That was about the second time, Mikayla had threatened Kat. In her dreams. Each time kat woke up feeling like the threat had never happened. She felt like something was being turned inside of her. Something to determine that she didn't fuck up. It was starting to annoy her. But the princess had magic, Kat could do nothing. She woke up disturbingly early, in her very own room. Although Pamela wanted to share a room with her, Mikayla had requested that she get a private space to herself. Her room wasn't as big as Pamela's, and it was a floor below her next to the spot they gave to Toby. She gradually made her way to the bathroom to clean up. What was Mikayla's problem anyways? Corey was a grown man, he could make his own decisions. There was no need for her to threaten Kat. She feltl fucking violated by that. Especially since each threat felt like they were speaking in a different reality. Like it wasn't real, but all in her head. And she despised they feeling. After her shower, Kat w
"You can't be serious." Mikayla rubbed her eyes. She used magic to clean her ears because clearly, she was hearing things wrong. There was no way Corey was asking her to take the ship towards the death trap that was the Lorelei rivers. Corey had spent his time researching the water currents, and tried to find a place that matched the riddle. He ended up with the Lorelei rivers, the currents had a pattern each weeks which was interesting at the very least. And Corey wanted nothing more than to explore it. But he felt there was more to that when he uncovered that the river was considered to have a huge effect on ninety percent of the entire game waters. Like the previous currents that he had seen. There was something about the way it moved. It wasn't in the direction they were heading. "Corey, the Lorelei rivers are absolutely dangerous. You can get lost in the beautiful images they show you. They'll trick you into thinking this is the best thing to ever happen to anyone, and then you
"Kat, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Pamela inquired, her forehead wrinkles as she frowns. Kat warily walked over to the part of the floor where Pamela sat. She got to her knees, fingers inching towards her best friend's face. "What does he see in you? Is it your hair?" She reached quickly to grab a piece of Pamela's hair but the slap she received before she could sent her onto her back. Kat blinked, stunned that her pacivist friend had just struck her. "You're being fucking rude. If you have an issue with why Corey likes me, then take it up with the other girls too. If that's all you came to say, then politely see yourself out before I toss you out." Just like that Pamela went back to what she was doing acting as though her friend's words didn't hurt her at all. But honestly, what was wrong with Kat? She knew of her obsession with BG but you can't force people to like you. And Corey was an asshole when he wanted to be. That was something every girl had gotten used too. He's not
Corey had only made it to the edge of Lorelei rivers, the conjunction broken between the torrent green waves and the normal blue ones. He didn't get a chance to explore it when his watch exploded with messages saying that Kat had attacked Pamela and nearly dug her eyes out. Corey teleported back immediately. He was done with her. Done with her annoying behavior. And he wanted her to get the fuck out of his life. She was being too- the second Corey appeared in the middle of the women he noticed something was off. They were bickering about Kat which was normal, but he got an alert that the lock keeper had been on the ship. Every one looked fine, so he assumed they weren't hurt. When Pamela entered the room looking bruised and distraught, she threw herself into Corey's arms and NewAge wasted no time in telling him exactly who that was. He side stepped her and she fell down flat. Shutting everyone woman up. "Kat." He called, but she didn't answer. Yumiko sniffed her again before stalkin
Corey was finally able to search the Lorelei rivers for some answers, two days later. Because he was held down while Pamela was coping with the stress and betrayal, and the women pestering him to make it better as if he could magically take away her pain. He could but he didn't want too, at first. Until it got so bad the second night that Corey had to do something. Soon Pamela was back to her old self, and she acted like it was okay to be betrayed. Corey headed towards the broken part of the river. The division that separated it from the regular water. He was intrigued by its green color. This time the waves had changed. It was too early for the sun to be out. It was too dark for him to see anything on the normal dark blue seas as he walked on top of them. He could see through the green water, that was when Corey heard the first giggle of a female. He heard a splash and turned towards the disolate set of sharp rocks just floating on the Lorelei rivers. The currents were almost like m
Mikayla found Corey a minute after breakfast was announced. She knew him well enough that she didn't bother waiting for him to show up. Some mornings Corey was a busy person. Forgetting that food was essential to his life. He was scribbling down something when she found him and after a moment of just watching him she took note of the water in a clear glass bottle. The color of the Lorelei. She gasped, but Corey still kept his eyes on the microscope. Staring at the contents of the water. Or so she thought. Corey had fingure out that the Lorelei reacted differently to so many things. The only constant, and stable thing that reoccurred each time he added something to it, was how it would grip that thing and never let go. Corey had tried pens, insects, he used a drop each for them and the water acted possessive. Refusing to release its captive. The one thing Corey hadn't tried it on was a living person. He wasn't about to test it on himself. He needed to find a poor sap, then study wha
Mikayla took them to a tropical beach area, because she needed a break and Corey was forced to enjoy it. Well, he was forced to participate and pretend that he was enjoying it. Borba slug one of her masculine arms around his shoulders, and she dragged Corey as they marched over the beach. The girls were having fun, and Corey was instead thinking about what he would do when he found Lorelei. He was able to lead Borba into one of the many canopies where he found a chair to stretch his body on. The orc left him too it as she wanted to beat Misha in volleyball. Corey was bored only three minutes into his relaxing time. He turned his neck to the side, tired of watching the boring blue waves. He instead focused on the heated sand, and the people walking all over it. Corey spotted a man dressed in all black walking his way. The beach wasn't empty. Several people laid around spending their time enjoying all that the island had to offer. When the man reached Corey he dropped a note, and cont
Hi Corey. It's Iriel. While I know I'm the last person you wish to talk too, I've come to you with a bargain. If you'll accept. It appears the people I thought would help me better than you have all turned against me. My freedom is nothing but a dream I have during the nights when I can sleep. I'm terribly worried and I'm not sure what to do.So here I am, writing to you in hopes that you'll help me. I know compassion and empathy are not your things. Which is why I won't even bother to give you a sob story. I'm not dumb. Although lately, I haven't felt that way. And I blame you partially for that. My life wasn't free of shackles and rules, but it was better before I met you. That's besides the point. I can let bygones be bygones, if you and I can reach a deal. I'll tell about the current hit on your life, and how it'll happen in as much details as you'd like, if you once again allow me to join your women so that I can find my freedom. I can almost hear you scoffing as I right this