we've all got demons [sisterhood vs 3 buffalo; day 1]
Jul 2, 2014 7:25:28 GMT -5
Post by cass on Jul 2, 2014 7:25:28 GMT -5
A E L I A V A N D E R W E L L
One beast fell then a few seconds later another one did. They seemed to stop working all at once as though their bodies couldn’t understand the commands that they were given. They toppled, crashing into the ground, sending up clouds of dust into the air. There were two dead, two of them gone; her alliance had killed two of these beasts. She was in awe of their capabilities; she was surprised that they’d actually done it. Their blood splattered the ground; ruby red droplets covered her hands and her arms. Most of it was the beast’s blood, but some of it was her own. The pain that spread through her entire face was intense; it was like a wildfire, like lava spilling through the cracks, dripping down her face. It was untamable and she couldn’t defeat it. She felt as though not even the ocean could break it away from her. It hurt, it hurt so much and for a moment she was able to forget about the pain her foot.
And she stood there, rooted to the spot, unable to comprehend what was happening, unable to comprehend the fact that they were winning this fight. Useless little Aelia Vanderwell had actually done something, she had actually defeated something. With the death of the two beasts it seemed that running would be a whole lot easier. With her foot strapped she seemed capable of moving a lot more freely then she had yesterday. It hurt like a bitch and pain ran through her face, a burn and an ache just as much as it ran through her leg.
Her gaze drifted to her other allies; a hand clamped over one eye, holding her check and face together, in a weak attempt to fend off the pain. And then it happened all at once, the third beast decided it hadn’t had enough and it raced forwards, it raced straight towards her and Aelia’s eyes widened. The cry caught itself in her throat, because she wasn’t ready, the fight had left her body and she threw her blade upwards, and there was a clash and the sound of grating and then the beast was charging past her.
She didn’t hesitate to move away, she limped as fast as her damaged body could take her, she moved as fast as she could away from it. One hand held tightly to the knife, the other tried to prevent the flow of blood on her face. It was all too much. She looked for Owen, Charlie and Darius and wished that someone would grab her, and hold her, help her.
[Aelia Flees]
[Uses f/a on herself for -3 damage]
[collects meat from one of the dead buffalo]Hello darkness, my old friend,
Ive come to talk with you again,
{graphic credit to stare <3}