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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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 Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 2:10 am
Sleep, Nyoka craved sleep. Right now, she was running on caffeine, and she didn't know when she was going to crash. Monsters only got you so far....
But, Laermeluion had asked her a favor. She had to hold up her end of the bargain she had made with Rinion - she needed to be a rock, too. If Laer needed her for this, than she was going to be there for him. She was just going to be moral support. She'd already done two notifications before this one, she might be able to stomach this one, too.
Laer stood in the doorway to the sitting room of the manor proper, Nyoka next to him. But, she was not the one that spoke. "Mel?" his musical voice asked as he looked over at her.
Nyoka glanced at him, waiting to take her cues from him. That was her condition, she was there for moral support, and to pick up where he left off if he thought he couldn't say what needed to be said.
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Rinion didn't know how he was going to do this. All he could do was stare at his sleeping wife, lying pale in the hospital bed. Should he tell her when she woke up? Knowing her, she would know that something was wrong, but he wasn't sure that she could take this on top of grieving for their son....
All he could do was take her hand in his and think. She wasn't awake yet, he still had a little more time to figure things out....
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 2:30 am
It took what seem like a couple of minutes for Mel to actually notice Laer and Nyoka. She sat by the window, staring out at the moon. Her black hair wasn't up like normal, but cascading down around her face. Her arms resting on her knees, while her hands dance along her upper arms. Her fingers brushing over the name of Lenore, which seem almost faded. Her dark green eyes were lifeless as she scans over Laer and Nyoka. She knew something wasn't right, just from the way they stood there. Slowly, her legs slip off the cushion before she looks towards the ground. Her hair hid her face for a moment before she looks back up "Tell me this isn't bad, I don't think I could take it right now..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was an hour later, before Kris finally stirred from her slumber. Her eyes open slowly, only to shut close from the light. Her body felt so heavy, and she didn't know at all where she was. Slowly once again, she opens her eyes as she feels the warmth from her husband's hand in hers. Turning her head just alittle, her coughs as she tries to clear her dry throat "Rinion....where...." coughing again, she closes her eyes as she winces. Why did her throat feel like it was on fire?
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 2:39 am
Laer frowned and glanced at Nyoka. He searched his mind, trying to find the right words for how to say what needed to be said. He was about to tell a dear friend of hers that she was a widow ... and he knew there was no easy way to say it. "I have something to tell you, something that you might need to sit down for...." he said.
Nyoka kept her eyes on Mel now. She knew that the elf would know what Laer was trying to tell her, even as the tone in his musical voice had turned to a more soothing one. She even felt just a little better about her mother being dead. Some of that emptiness had filled, made the void a little more bearable. But, not even his powers could keep her from feeling as though the bottom had dropped out of her world, couldn't help her deny the fact that she was slowly, in essence, dying as well. He only made it just a little more bearable.
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He was stirred from his thoughts when he heard his wife speaking. He leaned closer to the bed, reached out with his free hand to grab the cup of ice chips on the tray next to him. "Here, Kris, take one, it might help your throat," he said, managing a smile for her, one that didn't quite reach his starry eyes.
"What's the last thing you remember?" he asked, gently. He was stalling, yes, but he was also checking on her in his way, seeing if she was awake. He'd make his decision about whether to tell her about Lenore in a few moments, he had more pressing news to tell her, first.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 2:49 am
Mel eyes look from them as she stood slowly "She gone....?" her voice was barely above a whisper. Her hair hid her face again, and the only sign from her was the sudden tremble running over her body. Shaking her head, her fist clench as her fingers slowly shift to a black fur "No...it can't be...this has got to be a sick joke.." Lifting her head, her once green eyes held red around the iris. Tears streaming down her face as she glares at them both. She refused to even hear them speak the words. ~~~~ Slipping a ice chip between her lips, Krista sucks on it for a moment before coughing again. Fire to cold, as much as it was nice. It still hurt royally. Looking up at the ceiling, she blinks for a moment before she looks to her side. Shaking her head slowly, she turns to look back at Rinion "I was sitting with you. After Halloween had ended for the evening." pausing, she looks towards the machine, she now realized she was hooked up to. "Rinion...why are we in the hospital....?"
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 3:05 am
Nyoka had been afraid of this. Yet, she was thankful that she didn't go bolting out of the house like Damien had. She waited a moment, the pregnant silence getting heavier around them as Laer struggled with the words that needed to be spoken.
Knowing that she would not get a break from this one, she put a taloned hand on Laermeluion's shoulder. His gray eyes met hers, a silent thanks in them. While her own didn't hold the same sentiment, her flat eyes came alive, briefly, with understanding and sympathy. No one wanted to speak those words. Tlotholg hadn't called her to come to Ximena, it seemed he was the only one with any balls around here.
With a swipe of her mental self's tail, that thought was swept away. She didn't mean it ... or, so she thought. She was tired, and she had other things that she needed to do ... namely, getting to the bottom of all of this. But, her family came first, and she knew that. "I'm sorry, Mel ... mum's dead," she finally managed to say.
