Post by Randal Dahak on Jun 20, 2019 7:33:01 GMT -5
06/17/19 : 17:54:35)
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Randal Dahak
{Commander}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
MBN-ReVo
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... -Randal had spent the better part of the day meeting with members of the Mansion staff. Alerting them to prepare a special dinner. The occassion?... He wanted a special dinner with Bella. The other night on the beach, he could feel her hurt, not only because he has that ability, but because He also hurt. Unsure if Nathaniel will be able to make it but for much the same reason the invite was given to him as well. Randal would walk into the dining hall and seen the staff has done a magnificent job in preparing the table. Everything from Bloodwyne to ancient scotch. Fine china dishes and silver forks, spoons, knives etc. The food dishes in the back on the warmer. We have much to discuss and accomplish as a family. But all of this, would be for nothing, unless we are able to move on as a family together.
06/17/19 : 18:11:56)
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - ] | | |
Gen 3 | Tier 4
-Chaos Never tasted so sweet-
-|- Mistress of Chaos -|-
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - Bella had taken to a few days of solitude, to where she had turned into herself to console upon the lost of a Mother. A being who was far more than a human mother could ever be. Locked in the Mansion or the Emerald fields where she trained during her younger years into the family. Her door creaked and her embers turned towards that entering. Her head cants as she watched one of the servants come in and request her presence in the dining hall. That is was Randal who was requesting such. With a nod of her head she stood from the desk in which she sat behind. “Ill be down in a few moments” she said. Bella moved towards the bathroom. Taking a few to shower and change. They were in their world so dressing or even carrying the human mask was unnecessary. Yet, she held on to it for the present. Placing herself in a Long dark blood red dress. The red strappie heels to match. Then the jewels came next. A set of pearls and diamonds. Hair was done up on her head, her make smooth and flawless. She looked sharp and dangerous. Though, she were not in the mood for much sex appeal. It was though, it had vanished with the dying coals and yet she knew it was there, just not lingering near the surface.
Her embers burned as bright as an Aurora Borealis of the Northern Hemisphere, while her emotions remained in check. She was a solitude of chaos concealed behind the lock and key of her mind. Tonight, she would dine with her Family, would sit with Randal and her Half brother. Would eat and make peace with the lost of her Mother Violet. For tomorrow she might decide to start a war. It was a chaotic presence, an energy that flowed like a river whose bed would one day run dry. Today nor tomorrow were that chance. Exhaling a deep breath she flows from the room in which she had always held at the Mansion, moving along the hall and down the stairs. Making her way with her head held high into the Dining room. She felt him long before she saw him. Felt his touches of the past, present and future. Could sense his hurt and lost as it ran his veins. She could feel him, could touch and know it was not just one who had lost a moment in time. It was the rawness of losing one who was not just a monument in their family. She was one of the strongest amongst them, now she rests peacefully for all eternity. Bella entered, donning a smile to her lips that never quite made the connection to her eyes, her breath even and steady even if she didn’t need to breath. She stood a moment watching Randal, the fire crackling behind him. Her eyes studied his features, studied him before she finally spoke. “Evening Randal” she said soft as a whisper being sang through a meadow.
06/17/19 : 18:29:15)
-=///Harbinger of Death\\\=-
. . : : :N A T H A N I E L . : : . D A H A K: : : . .
Gen 3 - Tier 5
Necromancer
Director of Operations - Dahak Labs
Enforcer of the Dahak Empire
Miami By Night //\\ ReVo
You've got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
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== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... ~Nathaniel had taken some sick days off from the Labs due to the news of his mother's death, which he spent at the Mansion or just wandering around the City of Miami. He'd currently been standing in front of his closet, trying to decide what to wear, his pure obsidian orbs seemingly dim as he remained motionless and stared at the clothing in his closet. When the knock came, he'd turned toward the door as it opened, and the invite was given. With a nod of acknowledgement, Nathaniel's eyes came back into sharp focus as he decided on a pair of black slacks and matching silk shirt, with a dark purple tie. Finding his shoes, he placed them on and made his way down the stairs toward the dining room. He rolled his neck around in tiny circles to loosen it up a bit, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly though it was unnecessary. Making his way into the dining room, he allowed a half-hearted smile to cross his features.~ "Evening, Father. Sis." ~He made his way over toward the table and pulled out a chair for Bella before taking a seat of his own.~
06/17/19 : 18:37:36)
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Randal Dahak
{Commander}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
MBN-ReVo
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... He would walk around to the other side of the table, so that Bella and Nathaniel would both be in his view. He sat down and when he does, the servers bring in the dinner tonight. Chili (Asian flare) with sea bass. They would lay a plate down for each of us. Randal would smile as Bella entered first, followed by Nathaniel Bella. Good to see you. And you also son, good to see you (/i> The server pours Randal and Nathaniel some 30 years old Scotch on the rocks. The server then turns to Bella M.Lady we have Scotch, red wine, and bloodwyne, whichever you prefer It may seem odd the bloodwyne, but the do have bacchae visit from time to time, and well who doesnt like a good blood letting ever once in awhile.
Once Bella chooses her drink of choice, Randal offers a toast, lifting up his scotch Violet was the best there was in her field. Not only was she family. But she in so many ways stood on the ideals that became who we are. I will miss her. May we inspire to her level in all of our dealing.. this is to Violet Lets his glass touch against Nathaniels and Bellas glass
06/17/19 : 18:46:25)
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - ] | | |
Gen 3 | Tier 4
-Chaos Never tasted so sweet-
-|- Mistress of Chaos -|-
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... - Bella smiled looking to her Brother as she eyed him carefully. He was clean cut tonight, looked like the family was dinning with some class. “Evening, Nathaniel” she said softly, the chance of teasing him just not in the moment of feeling it. Pressing her heels to the floor she would move around the table, taking the offered seat by her brother as he held it out for her. “Thank you.” She said softly. Looking to what had been brought and served. It smelt and looked delicious, though eating was not on her mind she would indulge tonight. Hearing the choices of drinks she would think about it a moment before she would speak. “the same as my brother and Randal, Please” she said. The drink handed she listened to the toast of Randal and with it she smiled. “To Violet, My Mother” she clanked glasses, took a sip of the scotch. Pausing for a few moments. Then another sip followed. She was savoring its flavor.
