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endless-vall · 6 years

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One last mission - Kenna & Raydan modern AU

Summary: Raydan sets out on one last mission, in Paris, and it turns out that Annelyse is up to something. Author’s note: So there was a lot of demand for a sequel to “A good man in disguise”, so here I am presenting it for you 😉 @coffeandcheese @endlessflame @michue Tagging you guys especially since you asked for it 😜 I know that in the real world it would probably not happen (LMAO) but this is exactly why this is a fic! Enjoy! 😄

Two years ago, Raydan had successfully found the information Luther Nevrakis had stolen from the authorities, and put him behind bars, where he deserved to be. It was quite shocking news, but Luther's oldest son - Diavolos Nevrakis, had taken over for the company 'Nevrakis Industries', and even thanked Raydan. Even though he sold out his father, Diavolos was an intellegent man and a trusted ally. The CIA could trust him to lead that company legally, and trustworthy, into a bright future.

But that wasn't the only intersting thing that happened two years ago. After finally putting Luther in jail, it was no longer that much danger to be seen with a certain woman who had his promise, along with his heart. Raydan and Kenna reunited, and have been dating, ever since.

And while Raydan's missions didn't become any less dangerous, they at least didn't concern Kenna. She would be worried sick about him, when he'd go under-cover and disappear for weeks or months at a time, but he always came back to her. And she always awaited him.

Raydan strided into the briefing room. "What have you got for me?" He asked Annelyse, who texted him awhile back to meet up with her. Annelyse smiled at him. A genuine smile, that had reached her eyes. She never smiled when she sent him off on missions, and Raydan found that suspicious. But maybe it wasn't about that. Maybe it was about yet another prize the agency wanted to award him. He was never big on awards, and usually tried to avoid getting or recieving them. He braced himself. "Raydan Lykel." Annelyse stated. It was unsual for her to use his full name too, which only added up to his suspicion. "Yes?" He eyed her, sitting across from the her at the round, smooth, black dest. "I hereby present you, your last mission." She hands up a file, in a brown folder, and slides it across the table. "What?!" His eyes widen completely, immersed in deep shock. He usually doesn't question the rules (too much), but this came out of nowhere? "Why? Have I not been preforming well?" He tried thinking up of a reason, but failed. He caught every criminal he was after. Even ones who disappeared completely under the rader. Even ones that weren't assigned to him. He fought against injustice at every possibily he got. How could it be they were firing him? "Oh, no. You've been preforming remarkably. The agency almost didn't agree to part with you." Annelyse shook her head, wearing an almost... amused smile. "So?" He blinked up at her. "Raydan, you gave us the best years of your life. We're nothing but thankful for the last ten years. But it's time to let you go." Annelyse stated. Raydan was taken aback. "I'm don't know what to say..." He admitted. "Say you'll do one last mission for us?" Annelyse suggested. Right. Raydan took a deep breathe, and nodded. "Sure. Fine. What is it?" Annelyse looked over to the folder in his hands. Raydan followed her gaze, and nodded. Openning up the folder, ignoring the 'classified' label on it, he pulled out a few documents, a photo, and bright small red box. Annelyse picked up the box, taking it before Raydan could see the inside of it. "You're not allowed to open the box." She commands, then places it down, before him. Raydan nods, and she raises the photo, next. "This is your contact. You're going to meet with her, in Paris." She tells him. From the photo, it's not clear who is the person he's supposed to meet. It's clearly a woman, but it taken from a distance. The woman is wearing a dark blue trench coat, and is covered in a black scarf, making it impossible to identify her. "Who is she?" Raydan tries to question, but Annelyse just shrugs. "Lastly, in the documents you'll find your plane ticket, a hotel name and the room number. Good luck." She stands up, without another word, and leaves him behind, alone, in the briefing room.

Raydan sighed, as he awaited him plane ride. Is it really the end for him? He had a degree, and he could find another job. He'll have something to do, afterwards. But... Did he really make up for his past mistakes? What urged the agency to let him go? Is he the man he thought he would be? The thoughts raced through his mind, but didn't distract him from his cause. If it's his last mission, he's going to do this right.

The plane arrived in Paris, and Raydan passed the checkout quickly. He wondered what was so important about this contact, but didn't question it too much. Catching a cab to the hotel assigned to him, Raydan was quite in shock. It was a five star hotel, fancy looking, and defiantly better than what he usually stayed at during his missions. Did they decide to spoil him since it was his last mission, or was there more to that? He checked into his room, and put on his ear piece. "I'm in." Was all he needed to say. Annelyse connected immediately. "You're going to meet this contact, in a cafe near the eiffel tower, 21:00 PM today. Sending you the address right now." His phone bipped, and an address showed up on the screen. "The Blossom Cafe?" Raydan read out loud. "Exactly." Annelyse said, and he heard the sound of her disconnecting. Shrugging, Raydan lay on the bed, awaiting the evening to come.

Just before heading out, Raydan took a shower, and sprayed on his favorite colonge. He didn't know what made him do that, but he just went with a hunch. He rented a car off the nearest possible place, and drove to the address given to him.

Entering the Cafe shop, he immediately took in his surroundings. The mysterious woman was nowhere in sight. "Name?" The host asked him. Raydan remembered Annelyse didn't even bother creating a new identity for him for his last mission. "Raydan." He figured giving his full name was too dangerous. "Oh! Raydan! Of course. Follow me." The host looked as if an all-time celebrity had just walked into the cafe, and immediately escorted Raydan to a private table, near one of the restaurant's windows, with the most beautiful and romantic view of the eiffel tower Raydan had even seen, from a simple coffee shop. Thanking him, Raydan drunk in the sight. He might've been on a mission, but he could stop for a second to admire the beauty Paris had to offer. Or at least until he spotted the mystery woman making her way towards the Cafe, from across the street. Raydan braced himself. He was always ready for a mission. But something about this felt different. Before the mysterious woman arrived, a small vase with a single red rose was placed on the table, and two glasses of champagne were put on the table. "This is on the house." The waiter said, and hurried off. Raydan didn't have time to reply, since he saw the mysterious woman coming into the Cafe. The host exchanged a few words with her, and started leading her in his way. Raydan still couldn't make off who that was, even from a normal distance. But something... felt familiar about her.

