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The Fates (flings_dice) wrote,
@ 2008-05-18 22:01:00

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[UtR] For the Captain
Clotho had prepared for Breacan to arrive almost immediately. She was not dressed in anything modern. Her clothing was ancient, the chiton she wore nearly as old as she was. Her hair was pulled back, but not up. As the youngest Fate, she enjoyed the freedom of keeping it loose more often than her sisters.

Once her home was ready (and properly warded), she beckoned the Captain. He'd said 'when', but she, who knew much, was unsure of what he meant. Eventually, perhaps, but she'd given her word. Neither of them could go on the way they had been. He haunted her dreams, something she couldn't admit to, even to her Sisters. She may never be able to forget, but she wanted him to. Desperately.

It was time.

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spared_to_sea
2008-05-19 04:27 am UTC (link)

It was as if he had simply walked through a doorway. It was not something he was not used too; he had moved this way hundreds of times before working with Poseidon. The doorway was invisible, in some cases not real. But when he walked through the doorway, what was standing there often was real.

Clotho was real and her offer to forget, the one he agreed to, that was real as well. Yet everything suddenly felt surreal to him. He pushed the thoughts away, to focus his attention on the Fate standing before him.

The captain gave a courtly bow when he arrived.

“Madame.”

Nothing in his expression, gave away what he was thinking or feeling. He would not allow it.

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flings_dice
2008-05-19 08:01 am UTC (link)

"Captain."

She stood there, hands clasped loosely in front of her. Acknowledging his bow with an inclination of her head, she told him, "The house is warded. We will be undisturbed."

Clotho did not smile as she moved through the house, her body making no sound. She didn't smile at him; there was nothing to smile about. What she was going to do was something that was very rarely resorted to. Removing memories was something that messed with someone's history, impacted their future. The Sisters understood this, other gods were much less discerning.

Once everything was ready, she met his gaze again. Dark eyes stared up at him and she spoke much more quietly, "I am sorry it has come to this."

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	spared_to_sea 2008-05-19 04:31 pm UTC (link)
	At her look and tone of her voice, he was almost ready to back out of the idea all together. The captain knew the consequences, could see them unfold in his mind, he knew were the deal would go and what it would be for both of them. But doing this deal, would work in his favor. “Do not be. I am not.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

flings_dice
2008-05-19 04:44 pm UTC (link)

The Maiden had known that he would say something quite like that, so hearing it from his lips shouldn't have been the shock that it was. Her expression didn't falter, didn't waver. She nodded once more and took her place directly in front of him. Reaching out, she slipped her small, delicate hands into his much larger ones.

Looking up at him, she took a breath she didn't need and asked, "Before we begin, explain your 'condition'."

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	spared_to_sea 2008-05-19 05:14 pm UTC (link)
	He knew he should pull his hand away and put distance between them. It would be one more memory taken from him: the feel of her hand in his. Making new memories right now, no matter how small was a bad idea. But he kept his hand where it was, lacing his fingers through hers. “The ‘condition’ will reveal itself, eventually.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	flings_dice 2008-05-19 05:19 pm UTC (link)
	Clotho watched him carefully, feeling his fingers curl around hers. It might have been a mistake, but it was the simplest way to take the memory of her from him. Any other way involved too much contact- She stopped that train of thought, looked down to compose herself and then resumed her blank facade. "Then, if you're ready, I'll start." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	spared_to_sea 2008-05-20 12:07 am UTC (link)
	He reminded himself to breathe. He knew importantly not to struggle, to struggle internally now, would be a bad mistake for him. He had to remain focused and be calm. His hand on hers tightened a fraction, before relaxing. “Yes. Madame, I am ready, now.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

flings_dice
2008-05-20 12:16 am UTC (link)

Clotho noticed the tightening of his hands, but did not say anything. Instead, she nodded once and took a deep breath. "Very well, Captain. Close your eyes."

So saying, she did so herself. Erasing any lingering doubt or regret, the Maiden began to recreate their history in her mind. Their talks, their first date, the flowers, the smiles, the sprinkler system... everything culminating in their near kiss at their last dinner. As each memory played in her mind, it was erased from his.

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	spared_to_sea 2008-05-20 12:45 am UTC (link)
	He could feel it, the pull of his memory of her away from him. Stilling the rising panic in him, he held on tightly to the last of his memories of her. “Clotho. Blast it. Say, ’WHEN’.” Breacan gritted his teeth, focusing all his energy on what he had to do next. Before he forgot. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	flings_dice 2008-05-20 12:49 am UTC (link)
	Just before the end, he spoke, the tone spiking through her. She did as he asked, not getting above a murmured, "When." It was still rather commanding, though she had to stop the process as she did so. He had startled her, said something she hadn't been expecting. Her name. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

spared_to_sea
2008-05-20 01:19 am UTC (link)

At the moment she said the word, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

She wouldn’t know, nobody did, though sooner or later she’d figure out the ‘when’ was private for him. He’d been asking himself ‘when he would kiss her’ to the point the ‘When?’ was engrained deep into his thoughts and he knew she was asking the same question her self.

‘When’. He’d use the way she said it as a marker, it was already planted deep in his subconscious, where even a deity couldn’t wipe it. It would be something to remind him. It had to work because his greatest strength was his memory.

“Do not stop. Finish it.”

His mouth was against hers kissing. “It is important to wipe everything of you.” It was a plea which said, he was planning something big.

Breacan didn’t know how much longer he had to remember, a second, a minute, an hour---but he was going to make the most of his time. He kept kissing Clotho.

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flings_dice
2008-05-20 07:07 am UTC (link)

The moment he pulled her into his arms and pressed his lips to hers, her concentration nearly broke. It was extremely heart-wrenching to hold Breacan's hand while wiping his memory of her, but to be held by him, to have that extra push... Clotho wasn't sure she could continue.

His plea brought her back and she closed her eyes, giving in to the kiss and the process. The memories were far more vivid, picking up from where she'd stopped. They played slower, with color and sound and still, it was over way too soon.

When it was over, Clotho allowed the kiss to continue that extra moment for her own selfish reason, then pulled back, her eyes brimming with tears. It was done.

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spared_to_sea
2008-05-20 05:13 pm UTC (link)

Breacan stood there, staring, blinked and scrambled to hide confusion rising in him. He had no idea why he was standing facing one of the Fates. He knew though it wouldn’t look good to have a moment of panic, he was on duty…ah…no, his blood-debt to Poseidon was repaid he was retired.

So what the hell was he doing here?

If that wasn’t enough, his lips had the distinct feel he had just been kissed. Thoroughly. There was also a hint of a taste, something sweet, inside his mouth and gods he wanted more of it. Needed more of it.

The captain pulled his scattered emotions together.

“Ah. Madame(s), is there something wrong?”

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flings_dice
2008-05-20 05:39 pm UTC (link)

The emotions that crossed his face tore at her heart. She could feel her own emotions crushing her from the inside out, yet she shook off as much as she could, softened her look to unconcerned blankness and fixed him with a gentle smile.

Licking her lips before she spoke, she could taste him and she very nearly regretted what she had done. Shaking her head by way of answering, she said, "You've merely taken a wrong turn. Captain, you're free to go anytime."

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	spared_to_sea 2008-05-20 06:09 pm UTC (link)
	What he was doing previously to take a ‘wrong turn’, was beyond him. Breacan would not question the deity. “It appears so. Your Pardon, Madame(s).” He bowed. Straightened and turned on his heel, walking away, while mentally pulling a doorway up. As he walked through the doorway, he looked back and disappeared. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

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