Eldonna
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Post by Eldonna on May 2, 2011 23:46:54 GMT -5
Lost. She was always fucking lost and always getting herself into the damndest predicaments. That could be the only feasible explanation with how she ended up here.
She would have much rather preferred some place cold, some place not quite as . . . cloudy, perhaps. Yet here she was, meandering about through these worthless plains; she tried to remember all the reasons why she had started this journey to begin with. For an ephemeral moment, a warmth swelled in her chest as she reminisced upon all the emotions she had felt when she bolted from her home-- her comfort zone. But they were quickly replaced by the cold, numbing ache that never failed to put her in her place.
She shook her head with considerable force, as if wishing away the negative thoughts would somehow expel them. It never did. She reached inside her pocket and retrieved a crumpled box of cigarettes that she had found in her homeland. She was just positive that a traveler from a distant kingdom had abandoned them when she found them. Most likely a traveler from that advanced kingdom she had heard of. "You're gonna wish you never had met me," she mumbled to no one. Just another trademark sign of one who is crazy, or perhaps just highly embittered. And what was she to do now? she thought, as she took a long drag of her cigarette. She slowly surveyed the lands she had stumbled into. She didn't know what there was to do now-- she wasn't quite sure of anything other than the fact that she had to get out of where she was. She tried to ignore the relentless Now what?'s that were plaguing her like some disease from hell.
Her delicate visage contorted slightly as she looked around and saw absolutely no one. Why didn't she listen to Him? Why didn't she listen to Him when He warned her?
Irrelevant.
None of that mattered now.
Something menacing gleamed in her deep amethyst irises; she glowered slightly.
You see, nobody is born a bad person. Bad people create even worse people; it was a ruthless cycle that none-- herself included-- could escape from. She didn't need to confirm this truth-- others did all of that for her. Now all she could do was continue down that jaded spiral. There was nowhere else to go.
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Post by MORRIGAN FAUST on May 2, 2011 23:54:58 GMT -5
Not too far off the other's current path, lost somewhere between a rock or two and an ever impending hole in the sky, lays still a ghastly looking creature whose red eyes aim up as if to pierce the heavens. Silently she rests there on her back, hands behind her head with her fingers laced together to keep the position secure; quiet and as still as the world around her, the ambient noise becomes her - she just couldn't help but lay waste to time, that which she has so much of, and enjoy the little beauty this world has left to offer. Morrigan, our faithful unique little soul, didn't know any better about the other's presence near her; she didn't know that there were anyone else around these parts of this place to begin with, but of course that's just how her luck always is. Sometimes she runs into interesting people, sometimes she meets dangerous people, but they all turn out to be the same boring and trivial disgusting existence as the last. Could this one, somehow, possibly be any different?
Time will tell. Time's all they have.
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Eldonna
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Post by Eldonna on May 3, 2011 0:06:54 GMT -5
The faint glower that rested upon Ellie's countenance now contorted fully, spreading across her face in seconds. She could feel a deep growl building in her throat, like some kind of feral animal. She quickly clamped a hand to her mouth to silence herself once she noticed the other's presence not too far up from her current path. Immediately and without any hesitation, she did an about-face. More fucking liars, more tramps, more untrustworthy pieces of garbage who only reassured her of what she already knew! She didn't need to say a word to the girl. She saw her for what she was crystal fucking clear. A parasite, a louse; nothing different than any other common bottom feeder that inhabited these lands and nothing more. That girl didn't know it, but she should be thankful of what Eldonna was about to do.
And that was to walk away.
She inhaled deeper, longer drags of her cigarette as she let her long, dexterous legs carry her swiftly and quietly away from where the other girl rested.
She had to find a way out of here, there was no doubt about that.
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Post by MORRIGAN FAUST on May 3, 2011 0:16:26 GMT -5
There isn't any real warning for what comes next, no real explanation that could be given for what Morrigan is about to do or how she even ended up figuring out about the other's presence. Perhaps it is the smell of nicotine that had entered her sensitive nostrils, or perhaps her keen sense as the ferocious creature that she is - far superior to everything and everyone else that can ever possibly exist; it's just a shame she's the only one.
The other one wouldn't hear a thing, wouldn't suspect anything, wouldn't know what to think as a sudden weight throws itself on the other's back - bringing her down to the floor. Razor sharp nails threaten to slice through cloth and skin at one wrong move, fingers wrapped around the upper portion of the other's arms as knees planted to both sides kept the other female pinned down. No words, no sound, not even any feral sounds escaped Morrigan - just her eyes, mad with the lust for blood.
Must be a personal problem.
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Eldonna
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Post by Eldonna on May 3, 2011 0:30:39 GMT -5
Not a sound escapes from Ellie's lips as this stranger seizes her from behind. She exhaled sharply and closed her eyelids as she concentrated on nothing else but the feel of the girl's sharp claws pressed up against her skin. Quietly and unexpectedly, the image of her skin parting and leaking out bright red liquid, staining the grass beneath her, creeps into her mind. It felt good in a sense to imagine this. A chemical release. Maybe this stranger was doing her a favor by pouncing on her back like this.
