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The Adamant World

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The Adamant World (A Guild RP)

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The Adamant World (A Guild RP)

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Attack on Titan: Somnium

Mora Kingsly

Interacting with
@Jinxer
@Wolverbells
@FrostedCaramel

Mentioning
@Poi
@LordVoldemort
@letmedostuff

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There had been an audible pause in the air between the trio—like the acceptance of death itself, but that was the life the cadets had signed up for. Wasn’t it? Mora grimaced as her mind poured over the details. The mysterious titan still loomed large before them, setting her already fraying nerves on fire. She felt blistered and raw from the emotions that raged inside, her mind dashing at thousand miles per minute. They needed to run, hard and fast if they were going to make it out of here alive. We’ve got to make it through this, her mind hissed. She needed to stay alive, needed to make sure that Lauren was okay.

The guilt only built up further within her, if only she was a little bit faster.

Pressure snapped Mora back from her thoughts, as the titans hand wrapped around the trio. Her mind burned as she silently cursed herself. This was it, it was going to crush them with a single blow—all because she put her faith in Tanner's judgement. Mora burned with self loathing as she believed her hesitation had just cost the them their lives.

But the pressure faded as the mysterious titan released them upon it’s broad shoulders. Mora blinked once, twice—looking at Tanner in sheer bewilderment. ”Oh.” she said in shock. Her fellow cadets looks at each other in mirrored surprise, Tanner shouting something above the heavy crunching of the titans footfalls. It didn’t make sense, this was nothing like what they were taught. And it went against everything Mora believed in, but there was something new rising in her.

A surge of hope.

A hoard of titans came into view as they neared HQ and Mora let out another shiver. How many were still alive? Dead? These questions buzzed in her ear despite her best intention at squashing them. Death was a way of life, a hard truth she was forced to face that day. It took indiscriminately, but the horror it inflicted never lessened. The weight of each soul settling on her shoulders. 'Hero.’ Shultz’s voice tumbled through the back of her brain. He was an ass, but his lessens burned deep inside of her. His brutality had nothing on the reality the surged around them.

The titan lifted the cadets off its shoulder and set them down once more, Mora quivering beneath the sheer strength and gentleness it showed them. But the hoard of titans were not shown the same mercy, as she watched it turn and dismember them one by one with grim satisfaction.

"Right, Mora, Mary. You've... ah, heard the Titan. Let's go inside." Tanner explained, still somewhat confused as the Titan knelt down and protected the main entrance.

She nodded her agreement and followed the duo inside.

An air of tension was thick inside, everywhere she looked there was death or carnage. People huddled together, seeking a brief moment of respite in the madness. While others glared at the trio—as if they had brought the plague straight to their doorsteps. But Mora didn’t have time to quell their fears, or indulge in their sorrow. Her eyes hungrily swept the area. Where is Connor and Lauren?

”Mora!” a voice called out over the gloomy din.

”Law?” she answered, turning to face another unknown cadet. Oh . . . her mind trailed off in disappointment.

”Your help is needed, it’s urgent,” the cadet said as she motioned her to follow.

Mora nodded and followed behind. Her eyes fixated on the back of her head as they wound a little deeper into the heart of HQ. The scent of blood lingered around her, sharp and foul. She couldn’t help them. The severed limbs and corpses that mingled around the living. Someone will need to clean this up, she thought dryly. Someone would need to collect the dead, chart their identities so that their family could be informed. Mora shut her eyes as she pushed away her thoughts. She didn’t want to imagine them, the pain that would crease their faces as shock and despair shot threw them like hot lead. There was enough sorrow around her, she didn’t need to add to it with her imagination.

The familiar site of Jade and Emil's back came into view and tears of relief sprung to her eyes. They’re alive! her heart cried out, a small blessing among the carnage. But something was wrong. They were huddled around a fallen cadet, as they neared a sense of dread filled her.

