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| Time after time; Cypher | |
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| Topic Started: Sep 16 2014, 05:27 AM (84 Views) | |
| Amara Aquilla | Sep 16 2014, 05:27 AM Post #1 |
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August 28th (prior to the call) Gardens 6:30pm ______________________________________________ There was one person that Amara believed knew about what was really going on between herself and Roberto, and it was the person who had been able to sit her down and make her realize that she was being horribly stubborn. When it came down to it, Amara was definitely that. But so was Roberto. They were similar and opposite at the same time, and after everything they were now what was referred to as 'an item'. But wanting to keep it between the two of them until they could get each other figured out, or at least see if they could make it even a short while together, they'd been keeping it as quiet as they could. They weren't going too far out of their way to hide it all, but they hadn't gone out of their way to tell anyone either. She was finally able to catch Doug, and figure out a time when the two of them could catch up. Things between herself and Roberto were going now for about 4 months and it was going surprisingly well, considering. She kicked off her shoes and kicked her legs out first before she sprawled out on the ground, enjoying that little quirk of her powers where she connected with the earth. It was something she used to center herself, something that took her a long time to start enjoying again. But she'd now, a year later, come to terms with her greatly increased powers. She had moved past the better part of her fury with the Hellfire Club and had come to appreciate small parts of it, even appreciate Longshot despite what had happened between them. With each breath in the earth breathed with her. She was no more person than she was the dirt beneath and she was connected with each beat of her heart. She could feel a great deal more than she was able to a few years ago. Footsteps of those closeby were all she was able to really tell before, and often times she could tell who's teps belong to whom depending on how familiar they were to her. Now it was different. She could feel the whole school area in such detail it sometimes made it hard to concentrate on one area. It took so long but she finally felt like things were as they should be. |
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| Cypher | Sep 18 2014, 11:30 PM Post #2 |
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People often spoke about the healing nature of time; how it mended all wounds and tended to all fences. On some level Doug agreed but he also couldn't disagree with the fact that time in a lot of ways was also corrosive, it at at things, stripped them and left them bare, beauty, heath, memory all these things were at times mercy and those were just the physical. Libraries were full of books and lands full of relics of stories and remembrances of civilizations all lost beat out and built upon by new ideas and cultures. Progress like time could not be coralled in or stopped and Doug was okay with that ..... for the most part. A lot had changed over the last year, over the last few years and as much as he felt like the same person he had been he knew that really was not the case. He had seen things, done things, not all that he was proud of. He had found the best of himself and the worst and it had surprised him. He was growing, evolving and as much as he wished he could slow things down or just make them stop he knew deep down he couldn't. Time simply did not run that way. There was a crispness in the air as he walked the school grounds a tell tale sign that the long simmering days of summer were faltering away heralding in the dissolution of winter where everything green and flowering would be stripped and laid bare. He'd miss the summer he knew like he always did though a New England kid by Doug had never been a fan of the cold the days were too short and the nights too long and there was almost a pertinence to the chill that foretold of endlessness, a robbery that would never end. He pulled then end of his light hoody closer together and zipped it up. He didn't like his thoughts being so dark but in spite of how pleasant things had been lately something in the back of his mind worried about the possible coming darkness. It was just like him he knew the dread a possibility when there was no evidence to even speak of it's existence. Still one didn't need to see the leaves fall from the trees to know that autumn and then winter was inevitable. Time catered to all things and nothing all at once. "Hey you." he said his voice sunny even if his headspace was not. Amara had that effect on him. Maybe it was her natural innate heat that burned against all chill even that of the soul or maybe it was simply the fact that in apace evolving eve changing world something about her seemed removed from time and timeless or maybe, just maybe, it was the joy that in spit of everything they were still dear friends but Doug found his mood lifting significantly just being in sight of her. He had loved her once still did in a way though the affections had filtered into the proper placement of friendship and the desire to protect. She could level cities with just a thought he knew and a pull of her volcanic power but still he remembered the frightened girl she had once been eager to embrace a new world and scared of it at the same time. he had found a kinship with her then because he often felt the same way but never admitted it. They were both lost in this new world for different reasons but a shared resolve to make it had gotten them through and he supposed kept them together even now. "You look like someone with a lot on her mind and you're in luck because I'm just the guy with nothing on his own. So you talk and I'll listen how does that sound?" He gave her a half sly smile and continued. "It sure is good to see you pal been too dang long." |
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