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 Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 11:53 pm
It was habit for the two, an exchange of paper shapes as summons for each other. She would find him, drop a small crane with their secret code for a location and then wait there. He'd leave her a paper folded flower with another. It was the only way to keep their secret safe now that her kind was terrorist. Now that she was considered a danger to society.
Now that her kind were wanted and rewarded for being found.
There was always a fear for herself, but as years had gone by, the fear grew to be a fierce protection to the negaverse captain and the stubborn neutrality she forever held close to her heart. They never spoke of her corrupting or him purifying. Those things were not them. It would not bring them closer then they already were now.
"Captain." She landed in a spot next to the stoic captain, her tone light and friendly. it was dangerous for a eternal senshi to be out, especially one like herself, who refused to fight. Her hands laced gently into her fuku. "I've missed you." How long..an hour? A day..A week. It had been a week. She made no move to him, waiting like the polite lady she was.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 12:04 am
Over the past few years, he'd told himself, more than once, that this was a bad idea. In fact, he'd started telling himself that almost from their very first meeting, back when they'd barely been old enough or experienced enough to even know what was happening in the world. She had been so innocent, and he had been so naive.
Now, after everything, he was still telling himself the same thing over and over again - this is a bad idea - but the desire to see her and to be with her had long since overruled any sense of rationality on the part of Captain Aurostibite. He'd fought it tooth and nail for months until it had been too much to bear, and he had finally broken down, given in, and told her how he felt.
Three years later, and he still wondered what would have happened if he hadn't said anything at all.
The paper crane system was something they had developed a long while back; a special way of communicating unique entirely to themselves,and it was easy to decipher the code now. Aurostibite made it to the location within a few moments, lost within the shadows of a town long decimated, and she came to him within seconds, landing in front of him as light as a feather. Her tone was light, easy - careful, but her eyes were an entirely different story. He could read those eyes like he couldn't read anything else.
Even after all this time, she still took his breath away.
"Min - " he started to say, and then decided against words, instead reaching out and taking her face into his hands, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her lips, sighing against her mouth. A week was too long, much too long; he felt as though he had not seen her in a year, let alone seven short - long - days.
He needed to stop this.
(He couldn't stop it.)
Aurostibite's gloved hands cradled her face as he pulled back and looked at her, thumbs brushing lightly against her cheeks, and then he'd lowered his hands, sliding his arms around her waist and pulling her into his arms.
"I missed you," he murmured, burying his face into her hair.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 12:30 am
There was always a thrill in what most would call a forbidden romance. Had she been her younger self, she would have laughed at them now. She would chastise herself for the simple pleasures and the careful trepidation she took with each move around Aurostibite. Developing a code and a crane system just to meet, meeting in the wee hours when both should be patrolling. Each time she saw him though, her heart clenched in a way that was uniquely for him and him alone. She needed it, just as he needed it.
She had accepted it and him a long time ago. To this day, she never regretted it. She felt incredibly blessed and while she, as younger naive girl, fantasized about a prince or knight for the royal lady like herself (Nysa, she hoped you found peace in his eternally rest), she found that Aurostibite had a charm uniquely his own. Not a prince or a knight or a villian. Just..Him.
The kiss was just as equally shared, her own gloved hands coming up to cover his, falling to rest on his shoulders as he hauled her closer. Yes, if she had been younger, she'd have laughed at herself. Frivolous and in love and so careful to keep it so close to her heart, so selfish when she had promised herself that she couldn't keep much.
"I hope you don't mind the spot, as it seems unfit for a romance for a gentleman and lady." She wrinkled her nose against his, her look only changing to disdain at the rubble of the destroyed buildings. The causality of this war. It was an ugly reminder of the world they lived in now, even if she had his love. "But I feared any closer to the middle of town would draw them to my aura." And his (She would forever fear for him, more then her. She would forever fear that one day, his loyalties would demand him away from her.) She felt the week easily melt away, because though she yearned, she also knew that was part of price they paid. It was the price of being on two warring sides and to hold on to their love.
"They've issued a curfew...did you hear?" It was no problem on their civilian sides...but as powered up, their meetings would be less...and her activities would have to be more well executed. It would be harder to smuggle people out. It would be harder to even be in her senshi form.Kuroopu Wow shot me in the heart almost immediately
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 8:18 am
She was not frail, nor delicate; in fact, she was of a higher rank than he, albeit on the wrong side of the fight (he'd been passed over for several promotions already, a fact that irritated and angered him greatly, but there was not much he could do about it). But Aurostibite couldn't help but see her as gentle with a certain fragility that he did not want to break, unlike others. He still went out and gathered senshi for his superiors, hunted down the ones that fought against him, and yet he couldn't do it with Mintaka. From the start, she had managed to get under his skin, and now, after having wormed her way into his heart, she had stayed there, after all this time.
