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shelley_winters ([personal profile] shelley_winters) wrote2006-09-17 09:13 pm

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Shaking, Shelley continues down the hall, stumbling occasionally as increasing rage slowly overtakes her. If he knew - but he does know, how can he live with himself, how can any of them believe they have the right to take up another person and-
Oh baby dont you know I suffer?
(Some find that very liberating.

Then why not Rahvin? He could always use another little sextoy.

Lanfear gave me to understand she was quite hers to trade to me.)

Oh baby can you hear me moan?
Because they can do anything they want, they are never powerless, everything is simple and easy (You little fool) if you're the one doing those things
You caught me under false pretenses
She misses a step and falls against the wall, breathing as if running a marathon, tears soaking her face. He dragged her away from everything, out of all the people, someone who hates him, and then if she does something she doesn't like he changes her as he wants he'll make her something else just because he can like Graendal just wiped away everything with a wave of her hand-
How long before you let me go?
(I love you)
You set my soul alight
And dressed her like painting a picture that never changes, oh God.
You set my soul alight
Oh God.
(You set my soul alight)
Lanfear killed Loira. Can't have that, have her getting in the way when I want to do something, I have to make her tell me all she knows, quick now,
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
(Don't lie to me, Shelley.) No, no.
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
"No. No, no, no, no..."
(You set my soul alight)
Your history with baths is not particularly pristine.
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
"No! No!"
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
Shaking in near-hysterical convulsions, the girl sobs violently in a curled heap of damp towel and thin, fever-hot limbs.
(black hole)

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-17 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
The hall was dark. The low light of the glowbulb suddenly flickered. The shadows coagulated into Ishamael's form. Gingerly, he knelt down beside her crying form. He said nothing, and simply let her cry.

It was good for her to release some of the pent-up emotions associated with her tribulations. Hopefully, she would rebound successfully from this.

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-17 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
His hand reaches out gently. His voice was soft and soothing as his eyes glinted brightly in the low light.

"Shhh... I am not going to hurt you."

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-17 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Sliding closer, but slightly out of reach, he commented again quietly. His voice was as gentle and mellifluous as he could make it.

"I am not going to hurt you."

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-17 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Taken aback slightly by the intensity of the glare, Ishamael spoke again, still in that soothing, calming voice to try to help her.

"I am not going to hurt you. I fought Lanfear and Asmodean for you. To save you from them. I am not your enemy."

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-17 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Shaking his head, he corrected her in a calm, logical voice.

"If I were your enemy, then I would have not removed the Compulsion on you. But I did."

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-17 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
His face tightened slightly. A flash of anger in his eyes and voice. How dare she spit on all the effort that he went to.

"Would you rather go back to Graendal then?"

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-17 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Ishamael shook his head. His voice sounded if it was a regrettable thing, and for her, it was. Not for him. He had changed her himself for just that reason.

"As much as you think you do... You cannot. You are a different person now. You have changed irrevocably."

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-17 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Tilting his head, he slid slightly closer to her. His voice was quieter.

"Did I not say I would return you for a time after matters had settled down?"

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-17 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Ishamael nodded calmly and spoke softly to her. He needed to get her to rest and back to a more coherent state of mind.

"No, not forever, but forever is something that you only have here. You are tired and upset, though, and you need to sleep."

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-18 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Gingerly, Ishamael scooped her up in his arms. A slight touch of his hand turned her face towards his chest.

"You will feel better in the morning."

[identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com 2006-09-18 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
His voice was soft as he carried her into the darkness that filled the house. Few words were said, just soft, comforting noises as he cradled her. She put up little resistance.

(I win again)