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 Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2016 1:00 pm
Ofie was cold, hardened by both misfortune and tragedy in equal measurements. From a young age she had walked through life with her head held high, a stoic expression on her face and an aura of superiority that made many people despise her. She was proud of it, taking on the role of an ice-queen in order to protect herself from relationships, having only known toxic ones for such a long time, she did not believe they could be anything but. It was who she was, the persona that she had spent so long building up; to the point where even she thought it was her true self.
But under all that hardness she was a girl who loved so deeply.
Despite the fact her father walked out on her, she still loved him. Despite her mothers illness and the abuse she suffered from her, she still loved her. Despite not agreeing with Raven or Jett on a single matter relating to the Dark Mirror Court, she still loved them. And Castor, despite the fact her heart felt like it was breaking...
She did not know how she felt, she knew she was in pain, but at the same time a light filled her, a sense of rebirth and hope like she never knew. Her whole life had felt like she had been battling against a tide, drowning as she tried to keep conciousness, but now she was almost painfully awake. Her senses were sharp, she was experiencing smells, sights and sounds that she had once been numb to - they were all so obvious now.
She was always so afraid to believe, to wish for better, but right now - anything seemed possible. She wanted to scream, cry and laugh hysterically at the same time. Had her mothers insanity finally caught up with her, was she broken? Was she fixed?
She had sent Raven a text to come and get her, it was misspelled and rushed, knowing that if she did not send it fast she would lose courage.
Why could she not hate them? Why?
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:02 pm
Raven had come right away. She didn’t understand half of what the text had said, but that didn’t stop her from figuring out just where Ofie had said she was at…or stop her from figuring out that the other woman might be…just a bit drunk. This had to be a drunken text, right?
She was either drunk or dying, so she was going to hope that Ofie was just drunk. Alas, the world of heartbreak had never even thought to enter the blonde’s head, so maybe she herself just wanted to drink a little…now that she was more than legally able to do so…and she wasn’t pregnant anymore. That was always a plus.
After a few minutes searching, Raven finally spotted Ophelia and gave a slight sigh of relief before coming up behind the girl and putting a hand on her head, ruffling her soft brown hair.
“You okay, Ofie? I’m here. I found you.”
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2016 12:56 am
"RAVEN!"
Her hair was a birds nest and as her eyes tried their best to focus on the woman that had come to greet her; it was then that she realised her vision was misty and blurred. A sudden realisation had hit her, a light bulb moment that made sense of everything: she was drunk.
She was very very drunk.
It made a small chuckle escape her lips as she brought the glass to her mouth, finished the contends, and then slid it down the bar.
She swayed on the seat and leant over to give the blonde a huge hug. She was so pretty, she loved her. She was a milfy if she ever saw one; and made her cookies when she was sad. Raven would protect her, Raven would protect her from big old mean Jett.
"R-raven, Jett is going to be so angry. Haha."
On failing to find the other woman with her hands but leaning in for the hug anyway, Ofie came off her stool and began to fall very promptly to the ground.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 8:36 am
Well s**t. She was drunk. And by the looks of it, she was very drunk. “Ofie…Ofie honey, what happened?” Why would Jett be angry? What was going on? Had something happened? Had the girl tried to purify? She opened her arms to pull the girl into the hug that she was sure she wanted…but the next moment, welp. Ofie was on the ground.
Drunk people were kind of funny.
Though, in this case, Raven didn’t know if she wanted to laugh or not considering this wasn’t the best situation. “Okay, you’re okay, Ofie, come on.” She reached down and held out both of her hands to the girl, wanting to help her back onto her feet. Hopefully they weren’t both pulled onto the ground from her trying to help. But she couldn’t just do nothing.
“What happened to you, honey? Why are you so…uh…so smashed…? Did someone hurt you?”
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2016 8:46 am
"I am a terrible person. I really am the worst Raven." She held her face with her hands, letting out a deep sigh as the Blonde rushed to her aid. Ofie might not be able to see straight, but she knew what not to say in public. As the other woman leaned to help her, the brunette grabbed her wrists - Pulling Raven down to the floor close to her.
Her next words were only a whisper, private between them both.
"I wanted to make it up to Jett - for running away and causing so much trouble all the time; bring him back something useful. How many chances go we get, to go and see a homeworld? I went there and I found out nothing...
Why Raven, out of everybody on this planet, on all the planets out there, in every dimension the mirror can take us - Why is he the one I want?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2016 5:19 pm
Raven wasn’t sure what to say, but she allowed herself to be pulled to the filthy ground and she sighed, hugging Ophelia close for a moment. “You went to someone’s homeworld? Who?” She seemed interested, but confused. She was talking so fast and hardly any of it was making sense and she didn’t know what to think.
Who had hurt her? Who was she talking about.
“Ofie, come on, let’s get up and let’s go back to my place…we don’t want to sit here cuddling on this nasty floor do we? We can cuddle in my bed and it will be much nicer. And we can talk all about him and how much of an a** he is.” Because clearly whoever he was, he hurt her. And that was not acceptable. Not at all.
“So come one, let me help you up and we can go home.”
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2016 9:10 am
Orangeish Sherbert Feel free to skip to when they get back!
"I can't tell you; especially now. I shouldn't have gone in the first place. I just wanted to see if it was true; and it is, all of it is so painfully true." Their homeworlds and the lives they lived in the past. It was all true; so much of themselves they had lost to never remember. They were playing this game without a full set of cards...
Besides, it was easy to talk about these things, they were disconnected. But when you were on a strange planet, looking up at strange suns and strange stars. It was so different; it changed you and the way you saw this world.
"I just... I don't know. I don't know anything; it seems. I just pretend that I do and then get mad when it turns out I was wrong." She let go of Raven and sat up, using her to help stable her unsteady balance. Tears were swelling up in large golden eyes, threatening to break.
"Take me home; I want to go home."
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2016 6:09 pm
The trip back to Raven’s home was rather uneventful, though getting Ofelia all the way to the bedroom had been…a very interesting challenge, though when the poor drunk little thing was cleaned up, and finally tucked tightly in bed, she knew it was one that had been worth it. “Okay, Ofie. Now here you are, all tucked nicely in bed. Now, tell me what happened…or at least as much as you think you can get out in the state you’re in. You’ll stay here tonight, so don’t you worry about anything. I’ve got you and I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you anymore, you got that?”
She climbed into the bed with the brunette and smoothed her hair. “Moth Mama is here for you, and you can tell me anything.”
Her fingers combed themselves through the other woman’s hair and she sighed softly. “Who’s homeworld did you visit? Who do I have to kick, Ofie?”T e b i k ii I didn't lose this. I promise I never ever lost this rp. =l /sobs quietly
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