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| After the Lab...before Everwinter....; closed...old SL from ezahs, pre-morgana | |
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| dancingcrane -New! | Sep 7 2004, 02:16 PM Post #1 |
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Teo, Win, Xan, Pete, Kounei ...currently offworld...
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Johnny had gotten them back...Teo had remembered nothing of the trip back, except the gradually diminishing sirens at their back, as the authorities came to investigate the destruction of the lab which had held his Cyra... ...it did not matter, that it had only been meant to be her rescue...that he had meant to come peacefully, silently, and leave the same...that the deaths, even of Akimoto, had not been intended, that they had nearly gotten themselves killed trying to avert harm, rather than cause it...he knew, that they had given the SAEMH more ammunition for the hatred of metas...that blame would rest on them, regardless of the truth...and that the SAEMH would be after them again...the ticking clock had begun, towards doomsday... ...and her he remembered...he hoped and prayed, that this would be the last time he would hold her like this, bloody in his arms...it frightened him, to see her this way, though he knew his healing was working, and she was in no physical danger... What frightened him most, was that she would not awaken, for all his whispered entreaties...he could no longer feel the mind that he so loved...her soul, locked away from his, in sleep.... He cradled her, on the long way back, tenderly...stroking her matted hair as if it was finest silk...her snowy ears, he touched softly, almost as if he had no right to...slowing, stopping the bleeding from the stress of trauma...his voice a soft croon, speaking of his love for her, unceasing... ...Beloved...Cyra-koishii...long longed-for, dearest one...please come back to me... For the sight of dove-grey eyes...for her willing touch...he would give up everything...would willingly even submit to perpetual powerblock, it he could but see the light in her eyes of joy when he touched her... He would let no one touch her, not even Johnny, when they arrived...she was light...too light in his arms, as if soul and all its burdens had left her.... He carried her up to her dorm, using the key that only he and she knew of, that he had never used...lay here on the bed inside her room...only here did his intention suddenly grow confused...what now? The medic in him wished to simply heal her...the husband in him, only to soothe her, make all things well again...He had without thought, started to remove her outer clothing, or rather the ripped and bloody mess that covered her...and stopped... It was his right, they were married...but he had made a promise to be chaste, for now, for her sake, and meant to keep it...but, he was as hormonal as any teen, and knew well, his limitations...and as an empath, and sensitive to touch, had had to exercise more self-control than most...but, he would wait, forever, if need be... As long as he could see her loving eyes, and feel her willing touch...it would be enough...more than enough, for him... But for now, more than daydreams and good intentions were needed...he called the only other female, that he was telepathic with... Mimiru? Please come...there is need...in a matter of...some delicacy,,,, She would probably feel his blush in her thoughts...he knelt by the bed, lay his head next to Cyra's, and waited... |
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| Darkrose15 | Sep 8 2004, 12:00 PM Post #2 |
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Mimiru had been in the room of her sister, Fox, taking care of her as she could not move herself. It had been a rough move to the new school. She had not slept in the three days that they had been there, even if she was tired she would not sleep because of the fear of losing her, for Fox needed constant care or she would die. But she had gotten better, now able to hold her own and even walk around a bit. She was sitting on the floor when her meditation was interrupted by a small voice that she remembered well. Mimiru? She opened her eyes and looked up, startled. *Teo?* The sound of worry was thick in his voice. Her brow furrowed *What's the matter? You sound worried. Is everything ok?* Yeah...Please come...there is need...in a matter of...some delicacy.... She sent feelings of reassurence to her charge. *Do not worry, Little Brother. I'm on my way....* Mimiru got up and headed toward the door, calling out to her sister that she would be back in a while. As she was walking out the door, she spied her medicine belt. She turned and picked it up, strapping it around her waist as she headed to Teo's room. Something told her that she might be needing it. It took about five minutes to get from her room to Teo's. Knocking on the door, she slowly opened it," Hello? Teo, are you here?" She spied him kneeling next to the bed, holding the hand of a girl lying on top. She was taken aback for a moment. *No...It can't be....* She walked to Teo, embracing him quickly but never taking her eyes off the girl's face," Teo..." she whispered," Is this....Is this Cyra?" |
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| dancingcrane -New! | Sep 9 2004, 01:45 PM Post #3 |
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Teo, Win, Xan, Pete, Kounei ...currently offworld...
