Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 1:41:26 AM)
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Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 1:41:33 AM)
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Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 1:48:18 AM)
There is much I don't remember, but we were different then; and while that perfection has been lost, there is no reason to fall any further from what we can be. Revenge on who? I distinctly remember finding none left to take it out on. Humanity? The sons and daughters of a trillion sons and daughters have passed before this world from when we left it. There is not even a remnant of a remnant to take revenge upon. No, there is no justice in what was done, but we have been given the chance to create it anew.

Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 1:53:02 AM)
Yes. *She nods and tries to swallow that rage, let it fall away from her and down to the pit of her stomach. Her head falling back wards she looks down to the empty air below her and pushes the torment away, pushes away that desire for revenge that rises like fire within her at moments she least expected it to.* You're right of course, and there is so much to rebuild.

Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 1:55:39 AM)
I didn't say rebuild. I said create it anew. There will likely be the need to destroy much before we can create again. Simply shattering the Abyss alone, may destroy the world as we know it. I can't imagine such a thing will pass easily through the night. And if our actions draw out our absentee jailors? *there is a pause as his wings continue beating, letting them float about the darkened nighttime clouds as they talk* Well, then we may see what revenge is worth.

Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 1:58:53 AM)
*She looks back to him at that, a faint concern fluttering in the back of her mind as she watches his profile.* There are those within the prison who would rule us with an iron fist if they were released Hastur. What if they do not return to what they were but remain exactly as they now are?

Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 2:01:48 AM)
There are those on earth that would rule us with an iron fist if we lack the strength to oppose them, Aideen. What if we never regain that strength?

Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 2:04:06 AM)
*She smiles at that looking into his eyes as she feels the world around her slowly begin to make sense once more, to slip back into place.* But we shall. With each day we become stronger, we remember more, our ties to eachother bind us closer.

Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 2:06:50 AM)
Perhaps. As I said before, we also become more human, and grow prone to falling into human frailties. It does not pay to forget that from which we came.

Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 2:08:28 AM)
*She nods, her eyes flicking towards the moon.* Which is why you brought me here tonight. To remind me. *Smiling she leans her head upon his shoulder once more watching that little aura that rests around the moon, trying to pick the exact place where the light ended and the darkness began.* You remind me that we don't have to just be one thing.

Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 2:14:31 AM)
Well, either that or to get you up in the sky where you can't escape from my intentions of molesting your body.... I may be far more transparent than you ever thought, and just seek to distract you with sweet words, you never know.

Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 2:15:34 AM)
*She laughs at that, though a serious light alights in her eyes as she shakes her head and looks to him.* No, I think you want a great deal more than my body Hastur. I don't know what it is, but then again I'm not certain that you do either.

Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 2:18:28 AM)
There were three times, do you remember me telling you that? *Golden eyes meeting her gaze as they hover now; keeping their place above the sea of clouds*

Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 2:19:54 AM)
Three times? *She looks to him in question before she smiles and nods.* I do, only you wouldn't tell me what you meant.

Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 2:25:47 AM)
The first was during the first winter. Seasons went from spring to summer to autumn, but there was no hardship, no death. You painted pictures in the trees, but always gold gave way to green. I remember a moment, sometime early on during the rebellion. We were alone atop a mountain; why I do not know. But the first winter had come and the ground was white, while the trees and brush were bare and the world was desolate. Then we did not know if flowers would ever blossom again, or if leaves would grow. We only knew that the price of our revolt began the first dying of the world. I remember the wind in your hair as you looked out, stricken, upon that first desolation, tears splashing to the ground and washing away the snow. I held you then; for the first time.

Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 2:29:59 AM)
*She looks deeply into his eyes as she soaks in his words, her own shifting restlessly through the colours of autumn. Her hair falling accross his shoulder like silk as she waited for the rest to unfold and felt her mind fill with the images of the past an understanding laying just upon the edges of it that she couldn't quite reach.* The second?

Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 2:40:16 AM)
The second. *flashing a smile he shakes his head* You will rip out all of my secrets, if you keep going at this pace. The second time was much later. We were different people then; war had changed us; and neither had tears to spare for death or loss. You were... *he pauses for a moment and shakes his head* Well you were angry; though I don't know why. You were standing before me, eyes flashing with anger, your body covered with streaks of crimson blood; your flesh rent in places. The fury of nature, red in tooth and claw in truth, and all of it directed at me. *he gives a low chuckle* And for the life of me I can not remember why.

Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 2:43:05 AM)
*She chuckles at that, unable to help herself at the image he presents.* Well I have no trouble at all imagining that Hastur, but I must admit to being just a little dissapointed to hear that my fury made such little impact that you cannot even recall what it was I was so angry about.

Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 2:44:29 AM)
Oh, I do plan on wracking my dreams until those thoughts return. Perhaps you'll remember them before I. But I think, we shall save the best for last, and I will keep the third time for another night.

Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 2:44:38 AM)
(also, it's hella late and I need to get to bed)

Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 2:44:54 AM)
(Go sleep! *hugs* And thanks for the scene :) )

Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 2:45:04 AM)
(*hugs* My pleasure, take care)

Paige Villawood (Nov 18, 2011 2:45:17 AM)
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Anthony S Barajas (Nov 18, 2011 2:45:19 AM)
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