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wariscoming,
@ 2013-12-23 22:18:00

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alexis castle, allison argent, apocalypse, belle french, captain hook, caroline forbes, christmas douchery, clark kent/superman, claudia donovan, crowley, damien thorn, dean winchester, diana prince/wonder woman, elijah mikaelson, gregory house, hal yorke, harry lockhart, iliana dominick, it's lucifer bitches!, jacen solo, jaina solo, james rogers, john watson, kenzi, kol mikaelson, kon-el/superboy, korra, lois lane, maria hill, myka bering, niklaus mikaelson, olivia vincent, peter vincent, princess adelina, rebekah mikaelson, rebekah salvatore, regina mills, rose tyler, ruby winchester, sam winchester, scott mccall, sidney prescott, stiles stilinski, tinker bell, wesley wyndam pryce

THE APOCALYPSE

This is your IC Threadpost.

Please keep things labelled with character names in the subject line.

I'll be doing a few subheaders. Pre fight, Battle, Hellbound and Aftermath. Tag into any of these and if you want another subthread made ask me or MJ so it looks all tidy and whatnot.

Go forth and thread mah lovelies

I'm also gonna suggest cutting comms from the battle to the aftermath down to bare mimimum communications while the main battle threads go on to keep it a little bit real time. If you have to for time constraint reasons please mark it post battle

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AFTERMATH - Peter & Livvy

smokingmagician
2013-12-24 01:44 pm UTC (link)

He didn't have so much as a scratch on him now. His clothes were still shredded and bloodsoaked, red smearing his pale skin, but any trace of actual injury had been healed, thanks to Rose. Rose, who'd been shining gold, power still rolling off her when she... He knew what the Bad Wolf looked like; he'd seen the stupid show. She'd saved him. And she was gone.

All quiet on the battlefield now, and the survivors were limping their way back into Lawrence, to the Roadhouse, or the Inn, or any number of other places. Slow and steady, he made his way to the Roadhouse. He needed to find the others, needed to tell them what happened.

His ears were still ringing from screams and the rush of the Cage as it snapped shut, many of their own inside. His body might have been healed but he was tearing apart inside, silent and agonized. They were trapped in hell. Rose, one of the people who least deserved such a fate, one of his dearest friends, who had stood by him through his worst. Wes. Sam and Dean. Amy, oh god, Amy, his Amy. She was the little sister he'd never had a chance to have growing up, and she was in Hell. Literal, actual hell. Fire and torture and the bloody fucking rack they kept hearing so many horror stories about were waiting for them there, and he couldn't do a fucking thing to help them.

Shattered and in shock from the losses they'd taken, the terrible fate of some of his dearest friends lingering at the forefront of his mind, Peter didn't even realize he'd come to a stop in front of the Roadhouse. Closing his eyes, he took in a deep shuddering breath. Swaying on his feet, his hand came up instinctively to steady himself against the wall of the building.

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Re: AFTERMATH - Peter & Livvy

mamavincent
2013-12-24 03:41 pm UTC (link)

Olivia had done her part helping Florence and the others on supply runs. It was all she could do to keep herself together and busy enough not to fret and stress and worry too much. So many people were in this battle, very nearly every friend she had made, and it was unnerving to say the least. So, she did what she could and stayed busy to keep herself from agonizing over the millions of possible scenarios that would run through her mind. Of all those she had out there, though, the most important was Peter. The son she didn't get to see growing up, her son who never got the chance to know her and her husband. And she just hoped and begged and prayed that he would be all right.

Things had gone south at the Roadhouse as well, demons flanking the place and causing mass panic, only leaving destruction in their wake. She had managed to get out of the thick of it with only minor scrapes and bruises, but now in the wake of it all, she was at a loss of what to do. There was so much that would have to be done now, but it was all too overwhelming to even consider. So, instead, she grabbed a somehow unbroken bottle of whiskey from the bar and took a long swig of it before idly making her way outside to see what kind of destruction lay outside the walls she'd been in.

That was when she saw him standing against the sidewall of the Roadhouse, all manner of unsteady on his feet. "Oh, Peter," she breathed, rushing over to hug him as tightly as she could.

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AFTERMATH - Peter & Livvy

smokingmagician
2013-12-25 12:32 am UTC (link)

Peter opened his eyes just in time to see the relief all over Livvy's face, and then she was hugging him. Her embrace, her scent, her warmth, it was a comfort he was still not used to. He caught her in his arms, tried to say something but wasn't able to so much as whisper, choking on the tangle of hurt and grief and relief. She was okay. He was okay, and his mum was okay.

Not everyone was.

Maybe if he hugged her tighter, she could hold him together. She could sooth the the hurt, push it back. Maybe then he could breath. He couldn't stop shaking, couldn't stop the sudden tears, so he just held her tighter and buried his face in her shoulder and let out a low, keening cry. He wanted to disappear, wanted everything to just stop. It was done, Lucifer was gone, they'd actually stopped the Apocalypse. This moment should have been one of joy and celebration. He hadn't dared hope for this, but it was actually over.... but not for everyone, and that demolished any sense of triumph. Some of their number were dead on the field, some of them were trapped with the monster they'd all been striving for so long to see put away in his cage. The Apocalypse was over, but this was no victory.

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AFTERMATH - Peter & Livvy

mamavincent
2014-01-17 05:58 pm UTC (link)

She clung to him in silence for a few, long moments. She was just so relieved that her son, so very different from the son she knew but still very much himself, was okay. Physically, at least. The rest could come later, would come with time, and she could handle that.

Olivia didn't know what to say, words of comfort couldn't find their way out of her mouth in that moment, so she just held him a little tighter and hoped that would help, somehow.

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AFTERMATH - Peter & Livvy

smokingmagician
2014-01-31 03:23 am UTC (link)

He clung tight, trying to get himself back under control. He needed to tell her about Amy. And, God, he'd have to tell Ginger. And Charley too. It was overwhelming, his heart was breaking all over again, and every time he started to get his breathing under control, every time he tried to force the words out, his throat closed off again and more tears came.

A few minutes passed like an eternity with Peter simply trying to hold on, soaking in his mother's presence, trying to hold onto that. She was okay, she was alive and safe and they were together. As long as they were alive they had a chance. They could make this right. He didn't have the slightest idea how, and he was far too exhausted, body and soul, to think of it now, but there had to be a way. "Amy's gone," he whispered, barely containing the wild mix of emotions pulling at him.

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AFTERMATH - Peter & Livvy

mamavincent
2014-02-02 11:20 pm UTC (link)

Olivia didn't press him for anything until he was ready to speak. If what had happened here, at the Roadhouse, was anything to measure by, she couldn't even begin to imagine what had happened out there, in the very heart of it all. The things he'd seen, she didn't even want to picture them. So she just continued to hold him and comfort him silently until he was read.

And the two tiny words he finally managed to get out made her heart skip a beat. Amy, the girl she'd only just begun to know, was gone. She was so young, it broke Olivia's heart to think of it. "Gone? Oh, Peter, I'm so sorry, love," she whispered, placing a kiss to his cheek. She knew how close he had been to the girl, she was such a good friend to him.

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