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Susan ([personal profile] wild_magic) wrote2015-04-19 06:24 pm

dragons!!!

It wasn't every day that a dragon flew in and started destroying the city you live near.

Honestly it wasn't every day that you even see a dragon, so it was already a strange thing, but the attack was even more out of the ordinary.

Susan was worried when he heard it, when he saw the dragon, and although he was worried about the citizens of the city, he was the most worried about his brother. He didn't know how long he would be, if he was okay, and he didn't have a way to contact him. He sent his familiar in, in falcon form, but it didn't really help. He had no idea where Lauren was.

He waited, though, trusting that his brother could take care of himself. But by nightfall he was starting to really worry, and he couldn't help it any longer. He gathered his things together before starting to head towards the city... Right as he noticed a seagull flying over head. It was weird, normally he wouldn't see something like that around, and it's even stranger when the bird lands in front of him. It's stranger still when it opens its beak and speaks to him in Lauren's voice, but he just looks confused as the bird finishes and flies off. At least he knows he's safe and that he should wait for him, but how long would it take for Lauren to get here? He just doesn't know.

But he can at least give him the benefit of the doubt and stick around a little longer. And so he climbs up to the top of one of the trees near their little hollow, getting a good vantage point so that, hopefully, he can see Lauren as soon as he arrives.

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-24 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Lauren doesn't like shifting. He's never admitted it. He knew it was part and parcel of his connection with nature. He'd always known that, always known the power of that, and of how it could be used for great feats of strength and cunning. KNowledge didn't make him like changing his form anymore than he would have without the power. It's out of desperation whenever he changes, and it's that same desperation now that has him running on all fours, taking the shape of a panther to increase his speed. His mind is on his brother, and he can't help but feel fear twisting in his stomach.

All he can do is hope that Susan got his message. He hopes he sent it on time, that he hadn't tried to find a way into the city. It's these worries that make him run, and keep running, his legs burning, even enhanced as they are by his new shape. It feels like it takes him years to finally get to their forest, charging inside and finding their clearing by scent. He would recognize that smell anywhere, but when he gets to the clearing, he finds no one, and he paces the campground in a circle, tail twitching in agitation before he resumes his normal form.

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
He hears the rustling in one of the trees and looks over to see his brother drop to the ground. His eyes sting and his throat hurts as Susan runs to him, but he's not thinking about anything other than wrapping Susan in his arms and holding him tight. His clothes are dirty and have tears in several places. He's tired and sore, with bruises here and there, but he doesn't show any concern for himself. His focus is only on holding Susan tightly, glad he was here and safe and sound where he needed to be.

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
His eyes are red when he looks back at Susan, brow's furrowed in remembered fear. He won't tell his brother that he nearly did. He doesn't want Susan worrying about him.

"I'm sorry. We had to see as many people as we could safely out of the city."

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head, looking down. He was so glad Susan wasn't there, but at the same time, what if he had been. Would less people have died? Would they have been able to save more.

"There were guards everywhere." he murmurs, voice scratchy. "They wouldn't let anyone in or out. They were rounding everybody up into cages and feeding them to that beast."

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
He's on his knees already from the shape change, and it puts him and Susan at roughly the same height. It's good for hugging, but now it's only adding to the feeling in Lauren's chest. He feels very small, and in his mind he can hear the shouting and the screaming of another village being destroyed. He sits back on the ground, his legs folding underneath him, and stares down at the ground.

"No."

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
He looks down at his brother, thinking of Aleyd, and Cassyt and of the half-elf crying over Fat Mar's body. He glances away.

"Aleyd is dead."

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
"She distracted the guards, so we could sneak past and rescue the prisoners."
Edited 2016-06-27 05:38 (UTC)

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
He swallows past the lump in his throat, looking back down at his brother before wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

"I was so worried you'd come looking for me by yourself." his voice is quiet.

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
He holds him closer.

"I couldn't." He must have cast more spells that day than any other in his entire life. It had made him feel powerful, but at the same time exhausted. "I had to call the gull with a ritual, and I barely had enough energy even for that."

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
His eyebrows crease in concern, before he pulls Susan to his chest, wrapping his arms around him once again.

"I'm sorry."

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
He nods, taking more comfort in Susan leaning against him than he'd like to admit.

"They'll be okay. Don't worry."
Edited 2016-06-27 05:46 (UTC)

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
He holds Susan tighter, closing his eyes, and folding over his little brother just a bit.

"I don't know."

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Susan," he murmurs, almost too quiet to be heard. "He's an ancient green dragon with over a hundred soldiers at his disposal."
Edited 2016-06-27 05:49 (UTC)

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
"How do you think we can do that without fighting him?"

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
"You want us to sneak past a dragon?"

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
"The dragon is where the people are Susan!"

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I want to save them too Susan, but we can't."

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
He watches Susan look away, and his heart sinks. He looks down, tears falling from his eyes.

"I'm sorry. I don't want to let them die." his voice shakes, his mind thinking back on the destruction of his own town. His eyes close, and his grip on Susan loosens, until his hands touch the grass beneath him, and clutch at the damp thin leaves between his fingers. He sees his father, telling him to stay hidden, and as he walks it's Cassyt and Aleyd running away from him, to their own death as the Black Fist in green charge after the enemies.

He takes in a shuddering breath.

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
He folds over his brother's smaller form as the younger boy now tries to hold him instead.

"I don't know what to do. I couldn't do anything."

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head no, pulling back to wipe at his eyes with his hands as his crying gets worse. For the first time in a very long time he wants to see Mother and Father. He wants to be in a home, safe in there arms and he can't be and he never will be again and it hurts. He feels so small.

"But I-I couldn't save her, and she wouldn't listen and I couldn't do anything to make her stop." He slips into elvish, he knows both languages well, but there's something about the soft fluid sounds of the elven tongue that give him comfort. They remind him of being held in her arms and sung to. Even Father had known their language, and although in the village common was all he spoke at home to them it was Elven that came from his tongue,

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
But he wants to. He wants to so bad. He just wish sometimes that the world as it was would stop. If everyone lived like they were supposed to with nature, with no idea of power or hierarchy or money, then maybe death wouldn't be something that so many feared. He quiets down as his brother hugs him. Slowly his sobs come to a stop, and he's wiping the last of the tears from his eyes with a sniff. His eyes are half closed and for the first time he looks truly tired. Somehow older than before.

"You don't remember anything from back then, do you?"

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Home." It's the only thing he says, and although they have lived here forever it's apparent the glade isn't what he's talking about.

[personal profile] mylastchance 2016-06-27 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
They don't talk about before the forest much. When he was younger he assumed Susan remembered as much as he did. As they got older and he realized his brother's memory was funny he didn't want to bring it up. It just wasn't something he talked about. It wasn't something he wanted to talk about it, it wasn't something he was comfortable talking about. Especially not to Susan, who was supposed to understand. So he never asked, and never told. He sags at hearing the confirmation at last, breathing deeply. He nods, before flopping over to lay on the ground, taking Susan with him.

"I hate it."