akela

Starting Over - OOC & Profiles

Anything we can do to help people have something to post? I know things are lagging, and I'm having trouble thinking of something for everyone. Ideas? I know we have our big bad guy out there.

Out of Sight, Out of Mind (Blitz x akela)

We can do a time skip whenever you're ready.I figure maybe Alice can come with some of the bad news then, see what he thinks and if she should investigate further.

Out of Sight, Out of Mind (Blitz x akela)

“ ‘kay.” Alice got up and followed him to the bathroom, taking care to wash what little blood there was off her hand. “I guess we should actually start working on the project we were given,” she added, drying her hands. “Sounds like we both have a lot we can put on paper, though I think we should keep a few things to ourselves. You were holding out on me the entire time,” she laughed, lightly shoving him.

“Hey, but seriously…thank you. I can joke all I want but I’ve never…well, you know,” she shrugged, looking a little timid. “Thank you. For everything.” With that she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face against his neck. Not only was he a comfort on her mind, but she felt her muscles relax in the assurance that he would keep her secrets for as long as he lived. Pulling away Alice grinned, slipping out of the bathroom and going back downstairs to the kitchen table. “Hey, why don’t we meet outside in the forest you talked about? We’ll be all alone and you can show me what you can do with your abilities. Fair enough?” she asked, sitting down to finish the school work. It would be nice to knock it out in one day. “We could go this weekend, Friday evening after school. Unless you have plans, we can do it another day.”

All is Fair in Love and War [Akela & Nuada]

“Whatever it will take for you to forgive me, dear wife, tell me.” His words pained her. She didn’t want that title and despised hearing it. Being wed to him and not being able to properly get her job done were putting her in the worst mood possible this particular morning.[i] “Should I bite my tongue? Or should I let you tonight, when we have our house to ourselves?”

“By all means let me,” she said sarcastically with a wide grin that was all for the crowd they were about to meet, “that way I can bite it off when there is no one in the house to hear you scream.” Yes it was crude, and certainly not the first thing a wife should say to her new husband, but Claire didn’t care. There was a rage still inside her, and to snap at him and leave his side immediately to get kisses and hugs from family was more than satisfying.

It was calming, she had to admit, to see her family members that lived hours away. Claire rarely saw them, and aside from the comments from the women on how attractive Nick was she enjoyed speaking with them. Eventually she was directed to his side again, and she wondered how much of a treat it was for him to get a congratulations from the queen. It was indeed special to her, much less someone with no title that had probably only seen her from a distance until now.

“Thank you, your majesty,” she repeated after her husband. As soon as the queen left they went outside to their own carriage. It was sleek and stylish, something she knew would catch the eye of everyone it passed. At first Claire only stared out the window while fiddling with her ring. It was a gold band with a number of small diamonds placed in a marquise shape as the gem; stunning, everyone at the reception would be talking about it.

“Well, we’re halfway through it,” she finally said in a false satisfied tone, looking directly at him for the first time since the vows. “When we get there I’ll cut the cake before handing it off to someone else. I, of course, am ready to leave whenever you are, so just let me know. Until that moment I would appreciate no more meaningless whispers of flirting. If you wish to speak aloud to me for show then so be it, but I will not be subject to another one of your charming, breathtaking lies.” The fury was back in her eyes, the thin line that were her lips. “Then after today you can go back to your busy, busy life.” Every word was laced with the detestation that had formed over the past two weeks, building each and every day he had chosen to not visit. “Nick, if there is another woman who has your heart, and apparently your time, then fine, I don’t care.” She did care, but that wasn’t the point. “You do not have to tease me to play the loving wife at home who doesn’t know. So will you please, for the love of all that is holy, stop acting like you care?”

Her words were shaky now, like she was losing the control she’d held so far. “You will not make me cry in front of all these people, Nicholas Rochford, do you understand me?”

Out of Sight, Out of Mind (Blitz x akela)

Alice pleaded and begged for him to not do anything stupid, whining as if she were the one getting cut the entire time he was up moving about the room. She wasn’t surprised he ended up cutting himself, it was such a boyish thing to do, but she didn’t have to like it.

