Black Holes and Revelations
05-13-2013, 05:52 PM
Luce had once bore the banners of Valhalla. In fact she had even, at one point in time, slept with Cairo, although very few were privy to that knowledge she was more of a kiss in private than a kiss-n-tell kind of lass. She would still be housed within Valhalla if not for Cairo's bitch of a sister. Maya. She had been loyal to Valhalla for near two years and had approached her only to be met with tooth and fang, but was the wench punished? No. Instead Luce had been scolded, Cairo had defended the whore, solely because she was of blood. Luce had been wronged far too many times in her life to take such abuses. If Cairo was trapped by his sisters whims, Luce wanted nothing to do with the pack. Her departure had been an easy choice. Of course, back then, Luce had rarely been in her own mind. High off of poppies more oft than not, the dame had writhed in the ecstasy, the rush the drugs had bestowed upon her. No one ever accepted Luce, no one ever cared for her, no one had when she had been a part of Valhalla, no one did in Tortuga. She was a phantom, a creature of mystical beauty who had survived by drowning herself in narcotics and sexual endorphins. She knew damn good and well where she was going once she died and she was trying... trying to be better. She was clean now, had been for almost a year, and the only wolf she had lain with was her Neo. So she would swallow her pride, or what little remained of it, and would offer this stranger her heart, because despite how selfish it sounded. She needed just one person to care that she was still breathing, that she was swollen with life, and the only person that would was now beyond her reach. She blinked at the sudden harshness in the woman's tone but in all honesty she should have expected it. She hadn't expected them to agree, she wasn't really sure what she was expecting now that she was here. A hint of confusion settled in her gaze as the woman demanded her name... hadn't she already given it? Regardless she would answer again, as respectfully as she was able. "Luce. My name is Luce." She would murmur softly into the air. "I'm the one that Valhalla should have dragged home, Valhalla, if anyone should have punished me. Neo found me, he came careening from the woods so fast, crying so terribly hard, I thought the boy had lost everything he once loved. He grieved into my fur, crying, whimpering, pleading. I held him, cooing whatever flitted across my mind to the boy. Valhalla he blamed for everything and I offered him a home, he could come with me and he whispered that he loved me." She remembered the day with a fondness she did not usually have for her memories. She would grind her teeth, bite her tongue and tell the story not even Neo himself knew. "I never had a family or friends, my parents were slaver wolves, to humans. I can't remember my mother, my father I never knew, I was abused, hit, broken, beaten, burned... and a thousand other tortures that I promise you cannot imagine. I turned to poppy seeds, the narcotics made me numb, made me not have to feel or remember. I got my thrills off of meaningless one night stands and drugs...until Neo. Despite the fact he was a puppy, he made me remember how lonely I was as a child. I...I couldn't let that happen to someone else, and he trusted me. He put so much faith and trust and love in me and I'm so entirely fucked up. I just wanted him to be happy and I thought maybe I could give that to him, I led him away with promises. I should be punished, not he." Her words were resolute and strong. She deserved death for all the wrongs she had done, not Neo. "I'm sorry if my selfish actions have hurt Valhalla, and I'm sorry for whatever bitterness has arisen here because of it, all I had seen was a pup that needed me and I... could not say no." She would murmur the last part softly. "I don't ask you to understand, I don't ask for your sympathy or your kindness nor do I deserve them, all I ask is for a chance to tell the only family I've ever had that I'm pregnant. You can stand right at his side, listen to every word we say if you don't trust me. I ask for a few moments, nothing more. Please dont punish him for my selfish actions." The dame had ceased her crying, she was stronger than that damn it. She waited patiently, tail drooped and head lowered, posture submissive. Speech, |