*Max*
I smile inwardly as Liz and Xadalyn exchange pleasantries. I know it's strange for her to suddenly have a new daughter of sorts. Strange for me, too, but at least I know what I am to her. I may not be the father she wants, but I am her father. I can imagine how strange it must feel for Xada to suddenly have us here -- a little like when we first discovered Tess and Nacedo and all the things we thought were true became changed almost overnight. Hopefully, we'll soon figure out how all the pieces fit...
Suddenly Dom bursts in, furious about the safety of the palace and Xadalyn in particular. I'm glad someone concerned is looking out for her and the others here. Naturally, they're speaking Antarian, and it's hard to keep up, but I try to give Liz a summary of the man's worlds. I'm not exactly sure how Dom fits in yet, save that he's obviously a surrogate father-figure for Xada. If I have a chance, I'd like to thank him for that...
“Why was she in here all by herself? Where were you? Off doing a handmaiden I suppose.” Dom yells as Skyler comes in.
"She's not alone. We're here with her," I say. But even as the words escape my mouth, I realize that isn't what Dom means. It's not even that he thinks Liz or I are threats to the acting Queen, only that there were no trained guards. Still, I don't believe she has a guard with her every moment. She was alone when she found Khivar and I'm fairly sure nobody was in her chambers with her to guard her as she slept last night -- although perhaps Dom feels this should have been done. Concidering the potential danger from Khivar's loyalists, he might be right.
Xadalyn controls them both with only a few well-chosen words, sending them each on separate errands. Something that again leaves her un-guarded, although neither man seems to have noticed that fact.
It is only then that Xada directs her attention to us again. “My apologies. Those two have been trying to kill each other for years. They are usually more subtle about it though.”
I nod. I have a feeling that Xadalyn herself is the reason for their conflict, although I'm not exactly sure why. I'm guessing there's more to it than just the fact that Skyler and his troops were apparently trained by Dom...
"It's clear that they both care about you a great deal," I say.
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Kyria
"Surely you don't intend to spend the rest of your life running after my sister and attacking goons?" Xan asks.
"Well,... it is nice to think about doing other things...but this, this is my life. Protecting Xada isn't just what I do, it's become who I am. Things here work different than on Earth, my destiny and life is to protect her..." I say as my mind wonders off, thinking of what I could be doing. Sure, I daydreamed from time to time of what I could be doing.... daydreaming of love, friends, childern of my own.... but my life right now was tied up... with everything going on with Kavar those thoughts had to be pushed to the back of my mind... if not completely out of my mind.
"Surely you don't intend to spend the rest of your life running after my sister and attacking goons?" Xan asks.
"Well,... it is nice to think about doing other things...but this, this is my life. Protecting Xada isn't just what I do, it's become who I am. Things here work different than on Earth, my destiny and life is to protect her..." I say as my mind wonders off, thinking of what I could be doing. Sure, I daydreamed from time to time of what I could be doing.... daydreaming of love, friends, childern of my own.... but my life right now was tied up... with everything going on with Kavar those thoughts had to be pushed to the back of my mind... if not completely out of my mind.
Skyler-
Upon my enterance to the library I see Dom. Dom and I haven't really ever gotten along. He has always resented me for taking his position and I sometimes tend to throw it in his face. I do it to remind him that he doesn't lead me anymore.
“Why was she in here all by herself? Where were you? Off doing a handmaiden I suppose.” I start to steam. He knows me well enough to know that I would die for Xada. I start towards Dom opening my mouth to yell and Xada stops us, “Gentlemen. Do not make me get out of this chair.” I turn to Xada, who is not even looking at us, and smile. I love when she gets authoratative.
My attention quickly shoots back to Dom who I am sure knows what I am thinking by the way I send him the most horrid glares. “Apologies, My Lady.” Dom has always been a suck up in my opinion. I give him a sarcastic smile before his stomps out of the room.
I turn and grab the handle to the door, “Lord Anton will you go make sure the landing platform is ready for our guests.” I knew that was coming. I knew she would send me on some arrand to keep me from pounding his ass, “Yes, My Queen.” I turn slightly to give Xada my fake smile before exiting.
