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Post by Elaina on Aug 3, 2015 12:47:32 GMT -6
Elaina remained quiet and unsure. Never in her life had she felt such a silence as this, her entire body was weightless and almost... lifeless. The Gemsbok kintu's odd eyes flickered from side to side but she could see nothing. Her wide ears rotated slowly, listening carefully for the slightest of changes but nothing, not even her own heart beat broke this eerie silence. Her eyes began to tire from the bright and evasive light that surrounded her so she closed them, not knowing how long she had been suspended in this place and now, she simply didn't care.
With her eyes closed it was much more peaceful here, the white no longer seared her eyes but instead memories flickered onto the backs of her eye lids. Some were peaceful, others were of war and hard times. She had taken many lives, so many deserved better than the fate she'd given them but of course there was little she could do about this now. At the time it was all she could do to survive and keep her flock alive as well....
Where were they? she thought, eyes shooting open. The blinding white light promptly forcing her to shut them again. Of course the next memory was unpleasant as well. They were fleeing the human she called Henderson who had turned their small settlement into a warzone. It was no longer a safe place for her or her flock... but the Mountain trails were treacherous... One of her flock had called out in fear and the snow and ice had come crashing down around them... Was that were she was now? trapped in the snow under the mountain pass? Elaina tried to raise her cloven hooved hands but found no matter how much she strained her muscles would not bring her hand to her face. Opening her mouth she attempted to call her her flock but she couldn't even accomplish opening her mouth, it was as if her body was no longer under her control, it was motionless. She was stuck there, suspended in the harsh white expanse, unable to move, unable to speak. Only her eyelids obeyed her...
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Valourie
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Post by Valourie on Aug 3, 2015 15:43:31 GMT -6
'Poor thing' She thought, her heart throbbed for the creature. She could see the Oryx in it's true form with the Humanity aside And in a blurred overlap, she could see the Kintu. A beautiful woman with a hardened heart. She recognized the kindred in Elaina. They were the same deep down. Protective Guardians over their loved ones. Fighters only because they had to be, Because that's the way they were raised, by their environment. She reminded Valourie of life as an Amazon, before the war killed her off and sent her to Valhalla. Valourie frowned at the thought of being Dead. 400 years later and the thought still pained her deep within.
But this wasn't about her.
This was about the Oryx. The Gemsbok that found her way to the Aether. Trapped. And Valourie was called to her side, pulled along by her human heartstrings. Bound by Human feelings and regrets. The Valkyrie pulled the mask over her face showing only her yellow eyes and stitched lips opening her wings she stepped into the light before Elaina. She tried not to startle her, but with the blinding light and her sudden appearance she knew it wasn't likely to appear gently at first. And Valourie was a somewhat appalling image. 'Shhh, Calm down... I won't hurt you.' She thought, reaching out with her Empathy, desperate to sooth her somehow. 'I'm a Friend.'
Hundreds of times she'd ferried the Dead to Valhalla and it never became easier, Armageddon, Apocalypse, Ragnarok, She'd seen them all in her Short Four Centuries of Afterlife and nothing made coping with Death easier. Like Vija, Elaina was sure to be Abrasive for awhile. Resentful, and Lethargic... but she'd come around eventually.
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Post by Elaina on Aug 3, 2015 16:32:37 GMT -6
The kintu female heard a voice, her ears flicked back and then forward but she couldn't hear foot falls or breathing even, she still heard nothing around her. Was it in her head? she wondered furrowing her brows. After a moment of reflection she opened her eyes, straining and willing them to open but after a few blinks she closed them, laughing to herself. "I'm losing my mind now too" she thought to herself, her eyes were playing tricks, she thought she saw wings when they were open. "how long have I been here, I suppose the last thing to go would be my stubborn mind" she thought half sarcastically. the word "friend" stuck in her mind as previous allies and memories with them flickered past on the back of her eyelids. The thought of friends made her want to laugh, no one had ever relied on her aside from her flock and there was absolutely no one she relied on. "friend, hahaha" she thought wanting to snicker but her face remained motionless along with the rest of her still body.
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Valourie
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Post by Valourie on Aug 3, 2015 16:56:46 GMT -6
Valourie felt the sting of Elaina's doubtful heart. She shrugged it off the best as she could, She was used to it by now, or so she told herself through gritted teeth. The First Stage of Grief was Denial. And Elaina was denying the possibility of Friendship... Or was she already on Stage Two; Pain and Guilt? Valourie could feel the Oryx's longing but she couldn't quite figure out what or who she was longing for. Soon, Elaina would reach the Third Stage of Grief; Anger. And Valourie knew all about Anger. She approached with Caution as she always did, keeping her distance but still trying to instill trust into the newly departed against all odds.
'I am Valourie. The Valkyrie of Fire and Fury. It is my Duty to help you. To ease your Suffering in any way that I can, If you should accept my help or not.'
Valourie smiled, the stitches on her mouth tugging uncomfortably. The Oryx was a fighter, a Proud Warrioress... She would have made someone happy one day. Her life was taken before her time... For a short moment Valorie considered a simple resurrection, Sending the Woman back to the hellish life of a wildling but the thought of prolonging her suffering made Valourie's Human heart ache. She was conflicted as usual. Valourie's afterlife has been less than charming as well. There was no winning. Life was miserable and she had no right to lie and tell the creature that everything was going to be alright in this life or the next. She wanted to comfort her but she knew any comfort she could offer would just be a lie. And as a Guardian Angel and a Proud Amazon,
she promised not to lie.
"Elaina, I am here to help you. And I'm not supposed to give you a choice. I am like you, or at least I was... And I would gladly sacrifice anything in this world or the next to gain your trust. Right now my words don't mean anything to you, but I too had a Family that I would die for. Its one thing to say that you would die for those you love, and it's another thing to go and do it. You and I have the highest Honor of standing true to our word and Sacrificing ourselves for the greater good. Not many can say that with Pride." Val took a breath to continue to speak but she figured her words would be wasted at this point. So she waited for the Oryx to look at her again.
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Post by Elaina on Aug 3, 2015 17:10:52 GMT -6
Elaina remained silent as the voice played tricks with her head, or so she thought at least. 'I swear I've heard this voice before' she thought as she listened. Pride, another word that hit the kintu like a punch to the gut. she wanted to laugh but instead tried to open her eyes again. The light was painful after taking solace in the darkness behind her lids for what felt like hours but was only a few minutes. 'this is some kind of joke' she thought straining to focus her eyes so she could see straight, a blurred figure was in front of her and she still couldnt move her body. Her mind reeled as she wished she could grip her weapons to defend herself and her flock... Her train of thought was broken as she realized she couldn't see them in the vast expanse of white in front of her. Did this winged beast do something with them? she wondered, odd eyes narrowing. Her mind flickered to memories of the avalanche and she let out a sigh.
"am I dead" she finally murmured. Her eyes flashed open as she realized she had actually said that, her vocal chords seemed to be working again. "Am I dead" she repeated, double checking that she hadn't imagined that. Her mouth was as dry as the deadlands and closed it, unhappy with the sensation it gave her. The kintu female attempted to flex her cloven hooved hands but those were still stuck in place, she sighed, still suspended in the vast bright light.
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