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Post by Ereshkigal on Mar 9, 2009 21:44:59 GMT -6
Ere's smile is bittersweet, the echoing depths of loneliness in her eyes visible for a moment before she shuts them. She pulls gently out of Ciel's embrace, going to the table next to futon for a tissue.
"Because if we took the time to truly enjoy ourselves, kitten. When we next looked up the world would be in ruins around our ears." She laughs wearily, coming back to offer Ciel the tissue box.
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Post by Ciel on Mar 10, 2009 17:41:56 GMT -6
Ciel flumped onto the futon, not caring how non-graceful she looked this time. She ignored the tissue and put her face into her hands. "But why? Why does it have to always be that way, my love? Why do we always have to care about ruining the world, or saving ourselves? I would rather go into oblivion with you than keep this world, all of it, in its rightful place..."
She doubled over, her hands now wet. Her words were lost in her sobs and she seemed as though nothing would calm her heart...
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Post by Lysandor on Mar 12, 2009 18:57:28 GMT -6
Lysandor bows as Regent disappears, and turns back to his Queen and Ciel. He watches the two of them for a moment before standing behind the couch, next to Ciel. He puts a hand on her shoulder.
"We must earn these times, Ciel," he tells her softly. "It is not fair, but you are closer to achieving your happiness, your beloved, than you think. Enjoy the time you have now."
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Post by Ciel on Mar 16, 2009 9:31:21 GMT -6
Through her tears she could be plainly heard, though bleary.
"Why must we earn anything? Are we not allowed to be the slightest bit selfish...?"
She slid her hand up and covered his hand with one of hers and leaned her head on Ere's shoulder. This was a hard time for her...she didn't understand...
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Post by Ereshkigal on Mar 19, 2009 22:07:22 GMT -6
Ere looks at Lysandor over Ciel's shoulder her gaze surprised. Then she closes them and leans against Ciel.
"Kitten, Lysandor is right. We have to work for peace and safety now but once we have them we'll have time for each other. And it'll be better knowing we had to be apart, we'll never forget the pain of being separated and never take each other for granted again." She rubs her cheek against Ciel's hair as she speaks.
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Post by Ciel on Mar 20, 2009 19:35:00 GMT -6
The Devilcat mix had softly started to cry.
She left her head where it was and tightened her grip on Lysandor's hand...
This was all such a mess, but it was a mess that she'd learn from for sure...
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Post by Lysandor on Mar 30, 2009 12:15:43 GMT -6
He gently squeezes Ciel's hand, trying to comfort the Devilcat. His sterling eyes, briefly, glance at his Queen, the expression unreadable.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Mar 31, 2009 1:55:47 GMT -6
Ereshkigal leans down resting her head on Ciel's shoulder. Her eyes slowly close and she lets out a long breath, going bonelessly limp against Ciel, her legs curling halfway onto the Devilcat's lap.
"If I can tame her... quiet her... then everything else will be a p-piece," Ereshkigal yawns widely, covering her mouth with her hand.
"Of bloody cake. Good night, kitten.. falcon..." And Ere falls asleep on Ciel's shoulder.
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Post by Ciel on Mar 31, 2009 4:48:45 GMT -6
Ciel carefully lets go of Lysandor's hand and moves to gather her sleeping love into her arms so that she can hold her while she slumbers. Her face is still a little wet, but for the most part, she's stopped crying.
She moves Ere so that she is lying down and Ciel positions herself behind the sleeping woman so as to curl around her and keep her safe. She looks up to Lysandor and whispers. "I am so lost... what do we do now?"
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Post by Lysandor on Apr 10, 2009 22:31:44 GMT -6
With nary a twitch in his expression, Lysandor watches the Devilcat and Kitsune Pe'ri curl up on the couch.
"We continue as we have," he replies softly, mindful of his "sleeping" queen. "While our Queen strengthens her control, we prepare Hell for her homecoming." He offers a slight smile. "We have seen centuries, some even millennia... What are a handful of months, maybe a year, to such as us?"
