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I had to be... I have to be..

Jan 22, 2009 21:31

Delirium closed her eyes and inhaled.

Well, I mean... what I mean is, what are you?She remembered... she remembered hiding under blue-green table cloths so dark that they were almost black but were soft and safe. Her secret place to hide under when all the stars looked at her with burning eyes and saw her, saw things she didn't want them to see. ( Read more... )

morgan le fay, moril, cameron mitchell, delirium, lew ashby, frank ginsberg, bridge carson, trance gemini, daemon sadi, sonya blade-hasashi, daniel faraday, dani reese

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refugeforlosers January 23 2009, 08:59:09 UTC

The ocean kept Frank sane here, so much so he wasn't sure what he'd do without it. It was peace, total utter peace, just him and an endless expanse of water. He went in it two, three times a day. More if he felt particularly grey that day.

Padding from the shoreline, he toweled himself dry, shaking his head to get the water droplets out of his eyes. He'd decided earlier to stop hiding the scars on his wrists. The ocean didn't mind and that was all that really mattered here. Part of him wished he'd decided sooner.

When he spotted Del he gave her small smile. He resisted going over at first but company could be hard to find on the island sometimes. Pulling a t-shirt over his damp chest, he approached her, gesturing at the sand beside her.

"This patch taken?"

endlessdel January 23 2009, 09:59:27 UTC

She considered all the answers of ownership, all the space and property and poetry before she looked at Frank and shook her head.

"No, it is not taken which means that I would enjoy the pleasure of your company Frank. Even if you did not bring me tribute but the water on your skin," Del said touching the space beside her in indication that he could sit down with her. She ran her fingertips over the scars around her wrists, touching them thoughtfull as if she couldn't remember putting them there. "Was the water wet and delightful?"

refugeforlosers January 23 2009, 13:40:40 UTC

Even if he hadn't just come from the ocean, Frank wouldn't have had much in the way of tribute to give her. Unless she liked laptops or theses on Proust. He perched next to her, arms hooked over pulled up knees and couldn't help but see the scars.

Frank would have been the last person to go to a self-help group with others who'd failed at suicide; in fact, he would have gone out of his way to avoid them. But with Del, he'd always felt strangely calm, even if she was simply in the same room as him, and he wasn't unaware of the irony of that.

"An apt description," he agreed, dipping his head in a nod. "Less delightful when its trapped in your ear though." Prodding it with a finger hadn't helped so now he sat with his head permanently cocked, waiting for his body to right itself.

endlessdel January 24 2009, 22:49:47 UTC

"It is," Del said before looking at him seriously. Del touched the back of his neck, forcing his head forward before moving it to the side and then rolled back to the other side. That usually worked in getting water out of ears, Barnabas had told her that once when he'd been in a more talkative mood. "Is that better? Hmm, well just be glad that you're not carrying two kicking, squirming bundles of delight. They're much worse then water trapped in ears."

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fallen_ancient January 23 2009, 10:03:42 UTC

Of all the people Morgan expected to find meditating on the beach, Delirium might well have been the last. Yet here she sat, radiant and pregnant, and apparently saner than usual by the regulation of her breathing. She supposed that might be a leap for most, but were Delirium not having a sane spell, her thoughts would be reeling, her eyes shifting behind her eyelids, her breathing erratic.

No, Morgan felt confident she had grown saner with the babes, and it made it a certain level of sense. The twins grounded her, providing an internal anchor for her madness. That certainty gave her comfort in approaching and settling beside the timelessly young woman in the position Timothy called a lotus.

"I have found it helps my students to have a mental image that reflects the serenity they are trying to achieve."

endlessdel January 23 2009, 10:15:42 UTC

Del opened her eyes, turning to glance at Morgan before smiling delightfully at her. She adjusted her position, moving slightly so that she was more comfortable before taking a deep, calming breath.

"I suppose then that would either be my realm reordered as it was before, with the sundial working and my gallery no longer lost. Or a image of myself. But then I don't know exactly who that is right now," Del said quietly, thoughtfully as she considered what she concentrated on. It wasn't nothingness, or the order and patterns hidden in chaos- maybe she was just thinking about herself. She had heard it was a human preoccupation. "What is yours?"

fallen_ancient January 26 2009, 03:56:45 UTC

"I know very little about your realm," Morgan said, head tilting thoughtfully while she tried to imagine somewhere Delirium would call home. Would've called home, when she was Delight. So engrossed was she that she almost missed Delirium's question.

"It is not my custom to tell what I use for focus. Like names, such things have power. But you may know that I use the concept of a mirror, and when it is perfect and I may see myself in it, then my mind is still."

endlessdel January 28 2009, 00:03:26 UTC

"You wouldn't want to, not many people come out of my realm with their minds in tact. Even Dream was stupid to enter my realm without his helm," Del said simply remembering how angry she had been at the time with him. How she could have turned him inside and out until he was stuck in an eternal loop of madness. She could have done that to him, her own brother- her family always underestimated her just because she was the youngest. Well Dream knew now to be wary. She could be sane if she had to be and he knew that. "I don't know who I'd see if I used a mirror."