The stain of blood was the first thing to catch Mora’s gaze. Fresh and bright against the whiteness of her uniform. Lauren's pallid face, drawn and slick with sweat was the second. Mora's heart skipped a beat. She was here, alive, but on death’s threshold.

Grant's voice caught her attention, she hadn’t noticed him at first—stuck on the sight of Lauren before her but his voice was clear and calm. It rose above the bleakness that pressed around them and spoke of a plan that flirted with sheer insanity. But he wasn’t wrong; the plan was solid, if not entirely crazy. Mora paused long enough to let give him a moment of respect. Grant wasn’t known for being the most vocal but he had a good head on his shoulders. She respected him for that.

As the place set ablaze with fevered chatter, she jogged ahead of her messenger, fingers trembling as she bypassed Jade and Emil.

”Law!” the words came out with an edge of panic as she knelt beside her. She needed a medic. Mora glanced up at her friends, worry painted in their features. Her mind raced, they had called for her—to help.

Be a hero, Mora. Her mind raced as she tried to recall Lauren’s teaching. The girl’s mouth quirked in a smile as she started to say something. ”Hush up. Talk later, first we need to look at your wounds,” Mora forced a confidence she didn’t feel.

She peeled back Lauren’s jacket, her shirt soaked with fresh and old blood beneath. With careful fingers she began to peel away the slick fabric, pausing every time Lauren took in a pained breath.

Below, her flesh was mottled with blooming bruises, a coat of dried blood mingled with sweat and dirt. A long gash split Lauren on her side, reaching from her rib cage to her hip. Mora couldn’t tell the depths of the wound beneath the oozing fresh blood, she needed to get it cleaned.

”Jade,” Mora's voice wavered as she spared a glance to look up at her. ”I need you to fetch me some water and bandages. Antiseptic cream if you can, I can’t—” she hesitated to wet her lips. "I can’t see how deep. We may need to stitch the wound but I need to clean it first. Can you guys do that for me? Please?” her voice clouded with emotion as she shot her a pleading look. It would be faster if she went to look, Lauren had been thorough with her teachings but nothing would tear her away from the wounded cadets side.

Oh, Law. Mora brushed the girl's cheek with blood stained fingertips.

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Mora Kinsley

Trost

@Poi
@lordvoldemort

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She winced. A flash of light seared her eyes as the rumble of heavy foot-falls clipped off in the distance. Abnormal . . . She felt the words drip, that would make two she had come across in such a short amount of time. And by the way it was running, there was little doubt Mora had that it had set its sights on a group of cadets.

Her gut twisted, heavy with unease as the bounding steps rattled no longer. Faint memories of wet bones snapping tried to bubble forth to the front of her mind; only to be quickly squashed back beneath the murky waters. This was not the time to lose her nerve. So she pressed on; huffing as she ran deeper into the heart of the city.

A low rumble caught her attention as she watched a massive titan hover briefly over a rooftop. Her fingers quickly flicked to her blades, finger tips gracing the triggers as she looked for an opening. To attack a titan alone was almost suicide, but one of this size—Mora was possibly insane.

Her steps faltered as she noticed a familiar figure come into view. Tanner? The woman’s frame was turned towards another female cadet. While the behemoth titan had turned, almost as if it was disinterested in the two women and instead turned its focus to a small horde of titans that clamored closer. I don’t understand, her mind twisted over the information her eyes fed it. Titans always killed humans, always.

Her gear hissed as she quickly swung out into the air. She needed to get them away—far away—from here, while the giant was preoccupied.

Her boots dug into the rooftop as she skidded to a halt, heart hammering away beneath her rib cage as Tanner turned to face her with mild surprise.

”Mora? I thought you were one of the lucky ones not to experience this." Tanner questioned. "Not that it matters right now. We have a situation on our hands." Tanner commented, pointing to the tall Titan. “We have little gas, one of us is dead, and Gabriel..." Tanner paused, hesitating to speak before she continued. "...is missing. An abnormal caught him hard enough to send one of his legs flying. Mary went to evacuate Gabriel, but there was a bright light, and then next we knew Gabriel was missing and then that Titan appeared out of nowhere." Tanner let out a sigh as she explained the situation.

