She stood there, familiar and alien to the doll. Shi stood there, familiar and threatening to the former witch. The combat doll forced hir muscles to relax to make hir posture less aggressive. The witch turned priestess stood rigid shaking.
"I still love you." The doll said as calm as rainfall.
"I don't think you use that word the same way I do." The Priestess trembled, fury in her eyes. "I want you out of my house. You have tainted everything I've worked to build here. You have driven everyone away from this house in tears."
The doll stifled a flinch. She would not see that reaction. "I think you have the wrong person in mind when you say that." Hir heart ached. Shi wanted to hug the priestess. Hir, no... she hadn't been hir witch in a while. And shi hadn't been her doll in two years. "You drove so many away and into the streets, you know that's true." Shi said calmly.
"I don't care what the truth is, you still have tainted everything I have tried to create." The priestess glared at her former doll. The doll looked at the black ichored lines tied all around the priestess' body and joints.
Shi wasn't going to win this fight.
But shi could win the war.
