Monique
Terra: To…tell you the truth…this story that I’m about to share spans back eons ago. To when Eiridelium was not inhabited by any mortal being but by the gods themselves.
Monique resettled in her seat, ready as ever to hear another tale. A fairy came in, pouring tea from a green ceramic pot into two green ceramic cups. A small basket of biscuits, cookies, and chips was placed nearby. The lights in the room began spinning around, as if setting yet another setting for the story.
Monique: Well, I’m ready to hear it.
Terra: It’s…It’s a doozy…
In a time before man or mortals had ever stepped foot onto Eiridelium, there lived the gods and goddesses. They would create the streams that they saw fit that stemmed from the untouched oceans. They would make mountains rise and cause the patterns in the skies. They made the world work, and they made a balance just right. They came in all varying shapes and sizes and these gods had ensured that the planet would maintain life, longevity, and peace. Yet, there was an usurpation, a sort of juxtaposition you see…No one really ruled over a specific land. It was unheard of. No hierarchies, no social systems, just gods roaming around. Yet, for some this was not adequate. For some, they wished to have more, and more is what they were lusting after. You see, some gods felt the need to rule over more than what they were given and thus a war broke out to see who would claim dominance of the world. From this: demons, devils, fairies, elves, giants, and other magical folk arose to set boundaries. And it wasn’t until the fateful day of when a celestial fell out of the heavens above that the fighting had stopped. And when the war had ended, tribes would arise. One of these tribes that came to be was the Nakai clan who served the Sanctua, God of Virtue and Justice and Veritiline God of Justice and Truth. And although they had recognized the other gods, they had only followed the two and respected Ludciana the Goddess of Judgement, the sister of Veritiline. They would work together with many other clans, ensuring that peace would remain between the differing factions.
Yet, this would come at the cost of making enemies. The Evergreen clans once followed the beliefs of the Ludciana but soon would turn against her as their greed for power arose. Their priestess who had spent her entire life following the goddess felt betrayed when she couldn’t save her loved one; she made a deal with the ruler of demons to obtain power. And thus, succumbed to the darkness and turned into a demon who would terrorize the lands. The Nakai Clan was only able to seal her off. However, prophecies foretold a time where the greatest sorceress would come to life, sacrificing herself to break the seal. And thus, the Nakai clan took upon themselves to eliminate the world of the Evergreen clan.
And at the last line, Terra’s smile grew faint. Monique had silently connected the dots. Evergreen, that was Terra’s last name. The name that bound her to a legacy of treachery.
Terra: Eighty years ago.
She stared at Monique; darkness hidden behind her forest-green eyes.
Terra: A prophecy was foretold that the greatest sorceress would be born of a twin. Her powers would grow to be at its most valued when she had turned 12. She would be the oldest of the two and my mother was just shy of two whole seconds. And that two whole seconds mattered to her quite a lot. Marianna Evergreen was indeed the brightest of them all, any kind of magic she would learn in an instant. But she had the biggest of hearts. Rather than wanting to commit harm or give rise to the foul demon, she wanted to love. She yearned for it. And my mother? Mirabel? She hated her for it. My mother made sure that Marianna would fulfill her duties and rid of the seal from beyond but that was not what Marianna wanted. Marianna had fallen in love with a soldier of the Corps. And fell hard she did. However, because Marianna wanted out of the clan, she did what no Evergreen would think to do. She ran away, erasing her name from the family tree. However, the Evergreens were filled with powerful witches, wizards and sorcerers, so when Marianna committed the sin of leaving her clan, she cursed herself. She would be killed by the very same love she had sought after. However, it wasn’t what any of us had thought and in time, a new prophecy was foretold. That another great sorceress would be born on the red moon of the year 2159. My mother sought to ensure that it would be her child. She sought to ensure that this would bring back honor and pride to the heads of the Evergreens and thus I was born that fateful year. However, so was Alexis.
Monique’s eyes widened.
Terra: They knew that Marianna had a child, they knew that she was alive, and Mirabel wanted to ensure that the child could be used. So, they attempted a kidnap, but were left confused. Alexis had little to no magic, and Marianna had long passed. I guess Marianna's love for her child outright killed her after giving birth. My mother was hysterical. She had finally won and raised me. But something was amiss, and Alexis’ father, Bear Berg, knew this.
Monique: Wait, Bear? Your uncle’s name is Bear??
Terra: Yes! No peanut galleries please!
Monique: Sorry!
