Ebba Seydel's Story

"Wait," Teddy interjected, "You are her sword?"

He ponders Supinity's statement a bit, thinking of the possibilities, until he hits the realization. "So that is why Ebba cannot remove her armor," he states, "You and the rest of her family are her equipment, bound to her flesh!"

He looked at Supinity with amazement as she circled around him. He found it hard to believe it, but it was true, these beings were her equipment, bound to her body. Ebba was literally four personalities sharing the same body, a polymorphic one to boot! If this was true, then Ebba, based on how she and Supinity spoke, must be the main personality in control.

"Yep, another correct guess. You can say that if we go she goes as well. Or...something. I don't know what happens if she takes us off but we rather not find out...ya know, we all like living so curiosity can sit in a corner." Supinity spoke as she continued to walk around.

"Ebba is in charge yeah, we are just here to tag along with her. We keep her safe, she gives us freedom to possess her sometimes and we are all a happy bunch. She can't fight very well at all so sometimes we can give her a push, since you know the drill, we cant just hop into her body whenever we like. So we can just make her have a little influence so she does not have to act like a dummy in battle...or at least a chicken..." She chuckled a bit.

Teddy then finally stood up. He then turns to Supinity, "I can tell you are active," he begins, "You do not like to stay in one place do you?"

His posture then shifted a bit, as if to limber himself up. "Perhaps you would like to walk about a bit?"

He turned to her and looks at her. She was vastly different from Ebba, to what extent, he was about to find out as he gets ready for potentially a long walk. He was also getting ready for the hard part: not becoming transfixed by her looks. If this was Supinity, then what did Serene and Lazarus look and how do they act?

"Of course I'm active. I really want to get a bit of a fight right now out here, fighting with Serene is fun but it aint as thrilling when you got a real body to use! Course I did promise Ebba I'd not start trouble...ugh...Yeah, lets walk." Supinity spoke as she began to walk off.

"Well I dont have much to do, and talking ain't exactly the most fun thing...but alright, you got any questions while we walk?" She asked as she attached the spear to her back and placed both her hands on the back of her head.

Teddy begun to walk alongside Supinity. With her off mention about loving a fight, he keeps a guard up in case if she got rowdy. He looks about the garden as he thinks of something to say or talk about. He then shifts his gaze to Supinity as he decides to repeat what he had talked about with Ebba.

"So," he spoke out, "Other than fighting, is there anything you enjoy doing, really?"

As he finishes, he tries to note Supinity's body language and walking posture, trying to determine any changes in mood.

"Oh, I just love going to fancy parties with a fine cup of tea! And I love playing mini golf in a nice medow full of sunshine and rainbows!" Supinity pretended to adjust a fake monicle and spoke full of sarcasm before laughing.

After she finishes laughing, she spoke again."Sorry, but I'm a spirt of a sword. I fight things, and I stab things. Aint nothing that gets my blood pumping than a fight. The others have more hobbies." She replied with a spring in her step. Seems like talking about fighting, joking around a little and of course fighting is what she enjoys.

Teddy lowered his eyes and abruptly halted. He stood, as if Supinity had taken a knife to him.

He had begun to dwell into the past, remembering what he had done in his younger days and in his past life before his banishment, and a little bit after that. Various moments where he had to do what it took to survive. However, his mind had turned to one incident after his banishment.

He had remembered being in another battle against who had become his most hated enemy. He had shot innocent bystanders, mainly children, to distract Teddy from their bout. He had been struck, just after the foe had mindlessly dispatched of another bystander, causing Teddy to fall onto his knees as the strike had been a punch aimed just below his chest. His armor had failed as he had taken the full blow. He looks at his nemesis, a perfect replica of him, but standing with a posture befitting that of a maniac.

In reality, he just stood in the middle of the garden pathway, going into an eerily blank stare.

