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 Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 4:56 pm
She felt awful. Words simply could not quiet describe how deep a pain it felt to hear Mark speaking of such doubt. Eolandes bottom lip trembled without her realizing it. "I...I won't. I won't. "She faintly protested. Not that her words were soft due to a lack of conviction, but rather because the vocal cords in her neck were just so tight from the emotional stress she felt. Her eyes moved to the slightly ruined cake and felt her fingers trembling slightly. "I...I swear Mark. I won't. Never again. Please." She wished she had not said anything. Though, perhaps even more deeply. She wished she had never taken the items in the first place.
"I won't take anything ever again. I...I won't even change anymore." She rather desperately promised. If Mark was afraid that she wouldn't be able to keep from stealing...well...She had no problem being good before she'd ever gotten her powers. Eolande reached up on her head and with trembling hands pulled the sunglasses from her hair. Folding them, she thrust them out towards Mark. "H-here! See? If I..If I can't change, you won't need to have doubts. You won't need to worry."
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 4:23 pm
That would solve it, right? But no...Aphrodite must've given it for a reason. Nico had his powers as a second chance to walk again, Indy had been given the power to heal others.....and Mark had received powers that helped her help others. Nico and Indy could help others just as Mark did....with her powers if properly directed Eolande could do even better.
She held out her hand and pushed the glasses back towards her. "No. You said you met Aphrodite, right? She wasn't wrong picking me and--" she bite herself off. She could reveal herself....but it wasn't her place to name the others, "And....the two others I was awakened with. They both were given powers that they could help others...if you used your powers.....well when I'm tracking down crime I can only catch it when they've done something, if they're planning something I can't sneak in....your powers...you could. You could catch plans being made and no one could catch you or find you if you were careful...." she paused and looked away. Honestly they could've made a perfect team...Eolande could find out where the plans were being made and Mark could stop them....
"I can't make your decisions for you.....that's up to you to choose what's right. But if I catch you.....much as I value you, I can't do wrong by my own moral compass and look the other way."
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 9:21 pm
Eolande's fingers closed over the glasses when Mark pushed them back to her. She felt like her grip on them was weak though. She already felt heart sick and desperate enough at this point. Having Mark admonishing her, even unintentionally, about how she could have been using her powers only made those feelings deepen. Eolande's eyes fell down to the glasses in her lap and felt for the first time a deep sense of regret. She wished she had never gotten them now. Wished that Aphrodite had not seen her or put this power into her hands. Clearly she couldn't handle it.
Wordlessly Eolande slipped the glasses back into her pocket. She continued to keep her gaze averted from Mark as she shifted to her feet. She wasn't sure what more to say..or do...was there anything more to say? She felt like staying was just going to make this even more painfully awkward. How did someone just pretend that such a conversation was over and move on to fun things? "I... you won't..." She stammered softly in a attempt to give Mark a unformed assurance that she would not have to worry about her being a problem. Eolande hefted her bag up onto her shoulder, and after a lingering moment, turned to let herself out of Mark's room. She couldn't stay and visit now. Not with this horrible gloom lingering over them.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 12:01 am
"W-wait!"
Mark reached out and grabbed Eolande's hand. Her hands were shaking slightly, she knew well enough that her palms were cold and probably clammy...but she couldn't just let go. She couldn't let Eolande leave just like that, what if she continued down that road? What if she felt like betraying Mark was the best way to keep Mark close and thus started doing worse? Yea, Mark would never leave her alone....but it would be a bad sort of association, she couldn't stand that....Eolande just didn't know better.
"You're not....I mean...." her hand trailed a little to cling to Eolande's fingers. "I mean....you don't even want to think about it? I mean.....it's not easy stopping crime....but it's really...y'know.....good. Even if you don't get any appreciation...I've made some really good friends. Please just.....think about it.....I know you could be difficult to catch....but I really don't want to have to be the one to do it. I would really rather if we could work together."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 12:55 am
Despite Mark calling out for her to wait, Eolande would not have stopped. It was the grabbing of her hand that managed to halt her though. Eolande fought the urge to turn and look back at Mark right away. She was afraid to see a stern look on her face. It was hard enough just dealing with the tone of her voice. It made Eolande want to curl up and hide behind the couch again. Her fingers felt numb in marks grip, so she barely felt the pressure of her clinging while Mark struggled to say something.
"I...?" She wanted to tell mark she didn't want to think about anything. She wanted to just go home and hide and be forgotten. She wanted to wait for her father to come home so she could pretend that nothing was changed in her life.
