Jul 16, 2014
Reiko's might work better because she is older, but she might sass him. Kimiko seems so innocent.
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Reiko's might work better because she is older, but she might sass him. Kimiko seems so innocent.
said no one ever
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"I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere."
She was dying. That was the only explanation.
The world was spinning around her, and her heart was hammering harder than it had ever bothered to before. She felt like she was going to throw up, her fingers felt numb, and although she was acutely aware of the sensation of falling to her knees, she felt as if she were floating. She was detached, loosed from the earth beneath her clasping fingers, and drowning in a wave of terror.
She was going to die. Either that, or she was going insane. Either way, she couldn’t breathe. No matter how she gasped, she didn’t seem able to catch enough oxygen, as if someone had punctured her lungs and let the air seep out as it trickled in. The lack of air didn’t help the panic that was slowly overwhelming her, her elbows locking and refusing to collapse as her eyes spun wildly. Perhaps this was a hex, or a curse, or maybe even poison. She didn’t see anything, though.
Only the general, his words reaching her through the fog that seemed to surround her. She wasn’t sure why she did it, but with one shaking hand, she reached out, clasping his shoulder and squeezing. The feeling of something solid, something warm, something with a heartbeat that wasn’t slamming into her chest a mile a minute - it seemed to help. Feeling his shoulder shift with his breath, she struggled to control her own wild gasps, slowly and shakily reining them in until they, to an extent, behaved. She matched her breathing with his, and soon the panic began to ebb. It was far from gone, but.. at the very least, there was a light at the end of this tunnel.
"So it would seem the dead walk among us once more."
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The priestess's brown hues showed no more than the reflections of the cruel world. The wandering soul's eyes only glazed and distant... as if thoughts were jumping in and out of the priestess's mind.
A twig snap broke the silence, including the priestess's thoughts and she swiveled around, pulling back an arrow and aiming towards the sudden noise.The aura around her mixed with different living things, forbidding her to recognize and analyze who's there. "Come out."
I’ll protect you with my life.
”...Otou-san…" Inuyasha quietly spoke as his ears twitched at the sound of his father’s voice. It had been years since his passing, how the hell was he here now?!
The deep voice stated it’s purpose—to protect Inuyasha with his life. Why? Why now? A little angered by his father’s sudden appearance, it bothered Inuyasha to know he was here to protect him, but why now? Now out of all times? “Good to know yur here now, but where he hell have you been all the other times I needed help?!" His words came out a little harsher than intended, but as much as he was hurt, a sigh of relief escaped his lips as his feelings spilled out of them.
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Once up on time. (Hello :) )
My muse dances with yours at a ball.
Of all the places that Zak brought her, Natalie loved balls the best. Galas were great, but there was too much sitting. Too much talking. Thank you’s, and speeches…Balls, though - it was all dancing. Twirling and socializing, dipping and just enjoying yourself.
Clad in a shimmering golden dress, she felt like a princess. From how she was being treated, she was quite sure she wasn’t the only one that thought so. She had no shortage of dance partners - though, perhaps, that was thanks to her own prowess more so than her dress. Whatever the reason, she was glad for it. She hadn’t had a good waltzing partner aside from Zak in what felt like years. Even longer for a proper tango, but she wasn’t expecting too much from these people. A waltz… it was good enough for now.
She’d been trying to find Zak for a while, now, but admittedly got a little distracted. More than a little, she thought, as she landed in the arms of a silver haired gentleman. He wasn’t aged, as far as she could tell - thus, the silver hair had to be of differing origins. A curse, perhaps, or…
“A demon. Fascinating…” Her voice was a low purr, dark eyes drinking in his appearance. “I’ve never danced with a demon before… I wonder- how do you measure up?”