Two shall Fall, One shall Rise

[ThumperJack 927]

A shorter than average Mali'Aheral runs through a dark forest at a jog. He runs through sharp branches, prickly bushes, and steps on jagged rocks, seeming to care not for his minor wounds given by these. His pace hastens into a sprint soon, all the while talking to himself:

 

 

"Siol, you cannot run from us forever."

"Speak for yourself, acerbrain, our dear friend runs from you, not me."

"Shut up."

"Sure sure, whatever you say, m'lord."

"Both of you! End your blathering, and leave me!"

 

The 'aheral stops and pants, saying again:

 

"Let me have peace."

"Aer'kiath's will cannot be served with peace, only destruction."

"No! I do not serve him, Nihil! I will not, and won't ever!"

 

The 'aheral man begins ripping at his hair, his eye sockets, his clothing. The fine cloth of his robes tears, his long hair comes out in tufts, and his eyes begin to bleed. He roars and screeches at the internal battle, until suddenly both the deep rasping voice, and smooth 'aheral's voice cry out

 

"Noo! You cannot!"

"I can."

 

The man falls to his knees, hands splayed over his knees as he begins to laugh. His laughter fills the forest, joyous and insane. He falls backward, clutching his stomach as his hysterical laugh echos. Then as fast as it started, he stops and stands. Reaching into the travel pack he always carries, he withdraws a flat disc and flicks it, the condensed top hat pops into life. He puts it on, removing an infamous mask and coat, donning them both. He shakes his head with an odd grimness "What a waste...."

He waits a second, as if waiting for someone to speak, then adding with another laugh "Oh who am I kidding...that was a blast! Ha!"

 

 

The Doctor is back friends, insane and lacking his annoying alter egos as well!

Also, this isn't my best RP post, but meh, I'm tired. Cut me some slack :)

[Elad™ 560]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.