Terra, clearing her throat: Anyways, Bear Berg knew something was wrong. Not only had I looked very much like his late wife, I also looked too much like his daughter. And he remembered the stories Marianna had told him about the Evergreens. So, Bear did what he thought was right. He went to the Nakai clan. You see, for months Bear had been tracking the movements of the Evergreen clan and had found that when I was to turn 12 years old, I would be sacrificed. This did not sit well with him, he hated this. It accosted him nights of slumber and it was seen evident when the head of the Nakai clan took heed of his words. So, the Nakai clan deployed its top soldiers to rid the entire Evergreen clan. Every last one of them who had gathered for their yearly meeting. And slaughtered them to the last person. And there he was, Kenneth Nakai, the child of the chief, pointing his spear at me, the last Evergreen.
As Terra finished her story, Monique looked sullen at her.
Terra: Don’t give me that. I…I had…a happy…ish…ending. I got to see my teens. And hey, I made it to eighteen. Uncle Bear was just…too caring for his kind. He didn’t like the Evergreens either but he still fell in love with one and gods, he was so happy when she left them.
She downed her tea.
Terra: God, I want a stronger drink than this. I’m sorry, I don’t do sad.
Monique: No! I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked for a story that would make you this sad.
Terra: Honestly, I didn’t think it would make me this way, I thought…I thought I was over it. But…the past is the past. There’s nothing you can do. Yennoe, Uncle Bear and Alexis used to tell me that that is neither here or there.
Monique: I think those are fine lines to keep in mind.
Monique too drank her tea. While doing so, an idea populated in her head as she was noticing Terra’s sad demeanor.
Monique: Why don’t we do something to offset the sadness. Like get out of the house kind of things.
Terra: Liiiikeee getting wasted?
Monique wasn’t too familiar with the term but vigorously nodded anyways. Terra’s smile widened devilishly. And soon, the two would prepare for a night out.
Lee
The night came as instantly as ever. And this was the night the boys were just going to hang. However, the hole was still there. He had gotten home from his mission and was told, via text, that the girls were having a night out while simultaneously being reminded of the guy’s night out. He had been drinking chamomile tea, trying to do his best to calm down from the events of the day and last night. But his methods were undesirable. Ken knocked on his door. Ken had dawned on his usual punk attire that consisted of a sleeveless black printed T shirt that normally had odd symbols on it, tattered up jeans, and black leather boots. He was also not one to pass up wearing many intricate jewelry which would always be beads around his wrists, skull necklaces and earrings from the dangly ones that would hang off of his ear lobes to the small studs and ring looking ones.
Ken: Ohhh bestie, you ready to go out?
He peered inside and found a hole in the punching bag.
Ken: You alright?
Lee: Yeah.
Ken: What happened to the bag?
Lee: Nothing.
Ken looked over at Lee. It had been a couple years now since Lee had been on Eiridelium. And within those years, the two grew especially close friends. Well, as close as Lee could get to friends. Thus, Ken took it upon himself to conclude he was close enough to call Lee out on his bullshit.
Ken: I’m not going to pry but –
Lee: Then don’t.
Ken: Alright, you ready to go?
Lee: Sure.
He threw on a white t-shirt, a black pair of jeans, a leather jacket, and a small beanie on with a chain necklace that had a holy symbol on it. He was not a holy man, not one to believe in a religious cause. But he had known something as small as this was enough to keep the demon at bay, despite the downsides. Ken looked at his clothes and raised an eyebrow. He then decided against asking anymore questions. He knew at this point prodding Lee would just lead to worse things, like Lee not even coming out at all.
Ken: You and Monique now a couple?
Lee nodded, blushing a bit. They had met Ben who was waiting outside the door, just texting away at his phone. Ben had always worn the more fem look for guys. He always dawned on the pastels and casual wear. He had a pair of sunglasses on despite the hour of the day.
Ben: We ready boys!? To celebrate a certain someone finally getting his brain together.
Lee: Haaah. Don’t push your luck, short stuff.
Ben: Silence tall person we are going to drink so much tonight.
Ken: Dude, I don’t think you should challenge that.
Ben: And why not? I’m ready to get wasted.
Ken: Alright, your funeral bruv.
The three would make their way to the Lucky Leprechaun. And while the owner was against letting Lee back in, especially after breaking the rules, being friends with the son of the chief of the Nakai clan came with some perks. The three would take their normal seating in the semi-secluded area that was far enough from the usual Friday night crowd but decently close enough to be a part of whatever events that took place. Tables were surrounded with runes that had magical enchantments on them. These would allow customers to enjoy the ambiance of the tavern without feeling as if it were too noisy that they couldn’t enjoy a conversation. Ben immediately went to fetch them some mead.
