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it had been a few weeks since it happened. he knew it had happened but he couldnโt even admit it to himself that heโd been manipulated, tricked. heโd spent so many years with just himself and of course the second he met someone, the second he let someone in, he was betrayed. heโd let the fjerdan, saint djel, in and fell for him, like an idiot. he shouldnโt have gone to begin with, he should never had left that little camp of his, that precious dog heโd found one day and he never managed to shake him off. daisy was all alone. heโd left him behind with the thought that heโd be right back.ย
heโd flinched when he heard a manโs voice near him, he was currently trying to tie a rope in order to tie up whatever heโd found of his belongings after the months of him being gone. the only thing left behind of daisy was the collar heโd made for him, but heโd assumed someone had found him and brought him home. heโd hoped.ย
โsorry?โ
the rope kept falling from his hands, he couldnโt hold them long enough in order to tie them up right. he was a ghost. he wasnโt alive any longer and he was going to have to live. . . die? he didnโt know anymore, time didnโt exist for him anymore but he couldnโt help it. his laugh was suddenly halted, he burned at a stake theyโd blessed especially for him. by their saint. by his love.ย
the man in front of him was older than him, heโd say. quite tall with handsome features. he seemed to have power about him that felt daunting, fearful almost but what had adam to fear? he was already dead.
ย ย ย THE QUESTION HAD NOT SEEMED PARTICULARLY COMPLICATED SOย ย ย a few seconds tick by with both of them staring at each other.ย ย enough time to make sense of the situationย ย .ย .ย .ย ย or not.ย ย what had seemed like a simple fumble of freezing hands attempting to accomplish a finicky task appeared less ordinary the closer he had stepped.ย ย the rope had not merely slipped the other man's hands,ย ย for that aleksandr could comprehend with ease.ย ย fjerdan cold is different from ravkan cold,ย ย wetter,ย ย more gruesome.ย ย it slips in through every gap in your clothingย &ย burns.ย ย even something as simple as tying a rope would hurt butย ย .ย .ย .ย ย it was not quite that,ย ย was it.ย ย the other's hands lacked the substance to hold onto the rope for long,ย ย it fell more than it slid from frostbitten fingers.ย ย he frowned for the fraction of a secondย ย :ย ย but what was the point.ย ย being grisha shows you one thing,ย ย one thing above allย &ย it has you stop perking up at everything one might perceive out of the ordinary.ย ย once you split a nation in half by accident,ย ย you lose the right to wrinkle your nose at things you do not understand.ย ย " i asked if you needed help withย ย .ย .ย .ย ย that. "ย ย aleksandr gestures vaguely at the rope that is rapidly dismantling however much progress has already been made.ย ย " else you'll be here all dayย &ย quite possibly freeze to death. "ย ย with no other help in sight,ย ย too.ย ย the nearest town is an hour away,ย ย if you walk swiftly,ย ย &ย even then fjerda has the annoying habit of surprising you with snow storms out of the blue.ย ย how anyone lives in a country that hates even otkazat'sya with such a burning passion is beyond him.ย ย the sooner he can leave it behindย &ย never look back,ย ย the better.ย ย " unless that is the plan,ย ย then i'll leave you be. "
he couldnโt help the small, bitter laugh that bubbled to the surface when the man spoke. quite possibly freeze to death.that was a hilarity that only adam could laugh at, at least then now that everything had finished and he was back on ravkan soil. the bittering cold that licked against his skin stayed but he knew it wasnโt because of the fjerdan weather. it was him.
โif you want to.โ
his voice was soft, almost as if his mind had slipped into the past. his guard was up though, he couldnโt risk a chance of what happened happening again, though perhaps if it did, heโd at least be safe from the burning. saints, the burning. he could feel it all over his skin, he could feel as it sunk into his skin and took him completely over until he was nothing but ash on the ground.
he could watch himself burn from an outside perspective. a sight he never wanted anyone to see, not in the way he had. death was hard enough on itโs own but to watch your own while others laughed and drank, as if it were some kind of celebration. he felt sick to his stomach but he just took a deep breath before turning back to the stranger.ย
the stranger in question had a soft voice, or perhaps he was putting it on. adam questioned it all, it was his natural way. he had no other choice but to. yes, he was dead and nothing could hurt him physically but he knew the effect that if he were to be betrayed again would have. he couldnโt let anyone in, even for a moment. this was his life now and heโd had to get used to it, probably move his camp as far away from where heโd been living.ย
โlooks like my things got strewn around while i was gone, my luck.โ
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With all the post stealing and crazyness of the last few weeks we definitely need more kindness and positive things in this little rock :) so trying to do a part of that.