06/19/19 : 18:54:47)
-=///Harbinger of Death\\\=-
. . : : :N A T H A N I E L . : : . D A H A K: : : . .
Gen 3 - Tier 5
Necromancer
Director of Operations - Dahak Labs
Enforcer of the Dahak Empire
Miami By Night //\\ ReVo
You've got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
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== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to ALL:.... ~After Bella was seated, he nodded once in acknowledgement of her thanks, and he would make his way over to his seat and sit down. The food looked delicious, he just didn't know if he was going to be able to eat it or not. He would take his glass of Scotch in hand and take a whiff of it. Yep, this was the good stuff, reserved for special occasions. He supposed this fell under that category. After his father Randal gave the toast, he held up his glass and spoke softly.~ "To Mom." ~He just couldn't manage to get his voice any louder than that. He clanked his glass with the other two and took a sip of the Scotch, savoring the taste as it went down.~
(06/19/19 : 19:00:02)
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Randal Dahak
{Commander}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
MBN-ReVo
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... -Randal would watch as both Bella and Nathaniel would toast to Violet. Violet and he share a certain history. Even though she was his Sister, they still have Nathaniel by the will of Dahak. In their bloodlines this is not a taboo thing. But Violet literally helped create the Dahaks. This as much her bloodline as Randal. So for her to head into Chaos sleep and pass away, not only does this impact us as a family, the grieving and so forth, but also it also leaves a big void there- "Violet would want us to carry on as a family. And now that we are regrouping here in Miami. I have a project for all three of us to work on. We will be stepping aside from the Dahak Labs for the time being, as they are running like clockwork. I got a new project for us"
(06/19/19 : 19:16:49)
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 4
-Chaos Never tasted so sweet-
-|- Mistress of Chaos -|-
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - Nate was as messed up by the impact of their Mother’s passing as Bella was, listening to his toast and how he eyed the food before him. Bella gave a weak smile looking up to Randal as he spoke setting the glass down in front of her. Hearing of new projects she was unsure to be happy about the news are simply be unimpressed. Due to the whole the more projects, more responsibility and blah blah blah. Oh, perhaps that was the reason for more projects, it certainly had nothing to do with her using a little bit of her chaos powers to cause oil to spew upon the beach.
Come on that was eventually going to happen. It came down to the Air pocket under the surface that lay dormant for so long finally erupted. How any could tie her to that. Well. Ok so there were some color light changes playing out. Not like the night life there was seriously not wasted or strung out. It gave them some cool effects to play on. Shifting her mind back to the conversation in hand she would listen quietly, while plotting her next little adventure of what would go where on a larger scale. Like could she possibly make it snow in Miami in the dead middle of June with temps nestled around the highs 80s to low 90s, even with the over cast it was worth a shot, right? Bella sipped a little of her drink before actually looking to the food and taking a bite of the Fish.
06/19/19 : 19:27:58)
-=///Harbinger of Death\\\=-
. . : : :N A T H A N I E L . : : . D A H A K: : : . .
Gen 3 - Tier 5
Necromancer
Director of Operations - Dahak Labs
Enforcer of the Dahak Empire
Miami By Night //\\ ReVo
You've got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
. . : : : : : : . .
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... ~Nathaniel shared a special bond with Violet, given that she had given Birth to Nathaniel, marking him as the only true-born Dahak. Of course, when he'd first been told he was a Dahak, he'd wanted nothing to do with the Family, and had gotten into multiple arguments with Randal. Man, Nathaniel had come a long way since those early years. He sipped from his Scotch, obsidian orbs taking in both Randal and Bella, his head canting to the side as Randal stated he wanted us to step aside from the Labs for the time being, and he would have a questioning look on his face.~ "And what exactly might that be?"
