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General of Cavalreapers, Lysunder the Summoner ([personal profile] rebull) wrote2012-01-25 04:48 pm
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Vatheon Voicemail.

"Heeeey, Lysunder's voicemail here, and if you weren't looking for me, well then lucky you, leave a message anyway and maybe it will be the start of something revolutionary. Beep."

For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.

-Beep.-
shesapir8: (Before I flip something over)

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[personal profile] shesapir8 2013-01-24 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
Of course he's not me. He could never be me and he never will be. [She's more then half blind by now, her good eye blurred with tears she won't let herself shed. She didn't cry in death she won't cry now.]

Yes, there is. I'm here again, I breath I walk I talk. I'm alive and so are you and we could try again. My fate has come and gone and we could get it all back my darling, why can't you see that? I still want you I still love you and you love me. It'll hurt more, won't it, to be so close and yet unable to touch each other when we know we could. We could. You just need to take that leap to me and we can have it all again, without the pain of death and heartbreak.

[There's another soft choke as she tries to control herself with little success] I love you so much, my sweet, my Lysunder... come back to me and let me hold you up again...
shesapir8: (But you can't hold it in)

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[personal profile] shesapir8 2013-01-24 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not crying, y-you stupid, waste of air and nice ass, f-fuck you. [And here comes the cruel words and denials because like hell she's going to admit to emotions.]

We can, we can. Oh we can, my darling, my sweet. We could do it, and this time we could be happy for ever. Together, you, I, we could do it and we could have it all. [She's practically begging, something she's never done in her long lived life, but the very idea of never having him again, his warmth, his laughter, his kisses, never having any of it fills her with the same ice that the idea of running did. She couldn't live that life, not when she's had what she has with him. Nothing could compare]

Lysunder, please, my darling, my sweet, my heart, I love you. So very much. I want you, I need you, and deep down you want and need me too. We were so much better together. We helped each other so very , how can you not see that we were perfection incarnate together, you and I? [This time the choked sob escapes, as well as a tear before she can angrily wipe them away. And it aches, her heart aches with every beat, more then it did with a knife through it. It aches and it hurts and she wishes she could just tear it out and keep going, tear it and all her memories out. This is what flushed feels like and this is what she ran from, away from handing all her control to another. And it hurts and she just doesn't know how to stop it]
shesapir8: (The selfish blood runs through my veins)

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[personal profile] shesapir8 2013-01-24 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Lysunder... [Thats all she can get out before he cuts the call and his is name is only met with dead silence. Her hand shakes as she checks the communicator, checks if it was just an accident. It had to be. He wouldn't do that to her. But when she presses his name there's nothing. So she presses again. And again and again and tears of anger start to form as she swings her arm back at pitches the communicator into the distance with a scream of fury. She cares not where it goes, anger swelling up in her frame, metal hand swinging out to hit against a tree with a sharp crack, bark flying from the tree.

She is going to burn this place to the ground.]