It was a stupid, reckless thing, and yet he wanted it, more than anything.
"I am not a gentleman," said Aurostibite, and kissed the tip of her nose. "You are a lady, but 'gentleman' is too kind a word for one such as myself. This is fine; I do not need anything else but you, after all, so the location of where we meet is irregardless."
The damned curfew. Aurostibite sighed, and rested his forehead against Mintaka's, one hand absently smoothing up and down her back. "I have heard," he said, and looked down at her, his eyes filled with a dark concern, a weary exhaustion. "You must be careful. I would not..." A pause as he stared at her face, his expression quite unreadable. "I would not be able to stand it if something happened to you," he said at last, and it was an indication that he knew of her secret agenda within the Order, but was choosing to ignore it, to pretend that he knew nothing of it.
He was such a coward. One hand lifted and cradled her face again.
"I need you to stay safe," he implored her, his voice pained, and then he'd kissed her again, almost hungrily, his gloved fingers curling around the back of her neck to tilt her head up more towards his, deepen the kiss that had a desperate edge to it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 10:14 am
A light chuckle escaped, lightening the dark thoughts away from her heart. She was always confident in her choices, her paths, her love, her friends. She was smarter now with her trust, and careful with her heart.
"Such poetic words from you." She flicked a finger on his nose, because she knew, HE KNEW, it made her heart all fluttery and her knees a bit weaker. It was a good thing he was holding her, or she'd melt into a puddle of love love love.
This war played on them, on their minds and bodies. He wished to ease her with his care, but it worried her only more. She wanted to push him away, back to the negaverse as a whole, where he only had to follow orders. He could meet a girl there (She would die) and he could be happy. Negaverse hadn't done Destiny City bad she thought. They regulated their chaos. But she was selfish, and he was hers. His worries, hers. His love, hers. Everything, hers hers hers.
"I've never not been." She confirmed, "You just worry more about yourself. I was hoping they wouldn't send you after the more violate senshi's but.." She shrugged, "We all have our dangers to face." She had seen Senshi who tore into the negaverse, Dark mirror court all be decimated, Negaverse tearing into either of the two. It was horrible. It's why she desperately wanted to get those who wanted away...away.
She went to assure him that she would be, though he probably knew it was a lie. Her mission was to save as many as she could, at the price of herself. A matyr? Stupid? Still so Naive? She had heard it all, but she couldn't escape the feeling that was her mission, her cycle.
All thoughts fled at his kiss, so hungry, she thought she might be devoured. Her arms clung to his neck, her body pressing to his. In this form, in her civilian form, she would forever only be Aurostibites. She returned it, with her own hunger, her own desperate need. Even among the rubble, even with the licking shadows of war, she had never been so happy.
When she finally lowered down, heavy lids over blues lifting and looking back at him with an adoration that might be a little overwhelming, she sighed happily. "I love you."Kuroopu omg my heart stop Kuro /hold head in hands and runs away with this really I am doing it
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 2:48 pm
Sometimes he thought about what it might be like to not have to hide like this; to spend their time together freely, in open, whenever they wanted to. It was exhausting having to constantly worry about who was watching and where they were, whether they could trust the few people in their lives they were close to (in Aurostibite's case, very, very few). They were not married (how could they be), or living together (too dangerous). Their meetings were sporadic, often going weeks without being able to see each other, and sometimes when they did, it was only for a few moments; short, whispered conversations, a flurry of quick kisses, desperate pleas to remain safe, and then they were gone, departing from each other once more.
If it were not so dangerous, Aurostibite would have thought it romantic. The only story they had to relate to was Romeo and Juliet, and he had always thought it to be a stupid story, with overly sensationalized plots and vapid, shallow characters. Really, the only similarities between them and the ill fated, starstruck couple was the feuding families - only in this case, it was feuding worlds.
Maybe if he let her go she would not have to feel this sort of agony over their meetings, but Aurostibite wasn't sure whether that was because he was thinking of Mintaka's good or his own. Pushing her away, back to the Order, was simultaneously a selfish, self-serving attempt at lightening his own load, as well as to protect her, but whether or not he could actually go through with it was another story.