06/19/19 : 19:28:58)
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Randal Dahak
{Commander}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
MBN-ReVo
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... -Bella is a firecracker on steroids, or maybe a hydrogen bomb on steroids. The energy that runs through her, has the potential to be down right deadly. Just like her mother however, she would need to find away to cope or work with what she has. To control it and not allow it to control her. Unsure of how much Bella understands, but if the Chaos controls her, she will become mad in her mind. So far she has done well with this but how much longer, will be determined on her focus for it. Nathaniel on the other hand has always had control. Like or not he did get that from his father. Randal then hands out a document for both Bella and Nathaniel to see- "I am opening a school, hands on experience school. Three different locations. One is for Soul Mastery. I will run that school to help teach the Dahak Daemons and Spirit wolves the nature of Soul Mastery"
{Nathaniel} - Randal turns and looks to his son. - "Nathaniel, I would like for you to run the second school of Necromancy. Death the Del Torians who would use it, the Daemon Dahaks, and Necromaids. So that they properly use it and channel it properly"
{Bella} -Turns to face Bella- "I need you to teach any Dahak Daemon, Nobel, or a new offspring Dahak is working on called Chaos Whispers. You must learn to harness and control Chaos. This will provide you with that and pas on what your mother has shown you"
-Randal looks around the room- "This is indeed a high honor. This will allow us to keep the Dahak legacy alive and strong for many moons to come"
(06/19/19 : 19:30:40)
/ - Chaos - Awakened - \
Keelie Norstrom Dahak
|Chaos Master|
Miami By Night |ReVo|
- Violet Be Her Name -
- Lady be her name -
== Beachfront Home ==
- is in a beachfront home -
: says to ALL:.... Miami, a well-known tourist attraction, and landscape with beautiful beaches. It is also well known for its humid summers and powerful summer storms. Today, just like any other day, everything seems to go about their natural order. People traveling out into the evening-time to visit bars, restaurants, and other happenings of the city. But the order is an illusion. When local gangs take target civilians who just wanting to take care of their family. When someone inside a nightclub is introduced to ecstasy, heroin, or one of a hundred other drugs. When someone in the city government has their hands in the money till. Even when a hurricane smash ashore. This is all order out of Chaos. But it is still Chaos! But the reality is, this evening – the order is completely an illusion | Death, like a blanket, cold like the kiss of frost against your soul, ravaging and yet final. The earth between the traps of grains, its fields of barley, and the crust to the mantle. Something so dark and foreboding lurks between the veils of mind’s eye but unseen | Scales cover eyes of all from wherein this force is working, leaving those, even supernatural entities to wonder what is at work. Keelie Norstrom hovers a ring, violet in cover, over the Chaos Dimensions. Dark fingertips circle around a Crystal ball which fluctuates in color |White – Available Chaos, Emerald – Potential Chaos, and violet – destruction side of Chaos | These colors within the ball, is how she is controlling the Chaos. The Violet color ring, rests above the ball. To her right on the floor, is an empty husk a Daemon husk. She is in a vacant building on the northern part of the city. Well warded against any outside influence from coming inside. Anything trying to get through will find themselves stepping into any random location on Earth. That potentially could be in Nashville, Russia, or any other spot on the planet. Nothing, not even the void or other dimensional energies can untie |Manipulation/Factor 4/stonewall| The ring beautifully crafted and mastered by the hand of Damoria herself, an entity for which she has trusted for a long time, is able to unite with the crystal ball and draw out its properties. The circulating energies of color act as a charge and once the maximum level of energy from within is reached, she calls out to the Chaos to unite with Violet’s life force within the Emerald Valley fields. “Mistress of Chaos, Lady of unknown worlds, draw forth now the essence of Violet Dahak, by MY ORDER unite with my ring” | Sliding on the Violet Ring of Damoria onto her index finger, the Crystal ball begins to shake and in that same moment in time, the entire atmosphere in Miami begins to cry out and clouds of unknow origin, white, violet, and Emerald green circle around the entire circumference of the city and random acts of Chaos spill out including a blood stains all over the city streets, on cars, on rooftops and on The Dahak Mansion Lawn. The Blood stains all spell out words and all of the words are the same. They all spell “Violet Be Her Name”. Not only does it spell out Violet be her name, loud haunting sounds like that of a woman wailing saying over and over again “Violet be her name – Violet be her name – Violet be her name”. This would press on for several minutes. Then as quickly as the chaos begins, its done. The clouds disappear as does the blood stains and the noise that followed. | While all of this was unfolding, the power of the crystal and the command for Violets Life force was bonded to the ring. Sliding the ring off of her finger and up into the air, it would shine. Extending her tongue upwards and bringing her hand towards her mouth, she slides the ring into her mouth and she swallows it. The ring slides down her throat and into her belly. This would cause her belly to burn with pain like she has never felt before. Her knees slam into the ground as the indwelling force begins to tear her body apart. Her chest rips open as Daemon talons shred apart this body she is wearing. The body, that was Keelie Norstom flops around on the ground like a fish out of water. Every remaining part of her life force spills out into the floor. The Daemon within now ripping through. Before this began that husk had been on the floor, once the power of ring took hold, that husk vanished from the floor and opened up within Keelie’s body. | The Daemon form of Keelie now completed. She lets out a loud piercing shrill. One that could be heard by Every Dahak in this city | Not just Daemons, but also Spirit Wolves, and Necromaids | Looking up to the ceiling, she jumps, letting her natural strength rip through threw the ceiling and rooftop – she lands on top. Twirling once around in the air, when she lands this time she is back to human form. Keelie Norstrom’s form. An evil twist to her lips, harmonious words sprinkle into the air her words| “Violet be thy name”
06/19/19 : 20:14:26)
-=///Harbinger of Death\\\=-
. . : : :N A T H A N I E L . : : . D A H A K: : : . .
