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#Post#: 32273--------------------------------------------------
Chance Encounter ((Semi-open, permission needed; Elyana, Elliot
Evening))
By: Tayboski Date: October 26, 2012, 2:04 am
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Elliot stood at the top of the cliff frowning as he stared out
at the sea. He wasn't sure why he came here, he just kind of
felt as though he needed to be there, and he'd been standing
there for a while staring at the sea as though looking for a
sign, a hint, anything pointing to why he thought he couldn't
leave.
Finding nothing, the boy eventually lowered his head and began
to think. "Why am I out here?" He asked himself. George #3
nuzzled against his left ankle and looked up at him in
confusion. The teen just chuckled and kneeled down to pet the
bird as another salty breeze blew by. He didn't know whay he was
here, but he had the feeling that he'd find out soon.
#Post#: 32275--------------------------------------------------
Re: Chance Encounter ((Semi-open, permission needed; Elyana, Ell
iot Evening))
By: Elyana Romanov Date: October 26, 2012, 2:27 am
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A leopard stalked from the shadows, it's tail flicking. It paced
to the edge of the cliff, tail a clear barometer of agitation.
It gave a soft sigh, backing away slightly from the edge, and
sitting. No longer a leopard, instead one No Moon sat in her
date clothing.
The white cashmere gleamed under the moonlight, the grey skirt
pooled around her. That dark hair conceals her face, but there's
something in her posture, the way she sits and moves. It's all
wrong. It lacks her usual smoothness and grace. She also hasn't
seemed to notice that she's come upon Elliot. Also odd for the
usually perceptive woman.
#Post#: 32277--------------------------------------------------
Re: Chance Encounter ((Semi-open, permission needed; Elyana, Ell
iot Evening))
By: Tayboski Date: October 26, 2012, 2:58 am
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When, Elliot sensed Lya's approach, he panicked. It had been
weeks since he'd last seen her and he wasn't ready to face her
again. Not while his feelings were so exposed. So it was no
surprise when his first reaction to Lya's presence was to run...
...That is, until he saw her. Elliot took one look at Lya when
she arrived and suddenly it all became clear; this was NOT the
Ely he was used to. She looked like she needed help. He couldn't
leave her like this! But what to do now...
Fighting the urge to simply walk over and hug the woman, the
teen swallowed hard trying to subdue his emotions as he tried to
think things through as she sat there. " 'Is everything okay?'
No, it's obvious that she isn't. 'You look terrible, what
happened?' No, she'd either shut down or go on a rant again.
That'd be no help at all..." Elliot pondered these questions and
more as he tried to come up with something decent to say.
"...It's nice out tonight. The wave look beautiful from here,"
the teen said looking back out over the sea. Internally, he
kicked himself for saying something so random, but it wasn't as
bad as the other things he might've said.
#Post#: 32280--------------------------------------------------
Re: Chance Encounter ((Semi-open, permission needed; Elyana, Ell
iot Evening))
By: Elyana Romanov Date: October 26, 2012, 3:18 am
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Once, the Ely he knew might have jumped slightly, but otherwise
shrugged it off, and talked to him. This Ely startled badly,
skittering back gracelessly. Her amber eyes looked out from a
face drained to chalk. Concealing makeup had long given up the
ghost. The sleepless shadows linger beneath her eyes. But her
eyes are heartbreaking.
Terror had made them hollow. The near constant feeling of being
watched, stalked had turned her into a hounded creature. Hope
had all but guttered out. He'd caught her without that No Moon
mask that she had, and the truth had been something she wanted
no one to see. Bravado, deception, strength gone, she only
looked up at the man that had spoken in silent dread.
Her teeth gritted together, clicking against one another as she
closed her mouth. It didn't prevent the initial tremble of her
lower lip, but it stopped it from going further. Instead, Ely
averted her eyes. She didn't want to see him take in all the
details. She turned her head slightly, the damage already done,
but in time to shield the well and fall of tears. It was all she
could do to prepare herself.
