Voices from Heaven (
thespaceopera) wrote in
driftfleet2015-10-20 10:06 am
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
Sweet dreams are made of these...
( for A-M characters )
Before you post your topcomment, please:
1. Check the first letter of your character's name as its written in our tags. A-M names comment here, and N-Z names go to the other post.
2. Make a note in your topcomment if anything especially triggering or graphic might show up in the Calibration. If you're not sure if something's worth noting or not, we suggest listing it anyway, just to err on the side of caution.
3. Put your character's name (it can be shortened or different from the tag, this time) in the subject of your comment. This will help visitors find you easily, and help us update the list below.
4. Post your comment! It's fine if everyone's Calibrations end up looking and reading very different from one another. As long as you're having fun and following our guidelines, you're good to go. :)
5. If you have any questions or concerns during Calibrations, you are welcome to send them towards the mod team at any time, as always.
no subject
You move your head to take in the room, but you feel a sharp TUG at your neck. There's a collar there, attached to a chain. On the other side is the man the doll represented. Tall and dark haired, a cruel smile across his lips.]
"Pay attention, my little wolf, it's time for me to entertain my guests."
[The words "yes, master" pass your lips. The doors open and a child is brought through, his clothing is torn, his skin dirty. A child of the streets. No one will miss him. No one important, anyway. The man with the chain beams, waving the group of people over, enjoying being the center of attention. ]
"My friends! Did you think I'd bring you here without giving you something to talk about on the way home tonight? You'd be very wrong if you did."
[He laughs and gives a nod. A knife goes into the boy from the slave who'd brought him in. He doesn't die. He bleeds and the man with the chain waves his fingers. The boy dances. He bleeds and dances and SCREAMS.
[And then, just like that, Felix is back in the run down room. The wolf growls softly, ears flat, unhappy. ]
no subject
When the room and the doll comes back into focus, only one course of action seems to present itself. He frowns down at his hand and lights the doll on fire.
The doll burns for a moment before he tosses it to the floor to watch the flames destroy it in effigy. He eyes the wolf.]
You don't need that anymore. You are not his. You belong to nobody else but yourself.
FENRIS GREATLY APPROVES
But, he has touched his two items, the room seems to expand all around him for a moment, before fading away. He can wake up now. ]
no subject
He has just enough time to venture a hesitantly affectionate scratch of the wolf's ear before the dream fades.]
If only it were that easy.