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 Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2018 8:30 pm
She wrapped her arms around Marlo as he clung to her, pressing her fingertips to his scalp, running her fingers through his hair. It took Jada a moment to realize she had shifted modes into comforting him the same way she would Aidan and Giulia- a tight grip, the rhythm of her breathing shifted. That wasn't wrong, she decided- comfort was comfort, after all. And he needed it, more than she needed anything of her own. She couldn't imagine- the way that scream might have sounded. The blood-curdling fear Marlo conveyed, and... there was plenty of baggage in killing a person. She could only imagine it multitudes worse, being...
"Don't think like that." her fingers paused in his hair, and her voice was sharper than she might have intended. "Injury is different from weakness." It was strange- the feeling that she needed to defend the homeworlds as having a little more discretion in what may well be automatic functions. But she- didn't think her world would reject her, should she need it. And she was no royal- why would Castor reject its senshi? Especially when his injury was due to a man who, it turned out, had been its own knight? The world was as much to blame as any other, for letting it go so far. For not warning- For...
"Would I have Hope? Would I even have the twins? Just when, in this theoretical past, were you to have sold your soul to save us? At what moment would you have known?" her fingers resumed stroking through his hair, and she held him tighter for a moment. Was it when he was 18, finding out the man he loved as his father had tried to kill him as he lay comatose in the hospital? Was it as a child, abused and afraid? Was it 6 months before, when they had found out their child was alive? No- should have was a rabbit hole. Jada at least knew that much- she had lived there for years.
She pressed a small, soft kiss to the top of his head. "You're staying here tonight." It wasn't a question. "I'll call Dr. Anberlin to come out if you need me to- she's used to 3 AM calls." She hadn't checked what of that blood was his- he'd said it was all Giovanni's and she'd been so shocked that she'd taken him at his word. Maybe even he didn't know. "If not, I can call her in the morning. We can lay down. I'll be Big Spoon."
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2018 2:13 am
"But this isn't the first time cara." He whispered. "What good is a war bringer if he cannot survive a war?" His voice was soft, and he clung to her as emotions crashed into him. "I'm scared he won't come back this time. Alkaid nearly broke him- and now Lacedeamon has done the same. Castor and Pollux have always been ruthless in what they demand. He already cheated it out of his firstborn- it might not... it might take something. I don't know and- I'm scared. I need him Jada. He's Castor. I can't, I'm not- He's my brother." He knew Jada understood in a way but- how did he explain? They were brothers- more than just in blood. Their very souls were bound, worlds joined yet singular. Duality in reflection of themselves. One couldn't exist without the other. Not completely. "I-" He should go, leave. Jada didn't deserve him depending on her, demanding her to be so strong again, to keep him whole after all she'd been through. "No doctor." Questions would make him think, and he just wanted to stop thinking, stop being afraid. "I-" He wanted to forget and just.. His body moved for him, crawling into the bed, silent and lethargic. He looked at her and nodded. "Please?" Stay with him, his heart begged. He didn't want to be alone. He wanted to sleep, to be safe. To not be afraid of what he'd done.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2018 10:14 am
It wasn't the first time- he'd been taken before, by the Negaverse, trapped on the other side of Caedus' portal. She'd heard bits of what they'd done to him, but to compare that with what their father had done now- "Marlo." her voice was soft, gentle. Giovanni had been torturing his children their whole lives. To think that the man would only get the better of them after death- well. No. He wouldn't win that easy, not even in death. "Your brother is one of the the most stubborn little turds I've had the privilege to know." she crawled into the bed behind him, propping up on one elbow and draping one arm over his middle, chin dropping to his shoulder.
"He's lost so much, do you think he'll let Giovanni deny him his victory lap, too? He's strong. Don't spend the energy being afraid for him, love. Believe in him, and keep the ship going." Red lips pressed to his arm, briefly, and her weight shifted, positioned to drape over him, so her other hand could move to his hair, slender fingers stroking through damp blonde strands. "In the morning. For now... rest."
Scylla hadn't had anyone to be so bound to, not that Jada could remember. The senshi of the Kraken stood alone. There was no sister, no brother, no spouse. They kept the peace between the kings, and they... were not a bringer of war. They were the violent, unforgiving end to a war. The Kraken did not hunt in pairs. And even as Jada, she'd lost those she cared for so quickly that she could only imagine how Marlo suffered, unsure of his brother's safety. That in-between place... If she'd lost Zora like this, Lucas, Giulia, or Aidan... how would her heart twist in her chest? Nausea rose just thinking about it, and she swallowed it back.
None of them were fighters. None of them would be suffering like Elzo might be. Their situation would be... different. And yet still terrifying, to think at the end of it-
The fingers of her left hand followed their path through his hair, her right cheek pressed to his arm, right hand still and settled on his belly. Breathe. She forced it even, forced it neutral. Soothing. Hopefully he would follow it. Morning wouldn't be kind. The strain of what he'd done... What had happened...
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2018 10:09 am
Hearing Jada insult Castor made a tiny smile form on Marlo's lips for half a second. It was small, breif, but it had been there. As she cuddles up to him, he tried to cahse away the fear, find comfort in her words, but it was so hard. All he could hear was the scream, all he could see was the fear in castor's eyes, the terror and sorrow of what was happening. Marlo reached out, and found Jada in his arms as much as he was in her's. Slowly, he closed his eyes, allowing himself to just let go. To let Jada hold him and sooth away the world with her gentle touch and comfort. Soon enough, his breathing evened, and he slept soundly. hands still locked around her, willing himself to not be alone.
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iStoleYurVamps
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