Ruth

@rae

Lucille

Lucy lay curled up. She pressed her face into the jacket and the fabric on her skin eased her tight breaths. Time faded; maybe an hour passed, but it didn’t matter. Enough time passed for her senses to fade, replaced by the feeling of her mother next to her on the couch. An arm wrapped around her shoulders so she could hide in the m…[Read more]

@rae

So is this cannibalism?

@loopylin

<3 I feel like that line is semi relatable. I know I’d talk to myself about myself if I knew I was dying.

Seems like Lucy might need some help

Either that or she figures out a way down

@rae

I’m probably the cause of your brain’s suffering. I wrote a lot. XD Gabriel will be of most help if he defends her after she gets down. I’m sure…[Read more]

@rae

All good, I’ve done worse to him…

Such is the life of a charrie

Lucille

Most children wonder at some point in their life – what is it like to be eaten? How much does it hurt? Does it take very long?

Lucy hung from the crow, feet dangling, and spoke quietly to herself. “S’pose the Lord knew it was… yeah, it was good to be me. I liked bei…[Read more]

@rae thank you! I had fun with the pose

@mineralizedwritings

Aw, he’s cute! I love the fluffy hair so much <3

@rae

Gabriel has ornithophobia now. I’m making this so hard for him

Lucille

The crow dodged sharply to the side and Lucy yelped. A rock flew through the air and missed the crow’s head by inches. The Protector was already running after them and aiming another rock. The crows cackled in response.

Lucy desperately kicked her legs. She could unb…[Read more]

@rae

Thank you!! < 3

@rae

Lucille

Lucy watched as the Protector was preoccupied with using his mask. “Yeah. If -”

A deep-throated shriek cut her off. A great rustling exploded on the other side of the wall and Lucy’s stable footing did not help as a black feathery mass pushed her off and into the air.

She couldn’t hear her own voice over the bird cries. A swarthy…[Read more]

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Lucille

It had been less than an hour. After a few moments, she stirred. “I saw a bit.”

She got up and, without waiting for him to ask for more, went to the same wall from before. She climbed it again, much slower. The wind blew into her face as her head rose over the top, stinging her eyes and fluffing her short, downy hair.

This time…[Read more]

@rae

Hehehe somehow I never got this notification but I’m so glad we share that memory XDXD

and yes, the pronunciation also had me cracking up 😂😂😂😭 I’m so glad Wyoh’s mostly dormant, she’s less of a ravenous beast now lol

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Lucille

“I kinda want to scream when I think about all that.” Lucy took a breath of the jacket, which still smelled good, although she didn’t know why. “I’ve got to… wait it out.”

It seemed like a good time to rest anyway. She didn’t need to sleep, but it couldn’t hurt to lay still.

@rae

Lucille

She thought for a while. “Um… It’s a big old building and courtyard by the depot. It’s got, er, lots of people. We’re the first stop along the grain route.”

When the young man looked at her, Lucy suddenly didn’t feel like talking about it. She took the jacket and lay over it on the stone, hiding her face.

@rae

Sorry, I had to do a bit of cleaning in the kitchen

Fun fact, I have a birthmark on my right hand that usually gets dark when my hands are cold or I’m irritated.

That’s cool. Do you think it does that because your circulation changes?

Lucille

She nodded and took the last fruit. The smells were unfamiliar, and they set her on edge, but l…[Read more]

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Lucille

“That’s stupid. Birthmarks come from blood vessels or skin pigment. Even I know that, and I’m ten.”

@rae

Lucille

Lucy frowned at being called illogical but didn’t say anything. “Why would I throw stones at you because of birthmarks?”

@rae

Got it

Lucille

Lucy traced over them. They felt rougher than they looked, somewhat like her father’s. She bent his hands into fists and out again, folded them together, and briefly pretended his fingers were keys and she was playing the piano.

It was the kind of game that made no sense but relaxed her. She did it for a little while until…[Read more]

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Lucille
“My parents.” Lucy glanced at different sights in front of them, not letting her eyes stay in one place for long. For a long time, her eyelids flickered and she said nothing. She didn’t look at the Protector but she reached out again. “May I look at your hands?”

@rae

We’re magically cooperating here, passing the baton back and forth

Except when I’m stuck for no reason and leave you hanging for twelve hours. XD

That’s rping for ya

@rae

He rarely spills out his thoughts though, so this is nice.

Yeah I think it’s nice. As someone with confusing thoughts, I think his thoughts make sense. It’s characterization too.

Lucille

“I-I’m bothered. I don’t like screaming and crying in front of people, s’all. I’m ugly when I cry.” Lucy stopped smiling and swung back to the top of the…[Read more]

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Lucille

Lucy looked from the Protector to the fruit and back again. She shrugged and slowly smiled, the first time that day.