Closed Rings and Rage (Elsa)

The sight of her sister as a ranked Apprentice nearly pushes Anna over the edge.

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An undead citadel created before the cataclysm, Sahova is devoted to all kinds of magical research. The living may visit the island, if they are willing to obey its rules. [Lore]

Rings and Rage (Elsa)

Postby Annalisa Marin on February 20th, 2014, 7:48 am

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Anna's grey eyes narrowed into slits as Elsa screamed at her, the sorceress had heard quite enough and it was obvious this little charade wouldn't be enough to show her true horror. No, she would need to do something especially drastic to the girl, something horrific and soul crushing to her. She needed to understand what real terror was, to feel completely and utterly helpless and realize just what she was talking about. She had also gotten the name of Elsa's Master, Serverus Solomon. If the stupid girl did not get common sense beaten into her by pain then Anna intended to make it her mission to make it her mission to use every ounce of her political support to destroy him.

The Anna watched her shards sail past Elsa, who forced herself onto the ground in a desperate attempt to dodge them. A savage grin creased Anna's face as the Sorceress clenched her free hand, willing the large inner layer of res contained within the four ice shards to explode out of it behind Elsa. She willed the four sections of res to descend upon her tired sister, willing them to quickly wrap around the girl's wrist's and ankles, seep a bit into the ground to gain a hold and then transmute fully to stone restraints to keep her sister bound to the ground.

"Try to summon a Portal, and I'll will the shackles to crush your wrists and ankles." Anna promised, her tone filled with menace as she tugged at the tapestry of her being once more. Technically she had no more control over the shackles, but Elsa didn't know that.

Thus far her spells had been rather negligible in terms of Djed usage, so she still looked as though she had not even broken a sweat with her casting so far. Purple res seeped into her bound hands, transmuting the earth covering her own feet and hand to harmless air. The tall woman stood to her full height, flexing her formerly bound hand idly and rubbing her wrist as she slowly strode over towards her sister.

Her grey eyes glared down at Elsa in pure contempt, res already moving to sheath her hands once more. It killed her humanity to be having to do this to Elsa of all people, but it was obviously necessary as the girl simply didn't understand how Sahova worked. A cruel sneer crossed her face, forced on as the sorceress harnessed her rage and directed it towards her sister. It was hardly a fair thing, but at this point Anna hardly cared about fair all things considered.

"Forty days and forty nights? You really are a petching stupid little bitch, playing at games in this dangerous world you know nothing about. You have no allies, no friends, just a master that could probably use you as a test subject as well. Let me tell you something sister, you will never amount to anything more than a bottom rung apprentice. Be it forty days, or forty years, you'll never rise higher than what you are now. I'll make very certain of that, I assure you. You are weak, pathetic, and beneath the notice of the Nuit." Anna said, her expression curling into a cruel smirk.

"You have yet to experience true hardship. Scars both physical and mental that will forever grip you. Perhaps once you do, you'll have learned your lesson. Yes... how about a lesson from your older sister, Apprentice Marin?" Anna said, tapping a finger against lip for a moment.

The tall woman moved her res out from her body and allowed a hovering orb of purple res to stay positioned above the Apprentice. Anna couldn't believe what she was about to ask her sister, her mind was tearing itself apart at this idea. Unfortunately... consequences had actions, which Anna needed to teach her sister. A lesson she could not afford to forget if she truly intended to stay upon Sahova.

"Its an easy lesson really, a lesson on loss and sacrifice. You get to pick a part of your body and I'll remove it. If you refuse to choose I'll burn your mouth to a charred lump and do your master a favor by never permitting you to speak again." Anna said, crossing her arms over her chest and staring down at the girl expectantly.
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Rings and Rage (Elsa)

Postby Elsa Marin on February 20th, 2014, 11:40 pm

Elsa went to scramble to her feet, and found herself restrained. She strained against the stone shackles, but they were flush against her skin. Faced with Anna's threat, Elsa froze. The rage left her as quickly as it had come, replaced with horror. Anna was serious. Anna was actually genuinely legitimately fucking serious.