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findaconstant January 23 2009, 13:58:32 UTC

Dan is on the beach as well, doing what he does - pacing along the shore, staring out toward the horizon, squinting, thinking.

The world, back home, is going on without him. Yeah, there's another him, but it's not him, because he's here. That's how Cable explained it, anyway. Dan's not sure he's buying it anymore. The improbability of -

He laughs to himself, breaking off his own thought before he can complete it. Improbability. Is there even such a thing anymore?

A few seconds pass before he catches sight of Delirium out of the corner of his eye, and he gives her a small nod of acknowledgment.

endlessdel January 24 2009, 22:43:07 UTC

"Hello new person who lives in the basement with my Asher," Del said greeting the man with a small wave. It's a human gesture of greeting and she wished that one day she would stop thinking of humans as them but she can't. She will always be Delirium unless she changed and even then she would always be Endless. "Would you like to sit with me? It's very relaxing."

findaconstant January 28 2009, 02:19:48 UTC

He returns the wave. "Hi, person who I've seen before but never spoken to," he says, with the slightest hint of a grin.

Then: "Sure."

And so, he sits next to her.

"My name's Daniel. Daniel Faraday."

endlessdel January 28 2009, 22:31:38 UTC

"I'm not sure who I am right now. Normally I'm Delirium but sometimes I'm not and sometimes I'm who I was before I was Delirium. Now, I'm just Del, I think. Maybe," Del said with a smile. She felt like Charlie who was not her brother but liked fruit and zen. "Daniel is a lovely name. Dream, my brother, his name is that too. Daniel. Before that he was Morpheus but he died."

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lt_blade January 24 2009, 02:45:07 UTC

The beach was a mixed package for Sonya. It reminded her of the beach on Shang Tsung's island, where the death trap of a tournament took place, but she could never seem to get used to how peaceful it was, how blue the sky and ocean were.

Sonya had taken off her socks and sneakers, enjoying the feel of the sand on her bare feet when she saw a red headed woman meditating on the beach.

"Back in the states, a lot of people pay good money for noise makers that mimic the sound of the ocean." This was possibly one of the few times on the island that she was 'Sonya' not 'Lieutenant Blade', but the line between them was blurry.

endlessdel January 24 2009, 22:47:02 UTC

"Then they are absurd, I find it more relaxing listening to the sounds of a noisy city then to the silence of the ocean. Oceans are cold and heartless, cities are alive." Del said with a small smile as she thought about home and the chaotic noise that drove people mad. She'd come though to get away from people, well not people- Asher. Asher and his overprotective, panic driven, must protect Del ways. She loved him as she loved everyone but sometimes she would be quite happy playing in his blood rather then playing with him.

lt_blade January 25 2009, 01:14:51 UTC

"I wouldn't call them soothing, but they're more distracting." The traffic, the shooting, people talking, it was all more preferable to dead silence. The nightmares of what might happen if her friends were to fail, and Shao Kahn were to conquer Earthrealm-she was sure she couldn't handle the frightened screams or the silence of a dead realm.

From where she stood, she could easily see that the woman was pregnant, and relatively healthy. It was just another sign that this place wasn't Outworld.

endlessdel January 28 2009, 00:26:07 UTC

When a realm was as noisy as hers was, with millions upon millions of people crying and begging for attention- the bustle of a city was normal and relaxing compared to what she was used to. Here, it was far too quiet for her but she was coping, she had to for their sake.

"I don't distract easily. Well, that's not true but sounds don't distract me. Things that aren't there do however." Del said with a smile. "Well normally at least."

daemonsadist January 25 2009, 07:19:27 UTC

If Daemon was a smart man, he would have paid attention to where he was going. Well, Daemon was a smart man, but with his mind occupied elsewhere, he wasn't paying attention to those inconsequential things about watching where he was stepping. Yes, Surreal was here but Daemon still felt very much alone. Knowing duty lay elsewhere was not an easy burden for the man to carry. Not in the slightest.

And it was thus that Daemon found himself on that stretch of beach, walking and staring out at the water as opposed to keeping his eyes on where he was going. A few seconds later and he would have trampled her. As it was, he knew he connected with her in some way before he pushed himself out of the way, going sprawling in the soft sand.

Quick stops in sand do not work so well. Sitting up and shaking the sand from his hair, Daemon issued an apology. "My mistake. Should've watched where I was going. My apologies."

endlessdel January 25 2009, 08:34:55 UTC

"I would turn you inside out human, until your bones were on the outside and all you could see was layers of muscle and flesh and all you could hear were the muffled screams of your torment." Del said almost hissing at the contact. True he had only hit her legs and not her stomach but that still didn't stop of her-both of her- from feeling hurt and angry and worried all in one go. Delirium ran her hand over her stomach, measuring her pulse and trying to slow it down before she collapsed or panicked. "You have eyes in your head use them or you will never feel a moment of delight or happiness again."