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aterat2021-06-30 12:29 pm
skyward_eyes) wrote in aterat2021-06-30 12:29 pm
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Does This Count As A Haunting?
Who; Nida & Ignis
What; June Event
Where; Around the city
When; June 25th
Warnings; CW: Event typical violence, traumatic memories, attempted murder
Always Shadowed By Your Memory [Closed to Ignis]
It starts with a flash of a certain shade of red metal. The glint of light, caught when Nida was walking home after a shift, stopped him in his tracks. He sensed the wafting power of magic, but as ever couldn't tell what it was, just where. In the same direction as the flash of light.
Nothing could make Nida keep from moving at that flash of color. Because in his mind it equated with one thing and one thing only. Which was, sadly enough, a man that he desperately wished wouldn't show up here. So he began to follow, a slow prowling follow after a figure that with, more time and attention, he found to be wearing a red coat, not to mention the red hair. And that was enough to make him feel sick to his stomach.
"Elijah," he mumbled under his breath as he saw the figure pause and look around, catching sight of those brilliant blue eyes.
And that was when Nida made the worst mistake possible. Once Elijah disappeared into the alley, Nida went and followed. The red-clad figure was there, further ahead of him, almost in the reach of a quick blade. Nida came to a stop and then saw the man turning around to look at him. The cocky smile was there, the perfect curve of lips that once held Nida at the end of a hook, looking for more.
Which was when Siren screamed of wrongness in his head and the illusion faded. Nida was too stunned by that to do much but stare in shock as a 'fist' made of broken pieces of cobble stones pounded against his head.
What; June Event
Where; Around the city
When; June 25th
Warnings; CW: Event typical violence, traumatic memories, attempted murder
Always Shadowed By Your Memory [Closed to Ignis]
It starts with a flash of a certain shade of red metal. The glint of light, caught when Nida was walking home after a shift, stopped him in his tracks. He sensed the wafting power of magic, but as ever couldn't tell what it was, just where. In the same direction as the flash of light.
Nothing could make Nida keep from moving at that flash of color. Because in his mind it equated with one thing and one thing only. Which was, sadly enough, a man that he desperately wished wouldn't show up here. So he began to follow, a slow prowling follow after a figure that with, more time and attention, he found to be wearing a red coat, not to mention the red hair. And that was enough to make him feel sick to his stomach.
"Elijah," he mumbled under his breath as he saw the figure pause and look around, catching sight of those brilliant blue eyes.
And that was when Nida made the worst mistake possible. Once Elijah disappeared into the alley, Nida went and followed. The red-clad figure was there, further ahead of him, almost in the reach of a quick blade. Nida came to a stop and then saw the man turning around to look at him. The cocky smile was there, the perfect curve of lips that once held Nida at the end of a hook, looking for more.
Which was when Siren screamed of wrongness in his head and the illusion faded. Nida was too stunned by that to do much but stare in shock as a 'fist' made of broken pieces of cobble stones pounded against his head.
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"You're a charmer," he observed, and a bit more of his weight settled onto Ignis.
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And he had to smile with Nida's observation. Really Ignis only pulled the charm out for his mate and bore the man's weight without complaint. "I have to take it out once in awhile to make sure it hasn't gone rusty."
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How had he ever come to deserve it? In spite of himself, Nida started tearing up a little.
"You never seem rusty to me."
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But he looked over at Nida when he said that Ignis never seemed rusty and he noticed the change in expression. Spotting a nearby bench, he moved them over to it, careful to set his fiancée down gently.
And when he spoke it was full of tender concern, "Darling, is something wrong?"
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"You make me feel so much, love."
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And as they sat there, one of those little odd carts came up, offering them a ride back to their place for keeping the people safe while the monster was dealt with in the water. This caused the advisor to smile at Nida. "Let's get a ride home and get you warmed up shall we?"
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"Yeah, that sounds right," Nida decided, looking to the cart. This will be fine.
"Take me home and warm me up. I'll take a shower, and you'll feed me and we'll talk colors?"
End?
Agreed