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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 7:31 am
Murmuring sleepily, Arilee turned onto her side and snaked an arm around Avacyn before burying her face in the other girl's hair. It was more than pleasant to lay in bed and do nothing more than snuggle, she thought.
"Not letting go," she muttered, her voice still thick from sleep. "Not sharing either. Mine, mine mine."
Something fluttered at the edge of her consciousness, but the blonde couldn't put her finger on what it was. Probably just a stray worry about whether or not she'd remembered to turn off the oven or lock the door. Hardly a startling epiphany, that.Songstress Kitsune Hooray! Backdated trauma!
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 6:21 pm
Avacyn was only a little awake, and not near enough so to do much more than snuggle closer to the warmth of her fiancee and let out a happy little sigh.
"All yours," she agreed softly, but she almost unwillingly found herself waking up more than she was properly ready to right then. Se could feel a cold chill crawling up her spine, and pressed herself closer to Arilee as if that would drive it away, even though she couldn't recognize its source --
and it all came crashing down at once, a thousand memories from five years.
Ava's eyes shot open and a scream tore itself from her throat, and for a moment, she was surprised that it wasn't agony to do so.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2014 1:41 pm
On it's own, Ava's scream was frightening enough. Shooting into a sitting position, Arilee blinked for a moment, trying to figure out what had happened. Then, her eyes widened as they locked on Ava's face. Only, instead of the Avacyn laying beside her, she saw a tar covered and ruined face. A dead face.
Memory upon memory came thundering through her mind, causing her to throw herself backwards into the bed, body arching and flailing as if live current were running through her flesh. Behind her closed eyes, she was watching it all over again, a monstrously deformed Bishofite murdering Amytis, drowning her in tar. Without thinking, she joined Ava in screaming, only the sound the ripped itself from her was one long, wounded-animal scream of loss.
The tiny part of her brain that was not being held hostage by out of time memories was aware of a terrified howl rising up from Sanskrit to wind itself through Ava's and her own screams.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2014 2:25 pm
Avacyn's heart was racing, and hearing Arilee scream too just sent her further into panic. She wanted to reach for her fiancee (wife, wife some part of her insisted because hadn't they been married for nearly five years and didn't they have two children but no, none of that was real, even though it felt real and even though she could feel the burning agony of her own last moments just as clearly as if they were happening right then).
She scrambled to reach for Arilee - a hand, or anything, because she needed to hold onto the other woman and be reassured.
"Nooo, no no no," she said when she finally managed to stop screaming, "no it's not real Ari tell me it's not real."
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 5:04 am
The scream transformed itself somehow into broken sobbing as Arilee managed to reach out blindly for Avacyn, grasping onto the other woman's hand and holding it tightly. She could feel every wound from her last fight. Hear every scream, whisper, even laugh of the next/last five years.
Even as her brain was trying to sort through the mess of memories, she was aware of Avacyn talking, begging for some sort of reassurance. And Arilee could not give it. Mass hallucination might be a thing, but somehow, the blonde didn't think that it included people remembering the same stuff without ever having talked about it prior.
Which meant, it was all going to happen, had happened, whatever.
Still crying brokenly, Arilee pulled herself into a semi-sitting position and reached for her girlfriend, no... wife, desperate to hold her close.
"Don't ask me to lie to you, Ava," she whispered harshly. "I abandoned them, Ava. I left them..."
She didn't have to explain. She knew Ava would know that 'them' meant their babies. Stomach clenching in self-disgust and fear, Arilee managed to pull Ava close. She didn't want to let go. Not now, not ever.
With an almost superhuman effort, she choked her tears down and focused all of her attention on Avacyn, smoothing her spun sugar hair back from her face and kissing her frantically. She still had her. And she wasn't going to lose her. Not this time.
"It'll be okay, baby. Just.. lay down and try to go back to sleep. I'll do the same and we'll figure this out later, yeah?"
It wasn't a perfect solution, but it would suffice. Gently pulling Ava back down with her, she curled protectively around her girlfriend and held her close. And eventually, she slept.
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