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estdeus_innobisSaturday, August 7th, Well past dark
Neither here nor there
I had been checking into days and times that might correspond, position of the moon and the sun...
but when the storm blew in, lighting splitting the sky and thunder making Excolo sound like we had a rail station?
The time was now.
I bundled Rose off to Lucien's. He was concerned of course. Where was I going on such a night? Was someone in trouble? Was I doing something stupid? Well, yes, I am sure it's stupid, but I couldn't rightly tell him that. I kept assuring him everything was fine, it was just something that had to be done, and I would be back as soon as I could. Rose took much more convincing, and she was still agitated when I left. "Mummy loves you and will be back soon!" I called out as I dashed back into the storm. I hoped I was not lying to her.
Changed into something bettered suited for the task at hand; threw on my coat, strapped on my sword and took up arms. Out, into the night, into the storm, into the woods. I had thought of sacrificing a young black calf, burning it as offering, finding the right herbs... but something else guides me now. I know, without knowing, what to do. Stride out with purpose to the clearing in the woods, where I practice my knife throwing. My space. My circle.
I stand in the center of the clearing now, the rain beating down on my upturned face. My leather trench keeps the chill out, but my tank top and jeans are soaked to the bone in spite of it. I watch the sky, the light that illuminates it, and suddenly there is a crack that makes my ears ring, and a flash that turns the night into day. Hold up the shield to protect my eyes and when I lower it again I see one of the trees has been hit by the lightning, and has split down the middle, still smoldering and on fire in some spots.
“Well. If that's not a doorway...”
I take a deep breath, back up several paces. With a battle cry, I run towards the V-shaped opening and hurl myself through it. Using the shield, I keep the flames from my face, and drop into a roll once I clear the blackened wood. Come back up to my feet and---
"Fuck me, it worked." I breathe out, staring up at the mountain before me. The rain still falls and lightning illuminates the clouds that obscure the top from view. Squinting my eyes, I can see a break in the terrain and scrub about 20 yards before me. The break seems to lead upwards in a barely discernible line. I take a deep breath, and exhale. He never said it would be easy. Firming up my resolve to see this to the end, I put one foot in front of the other and begin the trek up.
(open to Ares)
Neither here nor there
I had been checking into days and times that might correspond, position of the moon and the sun...
but when the storm blew in, lighting splitting the sky and thunder making Excolo sound like we had a rail station?
The time was now.
I bundled Rose off to Lucien's. He was concerned of course. Where was I going on such a night? Was someone in trouble? Was I doing something stupid? Well, yes, I am sure it's stupid, but I couldn't rightly tell him that. I kept assuring him everything was fine, it was just something that had to be done, and I would be back as soon as I could. Rose took much more convincing, and she was still agitated when I left. "Mummy loves you and will be back soon!" I called out as I dashed back into the storm. I hoped I was not lying to her.
Changed into something bettered suited for the task at hand; threw on my coat, strapped on my sword and took up arms. Out, into the night, into the storm, into the woods. I had thought of sacrificing a young black calf, burning it as offering, finding the right herbs... but something else guides me now. I know, without knowing, what to do. Stride out with purpose to the clearing in the woods, where I practice my knife throwing. My space. My circle.
I stand in the center of the clearing now, the rain beating down on my upturned face. My leather trench keeps the chill out, but my tank top and jeans are soaked to the bone in spite of it. I watch the sky, the light that illuminates it, and suddenly there is a crack that makes my ears ring, and a flash that turns the night into day. Hold up the shield to protect my eyes and when I lower it again I see one of the trees has been hit by the lightning, and has split down the middle, still smoldering and on fire in some spots.
“Well. If that's not a doorway...”
I take a deep breath, back up several paces. With a battle cry, I run towards the V-shaped opening and hurl myself through it. Using the shield, I keep the flames from my face, and drop into a roll once I clear the blackened wood. Come back up to my feet and---
"Fuck me, it worked." I breathe out, staring up at the mountain before me. The rain still falls and lightning illuminates the clouds that obscure the top from view. Squinting my eyes, I can see a break in the terrain and scrub about 20 yards before me. The break seems to lead upwards in a barely discernible line. I take a deep breath, and exhale. He never said it would be easy. Firming up my resolve to see this to the end, I put one foot in front of the other and begin the trek up.
(open to Ares)
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Date: 2012-08-21 04:07 am (UTC)side of my head. "Attention and breath mints." I groan, but laugh as I push a huge head away.
We come up on another curve, and there's a loud whine from behind me. I turn back to see Cerebus has stopped and sat down, huge eyes looking at me from down turned heads. Look to the bend in the path, then back to my new friend. "I suppose I need to go it alone from here, huh boy?" I ask, giving last scratches behind ear and pets to noses. I get nuzzles from three directions, and I chuckle. "Alright, thanks for the escort and be a good boy." I tell him, then head around the corner.
There are a few more ragged soldiers, which are dispatched easily enough... almost too easy. I don't question my luck, just keep moving. So close to the top, I can almost touch the clouds above my head. I have been trying to conserve my energy, but now that I might be near my goal, I break into a jog. Round another blind corner, ready to defend---
"Anne!" I cry out in surprise. I never expected to see her again, but here she is; leaning against a tree in black leather jeans and a tank top, colorful tattoos, and a cigarette dangling from black tipped fingers. "Hey babe, what's shakin'?" She asks in a raspy voice, a shit eating grin on her face. Completely forgetting my task for the moment, I drop my shield
and spear and all but tackle her in a bear hug. She hugs me right back, laughing. "God, that hard up that I'm lookin' good now?" She jokes as I pull back and wipe tears from my eyes. "No... I've just missed you so damn much!" And now I'm laughing. "How in the hell did you end up here?" I ask, looking at her then around. "Neat thing about bein' dead... you can be just about anywhere you want to be." She winks, then flicks her cigarette over the side of the mountain. "C'mon, lets get you where you need to go, babe." Anne offers, looping an arm about my shoulder after I retrieve my weapons.
We start traveling the path up again, talking about the old days and what's been going on in Excolo since we last spoke. God I missed her easy grace and her laugh and grin and the way her energy would belt out what used to
be called hair metal whenever---
I slow my steps, still smiling and chatting... but I'm listening. Oh, that's good. Not fair in the slightest, but good. I stop my pace and let my free arm fall from her waist. Anne stops and turns back to me. "What's the problem babe?" I cock my head and study her again, still smiling. I shake my head and chuckle softly. "Nothing... I've just never seen you
impersonate anyone else before Lady Eris. It's very convincing. You certainly had me fooled." Before my eyes, Anne's black hair shifts to a lovely brown, her pale yet colorful skin goes to a creamy light olive, and the shit eating grin turns into something distinctly colder. Yeah... she intimidates me more than the three headed demon dog. I drop to one knee and bow
my head. She may not be my goddess, but she is Lugh's wife and Ares' sister, so I will give her the respect due to her. "At least you have manners." Eris concedes, but before I can think of something to say, the heel of her foot connects with my jaw and I go sprawling to the side. Warily, I leap to my feet, ready to defend myself if attacked again. Eris
just stands there, arms crossed.