What has occurred so far:
Alastair has shifted himself and Adra back in time, to the moment where Niccolò stole Alastair's name. Alastair has killed Niccolò's family, and set the home ablaze. Upon seeing the house, Niccolò immediately pushes himself to be in control of his own body, panics, and begs Adra to help him save his family. After hesitation and consideration of potential consequences, Adra agrees under the condition that Niccolò bring his family back with him to the present.
Thus, both she and Niccolò salvage his family's bodies, as well as the original body of Alastair, and places them in a special pocket dimension that she has crafted from her alchemy, the door being one that can grow and shrink from the size of a cell phone to a normal size.
After saving the family, Niccolò embraces Adra and tells her that he will never forget her kindness. The pair catch their breaths, and Niccolò lets Alastair have control again. Adra gives him a stone that will feed him energy to help fuel his time travel, though Alastair decides to not use it yet. After a small conversation, Alastair and Adra decide that it would be best to spend the night in town, as Alastair recuperates.
Alastair has shifted himself and Adra back in time, to the moment where Niccolò stole Alastair's name. Alastair has killed Niccolò's family, and set the home ablaze. Upon seeing the house, Niccolò immediately pushes himself to be in control of his own body, panics, and begs Adra to help him save his family. After hesitation and consideration of potential consequences, Adra agrees under the condition that Niccolò bring his family back with him to the present.
Thus, both she and Niccolò salvage his family's bodies, as well as the original body of Alastair, and places them in a special pocket dimension that she has crafted from her alchemy, the door being one that can grow and shrink from the size of a cell phone to a normal size.
After saving the family, Niccolò embraces Adra and tells her that he will never forget her kindness. The pair catch their breaths, and Niccolò lets Alastair have control again. Adra gives him a stone that will feed him energy to help fuel his time travel, though Alastair decides to not use it yet. After a small conversation, Alastair and Adra decide that it would be best to spend the night in town, as Alastair recuperates.
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«Oldest ‹Older 1401 – 1451 of 1451*Her fingers deftly grab his, holding tight* Tell me how you're feeling.
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*Nods, blushing* You're welcome. *Gives a little wave, and ambles out*
*Is so, so red* *Goes back, then to check on War and his friends* *Hoping she isn't interrupting, she comes closer* Do you three need anything?
*brings her hand to his lips* *isolated, anxious* *a little overwhelmed, trying to adjust to this- it will take time, and the ghosts of voices still echo in his mind* *but it is so, so much better* *but she can't feel all of that anymore* ...Better. Much better. How are you feeling?
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*War has closed off more since Noelle last saw him* *Somadina turns to answer her, with a little helpless smile* I think he will just need time.
Relieved that you're alright. *Smiles* Lay down with me.
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:/
*Looks sad* Oh- okay.. *Gives them both a flower, too*
*lays down next to her, and kisses her hand again, brushing his fingers over hers*
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*he's sorry- he didn't mean to make her sad* You are very kind to us, Noelle. Thank you.
*Watches him intently* *Fingers run over him, studying his every feature**Gently, runs a knuckle over his lips* *Smiles* I love you
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:/
*Bites her lip* Should I.. Go in?
*kisses her finger, and slides a little closer* And I love you.
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If you wish to... But he may be dangerous.