As she sat down, she started taking off her scarf, and it finally hit him. "Kenna?!" Both of their eyes widened in surprise. "Raydan? What are you doing here?" She immediately questioned. "I could ask you the very same thing." Raydan noted, cursing Annelyse for turning off her microphone. Kenna blinked at him, then smiled. She placed one arm on top of his, and explained. "Annelyse called me a while ago, stating she needed help with a mission. She asked me to keep this secret from you, and to come meet a client in Paris. She made all the arragement, all I had to do was come." Raydan nodded slowly. Annelyse was up to something. "She basically told me the same thing." He admitted. They both shared a chuckle. "Seems like she set both of us up." Kenna noted, and Raydan agreed. "Oh! Wait," Raydan remembered about the box he was supposed to deliver. He got his orders and listened to them, not peeking in to what's inside the box. Once he saw Kenna, he completely forgot about delivering it. He took out the box out of his coat's pocket, and placed it in front of Kenna. "This is for you." He said. He was just as curious as she was, to know what's inside the box. Kenna's smile was suspicious, and amused, as her hands slowly opened the box, revealing what's inside of her, but just to her eyes. "Raydan..." Suddenly her gaze softened, and Raydan could see the insane amount of love she had felt for him. But... Why? "What are you... saying?" She finally put aside the box lid, revealing a stunning engagement ring.

A moment of realization hit Raydan, as he understood why Annelyse set this all up. Why he was being let go. For just a mere second, Raydan looked at Kenna, for love in his eyes, before standing up from his chair, and dropping to one knee. He didn't hesitate even for a second. And even though he wasn't the one to plan this, he knew exactly what happens now.

"Kenna Rys. The queen of my heart... I owe a whole lot to you. You've changed me. You made me a better man, and you've made me realize who I was. Even in my darkest moments, I knew I could turn to you. A mere smile, giggle, or look at you, was enough to make my day better. I could never understand how I got so lucky to meet you, and how I got to bring you the same amount of happiness you bring me. But I do know, I wanna do it for the rest of my life. Kenna, this is my last mission. There will be no more goodbyes, no more worrying for months about each other... We could have our happy ending. Kenna Adriana Rys, will you marry me?"

Kenna had a hand over her mouth, and tears in her eyes. But those weren't tears of agony, Those were tears of joy. "Oh my god..." She muttered, gasping. "Yes yes yes, Raydan, yes!" She jumped on him, and he spun her around. The entire staff and guests of the Cafe cheered their way. As Raydan set Kenna down, he slid the ring on her ring finger, and planted a kiss to her lips. There was no happier man than him on the planet at the moment, or more blessed than he was. Sometimes he wanted to curse Annelyse. But sometimes he wanted to bless her. Kenna and he shared their champagne, beaming at each other. "Raydan?" Kenna asked, almost innocently. "Yeah?" He couldn't suppress a smile. "I love you so much." She let out, as if she was holding it in for so long. And it's not like they haven't shared their 'I love you's yet. But this time was different. This time held another promise. "And I, you." He planted a kiss to the back of the plam of her hand, eyes admiring what the future could hold.

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endlessflame · 6 years

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Unrequited Feelings (Raydan, Aurynn)

Summary: Raydan tells Aurynn that he does not reciprocate her feelings.

Rating: T

Author’s note: @michue requested a fanfic in which Raydan reveals his love for Kenna to Aurynn. I hope you like this, @michue! 😊

Raydan studied the pages of the anti-magic book. He knew that the spells it contained were the key to defeating Azura. Lia's translations had been so helpful, and the diagrams aided in understanding the procedures. As he heard the sound of footsteps, he lifted up his head and saw that Aurynn was approaching.

Aurynn smiled at him. "Hello, Lord Raydan."

"Hello, Princess Aurynn. Thank you again for letting me borrow this book." Raydan held out the anti-magic book. "I was able to get the spells translated, and I think they will be of great help in tomorrow's battle."

Aurynn's eyes widened. "How did you find someone who knows ancient Irithi? It's been centuries since anyone spoke that language."

"Azura's daughter Lia understands ancient Irithi. She translated the spells for me. We're fortunate to have her on her side. She is nothing like her mother."

"That is fortunate! Speaking of Azura, you really had me fooled. I thought that you truly had turned against us."

Raydan shook his head. "I was just doing my job. A spymaster needs to be convincing."

"Yes, that's true. I was relieved to learn that it was just an act. I was quite upset when I thought you had betrayed us. I..." She paused, and her face turned red. "I really like you."

Raydan's heart sank. Aurynn was nice, but Kenna was the only one that he wanted to be with. After he returned to Stormholt, they had reunited. He didn't know what the future held for them, but he knew that he loved her. He didn't want to hurt Aurynn, but he just didn't feel the same way.

"Aurynn, I'm sorry. You're very nice, and I like you, but not the way you mean. I'm in love with Kenna. After I came back, we reunited." He hoped she would understand, but he felt a wave of guilt wash over him as she looked down at the floor.

Slowly she lifted her head up. "I...I didn't realize that you had feelings for her. Does she feel the same way? Is she in love with you?"

"I don't know. She didn't say. But I do think she feels something for me. And as long as she wants me, I am hers." Raydan smiled slightly at Aurynn. "I hope we can still be friends."

"Of course," Aurynn said softly. "I'll leave you to your reading. Excuse me."

Raydan watched Aurynn walk away. To his surprise, he saw her walk over to Kenna. That couldn't be a coincidence, could it? He could see them talking, but couldn't hear any of their conversation, so he quietly moved closer to them. He listened carefully, and was able to make out Kenna's voice.

"He makes me very happy."

Raydan's spirits lifted as he heard Kenna's words. She had to be talking about him. Even after everything he had done, she was still happy with him. He didn't know what the future held for them. After all, he was a commoner with a questionable past. But for now, he would enjoy the time they had together.

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kidzbopdeathmetal · 6 years

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I was tagged by @snackcident-prone! Thank you dear!

