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Post by Icarus on Apr 13, 2008 10:06:41 GMT -5
*Icarus nodded, understanding. That was a personal battle that she would have to face alone.*
"I will need time. To research and prepare. I will be in my study."
*He felt that she would use this as another thing against him, like he was avoiding her. But for once, it was a pure intention.*
"All right? We can do this. We just need to prepare."
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Post by Malefica on Apr 13, 2008 10:11:42 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled and huggled him.*
"Thank you for helping me out, Icarus. I could never have done this without you. I have some books about her in my room, if you would like to study her closer. As for me, I will go to my work room and start practicing my spells. I would be grateful if you could give me your opinion about which ones to use. If Eden comes in, she can watch me work. She needs to learn."
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Post by Icarus on Apr 13, 2008 10:14:31 GMT -5
"Very well."
*Icarus smoothed his shirt, his mind already on the next task. He started to the door, heading back to the house.*
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Post by Malefica on Apr 13, 2008 10:18:22 GMT -5
*Malefica quickly looked over the room so everything was perfect. Then she locked the door and followed Icarus back to the house. There was a very happy smile on her face.*
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Post by Eden on Apr 20, 2008 8:55:40 GMT -5
***NEW DAY***
*Eden walked outside like a man condemned. Her face was unhappy and her frustration read in her small frame. She silently turned on her mother, her eyes expectant.*
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Post by Malefica on Apr 20, 2008 8:59:56 GMT -5
*Malefica saw her daughter's unhappy little face and tried to cheer her up by giving her a hug.*
"What's the matter, baby? Is it boring to have lessons with your mother? Or are you disappointed that you haven't been capable of killing me yet? I am stronger than I look, my dear."
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Post by Eden on Apr 20, 2008 9:02:57 GMT -5
Both.
*Eden remained perfectly still in her mother's embrace.*
"What's next?"
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Post by Malefica on Apr 20, 2008 9:10:28 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled and looked around for a moment. Then she made a minion, a small figure that Eden could practice on.* "To murder your opponent: Avada Kadavra. This is also one of the unforgivable curses."
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Post by Eden on Apr 20, 2008 9:19:07 GMT -5
*Eden watched the minion for a moment.*
"Why do you want me to kill it, if it is unforgivable for me to do so? Isn't it important to be nice?"
*It appeared that her mother would kill her with loopholes.*
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Post by Malefica on Apr 20, 2008 9:25:40 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled and looked at her daughter. She remembered these questions from her own time with Merlin. And she also remembered his answers.*
"This is a test of the strength of your soul, my child. To see how much magic you can control before the magic starts controlling you. Your questions prove you have brains to become a witch, but do you also have the spiritual strength? How strong is your soul?"
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Post by Eden on Apr 20, 2008 9:32:54 GMT -5
Strong enough.
*Eden looked over her mother.*
Stronger than yours.
*With a flick of her wrist, she turned the wand on the minion and repeated the words coldly, every ounce of her hate and frustration focused into the death of the being. Its eyes widened in pain for a moment, there was a wash of confusion and it promptly exploded into a mass of wet flesh. Eden turned coolly to her mother, blood on her face and brain matter in her hair. She tilted her head and spoke indifferently.*
"Next?"
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Post by Malefica on Apr 20, 2008 9:37:53 GMT -5
I will not show you my true strength just because you doubt me. When the right time is here to reveal who I am, my strength will be known....
*Malefica grinned and poofed up a bowl of water, soap and a cloth. She washed the blood and brain matter of her daughter, then looked at her with an arched eyebrow.*
"It occurs to me that you already have some gifts of your own, young lady. Just to avoid repeating ourselves, show me what you can do already."
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Post by Eden on Apr 20, 2008 9:43:30 GMT -5
*If Malefica was testing Eden's mind reading, there was no response to her thoughts. Just the tiny body squirming as she was washed. She was treating her like she couldn't handle herself. Like she was...a child.*
And lay my hand before I'm called? I don't think so, white hat.
*She pushed at the towel.*
"Well, for one, I can bathe myself, thank you."
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Post by Malefica on Apr 20, 2008 9:49:48 GMT -5
*Malefica laughed and gave her daughter the towel.*
"Of course you can, sweetie. You look like you're five years old now. But something in your behaviour and your way of expressing yourself makes me think you are older."
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Post by Eden on Apr 20, 2008 9:52:34 GMT -5
"Or younger."
*She took the towel and wiped at the mess she'd made.*
"You had a hand in my premature aging. You made me what I am."
*She shrugged.*
"I don't think I can ever be normal."
No matter how much I want to be.
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