Lola dosed off with Annika, she rested her head on Annika's lap and felt a jolt when her face started warming up dramatically.
Lola peeled her face off her lap and blinked several times, the burning didn't stop. Lola softly brushed her face with her hand, and it seemed to spread to her hand as well. She yelped in pain as she jumped back and wiped whatever was on her hand on her skirt and whatever was on her face on her shirt.
She could hear her clothes sizzling.
Lola went wide eyed as she watched parts of her clothes somewhat sizzle away.
Annika stared at her with droopy eyes, "sorry," she simply said as she looked at her lap, from her stomach, chest, lap and legs she was beginning to bleed onto her lap, her once white shirt now a deep, dark red. "You may have burns for the rest of your life," she informed, "it doesn't affect clothing too much, it'll wash out."
Lola was huffing and puffing, "thank you, that's very comforting."
Annika didn't seem to notice the sarcasm.
Annika let off a small groan, Lola watched as she fluttering her wings.
Lola was never good with hurt. She's always made it worse or never knew what exactly to do. But Lola could see how bad Annika's wings looked, you could see the skin, stripped of almost all feathers... they looked swollen and bright red and very painful, like a bare chicken wing.
Lola walked over to Annika, she watched as she let off a loud groan, her featherless wings fluttered and partly retracted... but not entirely.
"Why don't you just fold your wings?" Lola asked.
Annika let out a loud grunt as her wings attempted retracting again, they finally stopped and Annika huffed and puffed as if she had run a marathon, "it's painful, okay. I've left this too long, I underestimated the time of the jinx," Annika informed.
"Jinx?" Lola asked, she walked back in front of Annika.
"This chair... jinxes Angel powers, both normal, Dark and anything in between. And since I'm a Humanoid, I'm basically a human," she informed, a painful smile on her face, it looked forced though, "with a high pain resistance."
Lola nodded, "so... you don't have your powers?" Lola asked.
Annika shook her head, "not strong ones."
Lola looked at the chair, "then we need to get you out of the chair," Lola informed as she kneeled down and looked at the metal frames around Annika's wrists. She pulled at them as if they could've been ropes.
"It's not that simple, Lola," Annika said, "they've been charmed. You can't just break them."
Lola stood up, "I sure as hell can try," she informed as she looked over at the cart.
Annika watched as Lola walked over to the cart, she saw the pearl sitting there still. She picked up some of the tools, a scalpel, a mini hammer and what looked like a mixture between a hook and a crowbar.
Lola walked back over to Annika and kneeled down to the metal ring, she started stabbing at it with the scalpel... the scalpel chipped until it was practically useless. The hammer ended up breaking upon impact. Lola practically threw the hook at the metal, and it ended up flying to the ceiling and getting stuck in the ceiling.
Annika and Lola stared at it, "how long do you think it'll stay up there?"
Annika's head barely looked at it for more than a second. "I give it ten minutes," she informed aimlessly.
Lola kneeled down to her and looked at her face, Annika was really pale. "God, I gotta get you outta this," Lola informed, she walked back over to the cart.
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The Jewels; Mother of Pearl (#ABA2017)
FantasíaBook 1: Abused by her mother, and bullied by school girls, Lola lives in her own little world. Because her reality is a world where a Dark Lord holds an army of Dark Angels at his fingertips, it wasn't a matter of if she got attacked, but when. That...