Mora stood there, silently, as she let the woman fill her in. Not Gabriel. Her heart mourned. He was surely broken, crushed betwixt the cruel lips of the ever smiling monsters that plagued them. She felt the cold settle further in, Mora had been too late—too slow in her attempt; she was no hero.

"For all we know, the Titan is abnormal. It could have, even as we speak now, devoured one of us,” Tanner picked back up. “But it stands ready to protect us." She sighed once more, irritation sparking. “I don't know what the hell is going on. First, the vanguard crumbles and the Titans start to eat us, then Gabriel disappears and this Titan shows up..." Tanner begins to rant, kicking a roof tile down to the streets below in obvious stress. ”Where is the resupply, anyway? What about the rear guard elites, who get to sit comfortable while we get mauled and chewed on?" Tanner announced, somewhat loudly as she pointed to the bloody mess of leftover cadet and civilians.

She shakes her head, and Tanner looks back to Mora. "I can't complain. We signed our lives away the moment we joined. I'm stupid enough to think of flocking to the Survey Corps in pursuit of my own goals, but dying is currently an option we can prevent. We need a plan. Got one, Mora? Any ideas?”
Ideas, ideas. Yeah, I have a few. The words come tumbling fast and hard across her brain, like a nervous bleeding of disbelief and anger. Her cautious eyes flickering between the two women and the titan. It was surreal, too surreal, as if at any moment it would turn and wipe them from existence. Tanner obviously felt some sort of trust in the monster but Mora couldn’t pull the same faith as her blood thirst raged at the thought of digging her blades into the creatures neck.

“HQ is surrounded,”θshe chirruped. Spitting back the information Connor had given to her earlier. “We’re to retreat.” Mora’s fingers moved to tap the flares. ”Connor found us, Lauren and I. She’s bad—real bad.” Mora tried to quell the noticeable pitch in her throat before continuing, ”So, there’s no backup coming. No gas. No anything.” Her body let out an involuntary tremble.

“My plan is simple. Run.” She quickly shot off her flare as she looked Tanner square in the eye. It was amazing, seeing her now, the softness that still lined her face. And despite the war that raged around them, the death and the bitterness that clung to the air, a faint and joyful memory pulled at Mora as she recalled Tanner's once mistaken identity. Simpler times.

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Mora Kingsley

Trost
Interacting with:
@jinxer
@sheriffllama
Heading towards:
@poi
@lordvoldemort

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The screaming perforated her thoughts. Everywhere around them was bending until it snapped, buildings shattering across the skyline and her fellow cadets raging against the swarming titans. It burned at her, that he ever quelling fury that came with the onslaught of her people, and Mora had been almost consumed by her guilt as she soared on by when Lauren requested a moment to stop.

She wanted to press her, see her delivered into skilled hands so she could return and help her teammates but instead she felt the crunch of her boots on a rooftop and the cool air sucking the warmth from where Lauren once clung to her.

Blood pooled from Lauren’s mouth as bile splattered from her lips, and Mora felt herself begin to splinter beneath the turmoil that boiled within. No, hold yourself together, she mentally berated herself. She needed to stay strong, Lauren needed her and her strength if they were going to make it through this. So with a quite tight-lipped smile she padded towards her fallen friend, clinging to the shreds of strength that was quickly beginning to fray.

"Ra, why did you come here?" she asked.
"I... don't mean it like that. I thought that you were away." Law paused, opening her eyes to look at her and Mora felt her calmness slip a little more. She needed her to live, more and more Mora felt herself draw a little closer as if just her presence alone would somehow make things right. But there was pain the girl’s eyes, pain and what looked like a little sadness that Mora refused to accept.