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the-master-cylinder · 4 years

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SUMMARY In a small suburban town, a group of high school students–Mark Loftmore (Zach Galligan), China Webster (Michelle Johnson), Sarah Brightman (Deborah Foreman), Gemma (Clare Carey), James (Eric Brown) and Tony (Dana Ashbrook)visit a mysterious wax museum, resulting from Sarah and China’s earlier encounter with a taciturn gentleman (Warner) who claims to own the exhibit and extends them an invitation. There, they encounter several morbid displays, all of which contain stock characters from the horror genre. Tony and China unintentionally enter two separate pocket worlds, as depicted by the waxwork displays, by crossing the exhibition barrier rope. Tony is at a cabin where a werewolf (John Rhys-Davies) attacks him. A hunter and his son arrive and try to kill the werewolf. The son fails and is torn in two, while the hunter shoots the werewolf, then shoots Tony as he begins to transform into a werewolf. China is sent to a Gothic castle where vampires attack her, and Count Dracula (Miles O’Keeffe) turns her into a vampire. Two of the other students, Mark and Sarah, leave the waxwork unscathed. Later, Jonathan (Micah Grant), “a college jock”, arrives at the wax museum looking for China, but The Phantom of the Opera display gets his attention as David Lincoln (David Warner) walks him into the display. Mark goes to a pair of investigating police detectives. He and Inspector Roberts (Charles McCaughan) meet Lincoln as he lets Roberts investigate the waxworks. As Mark and Roberts leave the museum, Mark recognizes Lincoln.

Later, Roberts realizes that some of the displays look like some of the other missing people, then comes back to the wax museum, cuts off a piece of China’s face (revealing black tissue underneath), puts it in a bag, and walks into the mummy display; the mummy throws him in the tomb with another undead mummy and a snake. Later, Roberts’s partner sneaks into the museum, and gets his neck broken by Junior (Jack David Walker), “a tall butler” Lincoln scolds for killing the partner.

Mark takes Sarah to the attic of his house, where he shows her an old newspaper detailing the murder of his grandfather (which was seen in the prologue); the only suspect was David Lincoln, his chief assistant, whose photograph closely resembles the waxwork owner. The two then consult the wheelchair-bound Sir Wilfred (Patrick Macnee), a friend of Mark’s grandfather, who explains how he and Mark’s grandfather collected trinkets from “eighteen of the most evil people who ever lived” and that Lincoln stole the artifacts; Lincoln, having sold his soul to the Devil, wants to bring their previous owners to life by creating some wax effigies and feeding them the souls of victims, a concept taken from Haitian Voodoo. Providing all eighteen with a victim would bring about the “voodoo end of the world, when the dead shall rise and consume all things”.

On the advice of Sir Wilfred, Mark and Sarah enter the waxwork museum at night and douse it with gasoline. However, Sarah is lured into the display of the Marquis de Sade (J. Kenneth Campbell), and Mark is pushed into a zombie display by the waxwork’s two butlers. Mark is approached by a horde of zombies, but finds that if he does not believe in the monsters, then they do not exist and cannot harm him. Mark finds his way out of the display and into the Marquis de Sade exhibit, where he rescues Sarah, while the marquis vows revenge.

Despite Mark and Sarah’s attempts to escape, Junior and Lincoln grab Mark and Sarah, pulling them out of sight as Gemma and James return. Gemma gets lured into the Marquis de Sade display, and James attempts to steal something from the zombie display; moments later, the bodies of James and Gemma reappear as wax figures, the displays completed with the figures and their victims reanimating as evil entities. Suddenly, Sir Wilfred and a huge group of armed men, along with Mark’s butler Jenkins, arrive, and in the ensuing battle, several waxworks and slayers die, including Lincoln’s butlers and Mark and Sarah’s former friends, now evil. Jenkins consoles Mark by saying the China-vampire he killed wasn’t his friend; it just looked like her. Mark duels with the Marquis de Sade, who is finally killed by Sarah with an axe.

The reunited couple are confronted by Lincoln, who dies getting shot by Sir Wilfred and falls in a vat of boiling wax. Sir Wilfred is decapitated by a werewolf as Sarah and Mark manage to escape the burning waxwork with their lives and begin to walk home, not noticing that the hand from the zombie display is scuttling away from the rubble.

BEHIND THE SCENES What’s it like for a 29-year-old director to work with the likes of David Warner and Patrick Macnee. “Terrifying,” nods Hickox. “David Warner is a hero of mine, and it’s very difficult to work with your heroes. I was an extra on one of his English TV shows, and I’ve always been a great fan of his. Patrick Macnee is the guy in the movie that knows what’s going on, the ‘Van Helsing’ of Waxwork. In a funny battle scene moment, after the werewolf has been killed with a silver sword, Patrick yells, ‘Tally-ho!’ and fires his gun in the air. At that point, we have a chicken come squawking down and land in his lap.

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“Bear in mind, when you see the battle, that we only had three 12-hour days to film it,” Hickox specifies. “There were 300 extras and a lot of story to tell in that sequence. I think our stunt coordinator Bobby Bragg set some sort of record by doing six full-body fire gags in one day. We’d dress him as one of the characters, set him on fire, film it, then dress him up as someone else.”

In another part of the fight, Deborah Foreman throws Michu, a little person, into an Invasion of the Body Snatchers pod. Instead of duplicating him, the pod cries out, “Feed me! Feed Me!” “I hope we don’t get sued for that one,” moans Hickox.

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Although the script was set in England, Hickox moved the production to America to give it a broader appeal. This caused much hardship since this meant Keen’s crew, located in England, had to design their work without the benefit of lifecasts of actors. As a result, many of the makeup crew ended up appearing as monsters, because they were available to be lifecast. A somewhat more novel solution was found for making a cast of Patrick MacNee, who suffers a grisly fate at the film’s conclusion: the makeup crew videotaped an old AVENGERS episode, watched it several times, and sculpted MacNee’s head from that.

SPECIAL EFFECTS The job of designing the waxwork displays was given to Bob Keen, who acted mostly in a supervisory capacity, hiring other makeup artists to build the creatures while he took care of the administrative end of the business and also directed second unit. Cliff Wallace and Dave Elsey headed a crew of about fourteen, many of whom were working on their first job, “because Bob in his wisdom decided to use people who he could get cheaply,” laughed Wallace.

