| As the blade's sharp edge sunk into the table Geth turned an angry stare at the young man standing across the room from her. "You dare try to strike me?" she yelled angrily. She mumbled something under her breath and the young man who had thrown the blade was thrown into the wall behind him. "Geth...Look at me..." came the dark man's plea. Anger still radiating from her she turned to look at him. The look of anguish on his face shocked her. What caused him to be in such emotional pain? She knew the answer to that question though. She was the reason. But why? "He does not believe you are real. I know you are. Fiona knows you are. We must be patient with Argyyle, please." the dark man said. The anger at the young man was still there, although many thoughts had run through Geth's mind at once. This was a dream and she was visible in this dream only as a ghostly figure; therefore, the young dark one could not hurt her. But how could she make her power work correctly if this was only a dream? It mattered not at the moment, he had tried to cause harm to her and that angered Geth to no limit. The dark man seemed to know exactly what her thoughts were for when she turned her eyes back to the young man, the older one reached out again and called her name. "Geth..give him time. He does not know you." Anger spurring her courage up a notch, Geth stepped from her 'safe' little darkened corner and away from the dark man and young woman. She crossed the room slowly, going past the other woman with no incident. Geth looked at the face of the other woman. She knew her also but did not stop to ask how or why. "I am Kirial." the woman said and bowed her head slightly. Geth nodded and kept walking stealthily toward her target. She cleared the table and now stood directly in front of the young man who had acted with such impudence. He stood directly in front of her, showing no respect whatsoever, and even had the audacity to have a smug grin on his face. Geth stopped her angry feelings and stared at him. Noticing the lines of his face, the color of his eyes, the way he stood and held himself, Geth realized that this young man was somehow kin to the young woman who had called her mother. "Who are you? Why did you try to harm me?" Geth asked, her voice soft but still edge with anger. Geth did not notice that the other three beings in the room were now standing around her. |
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