Supinity heard only her footsteps and decided to turn around to see why Teddy stopped. Strange, he looked like a deer in headlights right now. She soon walked up to him and waved her hand in front of his face while snapping her fingers together.

"Hey...Hey! You awake up there? No time for sleeping while standing." She spoke as she looked him dead in the eyes. Maybe he ran out of energy or something.

Teddy had suddenly fell to his knees. His heart was rapidly beating, he was beginning to sweat, and his breathing had become uneven and strained as the memory played out like some horror movie.

All he could do, in his head, was to watch as his foe inflicted a helplessness upon him, using the civilians to torture and break him. This sick lookalike wanted to prove he was better than Teddy in any and every possible way, and this included showing he was mentally superior. Then, in the blink of an, it happened. He had stabbed a little boy right in front of Teddy, it was the breaking point, the place where all a man could do was become the animal he kept in a cage. He leaped upon his enemy, taking him by surprise as he had overcome his injury in a fit of pure rage. One punch, then two, then three, and continuing on, beating at the scum with all of his pent-up fury.

He kept hounding at the man, even as the familiar sight of blood had begun to spurt out. No mercy, he wanted to give no mercy. By the time he was too tired, the man lay dead, Teddy's fist, chest, and face covered in the man's blood and mucus. He looks at the remaining crowd that had been held hostage, looking at him and seeing what kind of creature he had become. He couldn't face them like this, he slowly got up, pacing backwards slowly and then running out of the room. He had taken lives before, in fact, he was trained to, but this was different.

Returning to reality, Teddy had attempted the same thing, except forgetting to stand back up. He had fallen onto the concrete with a loud thud. His impact on the ground was what had finally woken him up. He had fell face first, and began to hold his face. He slowly pulled his hands away, his hands covered in blood oozing from his nose. His hands now trembled.

"Jeeze...looks like someone is a bit too spaced out. I got nothing to help your nose, so all I can say is owch? Not very good at comfort." Supinity spoke with a lack of empathy. She hardly knew the guy, and all he had was just a broken nose. He could suck it up right?

"I was reliving something," Teddy had begun, "Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, brought upon by one of my battles."

He lowers his hands as he looks down, then attempting to grab something to stop the bleeding of his nose. He grabs a cloth from his armor and presses it into his nostrils. "I was facing an enemy that was holding civilians hostage, and old foe of mine," he explained, "But it was a trap, he had overcome me and put me in a state of helplessness as he used the civilians to torture me, killing them in front of me. Men, women, children, they were equal opportunity to him."

As he finishes, he was trying to remain calm and in control of his emotions, but was clearly faltering.

"So, you faced a coward of a man who used the defenseless as a shield and then killed them in front of you...I guess honor must be dead outside of our old home, granted no one else lived on our home besides creatures. Look, they are dead, simple as that. And you must have killed the guy right? Simple as that. Life and death happens to everyone. Someone good, someone bad. When its battle it does not matter. All I care about is if the person can fight and decides to mess with me. All you can do is suck it up and carry on. You are alive in the end. Simple as that. Just get up, learn from it and get stronger." She spoke plainly and bluntly.

This would have been the part where Celeste may have given him a speech about battle and whatnot or Lazarus comforting him. She just spoke the truth. If people died in front of him and he lived, might as well carry the burden of failure and learn from it and to grow stronger. This was a warriors way. And the path of the sword.

"If you knew my opponent was, you'd find the definition of life and death blurred," Teddy had begun, looking up at Supinity with teary eyes, "His name is Mizer Prometheus, a clone created from my DNA, or at least, so I thought. After the whole incident, he just... showed back up, getting around well for a dead man."

He pauses, before continuing, "There is an unfortunate truth about combat, really, it is not honorable. What we see as combat is but a romanticized vision, it is far grittier and dirtier. What Mizer had used upon me was psychological, something that got into deep in my head and just cannot get out, no matter how much I try. I envy you, Supinity, I really do. I envy you for your ability to move on after combat. I have been trapped in the same rut for almost a year."

