forum How to Forget a War (Dystopian-Monster Stuff?) (Closed Again)

Started May 05, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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"Ronana?" Calla tugged on his shirt, coming up next to him. "Apologize? Please?"

Ronan sighed at that. God, Calla was so adorable, he found it impossible to say no to her sometimes. “I know, I will,” he said, looking down at her.

"Good!" Calla smiled at him, wishing that she could actually see his face for once.

Calixto looked over his shoulder at the young Sunai. It was a nice change for someone not to be repulsed by him. Maybe that's why he felt a slight attraction to Ori? As an ally of course. He was a mystery and uncharacteristically kind.

Lila slowly crept up the stairs.

Shoving his hands in his pockets, he went off to look around for that other room Calla had mentioned. He didn't want to end up having to sleep in the room with the cots. More than likely, Ronan had reserved those for Sunai only anyways.

Ori eventually fell into the trancelike state which was the closest he ever got to sleep. If they decided to kill him while he was vulnerable, so be it. At least they would probably make it quick, the others would draw it out. Half-mumbling, voice dreamlike. vulnerable, terrible, unable, only sable.
(Sable means black)

Lila walked up stairs and waved to Ronan, "Hello."

Coming back to the main room, he sighed angrily. He wanted to leave, but someone was bound to drag him right back. So instead he sat next to Ori.

Ronan gave a brief wave to Lila and Faye when the pair walked in. He shifted so he was sitting on the floor next to Calla’s cot, his back against the mattress.

At feeling the warmth next to him, Ori curled into it. Eventually he ended up in somebody's lap. He also seems to be purring.

Calixto's eyes widened as Ori curled up in his lap and purred. Sputtering, he tried to wake him up, but to no avail. Sighing, he gave up and let the Corsai be, wanting him off of him as to not support Calla's false assumptions that they loved each other.

Lila sat down on the floor and leaned back. She closed her eyes.

Calla walked into the room and stood, triumphant at the doorway, eyes shining. She walked over to Calixto, crawling on the ground to guide her, when she noticed that it wasn't just him. Orilion was on his lap. Smiling, she curled up next to him, "I knew you were in love. What are you naming your child? Can I help name your kid?"

Sputtering again, Calixto shushed her.
"Kid, I told you we aren't. He sorta just climbed into my lap and won't move," he explained. For hell's sake, what is with this kid?
"Also kids? Where the hell are you getting this from?!"

"Who knows? Maybe I just want to know how kids are born. Real kids. How does it work? What do you do? I know my creation wasn't natural. And I want-" she balled her fists-"I want your kid to be happy and have a normal life. I'll protect them. Just like Ronana protects me."

(I have a character who's name is Malachi and the species that Calixto is almost spelt the same so I almost keep typing a response for a completely different character ugh)

The Malachi's cheeks warmed at the thought of the process of creation of a newborn.
"First off, we aren't having any kids. Second, it's literally impossible for us to."

"Why? The villagers told me that when someone loves another very much, God blesses them with a baby in their stomach." Calla smiled, "I don't think that's true anymore. God isn't full of blessings. God is full of shit." she traced circles on Calixto's arm. "They told me that God loves everyone, but they also told me that monsters will burn in Hell. If God loves everyone, why is there a Hell? And why doesn't God have babies with them if God loves them so much?"

Calixto felt extremely uncomfortable with all of these questions she was asking. He didn't know.