When Worlds cross (P.K. X Numbers) PG-13 (IC)

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"Its true that your toying with me allowed me to figure out your movements and your reliance on speed." Alavanda replied listening to this information That Christina was giving out so freely. She really thought so little of her. She kept a straight and calm face, pushing away the insults. she hadn't time to get angry. She had to analyze and adapt, right now.

It was strange that her focus was so wholly on this effort. What kind of warrior was she?

Alavanda traced the three figures that were Christina. But weren't Christina. She was already well aware that if she attacked one she wouldn't hit her, even if she attacked all three at once. She was fast, and ramping up the speed, she couldn't keep up with her with her eyes or her body. She needed to bring Christina to her. Alavanda threw her knives drawing her sword in one swift motion and threw it at the third Christina. She was disarmed closing her eyes to focus. Just like last time. She could do it. Christina would come after... it didn't matter what direction, she could stop her. Like last time, whatever it was...

She tried to imagen how it felt, what she wanted in that moment what she wanted now. The feeling of something welling up inside of her followed the desire, the feeling of something pushing out of her body. To her eyes It fluctuated around her, like a bubble, shimmering in various colors. It shattered like Glass Alavanda found herself Lunged forward to the brake, this movement felt familier she'd done this before. Her hand scraping by a knife and latching onto a wrist, her body ducking forward and turning to the side as her other hand reached forward, grasping for another hold as she stepped back into the other person's space and heaved forward and to pull them over her shoulder and onto the ground in front of her.

Alavanda Panted. There was another step to complete this move she took a step forward instinctively but stopped as wave of dizziness hitting her. She could feel the blood draining from her face as pain throbbed through her leg with no visible wound, but worse was the pain in her insides and the raising bail coming up her throat. The iron taste of blood flooded her mouth, she coughed into her hand and looked at the speckled that covered it through a confused and blurry look. This wasn't right.... was it? Christina wasn't supposed to kill her. no.. there was no visible wound it wasn't Christina... was it that... thing? She'd passed out last time... there had still been pain but this was.. different.

The strength went out of her legs as she collapsed Clawing at her consciousness, she needed to stay awake to figure this out...

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Christina was definitely surprised by what happened next, but not as surprised as she would have been. She had watched back the training feeds of their wargame and saw a similar thing happen last time a weapon was coming at the defenseless child. The same aftereffect happened as well. It prevents her from being hurt by the attacker but then quickly took a toll on her body. One that Christina took advantage of as she quickly got out of the grip like a slippery weasel and pinned Alavandra to the ground with her hands behind her back.

Jhonni moved forward but Christina got up the human before backing up. She didn't know if Alavandra would hear or not but decided to speak anyways. "I don't know what you're doing, but you're not human. Whatever and whoever you are, you best learn your own limits though. Last time you got away with being knocked out, this time you have blood coming out of your mouth. Next time, whatever it is you're doing may just kill you. Being dead is a good way to be completely useless."

Jhonni quickly moved forward though and pulled Alavandra to him as he used the virtual room to quickly change the landscape to match that of his room. The large peaceful plains quickly formed around them. "Come on Alavandra, please be alright."

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Alavanda could just barely make out Christina's words but... they struck a cord... or at least. Not human... she didn't catch the rest of it, the words being drowned out by a roaring in her ears. She was gazing at the red flecks along her palm but she wasn't seeing it, at least not in this time. Her eyes were wide staring off.

To Alavanda the area had changed, a walled city lay in front of her, bodies strewn across the fields, her faceless companions were looking to her as she gazed down at the blood that coated her hand, but she felt no pain turning her eyes to the city walls as the armored guards appeared upon the ramparts. They had arrived just in time to curb the cascade of the attacking hosts, none of which looked fully human.

"Your kind is not welcome here." The captain shouted.
"We just saved your city!" One of her companions yellowed back hotly.
"And we thank you." the captain replied back with a serious frown. "This is a holy city, and the unholy are not allowed to Tread."
Alavanda quietly held up her bloody hand Silencing her companions. "We are well aware." She replied giving a slight nod of her head before she turned, tucking her sword into her belt.
"They treat us, as if we are not human ourselves." the youngest murmured gloomily.
"That's because." Alavanda said quietly. "We are no longer human."

Alavanda's eyes narrowed on her hand as she returned to the present, pain throbbing through her body. "Not human... you might be right about that." Alavanda rasped, blood leaking from her lips. Johnnie's body was pressed close against her as he held her tightly. Her eyes slowly moved up to Jhonni, her expression clouded and serious. another answer but it only brought more questions... if she was not human... what was she?