As her body collided with the soft ground, Ellie made no motion to get up or to fight off the petite female. She had her own way of dealing with things. "What? You're going to kill me?" She asked flippantly, as a smile materialized, taking the place of her once wincing expression. Her dilated pupils shone with a subtle malice, almost completely covering up her purple irises. "No. No, you're not. So get off," she requested monotonously, dryly, almost wishing that the girl would just grant her the luxury of feeling something sharp and cold biting into her skin.
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Post by MORRIGAN FAUST on May 3, 2011 0:36:59 GMT -5
Morrigan is surprised by the other's reaction to this, considering the nature that every normal intelligent creature has, she should be doing something a lot more violent. It is not in the female to worry about the tier-qualities different creatures possess; in fact, she could not care less. Desperately she needs to eat, needs to eat something, and she'll take what she can from this female and depart - or just eat her instead. ...No, that's a joke. Or is it? It'll be really difficult to really figure out if our white-haired outsider has ever eaten the flesh of any creature like the one underneath her. Surviving a hundred odd years on her own in the wild, it's a wonder she's as sophisticated as she is at all!
One hand picks itself up and off the female, fingers bending inward like a knife to begin to cut away at different parts of the other's clothes like some sort of wild animal tearing around for food. Here and there she makes jagged holes and delicate slits, peeling it apart with her fingers - finding nothing to satisfy her. The realization of this slowly begins to set in, and she just couldn't really believe that this one has absolutely nothing of value. Oh well, right? A creature like this, one as foul and terrible - more so than the rest - deserves to have their skull punctured. She's... She's one of them!
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Eldonna
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Post by Eldonna on May 3, 2011 0:48:58 GMT -5
Ellie sprawled out on the grass as the girl began to make nicks and cut in her clothes. Without a sound, she buried her face in her arms and waited for her to finish. She concentrated on a little piece of grass beneath her threatening to tickle her nose. It was funny how much easier everything was when you feared nothing. Not death, and not other beings. That was the key: do not fear death and do not let others in. It was simple logic. Though as simple as it was, many continued to ignore it time and time again. There was nothing she had to worry about these days, nothing but the slight emptiness that gnawed at her every now and then-- the nagging hunger for something more. But what was the point of feeding yourself grain when you clearly craved chocolate?
"Done yet?" she asked, muffled by her own sleeves. Maybe she could just take a nap and when she awoke the girl would be gone. Or she would be dead. Either way, Ellie couldn't really complain.
"Could you do me the favor of either doing away with me or detaching your putrid carcass from my back? You're wasting my time."[/size]
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Post by MORRIGAN FAUST on May 3, 2011 0:53:31 GMT -5
The other's words bounced off of the female, possibly because she couldn't understand them or she just did not care! Morrigan is puzzled by the other's apathetic behavior, and she couldn't help but feel something strange build up inside of her because of it, and it sure isn't some form of contempt (because she couldn't hate something like her anymore than she already did). Quietly, like a child who knows they've done wrong, she gently peels herself off of the female and sits down on her knees next to her. The robe she adorns on her body is stained green here and there from the grass with dirt splotches to boot, the hood that had covered her head dropped to reveal her lengthy white hair and red eyes. Looking down with no emotions in her eyes at the female before her, she wonders what she should do from here. In all honesty, she knew the other needed to die, but for one reason or another she couldn't bring herself to do it - not even after...
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Eldonna
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Post by Eldonna on May 3, 2011 1:05:57 GMT -5
Eldonna listlessly pushed herself up off the ground, giving a sideways glance back at the little female.
"Thought so," she said unenthusiastically.
She looked down at her torn garments and the grass stains that now adorned them. She was sure it wouldn't be too hard to get somebody around here to buy her a new set of clothes. She reached inside her pocket once more and took out yet another cigarette.
"Here's looking at you, oh lungs, old girls," she said, lighting it.
The words were lighthearted, but Eldonna's blank expression did not fluctuate in the slightest. Her pupils remained as large and menacing as before. Though her strategy was to numb herself to others, she took it with a grain of salt. She had a memory of an elephant, as the old saying goes. And she never forgot a damn thing. She had a keen eye for details, storing them away in her mind set as evidence, as directions, as warnings on where to go from here.
Her head burned with old memories that weighed down heavy on her. Her own personal diamond tiara full of nothing but bitterness, cynicism, and what she knew and had accepted as truth. Her head was a myriad of painful recollections that drowned out all the happy ones that ever occupied a space.
Without saying anything else to the girl, Ellie once again began to walk away from her.
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Post by MORRIGAN FAUST on May 3, 2011 1:10:18 GMT -5
The other female, the one who is hated by our silent little white ghastly little girl more than can be imagined, would not get very far at all. Wrapped around one of her ankles is a single hand, as tight as a vice could be, and with each step forward the other took Morrigan only is pulled across the ground with the other female. As comical as it is, as empty as her face and eyes are, the hate inside of her is unimaginable! It's a good thing for the other that Morrigan is unsure of how to act in most situations, that she isn't the threat her kind use to be, that she's been sensitized into something she isn't; that she is more tier than can be imagined. Like a corpse she lays there, dragged as the other pleases, without any shift in muscles at all; one would think she's a statue, the way she's stiffly being carried like a ball tied to a chain wrapped around the other's ankle.
This is the burden she must carry! This is what she deserves for the damage that has been done!
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