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Thread: The Crow: Unforeseen Duet (Alvis Alendran & darkangel76)

Lucy rubbed at her rain-soaked arms, goose bumps on porcelain pale flesh peeking through the torn white shirt that clung to her tiny body. The thing was a tattered mess and she gripped the torn edges to keep herself from being fully exposed. Licking at her lips, water drops getting caught on the corners of her mouth, she dared a step forward. Just what was he? Who was he? He knew Aleena, that much was clear. But there was an innocence about the way he spoke to her, the way he was trying to make sense of everything about him. He was like a child...lost in the dark. Alone. And much like her...frightened. I... Lucy began, her teeth chattering more from the lingering adrenaline than fear of the man in front of her or even the chilly air that swirled through the night. I'm not hurt...well... she corrected herself suddenly looking at her palms, letting go of the edges of her shirt. Not badly. It'll be fine. Lucy gave the man a smile, his face causing something deep inside her to stir, to awaken. She glanced at the crow that suddenly found its perch upon his shoulder, the bird a frightening size. But as it sat there, his hand moving up to gently stroke it, she felt no fear, only awe, something tugging her closer. She was meant to find him. I don't know who you are, Lucy went on. But... I know you. Her mouth felt dry, like it had filled with sand. Her green eyes went from the crow and back to the man's facethat angelic face that emblazoned itself in her mind, her heart. I've dreamed of you. She felt her cheeks heat up, her palms still held out and full of scrapes. As she shifted her stance, the ache in her hip made her wince though she tried her best to hide it. Her injuries were nothing compared to the fact that he'd helped her, saved her, that he was the very one she'd been dreaming about for at least a week. And...he knew Aleena. Her sister. She'd heard nothing about her in over a year. Lucy suddenly realized her state and moved to tug on her shirt once more. The soggy torn thing was slipping off her body. She'd been too wrapped up in her thoughts, in his questions to realize. At first. Pulling on the white shredded fabric, she readjusted herself and then bit down on her lip. I...I don't live far off if... Lucy choked on her words, her heart suddenly speeding up. She wasn't sure what she was doing or what she was saying. Blood still ran through the streets, blood spilled to save her. As she stared at the man before her, she just found herself in complete wonder and compelled to follow what she felt in her heartthat she was meant to find him. If you need somewhere to stay, she offered, her eyes looking away from man and crow, staring at the black pavement beneath her feet.
Thread: The Crow: Unforeseen Duet (Alvis Alendran & darkangel76)

Jacob shook his ead at her words, denying some of them outright. No, no you can't know me. No one knows me now. I don't know me. I don't. I don't know me. He turned tolook at the dead man, the knife still in his eye. He couldn't fail to notice that there was a shape forming from the blood leaking from the man. The rain made the blood run far more than nrormal, but he could make it out. A...bird. Wings spread wide. The crow on his shoulder cried out, flaring it's wings outwards. The shapes were identical. Jacob wrenched his eyes away from it. The damage done to her shirt was significant, adn ehr advance had allowed to do less that it's intended task. He shifted his eyes slightly, staring at hers. So vivid. Intese. Like Aleena's. It was Aleen's face there, so alike, so not like her. Most people would be able to easily confuse the two of them for one another. Jacob would have never made that mistake, no matter how long or short a time he'd spent with Aleena, the two were night and day to one another. Aleena had been confident, almost arrogant, stepped back from nothing, met everything head on. Lucy seemed to not have that quality, or perhaps had it in a different way. He didn't know. it was impossible to know really. She dind't know him, he didn't know her, and the more he let himself stand there, the mroe that he realized he was allowing himself to run in circles. She spoke of home, her home, that he might be welcome there, and there was a pang in his chest, something that spoke of feelings that he was trying desperately to keep buried. Simple kindness. In this city, that was a rare commodity, often scorned as insincere, after all, if everyone was just trying to survive in a place that had been long ago seen as falling apart. Police were present, but laregly corrupt and not interested in helping. City officials were in the pay of the lawless. Sometimes the press might make a statement, why Jacob had been involved in it, standing up for truth. But now...what was the truth? He'd been a gentle soul once, nothing moreviolent in his past than a scrap with his brother when they were kids. But he'd killed two men this night, and with a certain amount of enjoyment on one of them. He needed... a moment. Maybe two. He looked back to Lucy. It...might not be safe out here. I can...take you home? It was a question, not sure where to go from here other than forward.
Thread: The Crow: Unforeseen Duet (Alvis Alendran & darkangel76)