Panic, followed by tears. "Please," she begged, pressing herself flat against the ground, trying to get as far away from the growing ball of res above her. "Please, Anna, no. You don't have to do this. I'm sorry, okay?" Elsa was sobbing. "I'm sorry I hit you. I'm sorry I came here. I'm sorry I'm not as good as you. Just please please don't hurt me Anna please!"
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Rings and Rage (Elsa)

Postby Annalisa Marin on February 21st, 2014, 8:13 pm

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Anna heard her sister beg for her to stop, she felt her heart wrench in her chest and her humanity screaming for her to stop and just let her go. However the sorceress hardened her heart against familial relations and old affections, simply glaring down at the girl in contempt. She hadn't chosen so technically Anna should have followed up with her threat, but really she wasn't that horrendously cruel to her own flesh and blood. So she closed her eyes and thought long and hard regarding this situation, about how she could teach just what price magic held.

The answer calling back to her was not something Anna particularly enjoyed the prospect of, but that kind of pain would no doubt scar Elsa far worse that the simple removal of a limb. It was cruel but the girl would no doubt survive and hopefully gain just the tiniest bit of perspective of where she was and what life was like here. It was with a grim mindset and a set expression that Anna produced her dagger, striding over to Elsa's restrained form with resolve in her heart.

The tall woman would force Elsa to open her left hand and the cut into her palms deeply, no doubt creating crimson streams from the injury. The tall sorceress would be deaf to her pleas or curses or apologies, simply moving around to her other side a slicing into her right palm. Her expression was stony and carried no sympathy, remorse, or pity which all most certainly were tearing her up from the inside.

"You should have just had me cut off a finger, pity that you did not because I've decided I'm going to make you suffer worse than you can possibly imagine. You think your little Voiding initiation was trying? You know nothing about trials, nothing about pain, nothing about the endless nights of nightmares magic will give you. You want to be like me so badly? Let me give you the smallest taste of what my life is like, Apprentice Marin." Anna sneered, moving to loom over the trapped woman.

The Sorceress willed her large ball of gathered res to phase change above Elsa, a cloud of purple gas obscuring the sky itself from view. Anna took a deep breath and steeled her mind for the euphoria that was sure to arise from this. The difference here was that she was much more powerful than when she had initiated Tsaba, and that her target was unwilling. Anna knew exactly how violating this would be, no doubt it would brand itself in the girl's mind as how very painful magic could be.

The cloud of gas would move downwards slowly and menacingly, drifting closer and closer to Anna's whim. It would simply stay there for half a chime, the sorceress opting to let the anticipation build in the girl's mind for however she thought she could prepare for this. Anna knew from experience that no matter how ready she thought she was, it would never be ready enough.

Suddenly Anna willed the gas to drift apart and slowly forced it into Elsa's body, invading every singly orifice, the cuts on her hand and even bleeding the substance into her pores. It was inside her eyes, her mouth, lungs, even her blood at this point. The feeling would be intimate beyond all possible imagination as the sorceress invaded and violated not only her body but her spirit. It was changing her on a fundamental level, altering her Djed to the feeling of res.

For her part Anna felt almost god-like at the level of control she now possessed over her sister, knowing full well that a mere whim from her could set Elsa's blood ablaze. The urge whispered in her mind bidding her to utterly destroy her, to tear her apart. The Sorceress resisted and continued the forced initiation, forcing the gaseous substance to fill Elsa's body completely and totally.
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Rings and Rage (Elsa)

Postby Elsa Marin on February 21st, 2014, 10:09 pm

Elsa's begging devolved into wordless gibbering when Anna drew her knife. She struggled, but in vain, as Anna forced open her hand and shrieked when the knife came down. It was the worst pain Elsa had ever experienced. Deep in the throes of shock and panic, Elsa was certain Anna had just cut off her fingers. She had never imagined anything could hurt so much. So, when Anna moved to her other hand, Elsa could only struggle harder. "No. Anna, Anna, please please no NO NO!"

After the second cut, Elsa could only lie there and whimper while she bled. She had discovered a place beyond pain. A void of shock and tears where she could float above herself, choking on what little could vomit. Annalisa had stepped away. Had she left her here to bleed to death?

It was a long time before Elsa came to her senses enough to open her eyes. Long enough that all she could see was the purple mist descending to redefine her notion of pain. It was in her eyes, it was in her nose, it was in her mouth, her ears, her skin, fingernails, toenails, muscles veins nerves bonesthroatlungs

It was the opposite of Voiding. It was rape of the highest order and deepest violation. Every muscle in Elsa's body tensed and strained to push out the invader. She fought and clawed to find the emptiness again, begging all the gods to get it out. Tendrils of purple mist crawled through Elsa's eyeballs and into her skull until her thoughts were painted purple, fading to green.
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