good... *Continues to softly pet her husband* *He is so, so kind* *Knots her hand in his hair, and pulls him down for a kiss*
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*Noelle shrugs- she doesn't care about dying* *Disappears, then comes back again* *She walks in, and sits by the wall, watching him*
*he isn't sure he believes he is kind, but he loves her affection* *kisses back, pressing closer still*
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*War meets her eyes for a moment, then looks away again, staring at the wall*
*She tugs on his bottom lip, and will press closer* *But- she forces herself to stop kissing his lips, and moves toward his ear, nibbling on his earlobe, then makes small bites down to his throat* *If she keeps kissing him, she will not be able to contain herself, and would just fuck right there* *And their room has a massive window in it- she doesn't think he is a fan of voyeurism*
*Noelle rips a little piece of paper from her notebook, and gently crawls over, placing the page on his lap* I drew a picture of you. *The picture is of a really cute little mouse with an eager face, and a little block of cheese to munch on*
*no, not really* *he will kiss over every part of her face and neck that he can reach* *runs his hands over her, staying as close as he can manage- grasping at the physical reassurance that she is here*
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*being portrayed as a mouse should be insulting, probably* *but this drawing is so innocent and sweet* *he looks the page over, studying it, and then returns his attention to the wall*
*Of course* *Braids one of her hands into his hair, and will , softly, pull him back to her again* *Blushes* *The things he does to her*
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*Bites the inside of her cheek* What are you thinking about? What's troubling you?
*the things she does to him* *he just adores her, and needs her*
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Nothing.
*Just will force herself to turn around, so her back is pressed against his chest* *Her heart is beating quickly, her pupils dilated* *Attempts to calm herself down*
*That makes her sad* I'm sorry.. I know that isn't true. Is there something, or anything I can do for you? Would you like entertainment? A Sensitive? Are you still hungry?
*just hugs his Adra tightly against him, then, burying his face between her neck and shoulder*
...No.
8Breathes out barely, and lets him wrap himself around her* *So gorgeous*
*he loves her, and just burrows in close to her*
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*Likes the feel of him against her, and her fingers brush down his arms* Alastair, I was thinking.. I would like to give you some time before we make a link, if we decide to re-make it. I want you to really experience what it is like to have your mind to yourself, for a while..
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*Pauses* Can I ask you something? *Will wait another pause*. What makes you so angry?
...Oh *his heart may pick up just a little bit, but it is barely perceptible* Alright.
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*War will pause for a long time before he answers* It is not about anger. It's about power.
*She can hear it in his voice, and squeezes his hand* I love you, but you have also just had a, and this is no exaggeration, life-altering change. I want to make sure that you are healed and safe before we even think about setting up a link. *Her fingers intertwine with his*
*Thinks* Then, I think, I should rephrase: what made you feel so powerless that you now feel that amassing power is what gives you control over your life?
*After asking that, Noele then feels very stupid* *She can take a guess*
*nods once* I understand. You're right, of course. *kisses her hand* Thank you...
*he blinks, and does consider her question, but doesn't answer it* *he doesn't think it should need answering*
*Nods a little* Are you hungry? I can fetch you something- perhaps a steak?
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*Noelle is very red* Sorry, I just realized-
*...doesn't want her to leave* No, I'm alright... But thank you, love. *his voice comes out calm and even- he could have been saying any thing, on any day* *he shouldn't do that to her* *so he just curls closer, to try to let her read him*
*shakes his head* *it's alright.* None of it matters- not the language you speak, the culture you practice, or what land you are from. The world is run on the power of one person to take life away from another.
*She is confused, but is also trying to give him space to think things through- she is sure that his own body is confused* *Gently reaches over and takes her monitor, and presses a few things into the screen*
*A few minutes later, one of the sanctuary people will come in with a nice 10 oz filet for him, with mashed potatoes and green beans*
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*Noelle smiles a little* What about the making of a life? Where does that fall in, then?
*oh* *he will thank them, then his Adra, and then reluctantly detach himself from her to eat*
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Irrelevant.
*Smiles, and will curl both of her legs around one of his, effectively trapping him* *Then rests her head on his hip*
*Her face falls* You know, I want to be an anthropologist.. Do you know what that is?
*Alastair is grateful for her proximity, and strokes her hair with one hand* Would you like something to eat?
No.
*She gently reaches out, and trails her fingers once along the waistband of his trousers* No.
It means that.. That I study other cultures and customs, so that appropriation doesn't occur- so that people can have a greater understanding and respect for their diverse differences. And that- of course- something like that happened to you and your people doesn't happen again.
*shivers once* Are you sure? You've exhausted yourself...
