Roger arrives at the restaurant about 15 minutes early and tells the maitre'd that he is waiting for someone. He's led to a private booth as he requested and two menus are laid down by the waiter. He asks for a coffee, figuring that it isn't good for him to start on liquor quite yet.He picked this restaurant on purpose. The menu is completely in French with no prices beside any of the dishes. He can't read it, so if he wants to eat tonight he's going to have to trust Satine to choose. It gives her the advantage.The restaurant has romantic lighting. A trio of small candles casts a circle that barely reaches beyond the confines of the tables. Roger can see other couples in the small amount of light, but their faces are indistinct and their conversations are a low buzz that hums through the area.If she doesn't show... Roger squashes that thought. He can't afford any pessimism now.A single rose lays on the menu that she'll use. It's a bud, not yet bloomed, dark red against the dark green of the menu. He is also not in his usual black tonight. The suit is a dark grey with a pale blue shirt and silver tie. The fit is not perfect, as he only bought it this afternoon and didn't have time to have it tailored.He waits patiently, hoping she'll be there soon...
Snake got a break in his guests and headed into the hall to call Macaria. This wasn't going to be easy on either of them but it had to be done. Opening the cellphone he gave her a call.
"It's time," everything around her began to lighten up and change, "The decision has been made."Hands grabbed Aggie's arms and they pulled her up to her feet."We have reviewed everything that you had done before and everything you did after and everything you should have done and everything you didn't do." There was a long pause. "There are things you will be punished for and things that are going to test you. What will happen to you will happen and there is no coming back from it.""Agnes, your sentence has been decided and is going to be carried out immediately."A bright light consumed her and she screamed as pain tore through her body. She felt like she was falling up could not see how. Her body began to quiver, a loud boom sounded around her, almost deafening. Bright lights flashed. Cold rain hit her body hard.***A form was lying on the beach, unconscious and barely breathing. A thin slip of shredded material barely covered the body.Tattered and broken feathers littered the sand around her. The only movement was the large wings as the wind ruffled the feathers.For anyone who had been on the beach that night, they would have been caught up in one hell of a storm.
"Snake...Snake."Aggie knelt down on the floor near snake and whispered his name softly as she watched him sleeping. "Snake, I..." She fell silent not knowing what to say to him. "I miss you, I miss you all so much, and Swan I..." She wanted to cry but she needed to be strong for him."They said I could come and visit someone, I thought I should come and see you because..."Something glittered between her fingers and she dropped it down next to his head. "I want you to give my necklace to Swan, it will help keep him safe and, Snake, please, keep him safe for me I...I...they are deciding my fate right now and..."A tear fell down her ghostly cheek, "Snake. I'm scared. I could lose everything I..." She hid her face in her hands, "But I have haven't I...I...I just wanted to say thank you and...please...look after Swan for me."Leaning down she kissed his forehead softly, "I love you Snake, take care. I'll always watch over you too."
“No, let go of me!” Aggie fought against the hands that held her, “Let me go, let me go!” She screamed the words at the top of her lungs. Finally she slipped from the grasp and ran as fast as she could, ready to take the fall once more, prepared to lose everything to be by his side. Everything she had wanted back, all of it meant little to her compared with the way she felt about Swan. He said he loved her too, she wouldn’t leave him, not now, not when he needed her so much.Other guards moved into her path and wisps of smoke wound from the ground and around her wrists, holding her back. Aggie screamed pulling tightly, the chains digging into her wrists. She screamed Swan’s name, tears streaming down her cheeks. She needed him, wanted to be with him.“Stop the noise Agnes.”She felt her heart jump into her chest and she turned to see her creator standing there, “Send me back, let me go back to him.”“Agnes, you know how things work, I can…”“Send me back!” She screamed the words at him and it only made him laugh.“You really are your brother's sister little one.”“Please, let me go,” her voice became a whisper, “I have a place I belong, a man I love. Don’t let me abandon him.”“What’s done is done, and because you gave your life to save his you are back here with us. All we need to agree on is where to place you and what charges to give you.”Aggie fell to her knees and began to sob softly; she knew what was to come. The charges, the clothes, the book, the wings and then her emotions would be stripped from her.“You will remain chained here until your position has been considered. It will give you a chance to reflect on the things you have done. While you wait we will grant you the same opportunity as everyone is given. You will be able to visit one person in a dream, a chance to say goodbye.” With those words everything went dark and Aggie was left on her own.
