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  1. Nasira Shahr

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    It was like she was standing outside of herself and watching everything unfold before herself. Unable to really react as she usually would have wanted. When did she become so soft? Maybe it was when her and Rawi split ways? Or she just didn't believe violence was the answer in this. When did that happen?

    "That isn't going to help-" She heard herself say to Zimo telling her to help pin Tiketh down; considering she wasn't even the one attempting to pelt him into a forcible nap! Blinking in disbelief with a eye over her shoulder to Annie asking her what was happening, though to be blunt she didn't even know if she knew the answer. The two of them were fighting and dodging and wielding magic and weapons; Sira just sort of temporarily existed. She had no desire to help either one of them in the way that she probably should have.

    Annie was now trying to put her bow together. Tiketh was making off like a mad man out the back and over the fence without much effort; shoulders slumped inwards knowing that she should have done something but if they couldn't even burn the damn spirit at the manor; then what the hell could they do now! "Ben-" Sira muttered lowly watching before giving herself a violent mental shake, "Tiketh goddesses damnit! We need to alert the guards of Rauru, we are no match for him." Sira stated all the sudden unsure of what the hell she was really doing. It was fun not understanding where her own abilities lied.
     
  2. The blade make contact, albeit barely, just grazing the man’s arm and drawing a thin line of blood. She wasn’t certain whether it was Benjamin or Take who was pleading with her to stop, telling her that she couldn’t help... but if it was Take using the hylian’s voice, he would suffer for it. And if it was Ben after all? Well, then he still needed to be brought down before he could be properly attended to. The inquisitor was not about to let a malevolent spirit possessing anyone get away from her without righteous fury. That it had taken ahold of her friend only made it personal, and she was all the more determined to wrench it out.

    “You’ll forgive me for this,” she announced, taking chase as the man—or spirit—bolted away. Nasira was shouting from behind them. Her refusal to obey the command set the zoran warrior into a rage, but she hadn’t the time to berate the woman—not yet, anyway. Pinning him down wouldn’t help? Oh, but letting him get away with the spirit still inside—and perhaps allowing it to take even stronger hold over him—that was fine! They needed to act now and not debate the consequences. At least Sira’s second suggestion was a useful one. Through her tunnel vision of trying to bring down the retreating hylian, Zimo hadn’t even thought to alert the guards. That… made sense. At soon as they hit the streets, she would do so.

    If Take thought to escape her by vaulting over the fence, he was underestimating the zora’s own acrobatic prowess. She followed, barely even registering a wince as the end of her fin-flap skirt snagged at the top of the fence and took a minor tear. She tried to close the distance between them as she followed the man up the wall of the building, drawing a surprised look from the wide-eyed hylian child watching from the other side of the window. Take shouted that he was sorry—or Tiketh shouted, because Take wouldn’t be stupid enough to look over his shoulder and slow himself down.

    “Take a knee, now!” Zimo barked, ignoring the apology. “For your own good, Ben. Do it!” She drew a kunai knife, holding it nimbly in her fingers. If Take didn’t stop comply immediately and rest his knees on the rooftop, that knife would fly from her grip towards his shins.
     
  3. Tiketh

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    Tiketh refused to stop, refused to give in and be captured. He thought it might be better to just die, sure, yet he kept running. Why did they not see he was a danger to them? Why did they think they could stop Take? Why would they need heed his warnings and stop the chase? No, not them. Zimo. Something burned in him akin to pure rage and hatred at the Zora, but they weren't his feelings at all. Tiketh pitied her, wished she could just let him go and be safe, but the spirit... the demon that infested him was so... so full of rage that she seemed so confident in her abilities to stop him if he would not kneel and surrender himself.

    The clash of emotions was as confusing as a clash of something else. Memories. He could feel them pouring in, his slipping away. Was this Take's life? No. Not Take. Alastor. That was his name. Alastor was nobility so close to being royalty even with how friendly his family was to that of the king's. He lived such a happy and carefree life with his parents and his sister and his friends... until he was taken away and corrupted by the very darkness that was now corrupting Tiketh.

    He had begun to realize that with a darkness this powerful... so full of negativity, of anger, hate, sorrow, pain... there was no escape.

