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 Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 11:53 pm
Enola Gay: *curled up in the snow, though much of it around him melts with a hiss thanks to the toxic waste leaking out of his badly-clattering skull. he wonders how long this whole hypothermia thing takes to set in, though he wouldn't even know since he's completely numb normally anyway* ... :INatasha :: *listens to Angel's incessant gurgling and hissing with a small frown, she's been doing this more and more and making sleep almost unbearable* :c "Please just once please be quiet already you say nothing but bad things and I'd like for you to stop please." *shakes her head to clear her thoughts and starts to walk forward, looking for something to eat*Raven:: -listens to a hind speaking to herself and eyes the stranger legs that she has- ..... o_o; -looks down at her own bone leg and wiggles it around, considering if she should get a replacement-Enola Gay: *spots something shiny and pink and--oh sweet Guardians she can't see him like this! Enola begins to rise out of the snow in a panic, intending to flee, but is stopped when he sees a... very wounded-looking herla near his sister. he freezes, horrified* ?!Raven:: -Goes to look back up at the female but finds her eyes flicking over to a disturbing sight- O_O; ?!?!?!? -quickly gets to her feet to run if need be. What is this thing? It looks even more gruesome than her.-Natasha :: *turns around and looks at Raven, and startles at her appearance* "Oh lady are you okay I mean you don't look very good." *angel gurgles and spits up pink spit :V* "Um do you need me to go get help." *suddenly realizes she might be dangerous and kinda takes a few steps back, just in case, and notices her staring at something* "What are you looking at?"Enola Gay: *very much notices Raven's reaction to him and hisses in pure anger, lowering his head like a stalking beast. he doesn't move though, now studying his sister's reaction... and moving closer when she steps back, ready at any moment to charge the monster*Raven:: -she is completely terrified of Enola's reaction and limps her body as quickly as she can behind Gnash- There's a beast behind those bushes! Look out kid! T.T -is upset that she can't warn the nice girl.-Natasha :: "What are you looking at--" >:c *turns to look where Raven was staring and starts again. it takes her a few seconds for it to register but... could it be?* "...'Nola...?"
Enola Gay: *snarls at seeing Raven cower behind his sister, lurching forward, but freezes once again when his sister finally spots him. the jig is up!* ......Gnash. *her name comes out as a pained wheeze as he cringes back, utterly mortified. his sister is beautiful, and yet she is constantly shadowed by monsters. she doesn't need that...*Raven:: ...... -_-; These two know each other? Of course.... -slowly tip toes her way back towards the bushes until she merges into them and tries to sneak away from this awkward reunion-Natasha :: *starts to tear up, it's been so long since she's seen her brother and she's missed him so much and bawwww, runs over to him* "'Nola! I knew you weren't dead I knew you couldn't be and they had to be lying." :'c *gives him a gentle nuzzle to his cheek, being careful to not let her second jaw touch him at all*Enola Gay: *suddenly can't stand to look at Natasha anymore. he's not sure he can cry, but Guardians damn it, he doesn't want to find out. stares at where Raven disappeared instead. the legs curl up away from their rightful owner when she approaches, and Enola is silent for a long time as he struggles to find something to say to her, after so long... he wishes he could feel her nuzzle. it probably would have been comforting* They. *was about to ask who they were, but he realizes it doesn't matter. he doesn't care. they probably just want him dead. they were doing the right thing, lying to Natasha, to protect her.* Might as well be. *avoids admitting the truth, that he wishes he was dead, too* Look at me, Gnash. *his voice is a strangled, rough choke in his rotting throat* Didn't want you to see me. Why I was gone. But now--look. *finally turns to look at her himself with his empty sockets, feeling an indescribable rage--towards who, he's not sure*Natasha :: *sniffles and wipes her eyes on her shoulder, worried* "You look different... but you're still my brother my Nola and I missed you and it was so lonely here all by myself and I'd been hoping I'd see you for so long..." *her glowing wings flutter as she looked over him closely - the rotting skin, the bone on his face, the bruised tender flesh* "I never wanted to lose you Enola."
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 4:42 pm
Enola Gay: *feels his anger subsiding, replaced by both joy that his sister accepts him, and anguish, because she doesn't seem to understand* Lonely? Better off without me. You have legs now. Live normally. Be happy, Natasha. You are beautiful. *he moved to nuzzle her, but abruptly stopped and drew back. he didn't want to get this dumb goo on her, and, he realized, skull-nuzzles probably aren't all that nice* ..... *clacks his jaws together, struggling to say this as clearly as he can* We must live our lives separately now. You can finally be free. I must live out my punishment.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 5:30 pm
Natasha :: *her heart sinks when he tells her to go on without him* "How can I do that after seeing you I missed you Nola I thought you were dead and that made me so sad and I'm not beautiful at all I have this stupid freak of a jaw on me and she says horrible things and is horrible." *she's a bit startled by his wording of his last sentence, wasn't that what Lin had always told her she was doing to him when she was a cripple?* "What no... No I'm sorry I used to hold you back please don't leave me Enola." *she's close to tears again, digs her legs into the ground to try to hold them back*
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:24 pm
Enola Gay: *oh yes, he had noticed Angel, but he's so used to chest-jaws from his father that he forgot other herla might be taken aback by that* ........ *suddenly stomps a hoof in frustration, legs curling back even tighter that they're trembling. apparently Enola does have a heart, but it's breaking at his sister's is pleading* No. You never held me back. I did. You could have been a happy fawn. If I didn't take your legs. *his stomach churns oh he can feel that too?* I would not have been accepted. You would. Now is your chance.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:39 pm
Natasha :: "Gnash WAS a happy fawn I was happy and I was with you." *Angel gurgles loudly and emits a low hiss* "And I don't care you took my legs it doesn't bother me at all because I had fun playing with the buggies and you and these new legs are so much better than my old ones but." *pauses, and takes a breath* "But anyway you promised that we'd always be Gnash 'n 'Nola and we can't be that if you don't want us to ever see each other silly." c:
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 9:35 pm
Enola Gay: *stares at Angel, trying to ignore his Guardian's laughter as he has an existential crisis* ...You don't hate me. *the toxic waste from his skull falls fast, hissing as it hits the ground* ......I took good care of your legs. The rest of me... in bad shape. But you always mattered most. Thought you hated me. *he wants so badly to believe they can still be Gnash and 'Nola, but* But other herla do hate me. If they see you. With me. They will fear you. *he suddenly gives a rough, wet choke in his throat, staining his rags. he's struggling to talk even more jegus was that supposed to be a sob or something* Normalcy. What you deserve. *not even sure if he can argue this any further, and not just because he is almost literally choking on his words. Natasha doesn't hate him this is the closest to happy he has felt in a long time, never mind that he is heaving bubbling wheezes he actually feels a glimmer of hope after pretty much resigning himself to a slow and lonely death. but still, this can't be right, he can't be forgiven so easily* You need. To move on.
