COMPASSION / REASON

Alura flinches, a faint twitch of her shoulders, her head turned away from Astra so that her sister can’t see the way that hurts. It’s not as if she deserves any less after what she put her sister through, and she curls her hands tight on her knees. The corner of her mouth twitches in what might be an attempt at a smile, and she murmurs, ‘I wouldn’t be so sure about that’. She looks down at her hands, her knuckles white, and takes a shaky breath. ‘You know I... considering all my failures, I’m certain I’m the one of us that wasn’t supposed to exist’. 

[ Meme ]   :  Natasha  &  Alura  .   |    @aluraze​​          Ask  :   i don’t know who i am anymore. i am no one if i’m not self-destructing. - for natasha

Natasha paused for a moment as she turned back around to look at Alura. Natasha knew the hardship of mortals, she had witness the lost of a young soul, gone too soon from situations they could not control, or another soul that lost their life as they could no longer survive on their bed. She had felt the burden of these souls, hovering around for years, centuries, and it was something that still remained to this day. “You are still someone,” Natasha started as she turned back around, holding two cups of tea.

Even Aliens, no matter their appearance, were souls that she wanted to protect. Just because she was known as a goddess of necromancy didn’t mean she was only for the undead. She guided souls; alive or dead. “This self-destructing nature, your soul is burdened, your mind turned against you,” Natasha tilted her head as she placed the cup in front of her. “You are someone, someone who has fought so long, struggled so deeply, that you’ve forgotten to see your own worth. I see your soul, it burns like a sun. But a sun cannot see their own glow. You’ll see one day, and until then, I’ll help you. I do not want to see your soul destroyed,” Natasha urged her to the tea, to help calm her. She sat down in the other chair, sipping at the tea.

‘I...’ Alura’s spent most of her life knowing the power of words, and she’s always been good with them. Always known what to say in court, always known just how to weaponise them to help her case. But she’s speechless now, staring at this woman – this goddess – and having no idea what to say. What does she say to that? She’s felt like her soul is irreversibly damaged and blackened by her failures, by her inability to save her planet and her people. By failing to be there for her own daughter, who she can’t quite look in the eye for fear of the accusation she might see there. 

“Hey.” Lucy breathes softly as she comes up and hugs Alura from behind.

                                           @aluraze​ 

So she hadn’t quite managed to keep her completely unharmed, after all. Cat’s image fades again, and Alura curls her fingers into a fist until she can concentrate enough to focus on Cat’s face again. She attempts a small smile, but in the end it’s more like a grimace. ‘I’ll be fine’, she breathes, the words more of a pained wheeze than anything, ‘really. They’ll... clean it out and get me onto the sun beds, and it’ll be like nothing happened’. That’s not strictly true, but even now, she wants to reassure Cat. ‘And don’t... tell me it wasn’t... necessary. That thing would’ve killed you’.

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       ❝ A JUDGE, huh ? ❞ she knows it’s a coincidence, knows that she’s from an entirely different planet, maybe even a different galaxy for all she knows. still, it hits a little too close to home. ❝ it’s… complicated, but i guess the short version is that an alien made my father believe he was some kind of… HEIGHTENED being, the type of being that someone who believed in him would do anything for… no matter the consequences. ❞

“ for how long? ”    tone is dry,  expression explicit the same.    “ no offence.  but you have absolutely no idea what i’ve been through  –  what i’ll continue to go through. ”    head shakes,  eyes rolling as she snorts,  releasing a heavy sigh.    “ i appreciate you letting me stay,  but i’ll be out of your hands by friday. ”    keep moving and don’t look back. that’s how it had to be for awhile,  right?  not until she was safe and sounds without having to look over her shoulder or second guess every single sound her ears pick up.

birdie digs through her pockets,  taking out a cigarette.    “ you got a light round here? ”

‘No’, Alura murmurs softly, ‘I don’t know what you’ve been through. I won’t claim to know that, or pretend to know how you’re feeling. But I can guarantee that no one will reach you, here. And if anyone tries, I’ll hear them coming long before you do’. 

       ❝ really, there’s um… NO OFFENSE intended, but people around here, my family especially, we haven’t exactly had the best luck with aliens. i’m sure you have good intentions, it’ll just take a while. ❞

@aluraze​

generated starter call,    currently accepting.  * for:    @aluraze​.

“ you think i’m being paranoid but the truth is i’m worth a lot more to her dead than alive. ”