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Nov 16, 2009 21:22

...Where.. [Somehow she finds herself before an open room, inside is a platform with a wide railing around it. Sitting on the platform is a giant, glowing crystal.]

Tyki.

[Why is she walking inside- bgeuef]

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fuguepenance November 17 2009, 04:32:56 UTC
[He's lot in the images shown through his mind. This was...what she had been through?]

[Through Lavi's mind a series of images weave through their insidious beat echoing.

He's the enemy, what kindness should we show him?

A quick death he thought as he tugged at the straps holding his wrists to the flat table. The bright lights made his head swim. His scars ached but that was nothing compared to the fire of his hip. They'd done something to it and he could see the skin was peeled back. His head was held imobile while the respirator kept him breathing.

He could smell the coppery tang of his own blood. One of the doctors picked up a tool and carefully began to scape the skin and muscle away from a spot on his hip bone. It was slow and torturous with the never ending sound weaving through his mind and shattering any thought before he could form it.

He couldn't even spit curses when they took a drill and carefully drilled into hole into it.

The marrow, let's see if this Noah's body has special cells still. Or if it was all a rumor.

He shut his eyes the pain too much for him. He was going to pass out-

Something was injected into his arm and he risked a look up into the face of the doctor above him.

It nearly passed out. I told you to be careful. It won't show us what its still able to do if we overwhelm it.

Treated like less than an animal. He bared his teeth in defiance only to gasp like a fish out of water. Something was in the hole in his hip and he arched helplessly against the restraints. Blood started to leak from the hole, as the tools they used were extracting bone marrow from the section. The spongy tissue making him about lose his mind with pain. The drugs kept him awake. He wished no, he yearned to have died or the Earl take some form of pity on him and come put him down like a fucking dog. "You...I thought we were..."

What's it saying?

Who cares. Its a key to this war's end.

"...family..."]

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beautifulalias November 17 2009, 04:40:18 UTC
[Bile rises in her throat and instantly she throws up, her stomach churning away at whatever else she has left in her stomach. What had she just seen? The answer was there, next to her and it made her quiver.

She closed an eye and willed herself to keep her stomach in line. Opening it back up again she looked over at Tyki. Reaching out a hand to him she gingerly touched his shoulder.] Tyki...

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fuguepenance November 17 2009, 05:23:04 UTC
[He isn't sure what to do or say. Tyki swallows and shoved everything he just saw to reach for Lavi. They could get through this, Allen would say that and long ago he'd learned...]

["You think you're doing this for someone else?"

Wasn't he fighting to end the war? To end it all and stop the cycle? He wasn't sure when his red haired opponent put it like that. "Of course! Why else-"

The butterflies rose up to blanket the sky in a way he recognized. Cross Marian dropped down from the sky like a shooting star. "Then you're clouding the real reasons you fucking brat." As if! He opened his mouth to retort while he bolted away from the blast zone. His bullets shot towards the Noah and were destroyed. Fuck!

"No one does shit for someone else. They're all doing it for themselves, some how some way. Don't keep pissing that bullshit if you're going to be opposing the Earl." Joyd, the clan, his desire to live life for the pleasure of it...

He stared at all of it as the Noah kept coming like a freight train on a collision course. "I thought," He started. "You were on the Earl's side now."

The man smiled even as his hand rammed through Tyki's shoulder. "You ask stupid questions. I'm only on my side."]

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beautifulalias November 17 2009, 05:44:35 UTC
[The memory makes her head light and spots dot her vision. She clutches at his arms, tears overspilling her cheeks.

Seeing Cross like that... was not a surprise.] Ty-Tyki... Are you alright? [She swallowed.]

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fuguepenance November 17 2009, 05:49:16 UTC
[He looks down at John and breathes with relief that he's alright. He can't meet Lavi's eyes yet and when he does, there's understanding in them. He's tired of their lives being toyed with. He doesn't say anything as he draws her close and holds her protectively.] Yeah. I'm fine, don't worry about it.

...

You're alright, right?

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beautifulalias November 17 2009, 06:12:18 UTC
[She holds him back, burying her face into his shoulder for a moment, taking in his scent and making sure this wasn't another memory. She pulled away enough to look up at him and then to John.] A little queasy but... yeah.

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fuguepenance November 18 2009, 01:43:41 UTC
What exactly did you see? [He winces at the throbbing pain from his hip.]

