This blog written for a fictional character in a game called Scion by White Wolf Publishing...this is a work of fiction!

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Icarus has nothing on me...

So I did some more practicing at the range and it seem's I have got the double shot down...but only if I aim.  Without aiming it is all pure luck.


I was at the range at 3am hoping for some quiet after the huge paintball fight we had earlier (lots of fun and I won thanks to Arion.)  When I left Harry motioned for me to follow him so I did.  He took me to this secluded cliff overlooking the ocean and put a rucksack down on the ground.  He sighs and I notice the bushes moving, before telling me "This is the biggest step I've taken in a while. I promised my adopted mom something on her death bed. She loved me like no other, Bastet wasn't part of my life until much after mom so they seemed like two separate times. I promised that I'd never let her leave until I found someone who loved me as much as her. I feel that that time is now Kory" 


I stood there in shock and asked him if he loved me...and he replies "I'm not entirely sure what I feel at the moment. But this is the one thing that feels right in all the madness and mundaeity on the island. I just know I want you here while I do this." 


I felt my heart leap for joy...someone finally had the capacity to really care for me again. Out of the bag he pulled out an urn and I saw a human woman's ghost float near. I asked what she looked like and he described the ghost I saw and told me she loved the sea. I told him she still does and as he spilled the ashes into the sea she faded away. He picked me up and put me on his shoulders and that's when it hit me like a sick kick to my gut...he sees me as a kid, a daughter.


I didn't know what to do all I knew if I refused to cry in front him. I lept off his shoulders and landed a few feet away and just kept muttering "Oh no...no..I..." I could feel the tears welling in my eyes and I felt like the biggest fool in the world...more of a fool than Icarus ever was.


He grabbed my arm and said let's just go on with me as his student for the week and next week he'd treat me to dinner and see where we were...great a pity date, THAT'S what will make me feel better. I couldn't take any more I could feel my control slipping so I pulled free and ran. I think I need to go pull myself together...it was so much easier when I denied myself the ability to feel.

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