Lafiel felt shocked as she suddenly found herself embraced she had given no resistance and had returned the hug at first it seemed so natural to hug a friend or anyone for that matter. As seconds passed it hurt her deeply it started within her invade her being she felt cold she placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed against him summoning all her strengh alas she was too weak to remove him from her and free herself from the embrace her mind rocked like a boat in a storm it was genuinely hurting her.
Lafiel heard his words now they made her more sad but in defiance to the pain inside her she bit back a scream though her face was now contorted in pain and imparted wisdom upon his ears in a ghost of a whisper, "There is always a choice Christopher though it may not always be seen through clear eyes. One is only a pawn when one has surrendered and stopped fighting when one gives freely of oneself unto that which would destroy you for no living being is truely mastered unless they give of themselves that which must be protected. For by no measure of pain, or overshadowing will power can a living being be truely dominated unless they give unto a foreign master their soul."
Lafiel tried her best efforts to gain free of his embrace not to any success she felt like the air around her was being compressed that the walls around her mind were being pushed in an in her heart she felt cold not from pain but from fear as she spoke she hid the fear deep down and tried to make her tone as neutral as possible only to have her voice betray the strain in her voice with a hint of pain and fear, "Let go of me please your hurting me." As Lafiel gain free she took two steps back and suddenly felt like a whoosh of fresh air the feeling of being crushed from within her mind had stopped yet her body felt weakened as she stepped back she wobbled slightly unsteady on her feat. She spun on her heel and began walking away before spinning back around as she got halfway to her table again. Her smile was grim between that of care for a friend that once was truely recognised by those words and the looming threat but when she spoke she spoke so all could hear her, "I would sooner see my own destruction than to fall from grace and succumb to a malevolent force to yield unto such a master and sacrifice all the lives of humanity. For there is no greater price in this life than that of taking the life of another, for life is the purest most beautiful, precious treasure through out all the stars and no single living entity can be brought back once its life has been stolen from it. Only someone truely evil or twistedly malevolent would be weak enough to turn upon such a precious thing you need but see the wars around us although the four founding houses of sirius may be blind unto the right way of preserving life they all fight for it till their last breathe." Lafiel suddenly felt her body weaken her voice continued in but a whisper, "To be alive is to understand how precious life to be human is to appreciate it and ones duty to respect and protect it. It is only the weak that stray from this path for it is not weak to value life and should we meet again on different terms I will not hesitate to do all in my power to stop you even should it mean the cost of my own life."
Lafiel turned her back on him for the last time as she headed towards her table her legs gave way and she collapsed. Sophia was at her side before Lafiel could even touch the ground her arms wrapped around her as Oliver got up Sophia put a hand out to hold him at bay and gesture for him to sit down again for she knew even before it had happened that Oliver had drawn his gun and was miliseconds away from firing it. Sophia stared at Christopher her eyes a flame her hand returned to Lafiel as she held her motherly ready to protect her sister and kill who ever should come near. Oliver sat down again not quite holstering his gun prepared for what ever should happen next.
It was in the cold silence of the room that Sophia heard her little sister speak directly into her mind unbeknown to anyone else, "I am fine just a little disorientated, it is almost like his very presence is smothering an strange its not like everyone else in the room." Lafiel eyes fluttered open again as if she were groggy. Sophia moved to sit down back at their table cradling her sister with one arm as she got a small flask out and poured a clear solution into a teacup mixing it with tea before bringing it to Lafiels lips and helping her drink it even though Lafiel resisted. Sophia felt almost amused that the touch of her little sisters mind the colourful images that she suddenly found dancing in her own mind as Lafiel spoke again the same way protesting, "Its bitter!". Sophia's smiled at the innocent young lady that she cradled as she responded in kind to her sister speaking with her mind, "Drink Lafie, yes I know its bitter but it will help you regain some of your strengh. My ships doctor gave it to me in case I found myself in the snow an ulikely situation though I do believe."
The sudden tension in the room broke again as Sophia busily attended her sister while Oliver returned to his paper for the fourth time as he signaled for more tea to Christy. None of them paid attention to the officers especially Miss Silsbury as it was decided a long while ago by Oliver and Sophia that she had developed some kind of strange personal hate an vendetta against Lafiel who seemed none the wiser and held her at a level of some regard. It had been Olivers offered thoughts that she was just playing childish politics and suffered from small person big ego complex which frustrated him to tears as it was extremely unproffesional although if he did know anything more about Silsbury he never let on.
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