ADAM
it's not a cry for help, it's just a cry for connection.
The harsh whip of her words made Adam flinch as if he'd been struck and he stayed perfectly still after that in a way only the Ascended could, not breathing, not doing anything, just listening to what she said and trying to come up with any kind of answer to any of it. It didn't sound like the woman he'd known before he'd gone; she'd been a devout follower of the Old Gods, yes, but she'd had empathy, wanted to make things work, disliked the harsh zealots that took over the faith.
"...I guess I've just worked out you're not Ama, either, then." He said quietly, finally picking up his head. "She'd stop talking about all this meaningless shit and see what matters is that we're here together, but I guess while I was gone that girl left. Those fucking Gods won't give a damn if you're not useful to them anymore, Ama. The second you dare to say anything they don't like, they'll be gone, and..." Gods, what was the point? Adam had never convinced anyone away from their beliefs with his words, not really, and the wound she'd just inflicted on his heart was so heavy he couldn't even try to pretend he'd try make another move ever again. Shoulders slumping, he shook his head. The Gods took everything away, and it seemed they'd taken away Amalia now, before they'd even had a chance to see what they could be together. Quietly, defeated, he asked: "...Can y'at least take me somewhere I can walk home from? I know I'm a disgusting fucking machine or whatever, but I'd still rather not get lost in a swamp." i'd trade my life and health, to make people pay attention. I'd sacrifice myself for the sake of entertainment. |
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Smuggler's Liaison
Age: 36 | Height: 6'3" | Race: Ascended | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 5 - Strg: 17 - Dext: 19 - Endr: 17 - Luck: 12 - Int:
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Baker ✓
Age: 30 | Height: 5'6 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Stormbreak Level: 5 - Strg: 49 - Dext: 45 - Endr: 52 - Luck: 49 - Int: JYOTI - Mythical - Starwhale (Humpback)
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03-18-2021, 08:01 PM
no amount of guilt can change the past && no amount of anxiety can change the future
Every accusation he slings is added to her armor. She does not - cannot - find the truth in it, because she has made her choice. Safrin's warning - Choose Vi - ring through her like an echo, and she wraps herself in the reminder that what she's doing is right. "I'm still Amalia," is her quiet answer, spine stiffening with defensive pride, "But a better version. One chosen by Vi. It's something you can't understand."
Part of her wants very much to leave him there, because she knows that with each second comes another chance of breaking her resolve. But she nods, curyly, her vision blurred with tears, and takes a step towards Adam. "Turn around-" and what happens next is such an ugly, twisted facsimile of their earlier reunion that it nearly breaks her entirely. Slender, muscular arms wrap around Adam, her small body pressed against his in what could have been ( --and then they're skyborne, moving faster than any mortal creature could, back towards Torchline's distant shores. Amalia
Smuggler's Liaison
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03-18-2021, 09:51 PM
the Archangel
Baker ✓
Age: 30 | Height: 5'6 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Stormbreak Level: 5 - Strg: 49 - Dext: 45 - Endr: 52 - Luck: 49 - Int: JYOTI - Mythical - Starwhale (Humpback)
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03-19-2021, 06:48 PM
no amount of guilt can change the past && no amount of anxiety can change the future
She does feel uncomfortable, but not just because of what he is. Even though they travel like a bullet through the air, Amalia feels every second, painfully aware of her heart beating against him, her tail wrapped around his legs. To be so close to everything she wanted, and yet kept back so far-- it aches more than her wings, more than anything. This should be a moment of triumph, of joy. Just a half-inch closer and her face would be nestled within his hair - and gods, how she wants it, wants to stop and land and tell him she was wrong, that she regrets it, that she loves him and always will.
In another world, in another life, things would be different than they are. But in this world, today? They are broken, destined to once more drift apart. She lands as gently as she can given his longer limbs, still trying not to hurt him despite the pain she's already caused. Silently Amalia unhands Adam, taking a step away and letting her arms drop down to her sides. She looks exhausted, older, as though that journey alone aged her by five years and two diseases. But no, it's just one heartbreak. "I'm sorry." She isn't sure if he'll turn to look at her, or if she wants him to. "I'm sorry I couldn't save you. One day... one way or another, I'm going to free you, Adam. Free all of you. So you can be whole again." Amalia
Smuggler's Liaison
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