- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Steampunk, Romance, Scifi, Horror, Modern, and Fantasy, although I'm always jazzed to try something new.
Flinne held Aria's hand, his grip firm and unwavering. He hadn't told her about the last moments in his reality, because he'd been ashamed. He'd broken beneath the weight of his imminent unmaking, and he'd had everything stripped form him. But he couldn't spare his pride in the council. He couldn't shove his shame into a corner, and pretend it had never transpired. He bore it as he bore nearly everything else. With a stern sense of solemnity.
At Young's question, he pulled his eyes away from the monitors. "I'm not certain about anything. This invasion is different than the unmaking of my reality." He said. "Faster. Like an attack, rather than an... Absorption. It felt almost like it was trying to suck our reality dry." He paused, considering the situation quietly. "When the sun disappeared, the shadows redoubled in numbers in my world. I don't know if they repopulated, or if more were moved in, but in any event the numbers increased. By the time my second shadow pulled itself from the ground, there was no light left in the world."
He turned his eyes to his lover, and squeezed her hand, before returning his gaze to the collected scientific minds. "It's slim, but it's something. Maybe we can find out why this is different from the last time."
He rolled his shoulders uncomfortably. "We need to find out more about all this. And I dare say we need to find out more about how I got here. I'm willing to subject myself to any tests you may need to run, so long as it doesn't interfere with my ability to-" Flinne wanted to say 'protect Aria', but he thought better of it. The pause was brief, but it was there. "Fight." He finished.
At Young's question, he pulled his eyes away from the monitors. "I'm not certain about anything. This invasion is different than the unmaking of my reality." He said. "Faster. Like an attack, rather than an... Absorption. It felt almost like it was trying to suck our reality dry." He paused, considering the situation quietly. "When the sun disappeared, the shadows redoubled in numbers in my world. I don't know if they repopulated, or if more were moved in, but in any event the numbers increased. By the time my second shadow pulled itself from the ground, there was no light left in the world."
He turned his eyes to his lover, and squeezed her hand, before returning his gaze to the collected scientific minds. "It's slim, but it's something. Maybe we can find out why this is different from the last time."
He rolled his shoulders uncomfortably. "We need to find out more about all this. And I dare say we need to find out more about how I got here. I'm willing to subject myself to any tests you may need to run, so long as it doesn't interfere with my ability to-" Flinne wanted to say 'protect Aria', but he thought better of it. The pause was brief, but it was there. "Fight." He finished.