IKC FHew 7C6110
Alligences 1 – 'Till Death Do Us Part
by HoD Ro' Matlh & Soghla' Terri (Tell) Hope & Soghla' Jared
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The door opened again. Theresa sat in her usual corner. Her face was impassive and her eyes unseeing. Around her was the last traces of her hair, her dignity, and her hope.
Gerrat took it in at a glance.
"Ah, Theresa," he said softly, "You have come back. Nicholai will be here in a moment to look at your shoulder, and Leah is bringing you some new clothes. I am so pleased you are back."
He moved over to her and lent down, "I have missed you."
He reached out his hand and stroked her cheek, "Now we can be happy again, like we used to be. Like husband and wife are supposed to be."
He reached forward to take her. Theresa just stared ahead.
Oddly, in that empty moment, she saw the laundry shoot slide open - seemingly of it's own volition. A strange thing to notice, here at the end of the world.
Then, unexpectedly, something small and white came out. It gracelessly flew out of the chute, falling to the floor haphazardly, like a discarded piece of tissue. Garret looked around at it with a confused frown.
It was a tiny origami animal.
Theresa stared into nothingness while a flicker in the corner of Theresa's eye that was a vestige of a thought that used to be Tell began to fade and die................. Then she saw something that came out of the light, the tiny dragon was back, beckoning her, calling her back, summoning her and offering her hope. She reached out to catch the creature......
Tell's hand lashed out in a sudden motion, hand flat, fingers bent into a hard line of knuckle. It struck his throat and crushed his windpipe. The motion was so fast and accurate that Gerrat didn't even get to cry out. He fell backwards clutching his throat trying to get any air into his broken airways and looking up at Tell now standing over him.
"You know Garret you and I could have been great together, but you had to go and spoil it all. Now I want you to do something for me, are you listening?" she said summoning all her strength to do so.
Gerrat clawed at his throat, unable to answer or breath.
Tell squeezed the hair shaver into his hands. "Take this and shave your hair off, use your foul smelling hair as payment to the ferryman as he takes you to HELL. When the Devil asks you 'Who made you do this to your hair? Yell at him that Tell did it, ok got the message? ............ TELL"
by HoD Ro' Matlh & Soghla' Terri (Tell) Hope & Soghla' Jared
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| Title | 'Till Death Do Us Part | |
| Mission | Alligences 1 | |
| Author(s) | HoD Ro' Matlh & Soghla' Terri (Tell) Hope & Soghla' Jared | |
| Posted | Mon Jun 21, 2010 @ 5:25am | |
| Location | SS Cygnet | |
| Timeline | While Hay'legh is with the crew |
Gerrat took it in at a glance.
"Ah, Theresa," he said softly, "You have come back. Nicholai will be here in a moment to look at your shoulder, and Leah is bringing you some new clothes. I am so pleased you are back."
He moved over to her and lent down, "I have missed you."
He reached out his hand and stroked her cheek, "Now we can be happy again, like we used to be. Like husband and wife are supposed to be."
He reached forward to take her. Theresa just stared ahead.
Oddly, in that empty moment, she saw the laundry shoot slide open - seemingly of it's own volition. A strange thing to notice, here at the end of the world.
Then, unexpectedly, something small and white came out. It gracelessly flew out of the chute, falling to the floor haphazardly, like a discarded piece of tissue. Garret looked around at it with a confused frown.
It was a tiny origami animal.
Theresa stared into nothingness while a flicker in the corner of Theresa's eye that was a vestige of a thought that used to be Tell began to fade and die................. Then she saw something that came out of the light, the tiny dragon was back, beckoning her, calling her back, summoning her and offering her hope. She reached out to catch the creature......
Tell's hand lashed out in a sudden motion, hand flat, fingers bent into a hard line of knuckle. It struck his throat and crushed his windpipe. The motion was so fast and accurate that Gerrat didn't even get to cry out. He fell backwards clutching his throat trying to get any air into his broken airways and looking up at Tell now standing over him.
"You know Garret you and I could have been great together, but you had to go and spoil it all. Now I want you to do something for me, are you listening?" she said summoning all her strength to do so.
Gerrat clawed at his throat, unable to answer or breath.
Tell squeezed the hair shaver into his hands. "Take this and shave your hair off, use your foul smelling hair as payment to the ferryman as he takes you to HELL. When the Devil asks you 'Who made you do this to your hair? Yell at him that Tell did it, ok got the message? ............ TELL"