not a goddess

“keep your eyes on the s t a r s, and your feet on the g r o u n d.“

for @dontcallmesephone / @dontstealthatone

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Crystal Reed photographed for the Detroit Free Press (2011)

It was only a little while before she found the area where she had snagged the other woman, turning and smiling at her. “See? Back home safe… ish.”

Great. She was not ready to deal with whatever shit her brother was going to throw at her this time.

              ❛ Hey.. ❜ Her voice is low & quiet. This is her first time down here, but she knows what her father has likely already done. She wouldn’t want to startle them further. ❛ I, uh.. Thought you might be.. hungry, or something. I can’t cook an’ it might be a little squished but, I got a couple things from a deli a few ways off in town, if you’re interested? ❜

             ❛ What? ❜ She wasn’t sure what else to say at first, her own voice sounding rough and unused to her ears. “Ah. . . Y-yeah. Food might help with Myrrdin. He gets hungrier than I do most days.” That was just a general fact. Morrigan stepped closer to the bars, hunched down, feeling much smaller than she was. Just a caged bird, really.  ❛ Who are you? Why are you here? ❜

          ❛ Y’know, unless ya plannin’ on payin’ up fa ya stayin’ here, I suggest leavin’. I’m busy relaxin’, and I’d prefer bein’ alone until I feel like company is needed, so shoo! ❜

         ❛ I’m. . . I’m sorry, um. Paying? What um. What exactly am I supposed to be paying for? I didn’t even know anyone else was here, you can’t just expect me to pay to be here or leave because you were here before me. ❜

         ❛ Honestly? I’m jus’ gonna say it once, puppy-boy. Ya blockin’ my ability ta break in, so why don’cha move outta my way before I gotta stick a bullet in that pretty head of yours? ❜

        ❛ You really think a threat will make me move? Sorry, but you’ve decided to mess with the wrong man. I’m not moving aside, clown, so you can just turn around and be on your way. ❜

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She looked back at the other woman with a bit of surprise as she hesitantly agreed, a grin blossoming on her face. Perhaps this whole ordeal was about to get a lot simpler. With a light nod, she gently took the other’s hand again, pulling her down a flight of stairs and to a back door, waiting a moment before peaking out. “Stay next to me and don’t look around at anyone. Just focus on the crowd ahead of you and navigating back and leave the rest to me. The more you look around like you’re looking at someone, the more likely we are to get caught.” Her smile softened. “Don’t worry, we can still talk on the way there, but just try not to look so stiff.” With that, River opened the door, letting go of the other’s hand and starting to walk, hoping the other could catch on quickly.

“You remember where you ran into me, right? My car is around there. I have a general idea of where to go, but. . .” She normally didn’t stick around long, mostly because of the crowds that would pop up.

                  ❛ Now, the Curtis twins. You’re going to make such grand additions to my wall, once your family learns of your predicament. Or, maybe I won’t tell them.. Not until you meet your end. Or, one of you, at least. After I kill the other ones in your line, then leave only one of you left. I only need one to obtain your fortune, after all. Though, I believe some lessons are in order, first. ❜  &, they’d not be anything short of horrid, not coming from the Count.

                 ❛ Sorry to disappoint, but. . . You want anything from our family? Should have gone after the jackal and not the witch and wizard. ❜ Growing up with nicknames based around the origin of their names made it easier to speak of her siblings sometimes. But it still made no sense. Why would he want the family’s fortune? It took her a moment to realize he had said something about lessons.  ❛ What? We don’t need lessons! ❜

You have stardust in your veins, darling. That’s why, sometimes, it hurts to breathe.

crystal reed for icon magazine (2011)

She smiled as the other accepted her hand, pulling her across with just enough force to help but not send her toppling over the edge. It was going to be tricky, protecting two people instead of only one, but she seemed at least a bit more coordinated than the Doctor, so it might not be quite so bad. “Good, this way,” she responded, tugging her along before stopping near a doorway and checking for signs of anything. “I have a place on the edge of town that might be safer, but they may have already found it. Using yours might be safer, though we’ll have to make sure we’ve lost them first.”

“I. . . My place?” While she couldn’t exactly argue it wouldn’t be safe, especially since wherever this woman was staying was probably found and her own flat was unknown to whoever was after her, she wasn’t too keen on letting a stranger into her home. But, she did agree to work with her. She probably should get her things home anyway. “. . . Fine. You know where we ran into each other? My car is around there. We just got to reach it, and then we have a way to get to my flat. Shouldn’t be too hard, yeah?”

“I came from the planet Khoas, I am a Kryon, and my planet is located in the pinwheel galaxy, it’s got lots of mountains and caves, some minor lava, and also water. But it’s completely in shadow, it gets no sun. But I traveled here by hitchhiking..I like your name Persie, nice name.”

“Khoas. . . Another planet. . . In another galaxy. . .” She was talking to someone - something? - that wasn’t from Earth. Which meant that her coordinates to Eden (or whatever it was really named, she didn’t care, she found it so it was Eden) were real and the planet possibly was inhabited. But there was also some doubt that someone could be playing a trick on her. “My name? Uh, yeah, it is nice, I guess. Jax is a good name, too.”