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 Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 4:17 pm
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I feel like you mentioned her once.
Lucian froze in his seat as the Queen said those words.
Did I let it slip? ....impossible.
He tried to think back to what happened earlier, wincing in pain at the headache that it brought on.
I can't remember...
There were definite gaps in his memory that Lucian knew of.
Yet, he had no way of controlling them.
Sometimes he would blank out, and wake up hours later, in a totally different location and with a different cast of people.
Every time he tried to recall what had happened, he would always end up feeling nauseous.
Lifting a hand to his face, he leaned forward in his seat, face partially hidden behind his hand.
The more he tried to remember, the more the world seemed to spin.
Dizzy...
He clenched his fist.
But I must remember...I won't let her take advantage of my past!
Images flashed before his eyes.
Alyssia in a chair, talking to him about something.
Him smashing a vase in his room.
Darkness.
A light.
Someone reaching toward him.
A lingering gentleness...a comforting scent.
Sal.
"GAHHHHHHH!!!"
Lucian covered his ears, trying to block off all the voices in his head, his eyes wide and completely insane.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 4:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 5:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 6:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 7:00 pm
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*****************αℓуѕsια
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She is a woman who's had her heart broken,
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Alyssia faltered, unsure how much to share with Lucian. Sal was a huge advantage over the man, and could easily come in handy of need be. A strange part of her wanted the man to understand she truly was concerned, and the words came out before she could stop them. "I know what you told me. You loved her. You lost her. You sounded betrayed. You asked her to live." She informed him, her heart aching at the last part. When he had asked her to live her thoughts could only go back to her own memories, and they did so now as well. Her eyes darkened as she was brought back yet again, only to cool down again as she was brought to reality. "What happened to her?" She asked a little more quietly than her other words. It seemed her concern was winning over her need for an advantage on the man.
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and that can make you do unspeakable things
Jyccly Lucky for lucian, at least. alyssia's a softie D: i screwed up my format somehow idec
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 1:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 3:38 pm
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"......."
Lucian stayed silent for a long moment, before he began to speak.
"She was a human girl..." he said, trailing off, "One who had very limited time in this world."
He paused, his eyes distant.
"Her parents died in an accident when she was merely 10 years old. I was there. When it all happened. Taking away their souls while she cried. Alone. Stuck underneath that carriage. Dying..."
"Yet, I did not care. Not back then."
Slowly, he turned his eyes toward Alyssia.
"I was retrieving souls in the human world when I saw her again, six years later. After her parents' death, she was sent to live with her relatives. One by one, they abandoned her. Relative to relative, she was passed along like mere luggage. If not for her inherited wealth, she would have long been sent to the orphanage."
"Yet, she was always smiling. She cared for and loved everyone. How can she continue to smile like that, I've always wondered. I was curious. So, I watched her between my duties in the human world. Day by day, my curiosity toward her grew. What made her happy? What made her sad? Why does she show that bashful expression toward him? Can I...make her show that expression too?"
Lucian trailed off again, lost in his memories.
"You came to see me again...thank you..."
A blossom of pink appearing on her cheeks.
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Beautiful.
"Yes, did you miss me?"
The man reached forward, patting the girl on her head.
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Strange.
Did my heart just skip a beat?
What is this...unfamiliar ache?
A gentle reply. A nod. The girl placing a hand on the spot that the man touched moments earlier. As if feeling the lingering warmth there.
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Reaching forward. Hand almost touching her cheek.
"My, why is it so chilly in here today? I'll close the window."
The man stood up, closing the window in the room.
Her eyes followed his movements. Quietly. Only seeing him alone.
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Hand stops. My hand returned to my side.
"Thank you...for being here with me."
The girl's smile was radiant, like the blossoming flowers of spring.
The two smiled at each other, as if they were in their own world.
I floated in the room above them, watching them in silence.
Hand slowly closing, clenching the pain in my chest.
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I am here too.
Lucian opened his eyes, returning to reality.
He fixed his gaze on to Alyssia, continuing his story.
"I broke the first law of my kind. I showed myself to her. In human form. We got to know each other slowly, to the point where I couldn't imagine existing without her. Yet, I knew her time was going to be up soon. But...I didn't want to lose her. Not then, not ever."
His tone completely changed, his eyes flashing red in fury, as he recalled the past.
"Lucian...sometimes I wonder why life is so evanescent. One may wake in the morning, not knowing that when they go to sleep at night, they will never wake up again. Today...tomorrow. When I close my eyes...will I no longer be able to see your face, Lucian?"
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Grabbing her, engulfing her tiny form in a pained embrace.
"Not today...not tomorrow...I will not leave your side...You will not die."
A pause. Then, two fragile arms reaching forward, returning the hug.
"Um."
A simple confirmation. Gentle smiles.
...The feeling is bittersweet.
"I have never wondered before, why some humans go on to live fulfilled lives while others suffer. Yet, she made me realize how...vile the human world truly was. Why do the good always have to suffer at the hands of the evil? Why do trash of mankind trample over those who wish for nothing but the happiness of others? Such a world is unfair. But, who will stand forward and change it? No...who can change it? No one...but I. Only I, the one with the power of life and death, can change that world."
He sent a blast of images to Alyssia's mind.
Scenes from the past. Scenes of carnage, destruction.
Scenes of him fighting against those that dared to stop him.
Fighting for his only love. Taking the time of others for her sake.
Going against the whole world. Unafraid.
Because she was there for him.
