoken, just been performed, the wish to prevent such a thing from occurring ever again filling his voice with a cerain level of determination as he did, "I regret putting you through all of this in the first place, but ... I suppose at least we learned our lesson ...". It seemed like that was about the only positive aspect that had come from the events of today. Well, that, and of course that Amalie and himself ... had gotten closer than before. A desirable outcome for a high price. "What I'm trying to say is just ... I'm glad you're alright, Amalie, because, well ...", he paused for just another moment, his eyes seeking those of the woman again, an honest, but pained glow within them, "... because I couldn't bear to lose you".



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