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 9:47 am
Natasha :: "Why would Gnash hate you when you were the best brother..." *shuffles her legs, rubbing them together, he thought she hated him? she'd thought it was the other way around, and that was why he'd disappear* "No I don't hate you." *listens to Angel for a moment, who's mimicking Enola's choking sounds* "I think maybe they already do fear me since Angel is scary but any Herla who's not okay with you is not okay with me and I could bite them really hard if they tried to hurt you--" *realizes he's having difficulty speaking* "You don't have to talk so much if it hurts and is so hard."
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 10:04 pm
Enola Gay: *stares at Angel, convinced the abomination is mocking him; feels rage rising in him like bile--oh but it is a part of his sister he can't hate it! tries to push it away, reminded too much of his father... the selfish beast that cursed them in the first place. looks back at his sister; he'd be touched if he wasn't so appalled. slowly shakes his head* Threats. Unbecoming. *his throat hitches again. annoyed, Enola flicks what's left of his ear and lifts his head, stretching his neck and roughly clearing his throat--with a gurgle, he hawks up a bloodied chunk on the ground before them* ......Excuse me. *feelin' all glum and embarrassed now, falling apart in front of his sister who is so happy to see such a sorry sight jeez*
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 12:10 pm
Natasha :: *feels the invisible gaze at Angel and shifts, uncomfortable* "It's better not to look at her or acknowledge her since she's a bad thing and all." *Angel promptly changes back to hissing quietly and drooling* "They aren't really threats more like protection words to say..." *trails off as her brother spits up a piece of flesh, wings twitching* "Um well you are excused Angel does stuff like that too sometimes." c:
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 12:37 pm
Enola Gay: *vaguely insulted to be compared to Angel, though he only nods slowly, respecting his sister's wishes and deciding he is just going to go back ignoring that thing now. he finds it a bit funny, in a sad, terrible way that they just have to take each other's... quirks in stride. ah, siblings* Tell me. Any friends? *very much recalls how lonely there were as fawns...* Was... the black hind. A friend? *suddenly mortified that he scared her off oh no*
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 6:24 pm
Natasha :: *has to think a moment at that question. did she really make any friends? she'd spent a lot of time trying to get rid of Angel and trying to hide. she'd scared a lot of other herla away, trying to stop them from touching her* "No not really any friends I didn't really talk to anyone that long to be friendly friends and that weird hind with the broken leg I didn't know her but she seemed spooky." *takes a breath, and smiles again*
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 7:34 pm
Enola Gay: *would smile if he could, amused* Spooked me. Too. *back to being concerned now, though he can't really show that, either* ...You should. Try. To make friends. Nuke had friends. *pauses, a mad thought coming to him* ...Love, even. *INTENSE INVISIBLE GAZE* Gnash. Would you. Ever have fawns? *his extra legs swish up and down, curiously*
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 7:51 pm
Natasha :: "Daddy had lots of friends Gnash thinks I'd like to have lots of friends like him if they were nice and wouldn't touch Angel." c: *somewhat surprised by her brother's question, it wasn't something she'd thought of at all really. takes a few quiet moments to think about it* "Yes Gnash might want to have fawns if she met someone she liked enough for it."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:00 pm
Enola Gay: *his ruined stub of an ear twitched in surprise* Herla. Touch Angel? *shakes his head, giving a silent snort of derision* To make friends. Like Nuke. Force yourself upon them. *he becomes silent when his sister does, however; then turns his head away, jaws clacking, at her answer* ...I think... You would make. A great mother. *it seemed like not too long ago that they were still struggling fawns, he could never imagine discussing this with Natasha. and yet, seeing his sister now... she was so adult and independent, it both pained Enola and made him so happy for her*
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 4:19 pm
Natasha :: "Yes Gnash almost had to bite someone for it once because it's very bad to touch her and it was a strange stranger who came right up and touched it like they didn't even have proper manners to not touch and give personal space to new herla you meet." *takes another breath and huffs a little, giving a small stamp of her leg, which promptly dug itself into the ground. she took a second to pull it back out and looked back at her brother* "A good mommy...?" *tries to imagine herself with little fawns, but keeps having the same thought* "What if they have no legs too like Gnash did or what if they get little Angels on them too that would be awful."
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