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A Hill in Sceval, Several Minutes After the Call, Eeeearly Saturday Morning, Fandom Time

Feb 01, 2014 02:32

The lightening sky wasn't doing anyone any favors. It just brought the slaughter out in stark relief. The pale white bodies seemed to glow, inevitably drawing one's eyes. It was impossible to pretend that they were just sleeping. The signs of violence were too numerous to ignore ( Read more... )

who: dinah laurel lance, who: raven roth, canon catch-up, who: lucivar yaslana, [kaetien], who needs portalocity?, who: the kindred, who: momoko akatsutsumi, what: the cavalry rides again, event: unicorns!, who: karla, who: warren kenneth worthington iii, teal deer crossing, who: hannibal lecter, where: sceval, who: jaenelle angelline, who: swift, who: jonothon evan starsmore, altering canon because i can, who: eleanor lamb, who: jaime reyes, who: emma grace frost, who: andrew ender wiggin, use *all* the tags?, who: ben skywalker, little terreille is also f-ed up, kaeleer never gets nice things, who: saetan sadiablo, nfb, who: jack priest, terreille is f-ed up, we are in the *shit* now aren't we?, who: mercy thompson, conversations i don't know about

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For Other Things glacial_queen February 1 2014, 07:37:55 UTC

Because it's 2:30 in the morning and I've almost certainly forgotten things to add!

Feel free to make your own subthreads here.

Re: For FOOD heromaniac February 1 2014, 23:36:57 UTC

Taking a small moment to gather herself, Momoko was hovering in a clearing and going through her pockets for snacks. She always carried some, and now she needed the extra energy.

[Willing to share if you like candy and snack cakes!]

Searching for Lost Foals bitten_notshy February 2 2014, 03:22:41 UTC

After his run-in with the Terrelians, Jack moved a bit away from the fight to lick his wounds and catch his breath. He stumbled across a yearling unicorn hidden in a shallow dip in the land, and a shiver of a power unlike any he'd ever felt before went up his spine.

Instinctively, he knew not to trespass into that hallowed ground. The young unicorn watched him with terrified eyes as he circled around it, looking for wounds. He found nothing.

Hours more passed as he looked for any other foals who might be hidden away. It came to him slowly and dimly as he trotted across torn human bodies that any of the unicorns who had reached these places had, at worst, minor cuts or scratches.

He kept looking anyhow, ignoring the throbbing in his side, ignoring his thirst and the overwhelming stench of death in his nostrils.

He was very glad that wolves could not cry.

Searching for Jaenelle trigons_child February 2 2014, 03:48:29 UTC

Utterly exhausted from hours of healing, Raven wandered, almost in a daze, one thought in her mind. She had to find Jaenelle. She remembered Agio and what Jaenelle had done there. she didn't want to see that again -- or the same behavior from herself.

There were so many emotions around them that it was hard to sort out one person. She tried to clear her mind and reach out with her empathy to find a distinctive source of rage or sorrow, but she was so tired. So tired that she thought she was staring to see things, like the unicorn standing in front of her, who looked like she was made of moonlight and mist, with dark eyes as old as the land. It took her a minute to realize she could see through her.

"Are you...?" she said.

Re: Searching for Jaenelle kindrednotkind February 2 2014, 04:11:03 UTC

*Gone,* said the caressing, feminine voice. *Gone long and long ago. And never gone. Come, Healer. My sister needs a friend now.*

Re: Searching for Jaenelle trigons_child February 2 2014, 04:14:59 UTC

Raven followed the unicorn Queen until they reached a circle of low, evenly spaced stones. In the center, a great stone horn rose up from the land. An old, deep power filled the circle.

"I can not go there," Raven said, uncertain. "This feels as if it is a sacred place for your kind. It is not my right."

Re: Searching for Jaenelle kindrednotkind February 2 2014, 04:33:38 UTC

*An honored place,* the unicorn replied. "They are nearby. She grieves for what she could not save. You must make her see what she did save."

The mare stepped into the stone circle. As she approached the great stone horn, she faded until she disappeared, but the feeling of being watched by dark eyes as old as the land remained.

