#dazenah

R.I.P. Dazenah D’Alessio

Neeko’s Rant

After finishing helping Zenah take a female human sized plate chest piece, and wrapping it with it with cloth to make a makeshift punching bag Neeko begins to punch wildly at it. In the midst of her wild punches she was ranting. She had just read Bruce’s journal and was angry, upset, confused, and all sorts of other unhappy emotions. She needed to just get it out.

“Why didn’t he ask for help, he knew we would help him fight off Mordremoth, but no he had to go bloody well get himself killed on purpose. Stupid Bookah, why didn’t he ask for help. We helped him with the bounty hunter and he said he would help us in that journal. Why did he do something so stupid?”

Zenah was nearby eating whatever food she could find and adjusting the punching bag as needed. She sat quietly listening to Neeko rant, knowing very well what the Asura needed to do.

Even with all the cloth on the chest piece, Neeko’s knuckles were getting a bit sore, but she didn’t care. “Why did he do it? He was stronger than he thought. I can’t believe he would  do that. He left Shephard, he left the team.. After all that help we gave him, he let us down. I know what it is like to have something in your head telling you to do something.”

Neeko took a deep breath before continuing her rant and punching, “But he could have fought it. I couldn’t do a thing to help him. I couldn’t save him.. He didn’t have to do something so stupid though. Why would he let some random stranger take over his body.”

“That is beyond idiocy! What would have happened if the person that took over was evil. It could have been a disaster. The evil person could have got people to hate Sylvari more than they already do. Bruce I hate you right now, you are so stupid. But I miss you… I don’t want some random dude in your body. If you were gonna die, you should have let your body die too. How can I accept a person in your body.”

Neeko’s punches began to slow, her knuckles a bit raw,  “He may look like you, but he will never be you. I want you back.. I don’t want to fail… I almost lost my best friend, I pushed my brother away so much, I didn’t need to lose you. I.. I..”

The pinked haired Asura’s punches stopped as she fell to her knees, and tears flowed down. “Bruce, if you can hear me, I know you weren’t weak. You could have fought off Mordremoth. I wish you were still here. I could have helped you fight off the influence. I might not have known necromancy, but you could have got better. I know I’m not a very good mesmer, but I will get better.”

She closes her eyes for a moment, before getting up and walking outside she stood at the edge of the cliff area and looked at the vines, and yelled, “I swear, by the eternal alchemy, Mordremoth, you bloody piece of shit will die. You will pay for all the pain and anguish you have caused.”

With that said Neeko went back inside. She knew now, she couldn’t let Bruce doing something stupid hold her back any more. The pink haired Asura sat down on her bed roll. Her heart and mind had not been in the fight with Mordremoth. She had been too upset about losing Bruce. She hadn’t wanted to be there.

Neeko took a deep breath, letting it out slowly looking at the rest of her teammates. She quietly thought to herself, she couldn’t lose anyone else. They were off to fight a dragon, a creature so fierce it turned sylvari against comrades, allies, friends, brothers, and sisters. She finally realized she couldn’t be all mopey, like she had been.

A realization, like a boulder hitting her in the head, finally made her realize the stakes, they faced. She mourned his death for too long, already. With her so unfocused her teammates, friends, and own brother could have been seriously wounded or died. With new resolve and vigor in her eyes she turned to Alert.  “Alert Defensive Operation ST-047”

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