do you hear this breath, it's an obessive breath

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WHO: Kraehe, Mytho, Fakir, Duck, Ivy, anyone else who wants to rescue the idiot poof.
WHERE: Some old abandoned church thing.
WHEN: Tuesday evening.
WARNINGS: Creepy petting, crazy Desire'd crowgirl, possible violence.
SUMMARY: Rue has kidnapped Mytho (again), and is keeping him in a creepy old church! Concerned individuals come to save him, and crazy ensues.
FORMAT: Paragraph or something.



The light of the sunset filtered in through the church's filthy window, casting a dim light over the interior. Ravens lined the walls and pews, watching the center of the room with a certain interest. In the center, on the only undamaged pew, Kraehe sat, leaning over Mytho's sleeping form, watching him carefully.

It wasn't enough. Before, she would have been overjoyed just to be near him, to see his lovely face, to have him in her arms. But now there was hole of wanting within her he could not fill, now, it seemed to hurt her just to look at him. Why? Why was it no longer enough for her to have him with her?

Her hands tightened into fists. It was Fakir's fault, it had to be. Every time she looked at Mytho she thought of him, how this was normal with, how he could spend as much time with Mytho as he wanted, yet he left him alone and left him wanting for love. The thought of it made her furious. He didn't deserve him. He didn't deserve anything, save for the awful fate that had already been decided for him.

She reached over, gently running her fingers through Mytho's hair. He would meet it soon, she thought. And no one would stop her.

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There is no fear.


The first volley of ravens managed to reach him, tearing at his clothes and what little skin he had left exposed. He recovered as quickly as he could manage, swinging his sword in wide swaths to clear the path to Kraehe. She controlled them; if he could reach her, he could stop the assault. Of course, the ravens just kept coming.

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"Fakir!" Mytho exclaimed, eyes wide with fear. He took a small step forward, but was half frozen by the strong emotion racing through him.

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"Stay back!" Kraehe said sharply, holding her arm out to block Mytho's path. With her other arm, she motioned for more ravens to swoop down and go after Fakir.

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"Mytho, don't move!" Fakir barked, stupidly pausing in his assault just long enough for the next wave of raven to catch him in the chest and bowl him over.

The back of his head connected with the remains of a pew, and he saw little else but stars as he sprung back to his feet and started swinging again. Almost there. He was bleeding, he was disoriented, and the ravens just kept pouring out of the rafters, but he was almost there. He'd cut her down and it would all stop. He just had to keep going.

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Mytho froze in place, almost not breathing, watching in horror.

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Fakir's progress had not escaped her notice. She looked around. The birds were still coming, just as many as before. Shouldn't he be on the ground by now? Furiously, she whirled around, shouting at the ravens.

"Is that the best you can do?! Scratch him, tear him, make him beg for mercy!"

Her face was contorted in a mask of rage, breath coming heavily.

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Somehow, Fakir managed to hold his ground against the ravens' onslaught. If he could prevent them from surrounding him, he could win. He cut another wide arc through the screeching wall of tearing claws, causing most of the ravens to scatter back up to the rafters before descending again.

He cried out in pain for the first time when one of the larger birds managed to slip past his defenses and clamp its talons onto his wrist. Pain lanced up his arm as the raven's claws pierced through his glove and dug into the flesh underneath. He dropped his sword, and in a moment of pain-hazed idiocy he stooped to retrieve it.

And then they were on him, all at once, while he groped for his weapon through the mass of flapping wings and ripping claws.

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"FAKIR!" Mytho near screamed, rushing towards his knight, swinging his arms at the ravens to drive them away.

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"Mytho, no!" Kraehe lunged forward, grabbing Mytho's arm and yanking him back. While she was doing this, the ravens began to fall back slightly, in order to avoid getting Mytho hurt.

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As the ravens pulled back, Fakir lay immobile on the dusty floor for a few moments, curled around himself, shielding his face. He hurt. His clothes were in tatters, though his flesh was doing marginally better.

Still, he had heard Mytho cry out for him; he had been reminded of his purpose. He rose to his feet, sword in hand, and took a single ragged breath before he advanced on Kraehe, his face a mask of calm belying the single-minded fury and devotion beneath his surface.

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Mytho tensed, stumbling slightly. "Let go of me, Kraehe!" He pulled at the grip on his arm, eyes darkening to hold a reddish tint.

