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Private Not your enemy but not your friend

Discussion in 'Cliffside' started by Egwene al'Vere, May 9, 2018.

  1. Egwene al'Vere

    Egwene al'Vere The Wheel of Time

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    April 12th, Year 7
    @Merlin Ambrosius

    There was an entire network of hiding spots that that Forsaken had left behind. More than Egwene had a chance to find while she was busy handling other matters. Torturing employees, messing with her Warder, trying to gauge her other self's abilities. Apparently the other woman had held back her abilities in some sort of choice to down play her power. There could be a strength to that if one needed to be subtle. Something that this Egwene could understand though it was a route she was loathe to take because it meant that she had to pretend that others were somehow superior to her.

    Still there was knowledge to be found. Leftovers from Semirhage's time in Pandora and she had certainly left plenty of tidbits for Egwene to pick up on. The dark friend simply went about trying to find something to help her get an edge over the other Egwene. Or finding something that would help her break Matrim. Semirhage would have been skilled at the latter, she was sure. Which meant that she could find all the hidden little places that Semirhage had left behind hoping for something to help her.

    Egwene held a lot of faith in knowledge. There were always secrets to be discovered and some of the strongest power she had known had come from supposedly forbidden things. The path she walked was one of that sort of knowledge. Deep, dark things that would make her stronger, no matter how she scarred her soul in the process. Such a thing didn't matter to her, only power did.

    One such location was a cave deep in a cliff. A place that would have been difficult to get to even if one knew the path. Egwene had discovered it in one of the other hideouts. The dark friend simply gatewayed to the location, not wanting to waste her time on walking. She turned once she was there, trying to take in everything. Except it was dark. So she wove balls of light into the air, trying to get a good look at what the Forsaken had left behind.
     
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  2. Merlin Ambrosius

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    ALL THE KING'S HORSES & MEN
    couldn't put me back together

    Time stood still here in the dark. There was no counting of the days. At least in Kal's clutches, he could vaguely guess the hours depending upon how often the wretched man came to him, but here in this cavern where there was nobody to see, time felt endless. Or like it didn't exist at all. He was not so deprived of his magic the way he had been before being brought to this place, but he couldn't leave. He couldn't leave because he knew exactly the sort of magic responsible for keeping him in.

    Merlin didn't understand it. How there was another him out there, but then, all he really had to do was think about Kal, consider the man who had so clearly not been the one he had known. Merlin still had the scars from early on. After that, the hurt had been far less physical for him.

    It was physical now.

    He was dirty. Starved. Thirsty. He'd been here too long, he should have been dead. He knew he should have been dead, and maybe he had died. Maybe he'd died over and over, and how fitting for the place he was in, a place from his memories, a place he had come to indulge in a magic that was so unlike his own and yet so intoxicating. Semirhage. Somehow, Merlin thought he had never recalled her quite so vividly and a small part of him wished she could be here so that, at the very least, he had somebody to talk to. Even if it could only be her.

    As though on cue, there was a gateway. The magical kind, the kind conjured by saidar itself. Merlin was slumped against a wall on the far side of the vast room as he watched a shape come through it, and even in the light that she conjured across the way, she was a silhouette to his sights. "... Semirhage?" came his voice, a sound that almost surprised even him. Low and hoarse and cracked. The only relief he had was the fact that he didn't sound hopeful in speaking that name. Just tired. Weak.



     
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    Egwene al'Vere The Wheel of Time

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    The air was dank. Egwene's nose wrinkled slightly. There was something rather dirty in the area or perhaps something had rotted somewhere. Whatever the reason, it was not pleasant. The brunette was taking a look around when suddenly a voice broke out of the darkness. Semirhage? Instantly Egwene was drawing in power. The ball of light that she had been holding multiplied and shot up to the ceiling, shining light over the area so she could see everything.