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Rinion desperately wished that a doctor would magically appear, that they would take away one of the burdens that weighed so heavily on his shoulders this evening. But, none materialized, and he knew that there was no running away from his responsibilities. If Nyoka could be strong, than so would he....
"My beautiful angel," he said, reaching over to brush the whisps of hair out of her face. He couldn't smile anymore, had given up that pretense as soon as she had asked her question. "We're in the hospital because you collapsed. Something happened," he swallowed, closed his eyes as he tried to compose himself. "Nîn meleth, Im gosta ... the stress was too much for both you and the baby ..." his voice seemed to fail him then.Nîn meleth = My love
Im gosta = I'm afraid
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 3:33 am
Mel was shaking, worse then she was before as she looks at Nyoka "NO...that not true!!" she looks between them both, then growls "It can't be true. Laer said we were going to go track her down." even though she was trying not to believe them, part of her knew it was true. The biggest being her tattoo. The name, it was fading on her and no matter how many times she got it inked again. It was fading each and every time. Looking down at the ground, she didn't know when she hit the ground. Her hands on the ground as she screams. Tears running down her face as she hits the ground with her fist "She promised me....she come back to me..." she was choking on her words as she looks at her wedding band. The pain in her was worse then anything, the emptiness that just pulled her down, threatening to drown her. ~~~~ Unlike her twin, Krista was almost too calm. What shock that form was in her eyes, and in the way her eyes welled up with tears. Blinking, the tears slowly fell as she moves her hand to her stomach "Our...son..." Lifting her other hand to her mouth, she covers it as she chokes back on the sob. Her breathing labors only for a moment, causing the machine to beat a few more time rather quickly.
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 3:54 am
"Mel -" Laer started to move forward, but Nyoka had slipped in between him and Mel the moment she began to growl.
"It wasn't her fault," Nyoka whispered. "If you're going to blame anyone, blame me. It's because she was bonded to me that she is dead. She had every intention of coming back, I am sure ... she loved you, Melantha. Nothing could change that, and nothing would have kept her from coming back."
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He reached out and brushed the tears off of her cheeks with his thumb. "I'm sorry, meleth. Tancave. They did everything that they could...." he clung to the hand that he still held in his, not willing to break contact with her.
He was going to wait to tell her the other news. She had to have time to heal, to process the loss of their son. "But, please, be still, my angel. They might come back in here and sedate you," he wasn't trying to be cold or heartless, she had just woken up. She might need her rest, yet, but he was being a little selfish ... he wanted to look into her beautiful eyes for just a little longer.Tancave (tahn-KAH-vay) = Yes
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 4:04 am
Melantha couldn't hear Nyoka, not with the pounding in her ears from her heartbeat. Rocking back and forth, she kept shaking her head as she moves her hands to her stomach. Coughing, she stood on shaking legs as they shifted "I have to go find her...she not dead...she can't be dead." Lenore was her life, and without her. She didn't even want to be alive at the moment. She rather be dead and be with her. ~~~~~ Looking at Rinion, she nods alittle as she closes her eyes. Krista didn't want to go back to sleep. Not yet, not after learning she lost her child. Lifting her shaking hand, she tries to smile for Rinion as she squeezes his hand. Even if she was the hurt one, she was still trying to be strong. Her eyes searching his face for a moment "There something else isn't there? Something else has happen..." her voice was still soft as she coughs for a moment.
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 4:13 am
Nyoka slithered toward Mel, experimentally. "I assure you, Melantha, this is not something I would lie to you about...."
Laer followed, sticking close to Nyoka. He poured all that he could into his voice, trying to soothe Mel enough to get her to see reason. "And, I can attest to that, Tlotholg and I had to carry her body into the manor. We were ... we were waiting until we told you before we buried Lenore."
Nyoka kept her eyes on Mel, frowning. "We can take you to her, so that you can say goodbye. Damien has already been to see her...." she wondered if her brother was going to be down there or not. Gods help her, she hoped he wasn't.
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Rinion frowned, and shook his head. He knew she would see through him.... He even almost reached over her to get the call button so that he could get someone in here to sedate her, now. He didn't want to pour salt into her open wound....
But, he sighed, looked away from her. "Krista, not now," he whispered. "Please, just rest a little, allow yourself to process things before you hear anything else. I beg you...."
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 4:30 am
Backing away, Mel shook her head "No...this has to be a lie. It just has to be..." she glares at Laer, before she clenches her fist up "STOP THAT!!" she lunges at him, beating at his chest. Not hard enough to cause an damage, but it was enough to finally get her to give up fighting. Tears pouring down her face as she slips to the ground again, she sobs as she looks down at the ground. It hadn't registered in her head, as to what Nyoka said to her. That Lenore's body was here. Just the knowledge that she was gone, her wife. The love that kept her laughing and smiling. The woman who saw something about her, that on one else did. She was gone..she was left by herself.. "Lenore...." ~~~~~ Lifting her hand slowly, Krista brush her fingers across his cheek as she tries to get Rinion to look back at her "Nîn meleth, please tell me. I rather know, then dwell on the worse myself." she didn't like the way Rinion was acting. It was the same way he was when his mother pasted away.... Krista eyes widen before she shakes her head "Rinion....who.....who else has died..." her voice was calm, but she suddenly felt like a huge rock was sitting on her chest.
