take me back to the age of innocence - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: take me back to the age of innocence (/showthread.php?tid=3157) |
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- Talitha de le Poer - 08-21-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .talithatemplate strong {font:9pt Georgia; font-weight:bold; line-height:0.8em; letter-spacing:-1px;} </style> [/html] - Sirius Revlis - 08-21-2008 [html]
- Talitha de le Poer - 08-21-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .talithatempakumu strong {color:white;} </style> http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj31 ... ttable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> Her head lifted up a little bit to see the young coyote — obviously younger than her but not by a tonne — but the desire to acknowledge him was almost nonexistent. She mentally shook herself, sending spots of colour through her memory that ate away at Andre's face and eliminated the horrible images, and her tail gave a swipe at the air. All four paws moved in tandem and she slowly made her way over to him, lowering herself more and more as she got close until she was practically on her belly right in front of him. What if he tried to rape her like Andre had? She swallowed her fear and looked up at the chest of the coyote. His copper fur caught and held the sunlight as she stared up at him from her fallen position, and her red eyes had only the slightest light of curiosity. Who was this kid? Her nose reached feebly for his chest, but she stopped herself short, looking further. The bottom of his muzzle didn't seem as slender as it should be, as if he was more than just any old coyote. Talitha's head lowered itself back onto her feet as she waited for him to walk over her and move on, or violate her, or do whatever a coyote faced with what could have past as a begging dog would do. She may have been Gabriel's daughter, and may have once demanded and commanded attention with a sharp eye, but she was nothing more than a broken baby in a shattered cradle now. She had to pick up her pieces, but how, she couldn't say. And she was waiting for a response, any kind of response, from this other child. - Sirius Revlis - 08-25-2008 [html]
- Talitha de le Poer - 08-25-2008 Omg THERE'S SO MANY TYPOS. Dx *fixes herself*[html]<style type="text/css"> .talithatempakumu strong {color:white;} </style> http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj31 ... ttable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> For half a moment, she was hopeful; his green eyes had fell upon her. He was acknowledging her presence, and without hostility or ill intent. As much as Talitha wanted to stand up and be strong and take charge like she always would, she merely gave a very, very hopeless little smile that winked out of existence the moment he stepped back. From there it was another two blows, one to lower her eyes and one to lower her head and her ears. You're weird. You're weird. You're weird. Are you's sick? You're weird. Sick. Weird. She trembled a little; was this what life was gonna be like? She, being afraid of the judgment of another being simply because he had shown promise in not being a bad man? I'm not weird, she muttered defiantly into her feet, but fighting spirit was sorely lacking. Her overly submissive posture was not one to be ignored but, as he had moved back, so too did she shuffled backward over the shrubby grass and the buried sand to be a good distance away. Once there, she stood a little, but the shaking was obvious and she probably looked more like a beggar than the daughter of Inferni's king. She had certainly always been pretty bad at playing the role of princess, following an ideal lifestyle of yearning to be a guardian with the slightest newly sparked interest in instruments, but not quite as bad as she was now that she didn't look like a princess. I'm not, she quietly assured him, despite her eyes screaming out that she was far from okay. - Sirius Revlis - 08-26-2008 [html]
- Talitha de le Poer - 08-26-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .talithatempakumu strong {color:white;} </style> http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj31 ... ttable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> It wasn't your fault, she said quietly, standing only a little bit taller. Normal Talitha would have happily grabbed the situation by the tail and faced it with fists balled up, but Raped Talitha was unable to compose herself long enough to even sound fiery like she normally would. She wasn't cold, and so she refused his offer with a shake of her head. Gabriel probably would've been disappointed in his daughter, knowing she was so unresponsive to another kid to have fun with, but the circumstances excused her lack of motivation completely. His words would once have offended her, and also once may have provoked a lecture, but now she simply nodded. She supposed, compared to most coyotes, she did look pretty odd. Oh... C-can I help you look? She needed to do something productive. Something to get her mind off those groans and that cackling and snarling and the fists that had pounded relentlessly into her. She needed an escape, and Sirius was about to help her create that escape, if he would invite her company in his search. If not, she would go back to reliving the torment and hoping it disappeared of its own accord eventually. - Sirius Revlis - 08-26-2008 [html]