SOME MORE POSITIVITEA!! Nonnie, this is so, so kind. Thank you also for the shoutout you did for me, you didn't have to do that, but it put a smile on this ill mun's face, so thank you so much for that โฅ I hope you're having the best day ever, you deserve it! Now on to the tags! I hope you precious beans are ready for this!
it had been a few weeks since it happened. he knew it had happened but he couldnโt even admit it to himself that heโd been manipulated, tricked. heโd spent so many years with just himself and of course the second he met someone, the second he let someone in, he was betrayed. heโd let the fjerdan, saint djel, in and fell for him, like an idiot. he shouldnโt have gone to begin with, he should never had left that little camp of his, that precious dog heโd found one day and he never managed to shake him off. daisy was all alone. heโd left him behind with the thought that heโd be right back.ย
heโd flinched when he heard a manโs voice near him, he was currently trying to tie a rope in order to tie up whatever heโd found of his belongings after the months of him being gone. the only thing left behind of daisy was the collar heโd made for him, but heโd assumed someone had found him and brought him home. heโd hoped.ย
โsorry?โ
the rope kept falling from his hands, he couldnโt hold them long enough in order to tie them up right. he was a ghost. he wasnโt alive any longer and he was going to have to live. . . die? he didnโt know anymore, time didnโt exist for him anymore but he couldnโt help it. his laugh was suddenly halted, he burned at a stake theyโd blessed especially for him. by their saint. by his love.ย
the man in front of him was older than him, heโd say. quite tall with handsome features. he seemed to have power about him that felt daunting, fearful almost but what had adam to fear? he was already dead.
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๐ ย * ย โ ย ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ย ( ย random assortment of sentences that can but donโt have to be used for muses meeting each other for the first time. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.ย ย )
โ ย i know we only just met but i already feel like iโve known you my whole life.ย โ
โ ย umm, is this seat taken ?ย โ
โย donโt be alarmed now but thereโs someone following you. pretend you know me and come with me. iโll get you somewhere safe. ย โ
โ ย my friends ditched me here and now i could really use a ride home.ย โ
โย i donโt think weโve met yet but you looked like you needed someone to talk to.ย โ
โย can you please pretend to be my boyfriend / girlfriend for a moment so my ex will leave me alone ?ย ย โ
โ ย are you always this straightforward with strangers ?ย โ
โ ย here, i noticed you lost this earlier. ย โ
โ ย iโm sorry, i mustโve mistaken you for somebody else.ย โ
โ ย so, what brings you here today ?ย โ
โ ย hi, my name is [name]. itโs nice meeting you.ย โ
โ ย youโre cute. how about i buy you a drink ?ย โ
โ ย canโt you watch where you are going ?!ย โ
โ ย i just moved into the apartment next to you, so i guess weโre gonna be neighbors now. ย โ
โ ย oh god, youโre [name], arenโt you ?ย โ
โ ย here, let me help you.ย โ
โย is there a reasons youโre here on your own ?ย โ
โ ย apparently weโre going to be working on this together now.ย โ
โ ย you look like you could use a hand with that.ย โ
โ ย what do people around here do to have some fun ?ย โ
โ ย looks like this will take a while, huh ?ย โ
โ ย oh god. please tell me you havenโt just heard me talk to myself.ย โ
โ ย excuse me, i think iโm lost.ย โ
โย i just wanted to say that i really like your outfit.ย โ
โ ย do you come here often ?ย โ
โ ย do you mind if i join you for a bit ?ย โ
โ ย you looked lonely so i got you a drink.ย โ
โ ย i donโt think weโve met, iโm [name].ย โ
โ ย what the hell just happened there ?ย โ
โ ย have you seen this anywhere ? i mustโve lost it.ย โ
โ ย can i please use your phone ? i have to call someone to get me out of here.ย โ
โ ย seems like weโre gonna be spending a lot of time together.ย โ
โ ย come with me, and donโt ask any questions. itโs urgent.ย โ
โ ย i heard strange noises coming from your apartment and just wanted to make sure everything is alright.ย โ
โ ย i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me ?ย โ
โ ย you donโt know me but will you be my date for tonight ?ย โ
โ ย weโve got some time to kill so why donโt you tell me a little about yourself ?ย โ
โ ย i donโt usually just walk up to strangers but my friends set me up to it.ย โ
โ ย i think our orders may have gotten mixed up.ย โ
โย do i have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that ?ย โ
ADAM MAKAROV was a grisha, a fabrikator to be exact, who only ever wanted to live his life peacefully within the perimeters of his small camp in ulensk, ravka. with a gift of metal manipulation and a fascination for fauna, adam lead a life of peace and serenity. that was until a fjedan soldier came across his camp by chance one night, in arms with a taste for grisha blood.ย
the solider had not introduced himself, adam doubted he ever would. the fjerdan soldier called him a demjin which adam could only deduct to demon, he kept his distance from him. that was until the fjerdan soldier approached him with the promise of security in his camp in exchange for a safe return to the camp heโd been based at.
an argument ensued that lasted two weeks, at least adam thought it was that long whilst he refused. however the fjerdan man seemed to be determined, insufferably so, to get adam to agree.
