Something to Remember [Closed]

Katpride
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Where's your sense of whimsy?

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Something to Remember [Closed] May 13, 2023 5:45:14 GMT

Post by Katpride on May 13, 2023 5:45:14 GMT

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“I guess I am.” Lark smiles, trying to brush it off, but there’s something too calculating in their eyes. That must be the future Lark they ran into earlier. They never did hear them leave.

They’re a still point in a swarm of motion, the crew rushing towards the side of the ship to try to dig the hooks out as they’re pulled in. Lark steps closer to their friend when someone brushes by their back, glancing into her eyes and then away again.

“Hey, don’t worry about it. Lily Fun Funky Dangerous Pond, how would you like to fight some pirates?” They hold out a hand for her to clasp, fingers lazily curled.

Just as a cannon fires there’s a muted flash of light and for a moment there are two Larks standing in front of her. Lark hears the chime clearly in their mind, like standing next to a windchime. The new Lark looks about the same, but they twirl twin daggers in their hands.

“Belowdecks, third door on the right,” the new Lark says, and the other nods and hurries off before someone can notice the doubled time traveler.

The other pirates are attempting to board now, though they meet a fair resistance from the crew. Ginger is among them, her red hair like a beacon as she glares across the shortening stretch of water.

“Just let me know if you need a bail-out, yeah?” The remaining Lark continues, as though their conversation hadn’t paused. Someone swings across the way, dropping onto the deck, and they whirl like a particularly slashy hurricane to duck under the unbalanced swing of a shortsword. No movement is wasted as they slash at the pirate’s stomach and dance away again, finding their footing with a breathless, dangerous grin.

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Something to Remember [Closed] Jun 5, 2023 18:49:36 GMT

Post by HighVoltage on Jun 5, 2023 18:49:36 GMT

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[attr="style","color:#C0C0C0;"]Lily always thought that Lark knew when there were multiple around. She’d tried to wrap her head around the seemingly infinite loops they put together one night, and her head had spun so bad afterwards that she’d had to go lie down. Granted, the beverages consumed prior to that point probably didn’t help, but she had no idea how they kept up with it. They offered a hand to her and if she wasn’t flushed from exertion she would undoubtedly be crimson as she slipped her hand in theirs, calluses and old scars brushing against each other, rough against rough.

Another Lark appeared, and the one she was just talking to slipped away. This Lark didn’t look much different, so Lily just played along, sliding her sword out of the sheath it didn’t really need to be in. She giggled, shocking herself at the smile across her face at the prospect of fighting alongside Lark. She watched them go off, a silver blur that spun around with deadly efficacy. Lily launched herself into the fray after them, little flashes of blue, almost imperceptible in the fray, where her power came to life, blocked weapons, righted her after occasional missteps. A blade did drag down her bicep at one point, but Lily just laughed, a scar that would remind them of this incredible day with this incredible person.

Speaking of whom, Lily kept drawing herself out of the fray, scanning the deck for Lark. She’d hear a faint chime, maybe catch a flash of emerald out of the corner of her eye. They stood out to her, their hair flashing like molten silver in the sunlight. Something tugged in Lily’s chest, an ache that she refused to name, refused to acknowledge, refused to admit that she hadn’t felt since Kira and was terrified of what it meant. She fought towards them, not out of fear for their safety, but just for a desire to be close to them, to fight with them, pushing back pirates who would approach their back. She flashed them a smile, eyes shining.

“So you can fight, too. Glad to know you’re not just a pretty face.” She barked out a laugh, part nervous, part genuine mirth.

Katpride
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Something to Remember [Closed] Jun 27, 2023 17:17:02 GMT

Post by Katpride on Jun 27, 2023 17:17:02 GMT

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Fights are easy to get lost in. Lark spins out of the way of a slash with a twirl of skirts, steps back to catch a blade on the crossed hilts of their twin daggers, and twists again to send the sword spinning away.

Somewhere along the way they lose track of Lily, but when they get a moment to breathe and look around they find her again, catching sight of the trailing ends of the blue ribbon they’d tied into her hair. So this is where her power shines, they realize, swiping the back of their hand across their forehead.

They have to be less obvious when they’ve got appearances to maintain, but they still slip into stopped time here and there to dodge or make an opening or just to look around. To look at one person in particular, really. They work with the pauses that aren’t their own just as fluidly, the ease of old practice shining through.

Lily joins them again, and they lock eyes with her for a brief moment. Their smile mirrors her own, though it quickly falls to fluster and they turn away with the vague excuse of fending off a new attacker in the sea of people. Their voice barely rises above the din. “You think-?”

