Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140530170536/@comment-3293219-20140531173409

“W-What?”

This was all that Nepht was able to choke out, after several minutes of standing, with her mouth agape, gawking at Grandma Chloe. Her hands began to tremble as her eyes glistened and tears built up in them, the bridge of her nose began to hurt and her chest hollowed. She looked to Manja for answers, who looked as equally shocked.

“I found her, by Lake Arius… In Cheydinhal…” Manja replied, breathlessly, answering the witch’s question in monotone as she approached the young Dunmer and took hold of her shoulders.

“I… I…” Nepht found it very difficult to speak, her voice was breaking due to the fact that she was crying and she was shocked to hear that she would lose the few good things that she had gained from this, neither of them had considered this to be a possibility.

Six months… Six months of friendship, skill building, banter, arguing, confiding, love, travelling, exploring and dreams…

Gone…

“I don’t want to forge…” Nepht sniffed, cutting herself off as Manja pulled her in and embraced her, feeling the tears soak in her shoulder as Nepht’s eye lids brushed against it. The Nord let her head fall against her friend’s and sighed heavily, finding herself unable to think of a good enough response. Everything they had, everything they had built up, shared, lost was soon about to be forgotten by Nepht and Manja would be left, remembering everything, alone again…

“It’s okay Nepht… You won’t remember the camp or anything else that you did as a vampire…

You’ll have no regrets…” The Nord whispered, gently cradling the teenager from side to side, who tightened her hold on her.

“But… I don’t want to forget!” Nepht sniffed, looking back to the old woman before looking back at Manja.

“I need to know about Nish, I need to know about Petra and… I need you…”

“I’ll still be here…” Manja muttered, pulling herself away from Nepht embrace, so that she could look her in the eye.

“I can… Fill you in, y’know?”

Nepht nodded, sniffing and dragging her sleeve across her face, to wipe the snot from under her nose on it. The Dunmer blinked, several times, before looking back to her mentor, who did her best to seem calm.

“Promise me… You’ll tell me about Nish, about… Petra and what she is now!”

“I will…” Manja whispered, pulling her hands along her shoulders and down Nepht’s arms, hovering them above her elbows.

<p class="MsoNormal">They stood in silence for a few moments as Nepht began to feel the effects of the potion, something was dying inside her but she was happy to see it go.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Manja… I…” Nepht stopped to hang her head, taking in a deep breath and sniffing before looking back up to her companion.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Y-You’re… Th-The best friend I’ve ever had… You’ve taught me so much, you’ve always been there for me, you…” The Dunmer broke down again, finding herself unable to finish the speech that she had scribbled together on the back of her mind’s hand as she fumbled for words but Manja got the gist of it. She smiled warmly, seeing that Nepht’s eyes were slowly changing to their former colour and her lips had changed to.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I…” Nepht began to feel a bit faint, possibly from the potion, like that witch had said but it also could have been from the emotional distress. She stumbled back and too, in between Manja’s hands before falling forward, straightening herself out as she regained her composure. Manja held her up, by putting a hand under each arm as Nepht keeled over, bringing the Nord down with her.

<p class="MsoNormal">Luckily, Manja got a grip and managed to soften the landing, hovering her above the floor before lowering her and placing her hand under the teenager's head to bring it down to the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal">Manja’s own eyes were full of tears at this point as her friend, the closest thing she had to a niece or possibly even a daughter, lay on the ground. Her eyes were stained with tears and her breathing was heavy but for the first time in months, she was at peace…

<p class="MsoNormal">“Nepht…” The Nord closed her eyes and brought Nepht’s hand up to her face, where she gently cried into her fingers.

<p class="MsoNormal">We did it…