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    Closing the Distance

    Trinity
    Trinity

    1 Year Anniversary- Player 
    Lineage : Avatar of Ataxia
    Position : Warlord of Madness
    Posts : 243
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    First Magic: Physio Manipulation
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    Post by Trinity Sat 13 Feb - 20:43



    I CREATED THE SOUND OF MADNESS
    WROTE THE BOOK ON PAIN
    SOMEHOW I'M STILL HERE TO EXPLAIN

    --- THAT THE DARKEST HOUR NEVER COMES IN THE NIGHT ---
    The pain was unimaginable. It took everything Trinity had to keep from crumbling into a broken madness where she quivered and shook on her knees, clutching her head and wailing in agony. She had spoken Nathaniel’s name, pleading for him to help her, to save her, and he did not disappoint. The young woman had been too blinded by the painful spell to see as much, but the blonde man had quickly pushed past his injury to throw himself at Scrooge in a furious rage, hacking him to pieces brutally until he was dead and the magic -- and the pain -- had stopped.

    Trinity gasped deeply as the torment faded, a wash of relief pouring over her and leaving her shaking and exhausted. She fell forward until she was braced on her hands and knees, gulping down oxygen in ragged breaths as her body threatened to give way to hyperventilation. Tears poured freely down her face as she sobbed openly. It was all too much for her. Wasn’t her life already difficult enough? And now, after finally seeing Nathaniel after weeks of him giving her the cold shoulder, after finally getting the chance to tell him the truth about what she suffered, the moment had been ripped away before it could begin. The fighting, the bloodshed, the chaos, the anger, the confusion… She couldn’t take it anymore!

    Just as she was beginning to sink into a deep despair, she felt strong arms wrap around her and pull her close. Nathaniel had rushed to her almost immediately after slaying the awful old man, dropping to the ground and holding her tightly against his chest. She could feel his chin on the top of her head, the warmth of his body against her own, the rhythm of his chest as it rose and fell with each breath. Trinity practically collapsed against him, burying her face into his neck and crying for all it was worth, no longer able to hide or control the stress and anxiety that she had been stuffing away all this time. Thankfully, with Nat there, it didn’t feel as overwhelming as it usually did. At the very least, she didn’t black out. That was something to be grateful for.

    She wasn’t sure how much time had passed as they sat there in the snow holding one another. Eventually, her tears began to slow and somehow they managed to decide that it was best for them to go somewhere more private to calm down and talk things out. Still sniffling, the couple made their way out of the festival and deeper into town, looking for any place that could be suitable. Trinity’s pretty black and white santa themed dress was a mess, covered in dirt and grime from the snow, and blood from Nat’s injury. Eventually, they came across a hotel. Wearily, they booked a room for the night, more concerned about getting cleaned up and having some peace and quiet than propriety.

    The room was simple enough, a decently sized space with a queen sized bed, a love seat, a desk, and a dresser with a lacrimavision sitting on it. There was an attached bathroom as well, stocked with cleaning and hygiene supplies as well as clean towels. Despite how badly both of them needed to wash up, Trinity didn’t even glance in the direction of the bathroom when they got inside. Instead, the door closed behind them and she simply stood there just past the doorway, her head hung sadly as she wiped tears and snot off of her face with the back of her hand. There was a depression settling upon her shoulders, a deep seeded air of sorrow and hopelessness that was always a part of her life but never really on display. By nature, she was a very happy and innocent woman that loved life and everything in it, but that innocence was constantly being stripped away and tainted by darker parts of her life that she couldn’t escape and didn’t understand. How could she even begin to try explaining it to him? She had talked to Ehoron about it once, but that was so long ago now that she couldn’t really remember how she’d approached it.

    Steeling herself and finding some semblance of courage, she lifted her head enough to look at Nathaniel, her mismatched eyes wrought with a mixture of emotions. Hesitantly, she slowly raised a hand and gently touched him near his injury, careful not to jostle it or make it worse, as if to silently ask him if he was okay. Trinity didn’t like seeing him covered in blood, especially his own, and by the look on her face she was clearly worried about him.
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    Nathaniel Stratford
    Nathaniel Stratford

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    Lineage : Curse of the White Witch
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    Age : 25
    Experience : 17,849

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    Post by Nathaniel Stratford Wed 17 Feb - 10:34

    Nat had lost track of time. He wasn't sure how long he had held Trinity in his arms. It felt longer than their surroundings would suggest as everything and everyone who was there to bear witness to the fight were still there and in the same place they have been prior. He tried to hug Trinity tighter but the slightest movement to do so sent shocking pains all throughout his body which originated from his wounded left shoulder. It would appear that the wound has widened and he had only now noticed after all the adrenaline pumping action from earlier subsided. Blood began to trickle down from it, and he didn't want to get any more of on Trinity so he decided to pull away.

