Bree'Dorian Armunn
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Joined: 09 Feb 2012
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Location: Just beneath the shadows
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 Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2012 2:46 am Post subject: A Dagger Before Me |
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| Quote: | Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. ~ Shakespeare |
She was pacing again. Alone in her cell, just...pacing. Bree was feeling like she was losing her mind. All the quiet, the darkness. Just the cell. A cell she once thought of as pretty she now found ugly. It didn't matter how many times "her servant" cleaned it. It still remained ugly in her eyes. Juju was right.."if you be puttin perfume on a pig, it still be a pig". Her cell was still just a cell. Getting out was made even harder now since her escape attempt. They would be watching her movements even closer. She needed a weapon but hadn't only messed up her chance to gain her dagger by trust, she had gotten her gloves taken away too. In the days following her escape attempt she had done little but think. Though she seemed to play her games and read, she just contemplated on what she knew and what she didn't know. But the time in the cell was hard on her young mind. She'd been defeated twice, and was beginning to lose all hope of ever getting out.... and then there was a visit.
Trillin walked in, blood splattering his clothing. He told her of an orc raid. A glimmer of hope reached Bree's eyes. Her nuna, mother, had told her the orc clan were her friends. If the orcs raided, then maybe her mother was trying to get her back after all! She felt a sudden chilling shift in the air and glanced back instinctively behind her. Another Atalan was there. She now stood inbetween Trillin and this other one. A possition of weakness, and so she moved to place the wall at her back. Raising a brow she looked up at Trillin. "You said nuna did not care about me. Why would she send orcs to raid?"
The Atalan she assumed was some sort of guardsman answered instead and she turned her attention in his direction, "Oh they were not here for you. Nor was it your mother that sent them."
Finally Trillin spoke but it was not what she wanted to hear, " Your mother sits in her home..warm..with little care about her missing child."
"Your family has given up on you." the other one said.
Bree didn't want to hear it because she felt that it must be true. There had been no attempts to free her that she knew of. No word on anything about her mother except that she wouldn't free her even when all she had to do was come get her. She'd thought her mother loved her but she really didn't know that much about her. Ditto had been here in Sosaria while Bree was with her father in the Young Kingdoms. Though her mother visited very often, she still didn't really know her like she did her papa. He did love her. That she knew. But, he probably didn't know about her capture. "Maybe your right about my nuna but papa would never give up."
The 'guard' laughed. "That is ironic...Your father has given up on you more than the rest."
Bree's emotions slipped, normally quiet and even more so when angered,half-crazed she would call him out loudly. She yelled for the first time in a long time. "Your a liar!"
The 'guard' spoke as if to confirm the information, "He spoke as if you were an embarassment..saying no member of his family would have been caught."
"He says you are not fit to be a Armunn." Trillin added, "And for that you will die here."
She lowered her head to stare at the floor. Those things, putting them altogether in her mind confirmed one thing for her. They had spoken with her father. Not only did he know, but he was here! She almost smiled with happiness but contained herself, keeping her eyes averted to the floor momentarily so they could not see her reaction.
It was the 'guard' that broke the silence, but still she stared at the floor, listening, keeping steady. "It sounds just like him..doesn't it. You know we speak truth."
She went quiet for a moment, feeling the turmoil of betrayal. First Trillin wanted her to think her mother didn't care for her. But now, he and this other one he brought here wanted to turn her against her own papa. She was hurt and angry, but not at her papa. At Trillin. He who seemed like he wanted to reach out and be her friend. No friend would do this. Finally she found her voice and said cautiously, "It sounds like him when he talks to others."
The Atalan responded, "Exactly what you are to him now."
Was this 'guard' her executioner? Bree could feel his eyes on her and she bit her lip. It quivered from a mixture of joy and anger. The tears came easily enough. She was a master at the tears and sad looks. It's how she got what she wanted in the past with the guards not telling on her. With her papa to handle the bully. With Juju when she wanted strawberries. This time would be the most important. Still biting her lip, she breathed in and looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "So now what?"
She would try to live, but if death was to come, she would meet it in it's face. Instead of killing her, the 'executioner' only asked her a simple question. "How would you answer that, young one.?"
Caught offguard, she stuttered, "Im wondering if I'm going to die..but I....I don't know." She glanced quickly to Trillin, but he made no sound, no movement and she turned back to the other one. "I dont know how I'd answer."
"Think less..feel more. And answer." he said.
She suddenly had the impression this was no mere guard nor executioner. Glancing again at Trillin, she took note of something that had been there all along. Though his normal mannerisms were the same, there was an air of him showing respect to this other one. How should she best respond? What was this other one wanting from her? She did her best to stall without really answering so she could fish for what he was looking for. "I don't know what to feel..I hurt too much."
The puzzle was solved when Trillin spoke up, "Then rage....Anger. The same feeling Thanatos had...."
She had almost smiled then but held back. They were trying to get her to hate her papa. If it had worked, it would've hurt more than any weapon.... A weapon of words and actions. She knew this game well. Her words and actions would be her dagger. " No. I'm not angry." she again spoke quietly. "I'm ....I don't know."
With their prodding her against her father, they'd given her an idea she needed on what to try next to gain her freedom. Her lips trembled more. She was so happy she dropped her face down again. She steeled herself on what was to come next, and doing her best to imitate her sister, she spoke loudly through gritted teeth. "I want you both to leave!"
The other one's eyes glowed red and Bree lifted up her face just in time to see it. But, she continued. They wanted her angry. She would be angry. It would make sense that anger would strike anywhere at first. "You heard me!" she yelled. "Leave!"
Trillin glared at her and then held out her gloves. The other Atalan spoke, "Tell me..." As Bree reached for her gloves, Trillin pushed her hand away, and the Atalan continued, "..are you angry yet?"
"Only that you are still here." She said, her voice shaking and with angry eyes. "I don't know you."
He smirked. "You will."
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= Bree Armunn =
Song for Bree
"Even though Imryrr took more after myself, I predict that Bree will be able to shape the land through whispers in diplomats' ears..."
- Lord Tarothin Armunn |
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