He heard her agreement, just barely heard her speaking, enough to process it, but not much more beyond that. He always ended up seeing her eyes, seeing them in that same way he had always seen her sister. But these eyes weren't the same, they weren't, and he had to keep reminding himself of that. He let out a slow breath as she moved past him, on her way. He turned to follow her, take her home no idea what he might do once he'd accomplished this. Did she know? Did she know that Aleena was gone? Could she? Could she not? What was even happening to him? He heard the faint sniffle, a sound he'd long ago learned to pick out. Unsympathetic as it might be, a sniffle usually meant there was a story around, and if he was sharp, he'd be able to suss it out. This time he fixed his attention on her again just as her hand touched his. Her hand was still warm, despite the rain and the chill, or perhaps he was simply that cold. He felt those fingers start to slide along his hand when- -always take care of you Luce. -no longer your sister- -stop worrying- -things he does- -honestly Luce- It was so fast, a flurry of broken images that hammered into his mind over and over, each time a little clearer, a little more focused. A little more painful. He pulled aay from her with a cry, hands going to his face, the crow in motion, calling out tot he night as it lit off of hi shoulder and landed on a windowsill nearby, still watching the two of them. Jacob heaved a breath, then another, each time staggering a little, each time trying to banish these new sights, new sounds, new memories that didn't belong in his head, didn't need to be there. But they were there, seared into his mind, just as vivid as the moment they had arrived. He got himself under a modicum of control again, and looked at her through his own fingers, not removing his hands from his face. You loved her. So much. And she abandoned you to your fate. Threw you aside because you weren't useful anymore. He spoke without thought, without regard, all he wanted was to never have seen it in the first place, but that wasn't an option. What he saw was never unseen. Never. And after coming back from being killed, he doubted that even if he finished a task here, was allowed to leave, to move on, to die finally, that he would find a kind of peace. He'd still remember, still carry this. Forever.
Thread: The Crow: Unforeseen Duet (Alvis Alendran & darkangel76)

Lucy's hand dropped to her side, her torn shirt falling a bit about her body. The thin white material hung loose about her shoulders, sliding over frame causing the swells of her breasts to suddenly peek in the middle. She hardly noticed as she stared at the man before her. He was struggling, so unsure, so lost. More than anything, she wanted to just hold him close, to stroke his hair and whisper soothing words into his ear. A man like him shouldn't be in agony. It just wasn't right and it made her heart twist in her chest. The rain continued its assault, a bolt of lightning streaking the sky as a roar of thunder interrupted the sudden silence as Lucy continued to watch him. She was unsure of what to do, her heart telling her to go for him, her mind second-guessing everything. Just then, there was a rustle of feathers and the crow took off into the inky sky, not seeming to mind the rain. Lucy followed the flight of the bird as it flew, her green eyes squinting through the dim lighting of the streetlights. I...I'm sorry... she apologized, though she wasn't even sure why. But her touch had caused him pain. That much was clear and it made her leery of touching him again, though she desperately longed to. Who? M-my sister? she asked. If this man had indeed been referring to Aleena then he was very much correct. The love Lucy'd had for her twin was something she thought no one could ever tear down and decimate. Yet, over the years her sister had pushed her away, not once had she ever truly mattered to Aleena. Though at one time, she'd thought she did. No. She was a means to boost her twin's own ego, her own position in the family. And that hurt more than anything. L-let's not talk about her here, Lucy pleaded, her green eyes glistening in the distorted light. Just a few more blocks and we can get in out of the rain. She swallowed hard and pushed back her matted red hair, her torn shirt beginning to fall so she moved to hold it in place. And talk. She smiled at him, shivering. She knew they had to leave the area soon. It wouldn't be long before more of her father's men arrived looking for her or the man who'd put down one of his own. And knowing her father, he'd have a cop or three under his thumb to help him out. And that would make things so much worse. She glanced up in the direction the crow had flown and then back at the man. Like you said...it isn't safe here.
Thread: The Crow: Unforeseen Duet (Alvis Alendran & darkangel76)