Alavanda was still pale in the face, and she still felt weak but she felt a swelling determination, a crazy urge to keep going. This was the most vivid memory she'd had yet. It was a foolish urge, a foolish thought but she was grasping desperately at the threads of her memory trying to fix the tapestry that was her mind. The urgency she felt, the impotence of these memories, She had to remember there was no settling down if she couldn't... There was more then just her wanting to remember who she was.. there was a deeper inner drive something that wasn't quite... her.

Christina was onto something... she felt it. it was true and now that it was spoken out loud more things made sense... That thing she did... her ability to take damage... her ability to heal faster then usual... So what else? There was something of a desperation somewhere in her mind. Was she more then just a warrior? "Everyone assumed I was human, and I assumed they were correct. but that's wrong... very wrong." Alavanda murmured. She could feel it there... a part of her that she hadn't recognized before, something deep down like it had been so far down, a part of her she had so naturally ignored and shoved down but was still quietly there trying to get her attention And now it had it.

It felt dangerous but she still couldn't remember what exactly it was... The answers so close, in her own skull but so far out of her mental reach. Her weapons... her real weapons... they might hold the answer. Those were the only things she truly craved to be in her grasp, she'd always have that feeling that she felt a part of her was missing with out them, but hadn't thought to much on it till now. She had to have them here! a gripping need or... was it greed? she must have them.

Alavanda hadn't realized it but she'd gripped onto Jhonni her grip fluctuating between a knuckle white grip and a lightly relaxed grip as she struggled with the sudden thoughts and urges flooding her body and mind. She seemed to grow paler by the minute as she struggled with these inner thoughts. This was so important... or there was something important she needed to remember.

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He was losing her. At least, that was the thought constantly going through his mind. He needed some way to bring her back to what was happening right in front of her and he did the only thing that he could think of. He leaned down and placed his lips against her own, giving her a gentle and soft kiss as he let one hand hold her hand and another hand move her head in a way to let it lay on top of his knees without interrupting the kiss. He broke the kiss finally but his lips lingered just above hers with a hair of space between of them as he then whispered to her.

"Come back to me Lily." He decided to use the old name that was given to her before. He knew that her name was Alavandra but he figured that the name Lily in a way was much more unique and hoped that it would bring a better result of bringing her back to what was happening. "Please, don't go Lily. We still have so much to do. I was gonna take you to the planet you saw in my room. The wide open plains, all the animals, the peaceful blue sky. Not to mention you still have to show Christina how strong you are." He said in a teasing but stressed tone.

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Alavanda's mind went blank, Johnni's lips pressed softly against her's drawing her mind to a complete halt from the shock. She didn't fight him as she stared up at him with a mixture of emotions still swirling around her eyes. but her mind and her body slowly began to settle at his voice. Jhonni had blood on his lips, though they were only a hair breadth away from her own as she stared up at him with wide eyes. Her mouth still bitter with the iron taste of her blood she opened it. "Jhonni..." The restlessness inside settled, but she could still feel it there, but it was quieter... for the moment. "What are...?" she breathed confused but... amazed. "How did..."

She paused feeling his breath on her face. "I'm not going anywhere..." she said finely.

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He was purring gently like a cat would when it starts getting petted by its owner when she finally responded to him. "Don't worry, you're safe. I'll make sure you stay here." He said as he pulled her close to him, holding her tightly against him. "Don't be so stupid though. If you kill yourself trying to get stronger than all the hard work will be for nothing and a complete waste of time that you could have spent enjoying life instead." He held onto her still as he spoke to her. He knew he shouldn't let something like this happen, he knew he should have just put his foot down, and let her hate him if it meant stopping something like this. Christina in the meanwhile had already left the training room, seeking something more fun to do that wouldn't result in her own teammates being hurt in some form or fashion.

Suddenly there was a hum to the entire ship as the generators were fully repairs and the ship came fully back to life. Jhonni ignored it though as he kept holding onto her, afraid that if he let go of her then she would start to die again. "You don't need to be strong for you to come with us. I'll protect you from any threat that dare comes your way."

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Alavanda listened quietly to what he said. Her eyes falling from his face to the ground as he spoke about her recklessness. He was... correct. She remained silent as he held her against him, the pain in her gut had settled but it was still a dull throbbing. She still felt... weak, heavy, drained.

She looked back up to Jhonni weakly, the humming of the ship seemed to make the air stir but her eyes focused on him as he spoke. "The weak don't have a place on a battlefield." she responded quietly. "They become burdensome. I can't do that to you." she said quietly. "But..." she said quietly. "I will try not to be so reckless..." What was this strange feeling? Jhonni's grip on her was more then just supporting her... There was something else to it. why was he so concerned with her well fair? It seemed more then just... her statues as a guest under his care.

