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 Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 10:50 pm
New RP
Amaya didn't venture out of her duplex often anymore, only doing so when she needed food. But this time... it was for a different reason.
Her large feet awkwardly walked along the sands of the beach until they came to near the end. There she stopped and kneeled down by the edge of the jungle. Three large stones and driftwood were made into a sort of memorial holding no names in front of her.
It had been too long.
"I'm sorry... I haven't come here in awhile. I've just kind of been scared to leave my room." She started, her voice but a whisper.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 11:00 pm
Rex couldn't stand not having a gym on the island. He was running as much as possible and doing push-ups and sit-ups in his room, but otherwise he craved work-out machines.
Rex embarked for his usual run along the beach, lost in thought. He wore his usual black jeans, belt, ring and necklace. But no shoes, socks or shirt as his clothes were in short supply and he wanted to keep them as clean as possible. He stared out to the endless horizon of the ocean, imagining the mainland and the millions of people living their lives without the slightest clue of the island and it's inhabitants. Would they ever know? Or would they, as islanders, just be forgotten and die out here on the island? Sand kicked up into the air behind his long strides, it was good excercise.
Glancing back to the white-sand beach in front of him, he eyed the jungle's treeline. Though one of the trees' greens was a different shade. Upon jogging nearer he realized it was a person, Amaya? She appeared saddened and serious. Unsure if he should interrupt, he stood back by the tideline silently.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 11:07 pm
Unfortunatly, Amaya didn't hear the man jogging behind her. Now that her ears were gone, her ability had decreased slightly. She sat on her legs, her long tail laying slightly curled up behind her and over the rim of her long black skirt.
Tears brimmed her eyes and trailed down her cheeks, green eyes staring at the graves in front of her. A large pink tongue flickered from her mouth and immediantly caught Rex's uinque 'emotional radar'. She turned slowly to look back at him... but made no move to get up or say hi.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 11:12 pm
Rex stood in the sand, trying to pick up what she was doing. She appeared desolate and depressed...
When she turned, he stared sadly, then uttered, "Do you.. want me to leave?" He knew the feeling of wanting to be alone very well. When Julie died, Rex shut himself away in his apartment for ages. He'd really let himself go back then. Though he didn't move until she answered, this was her time and the last thing he wanted to do was intrude.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 11:15 pm
Amaya shook her head no and sniffed, turning back to look at the graves. "No... it's okay." Last time someone had interupted her it had gone well. She had gotten to sob her woes on Greer. Even though she normally hated putting her sorrows on others... sometimes you just needed to cry on someone elses shoulder.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 11:20 pm
Rex's spirits rose slightly, at least she wanted his company.. or would at least tolerate it. He made his way up the beach to where the girl was sitting, then sat cross-legged next to her. "Are you all right, babe?" He slid a paw across her shoulder and blinked his exotic eyes. He didn't know what was wrong or why she was here, but he figured it had to do with the monument before them. It seemed like a shrine or a grave, but for who? Had someone on the island died before he'd gotten here? ...or was there something deeper here?
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 11:28 pm
Another sniff and more tears fell from her eyes as the iguana girl stared at the rocks and driftwood. "My..." She started, cutting off until she felt Rex's arm on her shoulders. It gave her comfort, so she continued.
"My parents and my grandmother are burried back in Pennsylvania." Her voice wavered a lot as she spoke freely, sniffing and crying but her eyes didn't move from ahead. "I figured I would... never see them again so I made a grave here." Her mouth twitched, the little lips remaining turning into a deeply depressed look, a sharp intake of breath before she finally burst into uncontrolable sobs.
Her large palms went to her eyes and her body shook. "I-I don't know what to do anymore!" She had tried her hardest to be happy. To look at the bright side... but their wasn't any. Not anymore. She continued to sob uncontroably, her frame bending foreward as her body shook.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 11:41 pm
The story was captivatingly sad, but all that he could do was gulp quietly. His heart welled with sympathetic pain. He rubbed her shoulder comfortingly and pulled her closer into his side, sniffing slightly.
"Building a grave here is a very sweet thing to do. But know that they're always looking down at you, they're there to protect you and will always love you unconditionally." He tried not to cry, staying strong would hopefully transfer power into Amaya, she couldn't let go.
Losing loved ones is a very hard thing for someone to go through, the memory of Julie shone strongly in his mind. She dies so unexpectedly, he wasn't ready to let go of her just as their life together was about to begin. He'd always used his engagement ring as a sort of memento for the woman, but maybe building her a grave wouldn't be a bad idea. It would be better on a secluded island anyways, away from the growed cemetery back in San Francisco.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 11:50 pm
Amaya practically dropped into his side, her face burrying itself onto his still human skin as she sobbed.
"I knooow." She sniffed and shook. "But I-" Her voice skipped as another breath was taken in. "-don't have anything to hold onto anymore!" The girl wasn't screaming or yelling that loudly, but when she was this upset it was hard to control the volume of one's voice. "My parents are gone, my grandmother is gone, and now so is my humanity!" Her tears slid down Rex's side as they continued to pour.
"I t-tried to be happy. I did for seven months... but I can't anymore." Her voice was quieter now. Defeated. "I'm tired of everything."
