*He twitched uncomfortably as they drew closer to the doors. While subconsciously he knew that shit would be okay, he was still nervous. He and T had gone through something similar once before, as Am was like his baby sister. But he hadn't actually seen Ry in years. And... yeah. The years before that hadn't been pretty. He knew without even thinking that this entire evening was going to be fucking painful. The door swung open to silence. Raising a brow, he tightened his hand on Illy's slightly in reassurance. Let's hope dipshit managed to keep the past from being shared over dinner, cause that would fucking ruin an appetite.* Assuming they're in the kitchen. Are you ready for this, little bit? There's still time to hop a flight to anywhere-but-here.
Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He twitched uncomfortably as they drew closer to the doors. While subconsciously he knew that shit would be okay, he was still nervous. He and T had gone through something similar once before, as Am was like his baby sister. But he hadn't actually seen Ry in years. And... yeah. The years before that hadn't been pretty. He knew without even thinking that this entire evening was going to be fucking painful. The door swung open to silence. Raising a brow, he tightened his hand on Illy's slightly in reassurance. Let's hope dipshit managed to keep the past from being shared over dinner, cause that would fucking ruin an appetite.* Assuming they're in the kitchen. Are you ready for this, little bit? There's still time to hop a flight to anywhere-but-here.
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Ailwin Ryann |PF|
*He'd been headed into the bayou for some fresh air when the fucking phone started bleated like a dying rabbit. Scowling, he tugged it from his pocket. He'd have to figure out how to change that damn ringtone. Spotting T's name, he opened the text. "Illy. Mate. House. Now." His scowl grew more pronounced. Illy was mated? When the fuck had that happened? He'd just seen her a few days ago. The realization that someone had been fucking with his baby sister was slow in coming, but the anger was quick to boil over.* Ailwin Ryann |PF|*Grunting, he lashed out, his hand swatting at whatever had touched him. Hearing a soft exhale, he blinked his eyes open in the hazy pre-dawn light, spotting the young girl that had, for no reason known to him, rescued him from certain servitude or death in the depths of darkness. Groaning softly, he managed to struggle upwards, raking his hands over his face in an effort to shake off the stupor that seemed to surround him. He'd swear she'd drugged him, if only he wasn't part animal and impervious to most poisons she'd have handy. Perhaps true exhaustion had simply set in.*
Illy Ryann |PF|
*Pacing around my room, I throw my stuffed tiger pillow at the wall. That bastard. Kaden's words still ring in my ears as I kick the pillow across the carpet. "If I wanted a woman, I'd get one". Well guess what buddy, I can get a man if I want. Glancing down at my phone, I nervously bite my lip. I texted Am a few hours ago asking if she knew any guys I could go out with. Yeah, it's pretty lame to have to ask for help but I was kinda desperate. The men in my profession were either gay or had so many women, they could barely keep track. Walking over to the window, I look across the yard and see Turstin coming home from work. Hopefully the house will quiet down now* Laveda XuanYuan Every time the memory would fragment off into another time stream, she would always end up watching how the hunters killed the people. She never had a problem of lives being taken, it was the fact these hunters ended up skinning a living soul off was what always bothered Laveda. This time, she could see the whole thing happening in front of her eyes instead of viewing from the side line.
Turstin Ryann |PF|
*Turstin wakes up to the sound of birds chirping outside. The noise that most people found pleasant, set his nerves on edge. Padding over to the open window, he sticks his head out and lets out a loud roar. The sudden silence amuses him and he flashes to his human form. Pulling on a pair of jeans, Turstin leaves Am and his bedroom to head to the kitchen. He sniffs the air as he goes and notices that Am's scent was still noticeable, meaning she was somewhere in their massive house. Turning the corner into the kitchen, he sees her sitting at the island eating cereal* Cereal again, Am? Your hatred of cooking is getting out of hand. Ailwin Ryann |PF|*He choked as the smoke filled his lungs, the stench of death and burning hair all around him. Those that had tried to run were savagely beaten. Their cries of pain echoed around him, he'd forever remember the sound of strong, proud tigers being forced to kneel, to beg. He kept glancing around warily, wanting to find the voice from his past but wanting to ensure he kept enough attention on himself that his siblings could get away. Turning back the way he came, he swore for an instant he saw Illy's terrified, tear-stained face through the low ferns, but that was impossible, he was too far away. Nevertheless, he didn't see them. Or, if he had, they were safely into the foliage that would protect them as long as they just kept running.*
Laveda XuanYuan Memory are fragments among her life. There was always voids among her mind that made her unable to grip tight on certain events that had happen before. Some simply became a faded mark that it simply sit in the back of her mind reminding her of past events, others come back into her dreams telling her every detail of that single event. She knew it was something a Time Lord long learned to cope with all the problem, yet with her body and mind destroyed in a degree due to releasing her timeline of being Gallifrey into Earth's timeline, her mind couldn't really cope with all the massive load of information. In the end, her mind choose the method to help her cope with it - to all faded into fragments of memory or dreams.
*His lips peeled back, teeth bared. Prey. Slinking down, he let his belly rest against the high grasses. The town he'd been in was small, but surrounded by fields and wildlife. He couldn't resist the siren's song of the shift, the run. Breathing deep, he let out a soft chuffing noise, creeping forward in slow increments. The rabbit froze. It's always interesting to see the flight or fight response.*
Ailwin Ryann |PF| *He knew it was fragments of memories, whispers of his childhood, yet that didn't help the fear, the instinctive reaction of the tiger to protect what he considered his. Many nights the scene unfolded, leaving him tangled in sheets, drenched in sweat. Thinking of the future, of having hope couldn't calm him, he doubted much would. His twisted psyche threw up various ways that he could have saved them all. Ways that he wouldn't have lost everything that mattered to him that night. He knew subconsciously that it wasn't true, he'd barely been in control of himself then, but the nightmares still grabbed hold, refusing to let him leave their grasp.*
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