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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1100596" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>STRIKEFORCE: MORITURI</p><p>SEGMENT 004</p><p>“Christina of the Mace” </p><p></p><p>Christina Van Culterdoss sat within her room very quietly. Wearing nothing but two rings and a necklace she meditated. A small blackcat stared at her from the mantle. It was curled up and flicked it’s thin tail irregularly. Her armor gleamed near the fireplace and her heavy mace outright shined. The light given off seemed to pulse irregularly. Behind her, the shadows shifted and were lighter. It was as if something or someone was there but could not be seen with normal vision. Christina just sat there and meditated.</p><p></p><p>“Meow!” called the cat as she sat up then began to stretch. The very hairs stood up then relaxed as the cat relaxed. “Meeeow!” it called again.</p><p></p><p>“Yes Momma. I know” smiled Christina with her concentration still strong. Christina had auburn hair that had slight waves in it. She reached up and stretched herself. She stopped in mid stretch. “Yes Mom…I will.” She said before opening her green sparkling eyes. She stood up stretching further. It was slow and sensual. “Mother! It’s not like I’m with a man. I was merely stretching.” She turned and walked towards the cat. She ran her fingers over the heavy mace while looking to the shadows. “I know my purpose. I will not fail. Please…let me be.”</p><p></p><p>The cat licked at its whiskers then at it’s raised paw. “Meow” it seemed to say something to her.</p><p></p><p>“No Momma. I am uncertain what the Goddess has in mind. She spoke of forming a team…a Strikeforce I heard it referred to. It will be led by a soldier from a reality that has forgotten magic.” She pauses for a moment and nods her head softly. “Yes, a strange choice. I agree but I must trust her completely. Yes Mother, I know you do. You always trust her with all your heart.”</p><p></p><p>The cat turns it’s back to her and lies down again. One would think it is trying to ignore this talking human.</p><p></p><p>“Don’t be like that Momma. You know I hate it when you do that.” Christina goes to the cat and pats it once. Then goes to her table. On the table is a bag with many things hidden within. She opens it and imagines a piece of fruit found only in the Spice Islands of Caldonia. She sits and peels off the soft skin.</p><p>“How does it feel Mom? I mean…I died…yet here I am. Shouldn’t I be…different or something? I thought it would be so. Is it for you? Uh-huh. Oh. Yeah, I understand that. I should consider myself lucky. You’re right.”</p><p></p><p>Lost in her thoughts, Christina of the Mace sits back holds the fruit to her mouth but only smells it’s sweetness. Her thoughts and senses are reverting to her last mortal day…. Just yesterday.</p><p></p><p>She was battling a demon from a reality where they took over Faerun after killing Elminister and the Seven Sisters. The demon was immensely powerful and highly skilled with swords. It wielded the very swords once held by a well-known drow whom captured Mithril Hall for his Queen before dying at the hands of a woman raised by a dwarf. She held her own against him but then discovered he was merely playing with her. It summoned a warrior to it to attack her. This warrior attacked her from behind. Then 100’s, perhaps thousands of lesser demons swooped in and attacked her. Ravaged and overpowered, she died.</p><p></p><p>She and her equipment were teleported away from the creatures before they could defile the warm corpse. The Avatar addressed her once more. Fight again or rest eternally. She decided to fight. She knew she could the demon lord if she ever faced him again.</p><p></p><p>She shook with a start when she realized she was day dreaming. “Yes Mother. This time we will win.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 1100596, member: 9255"] STRIKEFORCE: MORITURI SEGMENT 004 “Christina of the Mace” Christina Van Culterdoss sat within her room very quietly. Wearing nothing but two rings and a necklace she meditated. A small blackcat stared at her from the mantle. It was curled up and flicked it’s thin tail irregularly. Her armor gleamed near the fireplace and her heavy mace outright shined. The light given off seemed to pulse irregularly. Behind her, the shadows shifted and were lighter. It was as if something or someone was there but could not be seen with normal vision. Christina just sat there and meditated. “Meow!” called the cat as she sat up then began to stretch. The very hairs stood up then relaxed as the cat relaxed. “Meeeow!” it called again. “Yes Momma. I know” smiled Christina with her concentration still strong. Christina had auburn hair that had slight waves in it. She reached up and stretched herself. She stopped in mid stretch. “Yes Mom…I will.” She said before opening her green sparkling eyes. She stood up stretching further. It was slow and sensual. “Mother! It’s not like I’m with a man. I was merely stretching.” She turned and walked towards the cat. She ran her fingers over the heavy mace while looking to the shadows. “I know my purpose. I will not fail. Please…let me be.” The cat licked at its whiskers then at it’s raised paw. “Meow” it seemed to say something to her. “No Momma. I am uncertain what the Goddess has in mind. She spoke of forming a team…a Strikeforce I heard it referred to. It will be led by a soldier from a reality that has forgotten magic.” She pauses for a moment and nods her head softly. “Yes, a strange choice. I agree but I must trust her completely. Yes Mother, I know you do. You always trust her with all your heart.” The cat turns it’s back to her and lies down again. One would think it is trying to ignore this talking human. “Don’t be like that Momma. You know I hate it when you do that.” Christina goes to the cat and pats it once. Then goes to her table. On the table is a bag with many things hidden within. She opens it and imagines a piece of fruit found only in the Spice Islands of Caldonia. She sits and peels off the soft skin. “How does it feel Mom? I mean…I died…yet here I am. Shouldn’t I be…different or something? I thought it would be so. Is it for you? Uh-huh. Oh. Yeah, I understand that. I should consider myself lucky. You’re right.” Lost in her thoughts, Christina of the Mace sits back holds the fruit to her mouth but only smells it’s sweetness. Her thoughts and senses are reverting to her last mortal day…. Just yesterday. She was battling a demon from a reality where they took over Faerun after killing Elminister and the Seven Sisters. The demon was immensely powerful and highly skilled with swords. It wielded the very swords once held by a well-known drow whom captured Mithril Hall for his Queen before dying at the hands of a woman raised by a dwarf. She held her own against him but then discovered he was merely playing with her. It summoned a warrior to it to attack her. This warrior attacked her from behind. Then 100’s, perhaps thousands of lesser demons swooped in and attacked her. Ravaged and overpowered, she died. She and her equipment were teleported away from the creatures before they could defile the warm corpse. The Avatar addressed her once more. Fight again or rest eternally. She decided to fight. She knew she could the demon lord if she ever faced him again. She shook with a start when she realized she was day dreaming. “Yes Mother. This time we will win.” [/QUOTE]
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