I head down the halls on my way to check the landing platform hoping and pray Dom would step in my way, but no sign of him. He runs from every conflict. I reach the landing platform and search for the nearest guard. "Are we ready for tonight?" I quiz the young boy. "Yes sir, I have personally made it my duty to get everything ready." I nod, "Good job. Come find me personally if there are any problems." I turn before the boy can reply.
Upon my enterance to the library I see Dom. Dom and I haven't really ever gotten along. He has always resented me for taking his position and I sometimes tend to throw it in his face. I do it to remind him that he doesn't lead me anymore.
“Why was she in here all by herself? Where were you? Off doing a handmaiden I suppose.” I start to steam. He knows me well enough to know that I would die for Xada. I start towards Dom opening my mouth to yell and Xada stops us, “Gentlemen. Do not make me get out of this chair.” I turn to Xada, who is not even looking at us, and smile. I love when she gets authoratative.
My attention quickly shoots back to Dom who I am sure knows what I am thinking by the way I send him the most horrid glares. “Apologies, My Lady.” Dom has always been a suck up in my opinion. I give him a sarcastic smile before his stomps out of the room.
I turn and grab the handle to the door, “Lord Anton will you go make sure the landing platform is ready for our guests.” I knew that was coming. I knew she would send me on some arrand to keep me from pounding his ass, “Yes, My Queen.” I turn slightly to give Xada my fake smile before exiting.
I head down the halls on my way to check the landing platform hoping and pray Dom would step in my way, but no sign of him. He runs from every conflict. I reach the landing platform and search for the nearest guard. "Are we ready for tonight?" I quiz the young boy. "Yes sir, I have personally made it my duty to get everything ready." I nod, "Good job. Come find me personally if there are any problems." I turn before the boy can reply.
OOC: shadows, can you believe that I didn't notice your post? Wahhh, I'm such an idiot! Whooops! 
Sorry, my fault! Lol 
Alexander
"Well,... it is nice to think about doing other things...but this, this is my life. Protecting Xada isn't just what I do, it's become who I am. Things here work different than on Earth, my destiny and life is to protect her..."
It was remarkable, how one girl could be so dedicated to a job like hers. Kyria had more courage and brains than the girls on Earth ever had- make that girls and guys combined. Heck, would I want to do this forever and accept it as- what, destiny?
I believed that she deserved much more than that. She just didn't want to see it that way.
But I supposed I shouldn't drag on on the subject- it was obvious that this was what she wanted to do. Whatever I said wasn't going to change anything- I was, after all, still a stranger . . .
And yet she had shown me her secret spot. I smiled at the thought. She was an interesting girl- almost mysterious, I'd say. On Earth, all the girls I had known had never really appealed to me. And all of a sudden, I found myself looking at this alien, feeling things I had never felt before.
"I love this place. It's going to be . . ." I looked around, heaving a sigh as my eyes caught the splendid view. ". . . well, it's just going to be so hard for me to leave this place. Antar."
Sorry, my fault! Lol Alexander
"Well,... it is nice to think about doing other things...but this, this is my life. Protecting Xada isn't just what I do, it's become who I am. Things here work different than on Earth, my destiny and life is to protect her..."
It was remarkable, how one girl could be so dedicated to a job like hers. Kyria had more courage and brains than the girls on Earth ever had- make that girls and guys combined. Heck, would I want to do this forever and accept it as- what, destiny?
I believed that she deserved much more than that. She just didn't want to see it that way.
But I supposed I shouldn't drag on on the subject- it was obvious that this was what she wanted to do. Whatever I said wasn't going to change anything- I was, after all, still a stranger . . .
And yet she had shown me her secret spot. I smiled at the thought. She was an interesting girl- almost mysterious, I'd say. On Earth, all the girls I had known had never really appealed to me. And all of a sudden, I found myself looking at this alien, feeling things I had never felt before.
"I love this place. It's going to be . . ." I looked around, heaving a sigh as my eyes caught the splendid view. ". . . well, it's just going to be so hard for me to leave this place. Antar."
Kyria
". . . well, it's just going to be so hard for me to leave this place. Antar."
