"Don't get me wrong, I ain't doin' anything to needle nose that'd get me in trouble with my boss. But whatever he starts he's startin' with me, and I WILL finish it if he wants to take it there."
She cringes at the barb, still reeling from how fast the friendly conversation jumped to tension.
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The Queen chased after Reul, as the creature sped through the castle and in to the throne room. Their whole demeanor had changed, and the energy coming from them was almost suffocating. Even so, the Queen couldn’t leave now - something told her she needed to keep close...
In the meantime, Sheyon, Aine, and the Doctor were at the entrance of the throne room. They weren’t sure what exactly to expect out of this confrontation, however were startled to find upon crossing the threshold, one member was stuck on the other side.
Try as she might, Aine couldn’t take another step forward, as Reul’s oppressive energy literally kept her at bay. The grey woman looked at Shey desperately, before nodding with understanding.
“Reul refuses to accept what happened to me,” she muttered. “Until they can, I...they won’t let me through. It’s up to the two of you, now.”
“Up to us how? What are we supposed to do, you were the one who--”
“Shey...” Aine’s voice was firm, even as her hands trembled. “You know how...Reul...they need to accept that I’m...dead.”
The air was thick between them, as the concept they’d both been avoiding for these past few weeks came to light. That Aine, like the other queens who’d been dragged back to the living world, would need to leave, as well.
In that moment, they embraced, as though it might break the sense of dread that fell over them. Their lips met and they clung to one another, perhaps wondering if they did, they might be able to keep everything from falling apart. But as they finally parted, it became obvious what would come next.
“I’ll be cheering for you. Do what you do best, Shey.”
Shey bolted in to the throne room, then, surpassing the Doctor before realizing what stood before them. Reul, having expanded their corporeal body to fill the large space, blocked the Queen from sight, threatening the pair with the sheer weight of their energy alone.
“LEAVE US!” cried the Creator, their voice not simply echoing through the castle, but invading Shey’s very mind, as well.
“Go get the Queen!” Shey shouted back, though she didn’t turn from Reul. Rather, she crouched in to a fighting stance, preparing for the worst that was to come. “Her, and anyone else in the castle, get them outta here!”
“Good luck, then!” And with that, the Doctor darted towards the side, as Shey took center stage.
“Why don’t ya make me, ya fuckin’ blue creep?!”
Willow dropped her axe and tossed the freshly-split wood onto her growing pile, still muttering angrily to herself all the while. She turned to search for another log to take her frustrations out on, and in doing so, finally caught sight of the familiar face standing at the edge of her yard.
She staggered; the log nearly hit her foot when she dropped it.Â
“Shey...”
Willow straightened, but otherwise made no move, instead opting to stare with a blank, slightly-pained look. She wasn’t sure if she felt relieved or angry or embarrassed--certainly she was uncertain and afraid though--and it didn’t help that all she could manage was a breathless, toneless, “Hi.”
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"Ah, uh...hey Willie. Didn't think I'd find you awake this early."
“Sh-Shey? H...holy shit...”
Willow just blinked at her for a long moment, eyes wide with surprise. A thrilled grin flitted across her face, but quickly began to fade. Something was obviously wrong; the expression on Shey’s face somehow more of an indicator than the changes in her appearance.Â
Willow stood and walked closer, her arms crossed over her stomach in a nervous position. It’d been so long since they’d last spoken, which Willow knew was largely her own fault. She’d heard rumors of something happening to Sheyon as well, and hadn’t checked in afterwards, the guilt of which was settling in.Â
“Wow, I-I... I-it’s...it’s been a while, h-huh?” God. No. “A-are you okay? I-is everythin’ o-okay?” She blurted. “I-it’s just... I-I ain’t heard from you i-in a while a-a-and.. Fuck, Shey, I-I’m so sorry. I...I-I’ve missed a lot, h-haven’t I?”
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