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Sweet Violence - Printable Version +- ORIGIN (https://origin.boreal-nights.space) +-- Forum: IC Archives (https://origin.boreal-nights.space/forumdisplay.php?fid=50) +--- Forum: Year 1 Archives (https://origin.boreal-nights.space/forumdisplay.php?fid=42) +--- Thread: Sweet Violence (/showthread.php?tid=2519) Pages:
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RE: Sweet Violence - Gadanai - Jan 22 2016
RE: Sweet Violence - Troy - Jan 29 2016 He felt his world caving in around him. The way Jasmine stuck beside the monster, the way the monster spoke down at him, towered over him, looming, deadly- and then, he found, he couldn't breath and that was when the instinct kicked in. Prey. He was prey. He was herbivore and this beast with its giant teeth and savage roar and pressing gaze, this beast was predator. Carnivore. It must have been. It had already, in his mind, eaten his beloved Jasmine and in a weak moment of panic, he believed everything Hasira had ever told him, about every danger of this place. That wasn't his Jazzy. It was illusion. His Jasmine was dead and this beast had eaten her and so, in terror, he reared away from them both and clapped his hooves against the ground once in protest, and he whirled on his heels and broke free of that too-tight air pocket and fled. He fled Eridanus, back towards Orion, to where he belonged, to where he could save what precious little he had left of his dead Jasmine.
For she had to have been dead. She'd never leave him like this. She'd never leave him for a monster. The monster who'd eaten her. He fled to survive. He fled like prey. Exit Troy
@Jasmine @Gadanai RE: Sweet Violence - Jasmine - Jan 29 2016 The room felt like it was spinning out of control, trying to focus on the young Zebra who claimed he was looking for her and so the female that she called her friend. The words the two shared to each other cut deep and the pain she felt in her heart when the giraffe was told to choose between the two made her feel so weak inside. How could I choose? I just . . . She just stayed silent; which in the end resulted in the exit of the male. The last thing Jasmine would see of Troy would be his stripped rear disappearing into the brush. The female was not aware of how the air around the zebra was stolen away, but it felt like her own air grow thin from shallow breathing. Wait, where is he going? Taking a step in his direction, but only turned to face Gada. Confusion was painted over the females face, unaware that her actions was the very reason for her childhood friend's exit. "Tro . . . he left again." The foolish girl's eyes began to water up. Was there something wrong with her? - - - - - "Speech" Thoughts ooc: D8 oh the drama @Gadanai @Troy RE: Sweet Violence - Gadanai - Jan 29 2016
RE: Sweet Violence - Jasmine - Jan 30 2016 Time seem to freeze now, the shock took over Jasmine like a vice; clinging on tight and squeezing the life from her. The only relief was the comfort in the presence of Gadanai, who was reaching out to her. They were right, Troy did abandon her again, he left her standing there in her time of need and just ran away. It hurt Jasmine, and she felt a hole form inside where Troy once was. Gaze moved to meet with the elephant, only able to say one thing. "I think I need to lie down . . ." Stepping back in the direction of the cave, still shaken up from this whole mess. - - - - - "Speech" Thoughts ooc: exit @Gadanai RE: Sweet Violence - Gadanai - Jan 30 2016
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