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:03 am
Oh boy, this 'not crying' thing was prooving to be harder than Rex imagined it would be. He was a man of emotion and his mood often reflected those of another's. His eyes well with wet as he guided her head down to rest in his lap, he stroked her scaley scalp tenderly and whispered, "Shh, shh... don't worry.. don't worry.." She needed support and he wasn't able to give it to her! There was few things Rex could stand less than people in pain. Physical, mental or emotional.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:24 am
The lizard girl was coaxed onto his lap gently, her large hands balled into fists at her chest. Occasionally her body would still shake as she cried. Tears continued to travel down her cheeks and her body curled up, tail weaving around her legs and partially around Rex. She said nothing, only the sounds of her crying coming past her scaley mouth.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:37 am
The snivelling cries from his lap hit a deep seated gushy spot in Rex's heart, he couldn't hold it anymore. He blinked two tears simultaneaously from blue eyes and released a shuddering sigh. Such tender yet distressed love was an extremely potent emotion, the image of Julie stuck in his head.
Y'know, she was really into Broadway. Occasionally she'd come home with new cast recordings of her favorite shows, and being in San Francisco we got to see the shows at pre-Broadway viewings. Often she'd drag me down to the theater to see plays, and she'd get so worked up in anticipation. There was one show, however, that she listened to all the time . Rent, she was in love with that show and seemed to play the recording over and over again. I'd just laugh as usual, that was my little Julie. But then w-... when she died I stopped listening to it. I don't know why, the house seemed so empty without her music playing in the backround. When they remade it into a movie, I saw it by myself (bawling towards the end), then went and bought the new soundtrack for myself. The last song they played all ways stuck with me, I don't know why....
And the words of that song creaked from Rex's shaky lips, quietly at first, but soon strong enough to overpower the sound of crashing waves...
"Like a breath of midnight air.
Like a lighthouse, like a prayer.
Like the flicker and the flare,
the sky reveals.
Like a walk along the shore.
That you've walked a thousand times before.
Like the oceans roar.
Love heals.
There are those who shield their hearts.
Those who quit before they start.
Who frozen up the part of them that feels
Don't freeze your heart
In the dark they've lost their sight.
Like a ship without a star in the night,
but hold on tight.
Love heals.
When you feel like you can't go on
Hold onto love, it'll keep you strong
When you feel like you can't go on
Hold onto love, it'll bring you home
Love heals when pain's too much to bear.
When you reach out your hand,
and only wind is there.
When life's unfair.
When things like us are not to be.
Love heals when you feel so small,
like a grain of sand. Like nothing at all.
When you look out at sea,
thats where love will be.
Thats where you'll find me.
You'll find me.
So if you fear the storm ahead
As you lie awake in bed
And there's no one, no one ,
no one there to stroke your head.
And your mind reels,
your mind your mind reels
If your face is salty wet,
and you're drowning in regret,
just... don't forget
When you feel like you cant go on
love love love is gunna carry you home
when you feel like when you feel like you cant go on
hold onto love and it will lead you home
Love heals..."
Where on earth did that come from? He sat in silence, realizing what he'd just done. Great, this girl was in mourning and he was busy singing showtunes. He shook his head slowly and wiped another tear from his cheek, then one from Amaya's.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:50 am
Unaware of Rex's internal struggle, Amaya simply lay where she was and wept. Gradually the tears dried up. She was still sad and depressed and at the moment could think of no reason for her to be here right now.
Then Rex started to sing.
It was a song she didn't know, but she listened to it intently. Love heals? ... What was there to love? Occasionally a tear or two would be able to slip, a gentle wipe from Rex's hand catching a few.
Her green eyes slowly looked up at him, then she pushed herself to a sitting position next to him. "Sorry..." She said, her voice hoarse and quiet. "Thanks though."
The two green orbs that so matched her scales were dull and wet, the bright love for life and all things that Rex probably never really got the chance to see much was gone. Replaced by a worn, defeated look.
When she first came to the island and started changing, her purpose was to cheer people up about what was happening. Convince them it could always be worse... now she couldn't do that. What was her purpose?
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 1:07 am
"No, heh," he sniffed, "I'm sorry for making you listen to my bad singing. It just sort of... leaked out." Rex leaned forward, knicking Amaya gently on the nose and grinning sincerely. He didn't want her to be sad, though he understood where she was coming from. Obviously, life on the island, being riped from your home, leaving everything you had suddenly, it was tough. One couldn't help but feel helpless in a desperate situation such as thing.
He pulled Amaya into another embrace, then sniffed wiping the last of their tears from their eyes. "I'm always going to be here for you..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 1:15 am
Amaya gave a smile to him, though he could probably tell that it was forced and didn't touch her eyes. She didn't mind being torn from Pennsylvania... what she minded was being torn of her purpose of living. How could you make others happy when you couldn't even smile yourself? She tried to be happy... she really did. It just didn't work like it used to.
Though as Rex pulled her into an embrace she was surprised. Her eyes widdened a little but then she relaxed. Her eyelids dropped halfway and she put her face on his furry chest, arms embracing him back. The last of her tears had been wiped away.
I'm always going to be here for you...
At that moment she seemed to forget everything and snuggled deeper into him, never wanting to let go and face what lay beyond again. If the world had ended right then, she would die content.
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