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Post by Cella on May 28, 2006 16:20:40 GMT -5
Cella likewise watched Mikia as she told her story of her becoming what it is that stood before the young nurse now. Her eyes never flicked or responded in any way that would suggest disbelief or otherwise surprise. The young nurse had learned, a long time ago, to take things as they had been presented to her and to not discredit anything that she had no reason to discredit, no matter how amazing they may have seemed. Her parents, though may have been over protective at times, had done right in teaching the girl that nothing was impossible, and that was perhaps the one thing that Cella hung on to in this strange land she lived, as it was a fact that nothing, was quite as it seemed, as things definitely did not always follow any certain path, rather a jagged path of winding and twisted turned that often came back to the beginning and mode one start all over again.
“Part Lycan and part Vampire…” She mused out loud, her voice thoughtful. “How interesting. I will need to think about that one for some time. It is said that the instant a vampire is bitten by a Lycan, their veins more or less explode from the two viruses combating one another, it goes both ways, of course, the Lycan would die as well, the moment the vampires blood entered it system, it’s been known that both Lycans and vampires sometimes combat one another just for the chance to destroy their selves… honestly, I’ve seen it under the microscope, quite brutal really…” She smirked. “Excuse me, I tend to become scientific at times, job hazard you see.” She continued. “You survived though, and that was something of a medical miracle in and of itself. Might I ask… do you perhaps know if there was a deity at play here, perhaps one that wouldn’t wish for you to perish?” She then asked, wanting to get the religious point either out of the way, or involved, one or the other.
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Post by Mikïa on May 28, 2006 17:29:01 GMT -5
The immortal thought it to be rather interesting that the only reaction that the young nurse seemed to have was that of scientific bable, and she laughed midly. "That is quite alright." She replied as she smiled. "It is of some amusement for me to see the various reactions to my nature. So your scientific outburst is of interest to me."
Mikïa paused a moment, looking towards the ground in reflection to the last question asked by the young woman. It took several seconds before a reply finally came forth. She rose her head again to look upon Cella once more and in a slow and thoughtfull manner she stated, "I have felt a presence near me and around me for the longest time. The smell of fire lilies always present. Though it has never been confirmed, it has been my assumption for the past several thousand years that yes, a deity was behind it. For what purpose? I am not sure and do not believe that I will ever know. Then again, it would of been up to me to ask the chaos entity herself when I had the chance."
Mikïa was right to assume that she would never know. The chaos entity never told any of her disciples that they were hand picked by her from even before their birth. So it was beyond her knowledge that her journey through life was protected in one way or another since before she even existed.
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Post by Cella on May 28, 2006 18:54:48 GMT -5
Once again, Cella listened with an open mind. Certainly, her job as a Nurse had reasons for her to be quite scientific, but as stated before, she was well open minded about everything presented to her and the fact that a deity might have had something to do with the living impossibility that stood before her now, was, in Cella’s mind, perhaps the only explanation for the creatures survival.
“Then we certainly can not rule out the possibility of divine intervention in your case.” She started, her mind turning, thinking, and working as it always did, continuously on matters all around her. “So, you were alive during the time when the Chaos entity walked the earth, that must have been amazing…” She spoke her wondrous thoughts out loud. Cella was now very intrigued with Mikia, the very thought of meeting a deity, any one of them was so overwhelming and she had often dreamed herself, of one day meeting one of them face to face, to hear the words that would come to her, like in her dreams, voices speaking to her telling her, reassuring her that things would come to pass and she would one day know who she was, and find her true purpose in this world.
“Tell me, if you would, I mean, you don’t have to... well, of course you don’t have to... but, what was it like? I mean… being there in a world where chaos walked the earth… was it really in the form of a woman like the stories say?” She asked and then chuckled slightly. “I am sorry, I am being pushy and getting far off track.” She scolded herself and apologized all in one breath for her curious mind. “You are then an immortal, are you not?” She then asked, a hint of excitement coming into the child’s voice this time.
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Post by Mikïa on May 28, 2006 22:44:13 GMT -5
Mikïa laughed gleefully and shook her head in reaction to Cella's fidgety reply. "Yes, I am immortal. I am as such, I do believe, since I am one of my Lady's disciples. To me there was and is nothing more natural than to be in her presence, and that since before I ever set eyes on her." She looked upon the girl with all honesty and shook her head slightly as she spoke.
"As for telling you what it was like. Do you really believe there would be words for it?" she had continued while bearing an inquisitive tone. "If you open your mind to me, I can show you how it was and is."
Mikïa had not even tried to enter the girl's mind and would not either without her expressed permission. Somehow, she knew that even if she tried, she'd have dificulties doing so. There was a great power that eminated from this nurse, and she did not seem to grasp what all she may be capable of.
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