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!! Roots - Resplendence - 10-17-2015 Resplendence
I'll be the bright, in black that's makin' you run.
Okay. For real. Where on this God-forsaken earth was her freaking daughter!? Rue may be old enough to survive off of grass, but she was not old enough to survive. She couldn't fight back. She probably couldn't run. Why. Why was this always happening to her!? Was she really that bad of a mother? Was she doing things so wrong that karma had to take away all of her children, all of her family?! She was moving fast - Valiance flying above her and trying to find a way to calm her down. No. This was not okay. She would not slow down. She wouldn't find Rue if she stopped. She had to search every little crevice on this earth while Quilyan searched the air. At least, she assumed he was searching the air. He better be searching the goddamn air and trying to find their child from above. Oh, this was the worst thing possible. She shuddered, her body finally starting to give out from exhaustion. Eyes teary eyed as she slammed to a halt just before the rotunda where that lynx had found her. Her body shook, until she finally waded into the brook nearby. She had to cool off before she continued. She was no good to anyone dead - and Valiance was about ready to yank on her until she stopped herself anyways. He was not okay with this in any form. "We will find her. If we don't, Quilyan or Kaj will. She won't die. You've done nothing wrong." He was insisting the best outcome possible, but Resplendence could no longer really believe in that outcome. So, as she allowed the water to seep into her bones she stared blankly out at the horizon - maroon glitter floating atop the water around her as her tail swept in brilliant patterns across the water. An image of beauty, yes - but always broken… RE: !! Roots - Kalona - 10-24-2015
RE: !! Roots - Resplendence - 10-24-2015 resplendence ,
hold me now and leave me never
She hadn't exactly been expecting anyone else to show up, that much she knew. It was Valiance who warned her first, of the newcomer. But, she doubted he would come close. Why would they do that? It was stupid. Still, the water seemed to lull her into a false sense of calm. Every inch of her was surrounded by the massive amount of hair that she had with the glitter that it shed. Magical, some might say, but she couldn't bring herself to concentrate upon what she might appear to be. Magical, and forlorn. Aye, he would leave her alone, right? But, he didn't. He came in closer - covered in splashes of tar that would no doubt tear at his skin and agitate burns underneath. She gives a gentle sigh before he comes in too close to notice it and then carefully begins to pull herself out of the calming liquid. One. Two. Three. Her eyes meet his gaze as he gives her a polite nod. Four. Five. Six. Rowan had counted to calm herself down, to tear her thoughts away. Seven. Eight. Nine. Oh how she missed Rowan. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. How she missed everyone who had suddenly vanished. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Breathe in. Breathe out. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. He was going to probably need medical attention. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-one. Oh, she had too soft of a heart. Twenty-two. Twenty-three. Twenty-four. "Can I help?" She whispers, eyes lingering upon the blotches of tar that were matted against his coat. "I'm the Earth Medic of the Falls…" Twenty-five. Twenty-six. Twenty-seven. Too much death. Too much pain. Too much suffering. ooc stuff here/tags here/etc ©
RE: !! Roots - Kalona - 10-26-2015
RE: !! Roots - Time - 11-30-2015 Unarchived per request RE: !! Roots - Resplendence - 11-30-2015 resplendence ,
hold me now and leave me never
One. Two. Three. Shift eyes upward. Four. Five. Six. Yep, he was burned. Seven. Eight. Nine. Focus on his voice. He won't hurt you. Believe that he won't hurt you. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. She offers to heal. He says that she can go for it. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. A simple nod as she pulls the vines from the ground and allows them to begin to coat his body and burns in a layer of river mud. It should numb the pain as it knitted the flesh back together beneath the tar. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. He asks for her story. Twenty. Twenty-one. Twenty-two. She swallows. His name. He requests hers. Twenty-three. Twenty-four. Twenty-five. "Resplendence. And Valiance," she manages to say, still counting the deep intakes of breath. One of the few ways she had learned to calm down over the years. Twenty-six. Twenty-seven. Twenty-eight. "I'm. I… I am looking for my mate… for my child…" She feels like she's choking. Twenty-nine. Thirty. Thirty-one. Oh, what would he know? This was stupid. Thirty-two. Thirty-three. Thirty-four. Death might be a sweeter embrace for her loved ones than fending alone. Thirty-five. Thirty-six. Thirty-seven. The vines begin to attach to the mud on his coat. Thirty-eight. Thirty-nine. Forty. Carefully, they begin to peel the mud off, taking pieces of tar off as it went to reveal brand new flesh. Forty-one. Forty-two. Forty-three. If he was not burned too badly, he might not even have bald spots, or sections of white hairs where it shouldn't be. Forty-four. Forty-five. Forty-six. Gently, she nods her head and takes a step back - to give him space to look at the healing which had just happened. "I'm sorry you had to suffer the burns," she whispers - eyes flickering between the ground and him. Forty-seven. Forty-eight. Forty-nine. Always shy. Always wrong. Always tired of fighting. |