06-05-2015, 05:06 PM
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Beqanna
Assailant -- Year 226
"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
Keep on Walking; Fiasko
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06-05-2015, 05:06 PM
fiasko
It's not official yet, but it might as well be. She and Mast are the new rulers of the Gates. And it terrifies her. Never before has she had any kind of responsibility like this. Before, she was just a nobody, a little pion working quietly to make the Gates a better place (and often failing). Now she is Queen Fiasko … and the world of Beqanna will come to know her ruined face a little better. She had been somewhat nonchalant about it before, but what if she does screw up? What if she lets the kingdom down? She would never be able to look at her parents, Camelia or Mast in the face again. She would never be able to face Jason again … She still doesn’t know what had possessed the stallion to suggest her name in line for the throne, and she finds it both wonderful and scary to have someone with so much faith in her. She just hopes she doesn’t disappoint him. She paces back and forth under the Mother Tree, trying to figure out what her first step should be. Perhaps she should call a meeting, to at least make it official. Yes, that would make sense. And it would make things easier on on Camelia. And after that …? Perhaps she and Mast should meet to discuss alliances? Though they are both the adoptive children of Finnley and Kaelie, they do not have the blood connection advantage. One of their current alliances might not look so favourably upon that. Nerves afire, she doesn’t notice the blue-grey stallion until he calls out. She freezes for a moment, startled. “Oh! Jason!” She recovers and her characteristically crooked smile bursts across her face. She’s come to like the stallion since his arrival in the Gates, even if she still doesn’t understand his faith in her. “Oh I … thank you!” If she’d been human she would have blushed. “I think I’m going to have to take you up on your offer of help though. I have no idea what I’m doing.” Probably not the best thing to hear from your new queen’s mouth. But it’s the truth. And she feels that can be honest with Jason, that she should be honest with him. i'm still waiting for the world to end
06-14-2015, 11:05 AM
06-16-2015, 05:22 PM
fiasko
She’s not entirely sure how to handle compliments, to be honest. They’re not something she’s used to receiving, especially not from horses that are not her adoptive parents. She shuffles awkwardly and glances at the ground, but forces herself to look back up and meet his eyes. She is queen now, after all. She needs to practice acting like one. “Ah well, I haven’t done that much until now though. Not really.” A few failed attempts at recruiting. One successful steal. Not a lot in the grand scheme of things. “I want to do more though. And I will greatly appreciate any help you can give me.” She and Mast will definitely need it if they are to make the kingdom more active.She stiffens as she notices his eyes travel to her scars. She knows they stand out, and she knows that he doesn’t care about them, but it makes her feel awkward all the same. When he speaks it takes her a moment to even understand what he’s saying. “B … beautiful?” She freezes, stunned. No one has ever called her beautiful before. Her first instinct would be to think that he’s making fun of her. But this is Jason. He wouldn’t do that. “N … no.” Her eye drops to the ground again, unable to meet his gaze. If she were human, she would be flushed bright red. “Never.” Beautiful is not a word that she or anyone else has ever used to describe her ruined mess of a face. i'm still waiting for the world to end
06-20-2015, 10:42 AM
06-24-2015, 12:50 PM
fiasko
She feels so unsure. Beautiful is not a word she would have ever used to describe her face. It’s not a word that anyone has ever used to describe her face. But she knows Jason. She’s come to know the stallion fairly well since he joined the kingdom, well over a year ago. And she knows him to be a kind, compassionate and caring soul. And an honest one. He wouldn’t say something like that unless he meant it. Surely? “Thank you.” Her voice is barely above a whisper. “And I … I’m glad to have you here.” Ugh such an awkward thing to say. She’s struck by a random thought that he’s quite handsome himself, but she squashes it down. He might think her beautiful, but that doesn’t mean he’s interested in her in that way. Then he asks to know more and she freezes, for just a moment.“I don’t know that there’s much to tell. Finnley and Kaelie adopted me when I was a year old and raised me here. I kept to myself for a long time. I was too ashamed of … well … my face.” She hangs her head awkwardly. She thinks she knows what he really wants to know. It’s hard to talk about though. She’s never told anyone about it ever before, not even her adoptive parents. But something about Jason makes her want to try. “I … I guess there’s a little more than that. I … my mother did this to me.” She raises her head to meet his eyes. “I don’t remember why. All I remember is her calling me an abomination and beating me with her hooves and biting me. And then she abandoned me. I lived by myself on the outskirts of Beqanna until I was a yearling.” She exhales heavily. She doesn’t mention the heartbeat. She doesn’t want him to think that she’s crazy. i'm still waiting for the world to end
06-27-2015, 08:04 AM
07-10-2015, 12:36 PM
There's almost a feeling of relief when the words leave her lips.
There it is - her big secret. The story behind her scar. Out in the open for him to scrutinize. But he doesn't. Instead he reaches forward and kisses her scar. He tells her that her mother was wrong, that she's not abomination. That she's a queen. And once again he calls her beautiful. She cries then. It's unexpected - one moment she's fine, then the next there are tears running down her face. She leans in to Jason's touch as his lips travel along her neck and mane. No one's ever talked to her like this before. She feels ... happy, almost. Loved even. It's almost impossible to describe - it's such a new feeling for her. Then she turns to Jason, returning his caresses. Her lips travel along his neck, gently exploring the blue-grey coat. It seems odd to her, to be doing this, but so right at the same time. This is Jason after all - kind, sweet, honest Jason, that she's come to know so well. But it's such an intimate gesture and after a few moments she pulls away nervously. Her eye nervously seeks out his. Is this ok? Or is she going too far? Maybe he just wanted to comfort her. Maybe he was just trying to be a good friend. But something tells her he's not. That there's something more here, something special. Or, at least she hopes there is. She really, really hopes.
07-15-2015, 11:12 AM
07-22-2015, 05:51 PM
fiasko
God he smells so right. He feels so right. But is she making a mistake? Is she misunderstanding? And yet, when she pulls away, she almost gets a sense of confusion from Jason. Almost as if she’s hurt him.Is this real? Maybe, just maybe it is … She asks if he’s upset her, and her heart almost breaks. “NO, no … it’s nothing like that …” She leans in to the touch of his lips. “I just …” Her head drops, struggling to find the words. How can she even put what she’s feeling into words? “Why … why me?” Yes, why her? There are so many other mares out there, far prettier and more impressive than she. Mares that are more confident … less damaged … Even though he calls her beautiful, she is not. She might have been, if not for her mother. But as it is … Half of her face is a ruined mess - scarred and pink and ugly. Destroyed. The only reason she sits on the Gates throne is because, besides Mast, there was not one else to do so. Jason on the other hand is handsome, caring and kind. And powerful. He could have anyone - anyone! She’s already seen one mare (Voudou) trying to vie for his affection. And yet, he’s interested in her? Is he? Or is she just imagining it? “Why me?” i'm still waiting for the world to end | ||||||||||||||||||||
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