- Talitha de le Poer - 08-26-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .talithatempakumu strong {color:white;} </style> http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj31 ... ttable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> This distraction was good; it was working. She even managed to look quizzical when the name "Squirk" was tossed in her direction, and she caught it deftly and turned it over her mind before looking to him for the answers she sought. She couldn't see anybody else with them, but maybe Squirk was his brother or something that he needed to protect. Or maybe Squirk was an inanimate object, a pet rock or something akin to it. In any case, it would probably be rude to ask who he was, in case he was some kind of imaginary friend that Talitha was unable to see (she was guilty of having had an imaginary friend in Dahlia de Mai that had disappeared by the time Andrezej was done with her) and therefore a perfect opportunity for offense to be taken. Okay, she said, opting for the more neutral answer that revealed nothing. As for a good place to find food, well, one could argue that Inferni wasn't the best of places for food. Coyotes lived off of things from the sea and sometimes they stole. A lot of times, they hunted in the forest, and that was the exact direction in which she turned. The animals like the trees more. It was probably an amazing change on her part; she didn't sound broken anymore, at least not for the moment. She sounded as if purpose flooded her at all angles, as if God was leading her properly once more and wasn't letting the Devil penetrate her paper thing defenses. She smiled a little at Sirius, speaking softly as she did: We need to get to the forest before we'll find more than mice. - Sirius Revlis - 08-26-2008 [html]
- Talitha de le Poer - 08-27-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .talithatempakumu strong {color:white;} </style> http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj31 ... ttable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> The "strange and dark" caves were something like anything out of her dreams; they were comfort to her. She stayed with her father in them, and soon would be joined by her mother, but that was yet to be foretold. It was yet even to occur. She didn't really consider the question for long, but took her time in responding simply because a green bug that looked a bit like a leaf had caught her attention, shuffling easily over a fallen branch and stopping when Sirius' shadow fell over it. She was mildly intrigued by the way it became stalk still, and she almost could have giggled, if she could remember how to laugh. The screams in her head were mostly silenced, and while she knew it was temporary, she was more than glad for the time away from it all. My dad and I stay in the caves, she said quietly. If it wasn't obvious who her father was, that was okay; she would more than happily tell anyone who asked if they weren't unusually suspicious. Anyone, that was, excluding male wolves. But Sirius was not a male wolf, and must have had some coyote blood, or else he would not live amongst the Inferni members. He smelled like two different things, like Gabriel and like somewhere farther away, but she couldn't place it. Her distinct lack of taste for travel certainly kept her cooped up in the general area of Inferni. The furthest she had gone was Dahlia de Mai, and that had neither gone over well nor been simply because she felt like going somewhere else. If you don't want to live in the caves, I could help you dig a den in the forest or... Or... Something. She still couldn't believe she'd opened up easily to him, but without Andre's face in her head she could unwind a little. It would get worse, but she didn't quite know that yet, either. - Sirius Revlis - 08-27-2008 [html]
- Talitha de le Poer - 08-28-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .talithatempakumu strong {color:white;} </style> http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj31 ... ttable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> I don't know any of those places, she admitted. It was absolutely perfect; she didn't explore and her dad said wolves were to be treated like the enemy if they acted at all slightly hostile, even if that hostility was the product of just any old bad day. She hadn't really gone anywhere but Inferni and Dahlia de Mai and surrounding area in a long time, since they had first crossed over the mountain, save for wherever it was they had fled to. Shadowed Sun sounded interesting, and she decided she'd go see that when she got a chance to. Twilight Vale had a more eerie name than anything else, and so she decided that was a place she didn't really want to visit. Either way, she probably would never actually make her way out to either pack. She preferred to be static in Inferni and to not have to sleep alone without a companion. Oh, of course I'll come help. Anything to help someone she didn't know, and it was also a good way to make her stop thinking about Andrezej. Someone who didn't know what had occurred who had access to her mind might have thought she was absolutely obsessed with him, maybe madly in love with him and wishing she could have sex with him. That was kind of how her thoughts went, but it was the exact opposite; reading one's mind had nothing to do with the emotions, so it would bring about a lot of confusion if mind readers did exist. She smelled the rabbits too, at that moment, and nodded. Her toes tensed a little as she moved in the direction the scents were coming from, unable to properly judge how far or how close they were. Therefore she moved slowly, hoping not to stir them up and cause them to flee before their reaction time caught up to... Well, the reaction. The chthonic scent of their blood in their veins, both sickening and sweet, was too easy to detect, but how close were they really? |