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Forbidden Love (Dreamer)

Reven-


I laughed softly and took the clothes from Jesslin. "All right, I'm going." I moved behind the changing screen and got dressed, then came back out and did a slow turn so Izabelle could see. "So? What do you think? Do I fit in now?"
 
Izabelle-


I clapped and grinned, "Perfect!"


Jesslin gave us a wonderful smile, almost a motherly look, "Get along children, you have lives to get living"


((Four years ago, at the time that I'm posting this. I talked to my Bella for the last time. Had to come on and write today. ))
 
((Awww. . . I'm not sure whether to smile or be sad D: it's both nice and terrible at the same time))


Reven-


I smiled, helplessly, and took Izabelle's hand in mine. "We can explore freely?" I was sure if we found a place we shouldn't be in, someone would tell us.
 
((Yeah, I was kinda miserable that whole day. Saturday marks four days since she died. But it also marks four years of her being pain free. I told her a thousand times I'd take her pain if I could. Guess I did))


Izabelle-


Jesslin grinned, and waved her hand at us, "Go, you're safe here. And I'm sure you two will find trouble even if I warn you" she said with a wink. I grinned and pulled Reven after me as I left. "Where should we go first?!"
 
Reven


I laughed a little, both at Jesslin's last words to us and Izabelle's excitement. "I'm not sure. We shouldn't wander too far away, I suppose, since we don't know the terrain, or the borders of this land. Let's go see if we can find out weapons again." Even if I couldn't have my sword, I at least wanted to know where it was.
 
Izabelle-


We did end up finding it, but I couldn't be less interested in my own wooden bow that was also stored in what seemed to be te armory. I gazed, my mouth slightly open at the glittering silver ones adorning the wall, jewels of red, green and purple sending off swirls of color. At closer glance, I noticed the string was the same material of both our clothing and the slip of fabric, just much thinner.


"Reven, "I whispered, not able to take my eyes off of them, "I really want one"
 
Reven


I looked at the bows hanging on the wall with wide eyes, standing next to her. I stepped forward first, just in case, and ghosted a hand up along one, mouth open a bit in awe but no sound coming out. "It . . . It feels warm. . ." It felt like . . . like life. It was obvious it had magic flowing through it, somehow, and it just . . . It almost felt alive.
 
((I have been so super busy. Sorry): ))


Izabelle-


((Why is there snowflakes?! It's super distracting!!))


I took another deep breath, just gazing as I stepped closer to the bows. As I reached for one, a hard grip came on my shoulder, "What are you doing?"


I tried not to growl, "Hello Fenris"
 
((Its cool. Me too


The snowflakes are here because its winter/Christmas time lol))


Reven-


He was silent - I wasnt used to people being as silent as we were. I reacted instantly, though, and without thought, when he spoke, and when I realized he'd touched her. A quick snap up into the pressure point at his wrist released his grip and I kicked without really thinking about it at the same time, slammed a foot into his ribs to toss him away from her.


"Sorry!" I cringed when he hit the ground, flinching away a little. "Th-That was a reflex. . ."


He coughed a little as he sat up again, glaring at me, though a bit dazedly. "Some reflex." He shook his head a little, a hand over his stomach where I'd hit him, and didnt get up yet. "What the hell are you two fools doing in the armory? Youre not allowed to have weapons! You couldn't use those anyway - They're for magical beings only. Humans are incapable."
 
((Guess who is a smarticle and got herself locked out of her account cause she forgot her password. . .))


Izabelle-


I bounced on my toes, still excited. "But they sing!" I whispered, turning back to them. I reached out again, nervous when I felt an almost touch about an inch away from them. "I just wanna. . ."
 
((Oh geez. Why didnt you just use the 'forgot my password' option? xD ))


Fenris-


"No!" I sprang up again though the last blow still stung, and reached for her hand to stop her. Her brother caught my wrist, though, and pulled it away, and for a moment there was a protective sort of fire in his eyes that didn't speak well for my future should I touch her again.


He lost it almost immediately though, making a bit of a sheepish face and going back to his normal passive self. "S-Sorry. Reflexes again."