    The woman of his life decided that they should go somewhere more peaceful. Though he wasn't told this directly, it was clear from the actions she was doing. Their search lead them deeper in to town where they had found a nice cozy inn. A bit sleazy for Nat's taste but it more than did the job of getting a long rest as the privacy was more than welcome. In fact, the silence of the place brought back some of the initial agenda he had for seeing her today.

    They had finally been given a room. Nat stood in front of Trinity who had stopped just past the doorway. The were both evidently and completely exhausted. Their clothes both desecrated with smeared dirt, snow, and blood. Nat's own clothing which were his usuals topped off with the sweater he had made felt as if it is becoming hard and stiff from the substances. He finally gave a sigh of relief  and Nat wanted to go back to the matter at hand. Why did the magazine said she was a Warlord? And why did the picture look like Eliza instead of her? Are they related somehow? And most importantly, why did she ghost him? They were getting in to some very hot topics indeed and the uncomfortable clothing is a bit distracting. The room however was nice. Very cozy indeed. It distracted him from the distracting clothing he had on, the offset quite humorous. However, Nat had been using every defense mechanism known to humanity in order to sanely cope with such existential questions he had right now. Of course, the fact that the room being homey as it is reminds Nat of the room in his own home. Especially the bed. And for some reason, the seat. It probably was because of the fact that his technical first time was on a sitting furniture. Thoughts began rushing back to him. Of that one fateful night. The seeming catalyst to all of this. Yet it was mixed with other objectively better emotions. Truthfully, had the circumstances been different he would have enjoyed the entire thing. But no, before he gets to any of that peaceful bedding without consequence, there are things that must be cleared first. And with a deep breath, he returned his thinking to the present reality and what needed to be done. Nathaniel had to make sure that he, as his friends would say back in Dies Irae, did not put his peepee in crazy.

    He noticed that the place had a bathroom which Nat thought was perfect, he could refresh his body as well. Probably even take the remaining icicles out. And just after he had taken the ugly sweater off, Trinity touched him gently where the wound was. She didn't say anything, she didn't have to. At this point, Nat had gotten pretty good at having an idea of what she was thinking. The touch, the eyes, the face, she was really worried. Nat placed a hand over hers and whispered that he was ok. "I'm just gonna change and get rid of the icicles. Then we'll talk." he continued gently. The hand he had placed over hers would slowly and gently lift it up and then he gave her a small smile before heading in to the bathroom.

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    Trinity
    Trinity

    1 Year Anniversary- Player 
    Lineage : Avatar of Ataxia
    Position : Warlord of Madness
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    Post by Trinity Sun 7 Mar - 14:30



    I CREATED THE SOUND OF MADNESS
    WROTE THE BOOK ON PAIN
    SOMEHOW I'M STILL HERE TO EXPLAIN

    --- THAT THE DARKEST HOUR NEVER COMES IN THE NIGHT ---
    She didn’t take her eyes off of him as he answered her wordless question, putting his hand over hers and assuring her that he was okay. Nat informed her gently that he was going to get himself cleaned up, and after that they would talk. Now that the battle was over, he seemed less upset than he had been before their conversation had been interrupted. Or rather, he was no longer fuming with anger. He was surely still frustrated with her absence from before, but he wasn’t yelling at her anymore and that was enough for her. Trinity nodded softly, giving him a sad but brave smile in the face of the one he gave her and dropped her hand as he moved off into the bathroom to clean up.

    Trinity was pretty dirty herself. Her once cute and trendy black and white santa themed dress was stained with blood spots and covered in grime from the dirt and snow. However, the state of her clothing was the last thing on her mind. Cleanliness was never something she had ever learned to have a mind for, anyway, not when she’d spent most of her life forced to live in squalor. It was so normal for her that she barely stopped to think about it most of the time, so when Nat disappeared to take care of himself, Trinity merely glanced around the rest of the room to figure out what to do until he came back.