In spite of the constant hiding, the weariness, the exhaustion, the danger, in spite of everything, the one fact that he could not deny, no matter how hard he wanted to, was that he was in love with her, to the point where his thoughts were often blinded by nothing else but her.
"I haven't yet been set to find anyone I couldn't handle," said Aurostibite, smoothing back a few stray strands of hair from Mintaka's face. His own curly black hair was longer now, his ponytail falling almost to his waist, and still streaked with peacock blue and green in the front."Granted, some were less willing to agree to my terms than others, but overall, I have not had too many difficulties."
He never liked going into too much detail about his position in the Negaverse, because in spite of Mintaka's gentle demeanor, he did not want her to know all of the dark paths he had taken to get to where he was. She was too pure and too good to know that he was not a good man, but his selfish desire to keep her all to himself overrode much else.
Mintaka returned his kiss with equal fervor, her arms tight around his neck, and he pressed her closer, arms so tight that he lifted her onto her tiptoes for a moment, greedy in his hunger for her. He lowered her back down when she broke away, his breathing erratic.
Her voice was low and soft, and her expression made him simultaneously amazed and frightened for her. Aurostibite pressed a kiss to Mintaka's forehead, her temple, her cheek, and it had been so long since they had had time to just touch each other like normal couples did that he felt starved for it. Their last meeting, a week ago, had been only for a few scarce minutes, hardly enough time for a kiss, and the time before that had been nearly three weeks without contact.
He felt as though he were drowning in his emotions for her.
"I love you," he answered, because adding too at the end made it seem less meaningful, less real somehow; as though he were just going with the flow. Aurostibite leaned forward, whispering the words against her lips as though it might imprint them there permanently, for her to remember them always. "I love you, Failyn."nyxtsuki moon /gently pets u wow look at this novel I wrote u whoops
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 8:03 pm
Feelings were complicated, love was a messy affair. And both of them were selfish or selfless depending on the view to ask each other more then what little things they could get. 3 years of dating, 3 years of love and hardships and danger. Their civilian lives almost untouched by the blight of war...if it hadn't been of war.
Stars and planets and galaxies and she could never feel the way she did with him. All of it, all of it preciously theirs.
She nodded, letting her hands drop down to play with his hair. Like hers, long and white and curly, his was it's oppisite. She ran her fingers through it, tugged on it only when he seemed to be closing himself off, only to reopen to her again.
"Oh..." That was good low blow and she smiled happily at him regardless, "I love you more, Magiore." She pulled back, wiggling from him to be set free and wandered aimlessly around him. "I'm going to my planet soon, to get some supplies from the land for the house. Bamboo and such.." She looked over at him, "Do you want to come with me, We can have..." She almost seemed shy asking him, "A quiet date too." Even if it would cost her more energy, visiting her planet was just as much needed as rebuilding the safe haven. Both offered tremendous feelings for her.
"Or you could come to safe haven...and we can get down and dirty together." Not that kind of dirty. The scrub the floors, get rid of cobwebs and general cleaning kind of dirty. She was still a lady after all.
"Sorry.." She realized a little belatedly, "I was just selfishly asking...Instead of worrying about all the changes again."
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 8:12 pm
She had pulled away from him, and he reluctantly let her go, his hand falling away from her. He wondered whether she was upset that he'd called her by her civilian name and not her senshi name, but all he'd meant by it was that he loved both sides of her; he'd fallen in love with her not as Failyn, but as Mintaka, but even after learning of her identity, he'd already been so far in that he had no intention of getting out anytime soon.
Aurostibite's eyes followed the path she made as she walked around him, his dark eyes fixed on her slender form. Take me with you, he wanted to say, but the words wouldn't come out. Let us run away, just the two of us, until there's nothing else but you and me, because I don't need anything else.
Except he couldn't say it, he could never say it, because there was no possibility of that ever happening. He would need to take what he could get.
"Yes," he said, and reached for her again, fingers already itching to hold her once more, feeling the loss of her like a cold wind. "I'll come with you. To both places. Though safe haven might have to wait a little longer, when I can figure out a way to slip from their prying eyes."
He hated seeing her so worried. Aurostibite slid his arms around Mintaka's waist again, this time linking his fingers against the small of her back so that she could not escape his grasp without struggling. They had precious little time together; he wanted to be able to hold her as much as he could.
"You're not selfish," he murmured wearily, pressing a gentle kiss to the side of her head and sighing. "I wish..."