Gen 3 - Tier 5
Necromancer
Director of Operations - Dahak Labs
Enforcer of the Dahak Empire
Miami By Night //\\ ReVo
You've got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
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== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... Nathaniel looked over the documentation as he sipped from his Scotch, chewing on his bottom lip for a moment before setting the glass back on the table. Yes, he'd always had that control, even when he'd believed himself to be a normal, mortal Human raised by Humans, and yes, he would admit to himself he got that from his father. The fact of this did not anger him, in fact, he was secretly proud of it. He would cant his head once more before asking.~ "And where might these schools be located?" Of course, that was when all Hell broke loose, and Nathaniel felt every moment of it. He wasn't sure how, but he did. And, much like his little Sister, Nathaniel rose to his feet and went to look out through one of the windows, wondering what exactly in the hell was going on. Unlike Bella, however, Nathaniel would remain in his Human form, arms folded across his chest. And then came the shrill, one that felt like his ears were going to bleed at any moment, if they weren't already. He would turn to look at Bella and then to Randal.~ "What the Bloody Hell was that?" ~He would say in his best Simon Cowell impersonation, which would be pretty damn good considering he was a supernatural creature.~
(06/19/19 : 20:23:45)
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Randal Dahak
{Commander}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
MBN-ReVo
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Beachfront Home ==
- is in a beachfront home -
: says to ALL:.... {Bella}-Bella cannot fool Randal, He knows full well at times she does not have full control over Chaos. Not even Violet had full control over it at this same point in time for her journey. Right now Bells and her emotions are getting the better of her, because this was all too much at once. He is hoping that by taking on this new challenge that she might be able to explore the bounds of what is possible- "Good question. For one you would be guardian of the Chaos. You would take your students out in the field, explore your powers together. Prepare them in away so that the Chaos does not take over their minds. But it also gives you a mission, a purpose. No doubt what Violet would have wanted for you" -He can speak on this level, as he knew her in away no one else could. Long before Nathaniel was born, Violet and He were close-
{Nathaniel}-He would turn to look to Nathaniel and answers his question- "Three Locations on the southeast side of Miami. They are be well warded and allow us to teach the students real powers without messing up the inner city in the process" -chuckles softly- "But if we dont let your Sister out to have some fun with her Chaos in the city, she might implode" -Randal then froze up completely-
-Randal closed his eyes for a moment, he could feel immense power coming from somewhere. This was before any blood or noises came into the picture. He allowed the void to take over his form, so that He could pinpoint the location. Some kind of strange Wards block him from seeing inside this building, but it takes him right up to it. He is not a Chaos user to any degree that matters, but he could feel the undercurrent of energy. Then comes to blood and the sound of wailing. He heard clearly the sound violet be her name in the wailing. When it stops, He would look to Nathaniel and Bella both- "Violet. I dont know how, I just know its her" -The void then swallows all of our forms and takes us to the front of this abandoned building. All of us looking up to the roof as this woman twirled and landed on her feet. Then her words 'Violet be her name'
{Keelie} -Randal's eyes narrows as He looks you over. You are not violet, and yet she is written all over you at the same time- "Who are you really?" -You can echo the name Violet, but your not Violet, at least not entirely-
06/19/19 : 20:43:05)
/ - Chaos - Awakened - \
Keelie Norstrom Dahak
|Chaos Master|
Miami By Night |ReVo|
- Violet Be Her Name -
- Lady be her name -
== Beachfront Home ==
- is in a beachfront home -
: says to ALL:.... Looking down from the rooftop. She had not so much as uttered her words, when stepping out of a void was Randal and Violet’s children Nathaniel and Bella. Seeing the three appear, she would let out a gleeful sigh. “Who am I? Who am I? Well let’s see” . Tapping her fingernail on her chin. ”Im your Marry fucking godmother. “ Her image would cut in and out about 100 times in a 10 second span and then it was gone, she was gone. Actually she teleported right in front of the three of you. Mystics gate, a sword she has carry for hundreds of years, silver in color and rippled edges. She wields it in her hands in case any of them get any ideas. Next she would tap the blade against the ground, unleashing a pathway from the Chaos realm to where we are standing. Chaos beings from within it, unit to her will. If she calls upon them, they will attack. The path is a white pale light then moves out to her right and continues on for what seems like an eternity. Just when she might make a move, the essence of Violet within calls out to her mind, to not harm anyone here. It would be up to them on if she makes the next move. She is here, and there isn’t anything they can do to stop her. Dahak and Damoria both allowed for her to be here and take over Violets form. “Randal, Nathaniel and Bella, I assume? Well then, Violet says hello” |Shifting in her position, she looks over Bella, who is in her Daemon husk. Finding that interesting, and that her chaos energy is quite powerful as well. Perhaps in time, the Dahaks will understand what really happened here|”Damoria and I go way back. I was granted the right to take over the host of any Dahak. But only once they kicked the bucket. Violet did that. And now I am here. Don’t worry she is fine, but don’t call me mama, unless you desire to be dancing over hot coals in hell” -Shrugs her shoulders.-
06/19/19 : 20:51:11)
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 4
-Chaos Never tasted so sweet-
-|- Mistress of Chaos -|-
== Beachfront Home ==
- is in a beachfront home -
: says to ALL:.... - Bella had listened to the words of Randal before the shit storm had rang and it gave her some thought. Then that wonderful thought had died hearing his words to her brother Nate, that she needed to be taken to the city to have some fun before she imploded. Well could you blame the dear girl she was chaos after all, and you were simply telling her to be a good little girl and mind her Ps and Qs and not to upset the adults. Yet, with Bella it was all or nothing sometimes. She knew she did not have the full control of Chaos and far less then the control her mother had on the powers, still she had not caused any more devastation then any other being in the family at one point or another.
Having been swallowed by the void she had been pulled in front of an abandoned building. Her black abyssal turned up wards towards the sky while she noted the woman and the words playing off her lips. ~Violet be thy name~ brought about a smile as she could feel her, the stirring, the calm before the storm was being unleashed and oh look. Momma’s back and your gunna get your ass whooped. Bella nearly shouted at Randal to stop, that her Mother was back and that was better than the other choice he had told her. Shifting from where she stood, she moved away from the others, moved backed a bit from the building to get a better look at the woman as she twirls. Then the features and human appearance had made itself known. The essence, the raw power, the pure energy of Violet sprinkled out and called forth to Bella, wrapping her in a warmth that only her Mother ever could. It chilled her to the bone. Causing her to raise a brow in Randal’s direction as to what was truth and what was false. Was her Mother Violet dead and sleeping in the void? For that was impossible as the life force was so vibrant and stood before them, simply taking over another form. What game was one playing at she wondered.
Bella shot her brother a look, canting her head as she remained silent. Though the bonds of each Dahak worked wonders as she shot him a mental question. ~MOTHER?~ she had sent before her embers rake over the woman before them now.
Turning her attention in her direction she cants her head, listening carefully to what was being said. Then as though this woman were a figment of one’s imagination she was blinking in and out of their sight like a mirage not fully in focused. Though her words were almost lost to Bella as the rawness, the energy, the chaos started to swarm, the feel of it and all that be were drawing on her very essences. Turning her attention back towards the woman, her human form had shifted with the slightest of hands. Hearing her use Violet’s name, how she was granted to take over her mother’s husk. A low growl starts to form, before the very essences swirls once more. Silence fell from her lips. “So no calling you Mama, what do we call you grave robber? Husk Stealer?” she said with a smirk as she reigns herself in and stops the seduction of energy. Her mind whirling as all she can think is Damn I want to play with that.