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 4:42 am
Laer sunk down to the floor with Mel, wanting to pull her int close so that he could try to comfort her. He just didn't know if that was what she wanted though....
Nyoka looked on, frowning. Tears began to form in her eyes once more, and she shook her head. "I have to ... I have to go," she finally said, and turned to leave the room. She couldn't be around this again, she had to go out and hit something. She wanted nothing more than to find an enemy and just wail on it. She just didn't know where to find her enemy, or even how effective she would be against them in her current state.
Once she was outside, she gulped the cool night air into her lungs. She bowed forward, bracing herself up with her palms set firmly into her tail.
Laermeluion finally reached a shaking out out to rest it out Mel's shoulder. "Do you want to go say goodbye?" he asked, softly.
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Rinion knew his wife, and he knew that he could not keep everything from her. And, just knowing that she guessed, partly, at what he was trying to keep from her ... well, he couldn't keep it from her any longer. She would make herself sick just trying to figure it out.
When he looked back at her, he kept telling himself to be strong, he had to be strong for his wife, for the woman who had been there for him for the loss of his mother, had stood by him through all of the fighting with Lenore ... so much time had been lost with the bickering. He and Lenore and only just reached an understanding, mostly through his marriage with Krista. And now ... well, they had no more time.
He took a deep breath, and said one word, "Lenore."
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:03 am
Mel was still sitting there shaking, she didn't even look up as Laer touched her shoulder. She didn't know if she could as she heard Nyoka leave the room. The pain growing even worse as she thought of Nyoka, Damien, and everyone else. They all just lost her, someone who meant everything to each of them. Coughing, she lifts her hand to cover her mouth. Feeling like she would be sick. Swallowing, she looks at Laer. Her face was blank, even as the tears kept flowing down her cheek. Closing her eyes, she nods as she looks away. Slowly, she stood, her arms wrapping around her chest her fingers resting over her tattoo once again. ~~~~~~ Krista didn't speak, her eyes just searching Rinion's face for a moment. Her best friend, the one she fought to protect. The one she fought with, and almost died for....was gone? How was this even possible? How was it she never see her again, or be a model for her when she made her clothes? Looking away, she clenches the sheet as she felt the tears fall. Even still she didn't say a word.
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:18 am
Laer motioned for Mel to follow him. Lenore was still in Nyoka's old basement room. He hadn't wanted to say anything about Krista, but they were also waiting for her to get out of the hospital before they buried Lenore. He just hoped it was sooner rather than later, because he didn't like having her body down there....
"I'll stay with you as long as you need me to, Mel...." he said. "And, I'll leave whenever you tell me you want to. I'll do whatever you need me to. If you need time away, the rest of us can take care of Tawariell and Minuialwen."
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He reached out to brush her tears away again, doing his best to keep himself together. But, the quiet had him worried, the way she was closing herself off - yes, he knew her well enough to guess that was what she was doing, at least.
So, he took a deep breath, and said, "Edro gûr lín, nîn meleth. Let me in, you don't have to go through everything alone anymore...."Edro gûr lín (Eh-droe goor leen) = Open your heart
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:38 am
Mel didn't spoke, she just followed Laer. She felt so cold, and moving through the house was almost to painful. Every corner, she could hear Lenore's laughing. Or the popping sound went she left the room. Even her smell was in the rooms. Her smile, her eyes...it was all around Mel. It took everything at that very moment, not to bolt out of the house and run. She pauses only for a moment as they move pass their bedroom. She look down at the ground, she could feel her shoulders shaking. The laughter could only be heard in her ears from when they came back here that night on Halloween. It was gone...she was gone..... ~~~~~ Even as Rinion touched Krista cheek, she didn't look at him. It was his words that finally got her to open her eyes, to look at him. So much pain etched her face as she pushes with her hands on the bed. Even as she wince, it didn't stop her. Moving into a seated position. She pulls Rinion close as she wraps her arms around his neck. Her face hiding against his neck as she cries.
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:55 am
Laer didn't say anything, either. Mel wasn't talking, and he didn't want to break into her thoughtful silence. So, he kept leading them ... down the stairs, and through the little sitting area that had been Nyoka's when she lived here. Then, he paused at the door that led to the bedroom.
"She's in there," he murmured, letting her be the one to open the door when she was ready.
When she finally did, she would see Lenore laying on the large canopy bed that was the centerpiece to the room. Her long, bright green hair had been combed and fanned, gently, about her. Jez had done well, turning her pained face into one that was peaceful. Her arms lay on either side of her, and she was dressed in a simple, emerald green elven dress. She looked at peace, asleep even....
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He held her, rocked her gently and ran his fingers through her hair, even as he let a few stray tears of his own escape. His beautiful herves was finally letting herself go. Rinion knew she needed to, there would be no way around it. They had lost so much in such a short amount of time.... He pushed those thoughts from his mind, allowing her to cry in silence, letting her get it out as he stayed with her. Herves (hair-vehss) = Wife
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