The Reapers: Under New Management

Ophelia grinned. The Reapers were now under new management. "Who said it was? they only bathed in the Tars of Sasha. maybe the Tar is wearing off in potency. My Tears will stay strong long after I die. so," She turned toward Lilith. "How do you feel about incredible power flroing through your veins?"

((Styx, didn't realize anyone was on! Became Admin of a few more sites, and I've gotten busy busy busy!))

"Oh, so you are already a conduit?" Ophelia gazed at Lilith. "I see. the fact that you aren't a total idiot should have tipped me off."

Ophelia sighed, she had difficulty understanding this one. "I bet you are quite the shot. be so kind as to explain your definition of Ungodly.." as she said this, she raised her arms, and blck water dripped to the ground, seeming to be a force of it's own, anting to devour the mind. Sasha's tar was just a liquid, the Tears moved with their own thought, and Opheilia merely guided the, kept them under her will. if they were to break free of that control.....

"Oh come on, aren't we on the same side? if I were to utilize your sills, it would be better if i knew them, so I could better prepare my plans."

Ophelia's face turned a much deeper, darker shade of blue. "Hands. remove them. now." the tone in her voice left no room for debate.

Ophelia's reacton was instantaneous, Tears coating her arm, she swung at Lilith, her fingers clawed, pouring Black Water from her hands. at the samwe time, she threw a wave over her head to crash down onto Lilith. Then, she Melted into the Water, the pool spreading rapidly as she waited. she went to her Grave Diggers, and appeared from the ground, and spoke. "Build me a grave to bury my foe."

"As you wish," the mindless digger said. He carved a hole with his shovel, and Ophelia stepped into it, falling underneath the earth. Ophelia traveled towards Lilith underground, ready to rise in explosive fasion. she still had some tricks up her sleeve...

((Powerplay, Ophelia didn't rise from the ground yet. please repost))

Ophelia traveled towards Lilith underground, and exploded beneath her, blasting her backwards on an explosion of rock and debris

((I don't know, XD))

"I am made of sorrow itself." Ophelia looked to her Reapers. "I see you have an interesting poweer, for a limited time, you can mimic the powers of others. my power isn't so much as controlling the Sea's power, so much as directing it's rage."

Absolutely nothing happened. ((that's bordering a powerplay, there. be lucky you were only trying.))

Opheilia crossed her arms. she was, at the very least, imoressed. "any other talents, or is that it?" she asked, and while the cynical tone never left her voice, she didn't seem to be taunting. far from it.

Ophelia grinned. "good indeed. we could use that in the Drowning Doom."