When he released me I only stood back and rubbed my wrist, and didn't protest again. They would find out soon enough anyway.
 
(("Kenzi, are you okay?"


Um, one of my best friends in the entire world died three years ago today. What the He** do you think? Yeah. Izzy's been gone three years. Today has sucked and it just keeps getting worse))


Izabelle-


As I reached for it, a hiss sang in my ears. I ignored it, thinking it was Reven. But as I reached for the boy, a sudden shock ran through my arm and flung me back into the opposite wall before I blacked out.


Azyala-


In the middle of our conversation, Jesslin's expression became worried and shocked. She gripped my wrist and started tugging me down the hall.


"Excuse me?" I managed.


"Your daughter has touched something she shouldn't have"


Oh, Izzy. . .
 
((Oh, gosh, I'm sorry :( I hope things will get better as time goes on))


Reven-


"Izabelle!" It was a helpless sort of feeling, watching her fly back away from the weapons, because even I wasn't fast enough to catch her. I ran after her, skidded across the floor and fell to my knees at her side. "Iz?" I shook her gently, checking for injuries with my other hand. "Izabelle? Wake up. . . Wake up." I cradled her carefully in my arms, rocking gently with her, if only to try and comfort myself.


The door burst open and Jesslin ran in, with Mother and Father at her heels, looking worried already. She looked like she knew what had happened already, and I whimpered faintly, holding Izabelle tight in my arms. "What did it do? What happened to her?" Would she be okay?


Fenris took a step back like she would come at him instead of towards us. "I warned them!"


She had to be okay. . .
 
((Not your fault. I was a complete wreck yesterday))


Azyala-


I felt my entire world stop as my eyes hit my children. I tried not to become angry with the young elf near us, his excuses enraged me. I'd leave him for Merrick. I crouched next to them, taking Izabelle's head into my lap and stroking her hair, checking for anything of alarm. Jesslin's hand was then on my shoulder, giving me a gentle squeeze, "She will wake up. She must". I didn't bother to turn, but I caught the note of worry in her voice, "And if she doesn't?"


"There's nothing we can do. Unless she has the will of a knight, nothing will wake her"
 
Reven-


I held my sister's hand even though she was incapable of holding back, sat next to her with Mother and tried not to just start rocking back and forth, tried not to cry. I was worried, I was afraid, but I had to be strong for Mother, and for Izabelle. She had to wake up. She would. Her will was stronger than anyone but me had ever seen.


Father was angry, and more than that he was just as afraid for Izabelle as I was, perhaps more. He had faith in her, but he was always held back by his own hopes for her future, and he didn't see her as clearly as I did. Or at least, he didn't want to believe what he saw. "What have you done!" He had Fenris by his collar, firm and unyielding and deadly. "What did you do to my daughter!"


"Father, no!" I shook my head, fingers tight around Izabelle's hand. "He was telling the truth. . . He warned us. . ." He didn't warn us very well, in my opinion, but after what we had already cost him, I didn't want to get him in more trouble.
 
Azyala-


Soon, we had Izabelle in a bed, and Merrick was pacing as Reven sat silently, his hand gripping hers. I stood, fighting to not pace with Merrick. To stay calm. To be the mother I should as the moment called for.


"The strength of a knight" I whispered under my breath, "What could that possibly mean?"
 
Reven-


I sat with Izabelle,curled up on the bed with her and holding her hand in both of mine, perhaps a bit too tight, rocking slightly back and forth and just waiting for her eyes to open.


"I don't know!" Father barked, then suddenly brought his pacing to a halt and ran his hand back through his hair, looking at Mother and I with a guilty, apologetic expression because I knew I at least had flinched. "I'm sorry. . . I'm sorry, I don't mean to snap. Just - I don't know. . . And I don't know if she'll wake up." I didn't know what he would do if she didn't wake up. I didn't know what I would do.
 
Azyala-


I walked over to him, laying myself against his tense muscles.


"It's okay" I whispered, "It's okay".