"I thought that you'd be safe." she sighed, looking up at the heavy clouds above. "God, I missed you though. When you were reassigned I . . . didn't know where I was anymore. It was like the ground beneath me was gone. And then . . . this." She waved towards herself as Mora watched tears gather in the corners of her eyes.

"Thank you, Ra. For coming back."

Mora held back a tremble as the world around around them began to blur. Her own eyes stung with the prices of tears, threatening to fall as she looked over Lauren’s damaged body. "Of course,” her voice betrayed her, heavy with fear that laced down her spine. “I couldn’t allow you to have all the fun.” Mora let out a weak chuckle. She needed to get her back, that was her mission. Save Lauren’s life and the rest would fall into place but as they say there, Mora doubted her strength as she felt the tear drops drip down her cheeks—hot and thick. She didn’t want to cry, there would be time for that later when she knew she could let her guard down but apparently her body didn’t feel the same way as it gave a little shake.

I’m not strong enough, yet.

"Mora, Lauren! Good to see y'all alive," a voice startled her back to reality.

“Connor!” Mora cried out as he ran to them.

"How bad is it? HQ is completely surrounded, Refill isn't coming anytime soon." He pointed to the flare rounds, saying, "We need to everyone to retreat. I'm out of gas and can't get the message everyone.”

"She’s bad, vomiting blood. Lauren needs to get medical attention immediately,” Mora confirmed, not bothering to hide her weakness in front of him. At least they were no longer alone, though by the sound of it there wasn’t anytime to waste.

Mora rocked back onto the heels of her feet, brows knitted together as she scanned the horizon. I have to do something. She affirmed her thoughts with a quick curt nod, before looking down at her companions. Lauren needed someone and the cadets also needed help. Without a word she removed her gas canisters and handed them to Connor.

“They’re a little under half full, but they should hold out until you get her back to safety.” Mora gingerly stepped over Lauren, fiddling with the girl’s almost empty canisters and releasing them from her gear.

"She doesn’t have much left, but it’ll do what I need it to do,” Mora paused as she leveled an intense look. Into he confused dark eyes. A small, sad smile tugged at the corners of her lips before she snapped her head back in his direction. “Connor, I’m trusting you to get Lauren back safely. Do not fail me.”

Mora carefully stepped away from her friends, snapping Lauren’s almost empty canisters into her gear. They were on a high tower, high enough to send the signal far into the greying sky. With a stony silence she picked up the flares and quickly shot one into the air. The sound hissed in her ears and as the light bloomed across her vision. Looking back at the two she handed one back to Connor as she said, “When you’re good bit away from here, shoot one off just in case.” As she drew in a deep breath Mora cast one last longing look at Lauren before she took a running leap off the buildings edge. Mora needed to fire the signal again but she needed to get some distance between them and her. Too close together and the signals would be a waste, she needed to warn the cadets about their need to retreat.

She pulled the triggers and listened as her hooks soared from her gear, swinging her onto the next set of rooftops tiles. Her heart stammered in her chest, it didn’t matter if she made it back as long as Connor did what she asked of him. Everything would be alright. A flimsy hope that Mora poured herself into as she leapt from rooftop to rooftop.

Her feet pummeled the shaky tiles below as she snaked her way across the crumbling buildings. Everywhere she looked was soaked in death, not just that of humans but death of a society. These were homes, playgrounds and businesses. These were people’s lives being so callously ripped from them and even if they did manage to escape with their life, they’d never be the same.

Come on, she urged her feet to move faster. Mora wasn’t as quick as some of the other cadets, the ones who could fly through the air and zip down the spines of each roof. And once upon a time she didn’t think it was necessary to be quick, not when she was so strong but now she could feel it. Her heavy thudding of boot against tile. She’d be faster if she could use her gas, a crutch she had long since learned to rely on. But Lauren’s canisters were almost depleted and Mora was loathed to burn what was left without a reason. So she made her way, painfully slow, as she gripped the next flare tightly in her hand—towards the heart of the city.

