Where did I go wrong...
I snatched up the back of your robes and yanked back, falling hell ward as my feet lost their balance. When you were pulled, your body collapsed atop of mine and you were forced to miss that strike you were willing to plant upon your sister's already bruised face. Your fifteen year old sister kept her one-wide eyed gaze locked onto you. Her jaw hung out of shock and this led me to wonder if she had felt any of the pain you had inflicted on her yet. You were crushing her and she was so stunned that she felt numb.
You lunged at her, keeping me knocked on the floor as you attempted to crush more than just her lungs. I heard a growl emit from your throat, so I threw my arms out to latch onto your mid torso and pull you down once again. Thrashing, you struggled beneath my grip to attack her; to seek your revenge on her. When you could not strike her with your hands, you moved to kick her with your feet. Being the quick paced attacker you were, I had a hard time stopping that. I was too weak to match up to your outrage. I'm a librarian...the most I'm ever allowed to do is heal someone.
So you elbowed me in the gut as your first option.
"Tambrey..." I grumbled into your shoulders, but you jerked forth another time. You placed your left hand over your right fist, and then forced it back to have your elbow collide with my face.
I thought, Tambrey...where are you? The crack that came along with that hit wasn't the most pleasant thing I've heard. You broke my nose and dislocated my jaw, which caused me extreme discomfort. The first thing I did was fix my jaw, since medical things were what I did best and what I reacted quickest to. Then I had to grab onto you yet again, but I spoke before you could pull something like that one last time.
"Tambrey, I'm here." I quivered a bit when your fist clenched. I didn't want you to hit me again because this wasn't you. You never lose control of your temper. Sometimes I didn't even believe that you had a temper. Lying to yourself is wrong, I know. You taught me that.
But why does everyone learn from a hypocrite?
I even leaned back a little, knowing that your punch could quite possibly blow my head off. That was a discomforting thought, too. "I'm not picking her side, Tambrey. I'm not against you. I'm not your enemy." You stared at me with brutal eyes and I knew that your heart was being enclosed by your walls that took you merely a decade to build when you became that child prodigy. I kind of wanted it that way. I wanted you to be you. You do not share your emotions, so I believed that you should have stopped showing your anger. The only thing I did not want you to feel was betrayal, and for the past fifteen years...it was all you ever seemed to feel.
I clasped my hands over each side of your jawline and cringed at the thought of what I was going to say. I leaned forward this time, closer to you and to your face so that you would be entirely focused on me, and not your sobbing sister. I wanted Celestial to run, but I knew that you would not stop if I said that.
"I'm here. Let her go so that it can be just you and me." Your upper lip curled back as your vexed emotions radiated off of you like heat from the sun on a summer day. I quickly added, "I'm here for you and only you. I am loyal to you, Tambrey. I am yours."
Zane's footsteps could be heard in the doorway and a little girl's that followed him as well. I prayed for him to take Celestial away. I prayed for him to leave us be.
"I'm here to replace what you have lost. Confide in me please, my savior."
For a little back up on this, Celestial was not the one who betrayed Tambrey. It started a few years before Celestial was born with Tambrey's husband, as some of us know happened to be a demon. As instructed by Nepenthe, or perhaps even a different source since that part of the story was never elaborated on in role play, he was to create an opening for himself to get things from the council. Clearly, he had that chance.
This was stopped by Tambrey's father, and Jessika's father, then leading to Tambrey getting into much, much trouble because women are not considered well...Let's put it this way. They're the ones that are devious and betray.
Shortly after this, Tambrey's mother, also known as Lady Irina, was annihilated. Lady Irina was the rightful owner to the clan, and Lord Joruvau simply inherited the ownership because of their marriage. Joruvau wanted the power to himself, so he sought out reason to not bring Lady Irina back; Celestial's mother.
This of course was not a logical reason, but it was accepted because MAN ruled their part of the Heaven's, and not a woman.
Tambrey relied much on her mother, and attempted for about six years to bring her back(of course she tried to convince other angels to help her, too). On the sixth year, Tambrey and Zane were introduced to the half ling Celestial. Shortly after that, Vevila.
