Procession
Age: IV Wolf | XXV BipedSpecies: Canine
Gender: FemaleSpiritual Rank: Conceiver
Posts: 23 Stones: 146❂ Played by: Ally
Travel I, in dreams, when the material world should weigh me down I fly, unburdened by the suffocating chains of reality.
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<p><font color=#FFFFFF>Her mind kept <i>slipping</i>, something akin to an image coming in and out of focus but on another plane entirely. When Jackal tried to disengage her grip her fingers at first tightened, irrationally, and curled like claws when he finally slipped her hold. A spasm wracked her body and she curled in on herself, on her side, muscles cramping and she bit the inside of her cheek to keep her silence. Jackal’s voice echoed oddly in her ears, and even the monosyllabic instructions were barely comprehensible. <i>Hush. Rest.</i>
<p><font color=#FFFFFF>Inch by inch she forced herself to relax, ratcheting her spine to straighten one vertebrae at a time, twisting her shoulders to lay flat on her back and stare upward at the shimmering tree canopy with mismatched eyes whose pupils were dilated to pinpricks. A shadow moved, the glint of metal against the sun and all her work was destroyed as she flinched, barely stopping herself from batting Jackal’s hand away as he laid something against her skin.
<p><font color=#FFFFFF>The gem resting just above her heart sent a numbing flood radiating outward towards her extremities, doing more in a moment to calm the dangerous seizing of her body than any mental exercise she had managed to cobble together. Her sigh of relief echoed Jackal’s moan and she lifted a shaky hand, not to move the gem but to cover her eyes, breathing deeply as the stone’s power worked. Her palm tingled as the sliced skin knit itself back together, and the ringing echo in her ears faded enough that when next he spoke, Ysabeaux could hear the Vagabond clearly. He did not seem like he was speaking directly to her, but perhaps her benefit was one of a number of reasons his thoughts became words. She turned only her head to watch him. She didn’t totally understand, but filed the information away in the same mental box that contained the riot of memories she had experienced, and locked it tightly away--one of the things she had learned to prevent others’ nightmares from invading her own unless she specifically invited it. Her mind was full of these lockboxes, long hallways lined with towers of vaults in a twisting labyrinth, and perhaps it contributed to her own unique brand of madness. Perhaps that madness was what drew her to the blind wolf’s own.
<p><font color=#FFFFFF>Those musings hinted that the stone had done its work. Hesitantly Ysabeaux raised her head, and the world remained stable. She sat the rest of the way up, catching the brooch as it fell, and studied it. The gold was lukewarm against her palm, the amethyst gem embedded in it looking plain, if pretty. She felt...well. Tired, but not on the edge of physical or mental collapse. Hungry again. She looked longingly at the mangled remains of the rabbit she had offered to her traveling companion, and sighed. She did not have the energy to hunt again. Glancing at Jackal, lying stretched out beside her, she didn’t know if he was awake or asleep, but she touched his wrist with her free hand before pressing the healing device into his hand with a murmured, <font color=#FF0000> “Thank you,”</font> before rising. She didn’t wobble.
<p><font color=#FFFFFF>This time she did as Jackal had first suggested, scavenging the nearby flora for edible bits suited to their bipedal forms. She returned to the spot where Jackal lay twice with handfuls of nuts, berries, and a few firm-skinned, yellowish oblong fruit that she couldn’t identify. The third time she sat back down, feeling exhaustion tug at her though the physical tasks she had just performed should not have bothered her, and sorted her findings into two equal piles. Her stomach growled, and she picked up one of the shelled nuts she had discovered only by chance, and cracked the outer casing between her fingers to reveal the meaty, oily seed within. She ate with quick precision and then reached for a handful of multi-faceted scarlet berries, careful to avoid the thorns on the stems where the berries grew. <font color=#FF0000> “What is it,”</font> she said at last, <font color=#FF0000> “You seek to do here?”</font> she avoided apologizing for forcing him to relive his own haunted past, for that would have invalidated her very asking, even if some dark part of her was sorry that she had done so in the first place--but selfish was her reason, because it had marked her in its own way. She shivered, though it was not cold. 

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Procession - by Jackal - 08-03-2017, 12:52 AM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 08-03-2017, 02:28 AM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 08-08-2017, 09:03 PM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 08-16-2017, 03:34 AM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 08-28-2017, 08:27 PM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 08-29-2017, 01:38 PM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 08-30-2017, 02:38 AM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 08-30-2017, 08:21 PM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 09-09-2017, 01:00 AM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 09-16-2017, 10:37 PM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 09-29-2017, 06:05 PM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 09-30-2017, 10:17 PM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 10-01-2017, 03:14 AM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 10-01-2017, 03:45 PM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 10-06-2017, 07:30 PM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 10-08-2017, 03:55 AM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 10-08-2017, 05:14 AM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 10-08-2017, 04:06 PM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 10-08-2017, 06:25 PM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 10-09-2017, 01:56 AM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 10-09-2017, 06:09 AM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 10-09-2017, 11:26 PM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 10-10-2017, 05:23 AM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 10-12-2017, 03:17 AM
RE: Procession - by Jackal - 10-14-2017, 07:18 PM
RE: Procession - by Ysabeaux - 10-15-2017, 05:15 PM

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