Re: [m] afraid you might return for more

POSTED: Thu May 10, 2018 11:02 am

Out of the corner of her eye she swore that the bones beneath the dirty blanket twitched.

She watched him build a fiery pyre that matched the shade that glittered around in his eyes. The mushroom has left her mouth tasting cloyingly of earth and deep dark things that caught between her teeth. He used his hands to cusp the flames (had they been so long and strong looking before) and lit two cigarettes in a masterful way.

No one did that in Onuba.

Her face tingled as she took the thing from him, holding it pensively for a long moment as he spoke. Her eyes felt huge on her face and she grinned at him happily - "Oh yeah, loads of times." The lie hung in her throat with the smoke as she inhaled - and promptly coughed up a lung.

"No." Cough. "Perhaps I haven't." Cough.

Her face tingled, and she raised her free hand to draw it along her jaw - "Whoa."

She glanced at him with eyes that were turning more black than blue - her expression slowly turning languid as she peered at him. Had be always been sitting so close? Odalis tipped the cigarette to inspect the fiery end, her expression ignited with the fiery warmth of the teeny tiny ember there.

She blew smoke through her nose, allowed the smoke to billow through her jaws - she coughed less, but her chest felt like it was burning. Odalis sidled up to him without thinking - the body was twitching beneath the blanket.

"Sadira." She clutched his hand, "You see that?"
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POSTED: Fri May 11, 2018 11:37 am

He settled down beside her, waiting for color and mayhem, watching for the swirls of his cigarette to blossom into another world of unimaginable shapes. His was too broad a frame; it would take time.

She choked on the cigarette beside him, and he began to explain the proper approach when Sally recognized a distancing in her stare, a wonder in her touch and perception. It was far from the first time he had witnessed such a thing, although the effects sunk in faster for the young woman than it did for most. He shouldn’t have been surprised, she was so tiny.

She looked about ready to toss the still-smoldering joint between her teeth but shimmied in close instead and seized his hand in a vice grip. It was, slowly and surely, becoming a first for Salvador Sadira. A rare thing, indeed.

“Sally,” he passively corrected her. His mother’s family name was as useless to him as the members of the family he never met (but were evidently nearby, as she divulged earlier). He followed her eyes to the sheet and the skeleton underneath, untouched by psychedelic effect. “No. Just relax, let it happen. Nothing’s going to jump out at you. Understand?”

Charmed, whether by the start of influence or by the sheer eccentricity of their interactions that day, the Sadira smirked and leaned back against the wall. The drug probably wouldn’t go well for her, he anticipated. Not now, anyway. Perhaps it would in the long run.

He’d raised his voice in anger not seconds ago—minutes? Was it longer? The drug was setting in—and now she had latched herself to his hand and arm and Sally found he did not mind.

What a story this would be. “What do you see?”

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POSTED: Wed May 16, 2018 12:53 am

From up close she could see the hints of red fur that crept around his eyes – each time he moved his head it was like she could see rippling embers. It frightened her. The more she stared at him the warmer she became – her blouse laying damply against her chest. She had unbuttoned it so that it lay half open and as the heat flared again she gasped, her hand tightening around his.

The twitching body was erratic and kept drawing her eyes back towards it. Her free hand nervously set the cigarette against her lips, and she allowed the smoke to waft loosely between her gaping jaws. Salvador seemed so calm, so stalwart in his decision – and as the effects of the mushroom wore on and on and on… he settled quietly against the wall and urged her to relax.

Her heart beat raucously, her long spaniel ears twitching along with the bones she imagined rattling beneath the dirty sheet.

She repeated his name in her head as if she could taste it on her tongue, but she couldn’t say it - her teeth felt too large in her mouth.

She clutched his hand against her clammy palm and shuddered, ”I see fire.”

There were flames licking the edges of the store front – but they were purple and blue and green. She could feel the thrum of her heart beat in her throat and it weighed upon her heavily, tipping her towards him so that she could pillow her head against his angular shoulder.

”Hold me.”

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POSTED: Sat May 26, 2018 12:40 am

“There’s no fire,” he said. “There’s only me.”