    "You cannot stop me now!"
    he shouted, voice a perfect blur between his pleading and Take's taunting. It was impossible to tell now which it was in control and yelling at them. He was either ignoring or just simply didn't see the knife that the woman drew. Fighting back, he summoned up a few small and sparking balls of pure shadow energy, he let them fly at Zimo if just trying to slow her down by the fact that his attacks were hitting all around and in front of the Zora and not her directly.

    Keeping on the move, he bolted up one building, aiming to jump right off to the ground below. It was anywhere from a ten foot to a twenty or thirty foot drop depending on how far up he went and where he'd fling himself off. Still, it didn't seem to bother him just where he jumped from, he was going to dive off anywhere as soon as he could.
     
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    It didn't matter what Zimo thought of her right now, as far as she was concerned she was not here to injure those she called friends. Not even if they were being taken over, it was still Tiketh's body. Not Take's. They would of course come to an impasse at that as the zora took off after the one who was trying to get away from them; Sira exhaled in a heavy frustration. Not just at Zimo for being so incredibly reckless even for her job; but the frustration that was fueled by her own lack of actions.

    "Idiot." Sira mumbled in the gerudo tongue so Annie would not hear her calling her sibling an idiot, Sira pointed to the pink zora. "Annie, I need your help. We have to alert those who are patrol about what is happening. Ben is being taken over by a malevolent spirit and your sister is going to get injured." She wasn't going to expand on why she was thinking that. They had been in the lair of the beast prior and Zimo had suffered greatly for it, falling and the shadow energy that whirled around Tiketh. "I don't know the locals well enough nor do I think they would willingly believe me considering," Gesturing to that of herself for emphasis; Sira turned hot on her heels.

    "We have no time to waste please. The longer we leave Zimo to chase after Ben, the worse this is going to get. We need numbers instead of raw strength. And maybe several exorcists." Rubbing an hand over an eye disregarding the makeup she wore; a pull on the doorknob had Sira exiting the house quickly. The less time they waited, hopefully it would be just enough to have Zimo occupy Take and allow them to gain re-enforcements.
     
  5. The hylian sent a smattering of shadow energy projectiles back at the pursuant zora, which popped against the rooftop all around her as she was forced to slow her pursuit for a moment to avoid getting peppered by them. “I warned you!” she snarled, releasing the kunai from her hand. The weighted knife flew through the air, her aim intending to hamstring the hylian’s right leg. With anyone else, she would have aimed that knife to strike at the base of the neck or small of the back... It was a bizarre turn of events for the inquisitor: neither she nor her prey seemed to be shooting to kill, but neither seemed as if they would relent either. Was it Tiketh being a stubborn idiot? Or was Take completely in control of their actions now?

    “You’ll have to shoot to kill,” she barked, attempting to make up for the lost distance she had suffered due to the shadow attack by rushing forward. Take seemed as if he was about to dive off the rooftop—the townhouses were only two stories tall, but such a drop could still cause some damage if they weren’t careful. Nonetheless, the zora decided to leap off right after him, every intent to fall onto his body as a cushion. Truth be told, she wasn’t even considering how such a heavy impact as a body falling two stories onto him could have enough weight to do serious damage. She was far to absorbed in the chase and pursuit of her prey to think about that.

    Meanwhile, Annie held her strung bow loosely in her hand as Nasira addressed her. “I—a spirit?” she glanced out the window, as if hoping to see the duo on the rooftop, which of course she couldn’t. Looking back to the gerudo, the usually peppy zora’s face had taken on a pained expression. “Good idea, the guards will be able to help,” she said, a bead of sweat visible on her brow. “I don’t know if I’m more worried about Ash or Ben… my sister isn’t the kind of person who knows how to hold back…” The pink woman gave her head a vigorous shake, before slinging her quiver over a shoulder and sprinting out the door after Nasira. “I’ll go get the guards,” she said, taking off in a sprint. She didn’t look back to see whether Nasira would be following her or her dueling friends.
     
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    With almost no regard for anything at all, Tiketh was at just about the lowest ledge he could find.. and jumped. As he was falling to the ground, he tossed a few more orbs of shadow magic, though this time below him. As they hit, they exploded into a darkened mist, providing a cloud beneath him to hide his landing. Thick as smoke, anyone caught in the blast was coughing already and trying to wave the dust away or covering their mouths and backing off. He didn't know exactly how effective it would be at getting away, but it was far better than landing out in the open where Zimo could see him clear as day and catch him.

