Emotional Baggage - Voltra Online

Amber Lynne

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Erica made her way to the door, opened it and Rene, along with whomever was down there, instantly felt the air change. The difference now, was that Rene knew what it was.

She had her hand and wrist unwrapped at the moment. It was something he'd noticed she was doing more and more, probably becauise she knew that she could affect Felix.

Rene on the other hand... If she wasn't careful, she could completely fuck him up without trying.

She made her way downstairs about ten minutes later, with Felix on her shoulders.

"Yes?" She asked as she entered the room that Rene was in.

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As soon as she entered the room, she noticed who the other person was.

He looked to be older than Rene. While Rene looked to be in his early to mid-20's, this man looked to solidly be in his mid-30's. And he was definitely bulkier than Rene... but that wasn't saying much.

But his eyes... she saw in his eyes that he was a man that had experienced a lot in his life. Possibly more than anyone else could possibly comprehend. And they were fixed on Rene with a subtle hardened glare.

When he saw her, though, those eyes softened, and he smiled.

"Hello, Erica." he greeted her.

"I'm Vincent." he introduced himself.

"And I'm here to help you."

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Erica was silent for a moment before smirking.

"Someone not impressed with REne?" She asked after a moment, having picked up on the glare.

"Not that I can blame you. He does SO much while I'm around tha the shouldn't in the presence of a child!" she exclaimed, just poking fun at it all. She didn't really think Rene was all that bad, but considering it seemed like there was already something between them, she figured poking fun at it all would be all right.
Besides, she had to show Rene she wasn't too bad off, didn't she?

"And hi. You already know I'm Erica, so that makes my introduction moot."

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Vincent raised an eyebrow, and looked at Rene.

"Surely you recognize a joke, Remmington." Rene said.

"I do." Vincent replied.

"Though it doesn't change the fact that I, on some level, honestly agree with her statement." he added.

"....yes, I know." Rene sighed, looking at Erica.

"Vincent and I have... a history." he told her. "A history of when I was... different." he went on, looking off to the side and exhaling slowly.

"Regardless, if there's anyone in this world that can help you, it's him." he reasoned.

"And I shall." Vincent responded.

"Erica... would it be all right if we chatted privately?" he then asked her, almost cordially.

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Erica just shrugged.

'I figured." She commented.

"That mark on your neck certainly implies a different you is in your past." She added, proving just how perceptive she was before looking to Vincent.

"Sure, although I don't have an issue if Rene sticks around and hears it, whatever it is."

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"Rene, you're free to be a part of this." Vincent told him.

"Very well." Rene replied.

"And after this, I'll tell you about my own markings." he then told her.

With that, the three of them made their way to the living room, and Vincent sat across from Erica, with the two of them facing each other, and Rene was off to the size.

"Erica, I've been told you have a very special ability." Vincent said to her.

"However, it's been a source of great stress, hasn't it?" he asked.

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Erica just shrugged.

"It's life. I gotta deal with it." She commented.

"If I let this get me down, I certainly can't handle anything else life throws my way, now can I?" She asked.

"Besides, oI just gotta live on my own and I'll be ok. Work from home somehow."

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Vincent sighed.

"I once heard someone else say something similar to that." he told her.

"Things didn't go well for him." he said.

"He thought that he needed to shun the world. Lock himself away from it." he went on. "And the mark devoured him." he told her further.

"Figuratively, of course." he clarified.

"But he became an emotionless husk of a man. Almost soulless, one could say." he informed her.

"Let me help you. You don't have to be alone in this world, locked away because of something you can control, but don't know how to." he implored her.

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"Ok. First off, lemme stop you there." Erica started, "I know I won't be eaten by this thing, so to speak. I've actualyl figured out a way to help slow, or even stop the damned effects on me overall."

"Animals. I cannot affect animals. Ever. At all. Period." She then said.

"So this little furball helps keep me sane - literally. It's something I realized about two months ago, actually." She paused a moment before sighing.

"But while I won't let it get me down, because it's pointless to stress out about the cards your dealt, you gotta just make the best of the situation, I won't ever deny help."