Meeting Celestial and Vevila pretty much blew Tambrey's top, while Zane merely gained a distaste for mixed creatures. Tambrey, one day, took this out on Celestial in a room that only their family was allowed in. She attacked her when she was fifteen, and cursed her, damning her where she stood. She damned her to Earth and Hell, and to a life that was not suitable for anyone. Tambrey blamed her for losing her mother, and went about beating her.
So pretty much, Celestial was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Jessika comes into this because Tambrey worked with her father, and when Jessika was born, promised Jessika's father that she would guide her. The council member did do this, and taught Jessika how to be herself, and someone lovable. The librarian practically became her servant, and was always seen with her.
This was pretty much the first time Tambrey lost her cool, having it all in for about 4,000 years or so. That, and I guess she had to hate someone at sometime. It kind of runs through her genes, heheh.
This was a continuation of a post on Desolation where Jessika had thought of the memory and responded to it. The memory went like this:
Jessika, having just burst through two huge doors to enter a room that was barely acknowledged by any angels, she found herself running in on an argument--a fight between family members. Literally. As soon as she stepped in, she paused to gaze upon a sight that she would have never imagined.
She stared in horror, watching a woman that was barely older than her holding onto her sister's jawline and neck. Tambrey, at the time, was straddled over a bleeding Celestial, her grip tighter than it should have been. Too tight. The half fairy, half angel had her light blue eyes filled with saline, and was trying to suppress any more emotion that would be flowing through than necessarily. A confused look was spread across her face, which was child-like and gentle, for she was no more than fifteen years old. A silver, metallic liquid soaked her once pure and ivory robes, and continued to gush from gashes on her body and trickle out from scratches on her face. Her left eye was covered with the blood, so much that it was shut, and her hair had been cut short and was spread all across the marble floor. Removing the hand on the half ling's neck, the high powered angel drew it back, as if to strike Celestial again. Her voice hissed out in a tone that was drenched with anger and extreme hatred, "You lowlife."
Jessika quickly darted fore ward, ignoring the large doors as they swung carelessly behind her. She shouted in desperation, praying to herself that no more harm would be caused,
"TAMBREY!"
This is the song that makes me think of this...I don't even know entirely why. Only a few hints:
Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life (more)
I think that's all I have to say for this post! Aha. Nothing other than...I should write a book someday from all of my role play experiences but...I just don't have the patience.
You lunged at her, keeping me knocked on the floor as you attempted to crush more than just her lungs. I heard a growl emit from your throat, so I threw my arms out to latch onto your mid torso and pull you down once again. Thrashing, you struggled beneath my grip to attack her; to seek your revenge on her. When you could not strike her with your hands, you moved to kick her with your feet. Being the quick paced attacker you were, I had a hard time stopping that. I was too weak to match up to your outrage. I'm a librarian...the most I'm ever allowed to do is heal someone.
So you elbowed me in the gut as your first option.
"Tambrey..." I grumbled into your shoulders, but you jerked forth another time. You placed your left hand over your right fist, and then forced it back to have your elbow collide with my face.
I thought, Tambrey...where are you? The crack that came along with that hit wasn't the most pleasant thing I've heard. You broke my nose and dislocated my jaw, which caused me extreme discomfort. The first thing I did was fix my jaw, since medical things were what I did best and what I reacted quickest to. Then I had to grab onto you yet again, but I spoke before you could pull something like that one last time.
"Tambrey, I'm here." I quivered a bit when your fist clenched. I didn't want you to hit me again because this wasn't you. You never lose control of your temper. Sometimes I didn't even believe that you had a temper. Lying to yourself is wrong, I know. You taught me that.
But why does everyone learn from a hypocrite?
I even leaned back a little, knowing that your punch could quite possibly blow my head off. That was a discomforting thought, too. "I'm not picking her side, Tambrey. I'm not against you. I'm not your enemy." You stared at me with brutal eyes and I knew that your heart was being enclosed by your walls that took you merely a decade to build when you became that child prodigy. I kind of wanted it that way. I wanted you to be you. You do not share your emotions, so I believed that you should have stopped showing your anger. The only thing I did not want you to feel was betrayal, and for the past fifteen years...it was all you ever seemed to feel.
