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Voices from Heaven ([personal profile] thespaceopera) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2015-11-19 09:56 pm
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[personal profile] dancingmd 2015-11-24 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Helpless to do anything but observe events as they unfold, Beverly is filled with apprehension and anger at the sight of Finrod and his companion chained to the wall. When the wolf enters, those feelings turn swiftly to horror. Part of her wants to turn away from the desperate brutality of the fight, but she forces herself to watch. He deserves nothing less.

Yet she is not prepared for how it ends, for this stupid valiant man to be lying on the floor bleeding to death, with no one to save him as he saved his friend. It is then that she finds she must close her eyes, though it does little good. She can still hear his last words and feel his life ebbing inevitably away. When she opens them again, it's over, and there is Finrod, alive but only by the cruel grace of Atroma.]


Finrod...

[Her voice cracks as tears begin to fall. Any notion that she was ever angry with him is drowned out by the sorrow and the shock. The shackles clatter to the floor. Then, before even being totally aware of her actions, she has her arms around him in an embrace. For what else can she do? No words can adequately express what she wants to say, not right now.]
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[personal profile] faithfulwisdom 2015-11-26 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[The embrace catches him by surprise- though it really shouldn't have, now that he considers it- and there is an awkward moment where he sort of just stands there, not quite sure how to react. But his brain catches up with the situation soon enough, and he returns the embrace.]

You needn't weep for me. I knew- I have long known that I would not live to see my people reach a peaceful Age. [His voice is surprisingly steady. It's not his death itself that troubles him. Not truly. What haunts him is what came before; It is one thing to know you will die and another to feel a set of teeth at your throat.]
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[personal profile] dancingmd 2015-11-26 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[For that moment, Beverly worries that she did the wrong thing and her grip loosens, but as soon as his arms encompass her, she hugs him even tighter than before. Grieving over the loss of someone who is still here is unnerving enough, so when he tells her not to weep, she only cries more.

Infuriating man.

Still, she does her best to pull herself together for him as she pulls back from the hug and gently cups his face in her hands.]


I will try not to, but I can't promise anything.
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[personal profile] faithfulwisdom 2015-12-01 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
I will not begrudge you a few tears if you should fail.

[If he was not sure how to react to the embrace at first, her cupping his face completely throws him. It's a gentle gesture, the sort of soft reassurance that has been absent from his life for too long. With a shy little half-smile, he reaches up to place his hand over one of Beverly's.]

I am sorry. It was, perhaps, cruel of me to give you so little warning. But... quite frankly, I do not know how to speak of this.
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[personal profile] dancingmd 2015-12-02 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[When he brings his hand to hers, she attempts to return his smile, but it falters and she shakes her head.]

The cruelty was in what happened to you, not in you showing me. Perhaps... [Slowly, reluctantly, she moves her hands away from his face.] Perhaps it was for the best that I saw everything. I hate to think how you've been bearing this all on your own.
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[personal profile] faithfulwisdom 2015-12-14 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
It... has not been easy, I will admit that much.

[A careful, purposeful understatement. It's not that he expects her to have any illusions about exactly how difficult it has been for him. It's more that this is just so damn difficult to talk about. He pauses, hesitating another moment.]

There is a reason, perhaps, men are not meant to survive wounds such as mine.

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[personal profile] dancingmd 2015-12-15 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Beneath Beverly's sorrow, a silent rage simmers, at Atroma for bringing him here with these memories intact, continually haunting him. She's no psychologist but she wouldn't be surprised if he might be experiencing some post traumatic stress as a result of what happened. How she wishes, for the thousandth time, that Deanna were here to help.]

Certainly not like this, in a unknown universe full of strangers.
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[personal profile] faithfulwisdom 2015-12-19 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
[A long, slow breath and he manages to shift to a weak smile.] Strangers no longer- for that, at least, I am grateful.
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[personal profile] dancingmd 2015-12-19 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, that's true. Not strangers, but friends. [She takes his hands again, giving them a supportive squeeze.] I know words are hard right now, probably will be for a long time, but if you ever need to talk or a hug or just to be with someone who knows, you can always call me, all right?
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[personal profile] faithfulwisdom 2015-12-24 11:04 am (UTC)(link)
[He nods, smiling lightly as she squeezes his hands.] I will remember. But in return you must promise that, if there is aught I may do for you, you will not hesitate to ask it of me.
dancingmd: (smile)

wrap?

[personal profile] dancingmd 2015-12-26 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
I promise.

[And finally her smile, however small, manages to stick this time.]

We will help one another.