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Duck had been searching the park, not realizing that Rue would take into account that that was the first place people would search for her. But Ivy was there, and she felt sure that Ivy wouldn't allow harm to befall any of her friends while they were in her domain.

The sounds of struggle attracted her to the church, just in time to see Fakir lurch to his feet, surrounded by crows.

"FAKIR!" she cried, at once distressed by his condition. She rushed to support him. "What's going on here?!"

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"No!" Kraehe said, voice sounding oddly desperate. "Don't go to him, stay with me, love me! Forget about Fakir!"
Hearing Duck's voice, she turned, looking furious. The flying of the ravens above her became frantic.

"Get out of here!" she barked. "This has nothing to do with you."

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Barely three hours out of jail and she's already found herself a mess. Ivy had followed Duck to the church and now she placed herself carefully between Duck and the darker girl.

"Duck, get your friend and get him out of here," she said indicating Fakir with a slight gesture. Her voice was supremely calm, but she never took her eyes off Kraehe. "I'll get Mytho."

I SEE I HAVE BECOME A VICTIM OF ZUUL

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Fakir started to shove Duck away, but stopped abruptly when he heard Ivy's voice. He turned to her, ready to shout her down and insist that they both leave, but he fell silent when he noticed that her eyes were on Kraehe, not Mytho.

"I'm not leaving," he said, taking Duck's hand and retreating behind Ivy. He wouldn't leave the church. He would accept help, but leaving was out of the question.

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Mytho looked at Kraehe, expression a mix between sorrow and fear. "Kraehe...."

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Miki had taken longer than he would have liked finding out where they were, cross-referencing every picture of every City church he could find on the internet with the video that Rue had provided. Normally, it wouldn't have taken him so long, but the music that had been playing in his head was as distracting as ever.

He took his fencing sword with him this time not as a precaution, but as a necessity. He could tell from the way Rue had spoken she wanted a fight with Fakir, and he had a strong feeling that the feeling on Fakir's part was mutual. Separating them would be a challenge, but still, he had to try, he had to reason with her. If she kept this up... she could lose Mytho completely, and he knew that that could very well destroy her.

Seeing Ahiru slip into the church with a strange green woman only confirmed his suspicions as he slipped in behind them quietly, not alerting any of them to his presence yet, but waiting and watching to see what they did.

[poorduck.livejournal.com]

There came the cavalry. She squeezed Fakir's hand, not wanting him to fight, and feeling powerless to do more. She felt wretched. This argument just kept happening, over and over again. It felt wrong to deny Rue access to her prince, but it felt just as wrong to let her take him and deny that same access to Fakir. Not that she had the power to do either thing.

"Ivy!" she exclaimed. "Please don't hurt anyone! I'm sick of all this fighting."

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Kraehe glared back at Ivy, moving in front of Mytho, as if to sheild him from her sight. Things were going wrong very quickly, too many people were showing up, they would take him away. But she would never let them.

"You think you can take him from me, witch? Just try."

Wordlessly, she nodded at a group of ravens perched behind her, and they dove at Ivy, beaks and claws out and poised for attack.

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"I'm not going to hurt anyone, Duck," she said reassuringly, though looking at Karehe, she suspected they wouldn't be getting out without a bit of a fight. She glanced back to smile at the girl, "It'll be all right."

To Kraehe, she waved a bit dismissively, "And didn't I tell you, dear? These sorts of plans never work." She doesn't even flinch at the diving crows, the floors cracking as roots and young trees burst up, swatting aside the attacking birds.

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Fakir gave a startled yelp and staggered back, pulling Duck with him, as the plants sprung up from the floor. He placed himself between Duck and the plants and crows, sword still drawn.

"Duck, you know this woman?"

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Mytho stumbled slightly as the floor buckled under him, face tensing.

"Stop this..." he said quietly, not even sure who he was talking to. But he didn't want there to be fighting...

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Duck nodded tentatively. "She looked after me for a while before you got ported in. But she doesn't remember that." Mytho was right, but it seemed like no matter how much Duck tried to prevent it, there was always going to be fighting.

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Kraehe looked back at Mytho, and briefly, an expression of something like guilt rose to her face. But it was gone in a flash, replaced by a murderous face. She looked wildly around at the ravens, and they attacked once more, their numbers doubled this time.

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Again the ravens were repelled by the wave of roots and branches. "This is getting ridiculous," Ivy hummed, glancing at Mytho. Then to Kraehe, "What exactly are you trying to accomplish with this?"