It isn't safe. Nowhere was safe, but nowhere was dangerous to him either. He'd shown that clearly when he'd been wounded then just as suddenly not. He could be anywhere. but she couldn't. She was still human, still...intact. The world hadn't shattered her yet. Yet. he always had that in mind, no longer possessed fo the faith that someone could make it through the world without breaking under the strain. He shook himself bodily, forcing his thoughts away from the mrobid path that they were on. He needed to focus on the right now . She wanted him to to follow her, to talk to him, and maybe make some sense of this whole thing. He let out a shuddering breath. Yes. Yes. Out of the rain. He Agreed, lowering his hands, and standing up straight, looking up at the cloud covered sky. For just a moment, the clouds parted enough to see the moon. Full and bright, it shed an ethereal light onto the land around him. Jacob looked down at her again. Let's go. He followed behind her, keeping her in sight, and he felt the crow on his shoudler once more, not wanting to leave his side, ad he didn't mind. He barely noticed the creature, it was like ti had always been a part of him, always there. He knew if he let himself he could recall his life before everything, when the thought of a great black bird on his shoulder would have seemed odd, but that only led him to having to block away the memories, or else collapse under the weight of them. They arrived at a building a few blocks away. He closed his eyes a moment, before he followed her inside. Committed now to see where this led him, he had to know what happened, he had to see what this woman was going t do, see what she knew.
Thread: The Crow: Unforeseen Duet (Alvis Alendran & darkangel76)

But I like it... It was as much of a blessing to the place as one could expect. Lucy wasn't interested in caring what anyone else thought of her place, that was the declaration in that statement, and that was all anyone should have to say about where they lived. Jacob let his eyes travel along the walls, picking out the sketches, trying not to stare. When she came with the blanket, he stared at it dumbly a moment, as though trying to figure out what she was trying to accomplish with it. Warm. She was concerned about his staying warm. He reached a hand out, and gently took it from her, making sure not to touch her again. He didn't want to have to See that again. Not like that. It had been a rush of noise and pain last time, he couldn't let himself go through that again. And besides, this was not taking the knowledge of a terrible person to give him what he needed. This was taking snippets of a life that owed him nothing, stealing the memories and life that she had lived. He didn't have the right to those. And he'd not steal that from her. Thank you. He said quietly, taking the blanket, moving it through his fingers, feeling the softness of it. He let it fall to unfold, and slung it around his shoulders. He felt the shiver of warmth, but more importantly to him, the water was being sopped up. It was less for his own comfort, and more to do with dripping on her floor. Granted she hadn't made any kind of comment on the subject, but then, why would she? With all that had gone on, it would seem like a minor detail. His eyes tracked away from her, looking over the walls again. She was good at what she did, there was talent in her artistry. Simple works, but well crafted. There were a few in particular that caught his attention, and he zeroed in on them. What he was was...him. His own face, staring back at him, a few of them in intricate detail that missed no part of him. All that seemed off slightly was his eyes. They were darkened, but no sketch could capture what happened in his eyes, not anymore. He turned slowly, the blanket held loosely on his shoulders. How did you know me? He asked her faintly. How long did you know me? Were you looking for me tonight?
Thread: Hallowe'en Sex

