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[Ditto Armunn]

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Ditto paced the floor. Then stopped for fear that Tarothin might hear her and come into the bedchamber from his study. Wringing her hands, as she had been doing most of the predawn hours, she sat down on the edge of the bed.

She would tell Tarothin what had happened. But, she would do it in her own time. After, she handled it. There was always the chance that he simply wouldn't care since he considered himself in a dream anyway.....but she couldn't take that chance. He had only recently showed signs of coming into his right state of mind, but something like this could also have him thinking it was a ploy by Wraiths in a dream and reverse the progress he'd made. And then again, if he was really out of his head, and in a tempermental mood.....She stopped thinking. She was overthinking things and only scaring herself.

Galnor was right. Yes, tell Tarothin, but take the time to do it right. But what was the right way? Handling things herself after everything might only serve to intensify the insult done to her husband, not allowing him to avenge his honor himself....Honor! Pfft! Ditto kicked hard at the bed post, stubbing her toe enough to bleed. An "OW" escaped her and she clamped her mouth shut, but in doing so, banged her elbow against the upper part of the bedpost. She bit down on her palm to keep from yelling outloud again.

With her hand in her mouth, and staring down at the small ammount of blood on her toe, she had a sudden thought. Perhaps she would not have to deal with Dyn any further. Finding a way to kill him herself, which was her original plan, might not be the best solution. Lack of quantity and lack of detail. Ditto grinned. Taro always did appreciate her simplicity. She had said it herself to Galnor earlier...."Tarothin may overlook a mistake once, maybe even twice, but na three times. Na under his roof."

She would simply tell him, in a nonchalant, oh by the way..way, that a man...no..a gentleman tried ta molest her downstairs. no no...That would na be a very good choice of words.

Mostly honest. Simple. And sounding handled. A statement to cover any mood or mental state of her unpredictable husband. If he, by chance, happen to care, be seen as an insignificant nothing.

Ditto took her hand out of her mouth and tapped her chin in thought. After a few minutes she stood. Looking around the room found the tallest thing in it, the oversized wardrobe, and hobbled over to stand in front of it. She closed her eyes to envision her husband in it's place. When she opened them, she said quietly, in a nonchalant way....
"Oh, by the way, I had a visitor named Mister Dyn over last eve, ta give em candy and he mistakenly grabbed me and kissed me. I hope ya dun mind my harshness, but, I slapped em and spit in his face before askin him ta leave. "

Ditto smiled, pleased with her practice session.
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The Dark Lady, Ditto Armunn, D|O -(hawk# 232286048 )
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Quote: "Oh Great! First I get stabbed and now I'm bleeding!" - Ditto
[quote="Tarothin Armunn"]I know and I have mood swings like a pregnant woman at times. :/ I'm very random.[/quote]

[Tarothin Armunn]

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After listening to her story, the reaction he gave her was not what she had in years past, expected.

"And all you did was slap him? It almost makes me feel that deep down you wish to be the victum of some sorts to let certain things continue on." As he saw a twinge of pain mixed with sadness and shock he continued.

His eyes burned a bright red as his anger flared up. Not at the assulter, but on how things were handled.

"Ditto, you have been with me many years to know the reaction I would give. Why hasn't some of that worn off on you? Has my absence made you forget? You are a full mage that can tame beasts. Cast a spell to paralize him, call upon your dragon to devour him. But a slap?"

"Those actions that were greviously made against you. If you didn't like it as much as you say you do, that person should be dead."

His eyes dimmed to a dark red as his anger subsidded and he looked upon her in a cold expression.

"Do not come to me with such things if that was all that you did to stop his advances after how many times he tried, for it's something that I wont be able to take seriously. Almost as if deep down you wished for it to happen."

Turning his back to her while walking to his study door...

"Talk to our daughter on setting up a warrent for his death if you wish to persue matters further. Make him unable to pass in Dark Cove without his head at risk."

He then opened up the study door and entered in silence closing it behind him.

[Ditto Armunn]

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She stood there. Not moving. Staring at the closed study door in disbelief.
It was a full ten minutes before she convinced her body to move and to walk out of the room herself. Moments later found her on top of the battlements that looked over the whole of DarkCove. But this day, she barely even knew the town existed at all, for her mind still concentrated on Tarothin's words to her. Vicious and then cold. Had she ever seen him this way?
She shook her head as though answering her own question. Not even to an enemy. Not even in a rage. True, he was known for being evil. For being uncaring. But not like this. This was something new. Something very different and very wrong. It had only been the worry of what it was that held back the complete feeling of having been slapped in the face by words. But now, with the fresh sea air hitting her face, and the distant faint smell of a burning body, that she began to feel the anger his words had brought.
Eyes, normally gleaming with violet mischief, now darkened to a smoky gray. Her thumbs rubbing the fingertips quickly, as if summoning a spell, but none came. Her eyes swirled as though comtemplating a manipulation, but she let none come to mind. She merely breathed in deeply and exhaled very slowly and then.......giggled. Her eyes brightened and she went down stairs, a carefree bounce in her step.

A short while later, she was back downstairs in the bedchamber and at the stone desk. A small, dark colored vial marked *Ditto Do Not Touch* rested beside the parchment that she began to write on.

Dear Cuteness,

Though you are Tarothin Armunn, you are na Tarothin Armunn. You have come back, yet have na completely. You make me happy, yet make me angry. I love you, but right now, I do na like you.
Your words to me hurt and ya did na care. You meant ta hurt me and so you succeeded. I congratulate your dishonorable display and lack of truth. If I were a wraith that controlled your reality, I would imbed in this letter, the memory of a time when you were in the Brotherhood and doubting yourself. Your struggle with balancing the man, the daemon, and the General. You were, at one time, over it and you came from it a better and more powerful person. But since I am na a wraith, I have only words and a simple gift to give to you.

Here are the words: You sir, are a poopy-head! No, your absence did na make me forget. Apparently it is -you- that is the forgetful one in this case. I do the things I do for you because I love you, na because you are the boss of me. You are na the boss of me ever, my love. Remember that much at least.
If you choose to believe that I waited, and worried, and spent years trying to bring you back just soz that I could kiss other fellas then go right ahead. We both know the truth of that so do na even waste your time by acusing me with lies again.
As for the insignificant event that transpired, I would also like to REMIND ya that I am na like you. I do na normally go around and rip people apart just because I feel offended or angry. I believe that I handled myself rather well thank ya very much. Other than na letting him in our home again, I, personally, will do nothing more because it is done and over with. If you do na think so, then YOU go handle it however ya like. Whether it be with orders, killin, or grabbin him and kissin him against his will, it matters nau to me. -I- am done with it and will na discuss it further. So there!

One last thing: Though ya hurt me, though ya angered me, I do still love ya. You still remain my heartbeat.

PS: The gift you get if you but ask.

Only Yours,
Ditto

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The Dark Lady, Ditto Armunn, D|O -(hawk# 232286048 )
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Quote: "Oh Great! First I get stabbed and now I'm bleeding!" - Ditto
[quote="Tarothin Armunn"]I know and I have mood swings like a pregnant woman at times. :/ I'm very random.[/quote]