I hope I’m not too late.

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Mora Kinsley

Trost

@Jinxer
@FrostedCaramel

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I come back and its all gone to hell, she sighed as she arched through the skyline. The world around her trembled with the heavy foot falls of bumbling titans; while the air hissed with the sound of cadets whizzing past on their gear.

From the corner of her eye she could see the steam billow off of freshly wet blades, titans dropping to their knees as the cadets wore them down.

It was a glorious sight to behold.

And Mora’s fingers twitched to pull her own blades from their sheaths, but there was a different task set before her.

Her feet slammed into the rooftop, shaking the panels as she barreled across the slanted top. There was no time to hesitate. Mora leapt from one rooftop to another, her trained eyes pinpointed on the dark headed figure that plummeted through the air. She’d only have one shot at this. Miss, and the girl would die. Hit awkwardly, and risk getting them both injured which would probably also lead to their deaths.

Come on. Come on. She let out a burst of gas, sending her sprawling off the side. Mora let her body drop through the air like a stone before sending her hooks straight into the side of a clock tower. She swung, hard, as she pulled her limbs in close to pick up speed.

One shot.

Gas hissed in the air as the hooks snapped, reeling back in as Mora felt herself slice through the sky. Lauren was in her path; limbs whipping in the air as she spun. There was no avoiding it, the slight pain as her body collided with the woman’s and the faint 'oomf' that escaped her lips.

They started to drop.

She arched back, glaring as the cobbled road rushed up as if to greet them. With one arm fastened around Lauren's limp body Mora shot off her hooks, jerking them up and to the left. It was sloppy—she knew it. Mora could feel her gear tighten under the pressure and her body protest the sudden change in direction but that was the least of her concern.

The titan rumbled the earth behind her and she sent out a small prayer that the rest could handle it in her wake. Her eyes frantically scanning the bleary rush of buildings around her; she just needed to find the right one.

There! her mind cheered, as she sent her hooks out once more, releasing more gas as they soared.

Mora bent her legs slightly as she knocked the heavy soles of her heels together. Glass splintered beneath her force, sending little crystal shards dancing in the air as they rolled into the darkened room.

A sharp click echoed as her hooks returned to their chamber and Mora scrambled off of the woman’s body. "Lauren?” her voice was shrill as she pulled her close. "Law, you have to wake up. You need to wake up now. We’re not safe here.”She gave the woman a little shake, fingers trembling as searched for a pulse.

Adrenaline snapped beneath her skin, as the realization hit her fresh. Lauren had been spinning, madly, in the air. Sent flying by a titan but it didn’t dawn on her, not until she had a moment of calm, that Lauren might have been already passed help.

She bit back a tremble of panic as she felt the thrum of Lauren’s heartbeat beneath her fingertips. She was alive. At least for now.

“Ra?”

Oh thank the heavens! She pulled Lauren up into a tight embrace. “You’re okay!”

“You’re . . . hurting me,” Lauren whispered into Mora’s shoulder.

"Oh!” Mora released her, wiping brimming tears away with the back of her hand. She marveled down at Lauren's face, her heart aching as she realized just how painful their time apart truly was.

"We need to go,” Mora whispered as she pulled her gaze away from Lauren, her face flush.

Without waiting for Lauren to respond she pulled her close once again. “Come on, hold onto me. I’ll get you back to the medics.”

She felt Lauren’s arms wrap around her as she stood, lifting them both up. “What about Emil? There’s an abnormal out there.”

Mora shook her head in disbelief, even with her own life at stake Lauren was still more concerned with the lives of others. How typical.

"I'll come back for them. Right now I need to get you to a safe place. Just hold on.”

They teetered on the edge of the broken window as Mora scanned their surroundings. It didn’t look like any of the titans had followed her but she didn’t want to take that chance. With a flick of her fingers she sent her hooks soaring and the duo shot back out of the building. If I hurry I can make it back before anyone else gets hurt, she lied to herself.

