"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell"
Sah grinned, a small burst of laughter coming from him before he replied. "Of course. I should have guessed. Though revenge is certainly a valid reason." In all honesty, Sah had pursued revenge in the past himself. It had been satisfying to see it come to pass. Mabel certainly had the presence of an angry revenge-bent teen. It made Sah wonder about just what drove her thirst for justice. But she was too much of a stranger for him to ask something so personal. "Just don't forget to plan for what comes after you've succeeded. You'll only have let them destroy you if destroy you're own future in the process. Besides that..." Sah's grin turned feral. "Give 'em hell." sah
There stood the wolf in the winter wind
Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie |
{SE} A place of grief
For Mabel |
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the Wild Thunder
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03-31-2021, 01:52 PM
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03-31-2021, 03:49 PM
MABEL Mabel very rarely said anything funny, and deigned to furrow and pinch her features together in a distinct frown as the round of laughter pierced through. She’d meant what she said, and couldn’t fathom why it had orchestrated chuckles and mirth. Did he not think she was capable?
Because she was. Or, would be, given enough time and training. Given enough weapons and opportunities. Would take down her sister’s killer. Would make them pay. How hadn’t exactly been thought out or arranged, but the Ascended youth figured it would all come together in some way, shape, or form. And when the opportunity came, then she’d strike – to and through the heart. She continued to scrutinize him in her queenly pose, however, on the finishing statements. Because she hadn’t thought about thereafter. “Oh.” She leaned back a little, cocking her head, arms folding over her chest. “I could just take more of them out.” Them – enemies, adversaries, those who didn’t follow the call of the Voice. If you dig under my feet You will find things that you don't want to see the Wild Thunder
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04-11-2021, 04:23 AM
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04-11-2021, 10:18 AM
MABEL That same lofty positioned maintained itself on her juvenile features; all the more implored into their seditious efforts by the weight of his question. Perhaps he didn’t know. Perhaps his head had been lodged along the snow in Halo, and he’d missed the abhorrence, the hatred, the wrath, and the contempt stirring again. Maybe because Mabel had been in the crossfire of LongNight, or listening to the meetings at hand, she’d been made aware of inklings outside these mournful gallows and honeysuckle flowers. “Haven’t you heard?” Quiet, but with a depth of eerie, enigmatic quandaries, as if she were the witch conjuring it all – when she too would be merely a pawn if she couldn’t get her act together. “War is coming.”
But his next inkling set her back some, so that the eldritch containments lost their edge with the weight of her brows furrowing in thought. It wasn’t something she’d considered; young, intrepid, emboldened, but applying strategy and notions only to where she saw fit. “I don’t have many friends,” she uttered, maybe more a whisper in the opulence; not certain she wanted this stranger to hear that. Aamu and Azrael were certainly companions, with Henry…somewhere, and she was uncertain about where other Ascended fell in the shape of it all. Then again, Mabel had never really tried to find allies. On a tilt of her head, eyes lingering back up to survey the grounds, the petals softly stirred by the gentle evening breeze, she had to wonder out loud again. “Do you?” Did Outlanders find it easier? Joining together because they didn't know what they were doing a majority of the time? If you dig under my feet You will find things that you don't want to see the Wild Thunder
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04-20-2021, 02:59 AM
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04-20-2021, 11:38 AM
MABEL It was a rarity – but once Sah’s description lofted into the air – she laughed. It wasn’t melodic, it wasn’t sublime, but it wasn’t wretched either – something conjured in the depths of solitude and ill will, mocking and diplomatic all in the same breadth. Not towards him, but everything in general, by the statements pressed against her ears, by the state of things spent and sent amidst this galley of mourning flowers and decadent shadow. Then she leaned in closer, eerie all the more, her smile twisted into something eldritch and fiendish. “The Old will always be afraid of the New. Because we are better, grander, and greater.” Improved, capable, without pain, without torment, without the need for anything but the Voice. And their Vi, their Mort, their precious Rae, had been threatened by what she could do.
How absolutely wonderful. The smirk deepened, the tilt of her head following suit. “You’re human too. And you’ll do the same. We all will.” She hummed under her breath. “You’ll have a choice, and that will be that.” Fights and onslaughts – a history due to be repeated. Then it was gone, neutral stance in her composition, in the way she still owned and occupied the stone bench. That he didn’t have any friends either didn’t help her cause, and she nearly frowned, irritated by the lack of assisting nuances. Eventually, she could only shrug her shoulders, cross her arms over her chest. “Maybe it’ll just happen.” Which sounded like lack of effort on her part – but unless it consisted of vengeance and some dominion of how to gain more power, more persuasion, the youth was relatively idle. If you dig under my feet You will find things that you don't want to see the Wild Thunder
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04-23-2021, 09:26 PM
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04-24-2021, 11:00 PM
MABEL “If you say so,” she remarked offhandedly, as if the motion, the notion, didn’t bother her at all. And it didn’t – handwaved away on paltry, trifle, trivial pursuits. Let him have his delusions. Maybe she wasn’t fully human any longer either. Perhaps it didn’t matter in the long run, when they were all parted and placed, when drums roared in the back of their minds, and their worlds imploded.
Then she sat back again, mildly piqued that he hadn’t risen to her bait – which was too bad, because she could guess and estimate others would’ve shown their hackles at such ventures and statements. Instead, he happened to round over into something that still brought her a weight of uncertainty – not in her faith, but in her abilities, in her efforts, in her time. Mild bouts of the trepidation came out in the intermingling of her fingers, twitching and folding over one another, clasped together in her lap, and then not, back and forth. “Yes, when I first Ascended.” When she and Evelyn had come begging on their hands and knees, when they’d buried the last of their family, when they’d heard their last god damned oath to the Old ones sputtered out and vacant from the lips of their parents. “But not since.” Which made her wonder, vaguely, if she was worthy. “Perhaps I’m not deserving enough yet.” But it wouldn’t cease or bind her determination. She’d simply try again. “And you?” Mabel added, shrugging the attention away from her. “Have they paid attention to your Abandoned existence?” If you dig under my feet You will find things that you don't want to see the Wild Thunder
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05-07-2021, 10:45 PM
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05-09-2021, 05:41 PM
MABEL Had the Voice saved his life? What an interesting thought. “Maybe you were a mistake,” and she lingered there, in the threads of the potential onslaught, domineering and haughty, superior and seditious. “But now you have to find a way to live with it.” Choose his path, riddle and ramble down through the corridors, either in distaste or disaster; it mattered little to her. She muffled a hollow little laugh, impudent and proud, at the way his voice altered, changed. What will you do with your rage? she wondered, but not out loud. That’d be for another time, another place.
Her eyes flickered to the horizon, now beginning its gentle glow. Before long it would be morning, and the darkness would thread away, leaving her vulnerable. Eventually, she’d be strong enough to withstand some proportion of its midst. Just not now. “I must be going,” she prospered abruptly, and with little explanation, standing from the stone bench, an eldritch, ethereal being in the mourning essence of the world and wake. “Good luck,” was an offering, but clearly had little well wishes behind its tone. Then she drifted, out and away, leaving Sah to his own devices, just as he’d snagged before. {FIN} If you dig under my feet You will find things that you don't want to see | ||||
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