Too far gone. (Redd)

[Andrina]

Andrina Triton wasn't exactly known for her stable mind to begin with. She reacted so terribly to things involving romance and love that someone could easily peg her as, at least, a little bit nuts. Thats not to even mention her passion for extreme sports and danger. She had this need for adrenaline that was only bested by distractions like, say things involving romance and love. Well, occasionally. Sometimes she reverted to adrenaline rushing as a sort of drug to make her forget about her pain. Luckily for the wellness of herself and whoever happened to be around her, her recent bout with Mumble had left her just depressed enough that she turned to drinking instead. Yes, in Andy's case that was probably a far safer alternative. So, it would seem, she's tactfully avoided serious injury for a while now. No confronting Redd brandishing a little knife for protection, no jumping of cliffs with a questionable parachute, no dumping gallons of soap all over the floors to create a makeshift ice rink...nope, she'd managed to keep herself reasonably safe, that is, until she wished away her pain and now whatever sanity she'd proven for herself hand been hurled out the door like last weeks garbage.

So, still mildly dizzy from her recent head injury and her....occurrence in the pool the other day, a wildly beaming ex mermaid came bounding into the weapons shop. It had been about a week and a half since she woke up feeling great and by now the enchantment had all but rid her of all sanity. She had a constant twitchy state about her that implied that she was either wired up on some drug or literally wired up and being shocked every two seconds. Her smile was unnatural, like someone ha painted something on her teeth that she was fiercely reluctant to taste. Her hands held a tremor to them that was visible every so often when she reached out to touch something in the store. She was in pain, so much pain. Not only had the wish dissolved all of her negative emotions, but, as a result, anytime her brain tried hard enough to experience one a wave of crippling agony overwhelmed her and often left her crumpled or with a new head injury as she convulsed. Andy didn't know what to do anymore, but she wasn't sad or worried, she couldn't be. There was only the deep, deep set idea that this was wrong, followed quickly by the knowledge that she didn't care.

Everything was so shiny and sharp and dangerous in here, her mind relished in the easy happiness it gave her. There was no conflicting emotions that left her aching more than she already was, being here made her happy. Thankfully, relief is a positive emotion and she could feel it coursing through her for the moment, though she made a point to not explore the why in the equation. Her hand closed around a particularly pretty and deadly looking blade. It was more like a short sword weather than a dagger of some kind. It was entirely silver with all sorts of intricate designs carved into its hilt. She wondered how much fun she could have learning how to use such a tool and her smile became a bit more genuine.

[redd]

Weapon shops were a place Redd never liked to visit. Her magic was weapon enough - that wasn't to say she didn't have her own share of swords and other vicious weapons stored in her own home. But at the moment, Redd was in a very, very pissed off mood. After all, her spell on Mumble had been broken. How did she know? Well, the stabbing pain in her mind that usually happened when someone other than herself broke her own magic over someone had hit her not too long ago. It hadn't taken her a while to figure out just who had made it happen - that silly little Merlin kid.

He was definately on her hit list now, too.

So with a stabbing headache, Redd had easily tracked down the only other person she could make their life hell and enjoy it - mostly because she was the only other person closest to Mumble - which was Andrina, who for some unholy reason was in the weapon's shop that Redd had just entered.

With a malicious smile, Redd stalked toward the girl silently, noting the sword she had in her hand.

"Little girls shouldn't play with adult weapons."

[Andrina]

She freed the hilt from her hand and let the sword stand with only its rack for support. Her finger was tracing the outline of a fierce lions head when her attention was drawn by the sound of a familiar voice. Its funny how some things just trigger moments in your life. A song about San Francisco may be all but meaningless to the average listener but, on a day where she wasn't being psycho, the tune nearly brought Andy to tears. Velvet reminded her of the stage, the smell of the beach made her think of the day she arrived at Avalon, the sight of a penguin always brought a smile on her face, just like the sight of anything red or related to roses used to send a chill down Andy's spine. If any of her senses so much as caught the passing shimmer of something that might remind her of Redd, the hairs stood up on the back of her neck and she suddenly got the deepest set urge to hurt something. That was then, however, back when she could feel things properly. Now she only felt pain in replacement of her negative emotions. A twinge of hurt for everything simple, like a rose, but for larger things....

The moment her head made the connection of just who's face she was staring at it felt like that sword she had been eyeing a moment ago had suddenly been stabbed into her head and twisted about. Andrina crumbled in intense pain, a scream ripped from her throat and causing anyone within mile to turn a look. Her hands latched onto the sides of her head, her fingers making knots in her hair until the moment that seemed to last an eternity passed and her breathing calmed. She opened her eyes and blinked up at Redd, tears staining her sunken cheeks. She lowered her trembling hands and allowed a musical bit of insane laughter escape her lips. Then, slowly, a smile turned up the corners of her mouth, completing her look of complete madness.

Only two things were left for her mind to deal with. One, she knew Redd, though their relationship was concealed and not to be questioned. And two, she knew Mumble, actually she knew Mumble really well. She could only conclude that they were friends. Redd! she cheered with a grin I-Its good to- her voice cracked oddly to see you!

[redd]

Redd flinched at her sudden screaming. Really? Had she frakked with the girl so much that just the mere prescence of her sent Andrina into a screaming terror filled moment? Only if she was lucky. Redd pinched the bridge of her nose and waited for her to get done, half tempted to throw her against the wall and give her a reason to scream.

