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That's the night that the lights went out
Character(s): Rinoa and Gakupo
Location: Still kinda in space
Rating: PG
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Super belated and backdated dream thingie because Tash asked and well... writing another one sounded like fun? /lame
Anyway Tash wanted a glimpse at what was going on in Rinoa's mind while a certain sorceress was in control of her body. This is my, perhaps, unconventional answer to the matter.
You weren't entirely sure how it happened, but the fact that you were outside your body watching as someone else moved you through the motions of walking was pretty apparent. No matter how much you tried to struggle against it there was no way to get back, each time you were forced away from you body, a silent witness to everything that was going on.
Then you hear his footsteps, they're pounding on the ground in a way that you know means he has to be running. Of course he'd be in a hurry though since there's so many sirens going off. Sirens that you caused, well not you exactly because you're a bystander here. Nothing that you can do but watch helplessly as the one person you'd care for more than anything hurried towards you, no not you, your body.
No! You want to yell. Stay away! I might hurt you. No, not me, but her! That thing that's currently in my body! Still, you can not control your mouth so there's no way to warn him that it's not really you. All you can do is watch in horror as her power repels him and his body goes flying.
Wham! He hits the ground pretty hard, but he's already back up and running at your body again. Squall! Stop. Please!
Bam! He goes flying again and your heart breaks a little. Or well, it feels like it does. It's kind of hard to have a heart when you're not even really in your body after all.
The thuds continue as he stubbornly tires to break through. Each time you try to warn him, to get him to stop before he hurts himself and each time you can only watch helpless as his exercise in futility continues.
Finally, he seems to realize that it's hopeless and follows your body at a safe distance. You continue to try and get him to hear your voice, but it never works. Was this how it was always going to be from now? Living while not really living at all? You certainly hope not. The feeling of her mind against yours is vile and tainted with a darkness that's far more bitter than any coffee could ever be. You want that thing out of your body, but right now you're so very helpless.
Location: Still kinda in space
Rating: PG
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Super belated and backdated dream thingie because Tash asked and well... writing another one sounded like fun? /lame
Anyway Tash wanted a glimpse at what was going on in Rinoa's mind while a certain sorceress was in control of her body. This is my, perhaps, unconventional answer to the matter.
You weren't entirely sure how it happened, but the fact that you were outside your body watching as someone else moved you through the motions of walking was pretty apparent. No matter how much you tried to struggle against it there was no way to get back, each time you were forced away from you body, a silent witness to everything that was going on.
Then you hear his footsteps, they're pounding on the ground in a way that you know means he has to be running. Of course he'd be in a hurry though since there's so many sirens going off. Sirens that you caused, well not you exactly because you're a bystander here. Nothing that you can do but watch helplessly as the one person you'd care for more than anything hurried towards you, no not you, your body.
No! You want to yell. Stay away! I might hurt you. No, not me, but her! That thing that's currently in my body! Still, you can not control your mouth so there's no way to warn him that it's not really you. All you can do is watch in horror as her power repels him and his body goes flying.
Wham! He hits the ground pretty hard, but he's already back up and running at your body again. Squall! Stop. Please!
Bam! He goes flying again and your heart breaks a little. Or well, it feels like it does. It's kind of hard to have a heart when you're not even really in your body after all.
The thuds continue as he stubbornly tires to break through. Each time you try to warn him, to get him to stop before he hurts himself and each time you can only watch helpless as his exercise in futility continues.
Finally, he seems to realize that it's hopeless and follows your body at a safe distance. You continue to try and get him to hear your voice, but it never works. Was this how it was always going to be from now? Living while not really living at all? You certainly hope not. The feeling of her mind against yours is vile and tainted with a darkness that's far more bitter than any coffee could ever be. You want that thing out of your body, but right now you're so very helpless.