    On the plus side, she supposed it gave her plenty of time to get her answers together for him. Or at least, to put together an explanation for why she had disappeared without a word, something to start the conversation and get questions generated. Sitting down on the small love seat in the room, she pulled out her iLac and opened it up to the app she used to type out messages to communicate with people, taking the time while Nathaniel was cleaning himself up to take her time and get the story out straight. When he returned and was ready, he would find her typing up the last bit of her explanation.

    She shifted a bit where she sat, a visible wave of shame and emotional discomfort washing over her as she slowly handed him the device. I did not mean to disappear, the message said. It will probably happen again. There are times when I black out, and I don’t remember anything that happens. Usually I wake up and don’t know how I got where I am. Most of the time, I am covered in blood or injured and I don’t know why or how. This has been happening to me my whole life and I don’t know why. I don’t know what makes it happen. It terrifies me. I have no control over it and I don’t know what to do about it. I did not want to disappear, and I am sorry that I hurt you.
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    Nathaniel Stratford

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    Age : 25
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    Post by Nathaniel Stratford Sun 14 Mar - 6:07

    In the shower, Nathaniel felt the warm water hit his body, steaming up the place and fogging up the mirror. As he cleansed himself physically of dirt and emotionally of all negative thoughts, he had begun to scrub any persistent dirt off of him. As he did so, his anger and frustrations left him seemingly at the same time dirt went through the drain. He also thought of how impossible it was for Trinity to be a Warlord as the magazine he had brought claims to be. Perhaps, he should let cooler heads prevail and ask her nicely. Once he had thoroughly cleaned himself and stepped off the shower he stepped in front of the mirror, wiping the fog off with his right hand. He saw his reflection, confused and tired, very different from what he looked like when he started his crusade and career as a mage. Not only that, a slight sting would irritate Nat for just a bit. It was his wound once more. He sighed and proceeded to go over the medicine cabinet thankfully available in the room they were in. They were sutures, thongs, bandages, all of it. With them, Nat began to extract the remaining icicles inside. It was such a wonder they haven’t melted yet, especially from the heat of the shower earlier, but that simply goes to show how law defying and physics fucking magic was. Slowly, each icicle would be taken out and he’d hiss every time until finally they were all out and he was able to afford a sigh as he closed his eyes. His breathing would return to normal and a light would glow from his right hand as he opened his eyes for now he would use magic to heal up and close his wound.

    It was healed up pretty quickly. In a flash of light if you will, and he would get dressed soon after. This time however, his clothes were as simple as just the pants he had been wearing and a white shirt he had on his bag. When he got out, he saw the girl he liked sitting on a very comfortable chair. After having been refreshed, he can look at her with peace and comfort in his mind once more. He also noticed that she was typing something on her phone, reminding him of the first time they met… right here in the same city. “What do you have there?” he asked calmly and sweetly as he approached, and then she handed her device to him.

    It was her explanation. Her reasons for disappearing. He hadn’t seen the entire message but he can tell that’s where it was going, given the first line it showed him. He looked at it with concerning eyes and at Trinity who had just been sitting there. With a sigh he would slowly back up to sit on the chair while holding on to the phone with his right hand and gave the lovely woman a pat on her head before resting his arm behind her and over the shoulders. The message explained how she would seemingly disappear and wake up somewhere else unknown. How death would surround her when she wakes sometimes and more importantly that she had no control over it. The arm that was resting just behind Trinity would grasp her slowly as he continued to read her text until finally near the end, he was embracing her with it, pressing her against him in concern and worry for her. She was innocent as far as Nat can tell, and while it seems convenient and farfetched, the country they live in is indeed home to a variety of more mind boggling powers and phenomena. Trinity didn’t even seem the type of woman to lie as he looked at her after handing her her phone back after reading her text. “Maybe there’s a way I can help you? Monitor what’s happening while you black out?” he said in worry in an attempt to help alleviate her fears but also to help validate her claims.

    Lastly, Nathaniel would reach out for his pants’ back pocket and pull out the magazine issue where he had seen troublesome information. “Also, do you know who this is? It’s your name and while the girl isn’t you, she kinda looks like you. Is she your relative or something?” he asked politely and calmly, trying his best to not scare her, to ensure her that this was a safe space as she showed her the magazine page that suggested that she, the pink haired central heterochromatic girl can tell him everything while of course still hugging her with his left arm, that had now made caressing motions on her left shoulder, providing some sort of warmth.

