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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 9:44 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 6:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 8:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 8:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 11:58 pm
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There were no dreams, there was no darkness, no light. There was no feeling, no numbness, no sound, no silence. Nothingness was the only thing around. A void was the only thing to perceive, if it could even be perceived. No sight, sound, smell, taste, touch, nothing even for the deepest, darkest, earliest recesses of the mind to grasp. Not even any memories to revisit, not even the memory of memories. Not even thought was possible, or the thought of thoughts. there was nothing, not even time in this void.
Suddenly, a light. Dim at first, but growing. Gently, constantly, growing. Muscles twitch, eyelids open. Gentle light, artificial light, gently buzzing, setting off a sense few others have. Maybe no others have.
Memories return. Were they ever gone? The answer can't be remembered. Who else has been through what he has? Scars make themselves felt now, etched over every limb. Each with a story. No doubt more will join them, but when?
Warmth, and a familiar smell. His jacket lay across his chest, placed there by someone he couldn't recall. His boots were gone, on the floor next to the couch. He was on a couch. In a room. His room. It was underground.
He blinked, raising a hand to his head with what felt like tremendous effort. He groaned with a throat full of sand and gravel, and tried to sit up as conscious thought returned to him. He'd had another blackout. They'd been happening more frequently lately, or, at least he thought. He couldn't remember, just as he could never remember what he was doing just before. He could remember where he was; some underground facility, safe, named something Norse. Valhalla.
He swung his legs off of the couch, resting his arms on his knees as he stared at the floor. Why was he here? What had brought him back? He'd left so many years ago, for some reason long forgotten, and now he'd returned, like some pointless prodigal son. Was he even wanted? Was he taking up a room they could give to someone else?
He needed a drink. Water, tea, soda, anything to wet his desert-dry throat. He must have been out for a while. He stood on legs that were suddenly wobbly, with a head that was so light it should have helped him stay upright. He nearly collapsed before catching himself, and stumbled over to the kitchen. He steadied himself on the counter, finding his balance again. He opened a cabinet and reached for a glass, but his fingers still weren't awake, and the plastic cup went bouncing to the floor. He watched it for a moment before turning back to grasp another one, this time managing to hold it long enough to fill it with water and bring it to his lips.
Once his thirst was quenched and his head was clearer, he turned to look about the apartment he'd been given. Nothing looked as though it had been moved, but it was hard to tell, as his backpack on the bed was his only possession decorating the place. It was as thought some unseen, unknown person, or persons, had brought him back to this place, and simply left.
(Sorry for the sort of rambling and existential post. I get inspired when I find (or redeiscover) good music, and I stumbled upon Godspeed You Black Emperor again. This is what happens when you give me twenty-minute long ambient tracks. )
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 4:20 am
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Rikki Tikki Travi Shane could hardly believe what he was seeing as Cassandra just strut away from him and through another wall. He retracted the biomass he had burrowing a hole in the ground and stood up.
He cautiously stepped into the store to find the patrons surrounding Annie and a strange boy with a similar bio-signature to Cassandra. Upon closer inspection he saw that Annie was extending a hand to the boy.
"What is this? Annie...what did you do?"
"I talked to the head," said Annie with a smile as she turned at Shane's questions. "The car might be a little cramped, though. They both are coming with us."
She walked towards Shane and grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled herself onto her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. Pausing her lips not even an inch from his she said, "You should know that brute strength doesn't always accomplish one's goals. Don't worry about it. Just give them some space and they won't bother you. I promise- or at least he promised. You trust me, right? I know your goals, I will make sure you accomplish them."
Kissing him one more time she pulled away and whispered, "I wouldn't hurt you." That is I wouldn't hurt you if I don't have to, Annie added darkly in her head. Would Annie betray Shane to save herself? Perhaps. In fact, she knew the answer to even be probably. Sure she loved Shane but she had to consider protecting herself long enough for Christian to be old enough to raise himself safely. She didn't trust anyone else with Christian, even sending him to her father would be dangerous since they knew her father's identity. And, Valhalla? Gidget or Trinity didn't strike her as women with the maternal instinct to raise a child.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 9:10 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 2:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 3:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 3:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 7:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 9:30 am
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mc2 "I talked to the head," said Annie with a smile as she turned at Shane's questions. "The car might be a little cramped, though. They both are coming with us."
She walked towards Shane and grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled herself onto her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. Pausing her lips not even an inch from his she said, "You should know that brute strength doesn't always accomplish one's goals. Don't worry about it. Just give them some space and they won't bother you. I promise- or at least he promised. You trust me, right? I know your goals, I will make sure you accomplish them."
Kissing him one more time she pulled away and whispered, "I wouldn't hurt you." That is I wouldn't hurt you if I don't have to, Annie added darkly in her head. Would Annie betray Shane to save herself? Perhaps. In fact, she knew the answer to even be probably. Sure she loved Shane but she had to consider protecting herself long enough for Christian to be old enough to raise himself safely. She didn't trust anyone else with Christian, even sending him to her father would be dangerous since they knew her father's identity. And, Valhalla? Gidget or Trinity didn't strike her as women with the maternal instinct to raise a child.
Shane couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was Annie so unsure of being able to kill him that she had to make a deal with two people more unstable than he is? His approaching protest was cur short by her kiss. As much as he enjoyed it he was equally as offended by it. He would let her think he could be swayed by such things for now, but no amount of Annie's affection would keep him from his mission.
He looked over Annie's shoulder at the other two. "If you threaten my sister or Annie's son in any way I will end you."
He diected that at Alex with a hint of ravenous hunger in his eyes.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 10:30 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 11:36 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 3:41 pm
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Rikki Tikki Travi Shane couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was Annie so unsure of being able to kill him that she had to make a deal with two people more unstable than he is? His approaching protest was cur short by her kiss. As much as he enjoyed it he was equally as offended by it. He would let her think he could be swayed by such things for now, but no amount of Annie's affection would keep him from his mission.
He looked over Annie's shoulder at the other two. "If you threaten my sister or Annie's son in any way I will end you."
He diected that at Alex with a hint of ravenous hunger in his eyes.
Annie turned at Alexavier's offer. Her brown eyes narrowed, at his offer of a 'snack' for Shane. What was he thinking? "That is not funny," she commented dryly waving her hand at one of the individuals from his human mob shield. Annie pinched the bridge of her nose before letting go, she glanced at Shane, "If they are a threat to my son or Gidget, you will have to get in line. I will kill them, first."
She stepped away from Shane, turning into a liquid form, snaking past Cassandra and reappearing in front of Alexavier. She placed a hand on his shoulder and whispered into his ear, "Know this: the reason I made this deal is to protect as many people as possible. I am not someone you want as an enemy. I will kill both halves of you. Don't test my patience."
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