    After all this was one of the Forsaken's hideouts and her name being spoken the moment she showed up was not a good sign. The dark friend's eyes narrowed when she saw a man standing there. A dirty, disheveled man that obvious had not had a good time for however long he had been in here. He had to be the reason the place smelled.

    She took another couple of steps forward but the man was not someone that she knew. Of course that could have been because he was dirty and obvious poorly treated. But he was in this place and that was odd enough. The balls of light moved so that she could get a good look at the entire situation while keeping her decently in the dark at her spot in the cave.

    "No, not Semirhage." She spoke carefully, trying to decide if this was somehow a trap or not. Semirhage could have any number of them hidden around for good measure. Egwene didn't sense anything but that didn't mean there wasn't a trap. Just that it wasn't obvious. "What are you doing here?" She frowned slightly, trying to look around the room for anything else at all.
     
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  4. Merlin Ambrosius

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    ALL THE KING'S HORSES & MEN
    couldn't put me back together

    It wasn't her. Merlin supposed he knew that even before she finally stepped close enough that the light at that angle revealed just who she was. Egwene. His heart pounding in his chest, he felt hope blooming inside of him for the first time in such an incredibly long time. Hope. An escape. A friend. "Egwene," he breathed, and this time, there was a touch of that hopefulness, faint as it may have been. He hesitated, pushing against the wall he was sat against. The journey to his feet was a tedious one, but it could have been slower.

    The truth was, Merlin felt as though he was pushing himself for the first time in a very long time.

    "What day is it?" he suddenly asked, arm outstretched as a hand pressed against the wall for balance. He needed to know. Gods, he needed to know how long he had been in here for. "How long have I been gone for?" There were other questions he, perhaps, should have been asking. Why was she here? She hadn't come looking for him, that was for certain, and-- well, he didn't know that meant at all. Only time would tell. But that was time he wanted to spend leaving.

    Her magic was welcome as well, and as he reluctantly pulled away from the wall, he inhaled deeply, taking in the familiar sensation brought on by saidar as her magic's presence tingled against his. Against the wards keeping him in, against the magic that ran through his own veins and in essence was him.



     
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    Egwene. The dirty man apparently knew her. He leaned against a wall and she could see that he was weak. Perhaps he had been trapped here for awhile without any way of getting out. Supplies had run out and he had been left in the dark. A cruel way to go. Egwene was certain she would have taken her own life before allowing herself such a degrading death. Or perhaps she would have fought until the end, who knew? Egwene wasn't stupid enough to get herself into this situation in the first place, obviously.

    What was also obvious was the fact that this man thought she was the other Egwene. The one who was sunshine and rainbows and everything good in the world or whatever the hell she thought she was. Because this conversation was already far too friendly. No groveling. She frowned slightly as he started asking her questions. As if he had the right to those answers.

    "Not a single idea. Didn't know you were missing." Egwene wasn't going to correct him but she also wasn't going to act like the other Egwene either. Her voice was colder and sharper than it normally was. No friendliness at all. Instead she turned and increased the light, trying to look into every corner of the cavern.

    "You stink, just so you know." Her nose wrinkled again and she moved to the other side, trying to see if there was anything useful in the space. Unlike the dirty man leaning against the wall so uselessly.
     
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    ALL THE KING'S HORSES & MEN
    couldn't put me back together

    For a moment, he just watched her. Stared at her for reasons that, to him, were perfectly reasonable. She had no idea that he was missing. Maybe he was thinking too highly of himself, an admittedly rare occurrence for Merlin Ambrosius, the sorcerer who had always struggled to accept the praises given by the druids to their great Emrys. But it wasn't about his pride or his status in Pandora. It was about the fact that he and Egwene were friends and surely, surely, it must have been quite a lot of time. Enough time for her to notice, enough time for her to wonder.

    She had not wondered. She had not noticed.

    But that was the only difference here. She was different. The way she carried herself, the way she spoke, the way her attention seemed to be everywhere but on her friend despite the circumstances.