31st October, our silver wedding. Our son, Dan, and his wife, Melanie, joined us to celebrate. I was going to cook, but Dan said no, he and Mel would take us out to a restaurant for a slap-up meal. Mike, my husband, said that sounded a good idea and I agreed. At the end of the meal, Dan announced that he and Mel were going off to meet up with friends at a club. You can come along if you want, Mel added hastily in a tone that suggested shed rather we didnt. We declined and, as we were getting into the taxi to go home, Mel gave me a big hug and whispered Have fun in my ear. She and Dan were obviously making themselves scarce so we could celebrate in our own way. Well that was fine by both of us and we did just that, collapsing in each others arms exhausted and happy. It was just before 2 in the morning when I woke to the sound of giggling from our spare room. I nudged Mike awake. Listen to that, I grinned, they think were asleep. Mike smiled and kissed me. We lay side by side gently stroking each other as the sounds from the neighbouring bedroom changed. First all went quiet, then there were some squeals, following by a moan or two. Soon after that, there was the frantic squeak of bed springs and loud panting, followed by a high-pitched cry that rose to a crescendo, accompanied at the end by deep masculine groans. Then there was silence. That could have been a recording of us earlier, Mike whispered. You dont think they were listening, do you? I was concerned at performing for my son. No, Mike reassured me, they still hadnt come back when I fell asleep. Im not surprised you were tired, I told him, not after the energy you expended. Aroused by the sounds of sex through our wall, we had just snuggled together for a rather quieter session when I heard another noise. Mike, I stopped stroking his chest, did you hear that? It sounded like our front door. He hadnt heard anything, naturally, so I carried on stroking him, working slowly south, until I heard another noise. Even Mike couldnt miss the distinctive sound of the third stair from the top. Go and check, I hissed. As he peeped cautiously out of our bedroom door, I heard Dans voice. Sorry, dad, we didnt mean to disturb you. Hope we havent woken mom. We went home with our friends and lost track of the time. That was Melanie. Mike joined me again and we stared at each other puzzled. Where had those noises come from? Who or what had made them? With our son and his wife awake next door, we abandoned any further celebrations and I was just about to doze off, when I heard giggling from next door. Then all went quiet, until there were some squeals, following by a moan or two. Soon after that, there was the frantic squeak of bed springs and loud panting, followed by a cry that rose to a high crescendo, accompanied at the end by deep masculine groans. Then there was silence.
Thread: I Could Hardly Abandon You Now(translucentfeathers & Dragonfoot455)*currently on hold

Solas ran a hand over the back of his neck, pacing across the stone in silence, only the soft shifting of Leliana's crows above breaking the quiet. He felt...he felt concern, which in and of itself wasn't inherently a problem but could cause issue. Solas approached his desk, shaking his head, finding the papers...his research? They offered little comfort over what happened at the Temple of Mythal and where this was all leading. With a gentle sigh he returned to his pacing, studying the walls of the mural he had painted, fingers smoothing along the edges of the bright colors and cool stone the paint covered.
Thread: I Could Hardly Abandon You Now(translucentfeathers & Dragonfoot455)*currently on hold

RE I Could Hardly Abandon You Now translucentfeathers Dragonfoot455 Tequila had returned from the Arbor wilds in once piece, though it wasn't easy battling Samson. With Mythal's dedicated Elves help it went smoothly despite Abelas wanting to destroy what left over knowlege was in the Well. All her companions agreed but Solas who seemed distraught over the thought of drinking from the Well. Tequila was conflicted on who to listen to but listened to her own thought then his and made the mistake of taking the power. Solas didn't speak one word, clearly angry. So the Elven Rogue took it upon herself to confront her lover on the matter in the Rotunda. Solas...Ir abelas 'Emma lath she whispered approching him though he had his back turned on her.
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RE I Could Hardly Abandon You Now translucentfeathers Dragonfoot455 He heard her approach, soft footfalls over the cool stone floor of the keep. Solas did not turn though, continuing to face the wall, the mural he was working on, as his eyes searched for answers he hoped the art would somehow give him. He hoped they would explain things he did not know how to express himself. Solas knew she would have questions, there would be apologies but, how could she possibly understand the depth of what was happening around her? The gravity her choices had. At her gentle words and apology he held up a hand to silence her, keeping her from continuing. Turning he folded his hands behind his back, as his eyes studied her. Garas quenathra? He hummed gently, keeping his face neutral. I do not require an apology from you, ma vhenan.
Thread: I Could Hardly Abandon You Now(translucentfeathers & Dragonfoot455)*currently on hold