The majority of the displays for “The Eighteen most evil beings” used in the film are the Marquis de Sade, the werewolf, Count Dracula (his Brides and son exist only within the portal and are not among those displayed), the Golem, the Phantom of the Opera, The Mummy, George A. Romero-style zombies, Frankenstein’s monster, Jack the Ripper, The Invisible Man, a voodoo priest, a witch, a snakeman, Rosemary’s Baby, an axe murderer, a multi-eyed alien, a giant talking venus flytrap, and Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

Keen agrees, “We had a partnership in designing the creatures. Tony asked me what could be done, and like a fool I said, ‘The world.’ Really, the restrictions from Universal were a golden opportunity to do it our own way. Tony was already in the States rewriting the script, so I’d FAX him designs and drawings. He’d call and generally just say, ‘Cast them up.’ Because we were shooting in the States, we had to have everything finished here in England and shipped over before the cameras started rolling. Consequently, we worked 18-hour days for about eight weeks before we could leave.

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“Once in the States, the first scene we shot required the mummy to stamp on someone’s head and squash it,” Keen continues. “Then the werewolf literally tears someone open from the top of his head to the base of his spine-just tears the guy in half and eats what’s inside. It’s a lovely family movie, you know? The zombie scene was a toughie, requiring about 20 effect gags including a mechanical hand, and it had to be shot all in one day.”

“We did the zombie sequence in black-and-white because we ran out of money,” Hickox deadpans. “No, no, just kidding. It was really a tribute to Night of the Living Dead. Romero’s another one of my all-time favorites. They all get credit at the end, Romero, Dante, Argento and all.”

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“That entire zombie scene had to be done in reverse,” Zach Galligan recalls. “When I stumble onto the zombies, I chop off one of their hands and the hand attaches itself to my leg. I pull it off my leg and it grabs my arm, then my other arm. Finally, I have to do a ‘Magic Johnson running two-step slam dunk’ and impale the hand on a spiked fence, where it’s left wiggling and bleeding. Because the hand was made with monofilaments and wires and was mechanically delicate, the entire sequence had to be shot backwards. First it was impaled on the fence, then I jumped up and grabbed it. When you run that forwards, it looks like I’m impaling it.”

“I never pumped so much blood in my life,” effects Bob Keen gasps. “The producer walked onto the set, opened the door. went, ‘Oh, my God!’ and left. Every single piece of the set was covered in blood. Everything was dripping. There was a two-inch river of blood flooding into the other rooms. We used up our entire blood budget in the first week.”

“It was a record amount of blood.” assures leading man Zach (Gremlins) Galligan. “It’s staggering! It’s sprayed all over the white tile walls of Dracula’s castle. Imagine, there’s a guy lying chained to a table. Dracula (Miles O’Keeffe), his son and their guests have been feeding on the guy’s leg! It’s gnawed down to the bone. But the guy’s still alive and awake and alert. Then Dracula’s son grabs a piece of skin off the leg and eats it. It’s gonna be one of the great gross-outs of cinema.”

“We made a false leg that’s raw from the knee downwards,” adds Keen. “The vampires have been picking meat off to serve at the main table, just scraping meat off the bone. Very nasty stuff. After that. Michelle Johnson holds a cross on one vampire’s forehead and the creature starts to burn, like a good vampire. But instead of falling to the floor, his head literally rips open like a banana peeling itself.”

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CONCLUSION “I submitted Waxwork to the MPAA four times,” the director mentions. “Luckily, we’ve retained most of it, but there’s something about squirting blood that they don’t approve of. You can cut off limbs, you can have heads rolling, but the censors won’t allow spurting, moving blood. And you can’t linger, either. You can show things, but you can’t linger.

“The MPAA was terrifying until I actually started communicating with them,” Hickox admits. “Then, they were very direct about what they wanted. Actually, most of that scene was supposed to be comedic anyway, sort of like that Monty Python routine where the Black Knight gets his arms cut off.”.

CAST/CREW Zach Galligan as Mark Loftmore Deborah Foreman as Sarah Brightman Michelle Johnson as China Webster Dana Ashbrook as Tony Micah Grant as Jonathan Eric Brown as James Clare Carey as Gemma David Warner as David Lincoln Patrick Macnee as Sir Wilfred Mihaly ‘Michu’ Meszaros as Hans Jack David Walker (as Jack David Warner) as Junior Charles McCaughan as Inspector Roberts Kenneth Campbell as Marquis de Sade Miles O’Keeffe as Count Dracula John Rhys-Davies as Werewolf Jennifer Bassey as Mrs Loftmore Edward Ashley as Professor Sutherland Joe Baker as Jenkins Buckley Norris as Lecturer Tom McGreevey (as Tom MacGreevey) as Charles Rick Rossovich as Michael Loftmore (uncredited)

Several crew members appear in small roles: Anthony Hickox, director, as English prince James Hickox, assistant editor, as werewolf hunter’s assistant Gerry Lively, director of photography, as Sir Wilfred’s butler

CREDITS/REFERENCES/SOURCES/BIBLIOGRAPHY Cinefantastique v19n01-02 (1989) Fangoria#78

SUMMARY The film opens with a reenactment of final scenes of Waxwork, with Mark and Sarah leaving the burning waxwork (the part of Sarah having been recast from the first film). The disembodied zombie hand from the first film follows Sarah to her run-down flat and kills her stepfather with a hammer, a murder for which Sarah is blamed. No one believes her story about the evil waxwork.

In the hope of gathering evidence, Mark and Sarah visit the late Sir Wilfred’s home, where they find a film reel of Sir Wilfred speaking of his and Mark’s grandfather’s adventures and of the artifacts they collected together. A secret switch in Sir Wilfred’s chessboard opens a door to a room full of objects where Mark and Sarah find a small compass-like device. They learn this device was used in history by light and dark angels to travel through another dimension consisting of stories that have become realities (including homage to Frankenstein, The Haunting, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, Dr. Jekyll, Alien, Godzilla, Jack the Ripper, Nosferatu, and Dawn of the Dead). According to exposition later given by Sir Wilfred in the form of a raven, these worlds comprise “God’s video game,” where God and the devil battle over the fate of the world, each victory being reflected in events occurring in the real world. When Mark or Sarah appear in each reality they take on the persona of characters in those stories, sometimes having their personalities and memories taken over by those characters until they regain their senses.

Mark plans to gather evidence of the reanimated dead to bring back to the real world as proof of Sarah’s story in court. After several failed attempts and being lost in one world after another, they battle with an evil sorcerer and Mark is able to send Sarah home with an animated zombie hand as proof of her story. Unable to return with her, Mark instead arranges to have another compass delivered to Sarah after her trial ends so she can rejoin him.

