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Postby Elyna » Fri Aug 26, 2016 7:39 am

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If you do not want to feel what you feel, then what you feel is not love. You are mine. You can only choose to accept or refuse to acknowledge that my love for you exists, just as it does for Vanessa, Marcus, Vaughn, Ava…

Fitful restless thoughts had followed Elyna into dreamless sleep. Her leg throbbed and she was too hot. When she closed her eyes she saw red and felt the incessant beat of pain in her leg. The young woman tried focusing on the cool pearl of the ring, pressed against her lip and the soft movements from within her own body. She drifted and woke as the door opened once more. Her back to the entrance she refused to turn and welcome her visitor with a look or any sign of acknowledgment. She hated him. With every slow beat of her pulse she reminded herself that she hated Marcus Krome. She hated her Uncle and the force of her venom gave her strength.
“You always looked so delicate when you’re sleeping,” it was a deep voice and it sent shockwaves down her spine.
Elyna closed her eyes. No. It couldn’t be. She begged whichever Immortal was listening and received no response.
“We both know what a lie that’d be though,” he pulled the chair over and it screeched along the wooden floor.
The woman turned and sat up in a careful movement. Edging to press her back to the wall. Tired eyes moved over the familiar form and her heart tied itself in knots with her stomach. So here he was, alive after all. As though her voice was stolen, the young Skyrider traced the lines of his face and the jaw hidden behind a scruffy beard. Piercing blue eyes and a soft mouth, at odds to the hard body and the wide shoulders and chest. The Hangman, Yoreth Blackwood. Not dead. Alive. In her room. He studied her and seemed disappointed in his assessment.
With her knees bent, she could tuck the end of her dress underneath her dress and so she did. Hiding herself from him. Blood stained the fabric along her thigh and hip and she pressed a hand to the wound, trying to ease the pain with pressure. Heat travelled down her spine and she knew that she must look a mess. Coated with sweat, tears dried in tracks down her cheeks. Hair tangled and left trailing loose down her back. Never, in all of her imaginings or worst nightmare had she wanted to meet Yoreth on these terms. Why was he here?
Silence stretched between them, time measured only by the sound of movement beyond the door. Guards changing, talking or playing dice. Food prepared and dished out. The house was filled with the Qe’Dreki. What did you say to a man who you’d spent years mourning? He wasn’t dead and she didn’t know how to answer that betrayal or how to understand it. How many trials had she known he was alive? Not enough. Not enough to put aside all the anguish his death had caused her. The deep down loss that even now, with him sat across the room, her soul couldn’t simply ignore. She wanted to snuff any emotive connection to the man out, like a candle flame. Love wasn’t like that though. He had been hers to love, across the ocean until her own heart stopped beating. It wasn’t a love she could undo no matter how much pain it had caused her. Finally, she remembered to breath and the air came jagged into her lungs.
“Fuck off, Yoreth.”
Anger. Anger was a good emotion.
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Postby Elyna » Fri Aug 26, 2016 8:27 am

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So much time had passed between them that the woman struggled to read the man’s reaction. He lent forward and rested his elbows on his knees, steepled his fingers and touched them to his lips. His gaze was fixed on her. She could pick out the flecks of grey in his eyes even now and she looked away examining the locked door instead.
“I’m not here to talk about the past, Elyna.”
“We have nothing to discuss,” she replied. How many screws held the hinges in, she wondered? Could she pick them out with a needle? Shoulders bowed she still felt the tension caused muscles to tighten and fingers to flex.
“Your marriage –”
“What, by the Seven, does my marriage have to do with you, Yoreth?” He’d baited his trap and he won. She straightened, and launched half kneeling on the bed to face him. Fury pulled her forward despite the pain that ricochet along her thigh and the way her throat closed. Still sore from Marcus’s unyielding grip.
The man had moved to, dropping to one knee before her “Elyna,” he urged and searched her expression, “you made a choice. When we were together, do you remember?”
The woman bit her bottom lip, mute. Reluctant to follow him into the past, as he had promised he didn’t want to venture. Her brow knotted with confusion. What was he doing here?!
“You’re a Noble, Elyna Burhan. You have duties, responsibilities to your name, your family and your Kingdom. You chose duty over all else and over everything we shared together,” he lifted a hand to rest on her knee and the woman jolted back once more, out of reach.
Eyes narrowed she stared at him, relentless, “you married someone behind my back, Yoreth. We had so many plans! Y-you—“
“I followed my duty to my name! It’s not a noble name, Elyna but it was a line to continue. You refused me, don’t you remember? You chose the path, Ely. You chose duty and a family that would never have allowed our union.”
She couldn’t stay sat any longer and she rushed to her feet. The pain that followed was intense and caused the blood to drain from her face. Elyna forced herself across the room, burning from within, “we spoke of marriage and the date kept changing, Yoreth!”
“Who changed it?” It was his demand and he followed her across the floorboard. Brow furrowed before he bent and collected her. Picking her up and depositing her back on the bed without thought. “You’re injured and you’re pregnant,” his face paused a few inches from hers and the young woman didn’t dare breathe, “stop fighting me. Stop trying to open up that wound, you’re smarter then this.”
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Postby Elyna » Tue Aug 30, 2016 12:32 pm

