PopeAlessandros

Who Will Break? ~ PopeAlessandros x Raafling

~The exit sign grows more distant, his eyes seek out desperately for some way out. His heart skips, is that? His eyes trail through the crowd, the throb of the music matching the beating of his heart as his eyes catch glimpses of the boy in the press of bodies. The little one looks frightened, he must reach the boy. He must keep him safe. He wades through the bodies, somehow able to move more easily now. His own body moves with the sway of the music. There, through the crowd, he's there again. His wounds are gone, but he's still upset. The muted dark colors of the crowd's attire make the boy's vibrant red shirt stand out against the darkness. Again, there, just a few steps away. His hands reach out, brushing aside a few dancers who dissolve into a carnal mass of bodies. He can only see the boy now.

The boy reaches up, grasping his arms. The touch feels warm and Kiel smiles as the boy thanks him. He can feel his heart pounding to a new beat now, the joy of the young man looking happy and uninjured causing his joy to thrum through his veins. Leaning his head down so his forehead rests atop the boy's head he feels the music fade as he murmurs, “As long as you are safe, and know you have nothing to fear, I have all the thanks I need Little One.” Bringing his head back up he feels a new beat in the air. He inhales, the scents from the garden around them calming his spirit. His hand comes up to ruffle the boy's hair before sliding down to cup the back of his head.

The thick ivy vines growing on the gazebo keep the steady rain falling in the garden off the two figures and Kiel looks out one of the arches with a smile still in place. The garden looks like an oil painting, the edges unclear, the movements leaving behind faint trails of color, but the view makes him happy none the less. He turns back to the figure before him and whispers, “This is the safe place, where no one can ever get to you. This is where I am, and where God shows the world his love.” His hand drops from the back of boy's head, coming to rest on his shoulder instead.~

When the Roar Falls ~ PopeAlessandros x Raafling

*Bows* Why thank you. I try :P I look forward to your posts too! I'll be getting my responses up to our RPs up tomorrow. I think I'll try and get them done when my roommate is still sleeping 9 hours from now. . . . .Anyways, see you then!

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

Kukukuku :P Indeed. Did you like my flower? I think it looks purdy :P I'll get my response up tomorrow. Sorry for the delay. I think I may just beat my roommate into unconsciousness. . . . . *Grins* You. Heard. Nothing.

We'll take the low road.

Oki doki, have a fun trip! May you recover from your slump :P

Who Will Break? ~ PopeAlessandros x Raafling

So, the random dream is "Plenty" ? :P

Of Steam and Souls

Sorry it's so short, but it's just, this vision in my head for this scene, it makes me laugh :P

Of Steam and Souls

The night sky overhead proves to be almost as soothing as the spring itself as the familiar constellations bring about a bout of nostalgia. 'The memories are so faint. But I can remember watching the stars. I remember a warm body at my side as we picked out the known constellations.' He chuckles aloud, 'And made up a few of our own. Of course, back then, the constellations were a bit different. It was so long ago. . . .' So lost in his memories, Tatsuki doesn't feel the time slip right by him. He startles slightly as he hears his name being called. 'Huh, mus be time to cook dinner already' He muses, turning to look over his shoulder. His eyes cut through the light darkness, the lamps around the hot spring having not been lit yet.

As his eye fall on the figure of the innkeeper Tatsuki smiles slightly. 'He's such a good lad' He chuckles again at his own old man sounding thoughts before calling out, “Over here Shigetoshi-san.” Standing he climbs carefully out of the soothing waters into the somewhat chilly evening are. The coldness is much less around the pool than on the outside of the inn due to the steam and heat coming off the water's surface, however Tatsuki still shivers as he makes his way over to where his towel is. Scooping it up off the rock he quickly removes his soaking cloth and wraps his towel firmly around his waist. Turning he smiles at Shigetoshi. “Time to cook already?” He looks down at his state of undress and his smile widens. Locking gazes with the boy again he adds, “I suppose I should put on something a little less comfortable, no?”

Who Will Break? ~ PopeAlessandros x Raafling

Sorry if the dream seems kinda short :P I only really have my own dream structures for reference, and they seem to be really random and long, so I just took a snipit from the beginning of my kind of dreams :P

Who Will Break? ~ PopeAlessandros x Raafling

~The sun shines down from high above, it's rays red and fierce. ON the planet below a small figure moves through vast jungles, trying to find the compound. He knows it's here, he just need to make his way there. It's been his home for many years, but for some reason, this day, it seems to hide itself from him. The jungle is hot, large insects swarm through the air, the buzzing sound like a constant hum of life. They're out of sight, but their shadows behind leaves are enough to make ones skin crawl. Large pants, some moving almost with a will of their own, pull at his clothes, scrape across his skin. How did he get here? Why can't he get home?

Wait. Through the foliage, he spots it. Outside, around a large swimming pool. It's his family. He moves closer, trying to reach them, but the plants. They won't let him go. He cries out for them, reaching, straining, a prayer on his lips for the strength to get to them. To get home, to be safe by their sides. The plants cling to him harder, drawing him down. A final cry escapes his lips as he is engulfed in green. He can feel the stink of their little barbs cutting into his skin, but before he can respond, he falls. Falls further and further down, into the darkness. He does not know how long he falls through the never ending blackness, but he does eventually land.

The second his feet reach the ground, many colored lights explode around him. He is blinded fro a moment. He's larger not, he can feel his boyish clothing of t-shirt and shorts now replaces with more familiar clothes. Around him are many people. He's at a club, the pounding beat of the music erupting into his ears. He's on the dance floor, bodies move all around him. He can feel his body, moving to the music. His hand reaches up, touching the collar at his throat. He shakes his head, he shouldn't be here. He moves slowly towards the exit, the glowing red sign just barely visible above the dancers' heads. He can feel himself being drawn into the dance even as he seeks to escape it.~