The air to Raven's right shimmered and a veil she hadn't known was there vanished.

Re: Searching for Jaenelle trigons_child February 2 2014, 05:04:33 UTC

Raven clamped her hands over her mouth to hold back a scream. The carnage she'd seen so far was gruesome enough, but this was especially horrific. Kaetien had been butchered. The invaders had cut off his legs, his tail, even his genitals. They'd sliced open his belly, cut off his head, and severed his horn. But the unicorn's dark eyes still held a fiery intelligence ( ... )

Re: Searching for Jaenelle changeable_eyes February 2 2014, 05:11:42 UTC

Recognition came slowly. "Raven? R-Raven?" Jaenelle threw herself into Raven's arms, the quiet tears becoming hysterical weeping. Katien's horn scraped Raven's back as she clung to her.

Re: Searching for Jaenelle trigons_child February 2 2014, 05:18:35 UTC

It took some doing, but Raven pulled up every bit of warmth and comfort and hope within her as she held Jaenelle, and sent it to her. While they'd fought and bled and healed all day, Jaenelle had been here, locked in her sorrow and pain.

She stroked her blood-matted hair. "We must leave this place," she said. "Come with me, please?"

Re: Searching for Jaenelle changeable_eyes February 2 2014, 05:26:02 UTC

"B-B-But I can't just leave him like this!" Jaenelle wailed, clinging to the emotions Raven was feeding her. "He's my oldest friend! The first friend I made in Kaeleer!"

Before Saetan. Before Lucivar. Before Karla and Morton and the rest of the coven and boyos, there had been Katien.

Re: Searching for Jaenelle trigons_child February 2 2014, 05:34:27 UTC

"I know," Raven said, her heart breaking. She couldn't heal the demon-dead.

"There is nothing you can do here now. But many others still live, and they are worried about you. So are Lord Saetan and Prince Lucivar. Let us go to them, so we might decide what to do next."

She had no idea what, if anything, could be done for Kaetien. She hoped Saetan might have an answer for that.

Re: Searching for Jaenelle kindrednotkind February 2 2014, 05:38:36 UTC

*Go with Lady Raven now.* Katien's eyes still held intelligence and compassion. *Let go of your grief. You still have one task more and then I can rest.*

There should have been something there, a whine or a whinny or a shake of his head, but he no longer had the parts for such a display.

*Leave me here. With the Old One. I will not be alone.*

Re: Searching for Jaenelle changeable_eyes February 2 2014, 05:41:29 UTC

Still crying, Jaenelle allowed Raven to help her to her shaky feet. She kissed Katien, right where his alicorn once was and then set his head down. "I'm ready," she said, voice hoarse. She clutched his horn so tightly her knuckles were white. "Bring me to...wherever I need to be."

Re: Searching for Jaenelle trigons_child February 2 2014, 05:50:43 UTC

Raven said a silent prayer for Kaetien, then whispered to the unicorn, "I am sorry." She didn't know what else to say. She could, at least, send him a gentle pulse of comfort and love.

Wrapping an arm around Jaenelle's shoulders, she led her out of the stone circle.

Getting Answers not_a_parakeet February 2 2014, 03:52:38 UTC

From above, there was very little that Warren couldn't see. He noted every body laid flat, the way the red stained the meadows. He could see Ladvarian and Mercy herding the foals to somewhere safer, Kaelas ripping a man apart, could see Hannibal riding toward the thick of the violence on the back of a unicorn.

And he could see one man, one Blood man, running for his life.

That was the one he singled out, that was the man that Warren dove for, a scream in his throat and his bladed Eyrien sticks outstretched. He didn't have a Jewel of his own, but that hardly mattered as he collided into the male, sending him sprawling, winded and unable to stand again on a pair of legs that he'd broken neatly upon impact.

Warren found his footing at the same moment as the old stallion with the broken horn charged the man.

"Wait!"

The stallion wheeled on Warren, reared, challenging the human that would dare protect this human who had killed so many of his Brothers and Sisters ( ... )

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