With the Adrenalin gone, the frantic grip of revaluation she was trying to piece together her mind was becoming hazy from her drained energy and the damage and bleeding she'd done. Her body began to relax as she was sinking into a state of unconsciousness. "Jhonni..." She murmured like she was going to say more... but her body just wouldn't let her as her eyes closed and she rested heavily against him.

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He held her even as she went into unconsciousness. "The weak may have no place on the battlefield, but those in my heart have a place by my side nowhere which field I fight on." He knew she couldn't hear him but he said it anyways as he picked her up and carried her out of the training room as it quickly reset back to its resting offline state. He carried her to the medical center and got her a bed where one of the doctors would tend to her. Jhonni stayed outside the medical room, waiting by the door in case any news came across.

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It had been about ten hours before Etmere finally awoke and met up with Jhonni. He had heard from Jhonni on everything that had gone on while he himself was resting from the life energy he used up in the battle. "I see Jhonni. She wants to go into combat with us. Makes sense, the more she fights the more she can remember herself, and the stuff she had with her suggest she is a warrior. Her muscle memory is connecting the broken fragments of her memory. It's only natural to want to remember who we are. With me back in command again, it should be easy to get a combat suit for her. Should be able to help keep her stable, prevent her from going too far, and should measure anything and everything on what's going on with her to figure out what's happening. She's definitely a human of some kind but seeing as how strange it is that I found her in the first place, her other abilities aren't that weird anymore."

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Alavanda's eyes slowly opened, taking in the ceiling of the medical center. She set silently for a long time pondering over the events she could remember. How reckless of her. She should have known the effects would remain the same, or worse. If the last time knocked her out... she closed her eyes for a moment as she moved one of her hands to her stomach. her insides didn't feel quite so messed up now but inwardly she still knew she was low on energy. She continued to lay with her eyes closed for the time being, allowing herself to drift in thought even as medical workers would periodically come to check on her.

There was so much on her mind. Between questions of her past; What was that thing she could sense deep inside of herself? What was that thing she did? If she wasn't human any longer... what was she?; and her questions about the presence; What was this feeling Jhonni had made her feel when she was cradled in his arms? when he had... kissed her? What where they going to find when they arrived at the location the message was giving them? What was her role now?

She put a hand to her head feeling a small head ache form as she thought. Questions she didn't have answers to and she couldn't understand why... and for the first time she really asked herself. Why me? what had she done... or lacked doing? was it something in her past? was she perhaps... not a good person?

Finding it difficult to rest any longer Alavanda slowly pushed herself to sit up. One of the medical staff came to her air, insisting she needed to remain resting and as she laid back down they began to check her over. She was already healing, it was slow but still a surprising pace for her damaged insides... let alone for a human. with a bit of conversing back and forth two of the medical staff decided she might be alright to leave, she was out of danger... far from danger now, but she still needed much rest so one of them went off to see if they could Locate Etmere or Jhonni as Alavanda slowly set up again.

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Both Jhonni and Etmere looked to the medical staff as she came out of the medical wing of the ship. Etmere looked to Jhonni first. "Go rest Jhonni. I'll go talk to her and update her on what is going on." Jhonni nodded before leaving to go to his room to sleep some of the worries off. Etmere looked to the medical personnel and nodded to have her lead him. They went through the medical wing and eventually, Etmere was greeted with the site of her sitting up. "You really should be laying down still Alavandra, even if you're healing faster than most. It usually takes energy to heal faster, an energy that you are already quite low on."

He walked over to the side of her bed and pulled a chair over, sitting down in it. "Jhonni tells me that you have been pushing yourself lately while I have been sleeping. To the point that you almost died. I'm assuming he has already given you the riot act but in case not I am going to as well. After all, I am the Commander again, reinstated by forced circumstance. Since you're on my ship, working with my crew, and more importantly, working closely with my agents, there are rules you need to follow. Especially if you ever wish to serve in the field next to us." He said watching her, making sure she was following what he was saying. First and foremost, if you want to serve in the field with us, it doesn't matter how strong or weak you are, you will have a purpose that only you can fill or you won't be on the field at all. If you push yourself too far or try to push your limits to the point where you're hurt, it will be the last time I let you in the field." He reached over to a desk grabbing a glass of water and passing it to her. "Drink." Was all he said, in a more commanding tone than a suggestive tone.

"Now, speaking of weak or strong. Tell me exactly why you think it is your weak and that you need to get stronger in order to not be a hindrance in the field. It's obvious that you're a fighter of some kind. Your gear hints at that, your muscle memory points at it, and your instinct zones in on it. So why push yourself so hard and risk your life?" He was watching her, now waiting to see what her answers would be to his questions.