He was unable to control the images that followed.
Of him and Sal, alone in her room. Her face pale with fear as she stared at him, him with his bloody red eyes and dripping scythe.
Empty. Cold. Merciless.
"Get away from me...you monster!
His heart was filled with a mixture of emotions.
Frustration. Anger. Regret. Sorrow. Confusion. Desperation. Longing. Hopelessness...
He conveyed all those feelings to Alyssia without realizing.
"Why can't you understand!?"
An outburst. Tears falling from his face.
Why can't you understand...that I just wanted to be happy...with you.
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OOC: emotion_dealwithit Your one and only, personal idiot on duty. |
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2016 2:14 pm
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 *****************αℓуѕsια
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She is a woman who's had her heart broken,
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Alyssia listened intently as he spoke, taking in the information he was giving her. She flinched as her mind was flooded with angry images, his emotion and pain becoming her own. She could feel his genuine pain, causing her own heart to ache for the man in front of her.
Memories flooded back to Alyssia of her own pain, and the wall she had placed up around them came flooding down. She had repressed most of her memories with the man since his death, and suddenly remembering them filled her with a wave of vulnerability.
Before she could stop herself, Alyssia thew her arms around Lucian. She gripped tightly, hoping he wouldn't push her away. "I'm sorry that happened to you." She said sincerely, not sure how else to help in the situation. She had never been the best at dealing with emotional problems, especially when she was now dealing with her own emotions as well. "Would you like to hear my story too? The details, I mean." She didn't know why she was offering to share her pain with Lucian. Perhaps it was the overflow of emotions coming from both of them, or perhaps she was starting to care for him. Either way, Alyssia clung tight to him while she waited for his answer.
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and that can make you do unspeakable things
Jyccly That awkward moment when the one and only idiot types an essay and I take over a day to respond lol *insert combstache here* |
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 1:59 pm
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*****************αℓуѕsια
************************ ηιgнτ
She is a woman who's had her heart broken,
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Alyssia was surprised when Lucian returned the embrace. She had fully expected him to push her away, although she hadn't wanted him to. It surprised her even more that she didn't want to leave his arms. She found herself remaining there, softly speaking the story of her own.
"His name was Mikeal. I was 18 when we met. I had been walking with my sister when we saw him watching us from across the road. I can't even remember my sisters name, but she was very afraid. I had always been bolder, so I approached him." She smiled slightly, her mind finding it's way back to the memories. She remembered the way she had felt the first time his eyes had met hers. She had felt like it was exactly where she was meant to be at that moment in time, and nowhere else. "We got along very well. He said he was watching because of how happy we looked, and told us about how his brother had died long ago. He offered to walk us home in hopes of keeping us safe since it was getting dark, and I accepted."
"We saw each other more and more after that." She continued, still caught up in the memories. "He was perfect. He told me he was a vampire that had run from his group, and he said he was barely taking enough blood to live. He would show up at our door every evening and bring me somewhere new. I thought everything was perfect."
Suddenly, Alyssia embraced Lucian tighter than before. The good memories could not have lasted, otherwise she would not be standing where she was today. "He had been part of a group that killed a lot of people. When my family found out, they wanted him to be sent to trial. I knew he would be executed, even though he was living a better path. We made plans to run away that night, and we did. "
"We lived happily, after that. He changed me one day in hopes that we could spend eternity together. Everything was perfect. I was so happy with him, that we spent the next 60 years talking about forever." She trailed off, dreading the next part of the story."
"They found him." She said forcefully, remembering the night that Mikeal had never come back home. She felt the terror and the heartbreak just as strongly as she had that night, and her voice faltered as she continued. "He never came home. I searched for him, and news spread to me. News travels fast. At that point the execution was already set."
"I watched." She said bitterly, her fury rearing it's head. She closed her eyes as if doing so would block the image from popping into her head. "I watched as they lowered the axe. I watched as they burned the body and separated the ashes. I watched as he screamed in pain. But I couldn't get to him. I was but a girl, at the time. Useless and weak. I had no sway. I swore that someday I would avenge him." He voice was hoarse, as if the very act of telling the story caused her pain. She paused as she watched the axe fall in her head time and time again. It pained her that he hadn't even known she was there. She couldn't even tell him that she had spent every moment searching for him, even if she was too late.
"I told you the story of how I got here already. My rise to power was not as difficult as one may assume. You just need the right influences, is all." She began to pull away from Lucian, wiping away a few stray tears as she did so. She waited for him to let her go so she could pull away, not wanting to overstay her welcome in the embrace.
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and that can make you do unspeakable things
Jyccly I had to give the vampire a name for this ): my story sucks lol |
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 2:35 pm
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Lucian listened to her story in eyes, his eyes dim in sorrow. Of his own and...hers.
When Alyssia tried to pull away from him, he pulled her closer, so that she was basically sitting on his lap while the two embraced each other.
"It's alright." he whispered, patting Alyssia's head gently over and over again, as if he was trying to ease her into a gentle sleep, "Everything will be fine."
He pulled back slowly, so that he was staring right into her eyes.
Silence.
"I...am here."
Softly, as if he was afraid of touching her, afraid of shattering her wounded heart, he tipped his forehead toward her, resting it on hers.
"I am here."
He gave her a warm smile, his eyes lit with a tender sweetness that only belong to him in the past.
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OOC: T-this story...so-so sad. The tears are now rolling down my cheeks. Oh, woe is me. |
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