Snippet #1799689

(Please note: This room is completely soundproof. No one on the outside can hear anything come from it)

Sorence waved Lassin's commet off when he watched the knight enter the head room. His elbows were propped up against a stone table, hands rubbing his golden-brown temples. Dark bags hung from underneath his eyelids that seemed invisible when he was talking to the civilians in the main room, his eyes showing dread and unhappiness to the entire group. An aura af stress emmited from his body, having Hal, Emile, and Sara keep their distance from him. Hal and Emile stood on his left a few feet away, both leaning against a stone collumn. Their faces were both painted with emotionless expressions, grey eyes staring at Lassin. Their tight, black body suits made them almost blend in with the shadows around the collumn, grey eyes being the only thing that are seen. On his right side, Sara stared only at Sorence with her caring purple eyes. Her pale hands were holding each other between her legs as her white dress almost made her seem like she is fighting the darkness.

Hands shifting from rubbing his temples to rubbing his red eyes. Releasing a heavy sigh, he mumbled to himself, "How did I ever become someone like this?"

"What did you say?" Asked Sara as she took several quick steps forward, resting her hands on his right shoulder. "I thought you said something about becoming someone."

Shoving her hand away, Sorence's eyes shot daggers towards Sara. When she tried to put them gingerly back, he then forcefully pushed her to falling. She let out a slight yelp when she hit the concrete floor. Not even hearing her yelp, Sorence picked up his stone chair, and swung it at the wall behind him, shattering it into pieces against the stone wall. His body was tense, muscles bulging from his neck and arms. He quickly went from huffing and puffing to silent and limp. He knelt on the floor, depression sinking in. He looked over to Sara who was standing now, eyes having a sorry expression for him.

"Hal... help me up please."

Hal quickly and stealthily walked over to Sorence, brought him up, wrapped Sorence's arm around his shoulder, propped him up against the cold stone table, then returned as quickly as he came to the shadows where his brother rested.

"Sara, I'm sorry. I'm just stressed out. As you all know, my actions to our guests out there is just a fake personality. I need them to believe that the person leading this organization is strong, able, and calm about the situation at hand. I'm just not!" Sorence exclaimed, slamming his fist against the side of the table where he was propped up against. "Why did Golian have to go and die?! My past self isn't ready for this job, and I'm not either! I was just tossed into this like these people are!" His eyes began to water. "These people seem more prepared and calm than I am!"

Sara slowly sat up on the table next to Sorence, saying to him, "Sorence, I know everything, and I know you are the best choice of leader out of all of us. You make rational decisions based on what is happening and your feelings for the situation. I am just too kind while Hal and Emile are just to brutal."

Wiping his eyes, Sorence then ran his hand through his spikey black hair, saying, "Thanks, but those are just words to fill the hole created by sorrow. I'll take them for now though."

Slapping the sides of his face, he put back on his false demeanor of strong and all knowing man. He turned to Lassin now, thrusting the palms of his hands on the stone table. "Lassin, although you are the Warrior of Mind, I am pretty sure this information hasn't crossed your complex mind before. Even if it has, I request that whatever you hear in this room is to be kept strictly confidential unless I tell you otherwise. As for learning of the corrupted of the group, I don't want you to sought them out. I say trust them." Sorence's eyes shifted around to make sure no one else was in the room. "I want to tell you all something that my past Warrior did that I'm not particullarly fond of. The one that murdered Golian was... my past self. I was the leader of the attack against the Temple. Right as soon as he shattered his orb, I permentely ended his life with a blow to his heart, impaling him with my two jambiyas. I was corrupted, but now I have made a resolution to make sure that no one but the true Warriors will touch the orbs. Therefore, I want to witness the new Warrior's actions before we make any rash choices."

Exhaling deeply, Sorence said, "Now, may your thoughts of me never change." Shifting his focus to Hal and Emile, he told the duo, "Open the other rooms in the hideout. The guests should have some feeling that we trust them. Make sure you highlight the weapon room. They need to understand how their past lifes used weapons. As for you Lassin, I want you to go out and mingle with the others since you will be working with them. If you have anything else to say, now would be the time to do so"

Hal and Emile both disappeared into the shadows, eyes completely vanishing from the collumn they were leaning on.
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Arches around the main room opened up except the head room's. Hal and Emile came from inside the weapon vault and stood as straight as a line in front of the weapon room. The two mute men couldn't talk even if they wanted to, so they just motioned to the room.