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I am dark matter, your road to ruin; Djuna - Reave - 06-25-2021 i am the mace, the map, the fall and the high He is lost in thought as he traverses the edges of the meadow, dreams and plans and schemes whirling in a way that would be nearly impossible for anyone with the ability to follow. With memories lingering in so many forgotten corners of Beqanna and all the possibilities to come coursing through his skull, it is a wonder he has not surrendered to madness. reave @Djuna RE: I am dark matter, your road to ruin; Djuna - Djuna - 06-29-2021 Djuna the would-be queen Djuna's mind is blank as she zigzags back and forth across the open Meadow. She's trying hard not to think too much, concerned where it might lead her if she does. The past few weeks have been nothing but thinking, and all she wants now is to rest. Tall autumn-dried grass dances against her sides, the tide of rich yellows parting against the vessel of her body as she zigzags back and forth across the open plain. The inside of her pretty head is empty, no real goal or destination in mind as she wanders back and forth, back and forth. Eventually the speckled woman finds herself at the edge of a small pool, its glassy surface disrupted by the waterfall at the far edge. The gentle murmur of water lures her from the safety of the grass. Forward she steps until she's nearly at the sandy bank. But then she sees him, standing just across the little stream, and she freezes. Not out of recognition, but disbelief. What ― who? ― is she looking at? Skin splits and cracks and gives way to sun-bleached bone, protruding ghoulishly through the chestnut stallion's coat. She nearly recoils at first, instinct driving her towards repulsion, but jade eyes remain glued to him. It's strange how she's unable to look away, somehow fascinated despite the way her stomach rolls. 'How does he live like that? Is he in pain?' Djuna wonders as she continues to stare from where she stands on the opposite bank of the pool that separates them, rooted almost as deeply as the grass that sways against her own hips. It's not until several seconds later that she realizes there's blood dripping from his hip, carving a rivulet of crimson through his chestnut-and-ivory coat. Ten, twenty, thirty more seconds pass by before Djuna finally forces herself forward from her spot, stepping out from the midst of the grasses and onto the sandy edge of the bank. "Hey!" she calls out over the distant droning of the waterfall and the susurration of water, "are you okay? You're bleeding." @Reave RE: I am dark matter, your road to ruin; Djuna - Reave - 07-01-2021 i am the mace, the map, the fall and the high He is aware of her the moment she settles on the opposite bank, her memories a cloud of stories around her dancing on the emotion coursing through her breast. He is curious, as he always is, but he says nothing at first. Instead he stares, blue eyes gleaming with a strange brightness behind the glow of his bone mask. He knows the moment she realizes he is there, and the moment she recognizes what she is looking at. The revulsion and the fascination that war with each other. reave @Djuna RE: I am dark matter, your road to ruin; Djuna - Djuna - 07-05-2021 Djuna the would-be queen His question gives her pause. "Well... I guess... I don't really know." Djuna admits somewhat sheepishly, embarrassment flaring hot under her skin. Helping others had never really been imperative to her, unfortunately, and as such she'd never learned how to react in a situation where someone else might be relying upon her for their well-being. The once-was princess never had reason to believe she might end up in a situation like that. Luck is the only excuse she has for avoiding it this time around. Pale lips press together briefly in consternation as she considers her next words. "I guess I would have tried to find someone who could heal you. I couldn't do it myself but I'm sure there must be others who would." That was the reasonable thing to do, right? Compassion, empathy, tenderness, all these things had never been particular strong points in Djuna's personality, but she knew what neediness looked like when she saw it. That wasn't to say that this guy looked needy ― but... well, what else was she supposed to think when he had bone and blood pressing from his skin? These kinds of... oddities, they didn't occur back home. Horns and wings and split hooves, the occasional odd color, those were normal. This was most certainly not. So she bit her tongue, not wanting to offend. He must be fine, she figures, if he can speak so calmly while actual bones protruded from his flesh. Would it be untoward of her to ask him about it? She inches towards the edge of the pool, stopping when she feels water lapping at her pasterns. The green-eyed woman opens her mouth and before she can really think, asks, "So this is... normal for you?" So much for not being rude. @Reave RE: I am dark matter, your road to ruin; Djuna - Reave - 07-06-2021 i am the mace, the map, the fall and the high He can see the hesitation and embarrassment in the memories that assault her in the wake of his prying question. It had to be uncomfortable realizing that he understood her inability to help if he had genuinely needed it. Aside from her lack of healing abilities, while she is not a particularly small mare, he is still larger. And heavier, weighted down as he is by the bone armor jutting through his skin. reave @Djuna |