But he trailed off, because there were too many possible endings to that start of a statement.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 9:32 pm
She always got a little antsy when both their forms were confessed too. If she was just Failyn, and he was just Magiore, would they have still been where they were now? She would like to think so. The soft and deeply romantic part of her wished and hoped she had been born to find him. Born to love him. But they had come together as Mintaka and Aurostibite, where their love was the strongest.
She would've in a heartbeat, taken him with her. Taken him far away. Taken him to the safe haven. He wouldn't be asked to be purified for her, he could still be Aurostibite. He only had to ask. She was weak, right in this moment, where love blinded her. She was weak enough to forget about the war and her duty and what she gave up for it, just to have him. She could be that weak. But he wouldn't ask her, and it made her all the more stuck in her path.
"I understand." She came back to him, feeling the ache of being far with only being a breath away. She wouldn't struggle again, her head resting on his shoulder. "I can pack us a small little basket, some foods and stuff and we can have a picnic, we'll have to go during the day though..so it wouldn't be odd if you were away." Or late late at night when they should be sleeping. "I am. I just show you all my best sides and hide it away. Remember I'm almost stubborn and I was quite the brat when I was younger." She would forever fondly think of how she hounded him, encouraged him, argued him until he told her that he liked...loved her.
"You wish....?" Her heart started to beat faster, her head pulling back up to look at him. "What do you wish Aurostibite?" There was so many things he could wish for and she knew it. Wish to be normal, wish to run away, wish for marriage and kids, wish he didn't meet her, wish that there was no war.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 9:51 pm
He could not have left her even if he wanted to, which was a far cry from the truth so as to be considered ludicrous. But Mintaka was not just Mintaka, she was Failyn as well, even if meant it was not the identity that he had originally fallen for. Being Failyn in no way lessened his affections for her; but like her, Aurostibite felt that their bond was stronger and more secure when they were Aurostibite and Mintaka, in spite of all the contradictions and consequences that came with that.
She fit into his arms so perfectly. Aurostibite swayed a little where he stood, curled against her with Mintaka's head on his shoulder, and he could almost hear her heartbeat against his own. "It sounds nice," he said softly, his face in her hair. "It sounds..." Normal. Peaceful. Wonderful. "...like a good idea."
A small laugh escaped his throat; a rare sound, not often heard, especially not when he was Aurostibite. "You were cute when you were younger," he told her. "You were stubborn. You wouldn't give up on me, even when I pushed you away, even when I tried to break away from you."
The laughter had gone and his tone had grown more serious. Mintaka had pulled her head up to look at him with wide eyes, and pain was etched across Aurostibite's face as he stared hungrily at her, taking in every feature, every strand of her hair, every curve and every line of her face, desperate to imprint the image of her in his mind for as long as he could.
"A lot of things," Aurostibite said sadly, and touched her cheek with a gloved hand, his caress achingly tender as his fingers slid down her cheek, trailing across her jawline. "Too many things."
He was still looking at her with the same burning intensity that he had been before, and the same passion that he had when he'd finally told her how he felt about her, all those years ago. Aurostibite cupped Mintaka's face in his gloved hands, and he felt a terrible despondency welling in the pit of his stomach, mingling with the overwhelming feelings towards her.
"I will always love you," he told her, and it was true, even if it was hard to bear. "Whether you are Mintaka, or whether you are Failyn, whether you are Order and I am Chaos, that fact will not change."
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 10:34 pm
He loved it. That's all that mattered. She had some girlish endeavors of romance with him. Picnics in a nice setting, long walks on a empty beach, swimming in a moonlit lake. Silly things, girly things. Sometimes she could get him for long enough for one of those, sometimes she would sit with him in their few shared moments and pine for it, but reassuring the fact that she could pine for it.
He was so calm. Listening to his heart with it's steady beat, with it's strong healthy beat. It soothed her 100 times more then any song could on the radio, any nature sound.
When she was rewarded with a laugh, everything seemed to just get a bit brighter and she couldn't believe what she was hearing. yeah, they were that RARE. Maybe as Magiore she earned a few chuckles but a full on laugh. Her chest puffed out a little proudly. "Are you laughing at me cause I was a brat then, or still am a brat?" She scoffed. "I was a gorgeous young lady on the cusp of being a queen." She said quite confidently. Again, her younger self would've proudly boasted these things naturally, as she grew older though, her modesty had shown through. Sometimes. Okay most of the time she was modest. 80% of the time she was modest.