Oh. *he pauses for a moment, then-* I don't think that works.
*Her fingers creep up his shirt, then, resting against his stomach* I'm not hungry for food.'
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*Smiles a little* To be fair, there hasn't been racial slavery in developed countries in a really long time. The only kind of.. Forced labor that exists is illegal.
Adra... *leans down to kiss her head* I can't leave.
But people are still enslaved, and killed. The laws cannot stop it. So the only way to be free is to become the most powerful- to have the strength to kill those who would take your life from you.
*Smiles mischievously* I might have to adbuct you, then. We can abscond somewhere.. *As she speaks, she moves, so her legs straddle his hips* *Tilts her head to the side* Or vice versa.
*Hearing War speak is very... Saddening* *Shakes her head* Killing is wrong. How can you say that it's okay for you to kill someone? Even if someone is trying to hurt you, it isn't your duty to take their life- and to me, it seems that you are no better than the people whom you are trying to fight. Violence.. Does not end violence.
*sighs gently, and kisses her forehead* *she is so very tempting- but this may be the only chance he gets to be sentenced, deal with it, and then live with his family without being hunted by the law* My darling, irresistible wife- I will run away with you the moment I am allowed out of this room.
In my experience, neither does peace.
*Adra pouts, poking her bottom lip out* Not fair!
*Noelle is exasperated* But it- *feels as if she is trying to move a mountain, here* *Takes a deep breath* No, you're wrong. Teaching the younger generations the correct things- learning to adapt as new things are discovered, and adhering to ethics.. That's what matters.
*places a light, teasing kiss against her lips* Sorry, love.
*he doesn't respond to that*
*Still pouts, turning her nose up childishly*
*Sighs a little, and will try to change the subject* Favorite color?
*trails small kisses over her neck*
Why?
*tries to keep pouting, but she can't help but smile* *Giggles a little, kissing his hair*
*Flushes* It's a secret
*smiles against her skin* *he loves her laugh*
*pauses for a long moment, considering* Orange.
*She gently plays with his hair, then nimbly braids it, using a tiny clear band to hold it in place at the back* *Places a kiss on the crown of his forehead, her fingers then sliding down his arms* *Places a kiss on his cheek, and then there is a knock- and the door appears*
Daddy! *Little Alek squirms from the arms of one of the Sanctuary workers, and dashes to the bed* *Adra lifts him up when he arrives, setting him on the sheets*
*The little boy launches himself at his daddy, squealing*
*Noelle smiles* I like orange. It's... Pretty. And it isn't given enough credit
*just lights up, and holds his little Alek* Hello, my dear boy. *kisses his head*
*Alek buries her head into his shoulder, and hugs him fiercely* *The baby boy is so, so sweet* *And nuzzles his daddy, placing a kiss on his cheek*
*kisses Alek's cheek* How are you, Aleksander?
*War will acknowledge her silently*
*Alek smiles* Goooood! I played with Aunty today!
*Noelle thinks again* What are your hobbies?
*his head
Oops!
Oh, did you? What is your favorite game?
I don't have any.
*Alek smiles* Hide and seek!! And I like playing with blocks. *Adra will lay down beside them, watching with a bemused smile*
*The little boy just hugs his daddy, having missed him after 24 hours, his tiny feel curling up beneath him*
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Oh.. Okay. *Smiles a little* Do you like chocolate?
((Alek is a sweetie.))
((He is indeed.))
*Trip stands outside Cynthia Grey's cell. The cleavers were dismissed without any real trouble. Of course, he didn't have any actual authority over them- American cleavers, Scottish spotter, but he'd met one of them during the great elephant infestation last year. His name was Gary, he knew Trip was good for it.*
*Well, cleavers don't have names, but Trip was pretty sure he was a Gary*
*While he shouldn't really have had access to the cell, he was Trip. I don't think any of us expect anything else of him by this point. As he entered he affects his time honoured 'I'm a dangerous person' face*
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