DEVELOPMENT/PRODUCTION What Waxwork II: Lost in Time has in common with its progenitor is that the time periods to which the characters travel tend to bear a noticeable resemblance to familiar horror movies. The film picks up directly where its predecessor left off, with Mark (Zach Galligan) escaping the burning wax museum with his girlfriend Sarah (Monika Schnarre, replacing Deborah Foreman). Before either has a chance to recover, they both find themselves thrust into peril again as they enter a time portal that takes them through distorted planes of existence, where good battles evil in a movie-monster inspired arena.

According to Hickox, Mark has been brought into this environment because, “God has chosen him to fight as a sort of white angel. They actually go into a parallel universe where God and the devil fight it out in different vignettes, and use people like Zach and other human beings who’ve proven themselves as time warriors,” the director adds. “It’s not just a matter of time travel; they’ve actually gone into a different universe which is Cathagra-an old expression for purgatory. It’s a place between heaven and hell where people do battle.”

“We get to one of my favorite movies, THE HAUNTING—a wonderful parody all done on 18mm split diopter lenses—which outdoes the kitchen scene in WAXWORK by far. We’ve taken human mutilation to points never dared.” Hickox hoped the sequence’s black and white photography would help the bloody action pass the MPAA ratings board, since he was contractually bound to deliver an R-rated picture. “It’s not a gore movie,” said Hickox. “Eighty percent is very clean; then you’ve got these amazing moments where you can’t believe your eyes. WAXWORK was tongue-in cheek; this is comedy. We’re saying to the audience up front, ‘Feel free to laugh.’

“In the first one, there was a gag here and a little bit of silliness there, but it was basically a straight out horror movie—except for the ridiculous battle scene at the conclusion,” said Galligan of the difference in tone between the two movies. “This one is over-the-top but not inane—it’s believably over the top. I keep saying, ‘Tony, this is so exaggerated!’ He says, ‘I know, but it’s working.”

Hickox agreed with Galligan’s assessment of the first film’s ending. “That was a mistake!” admitted Hickox. “When you’re Mict young, you think you can do anything; then when you get to the set, you realize you can’t, and there’s nothing you can do-you’re locked in a corner. But you learn from your mistakes—I switch off the TV when I see that scene coming. One English paper did say it was the silliest ending to any movie ever. I suppose being the silliest is better than being forgotten.”

Though the film’s schedule was approximately the same as that of the first, experience and planning helped get more coverage. “The first two or three days were difficult, getting used to the pace at which Tony operates,” said Galligan. “He does 50 or 60 set-ups a day, which is almost unheard of. It’s three times more than I usually do, and there are no stand-ins, so we’re constantly on the set, constantly working.”

“I’m doing something else I haven’t done before, which is really making the actors work,” said Hickox. “I always felt silly before, making actors be emotional. They’re other people, and you’re trying to dig emotions out of them. Now I realize that’s what it’s about—to get that realism.”

The toughest challenge facing the Waxwork II crew, however, will be getting the film safely past the MPAA without any major cuts. Though Hickox has been shooting two versions of each gruesome scene for insurance (one slightly tamer than the other), he has also been throwing around other possibilities to protect the final film from being entirely goreless.

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“We’re thinking that if we put in silly sounds, that will help it pass,” reasons Hickox. “Like when eyeballs come out-there’s two ways you can play it, very graphically with a realistic sound or more of a ‘pop’ sound.”

Keen knows that Hickox usually pushes the limits in terms of gore. “Bob’s gotten used to me, so he always brings a few spare body parts,” jokes Hickox. Adds Keen, “We haven’t topped our all time record on the first Waxwork, where we pumped 35 gallons of blood, but we’re getting close.”

While shooting the zombie march in Los Angeles at the West Side Pavilion mall, blood wasn’t one of the more immediately pressing problems, though Hickox smiles. “I heard they’re still trying to scrub it off the floors.” What caused the most disruption were the sounds of gunfire shot off by the cast during filming.

“We nearly got closed down, because supposedly the M16s sounded like cannons outside the supermarket, so all we did all night was set off alarms,” recalls Hickox. “Drew Barrymore came along to play a cameo that night in the Nosferatu scene. We had to film those two scenes on the same night, so we had to build Nosferatu’s bedroom in the shopping mall. The passing crowd must have been thinking, ‘Why the hell are they building sets in a mall?'”

SPECIAL EFFECTS The tasks faced by Image Animation and Bob Keen on WAXWORK II included a seven-piece prosthetic makeup for Frankenstein’s monster, an eviscerated chest for Bruce Campbell, a man-in-a-suit alien, and a woman-to-panther transformation, not to mention various throwaway images like Godzilla and Mr. Hyde. “The trick about a WAXWORK film is that the effects are realistic, but they’re ultimately played for a laugh,” said Keen. “They are often amusing, but they are never phony or funny-looking, apart from Godzilla, who is a little more rounded and cute than the original.”

After putting his own spin on such timeless creatures of the night as vampires, werewolves and mummies in Anthony Hickox’s 1988 Waxwork, he returns to the fold for another parade of frightening folklore in Waxwork II: Lost in Time. This new excursion features variations on the Frankenstein Monster, Nosferatu and Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, among others.

“I love doing classic creatures like Frankenstein,” enthuses Keen. “When you’re a kid trying to get into makeup effects, all you ever want to do is Frankenstein and werewolves. The nice thing about the Waxwork movies is that I have the chance to reinvent them.”

Getting away with using some of these copyrighted characters does occasionally pose some problems, but as writer-director Hickox explains, “It’s a satire and we’re doing our own versions of them, so it’s pretty free.” Keen adds, “The fact is that I don’t want to do the wonderful Universal classics because one, they’re copyrighted and two, there’s no fun in just duplicating someone else’s work.”

The two universes that Keen particularly enjoyed exploring were the Aliens-inspired landscape and a medieval, Poe-type world. For the space nasty. Keen created probably the screen’s first albino extraterrestrial. He describes the beast as a sort of crustacean that uses a huge endoskeleton of a monster as its armor, while inside hides a little “space sucker.” This idea was loosely inspired by the Dalek robots from Dr. Who, which Hickox has always been fond of.

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“They had this protective shell that was mean, and inside there were actually these small slime monsters,” Hickox describes. “So imagine that inside this alien shell is a kind of weasely little slug controlling it all.”