“What if it doesn’t work?” she sighed, sitting up and looking the blood on his thumb. With nothing left to do, since complaining obviously got her nowhere, Alice reached out and put her hand around his injured finger. A comforting heat came from the interaction, and twenty seconds later she pulled away to see blood still on his thumb and now her palm, but no sign of the cut that made it. “Whoa,” she whispered, getting on her knees and grabbing his wrist to get a better look. “That’s- that’s incredible.” Her smile faltered as she sat back down on the bed. “Too bad I can’t show anyone, huh?”

She let go of his wrist, opening her hands and starting at her palms, then his before making eyes contact with him again. “Hey, no more cutting yourself to experiment! I don’t want to see blood all over the place next time I come over,” Alice laughed. “I mean- you know, if I see you outside of class again…”

All is Fair in Love and War [Akela & Nuada]

“Bite your tongue,” Claire replied in a harsh, angry whisper before they kneeled so no one would hear. Their exchange was fast, and now he would have no chance to reply. Well that was just fine by her, he could stew in guilt and wonder what consequences her wrath would bring. The man in front asked them to rise and immediately went into the ceremony, the music stopping in the background.

“Dearly beloved friends, we are gathered together here in the sight of God to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony, which is an honorable state, instituted of God…” The clergyman read from the Common Book of Prayer, something Claire had heard time and time again from the weddings she had attended in the past. It was a long read, but she did her best to keep a smile on her face as was expected by all around them.

“I require and charge you (as you will answer at the dreadful day of judgment, when the secretes of all hearts shall be disclosed) that if either of you do know any impediment, why you may not be lawfully joined together in Matrimony, that you confess it...” He went on, and when the command was finished Claire’s gaze fell. No matter what she wanted, this was her fate. She could list a dozen reasons why this was not a good idea, but her father and her employer could think of a dozen more for why she should. The room was silent… no one was coming to her rescue.

Next were the actual vows, Nick first and then herself. “Will you have this woman as your wedded wife, to live together after God’s ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? Will you love her, comfort her, honor, and keep her, in sickness, and in health? And forsaking all other, keep only to her, so long as you both shall have?”

What a long, detailed way to ask if he would stay faithful. Claire stole a glance at him, hating how…how final it all sounded. This was her life. Would he keep them…would she? Because as soon as he answered they were asked of her as well. Of course most of it, the most important part, could not be kept. She did not love him, and had no idea how to comfort him. Honor? Honor was earned, in her opinion, and he had done nothing to earn it. But the words still came out of her mouth, and behind her father breathed a sigh of relief. “I will.”

Her anger had changed to grief, and keeping a smile that did not reach her eyes Claire turned to take his hands as a few more words were spoken. Finally it was time for the ring. Then a long prayer, and they could ‘celebrate’ the wonderful union between two people who were supposed to be in love. At least, there would be less gossip if they acted in love. Of course there would be a breakfast afterward for the closer friends and family…and by closer, there were still probably a hundred guests attending the reception. It would normally be held at her father’s house, but why waste such a wonderful venue?

Claire hated the idea of small talk, but knew she was getting ahead of herself. Why dread the future when there was enough to dread happening right now? The woman closed her eyes, the weight of the necklace he’d given her becoming a burden. It was not given out of love, but obligation, just like the entire ceremony.

All is Fair in Love and War [Akela & Nuada]

haha I know, I'm just messin around. I just got hired on and finally have a job myself, so it'll be easier to be patient since I'll actually have a life again lol

All is Fair in Love and War [Akela & Nuada]

just thought i'd let you know how much I miss you in my life. lol xD

I'm kidding. I mean no rush, I do miss our rp but I'm just being silly ;)

Out of Sight, Out of Mind (Blitz x akela)

Alice frowned when her hand was left untouched, but quickly laid it back down behind her head. They shook hands earlier, she would just have to trust based on earlier contact.