I listened to Xan speak.
"I wouldn't say that..." I said looking at him and getting up from my spot where I was sitting, "You, you had a great life on Earth. A wonderful family... that got to actually act like a real family. Here your dad would have been so busy with things that he wouldn't have been able to be a real father...." I sighed and looked over at the view of Antar.
"Sometimes I come up here just to daydream... it's a very human thing to do, but I still find myself doing it sometimes.... but I daydream of a life away from Antar, far away from Antar.... where I can be anyone and live a life as a normal person.... where who I am isn't just what I do...." I smiled and shook of the thought, realizing I was letting my guard down way too much, I never allowed myself to do that.... what was going on here...
"I have things to do, we can't stay here much longer." returning to my cold, distant voice,... trying my best to close myself off again.
". . . well, it's just going to be so hard for me to leave this place. Antar."
I listened to Xan speak.
"I wouldn't say that..." I said looking at him and getting up from my spot where I was sitting, "You, you had a great life on Earth. A wonderful family... that got to actually act like a real family. Here your dad would have been so busy with things that he wouldn't have been able to be a real father...." I sighed and looked over at the view of Antar.
"Sometimes I come up here just to daydream... it's a very human thing to do, but I still find myself doing it sometimes.... but I daydream of a life away from Antar, far away from Antar.... where I can be anyone and live a life as a normal person.... where who I am isn't just what I do...." I smiled and shook of the thought, realizing I was letting my guard down way too much, I never allowed myself to do that.... what was going on here...
"I have things to do, we can't stay here much longer." returning to my cold, distant voice,... trying my best to close myself off again.
Alexander
"... but I daydream of a life away from Antar, far away from Antar.... where I can be anyone and live a life as a normal person.... where who I am isn't just what I do...." Kyria said, a smile softening her face, making her look . . . beautiful. Or, well, more beautiful.
And then, all too suddenly, her expression changed to one that was hard and cold again. "I have things to do, we can't stay here much longer."
I realised that she was afraid. Afraid to reveal too much to me. Afraid to be someone other than who she was supposedly destine to be.
Without thinking, I took her hands into mine and held them firmly. "There's so much out there to see, Kyria, to do. You can be anyone. You can live a normal life," I told her, looking into her eyes again, and this time I knew my gaze was intense. I had never done this before, but I felt that this girl needed to know this . . . She had been strong for too long that she seemed to have lost herself, almost. "I'm not saying that you should abandon your duties, but you've forgotten that you need to live. You and I both know that you desire something more. You can pretend all you want, but that's a fact, whether you want to acknowledge it or not."
As soon as I had finished speaking, I wondered if I had done the right thing. Her wishes and her personal life were none of my business; I had no right to pry or to get involved, to tell her what to do.
But I just . . . couldn't help it.
"... but I daydream of a life away from Antar, far away from Antar.... where I can be anyone and live a life as a normal person.... where who I am isn't just what I do...." Kyria said, a smile softening her face, making her look . . . beautiful. Or, well, more beautiful.
And then, all too suddenly, her expression changed to one that was hard and cold again. "I have things to do, we can't stay here much longer."
I realised that she was afraid. Afraid to reveal too much to me. Afraid to be someone other than who she was supposedly destine to be.
Without thinking, I took her hands into mine and held them firmly. "There's so much out there to see, Kyria, to do. You can be anyone. You can live a normal life," I told her, looking into her eyes again, and this time I knew my gaze was intense. I had never done this before, but I felt that this girl needed to know this . . . She had been strong for too long that she seemed to have lost herself, almost. "I'm not saying that you should abandon your duties, but you've forgotten that you need to live. You and I both know that you desire something more. You can pretend all you want, but that's a fact, whether you want to acknowledge it or not."
As soon as I had finished speaking, I wondered if I had done the right thing. Her wishes and her personal life were none of my business; I had no right to pry or to get involved, to tell her what to do.
But I just . . . couldn't help it.
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~*Xadalyn*~
"It's clear that they both care about you a great deal,” he says and before I can take back the words they come out sounding more harshly than I intended. “It’s there job to care.” I say.
