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 Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 8:46 am
Self RP
Pain.
So much pain.
She had flown as far as physically possible, to the point of exhaustion and then she had collapsed on the ground, lying still for a great many moments. Above her the sun had rolled on, shadows had lengthened, and by the time a few hours had passed, distressed and in pain, the little Goddess dragged herself against the rugged landscape.
She whimpered as she crawled, using her backlegs to help push when her forelegs gave out. And eventually she came to a halt, lying, panting in the dying sun.
"What is happening? Why do we hurt, Pelli?"
"Are you afraid, precious?"
"Yes."
"Good, stay afraid. Do not worry, I will take control of us now. Rest now. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again."
"No, no killing. We musn't use our powers for bad!"
"Pelli will protect Roko now. We will be safe. Now I am here mother will never hurtses us. Neither will that black creature, the one who brought us pain."
The fading voice gave a weakened cry.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 8:51 am
He was wandering again.
The little rogue cub, so full of energy, too inquisitive for his own good, was stalking a beetle across the dusty ground. He lowered himself into position and gave a squeaky roar before leaping, forepaws outstretched.
The beetle dissapeared beneath his paws, but as Aapep lifted them to check he'd made his kill, the armoured bug scuttled away triumphantly. Apparently, the cub needed some weight behind him before he could crush the shell of an insect.
Wrinkling his nose with dissapointment, the young fellow carried on, hopping from one rock to another in his usual dancing fashion. "Boom, boom, boom." He was mimicking the sound of a drum with each step, pausing only to leap up onto a giant rock.
That was when he saw her and though he couldn't hear her words it was clear she was talking to herself.
He canted his head curiously and then laughed, leaping off of the rock to run towards the growing juvenile.
"Hey you! Are you mad?" It was only as he got closer that he saw the wings lying outstretched on the ground behind her, half shielded by her own body.
"Woah! What are you?"
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 8:58 am
"Trust me, join me, Roko. Don't fight against me. I'm a part of you, remember? Don't cry anymore..." And then she stops talking and lolls her head back to look up at the strange voice. Too surprised to find words, Pelli curls her face up to give a nasty little hiss.
For once she sounds like the serpents she so adores.
"Little mortal is calling us names, Roko. What should we do?" The little godling rolls onto her stomach but is too weak to stand. She's even too weak to lift her wings, leaving them hanging limply from her shoulders.
For once, she doesn't attempt to hide who she is.
"Mad? Us?" Her bi-coloured eyes narrow. "We are a Goddess, do you not know anything?" A little blood trickled from a wound on her neck.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 9:02 am
"Us? But there's only you, silly. See, you don't make any sense, that's why you're mad." He nodded matter-of-factly, unaware that it could be considered an insult. He giggled again, his whiskers flicking as he moved closer, curious about the creature lying in front of him.
Why wouldn't she get up? Was she tired?
"Goddess? I haven't heard of one of those before. Was one of your parents a bird?"
He blinked. "Oi, you've got blood coming out of your neck!" He moved towards her with an urgent step.
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 10:12 am
Rokopelli glowered. Didn't this cub get it? Didn't he understand that she was, in fact, better than him, better than everyone? She growled again, a cubbish sounding growl. However, it did have meaning and intent behind it.
"We're mad, we're angry and hurt." She hissed, pulling herself forwards a little. And then she waited, lowering her head and shifting her weight to free a forearm.
And then the word parents struck a cord in her. The father she had never met. The mother who had imprisioned her, left her to go insane. She waited, poised and when the cub drew closer she lashed out, intending on swiping him across the face.
~No, stop!~ But the voice was silent, quenched by anger.
"We have no parents!" Then she blinked and looked down at the wound on her leg. "Owies..."
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