M - take my heart out

Talitha de le Poer · 06-09-2011, 12:46 AM

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WARNING This thread contains: strong language, drug usage, strong violence, or strong sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

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For Cotl. Backdated to June 06, 2011 -- if that's okay. I can change it if Cotl is busy that day. <3 Sometime around late afternoon, early evening.

With Caillen dead, efficiently buried in the earth near the entrace to her den, Talitha had tried to forget. Silence had been her code for hours; Myron was concerned for his young friend who had, without a desire to speak of the past, come to him in a similar situation. It occured to the man that she needed the comfort of a friend who could do more for her than speak on loss. It had been his idea to send her to the room at the end of the second floor hall of the Mansion, his idea to take the worn guitar that needed strings. He'd been the one to bring back ink, as a gift to the crude orange hybrid who lived there. Talitha hadn't wished to see anyone, but Myron made it sound so nice to take comfort in the presence of another lover.

Guitar and inks in hand, the russet hybrid made her way from the cave she'd staked claim on, determined to see the German she'd befriended the fall before. Still, silence did not let her go. Even as she ascended the stairs, turning down the hall with careful steps, the broken Princess spoke nothing. It wasn't until she was faced with Ende that she opened her mouth to call for him. "Cotl? Are you home?" She didn't bother to wait for an answer, gently pushing open the door that separated her from the Imaginifer. "I have something for you." Of course, in the moment it was simply the ink, but she expected to give him more than a temporary gift. Cotl had always been there for her in the past, a constant in her life that had done well for her since the loss of their puppies. Though much different than Caillen Winters, Cotl occupied a portion of the woman's cold heart.

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