"I couldn't give up. You were all troubled and broody and just so handsome." She played with his jacket a bit, picking at the buttons. "And I loved getting you all ruffled up you know."
But now it was him that got her all ruffled up. How could he continue to look at her like he was never sated with love for her? Like he would devour her and she was okay with it. Three years and he still had never faltered in that look, and when she felt down and confused, she could look into his eyes and know that her feelings were matched. He didn't know how much of a solid foundation he was for her world. How much pain she would be if he wasn't be here.
"I feel so lucky tonight." She breathed out, making sure to express everything she felt for him with her eyes too, with her words. With the way she clung. "I had thought, once you know, why was I born? I'm not a very good senshi, I don't fight. I don't feel myself aligned with either order or chaos. As Failyn, I was just a rich snob who had no real goals besides to become the epitome of a lady. Polite and quiet. We always talk about the Cauldron and why it brings us into the universe and why were sent to the time and place we were and all I could think of is you." she laughed, "I came here for you. To open your heart to me and open my heart to you and it sounds so silly, but I really do feel that way."
She brushed a white curl from her own face, pushing it behind her hair. "Like...Like...There is no one else. I love Chariklo, as she is my closest friend and I know...and I know that being with you two completes something for me. We're all three different sides, but you two. You. You are all I need." Everything else was just a want.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 10:52 pm
"Because you're still a brat," Aurostibite told her affectionately, but she was only a few years younger, and Mintaka had long since grown into her own. He wanted to drown in her, in everything that was her. Maybe if he allowed himself to be swept away with her, he could forget everything else, forget that he was on the other side - not the wrong side, but the other side, and the same went for her - forget that doing this meant they were both betraying a part of their lives that was significant.
He wanted to drown in her and forget everything else.
"I didn't smile much back then," he said, and then, after a moment, "Or now, either, really, but there isn't much to smile about these days."
The obvious exception was, of course, the woman in his arms, and he indicated as much by giving her a soft smile meant only for her eyes, Aurostibite's lips curving slightly upwards. But the seriousness of their situation was upon him like a weight that he couldn't get rid of, no matter how hard he tried.
Mintaka's voice, her words, everything; they floated to him and sank into him, her fingers digging into the fabric of his uniform jacket that bore the unmistakable allegiance to the Negaverse. Aurostibite's heartbeat sped up, and for several moments he couldn't speak at all, his eyes wide as they stared at her, completely thrown off balance by what she was saying.
He knew she loved him, but this...
Wordlessly, he bent his head and crushed his mouth against hers, a terrible, sweeping desire to posses her nearly overtaking him. He pulled her against him, tightly, almost painfully so, and this was nothing like the gentle, controlled kisses he'd given her over the years, soft and sweet; this was raw passion and heat, a greedy, selfish desire to stay with her forever practically blinding him.
Aurostibite broke away after a moment, his breathing erratic. He stared at her with dark eyes, and a flash of pain etched across his face, teeth clenched. He was losing his composure for the first time since he'd first told her loved her, unable to reign himself in. The fears and anxieties he'd spent years suppressing, years pushing away were beginning to bubble over and spill out; the ugly truth to be revealed.
"I need you," he said roughly, and the corners of his eyes stung, galling him. Desperation and pleading had crept into his voice, Aurostibite wrapping his arms around Mintaka's waist and burying his face against her shoulder. "I don't want anything else, I don't need anything else except you, only you, always you, so please - please don't leave me, don't ever leave me, whatever you do, don't leave me alone."
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 12:35 pm
"Oh well, I cannot deny that I still have some brattish charm of course. A lady might have a few faults somewhere." She was still teasing, and it was so nice just to be able to stand here and tease him even when she knew that they could get caught. When that constant threat came trickling back.
"No you didn't." She affirmed, "So grumpy grumpy pants. And you were so upset about your weapon of choice." She teased, "I remember it clearly, Paper does not damage, you said. I showed you a whole new world on that one." She laughed, letting it fill the eerie silence of the rubble around them. "Who knew paper cranes would really grant wishes."
She never got tired of the kisses, there had been so many in this short meeting, and she loved loved loved it. How long would she go before she would kiss him again? Another week? Maybe a day. A month? She would never have enough to fill the void of the time of seperation that she knew would be coming.
Her hands clenched in his jacket so tight, as she felt crushed against him, enveloped him. She could barely breathe, must less form a thought beyond 'More' which wasn't voice because he was taking it all. Everything.
