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bulletholes in my heart
RP Wanted The Portal  Eira
Indra
Currently championing:
#1
some things you just don't forget

CIRRUS:
It was blissful, the ignorance with which they lived, those last days together, whole, a complete family unit.

Cirrus would remember them, always. They would be among her fondest memories, rivalled only by childhood memories containing her own parents, her sibling, her bondmate..

She would replay the memories in her mind: the sound of their laughter as they learned how to run across the sand for the first time; the way they smiled; the way they looked to each other so instinctively, so trustingly; the way they showed promise of growing into strong, magnificent creatures capable of doing anything their young minds deigned to do.

At the back of her mind, she knew it was coming. When she saw the blackness creep at the edges of the land, she knew what had to be done. Looking to him, to Kiro, her mate, her lover, the father of her children, she knew that he shared this knowledge, this understanding.

They had to survive.

So they allowed themselves to be pushed, to be marshalled to the area where this entity, this demon, this Kaos reigned, and the pegasus stood protectively over her foals among the crowd for as long as she could.

But she couldn't stand by forever.

Not when she saw so many she recognised go into the fray. Not when she recognised her sister go in and fight, full of electric fury as always.

"Go," she heard him say, and she looked at him, pulling her eyes away from the action for a moment, tears swimming behind the cerulean pools. "I'll be right behind you," he murmured, and she hated herself for the decision she was about to make.

To leave the foals behind, to hope that their actions might help them live.

"Follow the crowd," she whispered to them, blowing kisses upon their brows, deftly proffering the spear to her son.

"We love you more than anything else," she says to both of them, before turning, and joining other winged warriors into flight and fight.

And the last thing she ever heard, was the despairing scream of her daughter.



KIROTTU:

Bliss. Happiness. A contented existence, lived in determined ignorance of what was to come.

But it came anyway.

It crept in, slowly at first, blotting out the edges of the land we had called 'home' for such a short time. It pushed us away, us and everyone else, the populace of Helovia, all gathered to the one segment of land, to the one place where he ruled.

The Gods were there, and they all rose against this great power, this massive, entropic force that would destroy the realm.

We gathered there too, we watched. Kiro did not know any except those who held his heart - myself; Cirrus; Indra and Eira - but he watched as recognition flared across his beloved's face, as she was pulled between wanting to stay rooted to the spot by her family and wanting to leap into the fight, to try and do something.

"Go," he urged, and my heart broke as he said it, even if I knew it was what needed to happen, even if I knew it would mean the survival of the foals… He glanced at me then, his deep purple eyes imploring me. I nodded in understanding, murmuring a quiet note in response as he added to Cirrus: "I'll be right behind you."

She said her farewells quickly once the decision was made, pressing the shaft of the spear into the colt's gaping maw, breathing notes of love into their nervously flicking ears.

Self-loathing was not a new sensation to Kiro, but it stung as the implications of their decision settled upon his mind. To stand and fight, to protect their young, by leaving them forever.

It'll be all right, I offered, pressing my own maw against each foal in turn as I passed them, doing my best to give comfort in a completely hopeless situation.

It was the image of Cirrus evaporating into non-existence that sealed the deal, that truly committed Kiro to his decision. I felt the rage, the anger, the determination rise within him and scorch away the loathing long enough to force him into motion.

"Go, and live," he said hurriedly to them, choking back his emotions, before turning and running into the depth of the chaos, the entropy.

My soul was ripped apart not long after that.

I charged, stirring my own legs into motion, bowing my crown and summoning my magic, light and dark, poison and blinding, magnificent light.

But it was no match, it never was going to be, and yet still I ran, to join my bondmate in this, our death.



INDRA:

He didn't know what ushered him and his family from the beach they had been born upon to the strange marshes. Was it his parents who ushered him, or the foul-smelling, choking, black air that seemed to follow them everywhere they went, except if they went towards this place?

He stayed close to her, his sister, his sibling. His diminutive wings, scarcely feathered and very downy, always reached for her no matter which side she stood on, always seeking that contact, that comfort. He and she would be safe, if they only stayed together - right?

Tension was palpable, it made the air feel heavy, the atmosphere thick and the colt's nerves stand on end without any discernible cause. He was jumpy, twitchy - he did not like this feeling (little did he know this would become 'normal' for him).

So they moved, they walked and they gathered. Steely grey eyes watched the world, their expression unsure, unsettled - the colt had never seen so many other beings, as young as they were, they had hardly left the sides of their parents or each other, scarcely noticed that others even existed in this world.

Breaths came quickly, as in a sudden flurry, he had his mother's spear in his maw, and then she was gone, and then his father, and Younma too.

"Eira…" he said, but she was gone, and then he was moving too, moving with the crowd, the bodies pressing against him - and then he was delivered to this new world, this strange land.

A dull thump announced his arrival, a deep grunt rolling out of him as he landed quite unceremoniously on his side, his barrel deflating as he gasped, flailing until he was upright, stretching his legs out.

Where there was a crowd of bodies, there suddenly was none. Where there was his sister, there was no-one.

"Eira!" his voice shouted, but the sounds were muted, swallowed by the strange surrounds that was this strange new world.

"EIRA!!" he screamed his sister's name, knowing even without truly realising that there was no point calling for his parents now, knowing that of his family, only his sister was left - but his sister wasn't here anymore, wasn't near him, wasn't within reach of his wings anymore..

"EIRA!!"

I n d r a

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Magic:
:: [ Magic: EarthxWater | Able to shapeshift into a winged lion, retains same colours. ]
:: [ Restrictions | Immobilized for 10 seconds. ]
^ SAFE

:: [ Magic: LightxWater (P) | When coat is wet, blue roan turns to silver. ]
:: [ Restrictions | Of no use in battle. ]

Items (Normal):
:: [ Item: Spear | Offensive. Long wooden spear with a silver pointed tip. ]
^ SAFE
:: [ Item: Feathers | Two of Azzuen's feathers tied onto the shaft of spear. ]

Requests:
Would love to keep his Helovian Passive magic, however if it gets eaten by the rift, I wouldn't be opposed to it changing his appearance to essentially look like a bucket of silver paint was dumped over his top half, trickling down his dark blue roan self. Or just eat it completely too xD



@Eira
@Rift Presence


Messages In This Thread
bulletholes in my heart - by Indra - 07-23-2017, 08:09 AM
RE: bulletholes in my heart - by Rift Presence - 07-23-2017, 01:03 PM
RE: bulletholes in my heart - by Eira - 07-25-2017, 02:19 AM
RE: bulletholes in my heart - by Indra - 07-25-2017, 10:13 AM
RE: bulletholes in my heart - by Eira - 07-30-2017, 11:48 PM