07-21-2018, 02:37 PM
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Death is never an easy thing to swallow. Versailles knows this, already, from the amount that she's seen, both by her paw and by the paws of fate. Death gives what it easily takes away, gives nourishment in the form of prey and loss in the form of predator. Death walks side-by-side with everyone, an omnipotence unmatched by whatever celestial being may be out there - they do not see all, for only Death is willing to walk the endless earths in search of its next soul to collect, to pass on, to rest or to resurrect. Only Death is unmatched in power and presence. Only Death is all-knowing. Only Death is eternal.
Death has given and taken away from Versailles. Death has given her nourishment to feast on, but has taken away the only figure in her life she'd ever known to call a mother - and, unlike Carolina, she was never returned to the land of the living. Her soul, like many others, were taken and filed away, never to be seen again. She had not been the kindest mother, but she's the only mother Versailles had ever known, strong and sharp and a protector through and though; she'd given her life away so that Versailles may live, and Versailles refuses to let that sacrifice go to waste.
The she-cat finds herself next to Moonmade, peering at the returned Agent Carolina who is very much alive (and she can't help but ask herself, why did she get to come back but her mother didn't?) and breathing the very air that clouds them. Versailles gives the black feline a once-over, a curious look seeking for any ailments she may be facing, but finds nothing of immediate concern save how she seems to be unsure of how her new body works. "You're back in the Ascendants," she confirms after realizing that nobody else has. They should be more courteous and answer when they are asked, and Versailles clicks her tongue at that. "You should sit down first, I'm sure it must not be a pleasant feeling to wake up in a different body. Do you need anything, food or water?"
Death has given and taken away from Versailles. Death has given her nourishment to feast on, but has taken away the only figure in her life she'd ever known to call a mother - and, unlike Carolina, she was never returned to the land of the living. Her soul, like many others, were taken and filed away, never to be seen again. She had not been the kindest mother, but she's the only mother Versailles had ever known, strong and sharp and a protector through and though; she'd given her life away so that Versailles may live, and Versailles refuses to let that sacrifice go to waste.
The she-cat finds herself next to Moonmade, peering at the returned Agent Carolina who is very much alive (and she can't help but ask herself, why did she get to come back but her mother didn't?) and breathing the very air that clouds them. Versailles gives the black feline a once-over, a curious look seeking for any ailments she may be facing, but finds nothing of immediate concern save how she seems to be unsure of how her new body works. "You're back in the Ascendants," she confirms after realizing that nobody else has. They should be more courteous and answer when they are asked, and Versailles clicks her tongue at that. "You should sit down first, I'm sure it must not be a pleasant feeling to wake up in a different body. Do you need anything, food or water?"
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