06-28-2014, 07:10 PM
Giovanni snapped back to reality, the voices continuing to argue with one another. Armande stood farther forward and the snake woman was walking away. She had retrieved her weapons from the corpse of the...thing...and had replaced her head covering. Apparently, Armande had listened to him.
The voices argued, but Giovanni couldn't make out any words. Both voices were there though. He could pick out the unmistakable, somewhat feminine voice of the one that sought order and the hissing harshness of the one that sought chaos.
Huh...Order and Chaos. Perhaps they would be good names for them - Ordine and Caos.
Giovanni thought, translating the names to his native Italian.
"Ordine..."
"Caos..."
Giovanni assumed Ordine and Caos were satisfied with their name choices since they both decided to stop arguing with each other. They had only been there for a few minutes, but Giovanni felt relieved at their absence. It was difficult enough to think straight without the added distraction of the voices.
Giovanni stood up, slowly this time and the room stayed where it belonged. Giovanni realized he was still holding the iron bar he had acquired and instead of throwing it to the ground he used it to balance himself and hobbled his way over towards Armande.
"What was it?"
Giovanni asked bobbing his head towards the corpse and its discarded head.
The corpses blood brought back memories of its attack and Giovanni's stomach threatened to bring up his lunch. Giovanni heaved, but was able to keep himself from vomiting. The motion made the room spin a bit more until Giovanni was able to right the room with his makeshift staff.
"And I think...I need...a hospital."
Giovanni said quietly.
His thoughts finished his sentence, Preferably one with a priest.
With that, the arguing recommenced, but Ordine's voice was slightly louder than Caos. Amongst the babble, Giovanni heard one word.
"Forgiveness..."
Edited by Giovanni Cavelli, Jun 28 2014, 07:15 PM.
The voices argued, but Giovanni couldn't make out any words. Both voices were there though. He could pick out the unmistakable, somewhat feminine voice of the one that sought order and the hissing harshness of the one that sought chaos.
Huh...Order and Chaos. Perhaps they would be good names for them - Ordine and Caos.
Giovanni thought, translating the names to his native Italian.
"Ordine..."
"Caos..."
Giovanni assumed Ordine and Caos were satisfied with their name choices since they both decided to stop arguing with each other. They had only been there for a few minutes, but Giovanni felt relieved at their absence. It was difficult enough to think straight without the added distraction of the voices.
Giovanni stood up, slowly this time and the room stayed where it belonged. Giovanni realized he was still holding the iron bar he had acquired and instead of throwing it to the ground he used it to balance himself and hobbled his way over towards Armande.
"What was it?"
Giovanni asked bobbing his head towards the corpse and its discarded head.
The corpses blood brought back memories of its attack and Giovanni's stomach threatened to bring up his lunch. Giovanni heaved, but was able to keep himself from vomiting. The motion made the room spin a bit more until Giovanni was able to right the room with his makeshift staff.
"And I think...I need...a hospital."
Giovanni said quietly.
His thoughts finished his sentence, Preferably one with a priest.
With that, the arguing recommenced, but Ordine's voice was slightly louder than Caos. Amongst the babble, Giovanni heard one word.
"Forgiveness..."
Edited by Giovanni Cavelli, Jun 28 2014, 07:15 PM.