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located in Leu Chrysallia, a part of A Phantasmagorical Metamorphose, one of the many universes on RPG.

Leu Chrysallia

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Character Portrait: Jeremiah Justus Character Portrait: Elegy Lovell Character Portrait: Damian Cline
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[Elegy Lovell]


So, it was happening once moreā€¦the feeling of burning from the inside out. The feverā€™s return, coming hand-in-hand with the pain of the forming and formed bruises caused before by Louis, together it was almost too much. Enough to nearly fall to the floor below, her vision blurred, the edges of it lined with black as a detached sort of sense overtook her. For a moment, it felt as if sheā€™d lost control over her own body. A soft whimper escaped from her lips as her eyes nearly shut. Before she could slip to the ground however, Elegy felt an arm around her middle, supporting her up so that she did not fall. The boy who was offering her, her freedom and a chance at maybe finding some sort of happiness in lifeā€¦. Heā€™d caught her.

Breathing shallow, her body trembling a bit as her senses were overwhelmed by the feeling of burning and agony, Elegy raised one a hand, and set it upon his shoulder, using it to further support herself. Her face had gone deathly pale while it became obvious that remaining awake was becoming harder.

This fever of hers, the pain from it, her very bones felt like they were going to melt from it. Though it would indeed seem as if sheā€™d suddenly fallen ill to most any observer, like a fever had just taken over her body without warning, Elegy knew it was more than that, she knew well the reason that this was happening to her, why it always happened to her. Her blood, her Halfling bloodā€”the fact that the blood of two races coursed through her veins. Within her was the blood of her late Salamander father, and the blood of her delicate human mother. The crossed bloodlines within rejected one another, it caused her problem after problemā€¦fevers, illness, frailtyā€¦. Most thought she simply fell sick often due to bad health, they knew not the truth, the cause behind her problems.

If only the blood of my father and of my mother were compatible, then this would not occurā€¦. There would not be a reason for me to be a worry for herā€¦. she thought, a hand traverse its way upward toward the side of her head.

ā€œShe looks like sheā€™s really sickā€¦ā€ the jade-haired boy spoke, speaking the obviousā€”but he may well have known that. He was helping her again, Elegy was placing upon him all of her trust and her faith, he had shown her that she had chances in life beyond what was planned for her. What was expected. ā€œSince youā€™re so keen on taking care of her, then take care of her already.ā€ he mustā€™ve been speaking to the Young Miss, the Alchemistā€™s Apprentice. ā€œHere, come here.ā€ he spoke softer, words directed at her this time. He was trying to keep from scaring her, wasnā€™t he? Still, her breathing remained labored. What was he going to do with herā€¦?

ā€œI'm going to pick you up, now, okay? It might hurt, but bear with me.ā€ Elegy had no time to reply before he lifted her off her feet, holding onto her bridal style. The unexpected movement caused Elegy to whimper, surges of pain ripped through her body. From her shoulders and from her bruised ribs, it was pure agonyā€”the fact that the boyā€™s actions had caused her discomfort, it did nothing to deter the fact that she trusted him. H-he simply wishes to be of helpā€¦.

Elegyā€™s hand remained upon the boyā€™s shoulder as her face squelched up into a grimace. ā€œOkay, miss...whatever you are, come here.ā€ he was moving, speaking to the Alchemist Apprentice. ā€œOkay, you can take care of her in there. I think she has a fever.ā€ They came to a stop, where Elegy didnā€™t know.

At hearing him say ā€˜feverā€™ though, the girl was reminded of the sense of burning she felt throughout her bodyā€”the pain of it and the fact that the intense heat was making her feel as if she were burning from the inside out. Butā€¦neither would know, the boy or the Young Miss, they wouldnā€™t know the truth about what was causing her this discomfort, making her seem so sickā€¦. There would be little, if anything, that could be done in order to alleviate her of this sudden bout of fever. Unless one could unexpectedly make her crossed-blood accepting of each other, there was no way to make this cease. Breathing still hesitant and uncertain, Elegy came to shake her head, unable to support the weight of it very well, it lolled to the side, coming to rest against the jade-haired boyā€™s shoulder.

ā€œI-I am not illā€¦.ā€ She spoke quietly, ā€œThis is not a case of fever, but a phenomenon to be blamed upon my heredity. I am a child between a human and a Salamanderā€”my crossed blood does not do well with one anotherā€¦. The Salamander half attempts to overtake the human, and the result appears as fever.ā€ Elegy looked at the boy, tears rimming her eyes; one of her hands came to rest upon her chest. ā€œPleaseā€¦it would be but a waste of time to attempt to treat me for this, there is no remedy or cure to make it end. Let us leave hereā€¦. I-I do not wish to stay any longer than this.ā€