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Started December 05, 2022 by @FanfictionFanatic-The-Elder group

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"Well, I don't know. But it's getting late. Your room's over there." Mallory points to her left where there is two doors. "Yours is on the left. Mine is the one on the right." She looks back at Maddalena. "You should get some sleep. I need to ponder these things in my mind."

Maddalena nods as she stood up. “Very well. Hopefully one of us will get some answers by morning.” she shrugs, unsure if it either of them will actually be told what to do that soon. For all she knows, the others may just leave her alone for a while as some form of torment.

"Yes, I hope so. Good night, Crazy Hobo Lady." Mallory giggles.

“Good night.” Maddalena echoes, raising a brow at the new nickname. For now, though, she doesn't say anything and heads to the room on the left.

Mallory waits until Maddalena is in her room. Then she goes into her room and lights a candle. She sits on her floor and concentrates. She enters her mind and allows it to be taken where it will go.

At this moment, Maddalena couldn't remember a time when she felt this tired before. But she had also never been banished from her home before either. “Having my power removed must have taken quite a toll.” she hums to herself as she struggles for a moment with her new boots before climbing into the bed. She sighs and falls asleep quicker than she was expecting.

Mallory is greeted with a deep, rich voice. When it speaks, the temperature drops.

It says, "You don't want to see these things, mortal. They will only bring you pain."
Mallory spoke, "Try me."
The scene changed.

Mallory sees a grand hall, with chairs 9 feet tall. The chamber of some gods.
She sees 16 people assembled. The one in the head chair speaks.
"Maddalena has been claimed by a mortal. How should we proceed?"
One god in a red tunic says, "Life threatening bombing run!"
"No, Arta."
A goddess in red speaks, "We could send a snake."
"No, that's been done once before," says the one at the head.
A blonde goddess with bright orange hair speaks, "We could send tortured souls and other nasties after her."
"Hm. I'll consider it, Miania" The man in charge says.
A god in boar hide pauldrons and leather breeches says, "We could send her on a difficult mission to far lands with grueling tasks in order to reach a goal. Hire some baix wolveris to chase them out of the apartment."
"Yes. Good idea, Tracaro." The god in charge says.
"Thank you, Ixstan," Tracaro says.
The scene changes again, and Mallory sees a snow-capped mountain, its stone black. The scene shifts to further up the mountain, in a cave filled with skeletons. Human skeletons.
The scene shifts once more and she sees herself in pain, maybe on the verge of death. And a shining light…

Mallory wakes from her mind and its morning. She senses Maddalena in the kitchen. "DAMN IT, HOW DOES THIS WORK?!" Maddalena yells. (put that in your entry)

Maddalena woke up fairly early with a strange feeling of dread looming over her. “So, you've made your minds.” she mutters as she sits up. She quickly double-checks for her daggers and is relieved to find them still in place. Despite still feeling drowsy, she decides that she wants to test what powers, if any, she might be able to use as she leaves her room and goes back to the main room from last night. At first, she doesn't touch anything but considering how long it's been since she was last in a mortal’s home she can't help herself.

“DAMN IT, HOW DOES THIS WORK?!” Maddalena yells out of sheer frustration, unsure how things could have spiraled into such chaos from just touching a few things.

Mallory walks into the kitchen and says, "Stop." She looks around and notices that Maddalena somehow managed to get a frying pan jammed in between the fridge handles, a spoon stuck the the ceiling, and a butterknife to puncture a ice cube, perfectly through the middle. "Okay, first thing, what the actual hell?" She says walking over and getting the frying pan from in between the handles. She prods at the spoon with her mind, while doing so making it fall. She puts both in the sink. Then she walks over to the ice cube. "Second, how the hell did you manage that?" she says pointing to the ice cube, "It's a butterknife and it's straight through the middle of the cube without any signs of multiple attempts." She noticed Maddalena frozen and not talking. "Oh, right," she says, remembering the binding, "You can move and answer the questions now." Maddalena unfroze.

Maddalena turns and faces Mallory with an unreadable expression on her face, once she's able to move again. “First of all,” she says mimicking the words Mallory just used, “NEVER do that again.” she glared, though there was a touch of fear in her eyes. “And second, I only have an explanation for two of these.” she admits referring to the chaos around them. “At first, I was just exploring your home and got a little bored so I wanted practice my throwing skills and accidentally threw that spoon a little harder than I intended.” she shrugs. “As for that I wanted to test what abilities I might still have and, apparently, I can use basic elemental powers… Though ice is not one I prefer to use but it was the least destructive.” she explains, referring to the knife in the ice.

Mallory sighs. "Of course that's your first priority." She takes the ice cube and puts it in the freezer. "We're keeping that." She gets out some food. "Want some breakfast?"

Maddalena rolls her eyes before chuckling at Mallory saving the iced knife. “Listen, obviously I have never been in this situation before. So excuse me for wanting to be certain that I'm not completely helpless as a mortal.” she explains, taking a seat so she's not in the way.

Mallory thinks for a moment. "I can call a friend to help determine what you have left. He's better at that than I am."