    "Really," he murmured. "I hadn't noticed." It was a half-hearted quip as he continued to watch her, his lower lip quivering slightly as he attempted to piece together what was happening here. "I can't stay here anymore, Egwene. I beg of you, conjure your gateway."



     
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    I can't stay here anymore, Egwene. He had an annoying voice. Perhaps it was the weakness stemming from him or the fact that he was one hard breath away from death. Or so it seemed. The brunette really didn't care. Instead she kept moving, searching the room for anything that would be useful to her. Anything that could change the circumstances she was currently in. Trying to circle and figure out how to get a leg up against the other Egwene. Maybe something to help with getting Matrim to do what she wanted and kill the other woman. Still her end game here.

    "Beg all you want." She dismissed him with a half wave of one hand, finding some books hidden along a corner. Rotting though, like they hadn't seen daylight in far too long and no one had cared for them. Her nose wrinkled again. Was there nothing useful here? The light continued to move in a search pattern but Egwene had also prepared a few other weaves just in case the man started being annoying again or moved closer to her.

    The brunette knew that there had to be something useful here. Why else create a hide out if you weren't going to hide something there, right? Her eyes cut around the room again, trying to figure out what was important when her eyes landed on the dirty man again. What if the Forsaken hadn't been hiding something. What if she had been hiding someone. "Who are you?" She was studying him further at that point. Semirhage had been gone for awhile, if she had figured out correctly from the woman's hideout in Silverwood. So how had this man actually lasted this long?
     
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    She didn't sound like her. Not at all, not the Egwene he knew, and at first, it didn't quite sink in just why that was. Maybe it should have been obvious, all things considered. He had been here for a long time, thinking about himself, about the other him that was out there, likely up to no sort of good at all. That alone should have been the answer he needed to solve the mystery before him now.

    It didn't sink in, though, until she dismissed him entirely and then finally turned her attention to him a moment later, his own eyes wide with puzzlement as though it were finally dawning on him. "You're not her," he murmured quietly. "If you were, then you wouldn't ... you wouldn't need to ask that question."

    There were a thousand different questions in his mind. Where was Egwene? Why was this imposter here? He didn't know where to start.

    "... Or are you both one in the same, just ... different ..." There was almost a bitterness to that as he trailed off, his gaze flicking away for a moment before looking back. It was hard to know that he had, in some way, put himself in here. "Is she okay?"



     
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    It didn't take long for the dirty man to make the correct connection. There were people who were already aware of this "double" issue. Since she wasn't taking care to ask her double, she doubted that it was a difficult thing to do. Anything less would mean he didn't have two brain cells to rub together. So he may have been dirty but he wasn't an entire idiot. "Oh my, is that what gave it away?" Her words were still harshly spoken, plenty of bite with a heavy dollop of disdain. What threat could a dirty man stuck in a cave be? She could snap his neck in seconds if he tried anything, so what did it matter?

    But her attention swung from the walls, looking for a hidden door or entrance, back to the man as he suddenly brought up her other self. Was that...? Did he care for her other self? Was that actual concern in his voice? A smile lit up on her lips and there was nothing about it that was warm or friendly. It was cruel and cold, with little room for different interpretation.

    "Of course not." Her smile widened with a flash of teeth. He had just become all the more interesting. If only because torturing her other self's friends was something that flipped switches Egwene hadn't known she had had. "Not as long as I'm here." Egwene was confident in that. Her other self did not act outside of her morals, holding herself to a limiting and impossible line. There was such a lack of knowledge when you would not let yourself learn everything.

    Which was part of the reason why this Egwene was starting to feel like she had the upper hand. Egwene did not have weaknesses. She did not rely on others or care for them. "She'll be dead soon enough." One way or another, it was all just a matter of how quickly she could break Matrim. "I decided to take my time fashioning her lover into the weapon that will kill her." Because that would make most people feel horror in their soul instead of the pleasure that Egwene did and she wanted to see that look across his face. Every wound on her other self's friends would be like wounding the woman herself.
     
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