Though monster favorites are an integral focus in the Waxwork framework, more modern creations also get the Keen touch. The lineup includes Godzilla (with a smoker’s cough). shopping mall zombies, a nifty albino alien and a woman who transforms into a panther.

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“It’s been four years since the last one. so the audience is more sophisticated, and we’re more sophisticated as a group,” comments Keen. “This movie is strong on the monster elements.

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For the Poe segment, Keen designed the woman transforming into a big jungle cat, which he feels is one of the picture’s FX highlights. “She’s absolutely incredible,” Keen raves. “We have this five-stage transformation and end up with this beautiful mechanical head. It’s very sexy.”

One of Waxwork II’s grislier elements is a homage to the 1963 classic The Haunting. Shot in black and white, this sequence features Bruce Campbell with his chest cavity carved open in the shape of a diamond and fully exposed. While birds peck at it, other assorted maladies occur to make it more than just a “flesh wound.”

“It’s kind of asking, “What can you do to the human body and still keep somebody standing there?” Hickox grins. “It’s very Monty Pythonesque, and it’s certainly the most graphic scene, but it doesn’t play that way because it’s shot in black and white. The alien scene as it stands now is pretty graphic, and so is all the medieval stuff.”

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In addition, a Dawn of the Deadlike segment set in a shopping mall promises to spurt enough grue to fill a beer keg. As Hickox explains, “The camera never shies away from a good death.”

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CAST/CREW Directed Anthony Hickox Written Anthony Hickox

Zach Galligan as Mark Loftmore Monika Schnarre as Sarah Brightman Martin Kemp as Baron Von Frankenstein Bruce Campbell as John Loftmore Michael Des Barres as George Jim Metzler as Roger Sophie Ward as Elenore Marina Sirtis as Gloria Billy Kane as Nigel Joe Baker as The Peasant Juliet Mills as The Defense Lawyer John Ireland as King Arthur Patrick Macnee as Sir Wilfred David Carradine as The Beggar Alexander Godunov as Scarabis

CREDITS/REFERENCES/SOURCES/BIBLIOGRAPHY Cinefantastique v22n06 Fangoria Horror Spectacular#05

DOUBLE FEATURE RETROSPECTIVE – Waxwork (1988)/Waxwork II Lost in Time (1992) SUMMARY In a small suburban town, a group of high school students--Mark Loftmore (Zach Galligan), China Webster (Michelle Johnson), Sarah Brightman (Deborah Foreman), Gemma (Clare Carey), James (Eric Brown) and Tony (Dana Ashbrook)visit a mysterious wax museum, resulting from Sarah and China's earlier encounter with a taciturn gentleman (Warner) who claims to own the exhibit and extends them an invitation.

#80sFilms #80sHORROR #90sMovies #DOUBLE FEATURE RETROSPECTIVE #Vestron

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About Me Meme

Thank you for the tags!! @shellysaurus-rex and @kantan-kt ^^ Although I’m not that interesting ^^”

Rules: Tag 20 followers you’d like to get to know better....Pffff what makes you think I have that many people interested in my blog? OTL

Nickname: Errr I don’t really have one but I guess I have Michy and Michu (thank you for that @orangihaze ^^) Gender: Female Zodiac sign: Aquarius Height: 5'3″ (My doctor had lied to me one year saying i was 5′4″ OTL)

Sexual Orientation: Um....maybe Bisexual? I mean there are some rather cute ladies out there and hot guys. But with my awkward ass there’s not much hope for me for either gender Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff!! (and proud of it! I have Newt as a senpai! xD) Favorite colour: I like blue....and black?

Favorite animal: You do realize that I made Karen a tiger for a reason right? :3 Time right now: 9:24pm Average hours of sleep: Um.... *counts fingers* probably around 5? I mean I get more on vacation but when school starts (in like four days OTL) that’s the average hours I get. Blame Target. Lucky number: 10? (honestly I don’t have any)

Cat or a Dog person: Even though I have a dog (and I love him to death) I like both ^^

Favourite Fictional Character(s): Oh boy.....

Kaneki, Hide, Hinami, and Touka (tokyo Ghoul) Inaho and Slaine (Aldnoah Zero) Makato, Haru, Kisame, Sousuke (Free! Eternal Summer) Takumi, Laslow, Camila, Kaze, Leo (Fire Emblem fates) Chrom, Lonqu, Lisa,Lucina, Morgan, Stahl, Fredrick (Fire Emblem Awakening) Link, Midna, Zelda (Legend of Zelda)

There’s probably more but yeah, let’s leave it at that.... O_O

Last thing googled: FFXV....I finished the game and god it broke my heart and I need the soundtrack now

Blankets I sleep with: One in the winter (i use a heater if it’s too cold) and when it’s summer...I tend to sleep on my covers, no blankets. Favorite band: asdfghjkh I tend to listen to anime music, soundtracks, and the occasional rock/pop bands. So....no favorite. Dream trip: To travel the world with my friends. Both online and irl ^^

Dream job: Working in an animation studio or even a gaming company.

Wearing right now: Jeans, a thermal and my highschool grad sweater.....with a tokyo ghoul blanket. My house is cold..... Age of blog: Oh god.....um.....I had this since highschool....so at least four years OTL Following: Around 100. I had to cut it down because it was just getting too much for me to keep track of. OTL

Followers: It says 96 but I’m sure that at least 10 of my followers are those porn blogs. Pfff who wants to even follow me? Posts: around 8,000 Lots of the posts are art reblogs. (I don’t have that much interesting stuff.....why are you guys following me again? I’m not that interesting.)

When Did My Blog Reach It’s Peak: When I joined the fatesona community. But even then, my blog isn’t that active....

What Made me Decide to Get Tumblr: Honestly I have no idea. I made it in highschool so it may have been just something to pass time? *shrugs*

What I post about: Fatesona.....i’m not talented enough to make art pieces of other fandoms OTL I just usually reblog stuff.

Do I Get Asks Regularly: Pffffffffff Like I said before, I’m not that interesting. It’s a miracle if I get notes for any of posts.

Aesthetic: Epic Instrumental Music (*cough gamesoundtracks cough*) I am tagging: um.....let’s see..... @happywonderfuldays, @fatedchosenone, @orangihaze, and @oreowarrior? If you guys dont mind?

