#xeeta

Xeeta’s finger’s drummed against the plush cushion on the arm of her chair, pink eyes held on the two floating soul shards before her while her other hand was being tended to by a rather scantily clad trolless. Holding up a small brush dipped with pink paint, the red braided troll woman hummed in thought as she looked down at Xeeta. “Dey still not talkin’?”

“No.” The goblin snapped in reply, cheeks puffing up as she glared harder at the shard. “Duroxas’ soul had to go somewhere so there’s no doubt that he was in that mutt’s body… If he’s still there I’m not sure. Duro hated worgen so I don’t think he’d want to stick around in it for very long.. but that would also mean he would need to have someone pull him out. I don’t know of any other warlocks the man knew, plus his pride is impressive, might just stick it out.” Tap, tap, tap. “Neither of these men will talk.. I need ideas, Riz, gimme ideas.”

“Have joo tried markin’ de shards?” The troll hummed as she finished the last finger with a practiced flourish of her hand.

Xeeta sighed, “I don’t want to chance damaging the memory. My last batch of souls seemed to have pretty bad short term memory after I was done and I don’t to risk it bein’ more than that. I can’t risk thir chards cracking either… Hrm..”

“So don’ crack de shards.. crack de bodies.” A sharp toothed grin spread across both women’s faces, Xeeta motioned for Riz to continue. “Put de souls back inta bodies and torture dem dat way. If de body begins ta die, den move dem inta a new one.”

“I can’t waste stock like that.” The goblin hummed, “But I like yer direction.. What if.. What if I put them in Duro’s body? Then it isn’t just them I’m hurtin’. People will take a beatin’ ta keep a friend safe.. but what if it’s their friend that’s takin’ tha beatin’? They just feel all the pain that goes with it.” A shrill giggle shook her body. “I love it. We’re geniuses, Riz.”

“I know.” The troll winked, joining in on the giggles. “Iggy been wantin’ ta know what she should do now.. she’s rada keen on gittin’ in yer good graces… She could be of use.”

Letting out a heavy sigh, Xeeta began to blow on her wet nails, “She has been pretty helpful.. Hrm.. Maybe I’ll give her a treat and let her did up some information… I’ve been meaning to take a few days for myself anyway, get a few errands done, this and that. Ya know? Might be a good way to test her to see if she’s ready for my A-Class and get outta tha B-Class.”

“I tink dat sounds fair.. Doh.. ya sure ya wanna leave ‘er alone?” Riz moved to the other side of the chair to begin filing and buffering the other set of nails.