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Not the Martel I know.

And you are not the Yuan I know. But you are still Yuan. [ her yellow eyes flash with something rather dangerous. ] And I am still Martel.

[oh gods, woman, you'd better not be horny. Yuan is prepared to fight you to the death if need be.]

That doesn't matter. You... You're not the woman I love!

[ LOL. just. lawl. ] Mmm. [ this requires more chuckling. lulz. ] That's right, Yuan..

..after all. [ in a few swift, steps, she's right back to where she was earlier, her face alarmingly close to Yuan's ear once more. ] ..how can you love me when you don't even know me?

[ ..a.k.a. we just love freaking you out. \o/ ]

[he tries to back away even more, but bumps into a wall. S-snap! He'll just have to hold a lightning orb in front of himself as shabby defense]

I said get back!

[ she watches that orb, unamused by his futile attempts at protecting himself. ]

Are you afraid, Yuan?

[y-yes]

Of course not!

Then you won't mind if I become serious. Disobedient children need to be scolded, after all. [ she lifts her hand out, and a dark, sharp looking staff appears. lulz. gonna beetchu up wit dis' hurr stick. ]

A-aahhh!

[pointy staff! Pointy blunt staff! Forget that pointless lightning orb! Gonna try and siddle away, now.]

[ the staff is jammed into the wall about waist high to prevent his movement. A dark, murderous smirk appears on her lips. :> <3 ] Where are you going, sweetheart~?

[Okay, time for some quick thinking. He quickly grabs the staff with one hand]

Lightning!

[prepare to get zapped, evildoer!]

[ she looks up and the green flashes back to life in her eyes, which widen. The lightning hits her, and it quite clearly hurts, but she refuses to open her mouth or her eyes after the blow. ]

[ her fingernails dig into her sleeves. O-ow, man. lightning hurts. Well, it hurts Martel, anyway. In the moment of unexpected danger, something seems to have switched. Static dances all across her body. ]

[if Yuan were any kind of sane person, or his usual self, he would've taken this chance to flee. But for some reason, seeing this woman in pain is like a knife to the heart. So, really, he's just rooted to the spot again.]

[ her eyes open again, and they're quite green, but she looks worried more than in pain. ]

Yuan.. [ Martel's soft voice is barely heard above a whisper. She bites her lip a bit, preventing herself from speaking further. ]

[That is a lot more familiar. But the fact that a familiar Martel is actually in there makes the situation even more distressing.]

Martel!

[ she stands, looking quite distressed herself. ] I don't have enough time..t-to explain. [ b-bzzz. static. ] I have to leave.

L-leave?

[he's losing a third Martel? Already? B-but...]

[ her hand touches Yuan's face, and she smiles sadly. ]

I don't want to hurt you. You were afraid off the thing inside of me. A devil I..sold my soul to. I'm sorry.. [ :< ilubb. WE'D STAY IF WE WEREn"T AFRAID OF HURTING YOU ;A; ]

[devil... sold... soul...

Completely losing all sense of rational thought, he pulls Martel into a firm embrace. There's a good chance he'll die because of this, but that notion hasn't really occurred to him yet.]

I'm sorry.

[ she grasps onto him as if she'd been holding back the entire time. ] ..it was foolish and..stupid of me to even think she would..follow through on her promise..

[he's not letting go. Instead, he just holds her closer, his fingers clenching slightly.]

What did you ask of her?

..don't kill them.. [ her hold weakens. ] ..Mithos, Kratos..Noishe. And..Yuan. She needed my host..and exchanged her word that she wouldn't harm you.

[he slowly lets go again. Not enough to actually break away, but he'll stop clinging nonetheless.]

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