Then she was suddenly all happy and nonsense and Redd wanted to throw her against the wall even more.

"Are you quite done screaming your head off? Next time you do that, I'll rip your head off and give you a reason to scream." She snapped, growing closer and wrapping her hands in the fabric of Andy's shirt, pulling the girl even closer so she could only whisper and be heard perfectly fine.

"You and I need to chat."

[Andrina]

A tremor rippled up through Andy's body as Redd spoke again, threatening to rip her head off. The unstable blonde giggled, because Redd was obviously joking, that was the only thing that made sense. What a funny woman. Andy found it odd that she couldn't recall this about her, but her instincts again pain and her minds inability to recall most of anything involving Redd giving the many negative emotions she would naturally cause, Andy quickly gave up on that endeavor and brought her attention back to the current conversation as best she could. Her mild eyes swiveled about involuntarily and every now and again a tick would cause her to blink a few extra times, or her head to twist to the side for a moment. Her cheeks twitched, her bright grin causing those muscles to be sore, but no matter. That was fine. She liked smiling and as far as she could come up with, Redd was a nice lady who made people smile.

Another round of odd twitches and ticks rampaged her body as Redd lifted her up via her blouse. Still, she grinned up at her as she whispered viciously into her face. Okay! she spoke brightly. I love chatting, lets chat! she added, her mind obviously latching onto anything that made her happy and gladly running with it. Andy did love to talk. Really, she didn’t love talking to Redd, but that was not something she could safely consider at the moment.

[redd]

Redd's upper lip curled into a sneer at the girl out of sheer irritation. Growling, she threw Andy back against the wall none-too-gentle and pinned her there, remaining very up in her face as she spoke, eyes reflecting something of madness.

"Since your little boyfriend seems to have found a way to break my spell on him, I'm going to throw one on you." She snapped, teeth grinding together in hatred. This girl was so damned annoying! Devil damned Redd wanted to kill her more than anything in the world in that moment, and for a brief second, she nearly did.

Her grip tightened around Andy's shirt.

"Tell me, Andrina." She said her name with disgust, as if it were the most rancid thing in the world. "What is it you want most in the world?"

[Andrina]

Andrina blinked at Redd, various muscles in her face twitching at erratic intervals and her eyes struggling to focus on the vengeful face of the former headmistress. Her eyes, blue like Andy's, had a darkness about them that reflected all her years of misery and her tortured mind. Andy's had a similar shadow, her mind riddled not by hate, however. Whereas Redd had been driven mad by her black magic and past horrors, Andy has been driven into insanity because of the exact opposite. The little blonde could no longer feel hate or anger or sadness or anxiety or frustration or any negative emotion. That wasn't natural. Negative emotions were there fro a reason and when you literally could not experience them unless burdened with a wave of agony, the mind starts to shatter. The stronger the emotion she was supposed to be feeling, the worse the pain and the more her brain struggled to try to support normal brain function. If she kept this up, she'd be painting murals with her own blood by morning.

The stronger the negative emotion she could not feel, the greater the pain, so, naturally, Redds very presence was excruciating. That is, if the ear splitting screech that rang in the air upon being pushed into the wall didn't make that obvious enough. Andy's breathing could be heard whistling through her clenched teeth, her lips bent up into some sort of grimace-like grin. Her eye lid had picked up an odd spasm by now in addition to the hot. wet tears blurring her vision making it even harder to hold her focus on Redd's vicious face. Mumble! Andrina remarked brightly, hissed words triggering the name in her mind. Little. Boyfriend. Spell. Mumble. These words registered, but refused to hold themselves in a coherent sentence in her mind. She picked up that last bit and managed to squeak out another painfully happy remark sssssSPELLS are fun her mind struggled to push the words past her lips, the effort causing a couple choked coughs that ripped at her throat.

In a desperate attempt to avoid pain, her body's deep set instincts had her her head swiveling about in an lame, manic attempt to escape without truly understanding why. She barely comprehended Redd's next words, but understood their surface meaning at least. Th-thatsmyname she mumbled quietly as if only half conscious in reaction to Redd's use of her full first name. Her eyes had started doing this funky thing where they rolled back slightly as if she were experiencing mini seizures. Which, in reality, she was as a result of her deteriorating mind. Then Redd said the last bit and another large tremor shook the little blonde as her body prepared for another round of pain, but, just then, Andy's eyes looked on something and saved her.

There, framed in the door of the entrance to the shop, was a mother frozen in fear at the spectacle before her. In her arms was the most beautiful baby Andrina had yet to see in her lifetime. Her little cotton dress with flower patterns and matching shoes gave her gender away. She couldn't have been more than four mouths old and already a down of bright golden hair lay slightly curly on the top of her little head. She had light brown eyes, that sort of unusual reddish brown that left you grinning with every passing moment you are allowed to look. A real smile crept onto Andy's face as she gazed upon the smiling child, oblivious to the danger she was certainly in. Babies! Andrina shrieked finally. The mother instinctively moved to hide her baby from view in fear of this crazy girls unpredictability. I love babies! Andrina decided, not realizing that she may have just claimed that a baby was what she wanted most in the world at this ver moment.