Her arms were still wrapped in tight bands around her chest in a tight hug. She looked around at the ruins, the grey city was somewhat comforting, it reassured her she still had her heart. She didn't dare let her arms down yet, didn't dare for the fear that the soft thump of her heart would cease. Instead she held herself and stood for a moment in rain.
She noticed the wispy grey orbs, glowing fragments that attracted her attention. Why were they there?
It hurt to have another question without an answer.
She reached out, but it moved from her fingers and she didn't have the patience to pursue it. Instead she turned and blinked at the faded doors of a place that suffered the same look of neglect as the rest of the city.
The Blue Rose, that's what the sign said if she squinted and read past layers of dirt and grime. She felt something, a desire to go inside, to find something, but what?
If she wanted the answer to her question she would just have to find it herself.
[Exit]
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 5:42 pm
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Though whispers, he had heard something about some sort of Wall. So, Liom decided to go check it out.
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Character name: Liom Character appearance: A male shaped shadow with a red heart, a pendant hangs around his neck. Is that.. a tie? Link to Heart Log[ x ] Current HP 50/50 Current weapon equipped Despair's Razor
Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 7:57 pm
[enter]
If aimless wandering had its way it would always lead him here.
The place would have seemed homelike anyway, given that in his brief existence it comprised most of what he knew, but as the time before prowled around behind the wall in his head it was more familiar than ever. He jogged hunched over with his hands in his pockets from awning to awning, pausing beneath each and watching, thoughtless, the rain pelt down and sizzle; the occasional shambling shadow that murmured about errors on line thirteen.
He was almost out of ways to fill his time and goals to chase, save for mindless, uncomfortable fighting--and he did feel more whole, but not in a way that satisfied, that killed the urge to keep asking questions. Instead what he got was a stomach-turning hint at the enormity of what it was to have a self, and no real concrete plan for moving forward. He still had questions he didn't want to ask but had to. He still needed to feed the hunger to understand.
He just wanted to sleep. He knew, somehow, that that was another thing he was bad at. Things he was bad seemed to greatly outnumber the things he was good at.
Beejoux
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Character name: Amity Character appearance: A thin and stretched-looking thing that trembles gently and has the taut, nervous energy of a caged animal pacing. His yellow heart seems hungry, and he wears a blue pendant around his neck. Link to Heart Logx Current HP 40/40 Current weapon equippedSorrow and Rage
Coyote was there, sitting on the crumbling stairsof some long forgotten building, chosen only for it's relatively whole awning and the dryness and safety it provided from the biting rain. She was sitting with her elbow resting on her knees, hands lost in the fall of pale curls that had fallen around her face. Small, huddled, lost.
She felt lost. Emotionally, figuratively, even literally. This place was by far the most familiar to her, even more then The Spire, but it was by no means home.
Gaining more of herself from the goddess should have helped. She had been hoping it would, but as she'd walked away from it with one more void where memories had once been she felt more confused then ever.
She looked down at the toes of her boots, loose and worn, and floppy at the ankles. The newly defined stretch of gradient leggings that faded into white and were speckled with tiny pale stars. The folded cuffs of her shorts, pockets filed with various bits and pieces agreed collected from battles. The more she did, the more defined she got. That was the goal, right?
Right.
rejam
Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 9:47 pm
And then suddenly, Coyote wasn't alone any more: or at the very least she had company, which wasn't, maybe, exactly the same thing at all.
Amity, who'd ghosted away again as soon as her back was turned--like he did--reappeared quietly, slipping into the stairwell for the same reason she had: because it was out of the rain.
He sat a step down from her. He was not surprised to see her here. Felt like fate.
"Coyote," he said, by way of greeting. He coughed a rattling cough even though coughing meant nothing here--because coughing came naturally, and felt like habit.
Beejoux
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Character name: Amity Character appearance: A thin and stretched-looking thing that trembles gently and has the taut, nervous energy of a caged animal pacing. His yellow heart seems hungry, and he wears a blue pendant around his neck. Link to Heart Logx Current HP 40/40 Current weapon equippedSorrow and Rage
She knew it was him before he said her name and right that moment, relieved as she was for the prospect of company, she had a vague urge to tell him to go away.
They were connected, somehow, by more then just those necklaces. She felt it, that disconnected sense of familiarity that came with fractured fragments of memories or sensory input. The smell of cigarettes, smoke drifting lazily in the form of wispy rings. It made her sigh, and she slid her fingers through her hair to force it back from her face, pale eyes rolling down to watch him. He seemed to take up more space, but not in a physical sense. She figured he would when she ran into him again.
For a long moment she didn't say anything, not entirely sure if she was happy to see him, or still pissed off about him having slipped away again without so much as a word. "Amity."
Lips pursed, gaze dropping away and rolling back towards the ruins city scape. "I know you," she offered into the silence, voice soft. "Or rather, we know each other. Out side of this, what ever it is." She didn't know how yet, but so far all the flags abd feelings had been positive, which lead her to believe they were at least friends.
Arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly, and a brush of something cool and coloring made her shiver. A soft voice beside her ear, and her hand rise to curl just below the bend of his elbows.
There had been no sound, only sight and sensation. It made her stiffen and pull her lip between her teeth.