after long last, adam said yes.ย
thus began their adventure through the long forests, meadows and dirt roads of ulensk. adam had tried to make best of the trip, talking about the fauna heโd seen along the way, his wolf, named daisy whom he found eating said flower hence the name. heโd go into details for hours upon hours and the fjerdan man would hum and follow along.ย
adam felt his cheeks warm after some time, he would stare at the fjerdan soldier for long periods of time, taking in his features, how his short hair had grown out during their time together, how it laid against his forehead almost touching his brows. it wasnโt strong but it was there, enough to blind him.
soon, theyโd arrived at the camp and before adam could blink, the fjerdan soldier was yelling and throwing adam to the ground. a sense of dread slipped down adamโs spine and his heart crumpled. heโd been betrayed, he should have known better, he should have, he should have!ย
it seemed heโd blocked out much of the events at the camp, stale bread, dirty water and cold rope. theyโd allowed him not chains, given his fabrikator status. any time the fjerdan soldier heโd walked there would come by, almost like an apology was tipping over the edge of his lips, adam pretended he did not exist.ย
the trip back to fjerda was long and cold, his feet hurt and his clothes were not suited for the cold weather he was enduring but he didnโt complain. he was a prisoner, a grisha, a demjin, he had no right, not with the fjerdans. they dragged him when his feet refused to work, they forced him to stand when he was so tired he would faint. any sound of hunger was laughed and whooped at, as though he was a performer for them. lesser than them, human looking but not human enough.ย
before he knew it, theyโd stepped foot onto fjerdan soil and towards a hill, adam had no idea what such hill it was but then they said something that heโd never expect.
build.
he was surrounded by hundreds upon hundreds of fellow grisha, all with two guards behind them, all saying the same thing. adam had no choice so he raised his hands and twisted them, metal twisting and lifting around him and he built.ย
adam built until his hands bled, until he couldnโt fight the sleep any longer, until hunger got the best of him. he build until heโd often find himself with headaches and nosebleeds and still, all he heard was build.
months passed, he didnโt know how many, he stopped counting until the building was finished. a big large prison, unbreakable. the chances of people escaping practically zero. it was the design and all at the price of his own blood, sweat and tears. a prison to trap his kind.
iโm so sorry, i am so sorry.
apologies to coming years, to the thousands of grisha that would suffer at the hands of his work, thousands of grisha that would die a the hands of his work. he was thrown in a cell heโd build soon after, he wasnโt of use any longer.ย
he saw the fjerdan solider whoโd been the reason he was there now, the had named the damned thing. the ice court. ย a prison for all those fjerda deemed evil, criminals.ย
i grew found of you. however the love of fjerda, my people, was stronger.ย
ย as if those words brought him any comfort. as if theyโd make the pain in his heart any better.ย
you betrayed me. i trusted you.
his voice sounded so meek, so quiet. so unlike how heโd been and he could see the fjerdan soldier flinch from the bars he was trapped behind. that didnโt stop him, however, from the final knife into adamโs soul.
perhaps my saints are stronger than yours.
adam had to stop a scoff. saints. how dare he. how dare he do these things and say it of saints. however, it seemed it would all get worse for him.ย
the soldier, heโd finally learned the name of, was crowned as a saint not long after that conversation. for bringing the final grisha they needed.ย
saint djel.ย
adam wasnโt given much time to think of his name, how heโd become a saint by the blood of others. how heโd be sure he was just another subhuman creature locked away for death. his only wish was that it would come sooner, was that he could get the relief of death so he no longer had to suffer.ย
he got his wish. tied to a wooden stake that djel had blessed. the smug bastard was smiling at him. he felt anger rush through his veins as he kept his eyes on the so called saint, staring into his soul so that he could imprint the pain he felt as the flames flickered around him. he would not scream or cry or yell. if he was going to die by their hands, it would be his terms. he would go quietly, they didnโt deserve the celebration of killing another grisha, of him.
adam makarov was nothing but a ghost now. haunting where he found fit, no longer locked to that prison. he could not get revenge, no, there wasnโt much he could do but he could live, even in death, just so that he could prove that they could never take him down. he would not die silently.ย
he was the ghost of the ice court. he would not be forgotten.
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ย ใ โ ใ i am relatively new to soc rp, i've read both of the books and i have also seen the tv show, adam is an oc with lore based on six of crows, basically me digging into a bare detail that was mentioned and making a whole oc abt it
ย ใ โ ใ if you are transphobic, homophobic, any of the phobics, do not follow me. as a trans man, that will not be tolerated on my blog
ใ โ ใ i will not ship with minors ( both admins and characters ). i will ship familial and platonic and only romance with other characters that are adults. i will not ship with aged up characters either.
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ใ โ ใ please don't drag me into any drama y'all may have, i'm just here for a good time
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