wrongkindofsith: (Oh Kahlan we couldn't possibly do that)
Cara ([personal profile] wrongkindofsith) wrote2011-03-20 11:18 pm

Room 418, Sunday Morning

Flanked by her sisters, she strode through the halls of the temple, her braid a familiar (too heavy, too tight) weight behind her head, her leathers (constricting) pristine, her chin raised (her skin crawled) with pride (disgust) as Lord Rahl told her about her gift "...untouched, I know you don't like others playing with your possessions."

She hesitated before taking the agiel Dahlia offered, instead watching the figure who hung in the middle of the chamber, chained and near-naked. The sickly green instead of warm and familiar reds bathing the walls lent everything an air of wrongness.

"If you don't one of us will." Denna, voice low, smoky, and covetous. "We're all eager to play with him."

Angered (afraid) she wrapped her hand around the handle of the agiel and struck...

...unchained, he knelt by her feet, staring up at her in blank adoration as she absently ran white-gloved fingers through his hair. "Good boy, Clark."


Cara wasn't really the type to bolt upright when waking after a bad dream. Of course, she didn't usually bodily launch herself off the bed while still half-asleep to land in an ungainly tangle of limbs after not bolting upright either, but somehow she managed that today.

[ooc: for that one guy]

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 01:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Usually Clark was the one starting from impossible dreams and waking Cara by landing on her. Um, not that he hovered in his sleep - that would be insane.

Clark jolted suddenly with the motion, gasping in his half-asleep state. "I'm awake, mom!" His eyes opened at the same time his hands closed around the form sharing the bed with him. Right, not his mom. Much hotter, much more....freaked out. "Cara?"

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, because kicking and punching Clark worked really well. "Hey!"

Knowing that eventually she would hurt herself trying to hurt him, Clark did his best to back off and get out of her way when all he really wanted was to hold her. "Cara!" he shouted, hoping like hell she would wake up and quit this attack.

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 02:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Clark took this as a sign he was able to move in close again. "Right, because I can sleep after being assaulted awake. You don't look so okay."

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"You know, for all you say the word, that doesn't actually make you fine." Clark felt as if they'd had this conversation before. "Especially when I didn't ask about the bruises, but you brought them up. Were you dreaming about last weekend?"

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Because it was seriously messed up?" Clark replied. He'd been quiet on his thoughts before, but if she was waking him up hitting him, well, that was a good reason to open his mouth.

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"It wasn't nothing. They stopped you from fighting by threatening me," Clark pointed out. "I know what that's like, Cara, and it's not fine." It hurt to admit it, since he'd been so safe from that stuff in Fandom, but Clark remembered his parents and Lana and Chloe and Pete, and how anyone knowing what he was always put them in danger.

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"They had magic on their side," Clark pointed out. "Not that it did them much good in the end, but..."

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"So how were they keeping you there?" Clark had to ask.

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Repercussions for me," Clark filled in. "You know now that he couldn't have hurt me for long."

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, you were probably right to be worried about her," Clark admitted. "But I don't understand why you're upset that you were worried."

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-20 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Clark felt horrible that he could have anything to do with Cara sounding so...not like her. "No, please, just tell me?"
Edited 2011-03-20 23:56 (UTC)

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
Clark tried to slide closer, wanting to hug her while she hugged herself. "Oh Cara, you can't blame yourself for things that didn't happen."

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"You didn't hurt me," Clark reminded her. "Even that Nicci didn't hurt me."

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
"The part where you didn't is kind of important, Cara," Clark said. "No matter the reason, it didn't happen."

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Well her dreams were horrible and Clark didn't approve of them. In fact, he was judging them harshly.

"They're only dreams."

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Am I broken now?" Clark wondered, glancing down at his chest and holding his hands out for her to see.

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
Clark couldn't help laughing at her tone. "So then what's the problem? That you care enough not to want anything to happen to me?" Because Clark didn't see this as a problem, exactly.

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Um, can I ask why the hell not?" Clark kind of liked that she liked him back, duh.

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
"So you're saying you're supposed to want to own me, not love me?" Clark supplied for her. He wasn't all that great with feelings, but at least he knew the words.

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"And...do you want to?" Clark wasn't sure how he felt about being owned...but he kind of thought of his parents as owning one another.

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
"What do you want?" Clark had to wonder if he had it.

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, poor Cara, having to suffer through a massively grinning Clark trying to hug her again. "You know you have me, right?"

[identity profile] redandblueblur.livejournal.com 2011-03-21 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
She'd just have to tell him when to stop hugging her so no one died. "I think that was sarcasm."