I don't know what I'm supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you
@[Chaol]
i kind of thought it would be fun to end the current thread and pick up a new one after what happened between vul and her because i am Very Dramatic.
Beqanna
Assailant -- Year 226
"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
don't know what I'm supposed to do; chaol
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12-31-2018, 07:41 PM
I don't know what I'm supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you @[Chaol] i kind of thought it would be fun to end the current thread and pick up a new one after what happened between vul and her because i am Very Dramatic. the heaviness in my heart belongs to gravity
01-01-2019, 11:07 PM
There really shouldn’t be any reason why he felt so uneasy. The sun was warm and he was soaking up the little bit of warmth that it provided on this particularly nice day. Nice for winter anyways. The sun was shining and there didn’t appear to be a cloud in the sky. But there was still an itch under his feathers that he couldn’t quite scratch no matter how many times he tried. It was a fingertip along his spine and a restless unease that kept his hooves moving through the light dusting of snow.
His ears flicker back amongst the windblown tendrils of his mane and he chomps his teeth in irritation. This was not how he wanted to spend his day. He snorts then, his hair falling across his face and obscuring his vision. At least for a little bit, until he found his way amongst the trees and had to weave his way around them. So it’s actually a bit of a surprise to find her hidden away amongst the shadows of the trees. Where the wind seems to have more of a bite without the subtly warm rays of the sun. He pauses, an automatic smile curling his lips as he watches her. She hadn’t noticed him yet, but the longer he watched her, the more that restless unease he had been carrying inside him all damn day seemed to get worse. He narrows her eyes, watching her, seeing her still not move for minutes now. Something was not right. He moves towards her with a purpose. He takes one long look at her face and rage, absolute murderous rage rises in his. It takes him a long moment to tuck it away, but his body is already sliding alongside her own, his eyes taking in her wounds and giving him a moment to push away that loathing. In his experience there was only one reason that she would be so absolutely broken. “I’m going to fucking kill him Lily.” He grumbles, his wing sliding across her back and tucking her up against his side. His lips find her neck and they trace a soft path along to her cheek. An opposite of what she had been through under Vulgaris. Everything he did was soft, light, gentle. Even if he almost trembled with rage. “Come on baby. Let it out.” The endearment slipping past his lips without thought and it’s not something that he catches. Far too worried about her. Far too angry to think straight. “I need you to use your magic and heal yourself sweet girl. Come on. You can do it. I need you to. Okay?” His worried (mixed with that anger he still couldn’t quite tuck all the way away) eyes find hers. @leliana ok! lol
01-02-2019, 11:04 PM
I don't know what I'm supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you @[Chaol] the heaviness in my heart belongs to gravity
01-03-2019, 09:13 PM
He doesn’t take that flinch personally. He understands. He knows.
Nor does he worry about what she is trying to hide from him when her face turns away. He can be patient and persistent when he needed to be. But never did he think she was weak or a failure or less than she was. Because in his world, she was an absolute warrior queen, even now, even when she felt like she was adrift in an endless ocean. He would never think she was less. Never. She protests and he can only sigh. “I wouldn’t do it anyways Lily. Not even as much as I want to.” Some of the rage slips out on the sigh that he blows past his lips. “I wouldn’t do that to your daughters or to you.” He presses his lips against her cheek when she tries to look away. When she doesn’t quite meet his eyes. “You don’t have to hide from me.” He says the words softly, soft rushes of warm air along her cheek. “It’s there. It seems gone right now because you’ve been betrayed by the one man who was supposed to love you beyond everything.” The fires burn hotter in his belly, his anger needed an outlet but it would have to simmer for now. He presses soft touches everywhere he can reach, calming even if he was not calm. Showing her that without a doubt she was more. She would be more. “But it’s there. You are going to have to dig a little to find it again sweet girl.” And he would be there for her, every damn step of the way. “You don’t have to do it today. You just sit here with me and let me fuss okay?” A small smile curls his lips, slightly strained around the edges, but it was a smile. @[leliana] |
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