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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 11:06 pm
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Sometimes, Aisa didn't want to go back to her own dwellings. That was why, one should check Connie's dwellings if the other Protector's rooms were empty because it was very likely they were there. This time was no exception, Connie's attractive majestic sized bed was a luxury, that little had the privilege to share.
Unfortunately for Connie, the other Protectors abused it.
Aisa had been sleeping there, for a few hours, often disappearing and appearing at whim. These few hours were no exemption from the insanity that slept nearby, crawling over to the Protector of Death, along the shadows. Even her new form, the powers that Death bestowed, couldn't keep it at bay. Folds of red surrounded the priestess, almost as if she were sleeping in a open rose, long black hair falling around her in ominous waves.
"Krei--"
A name Connie rarely heard but knew.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 11:19 pm
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Unfortunately for Invictus, he suffered from a rather constant case of the dog-piled-on-by-the-other-protectors-in-bed. However, it was probably a good idea to knock before checking to see if the other protectors were there. Just in case. (Not to be mistaken for the hunter of similar name)
It was difficult to not be hyper sensitive to the presence of one of the girls when he'd spent much time in the last years with them so nearby. Each of them had their own distinct presence that they gave off as they came into his field of awareness. Smouldering, Playful, Dark...sometimes they intermingled so closely it really was only somebody who acted in levels of careful detail that could distinguish which was really which.
But even half-aware of the world, Invictus could tell that it was Aisa who had come to join him that night, having moved in compensation for the body that was joining him, but making no motion to lure her any closer. If she'd wanted to snuggle, she would have had no qualm in waking him for such a thing.
It was only that one word, that single sound that could easily have been mistaken for anything else, dismissed as nothing, that caused Invictus to stir enough to open both eyes, rolling over to look over the once-Priestess who slumbered there. He reached carefully with a hand to brush it over her forehead affectionately, though the sentiment didn't drip from the gesture. Instead it came from the relaxed slope of his shoulders, the slightly animated curvature of his face as he frowned visibly.
But he said nothing. If she didn't wake from the gesture, he would only hope that it would be enough to perhaps soothe that taunt that was infecting her mind as she slept.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 11:35 pm
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"Connie.." It was just a slight shuffle of limbs, Aisa's eyes opened a slight fraction. Connie would notice, he always did. She took solace in his warmer touch, against her own deathly cold skin. That was what she and Cym had always lacked, instead, they held the chilliness of bones and death. Similarly, Cym and Eris were the only winged Protectors, which seemed to be highly advantageous on one's own right. A little bothersome, in bed, perhaps, with all the space it took up. She fingered the ring on her finger, recalling a long-lost memory.
"Memories skitter around like those bugs Cym always talks of.. but you cant kill them that easily."
She glanced up at Connie's eyes, always intrigued by how alive they were. Unlike Kreios, whose eyes forever remained a blackened red in Aisa's memory. Even when he was alive, Aisa could rarely recall emotion in them.
"You never really met Kreios, did you, Connie?"
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 11:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 10:33 am
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"That's because he decided it was unnecessary. If he wanted, you would have never seen him." She wondered how much Connie remembered of him.. was it a detailed or a vague picture? But it didn't matter, since he was long gone. She felt acutely aware of the soft cloth underneath her form, sinking into the soft material. Before her recent encounter with Death, Aisa would have never confided in anybody about Kreios. At best, Eris knew a few details more than the others.. but it was hardly much, in comparison to the years Aisa spent with her guardian. But now, Death had instilled a strength in her, that lightened the secretive chains in Aisa's heart.
".. His humor was like that. He never met any of the heirs at our rare meetings-- he decided it'd be best at the end."
There were no lies in this moment. Aisa didn't move her head to Connie's lap, she just needed that space and he knew it. Approaching might have meant a fatal fight, even with the current atmosphere. Insanity still clung to Aisa's words and expressions, yet, a rare clarity stuck, through the calming feel of Connie's hands.
"But you know how he died, that lovely doctor was quite a good match for Kreios."
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 12:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 8:49 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 4:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 12:52 am
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"I'm saying, your features doesn't give nearly enough of an impression of how powerful you really are." Aisa murmured, the side of her mouth quirked in a tiny smile as Connie closed his eyes. She recalled a past memory, where they had been so unfamiliar to each other, their eyes constantly assessing one another.
"Well-spoken, down to your core, Connie."
"I suppose I should follow your example. Kreios was my guardian and I was his last priestess. Nothing will change the fact, there is no other guardian for me. But certainly, not the last of the males in my life." Her hand caressed the spot that Connie rubbed, at the base of his neck, in a rare gesture of comfort.
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