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Lost pearl - Tousaint - March 20, 2025
When Tousaint finally returned to the shore, it was many miles North of Sapphique, in lands he did not recognize. Pebbles rather than sand, and inland, a marsh that stunk of bog water. Exhausted, he had spent the night just beyond the tideline, too tired to find shelter for himself. He suffered the thrust and scream of winds, a scattered dusting of snow, and slept through it all, crushed from sheer exhaustion.
The journey South took longer than he had expected. he'd made good use of the riptide, but now he suffered the consequence of being taken so far out to sea. Travel by land was slow, and he knew that if he was to survive the journey, he still had to hunt, and find fresh water. He survived off what he could scavenge from tide pools, so that he could conserve energy. This early in the year, though, the waters were cold, and there was not much food to be found.
He saw the cliffs, and nearly wept at the sight of them. He took no time to clean himself, to tidy the fur which he had unfailingly kept so well maintained, until now. It curled lightly from the salty breeze but did little to hide his ribs, or the sunken point near his flank.
He wondered who remained, and who survived. When he reached the borders, he hoped for some indication that the pirates had been vanquished, that his mother and aunt still reigned- but their scents weren't there. In their place, a scent that nearly made his heart stop-
Sobeille.
RE: Lost pearl - Sobeille - March 20, 2025
saltwind bore tousaint's scent inward, drawing sobeille's attention towards their windscoured borders.
he looked like shit. even his fur, which had always carried with it sheen of the ocean's scintillating beauty, seemed drab. the tousaint in front of her paled in comparison to the tousaint held in her mind's eye: neat, impeccably groomed, and erring on pretentious.
where was he when her maman had been taken away? sobeille approached with icewater in her veins, recalling the tension of their last encounter. studying him over, she made a point to let her eyes linger a little too long on the crimped flyaways in his fur.
finally, her voice broke over the tradewinds.
where 'ave you been?
RE: Lost pearl - Tousaint - March 20, 2025
His head lifted slightly when he caught sight of his sister, her dark eyes glowing like fireflies against the dark mask she bore. Never before had he feared her, but now, in his weakened state, he felt a sickening dread settle in. A wave of nausea hit him, and made him waver slightly on his feet; the rushing winds certainly didn’t help.
Mwen ta ka mende w’menm bagay, la.Sobeille had been gone by the time he’d returned. By his understanding, she’d missed much- some sort of trial that had been set for her, Val’s death, and the arrival of pirates at their borders. With more urgency, he spoke, his voice hoarse.
Ki kote yo ye?
RE: Lost pearl - Sobeille - March 20, 2025
he stood before her and asked the unthinkable. sobeille's expression darkened, an ember of resentment kindling to life in a throat raw with anger.
i was kidnapped --she snapped back, hackles flaring as the memory - the injustice - of it all came flooding back to her. the indignity of being hauled; the heartsickness; the long and lonely nights spent wondering of her maman -- anyone -- searched for her.
if anyone cared at all.
in the end, no one came to rescue sapphique's lost pearl. the girl stolen by sivaak had grown into a woman shown true hardship. gone was the safe harbor of sapphique, replaced by a shore cold and indifferent to suffering.
she saw the way he wavered and a repulsive, ophidian instinct slithered in between the bloody spaces of her heart. carefully reeling in the volcanic surge of emotions seeping from between her tightly clenched chest, sobeille looked him up and down before delivering a terse response.
dey be down de coast.
RE: Lost pearl - Tousaint - March 25, 2025
One eyebrow raised, but it was the downward slope of his lips that would change his expression from skepticism to surprise. In the time it took him to blink twice, he looked her over, but noticed nothing terribly alarming. Did he trust that she was telling the truth? Not necessarily. But was he willing to risk voicing such a thing when she was clearly so triggered about it? Absolutely not.
Showing her sympathy wouldn't be earnest, and he felt it would be a slight to offer anything that she might think was false.
Ou jwenn fason ou tounen.("You found your way back.") Accompanied with a nod, it was the closest thing to a compliment that he could offer her, without sounding false. Whatever she had endured, she had at least survived, and without being maimed. He couldn't help but speculate that the experience hadn't humbled her any. She was as spiteful as always, and that was something he could appreciate.
'Li ta pran plis pase yon kidnapin pou pran dife a Sapphique,' ('It would take more than a kidnapping to smother the fire of Sapphique,') He thought to himself, though his confidence in that sentiment wavered when Sobeille admitted that the rest of the pack had seemingly been displaced. His eyes widened and he studied her face for any sign of a lie.
What you mean?He demanded, his heartbeat thundering in his chest. he'd seen the wolves, after all- heard their jeering, and had escaped- but the rest of them, the entirety of Sapphique?
All of dem?He asked, bewildered by the impossible notion that Sapphique had been wiped out.
I'm bungling my hover codes somehow, sorry for the ugly translation!