Topic: Star Blood

Paint Me Blue

Date: 2011-05-10 10:00 EST
Chela could feel it even in the flesh made as close to mortal as she had been before the Dark Man. The moment felt much as it had when she had been pushed from the roof.

Another moment of tempting homicide in the Waste Lands. Her eyes shifted to the side as the blue-black of their depths narrowed. Chela was alone in this but then this was something she was used to.

For the time being the pair walked side by side even as the Painter knew that Rosaura was doing nothing more then toying with her. The Star Maiden was waiting for nothing more then a perfect moment to attack.

"You know, Painter, you should stay here. It seems to suit you... all this despair and desolate grey."

It only gave Chela a reason to pause to consider the landscape around her. Her back straightened as she took in the broken down buildings, the ash coated land, the smoke kissed sky. There was the briefest moment where Chela almost wondered if perhaps... if maybe, she did fit in here.

"Mm, poor little girl you realize it don't you? How very much alone you are. How no one would come to save you. I'm not going to let you make it to sunrise. I think though...it's about time to have some fun."

Her eyes narrowed into thin slits as that deep snarl resonated through her, near to permeate from her skin and crawl out in a breath. It was the breath she needed as Rosaura was sudden to twist around to head back the way they had come.

A mortal chasing after a fallen star. There were so many impossible things but Chela couldn't let Rosaura reach the Under King or the Prince of Below.

She had no choice but to make the star bleed. Human or not, mortality meant nothing to her.

When she had nothing left to live for, what so much was it to forsake or turn from the possibility of true death?

It was time for Chela to find out.

Paint Me Blue

Date: 2011-05-12 11:46 EST
There were no weapons save for her hands. Her touch could be Death with the rise of the Sun but there was no brightness on the horizon.

Smoke and ash, cinders and remains of broken down buildings was what Chela saw. There was a desparate grace in her ways as she reflected on Rosaura's words as she chased after the Star Maiden.

She would run after the Star Maiden for eternity if it meant keeping her from the Prince of Below and the Under King. Or at least until come the Dawn.

There were still those thoughts. The memory of Shaw, the brief calm with Reyland. Love was an emotional lie to cling to, it healed the heart while ripping it into ribbons.

That was the life Chela knew. Were the end of days to the Blue Death so terrifying to contemplate? Not at all.

Tackling the girl down to the ground she stared down at the Star Maiden with a snarling baring of teeth. Human or not Chela no longer cared. She gave her all as a woman that accepted death without remorse.

Beneath her the squirming beauty laughed, northern light eyes mocking and it took Chela enough not to wish to stick her thumbs deep into those shining cold eyes and what she saw there.

Where everything was so hard and cold as diamonds Chela wished for nothing more then the stars to fall and find a black river of blood.

Her nails dug into those shining bright eyes until Rosaura screamed and something of the sound... pleased Chela.

Perhaps the Wastelands were where she was meant to be. The place left that part of herself so empty and yet completely satisfied.

The Hollow within surely was not that bad to endure. Snarling low she growled out a savage sound of animalistic pain when she felt the blade cut into her side with enough force to have her rolling off and away from Rosaura.

The Star Maiden was above her, madness within her bleeding eyes as she screamed her fury out to Chela. It was the only thing Chela remembered before the world went black around her.

Still... even so dark in the bliss of unconsciousness... it became so obvious then that it was dark enough to truly see the Stars.

Stars. No longer Solo. Somewhere in the dark depths of Chela's mind she realized... the pair were no longer alone.

The Hourglass Girl

Date: 2011-05-14 13:36 EST
The Blue Death so long ago had warned her. This life and existence as one of the Godspeed Girls was a lonely, long road. No matter how much you longed for the heart to be shared, that eventually the possibility of love seemed faded and worn. The idea of love for a Godspeed Girl seemed nothing more then hopeful illusion.

As Astraea ended up again in the Wastelands she remembered everything that Chela had said. The funny thing was, the Glass Star couldn't give up on love. She wouldn't just let Toby slip through her fingers... if she survived.

Time was different here though, she had no power or influence over the Wastelands. All she had was the hope that upon her return he would still be there. That he and May would still be around, shining and laughing and sharing their lives with her.

She knew this all was what she had to do as she landed before Chela's unsconscious bloody form. The staff of Time held at the ready as she stared at the other version of self.

Rosaura.

"You don't want to do this..."
"I don't? Silly girl I do... whatever I wish if it is a means to harm you."

Rosaura's smile was cruel and far colder then any smile even Chela could possess. Astraea's hands were shaking and bone white in their possessive grip of the Staff of Time. A close of eyes and her mind exploded with the visions and images of Toby and May, Chela and Dillon, Arthur and Weaver.

She didn't realize that she was crying until the tears crystalized against her skin. The brilliance of blue eyes snapped open as that crystal shine, that blaze of pure light coated and bathed her skin.

The Staff was raised above her head even as she saw Rosaura lunge toward her with the sword drawn. This was it, the final moment and Astraea had to be brave. She had to go through with it.

It was just in that moment when she was ready to send the Staff of Time through the Star Maiden's chest and seek out her heart that the Wastelands were set on fire, blazing amber flames in the distance but the explosion and the debris was what sent the trio flying.

Star went rolling away from a serrated edge of a building as she pulled the Staff of Time to her. A private curse as she saw the amber burn of the sky joined with the rising of the sun.

Rosaura and Chela were gone.