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"Well, then." Vincent replied.

"You already have a better attitude." he commented.

"Good." he said.

"But I do know of ways that can help you even more." he told her further.

"I've been around for a while... and even though I do not have your abilities, I DO know how to control them."

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'I learned quick what helps and what doesn't." Erica commented honestly.

"And I'm always looking for better means of controlling this damned curse. Aside from chopping my arm of... but even then, it'd probably just sprout up elsewhere."

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"Hm." Vincent muttered.

"Well... I shan't comment on that." he said.

"However..." he then mumbled, looking at her.

"May I see it?" he asked.

"Your marking, that is?" he clarified.

"Because I think you don't need much of my help in terms of counselling and such." he went on. "But I can think of one major thing I can do to help you." he continued.

"However, that relies on my seeing it." he said further.

"Rene, you might want to leave." he then told Rene.

"I can 'shield' myself to a degree, but I don't know if you can." he finished.

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Both of them could see the sheer hesitation, fear, at unwrapping her hand and wrist. It couldn't be denied, or ignored.

She was being asked to do the one thing that she had promised to herself that she would never do. She couldn't believe it, either.

"I..." She started, seeming to be completely different than previously as she bit her bottom lip.

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Rene was silent, before getting up and making his way over.

"It's all right." he said.

"I'll leave the room so you don't affect me." he told her.

"Vincent knows what he's doing, and he just wants to help you." he went on.

"I promise." he finished, before smiling and giving her a hug.

Vincent watched all this, and smiled a little.

'Well, I'll be.' he thought.

'Maybe there IS something to what you've been saying all this time, Nakia...'

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Erica returned the hug, but really didn't seem to be wanting to do this. It was strictly because she knew what would happen as she unwrapped it.

She hoped that Rene would be out of the area of effect, but she didn't know. Sometimes, it went through walls. Usually it was contained to the room she was in though, thankfully.

Unless a door or window or something was open, of cours.e

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Rene broke the hug, and then nodded.

"I'll head to my bedroom." he told her.

"Don't worry." he then said.

"Things'll be fine. You'll see." he assured her, before getting up and heading out of the room.

With that, she heard his footsteps heading up the stairs, and saw Vincent seeming to concentrate hard on something, his eyes closed intently.

After about 15 seconds, he opened his eyes.

"All right." he said. "I'm ready whenever you are." he told her.

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Erica was silent for a minute before nodding.

"Well.... ok." She then said before taking off the sweater she had on. Once it was off, she hesitated very briefly before starting to unwrap the bandages that he could see went up about halfway up her forearm. As she unwrapped, Vincent noticed that there was nothing at first, before he started to see the beginnings of the marks.

They werne't really on her arm yet. It hadn't progressed that far. She was still young, and this proved that (as if anyone had reason to doubt it), but her hand was almost covered. Completely.

As more was revealed, the more the air changed. Once it was completely revealed, the air felt almost unnatural it was so different.

"Well, there you go."

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Thankfully, the shields that Vincent put up were keeping the effects at bay... for now... for the most part.

"Mmm..." he muttered.

"I see." he said.

She then saw him draw in closer, and he narrowed his eyes. He seemed to be studying every last part of the markings. He was taking it all in, as best he could.

"Mmhmm... mmhmm..." he mumbled further, as he had her turn her arm around and rotate it, so he could get a full view of everything.

This took about 5 minutes, before Vincent grasped at his head suddenly.

"All right." he said.

"You can rewrap it now." he told her, as he concentrated on keeping his shield's up and strong.

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Erica remained completely silent as he looked over her arm. She didn't know what it was that she was supposed to make of this overall. No one had actually requested to see it, quite like this, before.

After he said he would good, she quickly wrapped the markings again.

"You ok?" she asked.

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Vincent was silent for a few moments after she asked that, before he released the shields and sighed heavily.

"Whew." he muttered.

"Yeah." he said.

"I'm all right." he told her.

"That really is a powerful thing." he commented.

"But... I think I know just how to help you." he then said with a confident smile.

"It'll take me about a week, but I KNOW I can do it."

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