11-30-2018, 05:23 AM
Morgan's steps were sluggish at first. Delilah's aura drew him to the mausoleum as if she were still alive, but he simply chalked it up to the high amount of energy he sensed in the area in general ever since October. However, upon noticing the presences of other Tanglers he became much more curious, and after that, the loud pulses of earth trembling made him even more so.
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Once he arrived, the General had already missed the majority of the conversation that had taken place. He was glad the Tanglers who were around were at least seasoned enough to know Delilah in the first place, but he was sad to notice his boyfriend leaving before he could get to him. He simply whispered,
Stepping closer to the strangely emotive Medic, the samoyed attempted to ask if she was really herself, but could only muster one contextless word:
But there was something wrong. Morgan could not quite figure out what it was, but the Delilah before him felt off in a way only his sixth sense could understand. The dog himself was not sure what it was that he was feeling, but it was... unsettling. It was as if she was meant to be either alive or dead, yet both states were somehow being observed at the same time. In any case, of course, Morgan was relieved to see his beloved younger sister of sorts walking around once again.
After enough time passed, the canine finally gathered himself enough to speak.
[member=1277]DELILAH.[/member]
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Once he arrived, the General had already missed the majority of the conversation that had taken place. He was glad the Tanglers who were around were at least seasoned enough to know Delilah in the first place, but he was sad to notice his boyfriend leaving before he could get to him. He simply whispered,
"Vee,"
turning his head toward the Captain as he finally came to a stop. Stepping closer to the strangely emotive Medic, the samoyed attempted to ask if she was really herself, but could only muster one contextless word:
"Is...?"
He was not at all sure how to feel. He felt like it was too good to be true, yet someone who appeared to be the genuine Delilah with her apparently genuine aura was walking, talking, and leaping onto Arrow right in front of him.But there was something wrong. Morgan could not quite figure out what it was, but the Delilah before him felt off in a way only his sixth sense could understand. The dog himself was not sure what it was that he was feeling, but it was... unsettling. It was as if she was meant to be either alive or dead, yet both states were somehow being observed at the same time. In any case, of course, Morgan was relieved to see his beloved younger sister of sorts walking around once again.
After enough time passed, the canine finally gathered himself enough to speak.
"That's... that's not really you... It's not, is it, Delilah?"
His ears twitched in his confusion, and he wondered what she could have meant when she mentioned some 'Lilith' only coming out when told to. Morgan saw no other entities nearby, so he simply could not conclude anything on his own. "Are, are you alright now...? And what's a 'Lilith'?"
His sentences, while not shaky, were broken as his disbelief continued. He looked back and forth between the other Tanglers as if to make sure they saw her just as he could, then stared back at Delilah.[member=1277]DELILAH.[/member]