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Post by Saikoro Kohana on Dec 21, 2009 16:40:31 GMT -5
"To Amarie," she finished for him with a nod, "go ahead. Need me to punch the number in for you?"
If only Emma had handed him that sooner. After all, it only flipped out of his hands when he stumbled. Besides, now he was near Colette, glad to feel her presence. He heard her speak, and heard her choke up on her own tears. Saikoro swallowed and then immediately seemed very alert. "S-She's hurt? Is there something I can do? Anything!? There's gotta be something." He exclaimed rather quickly, eyes darting though he could see nothing.
Well, that was a relief. Even now, blind as a bat, Sai still felt aan obligation to be Superman to anyone in danger. Of course, there was nothing he could really do for Harmony. However, the fact someone was in trouble had distracted him from what he had thought of before. Amarie. He blinked and turned his head from side to side. He couldn't find that phone and he doubted he would. Oh well, right now, he wanted to help Harmony in any way he could.
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Post by Luna on Dec 21, 2009 19:08:44 GMT -5
Fields of goldShe looked down over Harmony and her wound. "Shh.." She soother her softly. "He's right over there." She pointed. "Harmony, I know.." She tilted her head slightly, grabbing the woman's hand with her own. "Just close your eyes." She whispered gently. "Just close your eyes.."
Once her eyes were closed, Luna placed a hovering hand over Harmony's body, a golden light shining down onto her body. Luna closed her eyes, saying a silent prayer. Dear Omni, I understand that You will chose what is best for this woman. You know the desire of my heart to be heal this child of yours.. I ask now for Your healing touch -- that You will be my comfort and strength. I pray that ultimately, whatever happens, You will be glorified through me. I pray this in Jesus’ name, amen. --
Dean's head turned, hearing the love of his life calling out to him. But what he saw.. simply amazed him. A beauty unlike none-other that he had seen since the birth of his children. Tears welled into his eyes, and for the first time; in such a long time; he prayed.
I'm not perfect. I know that.. I also know you have power over life and death. You know even things that are uncertain and obscure, and our very thoughts and feelings are not hidden from you. You see everything, my secret faults, and I have done wrong and you saw it. You know how weak I am, both in soul and in body. Give me strength, O Lord, in my frailty and sustain me in my sufferings. Grant me this one thing... Tears spilled down his cheek. Please don't take her.. I can't live without her.. He closed his eyes tightly, looking to the sky. Amen. ---
Colette took in a sharp breath, starring back into the kitchen as a golden light filled it. She found more strength now, than she had in a very long time. Seeing a cell phone on the ground, she picked it up and mouthed a be right back to Charles as she ran back to the kitchen.
Grasping Sai by the arm, she dialed Amarie's number and placed it to his ear. "Make sure your family is safe." She told him softly, giving his arm a gentle squeeze as she walked back towards her husband. Giving him a nod, she began her ascend up the stairs... ---
Tyler nodded softly, laying Eliza against his chest. "Yeah." He smiled softly. God.. I know I've done wrong.. I know no one is perfect. I know you're merciful, and great.. But please; don't let it end like this.. I'm not ready.. I-I haven't--
It suddenly dawned on him.. There was only one person most in his life that he wanted to see right now. "Shea.." He spoke up softly, turning to look at her. "Do you hate me?" He asked in a whisper. "Because if you don't now.. you will." He sat up, and leaned over, giving her lips a gentle kiss.
Breaking it a minute later, he touched her cheek. "I was so blind, and now I see." He smiled. "I can't do this with you.. Because.." He paused, staring into her eyes. "Because I still--and always will-- love Kyla." -- [[EVERY ONE [except Colette] of my chars is praying. lol Perfect song to go with my little moments here. So be sure to listen to it as you read.]]
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Post by Kyla on Dec 21, 2009 22:54:15 GMT -5
The Day The World Ends.The basement was colder than usual when she woke up from her nap. She had been cleaning down stairs so she could start sleeping down there. It was bad enough to share a room with Tyler, but it was worse when she had dreams about him and would mumble his name. She couldn't control it, and she needed another place to sleep. She stood up off the couch and walked over to the window. It felt like it was snowing which wasn't unusual in New York, but she was sure it wasn't snowing when she fell asleep. Then she heard all the buzzing of people talking. She raised a brow looking outside the window her eyes widened it was dark and stormy. Then she saw all the debris swarming in the air. She gulped a large lump in her throat down as she began to run upstairs. When she reached the lobby she was suprised to see almost every mutant she had ever met standing there in confusion. All their faces showed horror and fear. She tried asking a few people what was happening, but they all stared at her dazed. She looked down at the ground and lots of blood. She gasped softly and her head started to hurt. What was happening? She immeadiately ran unstairs to try to find Tyler. She hadn't seen him in the lobby so she checked all the rooms on the second floor praying that blood didn't belong to him. Right before she turned the door knob to Colette's door she took a deep breath. She heard voices, she pressed her ear to the door and heard the last of what the voice was saying... "Because I still--and always will-- love Kyla.". Kyla's eyes widened. Was it? Could it really be? Tyler? She grinned softly, but she couldn't be happy yet, she needed to know what was happening. She took a deep breath and opened the door. "Can someone please tell me what's going on down there?" She asked her voice cracking a tad with fear and excitement.