    Landing a little harder than he had wanted, the damage was luckily kept to a minimum with a practiced roll through the smoke and right back to his feet. Though he was vaguely aware the Zora had thrown something at him, his legs were stinging enough and he was too frantic to get away to even bother to look and see if it hit. He didn't care for his shadow magic all that much, but at least he was used to it and it hardly affected his sight or his breathing.

    He said nothing as he moved to duck away behind the nearest structure, unwilling to either apologize again or taunt or anything that would give away his position. Most of his body ached, but his right leg far more than usual and he was wondering if he'd been hit. Unfortunately, he was not going to check until he was safe and able to care for any wounds. He was not going to let it slow him and he was not going to stop. He couldn't Stopping meant either the death of him or his dear friend. Was she trying to kill him! Why?! He only wanted to protect her and this is how she was going to take it! He felt like crying, really.

    Though something else inside him felt like rage. He supposed it must have been the demon's feelings, hatred towards their attacker. It wasn't like he didn't understand it. Why did it have to be like this?
     
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    She didn't know Zimo that well but even the words Annie said about her sister not being the type to hold back was already common knowledge. Honestly Annie could have said the sky was blue and the grass was green to be so completely obvious. Yet with those truthfully stated words, it did nothing to abate her concerns. Would Zimo really go that far to stop Tiketh? To maim him just to free him?

    It made her feel absolutely disgusted inside. And, she hoped the zora woman would have at least a sense of some decency not to go to those lengths. One could burn down a house and be apologetic, but one couldn't begin to repair a kinship should the first party take an arm and a leg and half a face acting like it was the best way to solve an issue. Even Sira knew violence solved nothing even if she enjoyed a good beat down. Maybe, that wasn't true either anymore considering she did nothing to help.

    Tossing a look out the door that the pair had gone, lips pressed into a grim line. She might have followed but why? They needed those would could exercise reason as well as a spirit, so Annie was evidently the better path to follow. Without a moment to waste Sira ran after Annie. "I'm coming with you."
     
  8. The inquisitor was in hot pursuit as the hylian ahead of her leapt off the rooftop, making the two-story drop. She was uncertain how accurate her thrown kunai had been, but it appeared as if she had at least struck her quarry in the leg, although evidently not enough to have hamstrung him. Damn, why did Tiketh have to be so stubborn? Didn’t the idiot realize she was trying to help him? If he would only stand down and let the inquisitor do his work, there could still be time to save him from the spirit which had taken hold of his body… Although, the journey from the Highlands back to Rauru had taken a few days… what if it was too late for the spirit to be safely extracted, even by an exorcist? No… Zimo couldn’t think about that. At this moment, she needed to take action.

    Reaching the edge of the rooftop, the area below was clouded by a smoky haze of Shadow magic. “Damn it!” she snarled, unwilling to throw the second of her kunai blindly into the haze, lest she hit a civilian by accident. Neither was she willing to waste a moment, however, taking a deep breath and descending into the haze by grasping onto the rain spout on the side of the building and sliding down it. There was shadow haze all around her, but she rushed though, shutting her gills tight to avoid getting any of the nasty gunk inside her system. “Inquisitor business! Make way!” she shouted, making her way through the few coughing civilians in her way.

    She burst through the smog, inhaling a deep breath of the less-tainted air. Where the hell was Take? They were in the center of town, buildings everywhere—as well as confused civilians. Hiding in plain sight would be easy, and the thought of that drew a vile curse from under the zoran warrior’s breath. Even if she couldn’t see him yet, she doubted he could have gotten so far that he couldn’t hear her. Zimo shouted into the streets: “Benjamin Tiketh! As an agent of the Order of Rauru, I proclaim that you are under arrest for unlawful possession of a malevolent spiritual entity! Come out with your hands behind your head and you will not be harmed! Let us help you, you stubborn idiot! Don't make this any worse for yourself!” That last bit was grievously unprofessional, but Zimo could hardly be assed about professionalism under such a tense moment.

    Meanwhile, Annie had led Nasira to a small patrol of guardsmen exiting the Three Branches foyer. “Guards, help!” she said, panting from the brisk sprint. “There’s something… a spirit?” She briefly glanced back at Nasira for a moment. “Spirit in a hylian man. Making a big scene by the townhouses. Inquisitor Zimo is there. Help them, please!” Everything happening at the moment was a bit much for her to process so quickly, but hopefully that would suffice as far as an explanation could go.
     
