11-26-2018, 07:43 PM
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If only it were his soul, but Pip- he didn't truly believe in them, struggled to find some sort of validity in the afterlife, because that wasn't his realm of work. Somehow, that creature had known it, and somehow, she had upheld her end of the bargain.
He knew as much because once the soft cadence of a voice called his name -Goldie's, he recognized it- and coaxed his eyes open, he didn't see his sister. At least, not as he usually did. The bengal was all bone where she laid next to him, and it was only the normalcy of the scenery behind her that kept him from panicking. Or panicking more, he should say, because the breath left him in a quiet gasp, heartbeat rivaling the frenzied rhythm of a rabbit's fleeing feet. Pip swallowed, and swallowed hard, mouth painfully dry while his mind struggled to make sense of everything that had just happened. She- she wasn't lying then, was she? The evidence was here, right in front of him, in Goldie's empty eye sockets, every bit of her exposed teeth. Without muscle, without skin and fur, she seemed so much more sinister than he knew her to be, although he knew it was...ridiculous to overlay so much onto a skeleton. He knew bones. They were just another structural aspect of the body.
Nothing nefarious.
Licking his lips, he blinked several times, attempting to concentrate on what he knew she looked like, and on the fourth open-close, she was there in her entirety again. After a few moments, he realized Goldie wasn't the only one who'd found his unconscious body- embarrassingly enough, there was Marco, and Vaughn, the former having recently returned and the latter a new member. Vaughn seemed...Pip almost flinched looking into his face, and he couldn't understand why the hound appeared so hardened. He felt his eyes twitch, and there was a flicker of a moment when he saw only the cavities of his skull.
After a moment, he finally forced himself to speak, thankful his voice didn't sound as hoarse as it felt. "I- sorry. I didn't mean to worry anyone. I just meant to rest my eyes." It wasn't a complete lie- he didn't want to worry any of them. Or to have Vaughn looking like that.
that makes two of us
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He knew as much because once the soft cadence of a voice called his name -Goldie's, he recognized it- and coaxed his eyes open, he didn't see his sister. At least, not as he usually did. The bengal was all bone where she laid next to him, and it was only the normalcy of the scenery behind her that kept him from panicking. Or panicking more, he should say, because the breath left him in a quiet gasp, heartbeat rivaling the frenzied rhythm of a rabbit's fleeing feet. Pip swallowed, and swallowed hard, mouth painfully dry while his mind struggled to make sense of everything that had just happened. She- she wasn't lying then, was she? The evidence was here, right in front of him, in Goldie's empty eye sockets, every bit of her exposed teeth. Without muscle, without skin and fur, she seemed so much more sinister than he knew her to be, although he knew it was...ridiculous to overlay so much onto a skeleton. He knew bones. They were just another structural aspect of the body.
Nothing nefarious.
Licking his lips, he blinked several times, attempting to concentrate on what he knew she looked like, and on the fourth open-close, she was there in her entirety again. After a few moments, he realized Goldie wasn't the only one who'd found his unconscious body- embarrassingly enough, there was Marco, and Vaughn, the former having recently returned and the latter a new member. Vaughn seemed...Pip almost flinched looking into his face, and he couldn't understand why the hound appeared so hardened. He felt his eyes twitch, and there was a flicker of a moment when he saw only the cavities of his skull.
After a moment, he finally forced himself to speak, thankful his voice didn't sound as hoarse as it felt. "I- sorry. I didn't mean to worry anyone. I just meant to rest my eyes." It wasn't a complete lie- he didn't want to worry any of them. Or to have Vaughn looking like that.
that makes two of us
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CAREFUL, SON — YOU GOT DREAMER'S PLANS