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Post by misery on Dec 23, 2009 1:22:57 GMT -5
A laugh erupted from her lips as she walked across Biella's lawn. She was dressed up for the night of the Damned. It was her night. She was free to do what she liked because her king was rising. Her confidence rose as she walked. Perking her brows she grinned as she saw the Impala. "Oh now now Dean... how nice that we get to meet again." She pulled the earring out of her ear and grin as he petted the hood of the Impala. She smirked softly and plunged her earring into the hood ripping at the paint leaving scratches in the form of words. She giggled softly as she stepped back to examine her work. Her words were choosen carefully and wisely. 'Misery Loves It's Company'. Blowing on the end of her earring she slipped it back in her ear. She walked to the door and closed her eyes. She teleported to the place she smelt the most blood. The kitchen. Smirking to herself she saw that Dean was standing around a woman who looked to be the reason for the blood loss. She stood in the kitchen doorway eveyone too transfixed on the healing of the woman to notice a demon in the mansion. She clapped her hands. "Bravo Dean...Bravo." She smirked. "Way to let your wife get hurt. Your a horrible husband." She spat out the words. "If not for your pretty face she would be with someone else..." She ran with her inhuman speed over to Harmony. Grinning evilly she looked over at Dean then up to the angel. Forming a ball of lightning in her hand before the angel could react she threw it at her. The angel went flying into the wall and misery let a laugh shake the room. She looked down at her right hand and focused on her index finger. The bone mutated coming out the tip of her finger in the shape of a daggar. She moved Harmony's hair from her face with her bone. "Oh my Dear....You sure do know how to pick them..." She looked over at Dean. "A blonde? I always thought you were more into redheads...." She pressed down her finger a little harder sliding her finger a tad leaving a small cut on her cheek. She closed her eyes looking up towards the ceiling. "Mmmm that smell is quite intoxicating." She let her eyes travel along Harmony's body. "Well well well....What do we have here?" She said pointing to the large hole in Harmony's back that was not quite closed completely. "Looks like a snack." Shooting a glare at Dean she let her long bone find the hole. She shoved it in twisting it from side to side. The screams pleasured her. She pulled the bone out it was now a complete crimson color. She moaned as she licked blood off her finger. "Aww well that's a disappointment.... your not as good as you smell.." She paused laughing. "She's quite a tease....am I correct Dean?" She turned to Dean daring him to approach her.
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Post by Harmony on Dec 23, 2009 1:37:56 GMT -5
Harmony felt the tears before she she saw them. The woman held a light with her that made her tear up. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes like the woman ased her too. She held her hand the best she could even thoguht she couldn't feel her hand she was comforted. Instantly she felt a buzz shudder through her back and arms, and neck.
The gold light was traveling. She started to thank god in her mind. God was healing her. She was going to be okay. She felt her lungs clear and she started taking deep breaths. She laid there gaining the feeling back in her arms. She smiled softly. She could feel them! She could really feel her arms. She turned her heand watching the woman's face. She grinned. She could turn her neck!
Then she tried to move her legs. They didn't budge. She kept trying and trying throughout the whole process of the healing, but still couldn't move her legs. She didn't panic though. She was in the hands of an angel surely to God she wouldn't leave her crippled. She took deep breaths. She turned her face to look at Dean. She smiled softly as she began to sob. She saw the cuts on her arms heal over.
He was looking up towards the sky. He was praying she could tell. She knew that she meant alot to him, and well he meant alot to her. She loved him so much. "Dean..." She reached out with the hand that wasn't in the angel's. She smiled. "I can move..My arms and neck." She sobbed happily. She didn't want to tell him that her legs still weren't moving, but the thought was making her panic.
What was happening? Why could the angel only heal so much? Why would God leave her like this? What did she do to deserve to be cripple? She pushed the thought aside. She needed God to love her and blaming her wouldn't help. She took a deep breath.She prayed her legs would start to work.