Ken: Soooo, how does it feel?
Lee’s eyebrows raised as if to question what he meant by that.
Ken: Yennoe, telling lil’ Momo how you feel.
Lee’s face looked at Ken with disgust.
Ben, with drinks: You know how jealous he gets. He’s probably upset that I’ve come up with such a cute nickname
Ken: We came up with it. It was a team effort.
Ben, teasing: Lying is very unbecoming of you, young prince
Ken: Heeeey, it’s young master to you.
Lee rolled his eyes as he took a chug of mead.
Ben: Well, if I may speak for Lee, I’m sure he’s elated. Walking higher than the nine clouds even! Ahhh, it feels like it was just yesterday that I pushed you into dancing with lil Momo on her birthday.
Ken: A birthday party I wasn’t even invited to.
Ben: Not my fault your hands are constantly tied.
Ken pouted. He then glanced over at Lee.
Ken: You’re awfully quiet.
He noticed Lee hadn’t even bothered with idle conversations. He was much too engrossed on his phone, looking up clothes. Women’s clothes in particular. Ken pondered the screen for a moment and looked over to Ben who was also looking at the screen.
Ken: You think he’s gonna get into crossdressing next.
Lee glared at Ken to which Ben at this point was giggling. Ben’s drink was half empty.
Lee: If you must know, I’m looking at outfits for lil Momo.
Ken: Oh my god.
Lee: What?
Ken: You’re simping for her, aren’t you.
Lee: What? No.
Ken: He is!
Ben: I think it's lovely! I mean she did show up in a hobo attire, someone needs to desperately help the poor lass out.
Ken: A hobo outfit??? Really??
Lee: Hey, she’s cute in hobo outfits…
He blushed as he took another sip of his mead.
Ben: I’m trying to help you not look like a simp but you’re doing that to yourself aren’t you?
Lee: I hate you both.
Ken: Yet here you are! Enjoying your time with us.
Lee: If I hadn’t come, you’re bitch asses would have found a way to drag me anyways.
As the three enjoyed their back-and-forth banter, the music in the tavern started pumping. A live band of satyrs, fauns, a lead singing siren, and some gnomes on guitars would come in to play their hearts out and a crowd of all walks of life would be drawn out to dance the night away. However, unbeknownst to the three, they would soon regret not informing the girls of their location.
Monique
Although the two had spent most of the day prepping to go out, Terra still thought something was missing. She had dawn on fishnet stockings, laced up boots, a black dress with a black leather jacket. She rolled up the sleeves and put on her favorite stainless steel bracelet that was given to her on her fifteenth birthday by her uncle. She also found the perfect smokey amethyst crystal that would conceal her identity. It had changed her entire look. Rather than looking like her usual blonde self with forest-green eyes, she transformed to a girl with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. A way to ensure that no one was to ruin their night. Monique, however, stepped out of Terra’s bathroom nervously. She hid behind the door trying to not reveal the outfit she chose.
Monique: Te- oh?
Terra: Hey! Sorry, does this look weird to you?
Monique: Kind of? But I’m assuming it’s because you don’t want to necessarily get the night ruined seeing as you’ve already told me most of the public doesn’t like you.
Terra: Exactly.
Monique smiled: Then it’s not weird at all. I only hope to bring you comfort.
Terra: As do I! Now give us a fashion show! What outfit do you have on?
Monique sheepishly moved away from the door. She wasn’t accustomed to having clothing that would actually fit her as she normally wore oversized hoodies to conceal her gender as well as whatever pants or undergarments she could find at local shelters that would offer donations to her. And because she only once had anyone teach her to stylize or even have clothes fit her, it was a rare moment for her to dress up. She dawned on a pair of black tights, cut up jean shorts, a printed t-shirt that had some strange words on them, and a flannel that looked to be sangria and pine. Terra looked her over once more and smiled victoriously. She took pride in all of her work, even if the work meant dressing up her friend.
Terra: One last thing.
She put on a black beanie over Monique’s head.
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Terra: Wallah! You look magnific! Now, let's hit it!
Monique: Hit what?
Terra: I have many, maaany things to teach you, my youngling.
Terra had suggested they go to the nearby tavern as there was live music there every Friday and Saturday night. And live music meant there’d be dancing and Monique definitely loved to dance. They took off and headed towards none other than the famous Lucky Leprechaun and just in time as the crowd had almost spilled out of the place. Before they had entered, Terra had pulled Monique to the side.