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Randal Dahak
{Commander}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
MBN-ReVo
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... -Randal had spent the better part of the day meeting with members of the Mansion staff. Alerting them to prepare a special dinner. The occassion?... He wanted a special dinner with Bella. The other night on the beach, he could feel her hurt, not only because he has that ability, but because He also hurt. Unsure if Nathaniel will be able to make it but for much the same reason the invite was given to him as well. Randal would walk into the dining hall and seen the staff has done a magnificent job in preparing the table. Everything from Bloodwyne to ancient scotch. Fine china dishes and silver forks, spoons, knives etc. The food dishes in the back on the warmer. We have much to discuss and accomplish as a family. But all of this, would be for nothing, unless we are able to move on as a family together.
06/17/19 : 18:11:56)
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - ] | | |
Gen 3 | Tier 4
-Chaos Never tasted so sweet-
-|- Mistress of Chaos -|-
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - Bella had taken to a few days of solitude, to where she had turned into herself to console upon the lost of a Mother. A being who was far more than a human mother could ever be. Locked in the Mansion or the Emerald fields where she trained during her younger years into the family. Her door creaked and her embers turned towards that entering. Her head cants as she watched one of the servants come in and request her presence in the dining hall. That is was Randal who was requesting such. With a nod of her head she stood from the desk in which she sat behind. “Ill be down in a few moments” she said. Bella moved towards the bathroom. Taking a few to shower and change. They were in their world so dressing or even carrying the human mask was unnecessary. Yet, she held on to it for the present. Placing herself in a Long dark blood red dress. The red strappie heels to match. Then the jewels came next. A set of pearls and diamonds. Hair was done up on her head, her make smooth and flawless. She looked sharp and dangerous. Though, she were not in the mood for much sex appeal. It was though, it had vanished with the dying coals and yet she knew it was there, just not lingering near the surface.
Her embers burned as bright as an Aurora Borealis of the Northern Hemisphere, while her emotions remained in check. She was a solitude of chaos concealed behind the lock and key of her mind. Tonight, she would dine with her Family, would sit with Randal and her Half brother. Would eat and make peace with the lost of her Mother Violet. For tomorrow she might decide to start a war. It was a chaotic presence, an energy that flowed like a river whose bed would one day run dry. Today nor tomorrow were that chance. Exhaling a deep breath she flows from the room in which she had always held at the Mansion, moving along the hall and down the stairs. Making her way with her head held high into the Dining room. She felt him long before she saw him. Felt his touches of the past, present and future. Could sense his hurt and lost as it ran his veins. She could feel him, could touch and know it was not just one who had lost a moment in time. It was the rawness of losing one who was not just a monument in their family. She was one of the strongest amongst them, now she rests peacefully for all eternity. Bella entered, donning a smile to her lips that never quite made the connection to her eyes, her breath even and steady even if she didn’t need to breath. She stood a moment watching Randal, the fire crackling behind him. Her eyes studied his features, studied him before she finally spoke. “Evening Randal” she said soft as a whisper being sang through a meadow.
06/17/19 : 18:29:15)
-=///Harbinger of Death\\\=-
. . : : :N A T H A N I E L . : : . D A H A K: : : . .
Gen 3 - Tier 5
Necromancer
Director of Operations - Dahak Labs
Enforcer of the Dahak Empire
Miami By Night //\\ ReVo
You've got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
. . : : : : : : . .
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... ~Nathaniel had taken some sick days off from the Labs due to the news of his mother's death, which he spent at the Mansion or just wandering around the City of Miami. He'd currently been standing in front of his closet, trying to decide what to wear, his pure obsidian orbs seemingly dim as he remained motionless and stared at the clothing in his closet. When the knock came, he'd turned toward the door as it opened, and the invite was given. With a nod of acknowledgement, Nathaniel's eyes came back into sharp focus as he decided on a pair of black slacks and matching silk shirt, with a dark purple tie. Finding his shoes, he placed them on and made his way down the stairs toward the dining room. He rolled his neck around in tiny circles to loosen it up a bit, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly though it was unnecessary. Making his way into the dining room, he allowed a half-hearted smile to cross his features.~ "Evening, Father. Sis." ~He made his way over toward the table and pulled out a chair for Bella before taking a seat of his own.~
06/17/19 : 18:37:36)
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Commander}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
MBN-ReVo
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... He would walk around to the other side of the table, so that Bella and Nathaniel would both be in his view. He sat down and when he does, the servers bring in the dinner tonight. Chili (Asian flare) with sea bass. They would lay a plate down for each of us. Randal would smile as Bella entered first, followed by Nathaniel Bella. Good to see you. And you also son, good to see you (/i> The server pours Randal and Nathaniel some 30 years old Scotch on the rocks. The server then turns to Bella M.Lady we have Scotch, red wine, and bloodwyne, whichever you prefer It may seem odd the bloodwyne, but the do have bacchae visit from time to time, and well who doesnt like a good blood letting ever once in awhile.
Once Bella chooses her drink of choice, Randal offers a toast, lifting up his scotch Violet was the best there was in her field. Not only was she family. But she in so many ways stood on the ideals that became who we are. I will miss her. May we inspire to her level in all of our dealing.. this is to Violet Lets his glass touch against Nathaniels and Bellas glass
06/17/19 : 18:46:25)
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - ] | | |
Gen 3 | Tier 4
-Chaos Never tasted so sweet-
-|- Mistress of Chaos -|-
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... - Bella smiled looking to her Brother as she eyed him carefully. He was clean cut tonight, looked like the family was dinning with some class. “Evening, Nathaniel” she said softly, the chance of teasing him just not in the moment of feeling it. Pressing her heels to the floor she would move around the table, taking the offered seat by her brother as he held it out for her. “Thank you.” She said softly. Looking to what had been brought and served. It smelt and looked delicious, though eating was not on her mind she would indulge tonight. Hearing the choices of drinks she would think about it a moment before she would speak. “the same as my brother and Randal, Please” she said. The drink handed she listened to the toast of Randal and with it she smiled. “To Violet, My Mother” she clanked glasses, took a sip of the scotch. Pausing for a few moments. Then another sip followed. She was savoring its flavor.