Suddenly there was a voice, and it wasn't a friendly one. It was woman and she was harrassing Dean. She was going to protest all the mean things she was saying until she shocked the angel into the wall and began touching her. Harmony's eyes widened and she took short shallow breaths. Why was this happening?
She saw the bone slice into her wound before she felt it. Then with all might in her head she cursed the demon for choosing the moment that she could feel her upper body to torture her. Harmony screamed a blood currdling scream. She couldn't stop the scream until the bitch pulled her finger out. She felt the tears flow down her face.
She bit her tounge not wanting the Demon to kill her if she said a word... or worse she didn't want her to kill Dean.
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Post by shaelynne on Dec 23, 2009 15:08:44 GMT -5
"Shea... Do you hate me?" Shaelynne opened her mouth to reply, to ask what he meant. How could she hate him? How could she possibly hate him? Before she could say anything, though, Tyler continued. "Because if you don't now.. you will." She still didn't understand, but it din't matter then because he was kissing her.
It was gentle and careful and she was so surprised by it she couldn't really kiss back. Her eyes slipped closed though as she let out a light breath. He pulled back again and she looked to him, hoping he would explain. She was so confused.
"I was so blind, and now I see." He smiled. "I can't do this with you.. Because.." He paused, staring into her eyes. "Because I still--and always will-- love Kyla."
Of course. She smiled softly and pressed her hand to his cheek. "I know you do." She pressed a kiss to his cheek. She didn't hate him; she couldn't. There was history with him and Kyla. They were meant to be. "Thank you for helping me as much as you have, though."
As if summoned by the situation, Kyla enetered a moment later. Shaelynne passed her a brief smile and rose from the bed. "I'll let Tyler explain," she answered. "I should get back to Colette." Pressing a kiss to Parker's cheek, she offered the baby to Kyla. "Why don't you take him? He's a charmer, though, so be careful." She giggled lightly before leaving.
Once outside the room, she leaned her back against the wall a moment, letting her eyes close. Taking in a deep breath, she pushed off from the wall and moved down the stairs, heading to the kitchen. Halfway there, though, she heard a piercing scream. Her slow gait immediately changed to a full run. Entering the kitchen, her eyes widened at the sight. "Holy schnikes," she gasped out, pressing a hand to her forehead.
Things had just gotten a whole lot more complicated.
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Dec 23, 2009 18:32:13 GMT -5
...Stay?
Her first reaction was to harden and repel Colette's idea, saying that it wasn't fair that she had to stay here and be the helpless victim again and had to rely on other people to save her, but Cian seemed to have made the decision for the both of them. Colette was stressing--everyone was, but why did she and Cian have to get left behind? Everyone else was going to fight. Just when she thought she could do her part, she dumped her problems on other people. Just when she thought she could redeem herself...
Just when they were all about to die. This was her last chance, and they took it from her.
Logan fought her grasp, and she was just so clumsy in the heat of the moment that she let him down before taking Oliver from Cian (so that he didn't have to carry two children) and pivoting, walking to the couch and sitting down, pulling Ollie close on her lap. She wanted to fight. She wanted to do something. Not just sit here, idle, waiting for the world to stop ending.
Jaw set, irritated, Emma resting her chin on the top of Oliver's blonde hair.
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Post by Dean on Dec 23, 2009 21:05:03 GMT -5
She could move her arms and neck, thank the heavens. But what about her legs? He was getting ready to ask when he felt something shift. It was the same feeling, being in hell, in that room. It was overwhelming, feeling that presence again. "Misery.." He mumbled under his breath.
"Bravo Dean...Bravo." She smirked. "Way to let your wife get hurt. Your a horrible husband." She spat out the words. "If not for your pretty face she would be with someone else..."
Despite being complete and utterly pissed off by her assumptions; he was froze to the ground. Fear had grasped onto him tightly, and he swore under his breath at how weak he'd become. Back in the day, he wouldn't hesitate to engage a fight. But now.. there was consequences to deal with.
"A blonde? I always thought you were more into redheads.... She's quite a tease....am I correct Dean?"
He glared right back at her. "Get. Out." He spat through gritted teeth as he stood still. Harmony's scream and tears were tearing at his heart. But what could he do? He was mortal.. And, if he died, who would be there to take care of his family? Surely; he wouldn't be lucky enough to escape death a second time.. --
Logan stood there a moment, staring at Oliver, Emma, and Cian before running off towards the kitchen. He was free, and to do as he pleased. He wanted to show daddy that he could be brave too! "Mommy! Daddy!" He yelled, running in.