#um ask meme #i have no idea what to tag this as #txt post

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mahouproject-one · 6 years

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self defense class | joon-young | chapter 4 trial re: mitsuo, mi-ke

This was going downhill fast. Nearly everyone was pinning this on Mitsuo. With an uncomfortable feeling in his gut, Joon kept glancing over at the boy in question, appearing to begin to lose his cool.

“You guys aren’t serious, right? Michu wouldn’t kill two people and then just dump the rest of us and leave.” Well, he wasn’t sure about the rest of them, but.

“Even if he forgot about me, he wouldn’t do that… He’s not that kind of person.” Perhaps he was the only one who thought that way… He said this, and yet he had no evidence to actually prove it, which didn’t make for a very strong case.

Then, just as emotions were running high, Mi-ke pushed the steering wheel to make the ship head straight for Joon-young. He had been expecting it, but he had not been in the head-space for defending himself yet.

“Oh boy. Let’s get into this then, shall we?” He sounded tired. “First of all, I’m not Kunie’s only friend. Though I really do wish more of you made an effort, I know you at least are friends with them, Mi-ke. Therefore, you can’t just make me the suspect based on that alone. Maybe the suspect used invisibility magic or something too, we don’t know.

"Second, just because I didn’t let people see inside my closet doesn’t mean I did anything. It could be completely unrelated to the case. Or maybe I could be covering for someone else. I’ll leave it up to your imagination.

"And lastly, I would rather refrain from demonstrating my major spell. This is a strategy, you know? If I reveal my major spell now, then people are going to tell that it was me if I used it again in future. Not that I ever plan to do anything malicious with it, but you know. I’d rather take precautions.”

Joon folded his arms and peered off to the side, indicating he had finished speaking.

#mahouichi #chrono #chapter four #trial #joon young #submission

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It was never a competition - A Kenna x Raydan fanfic

Summery: As he watches Kenna and Dom spar for old time’s sake, Raydan can’t help but feel a slight pinch at his heart. Dom has given Kenna something Raydan could never give her - the possibility to say goodbye to her loved ones, to the ones she lost. Kenna has gotten her closure, but Dom never did. *Jumps from Kenna’s and Raydan’s POV* Author’s note: @michue reminded of the scene at the end of TCATF trilogy, where Kenna and Dom were sparring outside the castle, just like they did at the beginning of the series, and requested a jealous Raydan over it. I decided to write this piece as a part two to this fanfic - ”It’s all healthy competition” Dom/Raydan. I hope you’re fine with it! I recommend reading that fanfic if you haven’t, and then continuing on to this one, all though you don’t have to read it for it to make sense. I also a decided to slightly link this fanfic with “A breath of relief” mentioning a certain (not very liked) character, and introducing another oc. hang in there, this might be leading somewhere... ;) I hope you like it! 😘

It’s been a year since they got married, and a few months since Kenna gave birth to their beautiful boy, Adrien. Raydan was now holding the baby, while Kenna and Dom sparred for old time’s sake. His son was giggling in his arms, clearly happy to be held. Raydan couldn’t hide his happiness, either, as he was watching his son in awe. Kenna won, of course, and reminded Dom how she always had won in those kind of battles they had. He made a snarky comment about turning into a dragon, at which Adrien took interest. Well, maybe not interest, since the boy didn’t really know what dragon meant, at that time, but he was clearly looking towards Dominic’s direction right now. Dom took notice of that, too, and came by, ruffling his hair. “Are you being a good boy? Not giving too much trouble for your parents, eh? I sure hope so!” Dom talked to Adrien, who just played with the hem of his sleeve. “Yeah, he sure is.” Raydan said, proudly. Dom couldn’t hide a sorrowful look in his eyes, and Raydan has thought back to their talk at the eve of the battle. Both of them cared for Kenna deeply. Cared. They were in love. Ultimately, Kenna chose Raydan. He was the happiest man alive, and she assured him she was as well. She beamed walking down the aisle, she beamed when they said their vows, and she beamed when Adrien came into the world. They had a happy marriage, but Dom and her were growing further apart, for obvious reasons, too. He couldn’t get away fast enough after the wedding, and while he was visiting Stormholt as ambassador many times, he didn’t stay longer than he needed. The only times he was still being her best friend, was when he was giving her lessons on how to enter the spirit world. Kenna told Raydan all about it, how excited yet nervous she was, and he was happy for her, but couldn’t deny the pinch in his heart of Dom being able to give Kenna something that he never could.