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    Limping, he was sure now that he'd been hit. He still didn't dare stop to look and see how bad. He could still move quick enough and wasn't dripping torrents of blood enough to leave a very obvious trail, so that was good. Tearing a part from his coat as he moved, he made his best effort to tie his leg off regardless so it hopefully wouldn't leave any trail at all. Though, he was still so worried. Zimo wasn't stopping. She wasn't giving up and she was trying to kill him?! Why for the sake of all the goddesses! They were friends... weren't they? Had he been wrong in assuming that they had been friends int he first place? Was she just in this now... to take down the spirit no matter who got hurt along the way?

    Leaning up against a building out of sight, he cursed quietly. "Damn it..." Damn her. Damn them all really. He just wanted to go, why wouldn't they let him go? He could find a quiet place to hide where he wouldn't hurt anybody. It wasn't like... he hurt anybody here yet anyway. It was best to leave before Take could.

    He was aware of the Zora shouting at him, telling him he was under arrest while the other... her sister he remembered... was shouting for the guards. Under arrest?! But why! What had he done but try to run away! It wasn't his fault! None of this was his fault! Tears began then, streaming down his cheeks. "But why....?" He was going to be arrested? Just because of Take? No. No! He wasn't going to take the blame for anything that demon had done!

    Growling, he stepped away and pushed on. Around corners, behind walls, through the busy street and into the people to blend in and hide behind a crowd. It didn't really matter. Any would work. With his injury, he couldn't use his skills to scale any rooftops, but maybe he wouldn't need to. To shout like that, to tell him to come out, it was highly possible she didn't know exactly where he went and he had a bit of an advantage. If he could slip away and keep hidden and get enough of a distance between them, he could be out of town before anyone saw him.
     
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    Having caught up with Annie; trying to temper her own breath less she pant and rasp like an overheating dog, it appeared Zimo had been close by. Screaming at Tiketh to come out with an authority that Sira could understand. That didn’t mean she agreed with the zora woman and her outlandish way of dealing with it. It appeared Annie had gotten the point across to the guards – only added in with the effect of mention the yelling inquisitor – the gerudo turned away.

    It was a good thing she wasn’t wearing her skirts, otherwise they would be hitched right up as she stomped forward. Looking through the throng of people being alerted, she could see some getting geared up to throw a panic while others were quickly exiting the scene. Either this was a common occurrence or just uncommon enough that people were easily unnerved.

    Coming across the way – listening to the rustle of metal and leather alike gearing up – she stood on the far side of the town center. Looking inwards and feeling a guilty pang beyond its usual self. There was a little voice inside that wanted her to go find Tiketh and help him sneak away. He didn’t deserve this, he hadn’t asked for the spirit to take over. They had been trying to help him with it and throwing more aggression on this was not going to help. There was a calm way of handling this and she knew it. But that may have meant not being in Rauru to do it.

    Chewing her bottom lip, eyeing the scene. Sira internalized a curse. Without question she turned hastily on her heels. There was disgust in her stare as the guards began to mobilize. What was her disgust? Well that wouldn’t be stated right now. Instead the gerudo ducked into that of an alleyway, cupping her hand gently to her lips, “Tiketh?” She called softly in a low whisper, “Tiketh where are you? Please… we need to get you out of here.” Oh, if she was caught, she’d certainly be in a world of trouble, but she couldn’t stand idle now and watch one of her friends become a tool for the Order or allow Zimo to injure him any further. Not even in the best of intentions, they needed to help the man of course but not by making him bleed it out. “Tiketh,” She’d call as she moved cautiously through the alleyways.
     
  11. The guards didn’t seem to be much concerned with Nasira’s presence, as Anemone informed them of the goings on. Giving the zora nods and thanks for her report, the small contingent—a mere four from the patrol of five—marched towards the direction they had been pointed towards. The fifth turned an about face and re-entered the building, presumably to report the situation and make it generally known. The Order of Rauru was efficient, and it would not be long before a village-wide search would be in effect now that news of Take had made it to the main force.

    Zimo was still looking around near the townhouses, for any sign of the spirit-possessed hylian. He needed to be helped, whether or not he was willing to admit it. What was the alternative? To escape and allow the being inside his body to further spread its roots? Was Tiketh really so foolish as to allow himself to be turned into a pawn for some otherworldly being like that? But then, Zimo recalled how Tiketh had said he had previously been haunted by the spirit, before it had bound himself to the manor. He had never come to the Order for aid, even then. A fool, or a coward, or perhaps both… He was putting not only himself, but also those around him at risk. It was infuriating!

