EVE'S HEART

[aprettygirl]

A dark veil slips over you, obscuring your vision; it’s cool and clinging, and blocks out all outside sensation. You drift downward . . . as you do, you grow more and more aware of the pulse of your own heartbeat, until it’s a ringing, unpleasant throb in your ears.

. . . after some time, it’s interrupted by a soft splash, and you feel solid rock underfoot.

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Comments

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

"It was bound to happen sooner or later."

Re: wreckers

[decider]

Are you angry or relieved?

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

"I'm pragmatic."

Re: wreckers

[decider]

Might you be otherwise, elsewhere?

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

"There are other facets."

Re: wreckers

[decider]

Hmmm. A rare gem.

[yawns, tongue bright and pink]

I hope you don't expect me to do anything about it.

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

She cracks a smile.

"Well, no. I'd hoped you'd let me fulfill a promise, though."

Re: wreckers

[decider]

What do you mean?

[narrows his eyes at her a bit, slightly suspicious]

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

"Your collar."

Re: wreckers

[decider]

What?

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

"I'd let you have free rein of my heart, as yourself."

Re: wreckers

[decider]

[harshly]

Don't be a fool. You're the only one who's seen those memories.

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

"The others are...elsewhere."

Re: wreckers

[decider]

[impatiently]

I don't care where they are.

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

"Then?"

Re: wreckers

[decider]

[vibrating with constrained tension, his voice trailing off in a venemous hiss]

You know!

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

"I do know."

Re: wreckers

[decider]

[laughing, more than a hint of something crackling and unnatural under it]

Do you, then.

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

"Do you think I would offer this selflessly and uselessly? I am not built for that."

Re: wreckers

[decider]

Pragmatically?

[there's an unexpected vein of bitterness there, razor sharp]

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

"Selfishly."

Re: wreckers

[decider]

[flexes his claws so harshly on the rock that they splinter.]

...

Do what you will.

Re: wreckers

[aprettygirl]

She reaches down, and looses his collar in a stroke.

Re: wreckers

[decider]

[stays still for a moment, still in cat-shape, staring down at the water. the collar fades in Eve's hand and is gone.]

Re: wreckers

[decider]

[...then he shivers, and the cat-shape seems to glow, the light concentrated on it brighter than around him— growing brighter still—]