Kenna stepped beside them too, and Dom shook out of his expression before she could notice. Instead, he smiled at her warmly. “So, I’ll see you around?” Dom jokingly winks at her. “You’re leaving so soon?” Kenna asks, pouting. “Ah. The duties of an ambassador.” He throws his hands to the air, as if he’s saying ‘I have no other choice’. “Stand no competition to the orders of a queen.” Kenna teases, back. Dom smirks, but all of them know that he has to go. Each has his reasons, and they say their goodbyes before turning to their ways. Kenna takes Adrien back in her arms, playing with him as they walk towards the castle. Raydan doesn’t plan on mentioning to her his thoughts and worries. Usually, they’re very open with each other. They talk about pretty much everything, especially if it’s something that’s bothering them. But how can he saw ‘Your best friend is in love with you and I just can’t stand it’? in a good way? He comes to the conclusion he can’t, and remains silent. Kenna notices him being quiet. Too quiet. As they walk back to the castle. She knows Raydan enjoys the silence sometimes, and decides that if something was bothering him, he’d tell her. So she plays with her son until she tucks him to sleep. When she comes back to her room, Raydan is fast asleep. She frowns at that, but shrugs, climbing into bed beside him. In the following morning, Kenna concentrated on her duties and worked on a formal letter that was supposed to be sent out, but couldn’t find the right words. “Ugh. What’s wrong with me? I do this all the time.” She swallows, angrily crumpling the piece of paper and throwing it to the ground. “Um. Your majesty. If I may… I could write that for you if you’d like.” Evelyn, a newly hired advisor stood at her door. She was a young girl, and tried to prove herself amongst the other advisors. Especially with Cornelius. “That won’t be necessary.” Kenna said in a rough tone, and the girl backed away. Kenna was mad at herself for scolding the girl, and took note of apologizing, later. “I need a break.” Kenna decided to herself, and stood up from her chair. She decided to take a walk in the castle’s garden, where she and Dom sparred just yesterday, and thought she saw Raydan in the distance. With a smile, she approached him, seeing him talking to Jackson and sending him off on a mission. As she got closer, Raydan noticed her, and smiled simply. “Busy day?” She asked. “Seems like it.” He told her. They walked together to a nearby tree, and sat under it. Kenna rested her head on Raydan’s shoulder, and he wrapped a hand over her back. It should’ve been just what she needed, it should’ve been perfect… - but it wasn’t. While he held her, he didn’t look her in the eye. He looked… felt… distant. He could’ve been just tired, Kenna figured. It’s not like they had an easy job, and both had those days where exhaustness just washed over them. “I saw my mother yesterday.” She wanted to share with him. She wanted to tell him all about it, even yesterday – If he hadn’t acted that way. It seemed as if it touched Raydan, since he shifted towards her, but even as his eyes met hers – something felt wrong. With him not talking to her yesterday, falling asleep early without her, avoiding conversation and acting distant, something just didn’t add up. “Is everything okay?” Kenna forrowed her eyebrows in a worried expression. She had just seen him sending Jackson off on a mission. Was something wrong? And how didn’t he tell her about it? “It’s…” He sighed. “Everything’s fine. How was your talk?” He tried to change subject. He really did seem interested with her talk with her mother, Gabriel, and Leon, but Kenna was never one to give up that easily. “Raydan.” She simply says. She doesn’t even know if she used her queenly voice, or her ‘motherly’ voice, or the combination of both. But either way – it worked. Something in Raydan’s eyes changed, and he finally looked at her with honesty. “It’s nothing you should worry about.” He assures her. He has to. “But I’m just… I can’t compete with him, Kenna.” His voice sounded vulnerable, and he was very well aware of that. “With… Him? Who are you… referring to?” She looked confused. “Dominic.” Raydan didn’t want to make it into a fight, and it wasn’t. But how didn’t she notice he was talking about Dom? It was obvious. “Dom? What does he have to do with this?” She questions again. Raydan holds her hand. “Kenna. He’s in love with you. Has been, for years.” Raydan sighs again after saying this. “And he’s your best friend. I’ll never tell you not to be friends with him, never. But I don’t know how much more I can take off those sorrowful looks he gives whenever we’re around. Whenever he watched Adrien.” Raydan confesses. Watching Dom like that makes Raydan feel as if he wronged him. He knows this isn’t easy on Dominic, as well. But it seems that Kenna’s unaware of any of it. Kenna blinks at him. She probably realizes he’s telling the truth, but Dom had done a pretty good job at hiding his feeling from her. “He’s not in love with me, Raydan…” Kenna says, caressing his cheeks. “He’s just a dear friend.” She tells him. “He’s a dear friend for me, too.” Raydan replies. Maybe this is part of why it’s bothering him, too. It’s not like he could ever hate Dom. He doesn’t even wish he could. “But he is.” He notes to Kenna. He is in love with her. “He told me so, before battling Azura.” Raydan swallows. He knows he’s probably taking this too seriously, but he couldn’t help how he felt. Kenna considers for a moment, but her hands remain on each side of Raydan’s face. “I don’t know about that. But even if it’s true, I’ve never felt the same way. I like Dom, a lot. I love him as a friend. But I was never in love with him. It was never a competition, I was never in love with anyone but you, Raydan.” Her words have an immediate effect on Raydan. He can’t help but to kiss her, holding her closely and tightly. They’ve never discussed Kenna’s relationship before Raydan. They talked about many things, but this never came up. Maybe because Kenna insisted it was never serious. But not knowing was even worse than hearing about her kissing other people. Raydan wanted her all to himself. And somehow, he got so lucky that he had just that. It was as if her reminding him that she only ever loved him put everything back into place. She kissed back, finally feeling her lighter. She lost herself in the kiss. Until they needed to break for air, they were already lying on the grass. Kenna was thankful no one of her subject hadn’t seen them, but even if they did, she wouldn’t mind – since that kiss was worth it. “So, he’s in love with me?” She asks. Raydan shrugs. “I’ll bet my money on that.” He tells her, and she lets out a chuckle. “What do you think I should do?” She asks him. “Should I confront him? Or just let it slide and hope it’ll go away?” She’s married now. Happily married. And she knows Dom won’t act on his feelings, but he’s still her best friend, and she cares for him. “Hoping it’ll go away won’t work. Believe me, I’ve tried.” Raydan shrugs. “I believe he needs closure. I know I’d want it, if I was in his situation.” Honestly, he can’t imagine his life without Kenna. “Then I’ll have to talk to him.” Raydan always had the best advice. Even with all her advisors, Kenna was still most interested in Raydan’s opinion. Raydan looks at her. “You don’t have to.” He states, wrapping a hand over her, this time sincerely. “Not just because I told you it bothered me-“ But she cuts him off before he’s able to finish. “I’m doing it for him. And for us.” She explains, and Raydan nods, accepting her reasoning. After they’ve settled this, Kenna tells Raydan all about her trip to the spirit world. His favorite part is Queen Adriana almost fainting upon hearing Kenna’s married and a mother. He would’ve loved her, he’s sure of that. Kenna spent almost her entire day with Raydan at the garden, but slipped back into her throne room to finish that letter from earlier today. When she found the letter, it was already done. Someone wrote the paper the perfect message, and prepared the envelope for it, too. The only thing that was missing is the royal signature, and it was ready to be sent out. A bold move. Kenna thought, as she signed it. I love it. She summoned Evelyn back, holding the ready envelope in her hands. A look of terror passed over Evelyn’s face. “I’m so sorry if I disrespected you. I truly thought you didn’t give me a chance and-“ She started apologizing and excusing herself, when Kenna just waved her hand at her, motioning for her to stop. “None of that.” She tells her, this time with a warm tone and a smile. “I just wanted to say it was brilliant. Can you send this out?” She hands her the letter. “Of course, your majesty. Right away.” Evelyn takes the letter, bows and runs off. But Kenna manages to catch the excited, proud, huge grin on her face.

#playchoices #the crown and the flame #kenna x raydan #kenna x dom #fanfic #my writing #hehehe i might have a little purpose for all those ocs #also this was the last requesttt #;D

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