"Honestly...after being stuck for years upon years upon years on a icy land. Unmoving with only two other voices for who knows how many years. It makes you used to things...I mean I was created to kill of course, never knew who created us or why we were left abandoned. All I know is, all I know is to kill. Maybe that's why I can move on. Could care less though...if fighting makes myself be myself. Then so be it...But I guess if its suck in your head, then use that pain and use it to beat the hell out of the person who did it. But that's just me..." Supinity just shrugged.

Well, she was doing something she thought to herself. But regardless it seems that she was not best suited for situations like this which required a more gentle tough. She just shrugged once again and pat Teddy on the back. "Even though I can move on after combat, I cant actually do much when I go back to being a sword. Just be glad you don't feel that pain and cant move unless someone moved you."

Teddy paused and sat there for a while. "I don't need to face the person who did this," He begun, as if correcting Supinity, "I need to face the problem itself, stare that memory and the event right in the face. I need to confront this memory somehow."

He stood up, wiping tears from his eyes as he kept the cloth pressed to his nose, trying to return to the same cold expression he met Ebba with. "That was partially why I was traveling around these days," he continued, "I was seeking someway to find psychotherapy, a way to heal these deep wounds. I suffer from issues like these a lot in the past, a lot of battles tended to be traumatic, but I always was able to seek therapy and recover. The only reason this is different is because after I had been banished from my home, my therapy was left behind."

"In any case as most people always say. Good luck? We only here for a short bit, so I have no advice. The others might. Miss goody goody Lazarus is probaly suited for helping people. She always acts so nice and sweet that it almost makes me want to hurl..." Supinity crossed her arms as she noticed his cold expression. That better be him just acting depressed, because if he was looking at her coldy she was not going to be very pleased.

"I certainly hope so," He returned.

He begun to continue walking, rather absentmindedly at that. His cold expression was more him trying to shut his emotions out, but in the past, it ended up only pushing away those that tried to help. He had begun to secretly hope that Supinity's time was up. She seemed interesting at first, but she seemed to have grown somewhat blunt and single-minded on moving and fighting.

But this Lazarus though, with how Ebba and Supinity described her, she sounded like someone who was sweet and nurturing...

...He just hoped she wasn't one of those people who could give a man diabetes with their very presence.

"Supinity...I-Its time to...swap out now..." Ebba spoke to Supinity who in return gave a sigh followed by a shrug. "Eh...I'm actually not mad. There was nothing much to do but at least I got some fresh air...I'll just annoy Celetse as always and duke it out with her...Much more fun than just talking." She seemed to talk to herself when in reality she was talking to Ebba.

Soon her form was sheathed in a white light, she simply smiled and crossed her arms as her form vanished. Soon enough a pair of white wings appeared followed by the form of a woman with elegant clothing. She had an aura of pride however her personality was much different than the air she gave out.

"So, you are the man that was talking to Ebba. I am Lazarus, the headband on her forehead. I am pleased to meet you." She smiled and gave a small bow.

Teddy paused when he saw the flash of light behind him. He turns to the flash as he knew a new personality was switching with Supinity. He watched the process, but the flash of light had left a bit of a glare in his eyes. When the flash cleared, he saw Lazarus, and was genuinely taken aback. He had begun to stare at her, despite her wings, which he had associated with terrifying angels, he had no idea Lazarus would be this beautiful.

He looked at her, wide-eyed, as he began to grow enamored with her in strong infatuation. "Yes," Teddy stammered out, trying to shake it off, "My name is Theodore Ursa, Teddy to some."

"Then allow me to formally greet you Theodore. I want to thank you for taking your time to speak to Ebba and get to know her. She is a kind girl, but she is very shy and timid. So I thank you for being kind to her. Oh, and please calm down, unlike Supinity I am not hostile." Laarus spoke with a nod. She noticed that he seemed wide eyed, so she had just assumed that Supinity might have given him quite a scare.