random event A large bang, the sound of shattering glass and thuds come from outside. It’s strong enough to almost feel a vibration, and the sharp whistling of the wind barrages against the temple’s walls and doors. And then it’s silent, quiet and surprisingly steady, until there’s almost enough quiet outside to hear a pin drop. That is… until — ”DEIMOS. OPEN THE DOOR.” A shrill trill of demand comes from the other side. Could it be? He would know this voice anywhere. His wife, the Shield. Has she gone outside? She’s nowhere to be found indoors. Could it be? Come and get her Deimos. |
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06-16-2020, 09:15 PM
the Resurrected Sword
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06-16-2020, 09:38 PM
We're lost in the space between who we are and all that we're trying to be Deimos was beyond capable of his own self-torture, winding and weaving its way through his soul, puncturing and piercing any determination, any machination, any calculation he’d had to spare over LongNight’s debacle. Already he’d been declared ignorant and ineffective, and in the years where he’d drawn from power, from precision, from fortitude, from the cold, barbaric void, he’d thought himself somewhat capable. Had it been arrogance? Or was the faith he put in himself misplaced? DEIMOS
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06-16-2020, 10:02 PM
the Resurrected Sword
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06-16-2020, 10:22 PM
We're lost in the space between who we are and all that we're trying to be Couldn’t hear him? Couldn’t hear him? He shook with some inconceivable rage, a festering, blinding thing combined with the course of grief and the outline of irreverence. He listened, he stood against those outcrops and waited for some other ax to fall, the grinding sentiments of claws rasping down the panes. She would answer him readily via their bond, she always had. But gods, the temptation to open those doors again, simply because of misgivings, of doubts, of all his other failures rankled and spurred, galvanized and scraped. He ached and he hurt and he wanted to crawl into a hole and never return. “You are not my wife,” he echoed against the bellows. She’d get in on her own. She’d be strong. She’d be capable. She’d be holy and divine. Her dreamfish would save. Her staff would blur into crimson voids. DEIMOS
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06-16-2020, 11:15 PM
the Resurrected Sword
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Age: 34 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 74 - Dext: 74 - Endr: 75 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
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06-16-2020, 11:38 PM
We're lost in the space between who we are and all that we're trying to be The world rattled against him, listening to the cries that sounded like her, listening to the void that rushed in between. He’d already lost Rexanna, and he couldn’t lose her, and a portion of him just wanted all of the torture to stop. To be released from this damned hell, this cursed flames, this bombardment of artifice and terror. For all his strength and might, for all the fortitude and violence, he couldn’t withstand this – the mind games, the monster’s wails beyond the door, beyond the vessels, beyond the eclipse. He would’ve preferred a thousand knives immersed into his frame, he would’ve preferred hordes of armies bearing down on him, than the tangible agony gripping his heart. DEIMOS
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06-17-2020, 12:10 AM
the Resurrected Sword
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06-17-2020, 12:31 AM
We're lost in the space between who we are and all that we're trying to be His heartbeat stuttered, quaked in his chest; right and justified in his stubbornness, in his petulance, for the moment. He didn’t feel like he’d won, because the echoes still crashed and wailed against his spine, the ultimatums drawn into flares, the clenching of his jaw as he sat inside, listening to the drones of the wind, to the inscriptions of monsters. They’d found his weaknesses twice in the span of mere hours, and the vulnerability, the aches, the pains, wouldn’t recede - outside and safe - until she simply wasn’t. DEIMOS
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