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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 7:59 pm
The rain sounded like angry drums under the overpass. The cars rolling, roaring beasts that would unleash small waves of dirty water off the roadway into the air, were it would fall until it hit the earth with a splash. If not a splash a gush as it joined itself in the river. Water that was brown and muddy as it carried with it garbage and trash to places unknown. Places that Spacewatch craved to be, wanted to be. Anywhere but here. Anywhere but the city that had taken her life from her. She'd nearly died and all for what? For a war she hadn't even wanted to be in? Her parents were dead. She had to run away. She had to watch through tears as police got close, as they began to investigate, as they took everything and she couldn't even ask for help. She couldn't, because when she did they shot at her. She couldn't because one of them smiled. One said her name. Her senshi name. The name that they shouldn't have known was her. So now she sat under the overpass. Nightly, she'd go to a small camp with nice ladies. They didn't ask her questions, and most were teens. Most were fighting to be free of something. They told her that she had to go home, to get off the streets, that soon, if she was caught, she'd have to do tricks. Spacewatch learned what they meant. She learned what the lights and odd sounds some of the girls made at night were. She didn't want that. She didn't want anything. She just wanted to go home, and under the overpass, she wanted to be like the water and just drift away forever. However, the best she could do was curl into herself in the cold and cry.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2016 2:34 am
Chariklo had taken to wandering. It didn't matter where, she just wanted to be out. Especially since she'd learned about the storming of the Negaverse's castle. Granted, she'd understood the logic to it. She'd still been recovering and two of the people dearest to her hadn't wanted to take the chance of losing her.
Understandable, but so annoying.
For a moment, she considered passing by the bridge, but the flicker of an aura caught her attention. It wasn't moving. Was someone just sitting under the bridge during a rainstorm? She couldn't imagine that there were many wrongs needing to be righted down there and paused, letting the rain soak her a little more. Then, after a moment's thought, she made her way to the bridge and found the sloping path-but-not-really that let her go under. And once there, she almost wondered if she should leave again.
The solitary senshi sitting there looked so young. And so unhappy that Chariklo's first instincts demanded that she go scoop the girl up and hug her. Instead, she carefully and quietly made her way to the girl's side and sat down far enough away that she, hopefully, wouldn't be taken as a threat. Once she was this close, she could hear the girl crying and felt her heart go out.
Taking part of her butt-bow in her hands, she used her teeth to tear away a big enough scrap before gently reaching over and tapping the girl's shoulder to give it to her. Stay quiet for now, she thought. And tread carefully.
After what she considered a polite enough amount of time, she spoke as softly and reassuringly as possible.
"Need a shoulder? I know I'm next to a stranger, but I'm good at listening."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 10:35 pm
The sound of a splash not from the roar of a car overhead, of tearing cloth had Spacewatch's head shooting up, a look of pure fear in her face as sunken eyes tried to decipher if she was going to have to fight. She hadn't been paying attention. She could have been killed. Inside she began the berating she heaped upon herself. Stupid stupid stupid. She should have been aware. She wasn't safe like this. Glamor just made her have an attack. A weak attack that couldn't save or protect anyone. The taste of bile and salt welled up again. The images of death clinging to anything that it could, drowning her in her despair. Pale eyes watered at the small offering, half from her pause in weeping, half from just wanting to be comforted. To not be alone. It made the taste of salt rise, of mucus run to the back of her throat as she felt herself collapse and begin to wail. Stupid, she thought. She was stupid for crying like this. This was a stanger and she was crying, blubbering like an idiot. She never wanted this. She never wanted to fight or do anything of this so why? How come she had to? How come her parents had to die? How come she couldn't even save or protect them? Her thoughts only made the small girl wail louder, her sobs wracking her whole body in small tremors, gasps of air swallowed past mucus lodged lungs.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 5:51 am
The pure grief combined with that initial look of fear tore at Chariklo's heart and when the girl began to sob again, the older senshi decided that manners could ******** off. This poor kid needed someone and she was, by god, going to answer that need.
Moving closer, she reached out to gather the girl to her, to offer whatever comfort she could. She might not know the younger senshi's reasons for hurting so very much, but she recognized just how deep that pain ran.
"Easy, sweetheart," she murmured, stroking the girl's hair and wishing that she'd learned to master the art of Busty Mom Hugs. "You're not alone. I'll stay here as long as you need."
For a moment, she wished that she'd brought Cuan with her. And extra source of cuddling and soothing would have been good. An extra person on hand would have been able to to share the sadness. Because Chariklo had felt tears pricking at her own eyes out of sympathy and was afraid that she'd be joining the girl in sobbing very shortly if she couldn't figure out a suitable distraction.
"Who are you, sweetheart?" she asked in a soft, coaxing voice. "I can't just keep calling you sweetheart. Or even honey or baby. Seems awfully rude to me. My name's Chariklo."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2017 9:09 pm
For a while, she just sobbed. Letting tears flow until she had enough sense of mind to answer the elder senshi. A stranger- but a senshi stranger who had done the one thing Spacewatch likely needed more. Just offer the safety of a place to cry. "S-Spacewatch." She managed to gasp out something short of a somber laugh. "'M not anybody else. Not anymore cuz she- they-" Her head fell, gulps of air taken in as the little girl tried very hard not to begin sobbing all over again. "She saw me change." The admittance. "I got home and I panicked. She saw me change."
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 4:27 am
Still stroking the girl's hair, Chariklo just sat, waiting until the kid was ready to talk. And once she was, the tall blonde gave Spacewatch's should a gentle, friendly squeeze.
"Nice to meet you, Spacewatch," she began when the other senshi continued and Chariklo felt her eyes go wide. She wasn't sure who "She" was, though given everything, Chariklo guessed it was someone within the Negaverse. Which meant this poor baby had been outed.
Which might mean her family was gone, since the Negaverse was not above object ******** tightening around the little girl, Chariklo tried to figure out what to do. She wasn't about to ask a child if her parents had been brutally murdered, nor did she think it was a good idea to ask too many probing questions while they sat under a stanky ol' bridge in a rainstorm. Knowing her luck, Pennywise could come bopping through any moment talking about things floating. So.
"Have you got anyplace you can stay for now that's safe? And by safe I mean warm, roof over your head, low chance of some idiot deciding you're property rather than a person. If not, would you like to stay with me and my cat and dog? It's a big place, so you can have a room with an attached bathroom to yourself," she said in a coaxing voice before hugging Spacewatch tightly and sighing. "We'll figure this out, sweetheart. I will help you with everything I possibly can."
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