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    Trinity
    Trinity

    1 Year Anniversary- Player 
    Lineage : Avatar of Ataxia
    Position : Warlord of Madness
    Posts : 243
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 2,056,796

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Physio Manipulation
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    Post by Trinity Sun 28 Mar - 18:23



    I CREATED THE SOUND OF MADNESS
    WROTE THE BOOK ON PAIN
    SOMEHOW I'M STILL HERE TO EXPLAIN

    --- THAT THE DARKEST HOUR NEVER COMES IN THE NIGHT ---
    As he came back in from the shower, she had already finished her message and was waiting a bit anxiously for his return. Despite her emotional state, she was happy to see him when he came back out looking fresh and clean. He had taken the time to patch up his arm and in general looked to be in better spirits. They looked at one another for a moment, and she couldn’t help but be thankful that he didn’t appear to be upset with her anymore. Trinity did not handle negative emotions very well, and if he had still been more aggressive with her as he had been before, she honestly wasn’t sure if she would have been able to work past her anxiety enough to give him an explanation.

    Nat walked over to her and asked what she was working on, and she gently handed the device to him so he could read what she had put together. While she had come a long way on the sign language that he had started teaching her a while ago, her nerves were far too chaotic to try signing something so important. He read the first line or two before giving her a look of concern and sitting down next to her on the small couch with a small pat on her head. Wrapping an arm loosely around her shoulders, Trinity sad in anxious silence as she waited for him to read, her thumbs twiddling where her fingers sat interlaced in her lap. Yet, her worries eased as he read further and with each passing sentence drew her closer until he had her pulled right up against him. She relaxed, breathing a sigh of relief and letting loose the built up tension from her worry that he wouldn’t believe her.

    She accepted the phone back when he gave it to her. Nat asked if there was a way he could help her, suggesting finding a way to monitor her while she is blacked out. Her mismatched eyebrows furrowed in contemplation. Lifting her hands, she closed them into two fists against one another with her thumbs pointed up, twisting them in two opposite directions, the way he’d taught her to ask, How? It wasn’t that she was unwilling. The idea of him monitoring her wasn’t something that made her nervous, because she fully trusted Nathaniel. But he couldn’t be by her side every minute of every day.

    Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a magazine that was already opened to a double paged issue that had two women featured on it. It appeared to be an interview of some kind between them. They were both very pretty, one with pink hair and the other with black hair. Nathaniel pointed to the latter of the two women, asking if Trinity knew who she was. They shared a name, he said, and indeed the feature did list her name as Trinity. He also said that they looked alike and was wondering if they were relatives. Trinity didn’t see any resemblance between her and the woman in the image, personally. Shaking her head gently to indicate that she did not recognize the woman, she took the magazine from him to take a closer look at it, taking the time to read it.

    It appeared to be an interview where the two woman had been given questions about one another separately, as it seemed they were enemies. It talked a lot about their first encounter with one another, or rather the one who shared Trinity’s name did a lot of talking. In fact, she had a lot of awful things to talk about, admitting how she had killed a lot of people at a spa and used her magic to dig up information about the other woman’s -- Sivvy’s -- past, and use it against her. But it was the last question that caught her attention, where she was asked if there was any message she wanted to have passed along to her rival. Her answer was to inform Sivvy to relay some information to… Nathaniel. Trinity tilted her head a little in curiosity as she continued to read, the woman talking about how she had enjoyed a late minute date with Nat a while ago. She complimented Nat, if one could call it a compliment, on all his anger and his willingness to kill, and stated how she hoped their daughter would turn out just like him.

    For most people, that would have been a jarring slap of reality. After all, the implication was right there that this woman was pregnant with Nathaniel’s child, and not only was she a cold hearted serial killer but she had bad blood with a woman that Trinity could only assume was like some kind of teacher or mentor to Nat. Yet Trinity, who was so bright and intelligent in so many ways, was remarkably innocent in the ways of the world, and the nuances of societal expectation. After taking a moment to think, she reached for her phone only to stop herself. The pink and brown haired girl knew she needed to practice her signing, and now that she was past the initial hump of her anxiety she felt strong enough to try something more conversational.