06/19/19 : 18:54:47)
-=///Harbinger of Death\\\=-
. . : : :N A T H A N I E L . : : . D A H A K: : : . .
Gen 3 - Tier 5
Necromancer
Director of Operations - Dahak Labs
Enforcer of the Dahak Empire
Miami By Night //\\ ReVo
You've got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
. . : : : : : : . .
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to ALL:.... ~After Bella was seated, he nodded once in acknowledgement of her thanks, and he would make his way over to his seat and sit down. The food looked delicious, he just didn't know if he was going to be able to eat it or not. He would take his glass of Scotch in hand and take a whiff of it. Yep, this was the good stuff, reserved for special occasions. He supposed this fell under that category. After his father Randal gave the toast, he held up his glass and spoke softly.~ "To Mom." ~He just couldn't manage to get his voice any louder than that. He clanked his glass with the other two and took a sip of the Scotch, savoring the taste as it went down.~
(06/19/19 : 19:00:02)
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Commander}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
MBN-ReVo
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... -Randal would watch as both Bella and Nathaniel would toast to Violet. Violet and he share a certain history. Even though she was his Sister, they still have Nathaniel by the will of Dahak. In their bloodlines this is not a taboo thing. But Violet literally helped create the Dahaks. This as much her bloodline as Randal. So for her to head into Chaos sleep and pass away, not only does this impact us as a family, the grieving and so forth, but also it also leaves a big void there- "Violet would want us to carry on as a family. And now that we are regrouping here in Miami. I have a project for all three of us to work on. We will be stepping aside from the Dahak Labs for the time being, as they are running like clockwork. I got a new project for us"
(06/19/19 : 19:16:49)
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 4
-Chaos Never tasted so sweet-
-|- Mistress of Chaos -|-
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - Nate was as messed up by the impact of their Mother’s passing as Bella was, listening to his toast and how he eyed the food before him. Bella gave a weak smile looking up to Randal as he spoke setting the glass down in front of her. Hearing of new projects she was unsure to be happy about the news are simply be unimpressed. Due to the whole the more projects, more responsibility and blah blah blah. Oh, perhaps that was the reason for more projects, it certainly had nothing to do with her using a little bit of her chaos powers to cause oil to spew upon the beach.
Come on that was eventually going to happen. It came down to the Air pocket under the surface that lay dormant for so long finally erupted. How any could tie her to that. Well. Ok so there were some color light changes playing out. Not like the night life there was seriously not wasted or strung out. It gave them some cool effects to play on. Shifting her mind back to the conversation in hand she would listen quietly, while plotting her next little adventure of what would go where on a larger scale. Like could she possibly make it snow in Miami in the dead middle of June with temps nestled around the highs 80s to low 90s, even with the over cast it was worth a shot, right? Bella sipped a little of her drink before actually looking to the food and taking a bite of the Fish.
06/19/19 : 19:27:58)
-=///Harbinger of Death\\\=-
. . : : :N A T H A N I E L . : : . D A H A K: : : . .
Gen 3 - Tier 5
Necromancer
Director of Operations - Dahak Labs
Enforcer of the Dahak Empire
Miami By Night //\\ ReVo
You've got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
. . : : : : : : . .
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... ~Nathaniel shared a special bond with Violet, given that she had given Birth to Nathaniel, marking him as the only true-born Dahak. Of course, when he'd first been told he was a Dahak, he'd wanted nothing to do with the Family, and had gotten into multiple arguments with Randal. Man, Nathaniel had come a long way since those early years. He sipped from his Scotch, obsidian orbs taking in both Randal and Bella, his head canting to the side as Randal stated he wanted us to step aside from the Labs for the time being, and he would have a questioning look on his face.~ "And what exactly might that be?"
06/19/19 : 19:28:58)
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Commander}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
MBN-ReVo
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... -Bella is a firecracker on steroids, or maybe a hydrogen bomb on steroids. The energy that runs through her, has the potential to be down right deadly. Just like her mother however, she would need to find away to cope or work with what she has. To control it and not allow it to control her. Unsure of how much Bella understands, but if the Chaos controls her, she will become mad in her mind. So far she has done well with this but how much longer, will be determined on her focus for it. Nathaniel on the other hand has always had control. Like or not he did get that from his father. Randal then hands out a document for both Bella and Nathaniel to see- "I am opening a school, hands on experience school. Three different locations. One is for Soul Mastery. I will run that school to help teach the Dahak Daemons and Spirit wolves the nature of Soul Mastery"
{Nathaniel} - Randal turns and looks to his son. - "Nathaniel, I would like for you to run the second school of Necromancy. Death the Del Torians who would use it, the Daemon Dahaks, and Necromaids. So that they properly use it and channel it properly"