    “Benjamin Tiketh!” Zimo repeated his name loudly into the air. “Show yourself right now! You’re putting yourself and everyone around you in danger, dammit!” What was wrong with him? Was it truly Take in control now? If so, why was he holding back with his magic—the little Shadow pebbles at her feet and the smoke cloud, neither lethal or even harmful. It had to be Tiketh in control, or at least resisting. “Ben, if you’re still in there, you need to come out now! If you leave, you’re letting Take win! You’re letting that bastard take everything from you! Do you want that!?” She was half-pleading, half-venting rage at the situation.

    A few flecks of blood on the ground, but… the trail was just as quickly lost. Clearly, Ben had bound his injury quickly. Closing her eyes, Zimo attempted to reach out with her arcane senses for the increasingly familiar grotesqueness of Take’s aura. But there was nothing. When she had touched him at the house, had he done something to her? She couldn’t feel anything now—as if a hex or mental block had been placed on her. No! She needed to be able to track him!
     
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    Zimo was shouting again and he was half tempted to shout back for her to shut up, but that would be an obvious giveaway. She hadn't rounded the corner and grabbed him or pointed and said anything that sounded like 'There he is', and no knives have come flying in his direction, so he was mostly confident he was hidden enough that he hadn't been found yet. Putting everyone around in danger? They'd be more in danger if he stayed here. If Raice could not help... if burning down the manor could not help... why did she think she or anyone else here could? He didn't like to admit, but he was paranoid and terrified of the Order. They were far too powerful and scary and he didn't trust them one bit. He thought Zimo was different and accepted it.. but was he wrong?

    No. No, maybe she was right. If he ran, he'd be letting Take win. But what was he supposed to do? He absolutely could not stay. He had to go. She had to let him.

    He heard another voice, softer, quieter, someone coming through the alley. Freezing, he backed away. "S..Sira?" he called back, trying so hard to keep his voice low and steady, "Please, you have to stay back. You have to let me go. I can't stay here. I can't go with you... I don't... want to die." He didn't want Take to win, but something else refused to let them both perish together.

    He kept moving as quietly and quickly as he was able. Crouched low, trying to stay hidden, he looked for a way out. There were shops nearby, all around. He could slip into one and maybe snatch clothes or a wrap of some kind to disguise himself, sneak out a back door, and get away. He had a horse at the stables, but the guards were probably going to be watching the typical exits and mounting a horse and riding off was a dead tell on his location.

    He saw Sira now, but wasn't aware of Zimo's exact location. Hopefully the same was still true for her. "Please just let me go," he pleaded, "I haven't done anything wrong." Which was technically true, honestly. In his mind, calling the guards was a little overboard for a dude jumping a fence. It wasn't like he had killed anyone! Take might... but he hadn't either! ...Yet.
     
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    Cringing as she glanced nervously over her shoulder to Zimo’s bellowing calls; the cursing words slipped between her teeth. Hunching down and crawling close to a wall; she seriously hoped she could find him before Zimo did. While she agreed he needed him, she was thinking more and more that the Order was the last sort who should help. She had some respect for them but considering this is how Zimo thought of helping, she was less inclined to think the rest of the organization would be kind enough not to injure Tiketh in the sake of helping.

    Tiketh.” She scuttled quickly upon hearing his pleas to her, careful to look both ways every so often before crouching down. “Would you stop it, I am trying to help you get out of here.” She spat lowly as she skittered quickly by an open alleyway, “Why would you think I would kill you! I haven’t tried too and this place is clearly out of their damn mind.” The last bit was more of her own bitterness and privately loathing herself for even thinking about the guards.

    Turning another house corner did she see him. Pressing her back to the wall she didn’t inch closer, “I’m not trying to capture you, goober.” Sira held her breath for a second, “I’m not saying you did anything wrong besides running away. We are your friends, well… I am. I’m not sure about Zimo right now. But that doesn’t mean I want to see you get maimed either. I agree that you need to get out of here, but you know damn well you need my help to do it. Zimo will never stop hunting you know, she made that clear.” Looking at him across the way, “I made a mistake with the guards and I am regretting it a hundred percent,” Softly she stated, rubbing idly at her brow.