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“You were dead!” She hissed at him.
His gaze dropped over her face to her lips before raising again. He paused and finally pushed away from her, returning to his chair. He didn’t sit but instead lent a hand on the back of it.
“I couldn’t watch you making that choice anymore,” he admitted, “between me and your duty. I thought it would be easier.”
Elyna sat up again but refrained from leaping back to her feet. Her leg throbbed with white-hot pain and she expected she’d undone any of the healing it had done overnight.
“You were dead,” the woman repeated. Her limbs felt heavy as she sat as though she was made of straw that had been soaked in water, “how could I do anything but mourn you?”
The man had the grace to look away once more, examining the back of his hands “I didn’t say easier for you. Duty meant you couldn’t marry me. I hoped that by leaving you’d be free to make a choice that would satisfy your parents and your own heart…but how could I share you, Elyna?”
“You betrayed us, Yoreth you married someone else.”
“And you made a mockery of my sacrifice, when you chose fucking Malcolm Krome over your arranged match!”
Shocked by the sudden return of violence, the young woman returned to her feet without thinking. The pain was blinding and she crashed back down again with a crack of the bedframe. Dizziness blurred her vision and she held her breath and counted to ten. When would she learn that she couldn’t move like this anymore?
“You don’t talk about Malcolm, Yoreth. You don’t get to say anything about him!”
“Stop me, Elyna!” The chair was kicked across the room. The leg snapping on impact with the wall. The hawk screeched and flew from its perch, wheeled around the room and settled again behind her as though sheltering behind its mother.
“He’s a jealous shit of a man! Tell me a single man he hasn’t hunted to destruction? My family was hounded from Andaris because I once loved you! Justify the actions of a rational Moseke Captain. He tried to have his own sons killed –”
“You’re lying, Yoreth,” she couldn’t move and simply covering her ears would be childish. The woman hung her head, trying to block out the poison that spilled from his lips.
“I never wanted you to choose between me and your duty, but can the Captain say the same? Where is he now Elyna? Pregnant and he’s abandoned you. I bet he cut you off first. Set you up in some isolated cabin away from civilisation.”
She tried to block the words out, focusing instead on her own breathing and the incessant ache in her thigh. The blood that started seeping over the skin and seeping through her trousers. The house though, the house was isolated. It had been so cosy for the two of them. An escape from the city. It wasn’t as Yoreth was saying. It wasn’t true.
“If he’s out of town did he have ‘friends’ dropping in to see you? Sending back reports?”
Elyna ran her tongue over her front teeth and shut her eyes. Count to a hundred she thought, count to a thousand. It was all lies. It wasn’t true. Kathyrn, Benjamin and Nathan they were friends. Colleagues from the Iron Hand and they had wanted to help, “why are you saying all of this, Yoreth?” She demanded, angry “why would you think these things?”
“Because it’s what he did to his first wife, look out the window, Elyna and open your eyes. He’s dangerous, he’s jealous and he’s controlling.”
“There’s no truth in what you’re saying!”
“Then why are you here?”
She looked up at him then mouth open with disbelief, “because Marcus has kidnapped me. He won’t let me go!”
“Marcus is trying to save you, grow up, Elyna. You’re under his protection and this is a marriage that your family wants. Make it easy, or make it hard. It’s not your choice anymore.”
“How – ” she blurted out, “how are you tied up in all of this? Why are you even here?!”
“Veljorn and I are old friends…please believe me when I say, I have your best interests at heart.”
Someone knocked on the door behind him and he sighed. Yoreth collected the broken chair and set the pieces together in the corner of the room, “Marcus is moving to Krome. You’re going with him. You’ll be beyond my help…”
She spat at him as three guards entered, one collecting her sword and bag and the other two taking a firm grip of her shoulders and dragging her to her feet.
“You’ve been trying to help me?” She rolled her eyes “I never want your help, Yoreth. I never want to see you again.”
“Look after yourself, love.”
It was too much. Too many lies and half-truths and now this. A term of endearment from a man she’d believed was dead. Elyna burst out laughing. It unsettled the men who escorted her out of the room. But she didn’t stop. It was hilarious. Yoreth wanted her to take care. Marcus wanted to marry her and Malcolm…with every word that had fallen in the room they’d tarnished him in her mind.
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Postby Faith » Sun Sep 04, 2016 4:14 pm

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Points!:
Story: 5/5
Collaboration: 0/ 5 (solo thread)
Structure: 5/ 5

Knowledge:
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Yoreth Blackwood: Most completely, certainly, absolutely not dead.
Endurance: Sleeping whilst in pain is difficult.
Endurance: Adrenaline is a great pain killer.
Medicine: Re opening a wound undoes all previous healing
Psychology: Feeling unattractive has a significant impact on how you interact with others.


Specialised
Yoreth Blackwood: Old friends with Velijorn
Yoreth Blackwood: Wants you to marry Marcus
Yoreth Blackwood: Really doesn't like Malcolm
Malcolm: Yoreth believes he's jealous and controlling
Endurance: Sometimes, exhaustion takes over
Endurance: Adrenaline only lasts a limited time.
Medicine: Even slow blood loss has symptoms if not staunched.
Psychology: Betrayal is the hardest thing to overcome


Loot: Injury: The injury in Elyna's leg continues and will take 10 trials to heal if she rests it. She will get a scar from this, though if it keeps opening, it will be a very jagged one.
She also has a range of bruises which will take a further 6 trials to heal.
Fame: none in this thread
Overview:
General comments. Wow. Just wow. I don't know how you manage to write such vivid and poetic imagery into your posts, but you do so. This was an emotional, beautiful, terrifying and absolutely wonderful thread to read. I'm so pleased I got to review it! I leave it wanting to see Yoreth and Marcus get their comeuppance and hungry to find out what happens next. Thank you for weaving such wonderful words!
Story Awesome. I have no other words. Awesome.
Structure No issues - all great.
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