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beautifulalias November 18 2009, 01:55:03 UTC
Your hip... Jesus, Tyki I-... [Recalling the images again made her gasp. She had seen many cruel things in her life but that one took the cake. It didn't help he was someone she loved.

Gently she sets a hand on his injured hip and catches his eyes with hers.] I saw what they did to you.

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fuguepenance November 19 2009, 15:16:53 UTC
[He sighs softly and brushes her hair out of her eyes.] Then you know its not an old man thing.

I saw what he did to you, I'm sorry.

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beautifulalias November 19 2009, 21:46:45 UTC
[If she didn't have the taste of bile in her mouth she'd kiss him. Instead she just nods and looks down at John in his arm.]

That gray hair of yours was, though... [Wraps an arm around him when he speaks in a whisper.] Something good came out of it. That's what matters, right?

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fuguepenance November 21 2009, 18:21:56 UTC
Actually, its a dye. I'm under estimated if people assume I'm past my prime. [He rests his head on hers and shuts his eyes.] Yes but, I wish you hadn't had to go through hell.

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beautifulalias November 22 2009, 04:06:20 UTC
It's very convincing... [She reaches up to twirl a gray hair around her finger, trying to act like she was alright.] I guess neither of us could catch a break, huh?

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fuguepenance November 26 2009, 03:05:19 UTC
Isn't it just? They never can tell the difference. [He doesn't answer her at first. He's trying to think of now and not what he saw or what he knows she probably got to see.] No, we didn't. It doesn't have to be that way now lass.

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beautifulalias November 26 2009, 07:18:33 UTC
Fooled me, even... [Her words were dying as she only leaned into him. He was her pillar of stability and God help everyone else if that was taken away from her. God help even her.] I quite like what we have now; do you?

[Naturally it's never that simple. Like waves on a beach the memories continue to come, big waves becoming smaller...

Sometimes she kept the lights off in her room all day, even as she dressed for the night. Gramps never questioned it, when he already knew the answers to why she did these things and for what purpose. He even knew if she herself didn’t know and she was never curious enough to ask what he thought of it. She was finding herself less and less curious these days. How much weight had she gained today? What tasted horrible and tasted great this time? Which pants were becoming harder to fit into and what shirt would hide the small bulge growing from her midsection the best?

Today she had the lights on, just one- a small lamp off in the corner. It danced shadows around her figure as she stared into the mirror bare as the day she was born. Her breasts were becoming swollen just enough to take notice and her hips were much fuller than they had been three months ago. Arms crossed under her chest she stared and stared at what she was becoming and what she would become in six months. As she stared she cursed, teeth grinding in leashed angry. The fire in her soul burned at her, begging to be set free and cause mayhem. She hated this child- this whatever it was, whatever a bastard’s child could be. She hated it so much for ruining her life. How dare it show up- what were the odds of being knocked up after one round of push and pray? Looking at her prospects death was becoming fancy to her.

Nails dug into her stomach and she wanted to continue to dig until she reached what had stopped her from moving on and forgetting this horror. Yet instead she only dug hard enough to draw red lines across her skin. Lavi fell to her knees and covered her face with two hands, growing ill at the woman in the mirror.]

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fuguepenance November 26 2009, 07:49:39 UTC
[While that had been what had been...he knew that wasn't the truth now. He only makes a sound of agreement, pressing his lips to her forehead.] Yes, I like what we have now.

[Ripples released are always brought back or so they say.

Missions weren't always as bad as they could have been. In this modern world he got to see some sights that were beautiful and tranquil. Roughing it was something he'd come not to mind. The stars at night in forested areas were glorious. He could lay back and feel small again. Insignificant in the scheme of life.

he'd bathe in a river in the mornings on days like that, for the first time in his life at peace. Drying off in the morning sun wasn't bad. Not that he minded being naked anyways. It was simple again like his life had been...when? He couldn't remember. It didn't matter he told himself as he rose to get his clothes.

Then decided against it and lay out by the river bank. A nap was in order first.]

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beautifulalias November 26 2009, 08:08:28 UTC
[The memory makes her cheeks red, but she feels modesty is unbecoming of her. Of who she once was. Still, she blushes and smiles, reaching up to tuck a few strands of hair behind his ear.]

I should have known you'd be the type to show off what you have.

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