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above the clouds of pompeii (RI - escape*)
« on: August 20, 2017, 01:24:15 PM »
Unless necessary for me to post them, it is implied Nike and Gregor are with Keanu. I've left it open for other escapees to join this as well, but I would prefer if only those who are on the 'good-to-go' list are involved. If you are someone who is interested in witnessing Keanu escape, to potentially say goodbye to her, I've left that open as well, but please ask me before you post your character.

Instead of making another thread, I might be throwing in Jezebel as well, along with whoever is accompanying her.

If this is not allowed please let me know!



She sheds her feathers; her valor.

Armor lay in the wake, black and speckled and littering the path she walked. A trail to her, a trail to the edge of the world for cowards, and she looked beyond it with a head held high and the loss of her flower-laden clay heart.

Keanu doesn't look back. She had blood on her face, on her hands; she could not shake the feeling of abandonment that burrowed so fiercely in every dark crevice of her mind.

'I will watch over him,' words to herself, a failed attempt to justify actions she knew as wrong. Actions she condemned with mercy and hesitation. 'He's like my son,' the words crept into her throat, which caught and choked and left her with a broken, silent sob.

The Peregrine was leaving.

She had nothing left to throw behind in desperation to throw off her trail. Their trail. Was it necessary? She would out maneuver her kestrels- or whatever hounds they scrounged up to find the runaways- and keep herself safe. It was her prodigy she feared for. It was the droves of those who had never been beyond the border she felt a necessary urge to protect.

If they would follow her- trust her- believe in her- she would lead them to safety.

"Stay close, stay quiet," Keanu commands, and for once, her confidence is real.

She cannot look back. Not until they are out of the border brush, where she ushers forth the few who listened, where she would be left behind them with instructions of "North, continue heading north. I'm right behind all of you," as she would serve a temporary distraction if need be to allow them the time necessary to get as far as possible.

When they all pass, Keanu gulps. She looks back to her home, she thinks of a wonderful father and two lost lovers, of the golden and silver friends she is choosing to leave behind, of the only muddy brother she had ever truly known. Their names are rope around her neck pulling her back, they're daggers to her heart.

With all the love she has, she hopes to never see them again.
You were a god in my eyes
Above the clouds, above the skies
You were a god in my eyes

You took me walking through the town
Showed me the statues underground
Said just don't they look in peace
Sometimes I wish that was me

I was the son you always had
Tugging at your coat when you were sad
I was the son you always had


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Re: above the clouds of pompeii (RI - escape*)
« Reply #1 on: September 20, 2017, 06:27:31 PM »
doing bullet points for jezebel

- Jezebel runs through the jungle screaming for Hircine or for Tessen, neither appear.
- She gets scared and begins to follow behind the nearest elite she can find, Keanu.
- Sees Keanu is heading for the border, is hesitant, but follows quietly in the chaos.
- Realizes Keanu is leaving, weighs her options, decides to leave with Keanu, who says 'uhhhhh' for a good two minutes before accepting her new fate as this heathen's caretaker.
- Scurries out ahead of Keanu and after Gregor and Nike, who also both stare at her like 'what is this crap?' before also accepting their temporary fate as her new guard dogs.


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Re: above the clouds of pompeii (RI - escape*)
« Reply #2 on: October 06, 2017, 12:45:38 PM »
Saboro was not a place for those who held onto particular expectations of safety. The world was a spiteful and outmaneuvering wench, constantly crafting havoc for her children and destroying stability with all the grace of the drunk and fallen. Luxanna had never been a positive wolf. She was bitter, mostly kept to herself, and blood-washed. She’d grown to maturity during a time where mercy was an irrelevant unnatural phenomenon and love, at least the concept of it, was completely absent.

So then, why, was she able to dredge up some semblance of care when the massive creatures had attacked them? Had scattered their circle and destroyed what little floating ease she’d managed to hold onto? She’d been content, for one moment. Absent of the haunting pressure of her failure and the silence that consumed her mentality. For a moment, a brief moment, there had been color and vibrancy and dare she even recognize it—happiness.

She’d wanted to share that with someone, a particular someone. That… that someone who she’d been waiting on with aching chest and a brilliant smile—goodness, when had she last smiled?—when she’d finally finally relaxed enough with her brother to feel something other than pessimism.  She knew, then, somewhere within her that… that maybe, maybe this was it. That this one little party she’d been far to grumpy and mostly to anxious to approve of, would bring them together in a way they hadn’t been since her Father had held barely stable reigns of his false-family.

They were family again, Bane and herself.

She could add to it. She could think back on those moments that had struck her with fear and loathing and gently begin to peel back the layers and grasp some thread of healing.

Then, of course, terror had struck.