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Post by Ciel on Apr 13, 2009 20:08:11 GMT -6
Ciel's face was pensive as she let her gaze slide back to her sleeping love in her arms. "You... you are right, Lysandor. I am being silly. I should be happy to have what time that I do have with her until she is home for good."
She blinked, and one last tear sparkled in her eye. "I did not mean to worry either of you." She looked up at him again. "Lysandor, why is she so tired? And sick? Is something the matter that she is not telling us?"
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Post by Lysandor on Apr 29, 2009 15:43:15 GMT -6
Lysandor lets his hand rest on Ciel's shoulder, and offers her a brief smile. He leans closer to inspect the Queen.
"I would say that she is over-stressed," he replies, his brows drawing together slightly. "This exile has taken its toll on her, and I do not think she is taking as good of care of herself as she should..."
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Post by Ereshkigal on May 1, 2009 3:21:09 GMT -6
One of Ere's eyes opens and rolls to look at Lysandor. She sticks her tongue out and then shuts her eye again, snuggling closer to Ciel.
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Post by Ciel on May 3, 2009 23:42:57 GMT -6
Ciel nodded, but she didn't fully think that he was telling her the truth. She wanted him to tell her everything. Somehow she knew he was leaving something out, but she didn't want to fight it. She wanted to keep her loves safe.
She petted Ere's hair and kissed the top of her head, whispering to her love. "Perhaps she should take better care of herself then."
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Post by Lysandor on Jun 4, 2009 23:38:53 GMT -6
"Perhaps she should," Lysandor repeats, standing straight to look at both. For a brief moment, he's tempted to join them.
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Post by Ciel on Jun 5, 2009 16:37:41 GMT -6
Ciel looked at Lysandor, almost pleading. It was clear that she wanted him to hold her as she held her sleeping love. The Devilcat was feeling very thin-spread as she tried to make her eyes ask him what she dared not as with her lips.
She was trying not to break down again, or be melancholy. That's the last thing any of the three of them needed. She just needed to hold out on that until she could go to pieces where her sick love could not see. The poor Queen had enough to worry about.
Please. Please, Lys. For me. As well as for her. Come to us and share your strength.
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Post by Lysandor on Jul 24, 2009 16:38:35 GMT -6
Lysandor couldn't ignore Ciel's silent pleas any longer. He lets his arms droop down the back of the couch, one draping over Ciel, the other moving down to the Queen. He doesn't embrace them, not wanting to compromise his manueverability in case they were attacked, but he hopes the touch will be enough.
"The High Chancellor should be informed of her condition, and what it means," he says. "Perhaps he can get her to take better care of herself, if no one else."
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Post by Ereshkigal on Jul 28, 2009 21:57:42 GMT -6
Ereshkigal tenses slightly when Lysandor touches her but then relaxes again without ever opening her eyes. Her breathing evens out a little more.
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Post by Ciel on Aug 2, 2009 1:57:52 GMT -6
Ciel sighed and shifted her arms around Erishkegal. Him being as near as he was would have to do for now. She was still worried. She flicked her eyes to her lover's sleeping face and then back to her other love's sterling eyes.
"And just what is her condition? Lysandor, if there is something that the two of you feel that you should hide from me... I will respect that. However, if you are merely keeping it from me to spare my feelings, you will find that my concern will make me nosy." Her voice grew softer as she petted Ere's hair.
"Please, tell me what is wrong with her... why is she sick? I cannot bear to see her so tired and worn..." Her plea trailed off a bit and she sighed, closing her own orbs. She didn't want to cry.... she wouldn't... not again.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Sept 30, 2012 22:39:07 GMT -6
"Ciel..." Ere opens her eyes and looks up. "I'm just tired." she reaches out to touch the Devilcat's cheek, but gives Lys a look over her shoulder.
"It's not that bad. There's no need to tell Lateinos anything. We just don't want you to worry any more than you are. I'm actually doing much better." She sits up and kisses Ciel, before yawning into her hand again and rubbing her eyes. "I really am tired. My brother told me that you're supposed to be having a party. Will you bring me some cake tomorrow? And maybe some other treats from the kitchen... I'd love that."
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