The walls rippled around them, reds and yellows and blues alternating. The skeleton beneath the blanket climbed to its fleshless feet, tied the blanket about his neck and shoulders like a cape, and began to strategize an upcoming battle to lines of debris.

Hold me, she requested, her voice a whisper beneath the booming of directions and the scream of clashing blades and death cries. Barely conscious of it, Salvador wrapped his arm around her and held her to his chest. Unlike the girl, he knew it would pass, though this was only a dull concept in the back of his mind, like the constant but forgettable drone of a summer beetle on the hottest day of the year. In that moment, however, one filled with sound and swirls and imaginary blood of a radical black ooze, Sally would have given anything to have been anywhere else.

“It’s just me,” he confirmed to himself and the skeleton, as if prompted, sent its soldiers of scattered debris to battle. He had experienced bad trips. This would not be one of them.

Salvador remembered the weight against him. He looked at her, her fire-red hair, and saw a woman aflame. He startled, just slightly, before the flame dissipated before his eyes and who she was in reality was not who or what he saw.

Who or what he saw, he was happy to see. He admired the light in her hair and her eyes in a wistful, nostalgic way, and then he tipped back his head against the wall and smiled up at the shapes across the ceiling.

Until they reached down and enveloped him in a delightfully fuzzy way, anyway.

“Deep breaths, now,” he said to himself and anyone listening. “Let yourself go.”

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POSTED: Tue Jun 12, 2018 11:00 am

She barely heard him when he spoke, his voice crackling like static in her ears. The flames around them grew higher; more vibrant than anything she had ever seen - and her dear grew right alongside it, her breaths going sharp and ragged in her chest.

Odalis whined, a soft, sad, pitiful sound.

"Deep breaths," she repeated, her small hands balled into fists at her side, "Deep breaths."

The skeleton shuddered and she squeezed Sally's hand, turning herself so that the length of her pressed to his side. Her skirts were bunched around her thighs, the fabric gathered in shallow hillocks and peaks that had her thinking of the Halcyon. Her fingers danced over the mountain range before becoming tangled in his chest, and quite suddenly she was staring at him - realizing how close and warm he was.

The mark on his muzzle was a beacon that called for her, an ember that sprung to life as the ghostly fire grew still around her.

She canted her head slowly to look up at him with eyes that matched a foggy moon, her pupils dark circles that reflected every piece of him.

Without saying anything Odalis kissed Salvador - ignoring the gnawing fear of flame as it grew and grew and grew, deep and warm in her belly.
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POSTED: Wed Jun 13, 2018 8:48 am

He remembered a kiss, but the period thereafter was filled mostly with colors and shapes and sounds and a consciousness that did not care to make sense of any of it. There was a simple pleasantry to it all, a happiness and a relief that could only be explained by way of pulling those shapes and colors and pushing them together. There was a warmth, a great warmth, which he somewhere in his colorful subconscious incorrectly attributed to the dull fire he had started, and he basked in it. He felt something let go and assumed vaguely that it was his back or the cling of stress. He was wrong about that too.

When some of his senses returned to him and combined to make some rationality, Salvador found the fire doused, the room lit subtle by a portion of the moon, and the young woman curled up beside him, neither quite asleep nor awake. He watched a few more colorful shapes contentedly and realized these were not shapes but memories, and not just memories but bodies. Their bodies.

His shirt and pants were across the floor. Sally stared at them for a very long time without any further need for thought.

Eventually, when he was quite certain he was thinking straight, he roused her enough to wiggle his body out from underneath her and retrieve his things.

“Hey, I’m going,” he whispered, hoping she was too asleep to hear. “Take care of yourself, girly.”

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POSTED: Mon Jun 25, 2018 3:27 pm

She remembered little save for the heat that had grown between them - a deep crescendo that had settled between her legs and roiled up her torso. Her mouth was gently bruised where he had kissed her, her auburn head pillowed by her blouse and skirt. She sleepily took in the silver glimmer in the room and realized for the first time that it was now fully night - there was nothing left of the towering flames that had crept and crawled along the walls.

Her fingers were tangled in the curls of his chest and as he roused himself she sleepily yawned - blinking the bright moon-blue of her eyes as he gathered his clothes.

"Mm?" She managed, stretching her hands high above her head.

"Will I see you again?" But he was already gone.

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