08-27-2018, 01:00 AM
"Suiteheart?" Thea's voice was quiet, cheer still in her voice as she bounded forward, gently poking her mentor in an attempt to wake her up. "Suiteheart, wake up. We haven't even gotten to train yet today. Don't you want to train? What're you doing lying on the beach?"
It took a few long moments of this to realize something: Suiteheart wasn't gonna be waking up, and while Thea was plenty familiar with death, this only caused a wave of confusion. She wasn't weak, so how'd she die? The strong didn't die. So how did Suiteheart, of all people, die?
She was weak. For once, Thea didn't swallow that little voice in her head's words. "She wasn't. She wasn't weak..." Strong emotions were hitting the poor leopard like a ton of bricks, emotions she'd never experience, not when it came to death. No, she had usually felt indifference, and she went and nudged Suiteheart, harder this time. "C'mon, Suiteheart, you're not weak!" A hint of desparation had entered her voice, and she pushed harder.
"No..." She didn't know how to cope with these emotions, and for now, she just kept nudging the little feline, as if that would wake her up. "You're not dead. You were strong. You were strong. The strong don't die."
Thea's world was slowly crumbling, the walls she had unconsciously put up her whole life crumbling down, as if they were nothing. And yet, this feeling was all to familiar, as she saw somebody burning in the back of her mind, and somebody, somebody with a kind smile and scarred face having their throat ripped out, flashes of it lasting less then seconds, and she sat there, frozen, as the wave of helplessness washed over her, taking away any words that had been in her mouth.
This feeling was worse, in it's own way, because it was here and now, and because she hadn't been there, and these were new emotions to the young Fireball, and they were strong. Something had broken within the Fireball, and even the darker essences that had been trapped in her for more than one lifetime couldn't affect her right now. Replace these feelings with the need to hurt others in order to feel accomplished. "No..." She sounded like a broken record, as if that would bring Suiteheart back.
It took a few long moments of this to realize something: Suiteheart wasn't gonna be waking up, and while Thea was plenty familiar with death, this only caused a wave of confusion. She wasn't weak, so how'd she die? The strong didn't die. So how did Suiteheart, of all people, die?
She was weak. For once, Thea didn't swallow that little voice in her head's words. "She wasn't. She wasn't weak..." Strong emotions were hitting the poor leopard like a ton of bricks, emotions she'd never experience, not when it came to death. No, she had usually felt indifference, and she went and nudged Suiteheart, harder this time. "C'mon, Suiteheart, you're not weak!" A hint of desparation had entered her voice, and she pushed harder.
"No..." She didn't know how to cope with these emotions, and for now, she just kept nudging the little feline, as if that would wake her up. "You're not dead. You were strong. You were strong. The strong don't die."
Thea's world was slowly crumbling, the walls she had unconsciously put up her whole life crumbling down, as if they were nothing. And yet, this feeling was all to familiar, as she saw somebody burning in the back of her mind, and somebody, somebody with a kind smile and scarred face having their throat ripped out, flashes of it lasting less then seconds, and she sat there, frozen, as the wave of helplessness washed over her, taking away any words that had been in her mouth.
This feeling was worse, in it's own way, because it was here and now, and because she hadn't been there, and these were new emotions to the young Fireball, and they were strong. Something had broken within the Fireball, and even the darker essences that had been trapped in her for more than one lifetime couldn't affect her right now. Replace these feelings with the need to hurt others in order to feel accomplished. "No..." She sounded like a broken record, as if that would bring Suiteheart back.
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I'll give up on giving up
[i]and get the world on my side
Thea — Nora — Adara