“Does this power involve physical contact with other people?”

Alice gave an uneasy nod, still unsure about this little talent. “Yes, but I’ve only tested it on animals. It happened on accident the first time, of course, as these things always do I think.” She hesitated, feeling more vulnerable than ever. “Two years ago I picked up a baby bird that had broken a wing. It had a couple cuts, I suppose it’d fallen while learning to fly, I don’t know much about birds,” she smirked, playing with the tips of her hair as she spoke. “Anyway, I held it in my hands when I- my hands. They started to glow around the bird. Thank goodness I was alone, I almost dropped the poor thing I was so freaked. But it was healed. I had fingers at the broken wing, and beneath them his bone and all those scratches were fixed.”

Despite being nervous there was a certain excitement in her eyes as she remembered how scared she’d been. “I’ll tell you what though, it took a lot out of me. I was so exhausted I almost passed out. It’s happened a few times since then, healing small cuts. I can’t seem to heal myself, though. Guess my body doesn’t think it makes sense to tire myself out just to heal a cut. But I bet if I worked hard or practiced I wouldn’t get so tired. What do you think?” she asked, looking up at him.

Out of Sight, Out of Mind (Blitz x akela)

His story was truly fascinating, and Alice thought she could listen to him all day if he kept telling her about his experiences with the new found abilities. By the sounds of it they were around the same age when all this happened, making her wonder if that’s when they developed for everyone.

With each exciting part of the story Alice nodded with an excited grin, leaning forward when she was afraid his account would lead to an injury or trouble. By the time he finished she was bursting with questions, but they took a back seat when he asked about her. It was only fair, and he certainly felt inquisitive, like a good listener. Alice had a feeling Lucas was a better friend and person in general than she gave him credit for. If he were the boastful, vain person she’d assumed he’d be, he would already have dragged her outside to show how much damage he could do with electricity.

“Well…my story isn’t so grand,” she shrugged, gripping a piece of the blanket beneath her, something to fidget with while she drifted into the past. “After my mom died, dad wanted me to live with my grandparents. I stayed down there during middle school years…so I guess I was probably twelve. Anyway, I just became more…in tune with those around me. If my grandma was upset with me, I knew it before I even came downstairs. At first I was so overwhelmed, but thankfully it was a loving home. I’ve learned to deal with it pretty well, else high school would be a nightmare,” she said. “I let it go, though, thinking it was just me having an extra keen sense or somethin’. But then…one day I picked up a necklace that had belonged to my mother.”

Alice pulled a thin gold chain out from under her shirt, the pendant on the end being a gold locket with an intricate design on the front. “It was left to me after she died, she wore it every day. See?” The young woman opened it to show pictures of her as a child, showing she’d left it just as her mother had. “But I…I saw everything. It’s like it played backwards in my head, her getting hit by the drunk driver, to her wearing it all the time, where she left it on the jewelry box at night…like a movie, only I saw the ending first.” Her voice had become somber, the images still painted within her mind. “I cried and cried so much I had no choice to tell my grandparents about it. Thankfully they were pretty cool! But she said I shouldn’t tell anyone, not even my dad. I moved back in with him freshman year, and…well, here I am. You’re the first person I’ve told,” she finished, looking up at him. “I was homeschooled through middle school while I learned to build up those defenses. I guess that’s why you’re pretty boring emotionally, you must be strong to be able to handle abilities. It's actually...nice. Not having to constantly worry around you like I do others if I want some peace and quiet”

Feeling more comfortable around him now that their pasts had been revealed Alice laid down, her back against the bed and her feet shifting to the floor, so her knees were bent at the edge of the bed. She raised her arms, putting them behind her head for a makeshift pillow. “So you don’t shock people when you touch them?” she asked, moving one arm to hold up her hand, showing Lucas her palm for him to touch. “I think it’s pretty amazing. But you know, there’s one more think I can do I haven’t told you about. I just haven’t figured out my….limitations, so I don’t use it much. At all, actually.”