There were so many things I wanted to know. Mother never told Max about me, why would she do that? And to top it off why did Xan get to stay on earth and not me? I suppose I felt a bit jaded…my first memories were of me and mother running for our lives….why didn’t she take me too? And why couldn’t we have lived on Earth? I realize my parents didn’t love each other but did they hate each other so much that mother thought she couldn’t even live on the same planet as he?
Love and hate, secrets and lies…there seems to be a fine line in between them. How many times where these lines crossed in order to keep me away from my father and brother? And what was the point? Me and Xan share a power I’ve never even heard of…I felt that power…I know what its like to be invincible…is that why we were kept apart? Slowly the pieces were starting to fall into place but there was still to much missing.
“I should be going.” I tell them as I start to leave. There were many questions but some things you needed to find out for yourself.
"It's clear that they both care about you a great deal,” he says and before I can take back the words they come out sounding more harshly than I intended. “It’s there job to care.” I say.
There were so many things I wanted to know. Mother never told Max about me, why would she do that? And to top it off why did Xan get to stay on earth and not me? I suppose I felt a bit jaded…my first memories were of me and mother running for our lives….why didn’t she take me too? And why couldn’t we have lived on Earth? I realize my parents didn’t love each other but did they hate each other so much that mother thought she couldn’t even live on the same planet as he?
Love and hate, secrets and lies…there seems to be a fine line in between them. How many times where these lines crossed in order to keep me away from my father and brother? And what was the point? Me and Xan share a power I’ve never even heard of…I felt that power…I know what its like to be invincible…is that why we were kept apart? Slowly the pieces were starting to fall into place but there was still to much missing.
“I should be going.” I tell them as I start to leave. There were many questions but some things you needed to find out for yourself.
*Max*
The bitterness in Xada's voice as she answers is unmistakeable. It reminds me of some of the feelings I picked up in the flashes during our connection when I healed her. A nearly overwhelming sense of responsibility and obligation. She felt, and probably still feels, -- trapped. Her whole life laid out before her. Planned in almost every detail. No time to be a child.
My heart aches for her. As much as I'd felt trapped by destiny at her age, it had been far away on a world I had no idea how to even get to. And in time, it became clear that I'd escaped that destiny entirely. Or at least, I thought I had, until yesterday. Now, I'm no longer sure how much of that destiny is still waiting to claim me...
I would never want to give up the life I shared on Earth with Liz and Alexander and Sarah, but I still wish I could have been here to protect Xadalyn, too. But even as I picture myself here, being father to both Xan and Xada, I can't seem to see sharing that life with Tess... As a single father and fugitive King, yes, or with Liz would be much better. But with Tess -- I can't even imagine it. In my mind, I can only see Tess as a manipulative, lying murderer, but somehow, she was a mother to our daughter. She was the Queen in that portrait...
Still, I'm quite sure that Xada's wrong about Skylar and Dom. These two care about her a great deal for just being herself. Not merely from duty...
"Xadalyn, Wait!" I call, hoping to hold her back. "There's no need for you to run. I'd like to talk to you. I never knew I'd had another daughter and I'd really like to get to know you."
Not only do I want to know her as a person, I want to know more about her life here with Tess, and without her. I want to know what she expects of me, what she wants. I may not be able to give it to her, but I need to know...
The bitterness in Xada's voice as she answers is unmistakeable. It reminds me of some of the feelings I picked up in the flashes during our connection when I healed her. A nearly overwhelming sense of responsibility and obligation. She felt, and probably still feels, -- trapped. Her whole life laid out before her. Planned in almost every detail. No time to be a child.
My heart aches for her. As much as I'd felt trapped by destiny at her age, it had been far away on a world I had no idea how to even get to. And in time, it became clear that I'd escaped that destiny entirely. Or at least, I thought I had, until yesterday. Now, I'm no longer sure how much of that destiny is still waiting to claim me...
I would never want to give up the life I shared on Earth with Liz and Alexander and Sarah, but I still wish I could have been here to protect Xadalyn, too. But even as I picture myself here, being father to both Xan and Xada, I can't seem to see sharing that life with Tess... As a single father and fugitive King, yes, or with Liz would be much better. But with Tess -- I can't even imagine it. In my mind, I can only see Tess as a manipulative, lying murderer, but somehow, she was a mother to our daughter. She was the Queen in that portrait...
