09-11-2017, 10:57 AM
Reagan
I want you to know that I'm all yours; you and me, we're the same force.
Somewhere along the line, she had lost herself.
She had been wrapped up inside the heart of another, and had forgotten her own power. Offspring saw a storm….Reagan saw a sad little puddle. In another life—the one that she had known with Plug, and with Cross—she had been a force to be reckoned with, and she had done the taking, rather than the other way around. It has been forever since she has had the confidence in herself that she is necessary. That she is needed.
But, suddenly none of that mattered anymore. Her green eyes stared up at Offspring, with the sudden realization that she could not predict the future. Even knowing she could see what could happen next, she knew it was only one of a countless number of possibilities. Looking into his mind—ever so gingerly—she could see his past, his brokenness. He was not ready. He may never be ready.
And she was through defining herself by the relationships that she kept.
She laughs to herself—an airy sound that never quite reached above a mere whisper. If he knew she was fawning over him… he would probably run for the hills. She know she would.
But what she did not expect was him to break his conversation with Tantalize immediately. She feels his presence, and turns to meet his gaze. The beach is calm and soothing, and the sand beneath her hooves reminds her of calmer days on the Motherland. Before her life was so turbulent.
Before her life is this.
She hears him speak, and she twists her dark lips into a smile, reaching up to lip his nose affectionately. He does not pause for long though before turning the conversation to more important things. Whatever was between them—if anything—would have to be put off until another time. “I am not entirely sure. I know that there was a change in leadership. Everyone scattered, and then, a wall. The land rumbled and anyone in the vicinity would have had to be dead not to know that something sinister was happening.” She takes a breath, and steps out to view the ocean, her gaze heavy—her heart even heavier.
“Ruan was deposed. Creatures in the forest whisper that a white Ghost with fire in his eyes became the new King, and that the Wall was put up to keep others out…or in. The fight over the land was rough. The land rumbled and then there was a loud howling. Everyone who did not get out, died. With Jinju missing….I fear the worst. I may not see them anymore, but I do still care about what is left of my family…” Her voice trails off then…unable to continue.
“The wall remains… but it is impossible to pass. Even for me. The wall was created by magic… one can only guess who created it. Or who caused it to go under.”
“Your offer is generous, and I will take it if you genuinely want me here.” Reagan stands still, looking at him, almost wanting so shuffle her feet. “As for who I brought with me...That night at the river…I” A blush plays across her features. “Our daughter waits at the border of this land. Her name is Ceara.”