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Sep. 12th, 2005 12:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shelley_wintersThe air is warm and oddly soft.
(Do you want your life to end in this room, again and again, until Time dies and Shaitan is victorious? Stand by my side! Take my hand and stand with me once I slay Time itself!)
The faintly rippling pool at the edge of the fountain reflects the soft blue of the morning sky. The light is muted, warm gold on the leaves and flowers surrounding Shelley, as she trails a lazy hand through the water.
(Do you want your life to end in this room, again and again, until Time dies and Shaitan is victorious? Stand by my side! Take my hand and stand with me once I slay Time itself!)
The faintly rippling pool at the edge of the fountain reflects the soft blue of the morning sky. The light is muted, warm gold on the leaves and flowers surrounding Shelley, as she trails a lazy hand through the water.
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Date: 2005-09-12 02:41 am (UTC)(Shhhhh... Dear One.)
"Then forgive me for disturbing your repose."
(Let me carry you.)
(Hands fumbling for a brief moment before fingers interlock. Closeness, safety.)
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Date: 2005-09-12 07:08 pm (UTC)(Please, stop, let me go! Why won't you let me go?)
Everthing is forgiven, of course. Shelley smiles still as the breeze plays softly with strands of her hair.
(Hands in her hair, tangling, so gentle.)
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Date: 2005-09-12 07:21 pm (UTC)(Is that really what you want?)
"It is a wonderful day..."
(A fair hand in red hair, and a light chuckle. A touch of a grin as he rested his forehead against hers. A light in his blue eyes as hair-red and black-fell around their fair features.)
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Date: 2005-09-12 07:51 pm (UTC)(Please, please, let go! I want to go home.)
"It will be hot later on," she remarks.
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Date: 2005-09-12 07:59 pm (UTC)(This is home.)
"The climate controller keeps the inside pleasant, and the presence of the water can make the outdoors tolerable."
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Date: 2005-09-12 08:20 pm (UTC)(Pain again, burning oh no, please... Not my home, home will never be with you- No!)
"Mmm. It does, rather."
(A shiver- afraid maybe, or nervous. Hands holding, pulling close- stay. Please.)
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Date: 2005-09-12 08:36 pm (UTC)(It is inevitable. You bring this upon yourself.)
With a quick motion, he swept his body forward. A flick of his index and middle fingers sent a flash of water at Shelley.
(An unseen grin as arms wrapped around her. Warmth- a wanted embrace. As you wish, Dear One)
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Date: 2005-09-12 09:06 pm (UTC)(Can't talk back, screaming too hard and bleeding, life draining down over her skin)
"Elan! I cannot believe you just-"
(Bleeding for you what more can you want?)
Shelley attempts to flick water back with the foot she had been dangling in the pool.
(Wanted and warm and... safe... with him? Elan-)
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Date: 2005-09-12 09:17 pm (UTC)(You.)
He raised his hand to her face, and a grin broke on his face before he flicked his fingers at her. A spray of water droplets and mist.
(A Kiss on the Lips. So very gentle. Loving)
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Date: 2005-09-12 09:55 pm (UTC)(No! No, y-you can't make me yours by hurting, I won't be yours-)
"And how old are you?" Ruefully she removes her glasses to attempt to dry them. She can still see him clearly.
(A soft sound. Moving hesitantly closer.)
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Date: 2005-09-12 10:02 pm (UTC)(You already are mine.)
"Is that really the question you want to ask?"
(A questioning look. A gentle touch. Every touch must be wanted.)
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Date: 2005-09-12 10:31 pm (UTC)(I'd never choose you. Oh- please stop... please...)
"Perhaps not. Why are you splashing me?" she asks instead.
(A quiet intake of breath. A tentative nod. Yes.)
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Date: 2005-09-12 11:14 pm (UTC)(You have already chosen!)
"If you do not wish to be splashed, then certainly I will not."
(Delicate hands working at cloth. Such fair skin. As you wish, Dear One.)
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Date: 2005-09-12 11:16 pm (UTC)(Crying now and hurting, hurting so much still, why if I'm yours I can't stop you if you try to take me)
"...Never mind."
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Date: 2005-09-12 11:23 pm (UTC)(A delicate hand, crimson with her blood, caresses her cheek)
A flick of his delicate hand sends droplets towards Shelley. A shining stream glinting into the sunlight.
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Date: 2005-09-12 11:54 pm (UTC)(Eyes closed, tears underneath, resignation. Waiting.)
She can't stop herself laughing helplessly as she falls off the fountain's edge to the soft grass.
(Cool air on bare skin.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 12:04 am (UTC)(A cold laugh. It takes so very long. He waits and waits.)
"Are you all right, Dear One?"
(Warm kisses on cool flesh.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 12:14 am (UTC)(Shelley can't remember how long it has hurt. Curled up, ignoring the pain that causes, she weeps in silence.)
"I wouldn't laugh if I were not."