Due to inactivity and failure to reply to roll calls. The following muses are going to be removed from this community.Mathieu Camus: un_voleur_moralSahsa (Aleksandr Alexeievich Andronikov: soviet_mouseAziraphale: east_gate_angelSimon Tam: serene_simonJames Wilson: dontkeepkosherSilas: named_silasSophie Neveu: half_divine
Those who posted to the role callFred Burkle:sweet_texanSpike:bloody_spikedAdira Tyree:adira_tyreeKailin Tyree (oc):kailin_tyreeLi (Goddess of Passion): centaurigoddessRose Tyler:earth_defenderHershe: centauri_fireS.D. "Snake" Plissken: _call_me_snake_River Tam: hidden_riverKaylee Frye: shinykayleeHermione Granger: books_clevernesVoldemort: lord_riddleEilonwy Leigh (oc):prof_leighSatine: diamond_whoreIris(Greek Goddess Rainbows):goddess_rainbowAggie:littletreewitchMacaria: lost_spiritusSeven deadly sins: mortals_sinTinkerbell: shattered_laughLayla Williams: layla_williamsRoger Smith: rogersmith_bigoSwan: warriors_swanXena: xena_warriorJames leigh: james_leighLogan Maxwell: logan_maxwellRayanne Leigh: mischief_shadowThose who have notMathieu Camus: un_voleur_moralSahsa (Aleksandr Alexeievich Andronikov: soviet_mouseAziraphale: east_gate_angelSimon Tam: serene_simonJames Wilson: dontkeepkosherSilas: named_silasSophie Neveu: half_divineFor those of you who have not replied to the role call have one more chance. You have 48 hours to reply to this message AND post a rping thread to the group (a new one) otherwise the muses will be removed from the game.There are some muses who had not posted in months and others who had ignore tags from other muses and this is no longer acceptable.Can you also make sure you contact info is right!
cross posted to grand_cntrl_stt and xena_warriorXena put aside a sheet of a paper with sketches for a wedding vow and rubbed tired eyes. She tried to think up it some days already, but intensity of pre-wedding days and a heap of other things demanded attention, prevented her to concentrate. Searches of a suitable wedding dress and drawing up of list of the invited guests, also considering of schedule of ceremony demented her. Xena hated all this semi-official organ, hated ceremonies, especially such solemn. Unique idea which kept her from the next attack of fury, its anticipation of travel with the Snake right after wedding. Nobody knew about it, however. Xena smiled, having imagined their runaway: only two of them. Full freedom of actions. And only road ahead. That is necessary to both of them.She approached to a window, looking on city below. Other idea disturbed her. Lucifer should deliver her friends and mom here, in this reality.Idea on a forthcoming meeting pleased and disturbed her simultaneously. How will they consider her choice? Whether will approve it or will condemn?Xena crossed hands on a breast, rubbing the chin thoughtfully. The opinion of surrounding people never influenced her too much, but now it was very important for her for some reason. She thought about Hercules and Gabrielle, people which have changed her life. Hercules, undoubtedly, will be glad for her. Xena smiled, having imagined him near to the Snake. Having agreed to marry on him, she started a new stage of life, and it would be a good omen if her old friend Herc was near to her at the beginning of each stage. Gabrielle. Xena sighed. Here things were more complicated. But she hoped, that friend will understand her. Gabby always understood her. Xena sighed again and stepped to a sofa, trying to recollect, what else she could miss?Bachelorette party. Warrior Princess frowned. Snake has told to her in general how it is accepted to arrange such parties here, but she still did not understand some details. The list of girlfriends was ready, but Xena reflected about a place where ceremony should be arranged. What reservoir would approach for Ceremony of Ablution in the best way? And where she can find a good bath?Xena thoughtfully looked at the list, feeling, that her head is ready to burst from an over strain...
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She pushed her hair back from her face as it escaped from where it had been tied up, a streak of grease left on her cheek in it's stead. She reached out from under her car and picked up a spanner and then turned to look at Snake who was in the pit next to her, "So I got how to change a tire if I need to. I know where the water and the oil goes under the bonnet, oh and the water for the screen wash too, now you are showing me how to change the oil?" She frowned a little, "So why would you need to change it? Does it get clogged up or something?" She handed him the spanner hoping it was the right tool.