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Tweak says, "Oi, with the poodles already"

Mary Magdalene (gospel_of_mary) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2013-05-01 22:39:00

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huitzilopochtli, mary magdalene

WHO: Mary Magdalene [narrative, but open to Huitzi]
WHEN: Late Tuesday night (or early Wednesday morning)
WHERE: Mary's apartment/the streets around Huitzi's place
WHAT: Bad dreams and wanting Aztecs and then HUMAN SACRIFICE, YAY!

Mary woke from a dream she didn't remember, but her sheets were soaked through with sweat. With a moan she threw them off her and got up, padding around the darkness of her apartment as she tried to remember what her nightmare had been about. But it was gone, leaving her with nothing more than lingering sadness and discomfort and, now, goosebumped skin from the cold night air.

She considered going back to bed but her sheets were damp and her body was restless. So she stripped the bed (throwing everything into a pile to be dealt with tomorrow) and got dressed in the dark.

From under her bedside dresser, Mary fished out her gun and - after double checking the safety - pushed it down the back of the waistband of her jeans. If she was going to walk the streets, she wasn't going to let anyone hassle her. (Not that the gun was really for any mortals. It was more a thing to be carried in case of demons. Demons were always lurking somewhere.)

As she walked, Mary told herself she didn't know where she was going, that she didn't have any real destination in mind. And yet after an hour of walking she wasn't at all surprised to find that she was near to the Hummingbird's building.

From the edge of his block, Mary could see lights in the building. They didn't comfort her. Those lights weren't for her, not anymore. There had been nights when light from those windows had been a beacon drawing her to a real home and to Huitzilopochtli's arms, but she'd lost all that somehow.

Across the street from the building she sat down on the pavement and watched the building, lamenting that she was on the outside and not the inside. The memories of Valentine's Day were still strong, the taste of him distant from her but something she couldn't forget.

With a sigh she dropped her head onto her knees.

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bluehummingbird
2013-05-02 10:20 am UTC (link)

He didn't know what was worse. That he believed her despite seeing the signs, or that he just ignored the signs. Still he tugged her a bit closer so he could set his free arm around her and set his head against hers.

He kept her like that for a while before drawing back and removing the headdress. "A tiny shadow of what I had in Tentochitlan. I make do." He shrugged. "For what it's worth. I won't ask you to change. I'll ask you not to stop my rituals, the sacrifices but you don't need to participate. It's not your blood I want."

Then he smiled at her and reached out his hand ot set it on her cheek. "I don't see this ending well, but it's all I have."

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gospel_of_mary
2013-05-02 10:28 am UTC (link)

Mary didn't tell him that she saw it falling apart as well. They both knew how unstable this was. She closed her eyes with his head pressed to hers, and in his arms there she felt better than she had in so long. Since she'd been his before.

She would have kissed him then if she didn't believe she'd taste the blood in his mouth. Death she could ignore, but she refused to partake in it herself.

"I love you," Mary told him. "All I care about is you."

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	bluehummingbird 2013-05-02 10:40 am UTC (link)
	He closed his eyes to that and nodded, "I love you." He always would, bad as though this may end. But he was lonely and he'd missed her. "We should take one step at a time, so perhaps it is best that you return home. I'd rather you not, but I do not wish to go too fast either." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gospel_of_mary 2013-05-02 10:46 am UTC (link)
	Mary just nodded. She needed to go home and process all that had happened here. Taking his face in her hands, Mary stood up on her toes and kissed his forehead tenderly. Then she stood back down and smiled at him. "I'll come around in a few days," she said, her voice soft. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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