The Proper Role-Play

I start growling, lifting myself from my sleep. "Do not touch me, Cat of Bastet." A voice from within me hisses, my eyes turned orange.

 

I walk out of my bed, the moon still up. "That will'nt do anything." The voice says.

 

I twist around and slowly back away eyes wide. Master wouldn't have taken him over...?! I flash a hand to my ribs crouching in pain.

 

(um what the heck lol...weird) I turn suddenly.

"Uh...oh..not good. Um Tess stay unaffected I um gotta...take care of something...crap." I say and pull my Broadsword out and have it steady with two hands.

"Smoghter?" I ask and slowly walks towards him.

 

"That name.. Is not mine. This body's, it may be. But not mine. I host in bodies like this, strong, nice, but a dark side. When I take over, that dark side is amplified after I leave. My name.. He knows it, and you know it, cat of Bastet, but you do not KNOW it." The voice smiles, and the light begins to fade from my eyes.

 

"Uhh..." looks from Tess to Smighter several times then backs up over to Tess, sword still readied, looking around nervously.

"Not..good...not good..at all." I gulp.

 

I am backed up to the wall, eyes wide and terrified. I shiver, not knowing yet knowing what had happened.

 

"Stay away from him for awhile got it." I say out of the corner of my mouth to Tess.

"Smighter. Are you there..." I say again.

 

I drop to the ground, eyes closed but heart still beating. The orange moon slowly disappears behind some mountains and I start shivering.

 

"....stay here.."I say quietly and edge towards him. Nudges him lightly with my foot and turns him onto his back and lifts his eyelids.

"Smighter," I say, "if you can hear me say Yes."

 

I shiver more. "Euch. Y-y-yes." I whisper, my dreams haunting me. I put a hand out, reaching for help up. "Pl-lease help me up." I say hoarsely.

 

Looks to both sides and warily reaches my hand out and tries to pull him up.

 

I put an arm over your shoulder when I get up. "Bri-ing me to my cabin. I need to comprehend what just happened." I say, barely able to speak.

 

I slowly edge along the side of the boat and make a mad dash for my cabin slamming the door behind me as I open the memory box and frantically looks thru it.

 

I hoist you over my shoulder and walks you to your cabin and lays you on your bed.

"Erm...what the heck was that.." I ask still stunned.

 

"I'll.. Tell yo-u la-later. Wh-en I ca-can use my voice." I say, the last part hurriedly. I crawl towards my sketch book and grab it, beginning to write like mad.

 

"Erm...I guess I need to drive the boat? Somehow....?" I ask suddenly hitting me.

"You okay if I check on her for a sec? If you need me just yell." I say

 

"Just keep the wheel steady, pointing towards there." I croak and point a direction.

 

I finally find what I'm looking for and pulls it out. A sword from an Orc long ago. When I was able to shift to anything. I hold it and think of that past, when I got the wound.

 

I nod and rush towards the wheel and you feel it jerk hard to the direction.

".....SORRY! Um...Hold on?" I croak the last part.