So much.. his eyes teared up as mommy screamed out in pain. What was going on!? Who was that woman!? "Joo no hurt my mommy!" He screamed, running over to Misery he kicked at her leg. See.. he was brave. --
"I know you do. Thank you for helping me as much as you have, though."
Suddenly the door burst opened and Kyla was standing there. His smile grew madly into a something that looked rather odd; or simply silly. Can someone please tell me what's going on down there? He took to his feet as Shae told Kyla she'd let him explain and then left.
"Kyla.." Was all he could say. He walked straight up to her, and laid a gentle and; overly needed kiss on her lips.
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Post by misery on Jan 1, 2010 22:23:51 GMT -5
Misery looked down at her feet then back up at Dean giggling. "Oh Dean...always so defensive." She chuckled. "It's okay really I don't plan on killing her....yet." She focused her eyes on his. "I plan on torturing her alot more before I kill her silly." Running her tounde along her teeth she smirked. Then a small jolt of pain came from her leg. She looked down to see a small boy at her feet.
"Oh-hh-oh-oh." She said letting out a laugh. "Did I hurt your mommy?" She paused looking up at Dean. "I'm soo sorry.. and I mean that." She raised her bone to the little boys cheek. "Why don't you cry for me. After all I did hurt your mommy....how about I hurt you?" She spoke in a voice that mother's used with there children. She dropped her hand from his cheek and placed both hands on her knees. "What do you say about that you little brat?" She raised her hand to strike him, but she stopped herself looking back at Dean.
"Wait..." She held her hand out to Dean. "If that's his mother....Then your his father." She giggled anxiously. "Well...Well....Then. That must mean he is tastey.." She turned back to Logan and picked him up. "Maybe I will save you for later...after all....Misery does get a little hungry at night..." She turned towards Dean. "So maybe I will have more fun torturing Daddy's little boy then his whore." She spat at him. Standing there not moving she licked her lips. "Yumm..."
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Harmony could barely hold her head up. The pain she felt was excruciating. She tried taking deep breaths, but she could barely stop herself from passing out. She listened to the Bitch talk, and everything she said pissed her off more, and more. "Leave. Him. Alone....please kill me instead I could careless about what happens to me.." She said softly, but loud enough for her to hear. She was already useless anyways.
Being paralyzed meant there was atleast a good reason to sacrifice herself instead of her son. She took slow breaths. "Please..." She begged holding her breath.
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Kyla took the baby from Shae and bounced him slightly. Looking back waiting for an explanation she looked into Tyler's eyes and saw love. Her heart leaped. She looked down at her feet for only a moment. She heard him speak her name. She looked up and found his lips on hers. It was a kiss like she remembered. Gentle and caring and always full of a soft kind of love. She missed these kisses...
She missed him.
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Post by Cian Lawrence on Jan 4, 2010 17:00:29 GMT -5
"I know," was the first thing out of Cian's mouth once Colette left. "I know. You want to go out there and fight. I do, too." He chewed on his lower lip, eyes dropping to Maura for a moment. "But Colette needs us here, for whatever reason. So why not just stay put for a bit and ease her nerves?"
He sighed, wincing a bit. That wouldn't soothe her, he knew. And it didn't quite soothe him either. But he was willing to alleviate Colette's job for the time being. Moving to his wife, he bent and pressed a kiss to her head, one hand staying woven in her hair. "I'm sorry, love. We'll get out there soon enough to do our part. I won't have everything going on without getting a piece of it, that's for sure."
[[shortttt, sorry.]]
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Jan 8, 2010 19:21:48 GMT -5
He knew. That much she was sure of. Because he said it and she was hurt and she was willing to believe anything right now. But she was not willing to believe that God would save them. Not when this was happening in the first place. Not even if there were angels, and demons, because if they could expose themselves and God couldn't, then why should she have any faith in Him at all? "Did I say anything?" she retorted hotly at Cian, too caught up in her own mental tirade that she didn't realize she'd snapped at him. Her palm shaped over Oliver's head.
Stay put. Just sit here. Wait. Wait while people were dying. With no reason as to why they were here. Just trusting that Colette knew what she was talking about. Trust. Emma hung her head, not knowing what she was sure of or what she could trust anymore. Everything she'd thought before seemed to fall apart.
"And if you do?" she asked, voice dropping mid-phrase. She didn't bother to recover. "If you do, and you die, how am I supposed to live with that? What am I supposed to do? And if we both go and we both die, how can we know that we orphaned our children?" Second-guessing her aggression to leave, she swallowed the tears that had accumulated. How could God let this happen to his "greatest gift"? She suddenly had the need to talk to Luna. (Luna?!)
((Gonna bring a few more in soon. Shames, y'know...other people that I can't remember. >.>))
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