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<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"><span style="font-size: 18px">IDRIS ADELINA BELLUCCI</span></span></b><br/>
<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)"><span style="font-size: 12px">Ability | Elemental Recomposition <br/>
Location | Operations Room<br/>
Mentioning | Everyone</span></span>​</div><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">When Terry had approached Idris, coming from behind her chair to wrap her in a hug, Idris' dark eyes closed against the contact. Her hands reached up, gently gripping Terry's forearms as she soaked in the hug, a hug she hadn't known she'd needed, but God did it feel amazing. Terry was the oldest sibling, the only elder sibling that Idris had ever had in her life before the Matrix and her life after. When Idris' own inner rage, which everyone assumed she kept in check, became to much she would confide in Terry, about the terrible darkness she found within herself. Being an Almighty was hard enough, the chaotic energy and complete domination over the Elements causing much turmoil within her, yet Idris had always presented a put together front. Terry was one of the very few, aside from Emmy and perhaps Tristan, that knew of her struggles. Mother had always said that with a power such as her own, the battle of good and bad would be a bit harder. In Idris' mind, it felt difficult to complain. Of course her battle against good and bad was strong, but when she thought of the others such as Addy with her Fatigue Manipulation or Terry with her Hyper Experience, or even Iris being a Witch, she felt that she had things a bit easier. She'd always acknowledged their struggles and while she knew some of them were not fans of her, she cared for them. In her own way, she cared. Idris knew that she could be out of touch, knew that she could be cold and blunt, but... The Cabal was her life now.<br/>
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As her eyes scanned the room, landing on those that were present already, she found a bit of appreciation for Addy. She hadn't spoken with her, hadn't known how to quite yet, but... Well, her support of Emmy had always been something she admired about the girl most, even if she'd never told her. She loved Terry for her strength and her understanding. She loved Chris for his need to serve others. She loved Tristan for being an upbeat and caring light in her otherwise dark world. She loved Iris for her curiosity and her honesty. She loved Alissa for her whimsical personality and her unique gift. She loved Kenji for his adaptability and his focus. And she loved Emmy for her soul, for her way of bringing them all together, even if she didn't realize it. Each and every one of them served a purpose to one another, whether they realized it or not, and with all of them combined, well... Mother had seen an image of what they could all be - a family of once strangers, a family of misfits whose lives had been altered by The Matrix, the one thing that had led them all to one another.<br/>
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Whatever Emmy had found in those documents, whatever had awaken The Matrix from its slumber, Idris had no doubt that it would be something they'd all have to face together. Once upon a time, they had been unshakable. There had been dislikes amongst the group, there had been quarrels and personal vendettas, but long ago they had been united. Perhaps it had been Mother than had united them, but as she stared around the room at those present and those who were just entering, Mother's vision filled her head.<br/>
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<i>"You are a leader, Idris. A strong and capable individual. There will be times that your faith and your resolve are shaken, times when you see the others as projects rather than family, but I must caution you against such a view. Each and every one of you were chosen for a reason, were altered on a molecular level, and brought together by forces unknown to even me. I won't always be here to lead you, Idris, but you must remember... No matter what happens, you must protect them. And you must confide in them, allow them to protect you in return. Because one day, perhaps very soon, they will be all that you have left. And that is not a weakness, my love. That is the greatest strength any of us could ever ask for." </i><br/>
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Mother's need for a better world for them all, her need to keep them together, was now Idris' mission. Without Mother, she did not think they needed a leader, but someone to show support, someone to show hope in them all. She did not know if she could fill those roles, but... she'd damn sure try.</span>