RE I Could Hardly Abandon You Now translucentfeathers Dragonfoot455 Tequila couldn't find the words to explain why she had taken the power from the well. She didn't trust Morrigan with whatever knowledge was passed down from one servent of Mythal to another, now she was bound to a Elven Goddess in whatever that meant. You don't believe in the the Elven Gods, why would this bother you so? she asked narrowing her eyes at why her lover seemed so cool and collected.
Thread: I Could Hardly Abandon You Now(translucentfeathers & Dragonfoot455)*currently on hold

RE I Could Hardly Abandon You Now translucentfeathers Dragonfoot455 Solas frowned, shaking his head before turning to fully face her. I may not believe that they were Gods but I believe that they existed, Solas managed to get out, as his eyes narrowing in on hers. You are Mythal's creature now, do you even know what that means? Solas turned, stalking a few paces away, attempting desperately to regain his composure. He glanced back at her once he felt he had mastered the concern that had twisted into an ugly swell of frustration. Well, do you? He managed to ask again, calmer now.
Thread: I Could Hardly Abandon You Now(translucentfeathers & Dragonfoot455)*currently on hold

RE I Could Hardly Abandon You Now translucentfeathers Dragonfoot455 Tequila eyes flickered away with only a twich of her jaw to show her frustation No she hissed through gritted teeth. Hard marble eyes stared through him Would you rather have me let the power of the Well go to the witch then?, Ma banal las halamshir var vhen she spat though knowing there was no truth on why she responded angrly but only out of defense. Lashing out would do nothing, Tequila had recovered the Well and Corypheus had no more option of entering the fade.
Thread: I Could Hardly Abandon You Now(translucentfeathers & Dragonfoot455)*currently on hold

RE I Could Hardly Abandon You Now translucentfeathers Dragonfoot455 I did not say I would rather Morrigan drank from the well, and I have never implied it. I asked you not to drink from the well because of the dangers it could bring. You are Mythal's creature now, he said simply, his eyes never leaving hers. You have given up a part of yourself but you can lecture me for not furthering 'our' people? Solas shook his head, walking over to his desk to stare down at his manuscript and tomes, not really seeing any of them.
Thread: I Could Hardly Abandon You Now(translucentfeathers & Dragonfoot455)*currently on hold

RE I Could Hardly Abandon You Now translucentfeathers Dragonfoot455 Tequila sighed heavily before stepping closer to him, turning his chin to face her look at me she spoke softly I'm still me and You aren't going to lose me . She hoped her comforting words would help him understand the will of Mythal is a geas, with the power of the Well. I'll make things better her expression changed to affection for Solas Please don't be angry with me
Thread: I Could Hardly Abandon You Now(translucentfeathers & Dragonfoot455)*currently on hold

RE I Could Hardly Abandon You Now translucentfeathers Dragonfoot455 He sighed, her calm words thwarting the burning chaotic concern verging on frustration within him so easily. It was simply amazing what this woman could do to his emotions, do for his grip on this realm. Solas studied her. I am not angry, merely...concerned. I do suppose it is better that you hold the power of the well, he offered in a way of agreement, nodding slightly. He regarded her carefully. Which brings me to my next question, how do you plan to use it? Once Corypheus is dead?
Thread: I Could Hardly Abandon You Now(translucentfeathers & Dragonfoot455)*currently on hold

RE I Could Hardly Abandon You Now translucentfeathers Dragonfoot455 Tequila thought hard for a moment before answering This war proves we can't go back to the way things were. I want to help move this world foreward she said giving a half smile, though she hoped her plan wouldn't be thrown into more cauos. Her facial expression turned into a mischevious one You're being grim and fatalistic in hope of getting me into bed aren't you? she whispered planting light kisses down his jawline.