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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Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[snarls with crackly satisfaction at her, LOOMING BRIGHTLY]

Ah. You're not proud.

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

"Go away!"

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

Why are you hiding in a hovel?

[reaches in unconcernedly to drag her out, hot enough to make her skin feel tight and sunburned]

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

"It's my house!"

She tries to hang on to a cabinet door, but the hinges break.

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[dumps her on the floor.]

You haven't done much to keep it up, have you? You could fix that.

[he's referring to the hinges.]

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

She wipes her face on a sleeve and glowers at him from behind it.

"Not now. You'll break it more."

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[rears up again, circling restlessly closer to the table... FLAMMABLE...]

Keep it better, or I'll burn it down around your ears. What happened here?

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

"Everyone died...!"

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[whips around to stare at her again, threatening]

Yes. And you're alive. For now.

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

She very firmly puts the door between them.

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[mocking, harsh, and contemptuous]

Is that your nature, little girl? You only wake up when events challenge you?

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

Yeah no she's just pretty clearly scared as hell, sorry Mogget.

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[swipes a chair at her absently — she can probably hold her door shield up to the worst of it — and breezes over to the door]

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

RUDE!!!

The smell of alkali is coming from the door. It too starts to corrode.

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[just breaking through it fixing things'll give you something to do kid]

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

It's a tangled thicket of a garden: all the plants appear to have withered and died, and then been frozen over.

You can hear water dripping from somewhere in the tangle, but it's very slow and faint, single drops falling from one source. Plink. Plink.

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[stretches up and up again, to try to see the layout of the garden from a little above.]

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

It's too dense to see through from above...you will notice smoke leaking from a corner of the garden, but the smell of burning blood and boiling metal should clue you in to what did that, and it doesn't seem to be spreading. The dripping's not coming from there, anyway; it's somewhere around the middle.

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[hunkers lower again and flows into the garden; not really trying to curb his heat, but since it's all ice-covered probably nothing's going to catch fire immediately at least]

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

Things start melting and dripping on you as you go, though the plants don't get less dead.

There is a dead sapling in a small clear space in the undergrowth -- it looks like it wouldn't have had a chance even in a normal garden, as sunlight wouldn't have reached it down here. The ice around its withered roots has cracked, and the water has melted off it to form a small puddle around it.

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[wraps a — hand? — around it, staring around him with a twist in his unreadable expression.

then snickers, low, and turns the heat up.]

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

You get a memory when you touch it, strange and ripply and echoing, of Eve bursting helplessly into tears, at the memory of Lilith's departure, in front of -- well, you.

The garden begins to melt, as a whole, nearby twigs catching afire when the water on them evaporates.

Re: blood (a dull house)

[decider]

[— hunkers down and away from the burning tree in shock, hugging low to the ground, formless and dark in the flames]

Re: blood (a dull house)

[aprettygirl]

Then . . .