Terra: Just a few things before we get in, okay?
Monique nodded.
Terra: One, despite the population of this world being in the billions, no one has dared named their child Terra except my mom. So, please refer to me as Rea.
Monique: Got it.
Terra: Two, how sassy are you, on a like scale from 1 – 10?
Monique: Pardon? Like how good am I at calling people out on their shit?
Terra: …Precisely!
Monique: Pretty good?
Terra: Good, guys are a social pariah and won’t take no for an answer and you need to be able to out sass them because despite your fresh new relationship with Lee, Lee is kinda one of my only friends who isn’t related to my cousin and actually here and I don’t want him to feel uncomfortable especially after dating that pathetic excuse of existence.
Monique nodded vigorously once again. She had mentally noted everything Terra had said as if these were orders given to her from her commanding officer. Though, albeit, they were more like social orders than anything else. As they entered the bar, Terra had not only swiftly grabbed a couple of seats for them at the bar but also started ordering drinks after drinks. She had asked for a strange cocktail mix for the two of them.
Monique: What…is this?
Terra: Dragon Juice.
Monique looked at her with confusion.
Terra: Not made out of real dragons silly, its dragon fruit mixed with a lot of good stuff. Lots of delicious, good stuff.
Monique: I trust you.
She drank it down in one gulp, savoring whatever she could. It was indeed a delicious, sweet drink infused in her mouth. She had felt ready to have another after another. The band had begun to play their tunes and the two got up and started dancing along as if nothing else mattered in the world. As if there was no care in the world. Soon, the male beings would try their best attempts to flirt with the two of them and they would ignore all of their underwhelming efforts. But when Terra had to go missing for a while, leaving Monique alone at the bar to recollect herself by drinking more of the Dragon Juice, some elf had thought it was his time to flirt with her.
: What’s a little cutie like you doing here?
Monique, obliviously smiling: Waiting for my friend.
Though she had always thought honesty was the best way to shut down any conversation.
: Mmm, how about you and me be friends so you’re not waiting.
Monique: No thank you.
: Why not? You don’t think I’d make great company?
Monique, now putting some distance between the two of them.
Monique: Not really, you look more like the sleazy type.
: Oy, I’m offended now. You’re not supposed to be rude to a guy like me.
Monique: But I’ve already said no. And that I do not want your company. How about you try asking someone else?
: There’s no one else here that’s worth my time other than you. Come on.
Monique: No.
: Give me a good reason.
Monique: Full offense, it's because you’re ugly and think that a no is a yes when it's still a no.
Terra, who had just gotten back from wherever she was, started laughing.
Monique: Rea! You’re back! Let's go!
As Monique reached out for Terra, the elf had grabbed her hand.
Monique: Unless you wish to lose this hand, I suggest you refrain from touching me.
: Come now, I was just being polite and now you’re making me angry.
Lee ~a while ago~
Ken had noticed the two girls walking in and whistled.
Ken: Well, well, well, looks like someone made a friend outside the castle.
The three were already onto their fourth pints of mead. Lee had now taken some interest in the band that was playing, but what was more was he took interest in the girls that had walked in. Though it would soon become an overcrowded disaster that no social recluse would love to be a part of, he couldn’t help but notice her. He had known Terra for quite some time, long enough to know her style, her tastes in aesthetics and the likes. And he had known her secret, that she went around wearing amulets and crystals to conceal her true identity. He would have pointed it out to his single-minded friends, but he let it be as he truly believed everyone should have an outing despite the masks they have to wear. And besides, he owed her a favor now. Even though he would love to see Monique in different, more elegant outfits, the outfit Terra had chosen for Monique was stunning and the only thing he had ever kept his eye on in his entire time drinking with his friends. He didn’t want to intrude on their girl’s night out. He was firmly against intruding on anyone’s plans. So, he just watched her drink away with Terra and dance to her heart's content. Besides, Lee hated dancing more than anything in the world. It was on par with his hatred for his father (or at least that’s what he claims). Ken and Ben couldn’t help but notice their love-stricken friend and continued to tease him about it till they drank to their stupor. But Lee would just smile and wave it off anyways.
It wasn’t until that particular elf had taken notice of her as well that the jealousy began to boil in. And oh, did it boil into small amounts of rage. He stood up from his seat and started walking over to the two of them. Each line the elf uttered from his mouth was another punch Lee would remember to strike onto his face. And when he grabbed her, even after the amount of times she had refused the elf’s advances, it would almost cause him to be volatile. Almost.
