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Black Holes and Revelations



Luce


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05-13-2013, 03:01 PM
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Luce would recline, relaxing to the best of her ability in a pack that had little to no respect for her. This was a long shot, but she needed to see him, she needed him to know. Maybe to give him strength, to give him something to fight for... she wasn't sure what she fought for anymore. The silvery dame was lost, trapped in a void of spinning colors, but she needed this. To ground herself, to keep her mind from going mad. Even if all they let her do was speak to him over the border, she needed to see him. Please just God give her that.

Her coat was beautiful, despite her swollen belly, the silver hues glittering in the fading sunlight, disguising her age, making her seem younger than she was. Long, luxurious with a silk like quality, she retained her beauty in spite of the stress these last few months had placed upon her. When a dame she could not recall ever meeting strode forward, Luce would rise, groaning softly at the weight and the way her spine bowed beneath it, but with a grinded of her teeth, ice colored eyes would look to the woman with a lingering hint of desperation.

"My name is Luce, I am from Tortuga but I do not come for them, or to represent the pack. I am here of my own violation and I mean Valhalla no harm." Her French accent was thick and heavy stressing her tones. She took a moment to breathe in an attempt to gather her scattered thoughts. Distraught was clear in her countenance. Her crystalline blues would plead taking a tentative step forward before she thought better of the approach and stopped. "Neo is my mate. He loves me, God only knows why. But he doesn't know that I carry his pups." The lines of depression and the weight of what she had been forced to do alone, revealing themselves on her face. "Valhalla took him a week before I found out. I know you won't let me have him, but could I talk to him..." Her voice cracked, tears spilling from sapphire irises. "I don't have the right to ask this favor, but I want him to know, I need him to know... please?" She would beg this stranger, hormones driving her to tears. She was exhausted, mentally, physically. There was nothing she would not give to sleep beside Neo, coiled into his embrace, for just a night, but that was asking too much. She just needed his voice, his touch, if only for a moment.




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