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Post by Boethiah on Sept 9, 2013 18:25:24 GMT -8
((Night!))
She hoped he was right. Boe settled in his arms, trying to falling asleep, eventually doing so by listening to his heartbeat and breathing.
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Post by vellos0x1 on Sept 10, 2013 8:16:32 GMT -8
((less then 48 hours left since this forum closes, let's speed things up  ) After endless searching for survivors, Magnus felt that his effort is futile to find his friends and comrades. After a few flight runs looking to the ground, he soon decided to leave. "What am I thinking of searching in this wasteland. It have nothing but burnt trees and 'Thor-knows-what' he thought by himself. He soon head to Berk where he can meet some of the survivors and drink some Mead and a warm sweet roll. |
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Post by oldrockgod on Sept 10, 2013 9:40:06 GMT -8
After the tears stopped from Metal's eye's he looked down at Skips who was leaning against his leg and muttered in a very faint voice "what are you doing out of bed?" Metal realized how bad he sounded, his voice was hoarse and the sound sounded almost like a whisper. he tightened his fist, if the gods wouldn't let him die he would harden himself even more he would fight until he had no emotion left to bare, he would become the very thing he had wished not to be. Alone. He turned to face Skips and the resolution almost slipped from him upon seeing her watery tears before he steeled him self again, 'NO' he screamed to himself 'She deserves better ... they all do' Metal was determined he would harden his heart and let nothing touch him for if he has nothing to lose, nothing can hurt him. He once again eyed the surgery knife that lay upon the bedside table still wondering if he should just .... end. The though of dieing used to keep him fighting but now it seemed more comforting than a warm hearth, He used to think about once you are dead, that would be it one or maybe two generations would remember you if you had children but beyond that who would care to remember you. Metal moved from his chair and knelt so he was level with Skips still giving her support and stared into her eye's as if his answer would be there for a moment he was lost in her eye's they felt so reassuring to Metal as if no matter what would happen there would always be a light in his eternal darkness, Metal grimaced as he knew that those reassuring eye's would one day turn to someone she cared deeply about, without meaning to he voiced his thoughts to her "would you care-?" he began to say but the ending 'if I died' was cut off as he thought he saw her eye's grow somewhat larger
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Post by Skips on Sept 10, 2013 10:35:01 GMT -8
"Would you care-?" Metal started, still staring into her eyes. At first, his had seemed cold and emotionless. However, she had soon begun to see past that, his eyes clearing like mist. She felt pain and loneliness in them, but hints of other things that she couldn't even describe, too. They were so captivating that she had become lost in them, not even caring when a still-functioning normally part of her brain told her that all this was too frilly-froo-froo-ish for her.
Despite that, her mind immediately went into overdrive at his words. If what? Out of the many possible endings of that question, bad and good, one jumped to Skips' mind but she shoved it back down before she could react to it - she knew it wouldn't be what he meant, it was stupid, those would be the wrong words to use. 'If I kissed you.' She wanted to laugh at her naivety. He probably wanted to ask if he could leave.
Even so, she couldn't fight the widening of her eyes as her brain seemed to finish the question for him. "If...?" She managed to force past her rough throat, trying to ignore the worst possibilities now invading her thoughts. He wasn't going to try to k ill himself again... Was he?!
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Post by oldrockgod on Sept 10, 2013 10:58:05 GMT -8
Metal stared at Skips any previous regrets, pain, loneliness had vanished from him, Skips's face seemed to captivate Metal and every detail was exquisite to him, yet no matter how long he stared he had yet to find one feature of her that Metal even remotely disliked, a strange feeling build up inside Metal one that was alien to him, unsure of what he was doing he reach out and placed a hand against Skips cheek, it was soft to the touch and slightly damp, Metal tried speaking but no words came to him, no matter how hard he pushed the air out his lungs he couldn't seem to say a thing.
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Post by Skips on Sept 10, 2013 11:08:38 GMT -8
Skips felt her skin heat up where Metal's hand was rested, and a strange energy ran through her. She wished she could smile or breathe properly or talk, anything, but nothing seemed to respond to her brain's commands. She was frozen in place, eyes wide, heart beating strongly as she continued to gaze at Metal's face which she had long since memorised, the satisfying feeling she received from seeing it never seeming to diminish.