There had been no sound, only the feelings.
rejam
Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 10:39 pm
"I know," he said flatly. Because he felt those flickers, too, but his were different: guilt and a scream he now knew for sure was hers. The sensation of watching her hands move (she was grinning) and him resenting her for it, feeling stupid.
He was stooped over to absently toy with a buckle on his boots, because his hands craved occupation and because it kept him from having to look at her. He didn't know how much she knew and didn't want to know. She felt vague and insubstantial in his memory and he did not know if that was because everything did or if it was some other reason. Maybe one of those bad memories that had been taken from him had been the one that would explain it.
Beejoux
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Character name: Amity Character appearance: A thin and stretched-looking thing that trembles gently and has the taut, nervous energy of a caged animal pacing. His yellow heart seems hungry, and he wears a blue pendant around his neck. Link to Heart Logx Current HP 40/40 Current weapon equippedSorrow and Rage
She wracked her mind for those scattered fragments, trying to piece them together in a way that made sense, but there wasn't enough of them, and it ess impossible to tell what order they should be in. She made a sound, soft and defeated, and let her hand drop to her lap. Pale eyes were watching him as he fiddled with his boot, tracing the slope of his brow, the shallow cut off his cheeks and the sharp edge of his jaw. Flicking from point to point in quick succession as if searching for some hint or clue that would provide the key to this riddle.
Nothing else came to mind, only the flash of arms, his arms, wrapped tightly around her and comfort that had come with it.
Wordlessly she moved around him until she was perched behind him, short legs framing his sides, and leaned forward until she rested against his back with her face pressed into the soft, thin fabric of his t-shirt, her arms folded close to her body.
She expected to smell cigarettes.
rejam
Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 11:05 pm
She'd feel, then, his shoulders tense at the sudden overture of affection. This was not right, or accurate. He wasn't exactly sure why it shouldn't be--god knows part of him craved it on a level as deep as instinct, not necessarily from her but from anyone who'd give it. But too often he was letting instinct overrule his better judgment recently. Right now did not have to be one of those times. He was still for a moment, unmoving, and then he gently disentangled himself and stood up, down the stairs and away from her.
He put his hands into his pockets and hunched back down into a collar that wasn't there, casual, like she'd never touched him and he'd just decided to move on.
He was trying to ditch her again, but guilt rolled up and hurt and he made himself say something, an implicit invitation to follow him, without even looking back over his shoulder to do it: "I hope you've been staying busy."
And that was it. Just that cold, detached, polite conversation.
Beejoux
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Character name: Amity Character appearance: A thin and stretched-looking thing that trembles gently and has the taut, nervous energy of a caged animal pacing. His yellow heart seems hungry, and he wears a blue pendant around his neck. Link to Heart Logx Current HP 40/40 Current weapon equippedSorrow and Rage
For the brief time he stayed still Coyote was just as frozen as he was. She didn't move, she didn't speak, she waited. For a memory, for a sense of rightness, or even some conflicting feeling that would tell her she was wrong and she could ignore those odd, almost happy, flashes. It didn't feel right, but it didn't feel wrong. There was comfort, brief as it was, but only from the closeness of another person with a shared connection.
He moved, sliding out and away, she did feel something then. Disappointment.
Pale eyes lingered on his back, and she wanted to say something that might nullify the awkward strain that had settled I'm when the flickers of memory began to return.
He spoke first, pretending nothing had happened, and she obediently got to her feet and fell into place beside him. Had she been keeping busy? She wasn't sure. "I've been looking for answers, same as you."
rejam
Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 11:29 pm
He walked in silence for a while, under the awnings, and paused when it was obvious they'd have to make another dash through the angry rain. No sense in doing that, not yet.
"Found any?" he asked, without much hope.
Beejoux
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Character name: Amity Character appearance: A thin and stretched-looking thing that trembles gently and has the taut, nervous energy of a caged animal pacing. His yellow heart seems hungry, and he wears a blue pendant around his neck. Link to Heart Logx Current HP 40/40 Current weapon equippedSorrow and Rage
Somehow Liom managed to pull himself from the wall. He would leave the Ruins for now and return to what he knew, the Spire.
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Character name: Liom Character appearance: A male shaped shadow with a red heart, a pendant hangs around his neck. Is that.. a tie? Link to Heart Log[ x ] Current HP 50/50 Current weapon equipped Despair's Razor
Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 11:38 pm
She shrugged, trying not to think. "Only if you count more complicated questions."
They came to a stop, and Coyote watched the acid rain falling in thick streams of the corner of the awning. "How about you?"
He didn't answer her. He just stood watching the rain, same as her, and when he spoke finally it was in a hurry, pissed and frustrated, and he was sick to his stomach and it showed in his face.
"I don't know what made you do that--"
-- that: touching him without disgust, with trust even--
(He didn't know how he knew, but he did know: it had been a long time since anyone had done that. A long time before her, he suspected.)
"--but don't ever do it again."
Beejoux
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Character name: Amity Character appearance: A thin and stretched-looking thing that trembles gently and has the taut, nervous energy of a caged animal pacing. His yellow heart seems hungry, and he wears a blue pendant around his neck. Link to Heart Logx Current HP 40/40 Current weapon equippedSorrow and Rage