She wanted to reply to Mark. But words failed her. She couldn't find the right ones that would properly explain how it hurt to have her speak like she would somehow ever do anything that would place her in a position where they would fight or be at odds. She couldn't do that. She could never do that. She had promised Mark she wouldn't, but it was clear her friend did not believe her. She was so certain her comments of working together was just her way of keeping Eolande in check. Watching her to make certain she did not do anything she didn't approve of.
"You won't." She finally replied softly. "I'm not going to use the power anymore Mark. I messed up and..I just... I don't deserve to use it. So I'm not. Please...can we just...not talk about it again? I want to just...pretend it never happened."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 1:07 am
"Why do you hate the idea of working WITH me so much?!" Mark cried, finally letting go so she could clench her fists. "I told you I want you to stay by my side, I want to protect you from being tempted to do anything bad and protect you from people that could hurt you when you spy on them! I know I'm not a big tough guy but--" she broke off, feeling her cheeks burning. That was it, right? Why would Eolande want another girl? Geezus....she was such an idiot.
Mark leaped to her feet, her markings appearing in an instance, blossoming out of her tanned skin. "If you want to turn your head and pretend nothing happened that's just fine. We can go back to pretending we never met." Her voice was strained a bitter, she knew perfectly well. But it hurt....Eolande didn't want to be near her. She didn't want to work with Mark and spend time together, she even wanted to pretend nothing happened between them.....that meant she didn't want to know Mark any more, right? Damn.....words could cut as harsh as knives.
"Do what you what...." she hissed bitterly, leaping up onto the window sill to pounce out.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 1:33 am
Working with her? Eolandes hand was released and she finally had to turn to look at her friend. She wasn't...expecting the outpouring of words that followed. She felt far more guilt weighing down her chest. Protect her? She felt horrible for thinking that it was only suspicion and disbelief that was motivating Mark. Having Mark then leap to her feet and change so effortlessly into her feline like form caught Eolande off guard.
She took a step back from her friend. Her eyes wide and a bit watery while Mark would speak her biting words. Eolande felt like her tongue was too heavy now. It was only the act of Mark moving to the windowsill that loosened it enough for her to speak again. "Please!" She called to Mark. Please...what? She couldn't think of what she was trying to say..but...god... so many things came to mind. Please don't go. Please don't be mad. Please don't think that. Please don't leave me. She struggled to say one of them, all of them. Just in that single pained word before Mark would run off.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 1:14 am
"Please what? Stop making you feel worse? Tell Julia or Tabitha I fell asleep because I was too tired from work and school and to leave me alone or something. I hope I don't see out tonight."
Mark wrenched herself away, ignoring the pain in her own chest and the choking feeling in her throat. It felt like a big fat person had sat on her and refused to move....except that couldn't possibly hurt her so badly. It couldn't possibly make her want to cry so badly. And it most certainly wouldn't make her feel so impossibly alone. Mark had never realized how badly she wanted someone at her side, the nights stopping crime alone had been hard and seemed too quiet and it scared her.....when she realized Eolande could've been by her side she'd felt so happy. Nico and Indy couldn't be with her like that....they could back her up but she would still need to protect them both....but Eolande....Eolande could've stood beside her. She was someone that could've protected herself and Mark could've protected her when she needed it.
Her hands wound up in her hair and she cringed. No, stop thinking like that. There were things that just couldn't happen, them being together.....in any way....it just wouldn't work. She threw herself out the window, feet catching branches of the tree by her window the brace her fall. She had to get away. She needed space, time to breathe, time to think.....time to be alone. If only the sting in her eyes from what she swore was the wind could distract her from that lump in her chest.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 1:42 am
When Mark would leave, Eolande felt no alarm or surprise. Just validation. Her words had failed her, and as a result Mark had left. The unwelcome feeling that filled the room in Mark's absence was heavy and oppressive. It felt very much like a heavy hand was pressing against her, and Eolande did not resist it. In silence she let herself out. She was not focused enough to recall who it was she met at the bottom of the stairs and passed marks message on to.
Her mind remained unfocused as she walked herself home. She felt so numb and cold and...she wanted to just disappear. Vanish into the shadows and stop feeling everything. Shaking her head at herself, Eolande pulled her backpack tighter against her back and attempted to allow the blank numbness to overtake her thoughts. It would be easier that way... so much easier if she just didn't think about it.
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