{Bella} -Turns to face Bella- "I need you to teach any Dahak Daemon, Nobel, or a new offspring Dahak is working on called Chaos Whispers. You must learn to harness and control Chaos. This will provide you with that and pas on what your mother has shown you"
-Randal looks around the room- "This is indeed a high honor. This will allow us to keep the Dahak legacy alive and strong for many moons to come"
(06/19/19 : 19:30:40)
/ - Chaos - Awakened - \
Keelie Norstrom Dahak
|Chaos Master|
Miami By Night |ReVo|
- Violet Be Her Name -
- Lady be her name -
== Beachfront Home ==
- is in a beachfront home -
: says to ALL:.... Miami, a well-known tourist attraction, and landscape with beautiful beaches. It is also well known for its humid summers and powerful summer storms. Today, just like any other day, everything seems to go about their natural order. People traveling out into the evening-time to visit bars, restaurants, and other happenings of the city. But the order is an illusion. When local gangs take target civilians who just wanting to take care of their family. When someone inside a nightclub is introduced to ecstasy, heroin, or one of a hundred other drugs. When someone in the city government has their hands in the money till. Even when a hurricane smash ashore. This is all order out of Chaos. But it is still Chaos! But the reality is, this evening – the order is completely an illusion | Death, like a blanket, cold like the kiss of frost against your soul, ravaging and yet final. The earth between the traps of grains, its fields of barley, and the crust to the mantle. Something so dark and foreboding lurks between the veils of mind’s eye but unseen | Scales cover eyes of all from wherein this force is working, leaving those, even supernatural entities to wonder what is at work. Keelie Norstrom hovers a ring, violet in cover, over the Chaos Dimensions. Dark fingertips circle around a Crystal ball which fluctuates in color |White – Available Chaos, Emerald – Potential Chaos, and violet – destruction side of Chaos | These colors within the ball, is how she is controlling the Chaos. The Violet color ring, rests above the ball. To her right on the floor, is an empty husk a Daemon husk. She is in a vacant building on the northern part of the city. Well warded against any outside influence from coming inside. Anything trying to get through will find themselves stepping into any random location on Earth. That potentially could be in Nashville, Russia, or any other spot on the planet. Nothing, not even the void or other dimensional energies can untie |Manipulation/Factor 4/stonewall| The ring beautifully crafted and mastered by the hand of Damoria herself, an entity for which she has trusted for a long time, is able to unite with the crystal ball and draw out its properties. The circulating energies of color act as a charge and once the maximum level of energy from within is reached, she calls out to the Chaos to unite with Violet’s life force within the Emerald Valley fields. “Mistress of Chaos, Lady of unknown worlds, draw forth now the essence of Violet Dahak, by MY ORDER unite with my ring” | Sliding on the Violet Ring of Damoria onto her index finger, the Crystal ball begins to shake and in that same moment in time, the entire atmosphere in Miami begins to cry out and clouds of unknow origin, white, violet, and Emerald green circle around the entire circumference of the city and random acts of Chaos spill out including a blood stains all over the city streets, on cars, on rooftops and on The Dahak Mansion Lawn. The Blood stains all spell out words and all of the words are the same. They all spell “Violet Be Her Name”. Not only does it spell out Violet be her name, loud haunting sounds like that of a woman wailing saying over and over again “Violet be her name – Violet be her name – Violet be her name”. This would press on for several minutes. Then as quickly as the chaos begins, its done. The clouds disappear as does the blood stains and the noise that followed. | While all of this was unfolding, the power of the crystal and the command for Violets Life force was bonded to the ring. Sliding the ring off of her finger and up into the air, it would shine. Extending her tongue upwards and bringing her hand towards her mouth, she slides the ring into her mouth and she swallows it. The ring slides down her throat and into her belly. This would cause her belly to burn with pain like she has never felt before. Her knees slam into the ground as the indwelling force begins to tear her body apart. Her chest rips open as Daemon talons shred apart this body she is wearing. The body, that was Keelie Norstom flops around on the ground like a fish out of water. Every remaining part of her life force spills out into the floor. The Daemon within now ripping through. Before this began that husk had been on the floor, once the power of ring took hold, that husk vanished from the floor and opened up within Keelie’s body. | The Daemon form of Keelie now completed. She lets out a loud piercing shrill. One that could be heard by Every Dahak in this city | Not just Daemons, but also Spirit Wolves, and Necromaids | Looking up to the ceiling, she jumps, letting her natural strength rip through threw the ceiling and rooftop – she lands on top. Twirling once around in the air, when she lands this time she is back to human form. Keelie Norstrom’s form. An evil twist to her lips, harmonious words sprinkle into the air her words| “Violet be thy name”
06/19/19 : 20:14:26)
-=///Harbinger of Death\\\=-
. . : : :N A T H A N I E L . : : . D A H A K: : : . .
Gen 3 - Tier 5
Necromancer
Director of Operations - Dahak Labs
Enforcer of the Dahak Empire
Miami By Night //\\ ReVo
You've got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start getting broken
You start questioning your faith
. . : : : : : : . .
