forum A little reunion (open)

Started January 18, 2020 by Deleted user

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"Sickness…is still is a problem. We're getting closer but we're far from beating disease." Tempest's mood dropped considerably and quite suddenly, the pendant around his neck drained of color.

Ava nodded and looked at the boy. “With your clothes I’d say maybe 90s?” She asked sitting at the edge of her seat. “There where some big ones then.”

"Ah, virus and bacteria, mankind's doom… I guess there's always one on the 20s…"

(gah I really want to join this but I can't pick a character, fair warning that I might pop in a bit later)

(Ok)

Tempest just nodded, suddenly shut in himself

The voice appeared once more "Now, you know each other, tell stories, good or bad, let everything out of your chest."
Ivanna was still annoyed by it's tone, she choose to stay silent and wait until someone else spoke, resting her chin on her hand

Ava looked up again. Bouncing her leg slightly before looking back down at it. She forced the bounce to stop. There was no way she was sharing anything at the moment.

"Don't be ashamed of the bouncing, my child, it is nothing but a natural reaction…" Ivanna spoke once more, "Trust me, I should know a thing or two about people…"

Tempest's cube came back out of his hoodie pocket and his hands started to make little designs in the cube once more "Should…sh-should I go first?" His nerve level caused his form to flicker for a split second, one moment a boy, the next a bipedal mixed breed wolf then back to a boy again.

Ava shook her head slightly. “It’s a bad habit. I‘m usually good at stopping it and…other things. It might get reported if I let it happen,” she half mumbled.

"Go ahead." Ivanna said, leaning back on her chair and actually curious about the boy's story

Ava shook her head slightly. “It’s a bad habit. I‘m usually good at stopping it and…other things. It might get reported if I let it happen,” she half mumbled.

"Oh, I still believe it isn't that bad but to each their own I suppose…"

"Well first off I…well I try to help people where I'm from…sometimes it works but other times it doesn't." He sighed and his hands stop flicking the cube "I met the most important girl in my life two years ago…we loved each other like nothin' else…but…as I said sickness is still a problem…" he took a deep breath and looked at Ivanna "I don't know any of you have felt what we felt…I lived for that girl…" his hands shook just a tiny bit as he clutched the rubix cube

"Loss is… Something we all fear, I did loose my husband decades, one of my sister died of sickness, my friends and child… But I know each case is different…" she sighs, "And I also know that evertone should be allow to experience dread in their own way."

"We didn't catch it early enough…it was brain cancer…" His temper suddenly rose "I shouldn't have been so damn careless! Her aunt had it and her mother had it and yet it somehow snuck up on us…She didn't stop fighting…we had hope after a while but…our science nor magic could cure that sort of advanced stage of cancer…she k-kept fighting e-even when the doctors gave her two months…she hung on for five…sh-she told me that she wouldn't leave m-me…" His words were becoming harder to understand as tears quickly started to sting his eyes "She wasn't living…sh-she was just existing…she wasn't gonna get better and I-I told her th-that…" whatever he was trying to say was becoming impossible to say for he desperately was trying to hold himself together

Ava watched the boy but still didn’t look directly at him. She bit her cheek listening to the boys story. Whatever nervous smile she had before dropped. She focused her eyes on his cube. “I lost my best friend and umm sort of girlfriend. At least I think shes dead..”

"…The last thing I told her is she could let go…that I didn't want her to hurt any longer…I don't know how I even get in the morning anymore…you guys have lost people too…I sound pathetic." His gaze dropped to the floor

'Is not pathetic," Ivanna said, "And she is truly brave, dead or alive, she truly is." She put both feet on the ground and holded her own hands, "I was born in 1814, my parents died of sickness when I was around 14, my youngest brother died as a baby, my sister also died, the people on the village didn't really like meand so did I, I was lucky enough that-" she took a deep breath "-That a friend of the family was a necromancer, as- as crazy as it sounds, I lost my husband in WW2…"

"I'm…I'm so sorry." was all Tempest could manage

"It happened a long time ago, but your condolences are welcome…" she sighs, "Anyone else, anything else you people want to say, before the voice tell us to?"

Noah perked up, she was more then willing to talk about her life, she found most people found it cheesy but that couldn't be helped, it did bring a faint smile to peoples lips when she recounted her love life. "Well of every one here It looks like my Love life been the least tragic then, If you don't mind me sharing, I think it might help lighten the mood…" She began soon after not waiting for an answer. "Well to start off with understand that my world is built on fairy tale tropes, my Author literally titled it ' Predictable fortune'. So to start off My name Is Noah, and when I was 16 my father wanted to introduce me to what he hoped would be my future husband, but I had no interest in him so I decided to run away from my home. I was doing fine when I got kidnapped by a bunch of bandits called the Scarlet League, let's just say they were a little surprised when I said I'd be more then happy to join their little group. Then I was captured again by a rival group who's name I didn't bother to remember." This was naturally a lie but Noah couldn't give up everything. " They had kidnapped the second prince of my kingdom, Damien, and we ended up escaping together thanks to my trusty parasol. Long story short we ended up falling in love, we're to be married next spring." Noah finished she wouldn't go into the more.. gruesome details of her life just yet.

(Did you mean 1914 because WW2 was over a hundred years after 1814)

(Ivanna is over 200 years, she's pretty much the undead or something like that, sorry, I didn't explain that before…)

"Well, if we are talking about the good parts then let me see…" Ivanna thoughg for a moment, recalling the time she arrived to England, "Well, my brother in law's wife and I were good friends, I'm pretty sure I'm the reason poor Bernadette learnt how to drink," she chuckled, "I do fit the russian steriotype, don't I?"

"Kinda." Tempest cracked a small smile but then shared a positive snip-it of his life "I'm happy to say that since my sister and I started H-um our organization we've gotten closer to equal rights for non-humans." at the small improve of his mood the next time his form flickered his mixed wolf breed form stuck this time.

"That's good, we still fight for that in my world, small communities, actually…" she sighs, "We are doing our best though…"

"We can't even agree that woman are equal to men at my point in time." Noah said dryly.

"Tell me about it, I had to dress like a man to avoid any problem!" Ivanna threw her hands in the air and clearly looked quite frustrated, "The moment they realized I was a woman, oh, you should have seen their faces."