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estdeus_innobisJuly 3rd, Friday night
Stumbling homewards along the bank of the river
I am not sure who is helping who to walk; Iago helping me or me helping Iago. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to grab him and take him over to La Fee Verte ... but he was mopey and it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Admittedly, I don't have the best track record with good ideas. We got drunk on absinthe. Then I thought it would cheer him up ever more, so we went to see the show at The Grindhouse. Then Daiyu happened. Before I could say 'boo', we were back in her trailer, chasing the dragon. What happened next is still rather fuzzy. I am pretty sure we didn't have sex, with either her or each other, but I am pretty sure we got a private viewing of her contortion act.
But now my head just hurts, and Iago's giggling madly and stumbling over his own feet, and I may just need to sleep this off. Maybe I just want to get back inside....
Shake my head to make that crawling feeling go away. I'm being silly, it's not like I am out alone, after all. Iago is babbling something about his cousins, and I can't follow any of it. "You are an absolute mess, do you know that?" I say, half sighing, half laughing. "Granted, I am an absolute mess too." We both stumble and barely keep each other from going down face first into the river.
"We are never telling Glass about this, right?"
(open to Iago and Marbas and Kaeli)
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Date: 2012-04-04 11:17 pm (UTC)so far, he's so far away...
"I need to get some help but since you're the doctor... I need to get someone else." That's funny... I think I am laughing, but it's more a gurgle... doesn't hurt that much, anymore... colder, it got colder out...
Iago's babbling again, and he's threatening me not to die... whats he gonna do if I die... kill me...? Ha ha hahahaha
"'ll... wait... here..." I try to call out to his retreating back... cough up more blood...
Alone...
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Date: 2012-04-04 11:48 pm (UTC)Lucien's eyes are glazed but they still move about, and his lips move, but there's no words, just gurgling and a wheeze. The dagger's right there, I can finish it off...
but instead I take his hand. "I am sorry Lucien. I am... I tried to keep you safe... He knew that. That you were my weakness..." I know it makes no matter to him. "You're a good man, Lucien Constantine. The Light knows that, and will welcome you." His lead lolls and he looks at me. I swear he almost smiles. I smile back. I shall stay, until the end.
It's not more than two minutes, if that... The death rattle comes, the body gives one long violent shudder...
And then it's over. He's still. He's gone. I sigh, and reach out to coax his eyes closed. "Rrrrrrruhe in Frrrrrieden mein Frrrrrreund" Oh... ohhhh....... yessssssssssss......
I had wondered, would I have to grovel, would He make me wait? No... oh, like a fire sweeping a dead forest, my powers come washing back over me. Like a cloak, I shake off this broken, bloodied, human form, my demonoid form aflame, my wings unfurled behind me.
I throw back my head and trumpet my return to myself, a roar that echoes up the river, to the Town, to the Tower, to my Lady and babe in our garden....
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Date: 2012-04-05 01:36 am (UTC)I understand that Marbas is talking, but it's Wanda's voice I hear, from somewhere far off, whispering melodically, calling me away from this, away from the pain, and the cold... and I follow her voice, for it's warm, and it's familiar and it's...
home.
The night has turned to day, the breeze soft and cool, the scent of flower and fern and far off snow. The path leads to a small village, one I know well, and remember. I was happy here, once... and I could be again, I already am...
I'm home! I'm going home..."