Rose and the RageRose stared at Dragon, who wasn't making any real sense anyways. Talking about Grandparents and some person named Rhonabwy... but listening to Dragon had a calming effect on Rose. Specifically, it kept her from going off to who knows where and start killing random things. Which, in turn, let her anger seep away.
It was only a minute after Dragon stopped talking when Rose had a small epiphany. She had lost control of her temper, and had been close to some kind of beastly rampage! The jewel on her forehead felt hot, and, had Rose been able to see a mirror, she would have seen that it was red, not her normal blue. But she had a feeling that it was red, and that was enough for her.
"Oomph." Rose said, as she sat down on the floor suddenly. Her epiphany had really caught her off gaurd, as those tended to. She wanted to ask questions about how bad she'd been, and things she should have known like that, but was too embarrassed. She had lost control. Completely.
Instead of focusing on herself anymore than she had already, Rose switched gears. She thought about what Dragon had said.
"So, we are going to go rescue Nogard, right? I want in." Rose said. She had been trying to ask the same thing when Dragon had disappeared just a bit ago. And she wanted- no, needed, to switch gears. Get positive motion going.
Turning to a Nerissa-display, Rose asked, "How long til we get where she says?"
Sooner better than later. Rose thought. She may have regained control, but her head still felt hot, and she still wanted to damage things. She sat on the floor in med-deck, in a state of controlled rage, waiting to find out how long til they would get to the place where she could kill stuff.
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Taran and internal evilsn**
crawled off and warned Taran to stay away quite unexpectedly. Taran had more than a few questions for n** about her behaviour, but he doubted now was the time for them. He got the feeling that she had barely no control over herself.
Taran hurried back to the command deck and locked and sealed the door behind him. Pulling the craft out of autopilot, Taran was able to finish getting them through the atmosphere, and they were close to their destination. In less than a minute, Taran had the craft landing gently outside a large mansion.
"I just hope we're in time, and n** is safe to let loose." Taran muttered. Just in case, Taran ensured the hatches were still locked, so n** wouldn't be able to leave unless she was in control of her senses. Which he sincerely hoped she was.
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Se'rox and something else entirelySe'rox had hoped that her comment had been somewhat lost amidst the conversation, but when ZuchaX fell
face first in the mud, Se'rox doubted he had. He got up and came over to her, and told her that her trust was not in vain, and kissed the top of her hand. He said he'd never lead her into danger. At that, Se'rox blushed. She didn't mean.... She was going to try to explain that, when he let her hand go and asked when Rose would return.
"ZuchaX? I... don't expect you to avoid leading me into danger. In fact, I would hope that if danger was where I needed to travel through, you would lead me. I would trust no other as much, in that situation." Se'rox had to make sure he understood that. She paused, then told him what she knew baout Rose's return.
"I... don't know when she will get here. And, to be honest, it doesn't really matter, I guess. I don't really know what to do with myself at this point. Besides staying out of Organization sight, that is." Se'rox paused, and shrugged. She wanted to tell him that she doubted they would find her here. She wanted to tell him that very much, but couldn't bring herself to say it. Her cheeks were quite red at that point.
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