(Hands, slow and gentle, tracing patterns softly, no hurry.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 12:38 am (UTC)(His touch. His laugh. So cruel. He is right there. Always. Blood everywhere. Her blood.)
"I am glad for it then."
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Date: 2005-09-13 12:53 am (UTC)(Leave me alone. Please. I-I can't see I can't think or hear anymore I can't take it-)
It isn't as effective as it could have been when she catches his fingers lightly in hers.
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Date: 2005-09-13 01:08 am (UTC)(A ferocious whispered breath, No escape. It is inevitable!)
"It was a pre-emptive strike that evidently failed to prevent my captivity."
(Soft sheets clenched tightly, desperately, in a fumbling hand.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 01:44 am (UTC)(No. No, no I can't feel it I can't it's fading, the pain, if I die let me, please...)
A raised eyebrow, expression softened slightly by the brush of his fingertips on her hand.
(The trembling is less now. She tilts her head up to kiss him again, lingering.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 01:49 am (UTC)(You will not die, not now, not ever... His breath hissed in her ear.)
"Indeed, I am, Dear One."
His hand still holding hers. The soft grass and the sunlight around them.
(A grin as he kisses her. Leaning forward, he curses softly under his breath. Turning his body, he attempts to untangle himself from the sheets)
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Date: 2005-09-13 02:17 am (UTC)(Not even that allowed her. So tired... of the hurt and screaming and the fear- oh, the fear...)
"I shall have to release you," she tells him. "So I can get up." She lets go of his hand and raises herself on one elbow.
(A small, quiet laugh, just a little nervous as she tugs to help him extricate himself)
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Date: 2005-09-13 02:35 am (UTC)(His blue eyes glint and his smirk is sick and twisted. He just laughs.)
"Would you desire aid in rising, my lady?"
(With an intense look, the sheets pull back seemingly of their own volition. Elan laughs, shakes his head, and then returns his attentions to Shelley.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 02:46 am (UTC)(She breathes, slow and ragged, too exhausted to cry any more, too tired to fight.)
She does extend a hand to him, however, in case he needs help.
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Date: 2005-09-13 01:40 pm (UTC)(But it does not have to end like this...)
"I believe that the tables have been turned, Dear One."
(A more insistent touch. Pressure as his hand slides down her lithe body.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 05:58 pm (UTC)(I want it to stop. Please. Make it stop.)
"Yes indeed. Woe is me. I am a damsel in distress. Help!"
(A shudder, breath catching at the touch.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 07:51 pm (UTC)(A delicate touch trailing blood-her blood- across her cheek Only two ways out, Darling.)
"Unfortunately, there seems to be a notable lack of knights in shining armor to rescue the damsel from the clutches of the evil wizard."
(White curtains billowing in the moonlight. The cool breeze cannot touch them.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 08:10 pm (UTC)(No response but a shiver. Pain and cold and fear and anguish. It's so much blood...)
"Mmm, quite. Woe. Are you going to put me down at any point, or should I get comfortable?"
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Date: 2005-09-13 08:35 pm (UTC)(An angry snarl, flecks of black in his eyes.)
"You may do as you see fit, and I will do as I see fit."
(His hand around her throat. Tight. No air. Crimson to crimson. Her blood on his hand and dripping from her throat.)
With the sunlight's shine in those eyes so blue, he kissed her. Quick and passionate, and a grin as pulled his mouth away from her.
(A bitter laugh as her breath drew fast-desperate. It will do you no good. Cry as you will. I will do as I see fit!)
(Moonlight. A flash of teeth so white and skin so fair. Wintergreen breath hissed across her left breast. Crimson to crimson. A chuckle as her back arched and her breath drew fast.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 09:08 pm (UTC)(She is already crying, helpless, strangling as heavy blackness presses down over her vision. A tiny shake of the head- No, I... don't want to die)
"Evidently you will."
(Her lower lip caught between her teeth to hold back a cry)
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Date: 2005-09-13 09:26 pm (UTC)(He laughed coldly as he wiped a tear from her face.)
With a chuckle, Elan delicately tossed her into the fountain's cool waters.
(You have chosen, then. Chosen me.)
(A tangle of sheets. The smell of sex heavy in the night air. Her arms wrapped tightly around him. Safety, security, comfort. A satisfied grin as his arms draped over her.)
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Date: 2005-09-13 10:20 pm (UTC)The water is cool and confusing, thoughts skittering away as images blur in the water. But with that lack of clarity comes her own mind's control. Fighting, horrified, against unyeilding water- sheets.
No I didn't, never would not that, never let him touch me, get out I don't want you here, please I got away
Pulling herself up, Shelley near-falls out of bed, staggering to her feet as she runs for the light. As brightness floods the comforting emptiness of her room, she loses any and all strength and sinks to the floor against the wall, shuddering convulsively.
I hate you, have you so much hate how dare you be in my mind
"No-no, get out, get out of my head."
I'm so tired. Help me, please.
Shaking and crying, she curls in and covers her face.