Still, I'm quite sure that Xada's wrong about Skylar and Dom. These two care about her a great deal for just being herself. Not merely from duty...
"Xadalyn, Wait!" I call, hoping to hold her back. "There's no need for you to run. I'd like to talk to you. I never knew I'd had another daughter and I'd really like to get to know you."
Not only do I want to know her as a person, I want to know more about her life here with Tess, and without her. I want to know what she expects of me, what she wants. I may not be able to give it to her, but I need to know...
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~Xadalyn~
"Xadalyn, Wait! There's no need for you to run. I'd like to talk to you. I never knew I'd had another daughter and I'd really like to get to know you." He says and I stop trying to leave.
I turn to look at him. Might as well get this out now. “I’d like that too, but I have some questions…what was you and my mother’s relationship like. She never really talked about earth but every once in a while she’d let things slip about you and it wasn’t usually good things. So I assume your relationship wasn’t a good one.” I say remembering all the times I did things that angered my mother and she would say I was behaving ‘just like my father’.
So naturally, even a child could determine that there mother didn’t like there father, so of course love was totally out of the picture. But then there had been the times, rarely, that I would cross my arms a certain way in thought or smile a genuine smile and she would say almost sadly how I reminded her of him.
“I realize you didn’t love her, but did you hate her, I guess that is what I want to know and if you did, why?” I ask him
"Xadalyn, Wait! There's no need for you to run. I'd like to talk to you. I never knew I'd had another daughter and I'd really like to get to know you." He says and I stop trying to leave.
I turn to look at him. Might as well get this out now. “I’d like that too, but I have some questions…what was you and my mother’s relationship like. She never really talked about earth but every once in a while she’d let things slip about you and it wasn’t usually good things. So I assume your relationship wasn’t a good one.” I say remembering all the times I did things that angered my mother and she would say I was behaving ‘just like my father’.
So naturally, even a child could determine that there mother didn’t like there father, so of course love was totally out of the picture. But then there had been the times, rarely, that I would cross my arms a certain way in thought or smile a genuine smile and she would say almost sadly how I reminded her of him.
“I realize you didn’t love her, but did you hate her, I guess that is what I want to know and if you did, why?” I ask him
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~Xadalyn~
"Xadalyn, Wait! There's no need for you to run. I'd like to talk to you. I never knew I'd had another daughter and I'd really like to get to know you." He says and I stop trying to leave.
I turn to look at him. Might as well get this out now. “I’d like that too, but I have some questions…what was you and my mother’s relationship like. She never really talked about earth but every once in a while she’d let things slip about you and it wasn’t usually good things. So I assume your relationship wasn’t a good one.” I say remembering all the times I did things that angered my mother and she would say I was behaving ‘just like my father’.
So naturally, even a child could determine that there mother didn’t like there father, so of course love was totally out of the picture. But then there had been the times, rarely, that I would cross my arms a certain way in thought or smile a genuine smile and she would say almost sadly how I reminded her of him.
“I realize you didn’t love her, but did you hate her, I guess is what I want to know and if you did, why?” I ask him
"Xadalyn, Wait! There's no need for you to run. I'd like to talk to you. I never knew I'd had another daughter and I'd really like to get to know you." He says and I stop trying to leave.
I turn to look at him. Might as well get this out now. “I’d like that too, but I have some questions…what was you and my mother’s relationship like. She never really talked about earth but every once in a while she’d let things slip about you and it wasn’t usually good things. So I assume your relationship wasn’t a good one.” I say remembering all the times I did things that angered my mother and she would say I was behaving ‘just like my father’.
So naturally, even a child could determine that there mother didn’t like there father, so of course love was totally out of the picture. But then there had been the times, rarely, that I would cross my arms a certain way in thought or smile a genuine smile and she would say almost sadly how I reminded her of him.
“I realize you didn’t love her, but did you hate her, I guess is what I want to know and if you did, why?” I ask him