fallout { reva }
Jan 18, 2016 18:15:08 GMT -5
Post by ✨ zozo. on Jan 18, 2016 18:15:08 GMT -5
EVA _______ DEXTER |
Eva Dexter is the fallout of her sister, collecting the rubble and dust she leaves behind and staring helplessly at the mess in her arms, unsure of what to do with all of this chaos. As her sister detonates she watches from afar as some cheer and some scream, waiting until the smoke clears and the skies are all but clear again to walk right through Alice's shadow and into her own person. Her twin drinks in applause from others, the world her stage and audience. Eva crafts herself from the quiet of her own life, the element of surprise nobody saw coming.
It's not her job to clear up the damage caused by her sister's shrapnel. Most of the time she leaves her sister to her own devices and works on being her own person. There's the same kind of energy connecting them, intertwining, pulling them back to each-other and throwing them in their own directions. Alice uses hers to bring down tyrants. Eva uses hers to build herself up.
Occasionally, however, she sees a flaw in her sister's logic and has to fight it. It's what they were born to do: challenge each-other.
"He hasn't done anything wrong, Al."
"Says who?"
"It's not right!"
"Says who?"
"Says me!"
It's not enough for her sister, so she makes a deal to play her type of game. Investigate. Discover. Find the cracks in the porcelain and shatter it -- or seal them back up so no-one will ever know they were broken in the first place. She will love her sister until the day she dies but she will always question her motives, her ideas, her way of living dangerously. Alice doesn't need saving. Eva doesn't need to be a hero. They will coexist as opposites and equals weaving themselves through the other as two parts of a whole - but always there to save the other from straying too far from their roots.
He sits alone. Always alone. He looks as though he's waiting for someone to tap him on the shoulder and pull him upwards, to walk off hand-in-hand to some place better than this one. Alice watches warily from across the yard, pre-occupied in her books and notes and friends. Eva feels her sister's gaze rest upon the back of her head and shakes it off: she is not her sister's shadow.
She is not her sister's shadow.
"I come in peace" she smiles, joining the boy underneath the afternoon sky.
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