    Either way,” Suddenly she pointed to him, “Let me help you get out of here. I won’t ask for more than that okay, but I don’t want to see you die either!” Sira exhaled, “Just let me help you damnit, I wouldn’t be risking my ass if I didn’t think you were worth saving!
     
  14. The four guards that Anemone had alerted had arrived on the scene and Zimo had begun coordinating the effort to track down Tiketh. She directed three of the guards to a different part of the central town area, instructing them to comb the alleyways as thoroughly as they could, while the fourth was asked to help direct civilians indoors so that they would be out of danger should Take decide he had enough of hiding and playing the mouse to Zimo’s cat. It was clear now that he wasn’t going to come out of hiding on his own, after all, if he could even hear her.

    Golden Goddesses Three, please let us find him before he hurts someone or loses himself…

    She prayed silently to herself, scouring an alleyway, and then another. But what if Tiketh had already made it to the outskirts of the village? Zimo lacked the authority to order the village gates shut on her own—to do that, she would have to have a signed order from either the High Inquisitor or General themselves, or at the very least someone of higher rank than her acolyte status. A cease of traffic would lock Tiketh in the village though, even if it ruffled the feathers of merchants and travellers… bah, damn the slowness of bureaucracy!

    “Ben!” she shouted one last time, fury evident in her voice. “Get your ass out here, right now dammit!”
     
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    Tiketh kept moving away, keeping himself out of sight as best he was able as Zimo and the guards searched left and right for him. However, instead of trying to just get away from Nasira and asking her to stay back, he motioned with a hand for her to follow as he moved. He kept his voice low in answer to her as she spoke. She was trying to help him. She wasn't going to kill him or turn him in? That was a relief. Even if Zimo had turned, that didn't mean Nasira had to as well. Though, had Zimo really turned at all? What if being caught and locked up was the best thing for him? His life was over as he knew it and it would never be the same again.

    All because of some damned ghost.

    He'd been tricked, trapped, and attacked. Because of that, he was now a fugitive? This made no sense to him, but would it ever? He was going to take the fall for what this stupid demon wanted to do and had done. Like it or not, the two of them were together again and maybe Take was the only one he could turn to. No. He could turn to Sira, couldn't he?

    "You're going to help me get out of here?"
    he asked to confirm. His eyes filled with tears again, though this time happy, gratefulness felt that not everyone had turned against him. "I will never come back here, I promise. I won't hurt you. We'll leave and.. and.. I'll go find a place to go to where I can.. deal with this, okay?" He reached out and grabbed for her hand, hurrying along and, goddesses willing, away from the epicenter of this madness and towards the quieter parts of town where they could get away. He knew Rauru well, but he didn't know how many guards had come or where they were searching. "Help keep lookout, okay?" he asked in a most pleading tone, "Not much farther..." They were almost free! He was almost out of here.

    But then... where was he going to go when he got out.. if he got out?
     
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    Upon his beckon did she respond in haste. The last thing she wanted was to doddle and get them both caught. Although it was weird to think, she would defend Tiketh should the moment come to it. Being a gerudo she wasn’t overly welcome here with wide open arms, what did it matter if she helped him get out and hopefully somewhere that wasn’t going to punch his skull in to get Take out. Honestly, she felt like the blame fell on her and Zimo for this. They couldn’t help Tiketh at the manor and now he was possessed. They had to help, well she would do so with less violence and hopefully a sense of kindness.

    Somewhere in the back of her mind she scoffed. You’d think she was the zora and Zimo was the generic gerudo warrior with how she was sneaking around.

    Looking to him, she’d smirk softly. “You don’t deserve to be locked up Tiketh. Even if Take is trying to do something awful, I know you aren’t horrible.” She might have been tempted to push him over when she seen his watery eyes. He was going to make her cry!

    Crab walking momentarily, Sira nodded. “I know Tiketh, I know. I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions, can you forgive me?” She asked knowing that the guards were now a bit too much, but she wanted him to know she acted in haste. “Anywhere is better than here to help you, I trust you and your judgement.” Firmly she put giving his hand a firm squeeze back, following quickly behind.

