Edema Rue
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"But was there an entrance? What did you see?" Rue sighed. "I almost doubt that..."
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Wren nodded. It's a hard job, this one. People die. "Grab my gun."
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Rue groaned. "You want to read?"
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Rue raised an eyebrow. "You're the one who died...twice...I've never been there."
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Wren made a strange symbol. I'm sorry, he signed. He sounds like a brave man. Eddie snorted. "I've lived without magic for a long time...help me get my gun out." She inched along the ground towards Lilyana.
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Rue shrugged. "We don't have any either. Just thought I'd ask."
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"Do you have any ideas?"
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"Unless you know of any other way to stop Death from taking you." Rue frowned. "What if you just...didn't use your magic?"
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Wren raised an eyebrow. You have a lover? I never would've thought... "We need to get away," Eddie said. "Quickly."
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"His existence is causing problems in the underworld. Death wants him dead. And we don't; so we need to do something."
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"Now," Rue said, "we need to figure out how to keep you alive."
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Anything and Everything Role Play
Edema Rue replied to The Honorable Musician's topic in Roleplaying
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"Well...we took it back to the way it was, mostly. Now it seems to have emotions."
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Indeed they are... Wren signed back, smiling softly. Eddie didn't notice. "I never saw anyone," Eddie said, frowning and trying to sit up. "It was...completely out of nowhere."
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"Oh!" Rue shook her head. "I forgot. We...fixed the Oath Rod. Sort of."
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Eddie paled. "That...might explain why I'm also so cold. What can we do?" She asked, struggling harder. "Aster? You're alive?"
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Eddie frowned. "Lil, what did they do to you? I'm going to kill them..."
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Wren nodded. Eddie blinked. "I...Lil, I didn't think you could get cold. I...I'm freezing too, though. I think...I think they did something to our magic."
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Rue nodded. Then, slowly, she wove a gateway back to the clinic. "Shall we?"
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Archivist Does Writing! (Surprise!)
Edema Rue replied to The Aspiring Archivist's topic in Creator's Corner
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I did nothing...why is he grateful? "Thank you."
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To the theatre, regarding lights:
On the stage,
Your lights twist people into angels.
Beings too perfect to be real.
Backstage,
Though,
The lights make shadows
Where there should be none.
They make monsters,
Where there should be friends.
With shadows in their eyes, and claws on their fingers, and deep black wings behind them,
They are demons.
Sitting in the audience, I see everything I’ve ever wanted. Looking into their eyes, I see a family, and I ache because I don’t have it, and I hope because maybe someday I will.
Standing backstage, I’m confused, and a little bit hurt. Where is the life that your lights promised was hiding just behind the curtain?
“We were at a party,” she said. Like it was a matter of routine. Like it was common, easy. Like they were friends…like they were a family.
You gave them that life.
You made them that.
So why can’t you do it for me?
Why do you insist on showing me all the possibilities,
Using the example
Of every life but mine?
There is nothing real inside you.
I know that.
Every part is only an act;
Every act is only temporary.
But I thought
That maybe
Outside of the lights,
I could find love.
That maybe,
In the shadows,
You would be genuine, and true,
That you would hold me
When I’m broken.
But
Angel
Or
Monster
I guess I was wrong.
Object,
If you'd like.
I'm
Waiting;
Always waiting,
Rue
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Rue nodded and gave him a tight smile. "You ready to go?"
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