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#Post#: 24579--------------------------------------------------
Can I Be Your Memory? [closed, night, 8/6]
By: Kaya Mitsume Date: August 6, 2012, 5:19 pm
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Night fell, and sleep came for most. Two people slept in their
own beds, unknowingly dreaming of one another. Threads tugged
lightly within both of them, bound as they were.
From sleep to dream, both fell into a whirlpool of their own
memories, those shared. Doubt, fear, shame, and jealousy had
begun coloring their bonds vaguely. Magic had bound them, in
many ways, painfully. Now, both psyches and souls were set free
of earthly bonds.
Flying in the blink of an eye, both find themselves standing
together in white marble halls. Torches lit the walls. It
doesn't make it a warmer place. It, in fact, makes it appear
startlingly cold.
Kaya stood in a white linen double chiton. It fits loosely over
her frame, seeming to not reveal much from the front. It is only
obvious once viewed from the side that the dress not nearly so
modest.
It is clasped together with golden twining knots that looked
like thorned roses. The line of her body is clearly shown
through in an inch and half of skin. She has similar cuffing
around her forearms. Clear tattoos appear on her forearms, two
daggers. Her hair is gathered in dark curls on her head, her
eyes lined in kohl and her lips tinted. Her sandals laced up her
calves, also gold in color. Ivy is twined in her hair. A golden
chain wraps her waist, the end dangling along her thigh, another
rose ending it.
Her skin is golden olive, her blue green eyes alive with the
colors of the Aegean. Most every detail of her form is well
manicured and perfectly cared for. There is a polish and
pristine quality about her. She looks not unlike a priestess for
her mother. Her face is wary. It is also obvious she's not
wholly confused about this circumstance. She certainly knows
where they are.
#Post#: 24581--------------------------------------------------
Re: Can I Be Your Memory? [closed, night, 8/6]
By: Miles Parker Date: August 6, 2012, 5:27 pm
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Miles was swept into the hall. He was wearing his usual blazer
and V-neck, but there were some, let's say, off, things about
him. He was taller, for starters, about 6'0'. His glasses were
gone, making his shiny brown eyes glow in the hall. He had a
tattoo of a spider on his forearm, and his voice was deeper.
Much deeper. His once straight hair was once again curly, and he
could hear again. By the gods, he could hear.
He looked around the halls, obviously confused about where he
was, and what he was doing here. He was confused, until he saw
her. His eyes lit up, and his heart started to beat faster. He
didn't say anything, as he didn't think he was supposed to, but
every so often, his eyes would wander back to Kaya.
#Post#: 24583--------------------------------------------------
Re: Can I Be Your Memory? [closed, night, 8/6]
By: Kaya Mitsume Date: August 6, 2012, 5:36 pm
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She could feel his eyes on her. Here, in what amounted to a
dream, it makes her feel less nervous and anxious. It's
acceptable now. Dreams were mutable, like the open water. The
rules weren't the same in dreams. Hypnos followed his own drum.
Her own eyes lifted to his, looking back at him. She can hear
his heart beating faster, and had watched his pupils dilate. She
looked around slowly, still cautious. This place would never be
one of her favorite places. She held out her hand to him,
inviting him to her side. She waited for his questions. Dream
Kaya is far more goddess, and far less teenager.
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Re: Can I Be Your Memory? [closed, night, 8/6]
By: Miles Parker Date: August 6, 2012, 5:40 pm
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When she put her hand out, he took it, slowly, but he took it.
His brown eyes locked on hers. He had a couple of questions, but
he was only going to ask one.
"Where are we?" He asked. He was nervous, but Kaya made that
nervousness dwindle.
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Re: Can I Be Your Memory? [closed, night, 8/6]
By: Kaya Mitsume Date: August 6, 2012, 5:48 pm
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Her ocean eyes looked back at him. "We're in the Halls of the
Fates." She watched him hesitate to take her hand, and she
tilted her head questioningly. He'd never hesitated that way
before. She hid away the sadness that whispered softly to her.
Sad that they'd ended up where they were, with him hesitating to
take her hand.
Miles realizes that, at the height he is now, he stands nearly a
foot above the little goddess. He hadn't realized exactly how
tiny she was before. She looked up at him for long moments
silently. "We're dreaming, do you know that?" She said softly.
#Post#: 24587--------------------------------------------------
Re: Can I Be Your Memory? [closed, night, 8/6]
By: Miles Parker Date: August 6, 2012, 5:54 pm
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Miles had a look of sadness and confusion on his face. She knew
exactly what he was thinking: What led to this?. He hesitated to
hold her hand, for goddess' sake. Kaya really was tiny. No wait,
he was taller than his usual 5'9.
"I'm dreaming?? Wait, why are we even here?"
#Post#: 24588--------------------------------------------------
Re: Can I Be Your Memory? [closed, night, 8/6]
By: Kaya Mitsume Date: August 6, 2012, 6:17 pm
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She pressed her cheek to his arm. "I don't know why they brought
us here. I'm confused, as well." The press of her cheek was both
affection and apology. She'd been doing a lot of that lately.
She pulled him slowly down the hall. It's obvious she knows this
place well. She looked up at him, eyes softened. "I was dreaming
about you. I remember that."
#Post#: 24618--------------------------------------------------
Re: Can I Be Your Memory? [closed, night, 8/6]
By: Miles Parker Date: August 6, 2012, 10:24 pm
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Miles kept his eyes straight. He was in deep thought. "I was
back in the abandoned prison. My body had been mutilated. I
remember now. But there was something different; After
everything settled, you were standing there. You were crying,
and you kept saying how sorry you were, and how much you loved
me. I don't get it..." He said, his voice quavering. He followed
her down the hall.
#Post#: 24628--------------------------------------------------
Re: Can I Be Your Memory? [closed, night, 8/6]
By: Kaya Mitsume Date: August 6, 2012, 11:23 pm
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The symbolism within his dream chilled her to the bone, and
those kohl lined eyes were shuttered behind her eyelids, as she
hid away how closely it echoed some of her worst fears. Some of
the thoughts that had come from all of this.
Her hand tightened on his, though. It's obvious that struck her
deep and close. "Not exactly a fairytale, huh?" She asked
softly, eyes still shuttered slightly, so it was harder to read
her thoughts and feelings.
#Post#: 24629--------------------------------------------------
Re: Can I Be Your Memory? [closed, night, 8/6]
By: Miles Parker Date: August 6, 2012, 11:27 pm
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He shook his head. "It didn't end there. It ended when we were
on the roof. After that scream, I blacked out and woke up.. I
couldn't hear anything.." He said, tears starting to fall. "It's
no fairy tale at all.." He said, giving her hand a squeeze.
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