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Attack on Titan: Somnium

Mora Kingsly

Interacting with
@wolverbells
@QT

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They had managed to limp over to the safe haven with Sano bringing up the rear. The torrent of ice and snow barreled past; deafening Mora's cries as she hugged Jade closer to her. Panic drummed beneath her skin as she reached with her free hand and pulled Sano to them. Mora didn't know the cadet, at least not well, but it felt to bring him near. As if their close proximity somehow increased their chances of survival.

Around them other cadets had done similar; clinging to their partners, their friends and even some of the older soldiers- it seemed none was immune from the fear.

As the world around them began to settle; the cadets slowly and wearily broke apart. Even Mora tentatively released her grip on the boy as she took a look around. Without hesitation the guides began to rush hurriedly around, pulling heavy equipment from their packs as others worked to reassure and group the frightened cadets.

"I'm going to need to move her over here." An older woman spoke as she approached the trio. Instinctively, Mora tightened her grip around Jade's waist and shot the woman an icy stare. "We don't have time for this cadet!" The woman admonished Mora, "We need to get you down, now. The wounded will be last." She didn't want for Mora to react as strong fingers pried her small frame from her grip.

Anger swirled as she watched the back of the woman help Jade over to a small group of injured. She knew she was right but that didn't mean she had to like it. Looking back at Sano, Mora blinked away angry tears, "Come on. Let's get out of here."

The guides where quick, their fingers moved with skilled depth as they secured each cadet. Mora's mind was fragmented- split between her friends. She hadn't seen Lauren, not since the beginning of the hike, and now she was being forced to leave Jade behind. A heavy weight settled in the pit of her stomach as anxiety worked its way into her heart.

They gave her a moment to steel her resolve before they and start to lower her down and past the wreckage. Mora clinging to the rope as she shut out of the world around her. Heights didn't bother her. Death didn't scare her. The shed thought of her friends suffering, only that seemed to unnerve her. As her boots hit solid ground there were hands all over her in a flash. Pulling her out of her harness- rushing as the sun rolled across the sky.

Everywhere she looked Mora sought out familiar faces. Some looked so close she had to stop herself from flinging herself at what felt like a complete stranger. She let herself be herded into a tent, keeping her arms wrapped tight around her abdomen as Mora tried to ignore the open aired chat about casualties. There was no escaping it though. Even as she had moved to the back corner she could hear every word ring. Other cadets speaking in panicked voices as they equally sought friends; some even breaking down into a fit of tears. Be they they tears of joy or anguish- Mora couldn't tell. The sun had already started to set by time they had gotten to her. Now the guides had only the night sky and lamps as they led the rest of the stranded cadets to safety.

They're Ok. They have to be. Her mind comforted her, the guides would get Jade down and into the hands of the medics. She was sure that's where Lauren would be, putting her skills to use. There was no other option at least none that she'd let her mind fathom.

House of Powers (reboot)

Bailey Collins

Location
Lounge --- Room

Interacting with

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Damn. Bailey rested against the back wall. As he listened to the fear that threaded through the room and while Arthur did his best to quell the bubbling chaos he couldn't dismiss the fact that Cas was correct. He had seen the towering helix and watched Sienna spurt lighting from her fingertips. Who is to say one of them wouldn't go nuclear? At least they know it won't be you. Bailey's mind scoffed as the adrenaline that had been coursing through his veins had begun to dissipate. Was it emotion that had drew his power out? The sheer excitement at seeing the impossible, possible?

Bailey's mind set to wrap around this new found power, drowning out the various voices that floated across the room. He pressed his fingertips into the flesh of his palm, Nothing. Just the same as before in the pool. Bailey's eyes danced around the room- if only he could touch someone else- before his settled back on the man from before. The one who's anger still burned in the back of Bailey's skull.

Best not.

