Right from the frying pan
Beau
You're not feeling so well...
Bellamy
Master Fighter (290)
Master Intellectual (254)
Berserker
age
9 Years
9 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
0
0
player
Beau-tifullyWritten
Beau-tifullyWritten
07-25-2022, 01:49 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-25-2022, 01:50 PM by Bellamy. Edited 2 times in total.)
Bellamy was confident she was ready… But nothing could have prepared her for what came next… Lucette arrived behind the boy and Bellamy froze. Her eyes widened at seeing her little girl, safe, unharmed… and upset. There was fear in her daughter's eyes, fear that Bellamy had never seen. Luce… wasn’t afraid of anything… and yet there it was. It was enough of a shock to the woman’s system that she completely stopped as if she ran into a tree. Even as the rainbow-marked moved in front of her daughter the vision of Lucette’s face wouldn’t leave her mind. Bellamy’s head fell, eyes growing wide as she struggled to get ahold of herself. It felt like she couldn’t breathe all of a sudden. In her mind something was buzzing, no, screaming, as an internal war waged within her. She squeezed her eyes closed and, after a moment, a whimper fell from her. Ears padded alongside Whiskers, looking worriedly at Bells. “This is worse than the last time…” He told her. “I know…” The badger shifted uneasily on her paws. “Stay with her, Ears. I don’t know what’s going on in her head… but something still eats at her… It’s like an untreated wound, but worse.” The badger drew in a breath and started towards the two yearlings as the devil moved to Bells and pressed against her foreleg, trying to comfort her. “Please don’t attack,” She spoke to the rainbow-marked youth specifically. “I do not mean you harm.” There was worry shining in her beady eyes as she continued. “I don’t know what is going on with Bellamy, but please know this is not her normal behavior…” Whiskers sighed heavily. “Lucette,” The badger continued, speaking to the pixie-like girl behind her friend. “I’m sorry… we weren’t supposed to tell you about any of this until you were older… your parents thought it best… not to expose you to the darkness of the world.” Her gaze became sadder. “This is a sickness of the mind…” Whiskers glanced over her shoulder at Bellamy, seeing how she seemed to be struggling to even just breathe normally. Like there was an invisible weight crushing her. “...and one caused by those who hurt your mother for a very long time…” |
Bellamy has two companions - a Tasmanian devil and an American badger. Unless otherwise mentioned IC, assume that they are close by.