    Carefully turning to look over her shoulder already preempting the lookout part. Of course, she already resigned herself to act as a decoy should the need arrive. “Okay, so far so good.” She whispered though the sound of Zimo yelling again did little to steel her nerves. “Who knew she was that violent.” Sira mumbled to them both more than surprised to think that Zimo was so aggressive. Well… she did do things on a whim, so it really shouldn’t be a surprise. But compassion felt like it belonged in this situation rather than violence. If Take had invoked Tiketh to murder people within the village, she would easily be on the other side of this fence. But, there was no one hurt. Besides the hylian.

    I think if you head towards the south, we can move towards the desert. Rauru doesn’t have control that far south, so you can find someone that way. Maybe a witch…” Internal voices suggested Rawi in which Sira shut that off quickly. She didn’t need to get her sister involved in this. “I’ll help you as long as you want me too Tiketh, just remember that.” She stated strangely before grabbing his shirt to ream him back. Taking a drastic duck behind some crates; the sound of metal caught her attention first. With less grace that was probably necessary, she crammed them both behind the boxes as a guard wondered past. Holding her breath as the man stopped all too close to them, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword; he carefully looked around his frame.

    How long he stood there was beyond her, but he eventually began to move on. Trudging further down the way they had come; as Sira refused to let her breath out to early.

    A moment or more before the guard disappeared out of sight, she’d look at Tiketh. “Go go!
     
  17. Tiketh

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    As they headed for the edges of the town, Tiketh began to pick up the pace. He still had no idea if anyone had seen him or knew where he was going or if there was an ambush waiting, or something awful like that. All he knew was what he assumed, and what he assumed was that he'd gotten away and could leave Rauru never to come back again. He had little hope that Nasira would join him past this point and had even less hope that Zimo might give up this plot to hunt him down and take him out. All he could do was pray that everything might be okay... that this could be fixed and people wouldn't be hurt. He just didn't think that the Order was the way to go. Scared as they made him, he had always envisioned a prison cell, experiments, or just straight up torture and death, Maybe they weren't really like that, but powerful organizations like that seemed to be what Tiketh feared most.

    He found himself hugging the Gerudo at some point, wanting to assure her that he would not blame her and would not hurt her. "I trust you," he said, "And I'm sorry. I'm sorry all this... had to happen." He really didn't know why he was apologizing again. Was this his fault to have to say sorry for? Well, not really. He had run away, but he didn't start this. Damned stupid spirit Take did!

    Nasira mentioned heading for the desert or finding a witch. If an exorcist could do little to no help at all, maybe he did need stronger magic to combat this. He was willing to try. He would try anything and everything that might help. Quite frankly, they scared him less than the Order of Rauru. In it only for themselves, they did not try to announce themselves as better nor to demand people listen to them or be called traitors. Though, maybe they weren't really like that. Maybe it was more of his paranoia or delusional view he had of them. Impossible to tell the difference from his point of view.

    "I don't know the desert well, but I'll try."
    He found himself hugging the Gerudo briefly after that, though wanting to hold her close and not let go. If they parted ways here, he was certain they might never meet again and for that, he had to remember her as well as he could. However, it ended quickly as he tried to move but was pulled back. One of the guards on patrol, looking for them, had come near. He moved on just as quickly and Tiketh almost cried out in relief. Still, he couldn't celebrate just yet. He was so close... just a little further.

    On Sira's order, he made a break for it, hurrying on to hope and freedom. Getting out of here, he'd take her word and head for the desert. It was goodbye to Rauru forever. Even if he could purge himself of Take finally, once and for all, he was never coming back to this place again. He'd do all his work in Kasuto if he had to.
     
  18. Nasira Shahr

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    There was little to no relief in her as he accepted her apology, probably due to the circumstances. Either way they had no time to focus on that even though it appeared they wouldn't have any other chances to do so. She almost was tempted to grab Tiketh and run off with him in tow when he hugged her. What the hell she would do with him was beyond her mortal understanding. As much as she didn't want him to be hurt, at the same time she was not daft enough to believe that Take wouldn't try to do something with his slimy little turd hands.

    All she could do was suggest a witch. At this point, it sounded better than aimlessly wandering. That is if Tiketh was able to keep Take at bay. "Just don't go wandering out there without any water and make sure you go to the merchants whatever village there. They can help you or at least point you in a direction." She'd squeeze him tight as if afraid he might just up and poof; it was only the guard's arrival that she damn near shrieked. "Please find me when you feel as if you need someone to rely on." She said before telling him to go, Sira plunked her rear down on the ground watching the man go.

