i hear the hounds in the woods [raf] Apr 19, 2013 11:47:48 GMT -8
Post by FELICITY ELAINE WAKEFIELD on Apr 19, 2013 11:47:48 GMT -8
it had been a long time since felicity had stayed in one place for very long. as time wore on, it seemed more and more apparent to her that very few places felt like home, or even comfortable - she was growing more and more restless, as if a time of great reckoning was drawing nearer, but what that was, even she wasn't sure. she would venture it might be just a restlessness that comes with age; perhaps there was a certain time that a vampire began to feel as if she had seen everything, been everywhere, and all that. unfortunately, when she tried to use that as an explanation, it didn't sit well; it didn't fit into the gap that implied her distress.
she tried to ignore it, the best she could. she tried to keep the melancholy feeling down; she could feel the tension riveting her body, leaving her lips pressed into a thin line when she wasn't even consciously making the motion. felicity had always been a woman that controlled her emotions well, so the idea that she was losing that grasp on herself left her feeling even more out of place in the world, like her limbs were too crooked and uneven to fit in the places they had before.
now, as the blonde stepped into their new home - our new home, she thinks with a certain delight that, even despite her mood, puts a smile on her rosy lips - she glanced around at the warm greecian home and tried to quell the turning of her stomach. what was it, precisely, that was leaving her in such a poor mood? tucking a lock of flaxen hair behind her ear, she pressed her lips into that thin line that seemed to be more and more prevalent these days, inspecting the view their deck area had over the ocean.
putting a soft smile on, one that thinly veiled her emotional turmoil, she looked back at rafael and beckoned for him to take her hand with a flutter of her lashes and an outreached hand.
i know what it is, she thought absently. today's the day i almost killed rafael, instead of turning him. today's the day i had his life in my hands. she studied her counterpart carefully, giving him a small smile. she had never told him that his joining her had not been her first choice - she had kept that part of her tucked away, for good measure.
normally, it wouldn't have bothered felicity so much. in the past years she had hardly noticed as the dates went by; those that stood out to her had been the sequential deaths of her children, mostly, but for one reason or another, the realization that she had almost killed rafael and spent her entire life without him left her feeling melancholic.
"how is greece's climate treating you so far, darling?" she asked him with a warm, amused glitter in her roasted-gold gaze, letting their fingers interlace easily, companionably. "i think i could get used to it. at the very least, i could get used to this beautiful home."
ooc://it's rushed because school BUT HOPEFULLY THIS IS OKAY