When he finally released her mouth, she took a deep breath. A very deep breath. Coming from such drowning emotion obviously rocked her, and Aurostibite was careful with her, not to let her see that dark and hungry part of him. He was careful with her, which made her want to push a little more.
The tightness and desperation in his tone didn't escape her. 'I need you', he said. Don't leave him? Where would she go? The only way she could leave him was death. And being a white moon, that time was coming near. She could feel it. This war was tiding for the Negaverse and she wouldn't last it. But she wanted to. She could corrupt, lose herself as Failyn and Mintaka and become someone else. But she'd be on chaos and Aurostibite could find her again and love her again.
The very ideal she hated, corrupting and purifying even coming up in her mind made her very sad. The cauldron had put them on different sides for them to still find each other, and she didn't want to lose herself to someone else.
"I can't, I can't..." She clenched her hands in jacket, tears burning at her eyes. She was always truthful, always trying to be real. Always trying to accept things as they came. "I can't promise that. War...We're all at war and one day it'll claim me and it'll claim you. But..But I promise-" She tried to stop the choking of her sob, "I promise that I will wait for you in the cauldron and I'll find you again when I'm reborn over and over and over again, I'll always find you be..because I will never be with anyone but you. So..so..." She buried her face in chest. "Find me too."
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 1:38 pm
He could not have corrupted her, even if he wanted.
Aurostibite had seen others do it, of course; forcing their loved ones to be on their side, ripping away their memories and their energy to make them one of their own, so that they could be together in peace on the same side. He'd seen the weariness etched into their faces; some were satisfied, with expressions of triumph, but others were simply tired, as though what they were doing was merely another step to take.
He had thought about it, briefly, about a year after they had gotten together. Mintaka had been asleep in his arms, curled up against his chest, and as he'd looked down at her, he'd considered the possibility of just doing it right then and there, to save them both the pain and heartache that would inevitably stem from them being a couple. His fingers had twitched, and he had almost moved.
But he couldn't do it to her. Desperate for her safety and her love as he was, he had not been able to strip her of her identity just for his own selfish reasons, because if he did it - if he forced her into corruption, she would no longer be Mintaka or Failyn, but someone else entirely.
She would not be the woman that he had fallen in love with.
They both knew that eventually this war would take its toll on them; it already had, in many ways, and Aurostibite clung to the knowledge that they were both still alive, because to lose her would devastate him. Even now, when he had her in his arms, thinking about it made him lose his breath, his senses, all rationality that was the trademark of himself.
She was crying; he could tell without having to look at her, from the way she drew ragged, sobbing breaths, to the uneven wavering of her voice. Aurostibite clung to her, his face flushed, and leaned back enough so that he could cradle her face in his hands, pepper her face with kisses to brush away the tears, his lips against her cheek, her forehead, her nose, her eyes, everywhere that he could reach.
"Always," he mumbled, desperate to reassure her, desperate for everything. "Always, always, I will always find you, and I will always, always love you. No matter where you are, I will find you."
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 2:25 pm
The cries only grew as he let her stand there, tears falling rapidly. It was rare, not as rare as his smiles of course, but rare for Mintaka to let tears escape, to have her body heave with choking sobs of sadness and regret and anger and so much anger.
She pretended that she was strong, that she had accepted their fates as tragic lovers in war. She accepted their sides and she was trying so hard to be happy with ever small moment she had with him. Every touch, kiss, hug, cuddle. She treasured the warmth he gave her, and hated that when it was gone and she could still feel the residual heat of him beside her that if she closed her eyes, she could pretend he was still there. She was pretending so much now, and with these changes in the war. This new curfew, and energy drains. Trying to move others to safety. She was pretending to be strong in front of the strangers.
She couldn't open her eyes, because no matter how you looked at her, those just as easily caring blue eyes were filled with such a sadness, it broke hearts. She was aching, and she was pretending she wasn't.
The sobs eventually eased away, as he kissed everywhere. Like magic, it healed and broke her all the same. He was trying to ease her again, and all she wanted to do was cling and hold on and cry it out until for a brief moment, all the sadness was gone. Expelled from her.
"And..And even if we are on different sides again, I will find you and I will love you. And instead of war, I'll take you away ne..next time-" She said in between stifled sobs, "I'll steal you away and I'll make you happy and we can have a family, and I'll-" She breathed out, "I'll marry you, I'll convince you, you know..." She tried to smile, "I'll convince you to marry me because I know...I know you'll be difficult for me, but that..thats okay because You wouldn't be you if you weren't and..and-" She couldn't stop the rambling.
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