My memory slipped then, to myself crying against a stoic Favian. Merrick had been attacked by the wolves and Favian had said he didn't know if. . . If Merrick would. . .


I shook my head, holding on to Merrick in the here and now.


"She's more like you then she is me" I whispered against him, "She'll wake"
 
Reven-


Father put his arms around Mother and held her tight, hid his face in her hair and didn't use any words I could hear. It wasn't fair, and I didn't attempt to stop my eyes from watering at the cruelty. Why did it have to be Izabelle? I didn't think for a second that she was any less a warrior than myself, but it just - it wasn't right. She was my sister and I was supposed to protect her and I couldn't and it was driving me inside.


"Come back. . ." I whispered faintly, voice broken. "Please come back. . ."
 
Izabelle-


Fear, Father always said, has a way of controlling you. You can let it preform your actions for you, or you can fight through it and become a victor of your own mind.


Normally, fear wasn't a factor with me. I ignored the idea of the concept. I saved it for Reven, for his calculating and worries and taking everything slowly.


But now? Now I was fearful.


Stuck in these dark woods, hearing my family's voices coming from somewhere in the black sky above and feeling something in my hand I couldn't see. A connection to Reven.


If I could hear them, where were they? And where was I?


((I'm on DayQuil. Expect randomness))
 
((Ooo, DayQuil hallucinations. Fun


lol I swear you're such a lightweight sometimes xD DayQuil is nothing to me. Benadryll will sometimes knock me out though. I remember I made the mistake of taking two, one time, and was sort of starting to fall asleep standing up))


Reven-


I felt Izabelle's hand move, just a tiny bit, in mine, and squeezed to let her know she wasn't alone. "I'm here," I whispered faintly, wiping a bit at my eyes with my free hand while Mother and Father tried to console each other somehow. "I'm here, Iz. It's me, it's Reven. Please, come home. Don't leave me alone." I managed a watery smile, even though her eyes were closed. "You know how I flounder without you."
 
((Had to stay home today. Woke up and couldn't even stand without getting super dizzy. And my adventure from my room to the couch ended up with me passing out in the hallway. Micheal will not know aout that one. He'd have a heart attack. As would the roomies.))


Izabelle-


"Reven!" I called, hearing his voice above. I started to run then, not knowing a direction or even having a idea of where to go. Thinking that the voices were upwards, I scrambled up a tree. Only to discover that the sky was a deep black.


Azyala-


I turned quickly when Izabelle called out weakly for her brother. My hand locked on Merrick's, and I drug him over to end of the bed. "What'd you do Reven? What did you say so she heard you?"
 
(( D: That's not good. Stay in bed! And try not to move, and get help if you have to. My dad does that sometimes but he's only ever passed out once I think. Secrets is baaaaaaad))


Reven-


I managed, barely, not to just sob when Izabelle said my name, quiet and mumbled as it was. I kept my hand tight around hers and shook my head. "I-I don't know." I said weakly. "I t-told her it was me. Told her to come home."


Father kneeled next to the bed and used the hand Mother wasn't crushing to brush a few pieces of hair back behind Izabelle's ear. "Izabelle, sweetheart?" He said, soft and gentle and worried. "We're here, it's all right. You'll be okay. Come back to us now. Please."
 
((I'm all curled up on the couch. Got some food in me, that helped. And my phone's right here if an emergency happened. The roomies are all at school, but that's only about five minutes away. Micheal on the other hand, is worrying himself into a frenzy forty five minutes away.))


Izabelle-


It was pure insanity. Their voices coming from the sky as such.


"I'm trying Papa. I'm trying".


Azyala-


Watching her eyes slowly open up, my own heart stopped. We were all soon folded into her. Kissing and hugging and I just had to keep making sure she was really here, really okay.
 
((Oh, geez. That's not good))


Reven-


I picked Izabelle up into my arms to hold onto her even as Mother and Father both folded us up in their arms. It was confined and uncomfortable and the only place I wanted to be, holding tight to my sister. "Iz!" I nuzzled into her hair, pressed up tight to her, and stayed there. "You're back - you're back. I'm so glad you're back."
 

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