But she was emboldened, passionate. Her blood was singing even as her heart rattled in her chest. For once, for once she felt brave out of more than just her self-imposed need to force herself to act and punish her own body to atone for Kevvie. For once she wanted to move, to live for those who counted on her. Those who needed her.

She needed her!

So she ran and scrambled, separated form the collective she had enjoyed time with earlier to look for the children that were in her care---why, why was it always children?

Spectres!” She called to them, hoping, hoping that they hadn’t been crushed underfoot somewhere or or..

Fledglings?!

She swallowed a croak, dragged a bruised body forward—her idea of distracting some of the creatures aside, she was at least not completely torn asunder by the massive feet and power of the brutes. She hoped… she hoped that they would not be broken again, not destroyed as they’d been when the volcano erupted because she just wasn’t sure how much more damage the kingdom could take---

And then she saw her, red and beautiful and—

And relief like no other shifted through her. Gods above, she had been waiting and waiting and waiting to see her. She had been pathetic in her… her obsession, knowing that she had to be patient, that she felt undeserving of… of emotion and affection but this night, this one night with the bravery of burning nectar in her belly she’d felt like…

It didn’t matter. She was just so happy she wasn’t dead. That there wasn’t one more thing she’d learned, and accepted, to love bobbing in the marshes with glassy eyes and a thick blue tongue.

She began to move forward, her position---elevated, a slight cliff—easily allowed her to watch Keanu creep around the border and Lux nodded fiercely as she looked for a safe way to climb down and get to her, to help her. She was no doubt trying to keep people within their space. There was no need to doubt Keanu’s reliance and care for the land. She had, after all, talked with her long into the night—the night of the spectre childrens discovery—about the importance of structure, discipline, and a respect for the natural order.

But just as she snorted and decided that, no, climbing down a cliff wasn’t a very smart idea and maybe she should call out to her companion—because, because, she couldn’t sit here and pretend to be happy anymore with just friendship and closeness. Because she had lost more than her tail saving Keanu and Neried, she had lost some old crumbling portion of her that was poisoning and strangling and… and well, with life constantly tossing obsticales in the way there was no way she’d waste time hiding her true feelings—and let her know she would come down to help and have a talk…..

Well, the wolf in question was…

Keanu?” Lux murmured, head tilted, gaze narrowed as the Peregrine began to motion toward others to… to leave? As even Jezebel swept in front of her, eager to depart?

No.

Oh.

Oh no, no, no, no—

Her mind was trapped in a spiral, her heart beat rapidly, a painful jacked up hammer that made her ribs rattle and her breath come out in a manic wheeze. Her mentality twisted, trying to figure out if there was a valid reason for Keanu to take so many oddities beyond the land with her at a time like this but the ache in her chest, the one that spread out to all her limbs and made her feel so… so

STuPid and fOoLIsh

For believing, needing, begging for Kevvie to grant her peace and let this wolf love someone like her

Bile rolled in her belly, her muscles grew tense, and somebody—was it her?—keened loudly. So much sorrow, so much agony, an emotional weight that made her legs feel weak and her body tremble. She should stop her, she should go down this cliff and stop her, she should kill and rend and tear her apart but, but, but—

But the wolf was leaving and with her a piece of Lux as well, hope she suspected, as the pain curled through her brain like a snapping sharp whip, beating and beating and beating—

While Kevvie’s ghost hovered out the corner of her eye and sighed in dreamy wistful manner—so foolish.

KEANU!” Luxanna screeched, her voice an echoing warble, no doubt displacing birds and any other beast that had managed to stay behind, but the sound trails off in a wail of uuuuuuuuuuuu as she stumbles forward, trapped by the chains of her duty and the harsh driving claws of her pathetic love.

She tumbled, flopped, rolled down the cliff with a lack of grace and flailing limbs and… but even the physical pain of battering her body on the rocks and sharp edges was nothing compared to the spreading heat of her despair, of the betrayal that thickened her tongue and made her eyes glisten and and and and—

Her meaty thump at the bottom of the cliff would, perhaps, go unnoticed and for awhile, the physical pain of the fall does consumer her. Something is broken, she can’t tell if it’s bone or spirit, and she lays there quietly for a moment, barely aware that she is sobbing, devoured, twisted at her core by the strangling grasp of fleeing hope and perverse optimism.

It isn’t until Kevvie’s ghost stands beside her, looks at her, and smiles, that she breaks.

It isn’t until that ghost parts her muzzle to whisper a soft—did you think she… that any of us, could love you enough to stay? Here? That we loved you at all?—that she curls up, disobeying her screaming nerves, and sobs.

At the bottom of her hill of dreams.

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry--"

Alone.
« Last Edit: October 06, 2017, 12:46:53 PM by Lux »
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Re: above the clouds of pompeii (RI - escape*)
« Reply #3 on: October 06, 2017, 12:58:30 PM »
How effing dare you