[private] lost and can't be found, liv

[Livinia]

l i v i n i a. The darkness does not deter Livinia. No, she is the daughter of shadow and smoke. She doesn’t fear the darkness and the monsters.  The darkness is her home. The shadows her family. And the monsters that lurk? They do not strike fear into her unbeating heart.  No. Instead it is a trill of anticipation that stirs somewhere deep within. A longing to see the predators that prowl in the dark.  She’s long been restored to her own body, but some part of her mind remains claimed by the predator.  It’s not a hinderance in her eyes, this bloodlust that sleeps within the marrow of her bones. It’s the flicker of life that she clings so desperately to.  She’s become a creature of two extremes. Part of her consumed with want. (So much want.) Want of affection. Of exhilaration. Of blood. Of risk. Of danger.  The other part entirely vacant. A void who cared little and wanted nothing at all.  Hollow. Unfeeling.  She teetered between the two constantly, but in the darkness she had grown bolder. Had allowed herself to hunt. To crave. To want in ways she had never allowed herself to before. Even though the open sands of Pangea will always be home, she has a special fondness for this forest. She finds herself longing for her feline vision, but has learned to navigate on her own in the darkness. She’s mastered her smoke - learning to become one with the smoke - instead of moving through the forest as flesh and bone. But today she travels as flesh, not as smoke, letting the tendrils curl around her ankles as she walks. She finds herself longing for him. For her twin. Her other half.  She had always known that Jamie was destined for great things - and that those things would take him from her side - but that never stoped her want. So when the fog brushes against her skin, the flesh prickles with both cold and anticipation.  She turns, immediately moving to curl into his touch. “You’ve been busy, Jamie,” she says, with the smallest of smiles dancing across dark lips. such is life, such is death.

 

@[jamie]

@[The Monsters] liv’s cryogenic preservation? (im sorry you made this too fun)