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Post by dragonburn on Jan 23, 2008 7:48:26 GMT -5
"...." He said nothing as she said this, but his knees locked, his eyes widened and he looked shocked as she said this. Slowly, he fell backwards, his head slamming against the wall in the process, causing it to begin bleeding. Right now he was in a cross between a coma and a faint.
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Post by draconlurwater on Jan 23, 2008 19:32:15 GMT -5
Calwyn saw her son fall and ran over to him. She knew that it would all be to much. That was why she hadn't of been going to bring it up unless he asked or something. BUt it was probably to much of a shock for him lately. Calwynw as use to all this but Blaze hadn't learnt about his family. She looked at the back of his head and noticed it was bleeding. That caused her to frown. She bit into her wrist, causing a bit of blood to flow and dribbled it into his mouth. Not to much though for risk of futher injury. Then she waited for him to wake up. She didn't want to move him yet.
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Post by dragonburn on Jan 31, 2008 7:47:08 GMT -5
He wouldn't wake, not for hours, even after his head stopped bleeding. Pacho was siotting there, his coarse gray fur brushing against his master. Whining slightly, he nudged his arm, wanting him to awaken. However, blaze still would not awaken yet. He was breathing though, which was a very good sign.
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Post by draconlurwater on Feb 1, 2008 2:26:40 GMT -5
When Blaze didn't wake up Calwyn reached out to him and sensed that he would not wake for several hours. So instead she stood and looked around at the pictures of her sister, her grandmother and her daughter. She didn't look at Mathayus. She didn't wantto see Mathayus. She opened up a link to Arwen. Arwen was fighting her. Calwyn managed to open the link and stop Arwen from throwing her out of her mind.
Arwen! This is importaint. Look through my eyes at what Blaze painted, before he even met me. Calwyn said to her through telepathy. Arwen opened up the link through Calwyn eyes as Calwyn turned her head to look at all the pictures.
He painted these? Arwen asked
Yes. Blaze painted these himself, before he even knew about any of us. Before he even knew he was a Cooper.
How could he know about us?
I have not the slightest idea, but he said when he painted Mathayus that he had the feeling that 'this person was already gone from the world'.
Telepathic?
Apparently. He fainted when I told him about us and Rhiannon.
No surprise there. How is are your memories?
Developing. Fast.
And Camron?
If I ever see him again he will spend the next billion years of his life rotting in thr ground.
Arwen was shocked by the venom in calwyn's voice. She may of been in England but she could tell of the telepathic link that Calwyn's fury was rising.
Speak to your sister. She needs you, Calwyn. She is suffering. Arwen said. calwyn was so shocked by the idea that she accidentally yelled aloud.
"NO!" Calwyn yelled firecely. Then realizing what she had done she went back to telepathy. I will not speak to her. She doesn't need me. She needs Ephraim. She needs her brother. She loves him and he knows that she is in pain and still they sit there and refuse to talk to each other. She is dying without him.
I know that Calwyn. But I fear taht they have ruined their bone forever, something that they will not be able to ever repair. They may even die before they speak to one another. They are killing themselves. Rebakah is dying. Speak to her. Please Calwyn. If she dies what will happen to you.
Arwen then withdrew from the link and left Calwyn alone.
Calwyn looked at the picture of Rebakah before turning to the sculture of her daughter. She sighed and stood their for hours and hours on end. Sverela hours later calwyn finally spoke aloud again, to herself and without even realizng.
"Where are you, Hannibal? Where are you when I need you most?" calwyn said to herself. Thrhough thinking of Beka and her child she had come to think about Hannibal who she ahd no seen in months, not since they had met Madison on the beach and Calwyn had been mauled by Camron. But now, when Calwyn really needed just to be held in his arms she could not find him. The memory of her powers showing her her own death in her fire-sight haunted her and she remembered why she was partly scared of seeing Hannibal again. The fire had shown her that her death would happen when Rebakah and Hannibal fought and they together would accidentally kill her,
A small amount tears started to leak from Calwyn eyes. She was not crying but she needed someone that could help her, and now she needed her family.