~Present~
Monique: Unless you wish to lose this hand, I suggest you refrain from touching me.
: Come now, I was just being polite and now you’re making me angry.
Monique: When the fuck were you polite, I’m pretty sure you’re as deaf as you are fucking stupid.
Lee stopped in his tracks as Terra continued to cackle.
Monique: I don’t know if the word no has the same meaning here as it does where I come from, but no means no and if I need to teach that to you I will gladly be your instructor in that.
: Teach it to me? What’s a squirt like you going to do? Hit me?
Monique: If you insist.
Monique’s hand swiftly covered itself in metal as she balled it into a fist. Before the elf could protest, she punched him in his throat, dealing a nearly fatal blow. The anger that persisted in Lee suddenly dissipated. She wasn’t a damsel in distress, nor one who needed saving. And the tavern would take her side as they knew the elf got what he rightfully deserved. Terra would be found wheezing so hard, she was hurled over in attempts to catch her breath as the elf was kindly escorted out of the building. Ken had only arrived momentarily afterwards to see if Monique needed any backup.
Ken: Well, well, well, a new member of the Fuck Around and Find Out Club.
Monique drowsily looked at Ken while Terra was still cackling.
Monique: The what?
Ken: Never mind, if I explain it to you now, you’ll be too drunk to remember. Now what’s a couple of lovely ladies like yourselves doing over here, gonna introduce me to your new friend?
Monique: Ah! Yes! Her name’s Rea!!
Monique had innocently trotted over to Ken and asked him to bend down so she could whisper in his ear.
Monique, whispering: She’s Terra’s friend.
She then walked away and started trotting back towards Terra who was still beside herself, catching her breath from the event that happened.
Ken: Well, Rea, care to dance?
Terra: With a pretty boy like you?? Sure.
Terra took Ken’s hand and waved at Monique who was standing semi confused. Before Monique could go anywhere, Lee spun her around to get her attention.
Lee: Am I just going to catch you every time you're drunk now. And what was all that about?
Monique: You look really, really cute but I’m quite taken right now.
Lee: Yeah? Taken by who?
Monique: A very, very-hic-handsome man.
She giggled a bit, still staggering.
Monique: Though I don’t think he’d be out here trying to dance with anyone.
She looked at Lee for a brief moment, her eyes squinting.
Monique: Though you do look and smell like him though.
Lee: Yeah? Care to describe that to me?
Monique, nodding: Very, very-hic-dreamy and handsome and smells wonderfully like cinnamon and vanilla.
She swayed back and forth, trying to steady herself but also at the same time musing herself to the beats of the music. Lee couldn’t help but softly smile and blush. She was straight up more wasted than when she had a drinking competition with Ben and perhaps that had a lot to do with the fact that Terra’s tolerance was quite high.
Lee: Do you even know who you’re talking to?
Monique giggled: Is it you Lee?
Lee: Right in front of you, babe.
Monique excitedly raised her arms in victory then jumped up, wrapping her arms around his neck. He just held her.
Monique: Is this my prize for guessing right?
Lee: I hope it’s a prize you’ll like.
Monique: yaaay!!
She whispered in his ears, which made him blush even harder.
Monique: That's actually Terra by the way.
Lee: Y-you don’t say.
Monique: She looked quite sad this afternoon and I th-hic-thought this would help.
And even though she was drunk in her stupor she still had a vastly caring heart for Terra. Lee just chuckled to himself. Monique would go back to hugging Lee.
Lee: Well now she’s dancing with Ken and left you all alone.
Monique: I’m not alone!!! I have you!
She gently squeezed him. As he set her down he looked at her, staring into her eyes, saying things he would never say to anyone else or offer to any other person.
Lee: Would you care to dance with me?
She smiled and nodded. The band started playing some softer, lighter music while the fairies in the room began to set the tone. It was a nearly perfect night for the two. Though this wasn’t anything at all that he had imagined. He never once wanted to dance with anyone. He was vehemently opposed to it. But how could he deny her the things she enjoys the most? How could he not want to dance with the prettiest girl that ever graced his presence? He didn’t care for the teasing that would ensue or any of those silly things. All he cared for was the smile that would carve into his heart and the laughter that would echo. And all was right with the world.
Until. It wasn’t.
You see, in Terra’s drunken state, she has let herself go. Let herself be free and enjoy being in the moment without worrying about any repercussions. This included the oh so innocent event of Ken, still not knowing it was Terra, getting so close to her that his necklace would end up accidentally getting caught on hers and pulled it right off as he tried to spin her. The music had stopped as soon as someone yelled “EVERGREEN IS PRESENT.” This would cause a fantastic scene to share a first kiss to be utterly ruined. Monique looked to see where all the gasping noises were coming from.