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Her hand, held by his, lying under his cheek, as he knelt by the bed, was wet...the adrenaline rush of needing to get her to safety was spent, and so was he, he did not even know himself, if the tears were more from joy or sorrow... He lifted his head, and nodded wordlessly, at his elven sister...he would have thrown himself into her arms, were it not that Cyra's need was greater. He gathered his shaken wits, from the four winds, it seemed, and spoke, voice still ragged from tears... "Mimiru, thank God you've come...please...I ask of you a great imposition...but, my Cyra needs help that I cannot give, yet..." He blushed, and shrugged with an odd expression...he wanted to do it...somehow knew, that she would not have minded...he would have, too, if there had been no one else... and he would not have done anything, in her condition...but still...he longed to express his love as fully as any young husband would, and his fond daydreams were distracting enough... "Would you...would you bathe her for me, and dress her? Tend the wounds that I cannot...there are bullets still within, where I..." "i have to go now, forgive me...I will return, with necessaries..." He had an excuse...his own clothes were besmirched with blood, some his, most hers...but Mimiru would feel it...he was forcing himself away, with great reluctance...only Cyra's wishes, Cyra's need, could take him away from where he wished most to be... He was gone...if he had stayed one moment longer, he could never have left... |
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| Darkrose15 | Sep 10 2004, 12:06 PM Post #4 |
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Mimiru, thank God you've come...please...I ask of you a great imposition...but, my Cyra needs help that I cannot give, yet... When Mimiru saw the sad shape that the young couple were in, at once she felt feelings of both sympathy and protectivness. Though she had never met Cyra, already she felt the same protective feeling towards her as she did with Teo. Another emotion was pussing its way through her heart. A sense of pride in her young charge was so strong that she had to struggle to keep her mind on the task at hand. Would you...would you bathe her for me, and dress her? Tend the wounds that I cannot...there are bullets still within, where I... She placed a hand on Teo's shoulder, smiling softly," Of course I will. You needn't worry about a thing, I'll take good care of her." I have to go now, forgive me...I will return, with necessaries... She eyed his torn and bloodied clothes and nodded, though she knew what the real reason was for him wanting to leave. She watched him leave the room before turning back to Cyra, were she began the extraction of the bullets and healing her wounds. There were a few bullets, which she quickly got rid of, but the number of the other wounds was so great that it took her at least 20 minutes to heal them all. After undressing her, tossing the rags that were her clothes into the trash bin, she drew a bath and carefully slipped her into the water. When she was done bathing her, she wrapped Cyra in a large towel and placed her back onto the bed. It had been an hour since Teo had left and she was wondering what was taking him so long. *Teo....She's ready...I need her clothes now....Would you bring them to me please?* |
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| Kryptic Rain | Sep 10 2004, 03:58 PM Post #5 |
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Darkness with a life of it’s own pulsed behind Cyra’s eyes, pulling her ever closer to it’s never ending pit. Inwardly Cyra screamed, her mind fighting it’s own battle, locked away from all, even Teo. She was already exhausted and whatever was in her knew it. Something about the object that Akimoto had fired into her sent off warning alarms in Cyra’s head but she couldn’t figure out what it was or what it was doing to her. A face, not her own, but eerily similar, loomed up in her mind’s eye and she frantically shoved it away. Become… the voice whispered tauntingly. Become what you’ve always known you could be you soft fool. Become strong and conquer, become strong and survive. No! I won’t become a monster… I won’t! Cyra screamed back, trying desperately to focus on shoving the voice and image from her head forever. Stop being such a silly girl, you know that you’ve always yearned to be powerful, don’t deny it! I can see it in your thoughts, your memories… even now… you’re considering all I offer. Come child and I will keep you safe, let me lead your life, for then you will be truly unstoppable. Cyra faltered, being confronted by one of the wishes she kept tucked away and out of sight. Briefly she did consider the other’s offer, only to run into a problem with their plan. They didn’t care about the life’s of others, only about being all-powerful. If someone who couldn’t defend themselves died, it was of no consequence to them. Cyra’s reasons for wanting to be powerful were based in something completely different however. She wanted to be strong to protect the weak and keep those she loved safe. Gathering her wits about her, she shoved her remaining strength into one word and struck at the other voice, as if with a blade. NEVER!!! A strangled cry filled Cyra’s head as the other slowly faded, an echoing promise of return lingered however. With a small, inwardly peaceful sigh, Cyra let her mind slip into a relaxing oblivion. Slowly, the walls that had formed around her mind crept down, letting Teo back in. ...Beloved...Cyra-koishii...long longed-for, dearest one...please come back to me... Without the energy to reply, Cyra’s mind merely drew comfort from the voice of the one person who could always give her hope. Then all recording of events taking place faded away, until all that was left was a blissful peace that filled Cyra’s bruised and bloodied body. An hour later, her mind once again began to return to the waking world. It was a struggle to do so, as if she were clawing her way up through layers and layers of thick, heavy, wet sheets, positioned so there was no gap in them. Finally, her mind struggled into consciousness and with a quiet moan, her eyes blinked open briefly before fluttering shut. She had not the strength to so much as twitch let alone speak to anyone, so Cyra merely lay still, trying desperately to find Teo. Her energy she realized was slowly fading again however and within seconds, she was unconscious once again, a desperate yell reaching across the world if it had to, to find Teo. Dear one!! Where are you? |
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| dancingcrane -New! | Sep 17 2004, 06:50 PM Post #6 |
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Teo, Win, Xan, Pete, Kounei ...currently offworld...
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Nearly there, my friend...but I cannot tell you where she keeps her things...I have only been in her room but the once... The blush was still evident, in his voice...he was so tired, his emotions open for anyone to read... Dear one!!...where are you? A clatter outside the door, dropped packages, unheeded .,...., and he was through the door, wide-eyed...by her side, quick as thought, on his knees, touching her lightly. He didn't notice, and wouldn't care, that she was just in a towel...she had called to him!. and that was all that mattered... Love? oh, love, I'm here! I'm here... The ache..so close, to have missed her......... She was lost to him again, where he could not follow...only a nightmare would have sufficient strength, for him to feel...he hoped that she would not have another, like the one she had when he was showering...he had very nearly come running in a bathrobe, before it had faded...as it was, his waist-length hair was still bedraggled and wet, barely, crookedly and clumsily contained by a rubber band...his clothes damp , too, from being thrown on a wet body, in his haste... Outside the open door, food and supplies, to make up for their month-long absence, lay, forgotten. When Mimiru looked at him next, he would be still on his knees, beside the bed, his head laying next to Cyra's, sleeping the sleep of the thouroughly thrashed... |
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