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"It’s just medicine."

Illyana looked at the small tub inquisitively, though not enough to read the name of the medicine or any of the information on the label. She was more surprise but it's existence and it's presence than she was interested in the exact details about it. "You agreed to take medicine?" She asked. She knew John wanted help to be better but she didn't think he'd have agreed to take medicine.

Yana: Hey, you.

thefiremutant replied to your post “What possession do you wish you could have retrieved from Armour?”

[PM: Is that really what you wish you had saved the most?

Yes. They were the only things that I cannot easily replace.

Yana: I bought you a Christmas present

Yana: I bought it weeks ago

Yana: Do I still give it to yo

Yana: You're not going to want anything from me

Yana: I might deliver it lat

Yana: Drop it on your pillow or someth

Yana: Nevermind...

Laura was entirely lost.  She was not particularly happy here, at the Brotherhood, though her happiness had not yet truly been a factor anywhere she'd been.  But she had yet to receive any help where the trigger scent was concerned, and even if she had, the mission she'd been given for the coming week . . . Laura did not want to massacre anyone.  Even for help with her conditioning.  She had known she might be asked to kill, but this assignment felt more like one from her days in the Facility.  Like she was being used as a mindless weapon.  And she supposed, really, she could not blame Magneto for that.  She was a weapon.  And a skilled one.  He would be foolish not to use her.  But she did not want to be used.  And she did not want to be a weapon anymore, or to kill so many people who may not deserve it, all at once.  Except those were her orders.  

So she was left with two choices; do what she was told, or leave.  And she did not want to carry out the orders.  Except she didn't think she would be permitted to leave.  So she waited until night, hoping, perhaps, that those who would be most likely to catch her leaving would be asleep.  So it was perhaps two am when she rose silently from her bed.  She took nothing with her- she didn't have much in the first place, and anything she lost, she could easily replace with the money in her bank account.  It took a few minutes to travel the halls of the Brotherhood complex, and as she did so, she wondered where she would even go.  Laura still did not know if she was permitted at Armour, considering when she was last there, she had been locked up for the safety of the other students.  It wasn't like she was any less dangerous.  They would probably see her as more dangerous, considering where she'd been.  

Sleep rarely came easy to the demon queen but since returning from Limbo with the new and 'improved' Anna, it had been happening even less. The few hours she usually got a night had diminished to none at all and even with John beside her, it had taken hours of tossing and turning before she'd finally drifted off. The times she did finally fall asleep were far from easy too. Her dreams were plagued, warped into nightmares and for once it was not her creator that she saw, it was herself. She had his eyes - the same glowing eyes that lacked any form of reflection or emotion. She had his smile - the same cruel smile that could make even the boldest of men's blood curl.

She could see the memory in her head. Her entire body have warped into her Limbo form - the Darkchylde who struck fear into the hearts of demons, who thwarted the Elder Gods in their attempts to rewalk the Earth. Anna had been stood in front of her and she had torn out a fragment of her soul, turned it into a blood stone making it look like a spherical ruby and placing it into an amulet. Illyana hated herself for what she had done, unable to bear her own reflection to the extent that she had covered up every reflective item she owned so that she did not have to look at herself. The memory made her wake and she let out a shaky sigh, rolling slightly so that she could peer over at John.

"Are you still awake?" She asked, making sure to be quiet encase he had drifted off to sleep.

Why the hell did you go and do that?!

Because I obviously just wanted to upset you.