by ShadowWolfCelica » Fri Jul 31, 2015 7:21 am
Shadow: Dusty, Doc
Shadow was struck with fear, her oil running ice cold and her eyes more wide. She wanted to move, shake off her memories.... but she couldn't.... she couldn't..... She whimpered slightly as another shudder coursed through her, more terrifying images plaguing her mind. She would never be free.... she couldn't be.... The Celica was vaguely aware of Dusty speaking, first to Doc, then coming in close to her. Her breathing was still hard, and she felt tears sting her eyes as she forced herself to look at him. "I.... I dont..." She repeated herself from earlier, though now seemed to be looking all over the place, her body finally finding movement as she pushed herself up. She was preparing to try and flee from her memories, escape anyway she could, though felt Dusty's wing on her now, and it settled a calm over her. His touch felt warm against her own freezing exterior, and it spread through her, causing her breathing to slow now, and her gaze to return to somewhat normal. She listened to Dusty as he spoke, her eyes glued to him, trying to focus on his voice.
"I... I didn't do anything wrong..." She repeated. "They're the terrible ones... yes..." She agreed slowly, her lights now flashing only occasionally. "I didn't think I could though... Survive I mean. Each time they..... did those things, i thought i would die. That those were my final moments.... They often used to take stuff until I passed out. I think... maybe that's why my oil pressure is funny sometimes too... right?" She asked outloud here, though still looked toward Dusty, as if he were the only thing holding her down. She looked to his propeller a moment, finding constant shivers now took over, making her close her eyes here. She stay still a moment, apart from the soft vibrations that seized her, before she slowly opened her eyes once more and gently pressed against Dusty here. She shivered once again, pressing against him for both warmth and comfort. "I.... I'm ok.... I'm ok..." She began to repeat after him, grateful that he was here. After a few more moments, she looked to Doc, a tired look upon her face now.
"Its ok Doc... I'm... ready to go i think..." She said here quietly, though not wanting to leave Dusty at all here.
Calypso: Miles
She remained silent a moment, contemplating what the Rover was saying. "Relate to me.... But Miles... you were standing up for those whom were like you... That's not a bad thing you know.... I quite.. admire you for that in fact. Not many would go to any length... and I suppose it shows you will." She said here, closing her eyes as she leaned against him. "I.... I'm glad that you dont... despise me...." She started here, before leaning away a little. "You don't see me ANY differently?" She inquired now, confusion on her face. "Most cars would just... turn and drive away. or try to take me down I guess... Which is why I hadn't told anyone.... i.... I can't lose anyone else" She spoke now, tears brimming her eyes again, one slipping down her hood.
She looked at him properly here, seeing the more broken car he was now.... Prison sounded awful... she didn't want him to be in there... She looked to her hood more now, a thought dawning on her that he would have to go back to prison surely... and leave her on her own again. No friend in the world. The thought made her choke back a sob, trying to cover it up with a cough. She pressed into him as he nuzzled more, hearing those last words, causing her heart to tug. "No.... You're not a bad car..." She said to him softly. "You're not..... And I... I've always known that"
Keep calm
and
Race On