    She was crazy, he was crazy. All of this was just absolutely crazy!

    But, honestly she'd rather him be out of here and safe. Even if that meant having to be forever barred from Rauru, it would be a lump she would take. Inhaling only once she was certain he was out of sight and out of the way did she stand up. Dusting off her rear and took off running down the alleyway. "Zimo!" She cried in a sheer panic; rushing as fast as she could into the centre before bracing to hunch over and draw in short huffing breaths. "Zimo... Tiketh-" Good thing she didn't have to fake the hitching breath; "He's gone." Assuredly she stated blinking back painful tears, "I seen him for half a second, telling me not to hurt him and-" Sira cursed colourfully in the native tongue before she lifted an arm to loosely gesture around. "He threw something at me!" Suddenly aghast by the very idea, "I think it was magic but the hell if I know,"
     
  19. Zimo heard someone calling out her name and turned to see Nasira running towards her. In all the mayhem, she had actually nearly forgotten that the gerudo woman was still present. She and Annie must have alerted the guards that were helping search though. It took a moment for the inquisitor to slow down her mind to actually process the words spewing out of her friend’s mouth.

    “He’s… gone?” she repeated, sickening at the pit developing in her stomach even as she repeated the words. No. Not possible. Not after everything was she going to let that rutting spirit make off with her friend and destroy his life! Not after burning down that damned manor! Not after that kid had been kidnapped by the wizzrobe and made a vessel for some other vile entity! Not after she had let Ridlef get away with the atrocities he had committed, was she going to let this happen as well! Two webbed hands planted squarely on Sira’s shoulders, an inferno of fury tainting the natural deep green on her one good eye as it looked into the other woman’s. “This! Isn’t! Fucking! Happening! Again!” she roared into the woman’s face, spittle clinging to her lips. She wanted to do something! Choke the woman, or just punch her in the jaw for telling her this was happening again! Break her! Break Tiketh! Break something!

    Instead, she fell forward, slumping onto Nasira like a gelatinous blob and burrowing her face into the other woman’s shoulder. “I’m sorry. No, no, no, no. Not again…” Her voice cracked, having lost its strength. She was whimpering now. “He’s powerful… that thing inside him is, I mean. You couldn’t have… I’m sorry.” No, Nasira couldn’t have stopped a creature like that on her own. She wasn’t to blame for this. But now Tiketh was gone, and there was nothing Zimo would be able to do to help him.
     
  20. Nasira Shahr

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    She should be telling Zimo the truth, explaining everything in how she helped Tiketh get away but there was just no guilt large enough for her to just that. She'd rather let the woman believe that the hylian had been too much for her and had gotten away. Even if it meant being a horribly little liar and something she generally refused to do. Sometimes there were changes of heart that made most people go against their usual state of character. It was out of character for her but she would keep it silent to the very end. No matter what.

    Even as Zimo screamed at her, Sira held her ground. Holding strong temporarily and waiting for some sort of plan of attack from the zora. What she wasn't expecting was the complete opposite. "Zimo," Sira gasped suddenly unsure what was transpiring. Wait, she had said again... this wasn't happening again! What did that mean? "Zimo," Softening her tone giving the other suddenly exposed woman a gentle pat to her back; Sira frowned deeply. A lot deeper than intended but for reasons unsaid. "We know how powerful that thing is inside him, we have the knowledge. We can't just let it get away, you are a inquisitor with resources more people don't have." Mentioning it gently did her attention shift a little sideways to observe anyone around them. Steeling her grasp on the other woman, "This isn't over and you know it. I'm sorry I couldn't do more but there is something here that still has a fighting chance. You work for the Order, you know Tiketh's plight and can easily do something about it. You aren't a quitter by any means, right?" What the hell was she doing? Trying to give Zimo a reason to go after Tiketh, like a damn mad woman!? "You can still save him Zimo." Pulling the woman back so she might be able to look at her squarely, "Take is taking over but that doesn't mean Ben can't be saved. I'm sure with the resources that the Order has, they are more than equipped to get a evil spirit out of any man. I mean, you are followers of Rauru himself, the man who is a sage?" Quirking a brow up in question, "Don't tell me you are going to quit?" Deciding to ask the woman the question to see how she would respond, sounded reasonable in her head.
     

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