He folded his arms across his chest, careful to tuck his hands away from the others as a sharp click caught his attention. "I made a thing." Someone voiced, a man who Bailey didn't recognize. On the floor below lay a considerable sized object, "Think I'm going to vomit..." Bailey could hear the weariness in his voice as the man folded back onto the wall, his face awash in sweat as he fought the urge. Sienna was quick though, Bailey hadn't even noticed her arrival, as she rushed to the man's rescue; trash can in hand.

She didn't seemed phased; not by this meeting and certainly not by the thought of impending vomit. A thought that even pur his own stomach on edge. She had tried to talk to him earlier but Bailey had brushed her off. He grimaced as the realization hit him, he had missed the opportunity to ask her more about how she felt at the time. Surely popping off arcs big electricity left some sort of impression, he knew it had on him.

Overhead the familiar click of the intercom distracted him from his thoughts as a woman's voice poured cheerfully though the speakers. Bailey waited, sucking in a deep breath, as he wondered how'd they smooth over this sudden pop in powers, "...you'll be allowed to make a phone call.."

A phone call? His heart stammered in his chest. He had forgotten about the outside world, his friends and family. So caught up in the happenings around him that the very thought of them outside, living, almost felt foreign.

Bailey mumbled an apology as be edged himself out of the lounge, What did they tell them? His mind ran frantic as it explored all the possibilities. A feeling of longing had begun to well up, he missed his life. He missed seeing his phone light up with his mom's name as she rang him at least once a day before he made his way home from university and the way she'd yell at him when he woke up late for class. Bailey's feet couldn't carry him fast enough as he half jogged into his room, wet clothes still pooled in the corner of the room.

He wet his lips, suddenly nervous, as his hand fidgeted with the televisions remote. Apps lined the screen, brightly colored with the promise of entertainment, but it was the plain one- the one with the jet black camera that stood stark against the white that threw his emotions on overdrive. Clicking it open a small list pooled. "One call, Bailey. Just one." He muttered as he pressed select on a name.

Bright blue eyes were the first thing he notice fill the screen, "Bailey!" A voice cried as a sense of relief flushed through him.

"Hi, mom."

"You look well! Are you well?" He could feel her concern flood through the t.v screen. A smile pulled at his lips as he rested his hand at the base of his neck.

"I'm well," He laughed as he watched the worry lines that creased her face smoothen, "It's a little weird, being stuck in here, but it's not too terrible."

I want to come home. His mind echoed as Bailey's smile faltered a little.

His mom sighed from the other side, "I was worried. They told me you were sick and that you needed special attention."

What? No mention that I'm going to be a super hero? Or at least...one hell of a topical anesthesia? He mentally joked but Bailey couldn't force himself to voice out loud. It seemed absurd, even to him, and he wasn't sure exactly how much they had let his family know.

"Sweetie? You OK?" Her brows pulled together as she studied his face, "You're awfully quiet. She was right, Bailey had let the space between then fill with uncomfortable silence as he pondered on what exactly to say to his mother.

Bailey flashed her a grin, "Yes, mom. Just a little tired. Went for a swim earlier and it must of taken more out of me than I thought." He chuckled but his mother only frowned in response.

"A swim? I don't understand, Bail, what exactly-" Her voice began to warp as pixels fragmented the image on the screen.

"Mom? Bailey tool a half set towards the television set. His mothers face twitched across the pane, her voice garbled as it burst through the speakers. "Mom?! Mom! Can you hear me?!"

No, please.

"Mom! Tell everyone that I-" The t.v suddenly went dark a white text appeared. 'Signal lost' Bailey let out a heavy sigh as he clicked off the television set. "Tell everyone that I miss them and that I love you." He finished to the empty screen before him. His heart has sank into his chest, aching as he replayed his brief moments over with his mother. As always, he had wasted what precious time they had. He padded over to his bed, crawling in, Bailey didn't want to think about it anymore. His limbs flooding with fatigue from the days stress. Darkness swirled around the corners of his mind as Bailey felt himself start to slip away.