#Post#: 32282--------------------------------------------------
Re: Chance Encounter ((Semi-open, permission needed; Elyana, Ell
iot Evening))
By: Tayboski Date: October 26, 2012, 4:02 am
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Many emotions washed over Elliot when he saw Lya. The first was
shock and horror. Shock at the fact that Lya could look such a
way, shock that she could be in this state at all, and shock
that he had seen it. The teen's eyes grew wide as the color
drained from his own face. One hand raised weakly towards the
woman and he took a step forward wanting to do something, but
was afraid to do so for fear of breaking the fragile thing
sitting before him.
Next was disbelief. This couldn't be real. It couldn't be
happening, but he knew that it was. The cold hard truth was that
this was a broken woman sitting before him right now. The teen
nearly swooned as he took a step back, one hand drifting up to
cover his eyes as he nearly laughed at the absurdity of his
all... Nearly...
Finally, was rage. A terrible, frightening rage that bubbled up
from his very core that threatened to consume him entirely. At
this point, he regained use of his mind as wide, golden eyes
darted about beneath the hand covering his face.
"KILL THEM!!! I'll KILL them!!!!" he thought, "I'll KILL the
bastards who did this! The LOT of 'em!!! And it won't be quick,
I'll make them SUFFER for putting Lya-chan in such a state!
There will be NO FORGIVENESS as I rip their entrails out with
SURGICAL precision! They'll have no choice but to watch in
HORROR do to their new lack of EYELIDS as I pull out and REMOVE
their organs ONE BY ONE and DESTROY them before their very eyes
erasing ALL CHANCES for survival!!! I'll let them writhe in a
slow AGONY...make them WISH for hell because it would be BETTER
than what I'll be doing to them!!! I'll KILL THEM ALL!!!
Kill... kill.... KIIIIILLLLL!!!!!"
Elliot blinked, a frantic chirping and a warm, wet feeling in
his right hand jolting him out of his thoughts. The teen looked
down panting at the panicking baby chocobo at his feet before
looking at his right hand, which was shaking and bleeding from 4
puncture wounds in his palms... and 5 more in his face where his
nails had dug in. The teen blinked again and looked up at the
woman that was turned away, still looking frail. Still looking
like she was in need of a hero, not an avenger...
"Ah, that's right. Now's not the time for this...," Elliot
thought, and took a deep breath dissipating the thoughts and any
dark aura he might've had at that time. Once it was gone, Elliot
looked at the woman and put on the gentlest smile he could
muster. "Lya...," he said beginning to walk towards her. At this
point, the teen may have looked like something out of a horror
movie, but if she could feel his emotions again at this point,
she would feel that he wanted nothing more at the moment than to
help her feel better in any way he could. And she might begin to
feel something more at the same time...
#Post#: 32283--------------------------------------------------
Re: Chance Encounter ((Semi-open, permission needed; Elyana, Ell
iot Evening))
By: Elyana Romanov Date: October 26, 2012, 4:30 am
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She gave a minute sniffle, trying to dry her eyes, only to find
that every time she brushed one fall of tears away, another
replaced it. It was a senseless endeavor, one she gave up on.
Her hands folded in the lap of her skirt, the frantic peep of
the chocobo drawing her eye.
She saw the wounds on his face and hands, a distressed bit of
sound escaping. She'd reached out her hand in a sort of
automatic gesture, before her hand dropped. She looked up at
him, watching him come toward her. And looked utterly adrift.
She had no concrete place to start.
She lowered eyes and head, lost. The only thing that could make
it from her brain to her mouth was a simple statement, "Gregor
doesn't believe in me." Before it had just been the thing that
had torn them apart that made her think that. Now, he just kept
proving it.
#Post#: 32316--------------------------------------------------
Re: Chance Encounter ((Semi-open, permission needed; Elyana, Ell
iot Evening))
By: Tayboski Date: October 26, 2012, 7:17 pm
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Elliot flinched, hesitating for a moment. "Ah, so this is about
Gregor...," he thought. The teen felt disappointed just from
hearing his cousin's name pass Lya's lips, but he shook the
feeling off and kneeled next to the injured woman gently rubbing
her back for comfort. "I see. Tell me more," he said, smiling
softly at her to encourage her. In truth, his cousin was one of
the last things he wanted to hear about at the moment,
especially from Lya, but it seemed as though she was about to
open her heart to him, so the least he could do was listen.
His pet chocobo agreed running over to the pair and stopping in
front of Lya. The yellow puff ball of a bird twittered a bit
while tilting it's head cutely at Lya. It didn't quite
understand what was going on, but it knew that the woman was
feeling down and wanted to help her feel better.