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Post by oldrockgod on Sept 10, 2013 11:50:24 GMT -8
Metal noticed that their faces in the time between them had got precariously close, he could feel her breath on his face, he wondered why she hadn't pushed him away or ... or ... Metal froze, a blissful sensation coursed through him and it seemed the world around him had melted away, he searched for the source of this sensation it was coming from ... his mouth? .. no their mouths! Metal realized that their faces were pressed together, there mouths ... lips ... tongue?! Metal retracted and looked straight down and mumbled "Sorry" he dared not look up, was she angry? did she hate him? find him disgusting? Metal even braced himself if she decided to slap him and waited for a response
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Post by Skips on Sept 10, 2013 12:06:26 GMT -8
Finally, Skips shook her head quickly and snapped out of her daze, her face flushed all over. Now, she couldn't stop grinning, not that she wanted to. They had kissed! All her sadness and worries had melted away - Metal was the only thing she knew now.
She laughed. Her energy had returned with the sensation of his lips on hers and she was the one who reached for his cheek, this time. She guided his head back up to look at her once more. "What for?" She grinned and leaned forward as she captured his lips in hers again.
She pulled back after a while, smiling. "For the record, I love you too."
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Post by Tempest on Sept 10, 2013 12:17:54 GMT -8
(Back from school, and once again, recap?)
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Post by Skips on Sept 10, 2013 12:18:44 GMT -8
(Back from school, and once again, recap?) ((Basically Skips and Metal kissed. That's it XD Edit: Oh wait actually depends how much you missed)) |
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Post by Tempest on Sept 10, 2013 12:23:25 GMT -8
(Ooh XD
Um, I didn't miss much, just about two pages.)
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Post by Skips on Sept 10, 2013 12:24:49 GMT -8
(Ooh XD Um, I didn't miss much, just about two pages.) ((Oh okay, well, Vim and Boe went home and talked for a bit too ouo)) |
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Post by oldrockgod on Sept 10, 2013 12:33:51 GMT -8
Metal couldn't believe his ears or any of his sense, did she just say he loved him? a smile flickered across his face twice before permanently staying there. Metal pulled Skips into a tight embrace, he didn't want to let her go not now or ever, she was the only thing he had left in this or any sense of the word, he quietly whispered into her ear after a while "what's going to happen to me?" his voice was still a small bit hoarse "What do I do? I lost everything lead them all to their deaths even rock-" Metal cut himself off as if he went any further he was sure to cry again
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Post by Skips on Sept 10, 2013 13:03:25 GMT -8
Skips sighed contentedly as Metal wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. She did the same and buried her head into his neck, only moving it when Metal moved his and began to talk into her ear. Once he had finished, she tore herself away from him in order to see his face. She knew that she would have to tell him this sooner or later, but the fact that Rock was dead shook her a little. If it weren't for him, she probably wouldn't have realised that she was in love with Metal...
She steeled herself and frowned slightly at him, but made sure he could see that she wasn't angry.
"Metal, what happened was in no way your fault. Your wanderers knew the risk, they made the choice to fight. They were ready to die. Every single one of them. Don't- you can't blame yourself because they wouldn't and I know that Rock" she gulped, "-wouldn't. They're in Valhalla now." She smiled sadly at him. Desperation to help her... boyfriend, now? - She had no clue - rose in her chest and her voice wavered with misery.
"I can't bring back the people you've lost..." She was stuck for words as she searched for a way to speak her mind. Thor be damned. She'd just go with it. She blurted out sentences at an almost ununderstandable rate "But I love you and when I see you upset it breaks my heart so I have to help you and I'm not going to leave you, I want stay with you because I understand- well, I don't understand- but I imagine how much it hurts right now and I just- I just- I don't wanna see you alone and- and-"
She trailed off with a deep breath. "I'm sorry." Her voice broke. She didn't know whether she was apologizing for her bad thought-to-speech connection or for the deaths of almost everyone Metal knew.
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Post by oldrockgod on Sept 10, 2013 13:17:40 GMT -8
Metal released a small laugh at her reaction, he couldn't help it, he grabbed his mead that he had placed on the floor took a large swig and rose to his feet, he held a hand out to Skips and said some what unsteadily "then I leave my mental welfare in your hands" and smiled, it was a hollow smile, Metal wanted to tear himself limb from limb, but that seemed to him to only hurt Skips so he sucked it in and tried his best to act less broken. Metal would be fine as long as he had Skips if he lost her ... no Metal wouldn't dare think about that not now, not with everything else
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