Laedere

--- I laid beside you and pulled you close
And the two of us went up in smoke ---

Laedere shuffled in closer, uncertainly placing herself with the one she knew still considered her to be family. Aye, but no one else really knew her - and with Ardere she definitely looked foreign. Einarr seems to try and reassure her, breathing his promise of safety into her nostrils as she breathes in his words. She wanted to believe him, she did, but there were so many others… He couldn't take them all on - even if he wanted to. And she doubted that he actually wanted to.

Alas, he seemed to lift his head and move forward, chest acting like a shield for the mare who is now flailing deeper into herself. No! No. Please, mineself tis not desire trouble. Mineself tis been confused… Her ear pinned back, panicking as attention was brought to her - and to the mare who looked like she could kill her. She shies in closer to him,  wings pressed tightly against her hide and head held low. Mine apologies. Mine apologies. Not intended… she's shuffling through her head, unable to speak these thoughts as she can feel her heart pounding through her chest.

Aye, other words were thrown around about healing, about everything. But it was the black and blue mare's gaze that had her freaking out even more. The way the tar seemed to leak from her only tending to scare Laedere more. However, slowly, Laedere could feel the tar begin to leak from her eyes as well - the black staining her bandages as it drawled from her mouth and nose. Then, as it eased into her system, she could see almost with this x-ray vision. She could see the bones, and muscles (if her vision wasn't hazy with tears) of those around her.

It was the leader, though, who spoke - calling to Laedere to speak about what had happened. Alas, the shock still has a hold on her and all she can splutter out at first is, "What hath thou done to me?!" She coughs, hacking up some of the tar as her ears pinned - eyes widened with fear. "Why tis mine sight plagued by skeletons?!" Her voice is directed toward Ampere, her mind struggling to figure out exactly where the mare was with this strange view.  Ampere did this? She had to! She had to do this because Einarr had spoken out about Laedere's confusion. She was trying to torture them. Right?

She staggers, ears switching between pinned and unpinned before she offers a bow to who she assumes was the leader.  She coughs a little more, trying to snort the tar out before she finally manages to compose herself long enough to begin to speak. "Mine apologies, mine lady of thine desert…" she says, voice a little scratchy rather than it's usual graceful tone from the way the tar seemed to leak down her throat. "Thine black and blue mare… She approached mineself at thine border o'er yonder when mineself twas using thine key to feel the joys of flight… Aye… she called mineself a 'sick fuck' -- though mineself still not comprehend thee meaning of such a phrase, though mineself doubt it to be pleasant -- and inquired as to why mineself twas keeping Ardere out of thee water. Mineself tried to offer an explanation, that she had been gifted from thine God of Earth and she dost not require water to subsist." She is forced to stop, her sides heaving as she coughs - too much of the tar sliding down her throat.

Carefully, Laedere looks to Einarr, trying to find support but only being even more concerned by the fact that he was also bones and muscle that was leaking the tar. "Then, thine mare said mineself hath been enslaving Ardere-" Ardere flips in, clicking happily before settling at Einarr's side so as to not take away completely from the conversation, "-Mineself tis never enslave; only attempting to fulfill thine desires of thine God of Earth and care for thine creature. Thine black and blue mare seemed to seethe and burst off the thine skies once more…" A few more racking coughs as she squeezes her eyes shut - the horror before her overwhelming and causing tears of panic to flood from her orbs. "Mineself twas confused, mineself tried to comprehend what had occurred and Einarr arrived to inquire what was wrong. Mineself explained, to try and garner some answer as to what had transpired -- and now we tis be standing here…"

Could they tell she was scared? Could they tell she didn't want to cause trouble? She just wanted to be a part of the family… but maybe that would never be possible.

Still, she moves back - struggling to understand what had just happened, before she tries to press up against Einarr, body trembling  and tears still falling. He said mineself be safe with him. He said mineself safe… she whispers to herself - clinging to those words, clinging to the idea that she wouldn't be completely alone.