I clasped my hands over each side of your jawline and cringed at the thought of what I was going to say. I leaned forward this time, closer to you and to your face so that you would be entirely focused on me, and not your sobbing sister. I wanted Celestial to run, but I knew that you would not stop if I said that.
"I'm here. Let her go so that it can be just you and me." Your upper lip curled back as your vexed emotions radiated off of you like heat from the sun on a summer day. I quickly added, "I'm here for you and only you. I am loyal to you, Tambrey. I am yours."
Zane's footsteps could be heard in the doorway and a little girl's that followed him as well. I prayed for him to take Celestial away. I prayed for him to leave us be.
"I'm here to replace what you have lost. Confide in me please, my savior."
For a little back up on this, Celestial was not the one who betrayed Tambrey. It started a few years before Celestial was born with Tambrey's husband, as some of us know happened to be a demon. As instructed by Nepenthe, or perhaps even a different source since that part of the story was never elaborated on in role play, he was to create an opening for himself to get things from the council. Clearly, he had that chance.
This was stopped by Tambrey's father, and Jessika's father, then leading to Tambrey getting into much, much trouble because women are not considered well...Let's put it this way. They're the ones that are devious and betray.
Shortly after this, Tambrey's mother, also known as Lady Irina, was annihilated. Lady Irina was the rightful owner to the clan, and Lord Joruvau simply inherited the ownership because of their marriage. Joruvau wanted the power to himself, so he sought out reason to not bring Lady Irina back; Celestial's mother.
This of course was not a logical reason, but it was accepted because MAN ruled their part of the Heaven's, and not a woman.
Tambrey relied much on her mother, and attempted for about six years to bring her back(of course she tried to convince other angels to help her, too). On the sixth year, Tambrey and Zane were introduced to the half ling Celestial. Shortly after that, Vevila.
Meeting Celestial and Vevila pretty much blew Tambrey's top, while Zane merely gained a distaste for mixed creatures. Tambrey, one day, took this out on Celestial in a room that only their family was allowed in. She attacked her when she was fifteen, and cursed her, damning her where she stood. She damned her to Earth and Hell, and to a life that was not suitable for anyone. Tambrey blamed her for losing her mother, and went about beating her.
So pretty much, Celestial was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Jessika comes into this because Tambrey worked with her father, and when Jessika was born, promised Jessika's father that she would guide her. The council member did do this, and taught Jessika how to be herself, and someone lovable. The librarian practically became her servant, and was always seen with her.
This was pretty much the first time Tambrey lost her cool, having it all in for about 4,000 years or so. That, and I guess she had to hate someone at sometime. It kind of runs through her genes, heheh.
This was a continuation of a post on Desolation where Jessika had thought of the memory and responded to it. The memory went like this:
Jessika, having just burst through two huge doors to enter a room that was barely acknowledged by any angels, she found herself running in on an argument--a fight between family members. Literally. As soon as she stepped in, she paused to gaze upon a sight that she would have never imagined.
She stared in horror, watching a woman that was barely older than her holding onto her sister's jawline and neck. Tambrey, at the time, was straddled over a bleeding Celestial, her grip tighter than it should have been. Too tight. The half fairy, half angel had her light blue eyes filled with saline, and was trying to suppress any more emotion that would be flowing through than necessarily. A confused look was spread across her face, which was child-like and gentle, for she was no more than fifteen years old. A silver, metallic liquid soaked her once pure and ivory robes, and continued to gush from gashes on her body and trickle out from scratches on her face. Her left eye was covered with the blood, so much that it was shut, and her hair had been cut short and was spread all across the marble floor. Removing the hand on the half ling's neck, the high powered angel drew it back, as if to strike Celestial again. Her voice hissed out in a tone that was drenched with anger and extreme hatred, "You lowlife."
Jessika quickly darted fore ward, ignoring the large doors as they swung carelessly behind her. She shouted in desperation, praying to herself that no more harm would be caused,
"TAMBREY!"
This is the song that makes me think of this...I don't even know entirely why. Only a few hints:
Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life (more)
I think that's all I have to say for this post! Aha. Nothing other than...I should write a book someday from all of my role play experiences but...I just don't have the patience.