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Post by dragonburn on Feb 15, 2008 23:01:21 GMT -5
He opened his eyes slowly, having seen something else to draw. He needed to sit at his desk, and began to draw furiously. His skill was amazing in action. Slowly, he began to depict a draconlur man, and a hybrid woman, he looking sad, like she was dead. Soemthing seemed wrong with this one, like it could happen, or it couldn't.
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Post by draconlurwater on Feb 18, 2008 21:11:50 GMT -5
As Blaze woke up and instantly started to draw again Calwyn was shcoked. Was it her or did it look as if he was drawing someone else. He hadn't even said anything to her. An odd whay to wake. Calwyn moved over to him, worried.
"Blaze, are you okay? Who are they?" She asked him. She could tell that the man was a draconlur and the woman a hybrid but who. They looked familer but not so much that she remembered their names or where she thought that she had seen them.
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Post by dragonburn on Feb 18, 2008 23:04:38 GMT -5
It was then apparent who it was. Beka. And the man standing over her, once she had all of his facial features drawn on, was clearly the draconlur leader ephraim. He then stopped drawing once the people were done, and sat back in his chair, his hand callused from the speed of his drawing. " Who... are they"
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Post by draconlurwater on Feb 19, 2008 3:22:55 GMT -5
Calwyn's eyes widened as she suddenly realized who they were. Ephraim and Beka. It couldn't be. There was no way that Blaze could possibly be this in tune. He had known what me and Arwen were talking about iwthout hearing us, Calwyn realized. She looked at the picture with wide eyes, only half hearing Blazes question. She reached out to Arwen who was blocking her again. She yelled into teh air so that Arwen would hear her anyways. That always worked.
"ARWEN! Get over here RIGHT NOW! I dont care what you are doing, I dont care who you are with. NOW!" She yelled into the air. Over her link she got a faint acknoledgement. Calwyn turned back to her son. She carefully walked over and turned the picture of Mathayus aroudn so that it couldn't be seen except if you stood behind it. She couldn't look at the painting of Beka.
"That is Rebakah again, and her brother-in-spirit. Her ex-brother-in-spirit. They had a falling-out. They need each other but I can't get them to talk to each other. That is why I called Arwen. She needs to see what you do. She has teh same powers," Calwyn explained briefly. She could barely talk about it let alone explain it. "Because of it they are both dead to each other. Rebakah more so to Ephraim then the other way. She is dying because he wont talk to her. LItterally dying."
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Post by dragonburn on Feb 24, 2008 0:57:42 GMT -5
It was all too much for blaze. He snapped his pencil in half. He was doing wrong with these drawings. These drawings weren't meant to happen and they were wrecking lives. This room was going to be locked, and the key thrown away. He was planning on never drawing again. " No.... these... these should not ever.. ever... ever happen" He whispered to himself, his eyes wide.
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Post by draconlurwater on Feb 24, 2008 1:08:01 GMT -5
Calwyn spun around as Blaze snapped his pencil in half. She could sense what he was feeling and that brought her own mood down even more. She snapped herself out of it.
"Blaze! These drawings of the truth are a gift, something you should never be ashamed of. They showed my just how blind I was to my sister and just how much I needed to see things instead of just looking at them." She said to him, trying to calm him down. SHe placed a hand on his shoulder and heard a clikc down stairs. That would be Arwen.
When Arwen opened the door to the room and steped inside Calwyn gasped. Her blue jeansm balck T-shirt and Black army style boots were all covered in spots of blood. Arwen's eyes where glowing violet and her thick red hair was tied in a plait that reached the top of her theighs, but even that was messy. She looked like she hadn't slept in days. She nodded respectfully to calwyn and Blaze but stopped when she saw the paintings. They had more of an effect on her then they had on Calwyn.
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