== Dahak Mansion-Dining Hall ==
- is in the dining hall -
: says to ALL:.... Nathaniel looked over the documentation as he sipped from his Scotch, chewing on his bottom lip for a moment before setting the glass back on the table. Yes, he'd always had that control, even when he'd believed himself to be a normal, mortal Human raised by Humans, and yes, he would admit to himself he got that from his father. The fact of this did not anger him, in fact, he was secretly proud of it. He would cant his head once more before asking.~ "And where might these schools be located?" Of course, that was when all Hell broke loose, and Nathaniel felt every moment of it. He wasn't sure how, but he did. And, much like his little Sister, Nathaniel rose to his feet and went to look out through one of the windows, wondering what exactly in the hell was going on. Unlike Bella, however, Nathaniel would remain in his Human form, arms folded across his chest. And then came the shrill, one that felt like his ears were going to bleed at any moment, if they weren't already. He would turn to look at Bella and then to Randal.~ "What the Bloody Hell was that?" ~He would say in his best Simon Cowell impersonation, which would be pretty damn good considering he was a supernatural creature.~
(06/19/19 : 20:23:45)
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Commander}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
MBN-ReVo
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Beachfront Home ==
- is in a beachfront home -
: says to ALL:.... {Bella}-Bella cannot fool Randal, He knows full well at times she does not have full control over Chaos. Not even Violet had full control over it at this same point in time for her journey. Right now Bells and her emotions are getting the better of her, because this was all too much at once. He is hoping that by taking on this new challenge that she might be able to explore the bounds of what is possible- "Good question. For one you would be guardian of the Chaos. You would take your students out in the field, explore your powers together. Prepare them in away so that the Chaos does not take over their minds. But it also gives you a mission, a purpose. No doubt what Violet would have wanted for you" -He can speak on this level, as he knew her in away no one else could. Long before Nathaniel was born, Violet and He were close-
{Nathaniel}-He would turn to look to Nathaniel and answers his question- "Three Locations on the southeast side of Miami. They are be well warded and allow us to teach the students real powers without messing up the inner city in the process" -chuckles softly- "But if we dont let your Sister out to have some fun with her Chaos in the city, she might implode" -Randal then froze up completely-
-Randal closed his eyes for a moment, he could feel immense power coming from somewhere. This was before any blood or noises came into the picture. He allowed the void to take over his form, so that He could pinpoint the location. Some kind of strange Wards block him from seeing inside this building, but it takes him right up to it. He is not a Chaos user to any degree that matters, but he could feel the undercurrent of energy. Then comes to blood and the sound of wailing. He heard clearly the sound violet be her name in the wailing. When it stops, He would look to Nathaniel and Bella both- "Violet. I dont know how, I just know its her" -The void then swallows all of our forms and takes us to the front of this abandoned building. All of us looking up to the roof as this woman twirled and landed on her feet. Then her words 'Violet be her name'
{Keelie} -Randal's eyes narrows as He looks you over. You are not violet, and yet she is written all over you at the same time- "Who are you really?" -You can echo the name Violet, but your not Violet, at least not entirely-
06/19/19 : 20:43:05)
/ - Chaos - Awakened - \
Keelie Norstrom Dahak
|Chaos Master|
Miami By Night |ReVo|
- Violet Be Her Name -
- Lady be her name -
== Beachfront Home ==
- is in a beachfront home -
: says to ALL:.... Looking down from the rooftop. She had not so much as uttered her words, when stepping out of a void was Randal and Violet’s children Nathaniel and Bella. Seeing the three appear, she would let out a gleeful sigh. “Who am I? Who am I? Well let’s see” . Tapping her fingernail on her chin. ”Im your Marry fucking godmother. “ Her image would cut in and out about 100 times in a 10 second span and then it was gone, she was gone. Actually she teleported right in front of the three of you. Mystics gate, a sword she has carry for hundreds of years, silver in color and rippled edges. She wields it in her hands in case any of them get any ideas. Next she would tap the blade against the ground, unleashing a pathway from the Chaos realm to where we are standing. Chaos beings from within it, unit to her will. If she calls upon them, they will attack. The path is a white pale light then moves out to her right and continues on for what seems like an eternity. Just when she might make a move, the essence of Violet within calls out to her mind, to not harm anyone here. It would be up to them on if she makes the next move. She is here, and there isn’t anything they can do to stop her. Dahak and Damoria both allowed for her to be here and take over Violets form. “Randal, Nathaniel and Bella, I assume? Well then, Violet says hello” |Shifting in her position, she looks over Bella, who is in her Daemon husk. Finding that interesting, and that her chaos energy is quite powerful as well. Perhaps in time, the Dahaks will understand what really happened here|”Damoria and I go way back. I was granted the right to take over the host of any Dahak. But only once they kicked the bucket. Violet did that. And now I am here. Don’t worry she is fine, but don’t call me mama, unless you desire to be dancing over hot coals in hell” -Shrugs her shoulders.-
06/19/19 : 20:51:11)
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 4
-Chaos Never tasted so sweet-
-|- Mistress of Chaos -|-
== Beachfront Home ==
- is in a beachfront home -
: says to ALL:.... - Bella had listened to the words of Randal before the shit storm had rang and it gave her some thought. Then that wonderful thought had died hearing his words to her brother Nate, that she needed to be taken to the city to have some fun before she imploded. Well could you blame the dear girl she was chaos after all, and you were simply telling her to be a good little girl and mind her Ps and Qs and not to upset the adults. Yet, with Bella it was all or nothing sometimes. She knew she did not have the full control of Chaos and far less then the control her mother had on the powers, still she had not caused any more devastation then any other being in the family at one point or another.
Having been swallowed by the void she had been pulled in front of an abandoned building. Her black abyssal turned up wards towards the sky while she noted the woman and the words playing off her lips. ~Violet be thy name~ brought about a smile as she could feel her, the stirring, the calm before the storm was being unleashed and oh look. Momma’s back and your gunna get your ass whooped. Bella nearly shouted at Randal to stop, that her Mother was back and that was better than the other choice he had told her. Shifting from where she stood, she moved away from the others, moved backed a bit from the building to get a better look at the woman as she twirls. Then the features and human appearance had made itself known. The essence, the raw power, the pure energy of Violet sprinkled out and called forth to Bella, wrapping her in a warmth that only her Mother ever could. It chilled her to the bone. Causing her to raise a brow in Randal’s direction as to what was truth and what was false. Was her Mother Violet dead and sleeping in the void? For that was impossible as the life force was so vibrant and stood before them, simply taking over another form. What game was one playing at she wondered.
Bella shot her brother a look, canting her head as she remained silent. Though the bonds of each Dahak worked wonders as she shot him a mental question. ~MOTHER?~ she had sent before her embers rake over the woman before them now.
Turning her attention in her direction she cants her head, listening carefully to what was being said. Then as though this woman were a figment of one’s imagination she was blinking in and out of their sight like a mirage not fully in focused. Though her words were almost lost to Bella as the rawness, the energy, the chaos started to swarm, the feel of it and all that be were drawing on her very essences. Turning her attention back towards the woman, her human form had shifted with the slightest of hands. Hearing her use Violet’s name, how she was granted to take over her mother’s husk. A low growl starts to form, before the very essences swirls once more. Silence fell from her lips. “So no calling you Mama, what do we call you grave robber? Husk Stealer?” she said with a smirk as she reigns herself in and stops the seduction of energy. Her mind whirling as all she can think is Damn I want to play with that.