Monique: What happened to the music?
A spotlight would be on Terra who at this point was flustered. Ken would stare in shock. He wanted to cover her and make the situation just disappear but he couldn’t. Lee knew he couldn’t. Ken had his priorities which were all valid and understanding.
Lee: Come on, let's go.
Monique: no wait! My friend..
Before Lee could pull her away, Monique had teleported right next to Terra.
Monique
As if suddenly her drunken state has allowed her the momentary lapse of being sober. And in the moment, all that mattered was Terra’s safety. And she knew deep down, Lee would understand.
Monique: are you alright?
Terra: we should…uh…we should go.
: If you know what’s good for you, you shouldn’t hang around her.
A girl who stood as tall as Ken, had the same dark skin and emerald eyes but with black hair viciously stared at the two of them.
Monique: I rather not like being told what to do.
: It’s my advice to you.
Monique: Please kindly shove your advice to someone who cares.
Terra: Please. It’s okay. I’m sorry Julie. I’ll leave.
Julie: You know as well as anyone else your kind isn’t welcome here. Best you swiftly leave. We don’t house monsters.
Terra weakly smiled at Monique, as if telling her she could stay to enjoy her night but Monique refused.
Monique: If you go home, I go home.
Terra: I’d rather not ruin your night.
Monique: It was my idea we go out, besides friends don’t abandon each other.
Julie: You’re friends with that thing?
Monique, ignoring Julie: Let’s go home.
Julie: If you stick around with that cretin you’ll be in for a world of hurt.
Monique: Can you kindly keep your mouth shut? Or is it too difficult for you??
Ken and Lee’s eyes widened. Terra just nervously shivered. She wasn’t just afraid of what was going to happen, she was afraid of the consequences that might occur.
Julie: Excuse me?
Monique: You heard me. I didn’t stutter.
Terra: Come on, let's just go.
As Monique tried to exit, Julie took it upon herself to intrude once more.
Julie: I don’t think you know what you’re conversing with. But that vile vermin belongs to one of the worst cults so-
Monique: Let me stop you right there. I don’t know where the fuck you get this audacity but I suggest you return it.
Julie: The audacity I have is from being the daughter of the chief of the Nakai clan.
Monique: Good for you, do you want a gold star?
Julie: You dare act like that in front of me?
Monique: I don’t fucking care who you are, you’re clearly hurting my friend here and although I’m opposed to violence I’m not opposed to kicking your teeth in.
Julie, scoffing: Are you threatening me?
Monique: That's a full on promise if you hurt her again.
She smiled.
Monique: Listen, I get that your clan fights for justice.
Julie: Then you should know the vile things they’ve done.
Monique: And she can’t control who her parents were or the family she was born into.
Her demeanor rapidly changed. She was at this point no longer joking, no longer being playful. She was now vilely angry.
Monique: So stop blaming her for things she couldn’t control.
Julie: Oh she didn’t tell you? Of the horrors she created? The towns she destroyed?
Monique: Oh goody! We have more in common than you thought, Terra!
Julie’s eyes widened while Terra stood there quivering in her boots.
Monique: I’ve got so many atrocities I’ve committed they’re like fun little trivia facts scared onto my back! But that’s besides the point. That isn’t her life.
She took Terra’s shivering hand, ready to teleport the two of them back home. Lee had looked at Ken as Ken stood there frozen. He went over to help the two out to which Monique was glad. She needed someone to help ground her. Julie turned to Ken.
Julie: So this is the company you keep, brother? First a disgusting demon and now a foul mouthed prick?
Monique immediately let go of Terra, swiftly found a half empty pint glass, jugged it and proceeded to throw it at Julie, hitting her on the head. The glass broke and a cut has formed and bled a bit. Julie was now furious.
Monique: Don’t fucking talk about him like that.
Lee: Hey, it’s okay.
Monique: No it’s not. That’s the fucking last straw I don’t fucking care who she is.
Her rage and fury had boiled up so much, the room began to heat up. Julie cracked her knuckles and began to lunge at Monique. Before she could a bunch of fairies and elves had stopped her from doing so. The owner of the bar had seen the entire thing and sent a couple of shapeshifters to escort Monique and Terra out while Julie was held back by the elves and fairies.
Julie: This is far from over.
Monique: I’m fucking counting on it.