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| Moment of Awesome - Rachel Kinross-Dayspring: Looking to save her world from destruction by Apocalypse, Rachel seeks out the only one who can send her back - Xorn.
 That was that then. He was refusing to help. Rachel shook her head in despair and buried her face in her hands, so close to tears that it hurt to hold them in. “You are my only hope right now of saving my world. I don’t—I can’t—“ Her frustration was vented in a loud, frustrated sigh. “Tell me, what can I do to convince you to help me; to help my world. We have exhausted all avenues. I need this, Xorn. There is no other way.” ~~You ask/request/beg a favour/boon/wish? Curious/Interesting/Intriguing? And what do you have to offer/barter/trade, Rachel Dayspring-MacTaggart?~~ “Nothing,” she said, almost flatly. “Nothing but my life.” Which she would gladly give. ~~You are correct/right/accurate. It will cost/take/sacrifice your life to accomplish. Should I proceed?~~ There was a sharp inhale on her part, but the breath she released was quieter as she straightened to stare at Xorn, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. Would she, despite her fervent declarations and staunch promises, give her life for so slim a shred of survival? “Yes.” Her voice was soft – almost a whisper. “Please.” ~~Easily said. As easily done/completed/fulfilled?~~ The mountainside around her melted away, stripped to atoms and sent spiralling down a vortex behind her. She didn't have time to move or even react before the universe seemed to particalize and then stream away in all directions. She was cast off, bouncing between invisible forces, tumbling end over down in a manic freefall. Riots of colour fought immense sounds and sublime smells and intense tastes; every sense overwhelmed. She could have died of fright or laughed with joy, unable to separate out each emotion, throbbing like they had been discovered for the first time in her life. She screamed, she laughed, she wept, she raged, she shook from angry and orgasmed from passion; her mind felt untethered as her body flew, fell and floated, unable to make the distinctions any longer. Until it suddenly stopped. |
