( Accidental Video )

[confined_to_briah]

( Alexiel's communicator is sitting on the edge of her bathroom sink. The picture is obviously skewed. This is a video that no one was meant to see.

As she stares at her reflection wearing little more than a bath towel, she reaches up and touches her cheeks. There is a strange light in her eyes and, for those who are sensitive to such things, a pulsating, powerful aura surrounding her. She raises a hand and the towel begins to slip, revealing more of her pale skin yet, at the last second, she comes back to herself enough to grab it with her free hand. Her upraised hand is soon pressed against the glass of the mirror. )

Am I meant to seek you endlessly? ( She doesn't shed tears, however the emotion shaking her voice is obvious. ) You will never know.

( Waiting in the City is slowly grinding against her self-restraint. She moves in a way that suggests she is forcing herself to bury all of the negative emotions her appearance causes her to feel.

So like him. Twins.

There really is no telling what she sees in the mirror. Are they nightmares? Visions?

To have this body and not be able to reach him is torture. This is a side she never wanted anyone else to see. With a quick swipe of her hand, she knocks her communicator away from her and the screen goes black. )

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[sympathyforme]

I had a lot of time to hone them.

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[confined_to_briah]

Far too much. ( Her expression falls. )

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[sympathyforme]

[He puts his palm against her face and holds her gaze.]

And for however much longer it might take.

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[confined_to_briah]

My fool. ( While those words might seem derogatory, they are said with as much affection as Alexiel can muster. )

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[sympathyforme]

You are no better. Just not for me.

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[confined_to_briah]

( She smiles instead of denying it. )

You are not one to be chained to one woman or one man.

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[sympathyforme]

And you, Alexiel? How much longer will you be chained to him?

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[confined_to_briah]

Until he no longer has need of me. ( There's no mistaking that she looks fatigued. This chain is a burden, make no mistake, yet she loves him and always has. )

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[sympathyforme]

[So much he has to say to that, but so little room he has to talk. So he doesn't say any of it and just quietly cards his fingers through her hair.]

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[confined_to_briah]

( She prefers it when he's outspoken. This silence is unsettling and, for some reason, it makes her sad. )

What do you want?

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[sympathyforme]

Your freedom, Alexiel.

[Isn't that, in a way, all he's been wanting for so long?]