    Moving her hands slowly, as she still wasn’t wholly confident in the language, she told him, I don’t know who she is. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her before. We just happen to have the same name, I think.. Then, after another moment, she looked up at him and added more. Is she talking about you? Is that why you are asking me about her? Because you know her, and you two are going to have a baby? It was a strange reason to bring the woman up, but shockingly Trinity didn’t seem upset by the knowledge. It was a struggle for her to sign the last part of the question, but only because they weren’t words that she readily used in conversation and she had to think extra hard in remembering how to say them properly.
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    Nathaniel Stratford

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    Lineage : Curse of the White Witch
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    Posts : 127
    Guild : Dies Irae
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    Age : 25
    Experience : 17,849

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    First Magic: Inquisition
    Second Magic: Cheesecake
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    Post by Nathaniel Stratford Fri 30 Apr - 3:35

    Everything felt to have calmed down for a bit while Trinity rested in Nat's arms. There was the momentary peace that made it seem there were no more problems in the world. Well, in their world at least. In their lives that were the only things that mattered to Nathaniel now. His mind becoming ignorant to anything outside the corners of their room. The warmth he feels was unlike he had ever felt before that it made him forget everything bad he had experienced thus far in the wake of recent events. He could almost just hug her tight and never let go, and it would have been the perfect thing to do to spend the time they have left for this room they had acquired.

    But reality still must be confronted. But at least confronting it would be much easier than he had anticipated, coming in to the day. Everything seemed to have reason and an explanation so logical that even strangers can't get mad at it. At a calm state, he felt  no shame or embarrassment about the magazine's contents despite how utterly and absolutely wrong it was. Having a child with another woman you do not love, even worse an enemy of the person he admires, is not exactly something a righteous crusader should have. But Nat was a man with honor and a sense of responsibility, and understood that Trinity's difficulty in signing such question was due to the fact that they haven't had the time or the mind to cover such words before in detail.

    With a sigh, he tried to utter the words, but couldn't. His mouth just open as it took all of his strength to admit that it might be true. He doesn't know, he's not sure if the woman was telling the truth in the interview. However, it could be because he knew it in himself to be true which could also be causing his hesitance. That despite not knowing full well who this other Trinity character was, she looked familiar. From a night he had been keeping to himself. A night that every time the slightest hint of it came to mind, it causes memories of the "emotional" night. It would appear that he had to get the bottom of it, find her but not involve anyone else so as to avoid further harm to people he loves. "Well if you don't know who she is, that's fine. It was worth the try though. As for if she's telling the truth or not, I believe she's just spewing lies to get to my mentor. How she knew about me though is concerning. I haven't spent much time with Master Sivvy at all and yet she still knows my involvement with her. I have to get to the bottom of this, and I think I may know someone who can shed a bit of light on it, so don't worry." Nat replied both in words and in sign, hugging her tight afterwards, rubbing her back with his hands during said hug. The hug seemed to last longer than before for Nat whose eyes were shut for the whole moment. He couldn't tell if he was hugging her so tight either as if his subconscious wouldn't want to let go of the one thing that's clear and safe in this phase of his life where most are shocking revelations that jeopardizes his future. It could have been mere seconds or it could have been hours, but what was clear regardless of length, was that he couldn't get enough. And if he wasn't careful, it could go to greater lengths, now that he had a taste of the so called forbidden fruit and he wouldn't want to defile this relationship with such act especially if he wasn't sure how Trinity feels about him. In fact, he couldn't recall if she had said she loved him before and she does look the type of keeping things pure and innocent.

    Pulling away from the slight hug, that Nathaniel admittedly wanted more, feeling the warmth of Trinity was indeed a comforting feeling but there was one last thing he needed to address from her previous inquiries, and the fact that he gets to look at her in her eyes, those beautiful eyes that captivated him at first, a captivation that had grown the more time the spent together for he had gotten glimpse of the attitude and personality between the eyes and the though made Nat smile. But he was a righteous crusader and he ought to respect every comment she had made. Putting a fist near his mouth in a gesture to clear his throat, Nathaniel spoke once more. "As for your monitoring issue. Uhm. Maybe we can get you one of those small hidden cameras? Like glasses that's also a camera? I heard that technology is common now, what do you think?" he asked.

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