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Ganieda of Avalon ([info]mystic_twin) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-10-17 18:06:00

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Entry tags:belladonna boudreaux, belladonna rogan, ganieda, merlin

Who: Ganieda, the parental figures, her parish priest,Merlin and Belle
What: A Very Bad Idea
Where: A church in Manhattan, Merlin and Belle's home
When: tonight
Warnings: PG-13 for violence, will edit as needed.


Ganieda felt...pleasantly sleepy. It was rather nice to be riding in the car as the night fell, and she was relaxed and felt almost happy. She wasn't sure why she was going to church at night, or why there was so much tension in the car, but it was lovely outside, and she gazed up at the purple evening sky, her eyes blinking sleepily.

She didn't remember the car stopping or getting out of the car, but soon the three of them walked into the church and the priest, in purple robes and stole, came out to greet them. Ganieda liked the priest. He seemed a kind man, and to care very deeply for his church. She could respect that, even if she did not believe the same way. She felt very agreeable tonight, even when Dave took her arm to lead her into a small chapel beside the main altar.

The priest took Ganieda's hands gently and patted them, looking concerned. "Come child. Kneel here." He had Ganieda kneel on the cold stone floor of the church. She still felt strangely acquiescent. "I am going to tie your hands," he said.

Ganieda blinked. "What?" Dave had her hands, the priest had a rope, and they tied them behind her back. She looked at her mother, who was pale and looking sickly. "Mother, what is going on?" She struggled then, in fear. "The rope is hurting me!" She felt as if she had been bound with ropes of fire.

The priest looked up at them, his face stricken. "You didn't tell her?"

Dave's voice came from behind her. "I drugged her to get her here. How would I have told her?"

Ganieda's eyes widened. They drugged me! Her mind seethed with hurt and betrayal, and she struggled more, though it hurt to do so.

Her mother was wringing her hands. "She's frightening David...I had to do something," her mother said.

Ganieda growled as she struggled but then there was more pain as the priest started to pray over her, sprinkling her with holy water. She cried out and struggled more as the priest began to pray over her, sprinkling her with holy water, touching her with his hands.

Ganieda struggled against her bonds, whimpering and crying. And suddenly, in a burst of power, she broke her bonds--though the rope was still attached to one wrist. Not that she could feel specific pain any longer--it was all lumped in with excruciating pain going through her body.

But she could also feel the magic coursing through her, stronger than ever, and though she was still on her knees, every candle in the church flared into life and all of the lights surged to full brightness.

Suddenly, the three adults were blown back, as if by a strong wind, and the pews were lifted off their foundations and flung against the side walls. The candles flared like torches, wax dripping down over the altar.

Back at the apartment, the gas stove switched on and ignited the very air.

Ganieda herself was blazing, her eyes like melted gold, her face terrible and beautiful with fury.

She was on her feet again, turning to the priest with an expression like vengeance. "You hurt me!"

And she'd liked him. She'd never before played tricks like making the candles flare up, and never treated him with anything but respect. She sniffled, everything still in chaos around her. "Why?!"

Back at the apartment, the plastic containers were melting inside the refrigerator. The post and pans in the cabinets were melting. Ganieda's room was suddenly empty, as she wished it to be barren, not one thing to indicate that she had ever lived there. Let them forget her.

The priest was speechless and wide-eyed, unable to move because Ganieda was holding him there as her pain and fury grew greater. Fires began to erupt inside the sanctuary, simply because she thought about them. She was crying and so angry and so powerful. Wind howled in the church. Her knees trembled as if in weakness, but she did not waver.

She didn't know what she was going to do. She just wanted to go home. "MERLIN!"



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[info]poisonwine
2008-10-19 12:02 am UTC (link)
Belle kissed Ganieda again and smiled. "I'll go get you those clothes. I'm sure Merlin can handle showin' you where the bathroom is."

She kissed Merlin for good measure.

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[info]mystic_twin
2008-10-19 09:01 pm UTC (link)
She looked at the two of them warmly. "Thank you."

Another little knot of leftover tension left Ganieda's shoulders.

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[info]nilrem
2008-10-19 11:07 pm UTC (link)
"Go, shower, and rest. You are safe and loved here, and no one will harm you."

The words were said lovingly to her, but there was an essence of finality to them. Anyone who came at her this night would have to go through him, and would not come out of it well.

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[info]poisonwine
2008-10-19 11:09 pm UTC (link)
Belle left, sanding thoughts of love and care to the pair left behind as she went to go get things ready for the night.

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[info]mystic_twin
2008-10-19 11:12 pm UTC (link)
Ganieda went off to shower, staying in rather a long time, washing her hair and scrubbing herself with very, very hot water, and perhaps she weeps for herself a little bit as well. They would be tears of relief as well as of grief, but the final ones that would be shed that night.

It was lovely to eat with her true family, but they sent her off to bed when she nearly fell asleep in her dessert.

And in the quiet guest room that night, Ganieda didn't dream at all.

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