#Post#: 32355--------------------------------------------------
Re: Chance Encounter ((Semi-open, permission needed; Elyana, Ell
iot Evening))
By: Elyana Romanov Date: October 27, 2012, 3:27 am
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Her hands opened to the small ball of fluff, extended to the
avian. "There's the dreams. Ever since I took the secondary road
of the Crescent Moons, I've ended up a Seer. Seeing things to
come. Mostly through dreams." She shivered, looking down at the
bird. She still sniffled softly, tears on her face falling
slower, but not halting.
"I've been having dreams that someone, a man from my past, is
coming to finish what he started. To get what he wants. And
lately, I've been catching his scent on the winds. I've seen
him, heard him. The snow was falling just a few nights ago, and
I saw a man. And I heard him howl. His howl." A shudder wracked
the small woman, and her eyes closed. The whimper that came from
her was by no means voluntary.
"I tried to show Gregor. But he can't see or smell or hear the
things I do. This man's scent lingers in the Forest. I've felt
like something was watching me, stalking me for weeks. I've
awoken, feeling as if something touched me, even though I'm
alone. He thinks I'm imagining things. Or that I'm blowing
things out of proportion." Her hands pet the golden chocobo as a
way to soothe herself and to keep her hands from fidgeting.
She fell silent for some time before she looked up at Elliot,
eyes still lost, drenched. "I feel like I'm going insane. I
barely sleep, I haven't been hungry. I'm scared. All the time.
Why can't someone just believe me?" She asked, forlorn and
fragile.
#Post#: 32400--------------------------------------------------
Re: Chance Encounter ((Semi-open, permission needed; Elyana, Ell
iot Evening))
By: Tayboski Date: October 27, 2012, 10:29 pm
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The bird cooed and nuzzled Lya's hands as the teen merely
listened to her concerns. Blonde eyebrows furrowed as he
listened to her words and a spark of anger flared up again at
the mention of Gregor giving her trouble during this difficult
time, but he put it out of his mind for the moment. What was
more important was this mysterious stalker that she was talking
about that was after her. A stalker that Elliot felt that he may
have been familiar with...
"It's him...," Elliot thought with a frown, "it's that guy
again! Didn't Yggdrasil take care of him before!? He can't be
back now!! She can't be right!!!" Elliot started to clench his
fist again, but winced from the sting of his wounds. Ironically,
the pain cut through his shock and disbelief allowing him to
think clearly again.
"No, your wrong Elliot. You have to consider the possibility
that he survived," the teen thought as he coolly analyzed the
situation. "Remember, you weren't there long enough to see him
die, you were to focused on helping Lya escape remember? For all
you know, he could've gotten away. Besides, if this was a ll a
lie, then Lya wouldn't be this way; she's not so cruel as to do
all of this as a joke..."
After taking all of this into consideration, the teen lowered
his head a bit swallowing hard as he steeled his resolve. Then,
he looked Lya in the eyes and took her hand squeezing it gently.
"...don't worry Lya, I believe you. I think I've seen that guy
before. I know what he can be capable of..." The teen then
braced himself for her reaction. The teen had covered up the
fact that he remembered what happened that night in the woods so
long ago before, so he was a bit nervous of what Lya would think
now that she knew he knew now...
#Post#: 32451--------------------------------------------------
Re: Chance Encounter ((Semi-open, permission needed; Elyana, Ell
iot Evening))
By: Elyana Romanov Date: October 28, 2012, 10:23 pm
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She played with the yellow fluff ball with a singular attention
that bespoke of trying so hard to keep herself together. When he
took her hand and looked at her, her eyes focused on him in that
same manner. She blinked slow, her mind processing sluggishly.
But soon, it dawned in her eyes, the understanding of what he'd
sad.
"When did you remember that? I-" She began, eyes wide. Some part
of her even ashamed. If he remembered Brutus, he remembered all
of... She didn't hide her eyes, but they dulled a bit. He'd
seen, been there as witness to her moment of ultimate weakness.
Still, she focused on a light in the dark. "You...believe me?"
She said, fragile hope in her tone. Her lower lip trembled again
as her doe eyes looked back at him.
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