Thread: Unearthing the Past [LadyAthene x Veinexes]

Kisara Ishizu Ishtar I have a few questions to ask him, and he can rest once I'm done with him. First though I have to sure this works. Nothing less than pure, bitter disgust entered the priestess. You ... aren't trying what I'm thinking .... are you?! It wasn't supposed to be. Still, she knew even in the ancient times, people had tried resurrections. Not many, but enough that it had been recorded in the old tomes buried far beneath the sands of Egypt. Naturally, they had all failed. But then, they had all been attempted centuries ago, when the best bet of this sort of thing working was a combination of luck and magic, some of which wasn't even truly possessed by people. Many individuals in all of the previous civilizations lied, claiming to be gifted with abilities such as Divination and Seeing, yet not actually having such talents. You can't, she replied, her voice barely above a whisper as Ishizu instinctively moved forward to yank the Rod out of Seto's hand. This isn't going to --- !! A hiss passed the priestess's lips as the bright light shined right in her eyes and everyone else whom was in the room. Get her to a room, and take Ms Ishtar there too. Her? As Ishizu turned around, she felt her eyes widen yet again. .... It can't be .... Silence. Darkness. These had embraced and surrounded Kisara for ... years. Decades. Very likely much longer now. How long was beyond her she simply knew time continued to go by even though she had been dead. Thinking back, she didn't really ---- Wait .... Slowly, everything began to register. She was able to think? Why? I .... I shouldn't be able to .... The very earth itself was keeping her hidden away, contained in the coffin which had her body. Or ... it had been. The sensation was difficult to explain but Kisara could understand a few things. It was unnatural, incredibly foreign even. But the weirdest part was it didn't quite hurt like she would have immediately assumed. In fact, everything worked ... quickly. Not to the point where she would awaken immediately after appearing in the room. However, she did stir slightly in the uniformed mens' arms, fully waking up after she was placed on the nearest surface, be it a bed or couch. A shocked gasp passed her lips as she looked frantically around from side to side before resting her gaze on Ishizu. A-Aih?! Fin? The questions were fair and, as Ishizu thought from the moment she saw Kisara, in their native tongue. Her teeth gripped her lower lip slightly as she knelt before the maiden, managing to smile gently at her. She'd answer but first thing was first. Betetekelem aneguelizi? It was no surprise to see Kisara move her head from side to side, but it couldn't hurt to ask. Ishizu sighed softly and nodded. Domino City, she replied softly. Kisara tilted her head. If the unorthodox wake up call hadn't been weird enough, the name was. Do ... mino City? she repeated hesitantly, her tone having a hesitant and broken accent which implied she truly wasn't used to saying any English at all, just as she'd revealed. Is .. mik ey? Ishizu smiled as she pointed to herself before introducing herself, Ishizu Ishtar. Ismik ey? ... Kisara ... ... So it is ... Ishizu mused, turning towards the door and attempting to glare through it. Aasifa ... she muttered, exhaling softly. This was going to be one of those long days, it seemed. Definitely one of the more unique ones Ishizu had experienced in quite some time, yes. But still one where she felt ... torn. The last thing she should be doing is speaking with a formerly deceased person. But ... did Kisara even remember that part? If she didn't and Ishizu reminded her, she wouldn't be much better than Seto, whom had forced her out of the realm of the dead. It suddenly dawned on the priestess she would have to go about this talk very carefully.