09-06-2018, 07:11 AM
The sun was rising over the waves, signalling that it was time for him to retire to bed, but still Luca continued to sit on the shore. Even if he was tired, his mind was far too busy for rest. Orange light washed over him as the ocean touched playfully at the tips of his paws, threatening to encase them fully before slipping back into the main body of the ocean. There was a calmness that came with the repetitive motions. He opened his mouth and inhaled a breath of salty air, feeling it coat his lungs and holding it before exhaling it in a heavy sigh. Smoke lifted from the embers that dotted his tongue, and he watched it dissipate into the air with an expression that could only be described as blank. He hadn't intended to get so attached to the Typhoon. It hadn't even been that long yet, but he still felt a very real connection to a lot of the animals that lived there.
It was time, he knew that much. Time to face the music and accept atonement for letting his guard down and growing close to something that he wasn't supposed to. By nature he was supposed to be a traveller, never staying on one place for too long before moving on to a new location, new people. he had spent too long here, and he hadn't corrupted even a single soul, so it was inevitable that this would happen.
Slowly, the canine stood, idly brushing the sand from his hind legs with his tail before taking a step into the ocean. The cold water finally encased his paws, bringing with it memories of the last time he'd entered a large body of water. If he concentrated, he could still taste the faintest hints of that horrid muddy lake. At least the salt of the sea would be a... new experience. Further he waded towards the horizon, the warmth of his body causing it to hiss and bubble around him as he finally came up to his chest. His wings unfurled to float atop the surface of the ocean, and his teeth worried briefly at his lower lip, but then he fell still, his lashes falling closed peacefully over fuchsia eyes. For minutes he waited. The gentle push and pull of the ocean was his only company, and he was sure that if he didn't have it that he'd lose his courage.
No sooner had that thought crossed his mind that everything fell still. Luca noticed the dip in atmosphere instantly, but he didn't open his eyes out of fear of insulting her. All he could do was brace himself for the claws that found themselves amongst the fur at the back of his head, and he only managed to take half a shaky breath before his face was pushed violently into the waves below. He could only hold his breath or so long before his chest started to burn. Salt stung his eyes despite them being squeezed shut, and involuntarily his jaws parted to continue to cycle of exhale and inhale, but right as he were about to fill his lungs with water, his head was pulled back up to above the waves. He coughed and spluttered, but only managed to take another breath or so before he was pushed back under.
He wasn't sure how long the cycle repeated for, but he knew that it was too long. The rocks that littered the ocean floor dug into his nose and cheeks, and Luca was sure that his right eye burned with something a little more severe than sea water. His body was weakening rapidly, legs shaking and lungs burning, but he was sure that his goddess knew this Once, twice, thrice more he was thrust into the unforgiving sea, but then the painful grip on his skull vanished, leaving him to slump fully into the water. He didn't have enough energy to pull himself from the ocean, he knew that before he even tried. His head was submerged for one final time as he gave up, the salty tang of the sea kissing his tongue as it finally poured down his throat and into his lungs.
[tldr; the deity luca worships punished him for not doing his job, so now he's cut up and drowning just off the shore of the typhoon sakdjsjd,, injuries include just a bunch of cuts on his face (the nastiest one over his right eye) and the water in his lungs!! feel free to powerplay any healing (also pretend this is my 100th post pwease im impatient :3c)]
It was time, he knew that much. Time to face the music and accept atonement for letting his guard down and growing close to something that he wasn't supposed to. By nature he was supposed to be a traveller, never staying on one place for too long before moving on to a new location, new people. he had spent too long here, and he hadn't corrupted even a single soul, so it was inevitable that this would happen.
Slowly, the canine stood, idly brushing the sand from his hind legs with his tail before taking a step into the ocean. The cold water finally encased his paws, bringing with it memories of the last time he'd entered a large body of water. If he concentrated, he could still taste the faintest hints of that horrid muddy lake. At least the salt of the sea would be a... new experience. Further he waded towards the horizon, the warmth of his body causing it to hiss and bubble around him as he finally came up to his chest. His wings unfurled to float atop the surface of the ocean, and his teeth worried briefly at his lower lip, but then he fell still, his lashes falling closed peacefully over fuchsia eyes. For minutes he waited. The gentle push and pull of the ocean was his only company, and he was sure that if he didn't have it that he'd lose his courage.
No sooner had that thought crossed his mind that everything fell still. Luca noticed the dip in atmosphere instantly, but he didn't open his eyes out of fear of insulting her. All he could do was brace himself for the claws that found themselves amongst the fur at the back of his head, and he only managed to take half a shaky breath before his face was pushed violently into the waves below. He could only hold his breath or so long before his chest started to burn. Salt stung his eyes despite them being squeezed shut, and involuntarily his jaws parted to continue to cycle of exhale and inhale, but right as he were about to fill his lungs with water, his head was pulled back up to above the waves. He coughed and spluttered, but only managed to take another breath or so before he was pushed back under.
He wasn't sure how long the cycle repeated for, but he knew that it was too long. The rocks that littered the ocean floor dug into his nose and cheeks, and Luca was sure that his right eye burned with something a little more severe than sea water. His body was weakening rapidly, legs shaking and lungs burning, but he was sure that his goddess knew this Once, twice, thrice more he was thrust into the unforgiving sea, but then the painful grip on his skull vanished, leaving him to slump fully into the water. He didn't have enough energy to pull himself from the ocean, he knew that before he even tried. His head was submerged for one final time as he gave up, the salty tang of the sea kissing his tongue as it finally poured down his throat and into his lungs.
[tldr; the deity luca worships punished him for not doing his job, so now he's cut up and drowning just off the shore of the typhoon sakdjsjd,, injuries include just a bunch of cuts on his face (the nastiest one over his right eye) and the water in his lungs!! feel free to powerplay any healing (also pretend this is my 100th post pwease im impatient :3c)]
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