The rest of their sentence is lost, but their face burns. They catch a glancing blow across their forearm and retaliate in kind, their focus narrowing enough that they don’t notice the dagger angled towards their back.

The person wielding the dagger narrows dark green eyes in faux-menace before their gaze flicks sideways to Lily. Their hair is tucked up into a bandana, another covering their face from the bridge of their nose down, but the eyes are unmistakable.

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Something to Remember [Closed] Jul 31, 2023 23:28:58 GMT

Post by HighVoltage on Jul 31, 2023 23:28:58 GMT

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[attr="style","color:#C0C0C0;"]She stared for a moment, two moments, three. Lily lost track of how long her eyes were locked with those emerald ones, how long Lark had to see the blush creep through her face as she realized what she’d said, what they’d heard, the unspoken final half of their sentence. Of course she thought they were pretty, they were beautiful. Their smile when they thought nobody was looking, the gentle way they handled their younger selves, the smirk that proved they were up to no go-

The glint of sunlight against a blade pulled Lily out of her thoughts, probably for the better, as a dagger sought to bury itself in Lark's back. She moved quickly, too quickly for the pirates, just quickly enough for her. The sword came up and over, clanging against the blade and driving it down, burying its point in the wood of the deck. A booted foot came down on the crossguard for good measure, and Lily shot the would-be assassin a deadly glare.

She didn’t expect to see those eyes staring back at her from a concealed face. She could just picture the devilish smirk that was tucked away. Lily leaned back, a gentle elbow between Lark’s shoulder blades.

“Watch your back, darlin’. I won’t always be around to watch it for ya.” Lily chuckled, a faint imitation of Lark’s southern drawl finding its way into her speech as she turned her attention to the would-be-assassin Lark. “Now don’t take it easy on us.” Stepping off the blade and giving Lark enough time to bring it up, Lily opened with a slash to the midsection, a grin spread across her face, even if the edge of her blade had somehow become blunted in the interim. Two on one, although did it count if the one and one of the two were the same person?

Katpride
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Something to Remember [Closed] Aug 23, 2023 13:31:57 GMT

Post by Katpride on Aug 23, 2023 13:31:57 GMT

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The dagger-wielding Lark lets go of their blade easily, their grip on it too light for it to have been a real threat. They step back half a step, their remaining dagger twirling in their hand and glinting where it catches the sunlight.

The other Lark just looks confused. They turn to take in the unfolding scene, something almost like disappointment in their eyes. The Larks exchange glances, something unspoken passing between them, and as Lily steps forward there’s a moment that isn’t.

As Future Lark steps around a time-frozen Lily to retrieve their blade, the younger Lark places their foot where hers had been just a moment ago. “Why are you doing this?”

They don’t get their answer. Time resumes with a shudder and the older Lark is forced to dart back as Lily slashes at them. It’s odd though - they start moving before she initiates the movement, and the hit is barely a glancing blow.

“They know all my moves,” the younger Lark tells Lily in a rare moment of unveiled honesty. Their own blades flash, but true to their words the other Lark barely has to glance at them to dodge the slashes. “And all of yours, so long as I’m here.”

“I wouldn’t worry about fairness,” Future Lark finally speaks, retrieving a short club from a loop at their hip. Their voice sounds just a little stilted, like they’re reading a script.

And then they finally make their own opening move. Time flickers again, and the younger Lark stumbles behind as the elder aims a blow at Lily’s shoulder.

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Something to Remember [Closed] Aug 31, 2023 5:57:22 GMT

Post by HighVoltage on Aug 31, 2023 5:57:22 GMT

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[attr="style","color:#C0C0C0;"]Even before she’d known she had powers, before she found out she was able to manifest weaponry, Lily had sparred like hell. She knew the way fighting was supposed to feel, when someone was fighting for fun, for something to prove, or when their life was on the line. She could tell by how easily Lark’s blade slipped from their grasp that they had meant for it to. Lily notes the confusion on the younger Lark’s face as there’s a skipped moment, a second that she had not been privy to. Positions changed, and her slash was easily dodged. Younger Lark’s strikes were similarly parried with the ease of someone who had been warned a few months in advance.

The club hit her shoulder, and Lily took the blow in stride, grunting slightly at the impact. She’d certainly have an interesting bruise tomorrow, something to remember this day by. Younger Lark piped up, not only confirming Lily’s suspicions, but explaining the reason behind it. Of course the older Lark would know how this all happened, they’d seen it all happen.

Lily had a plan. A bad one, one that literally only came to mind because of how she thought about something, but it was a plan nonetheless. She turned to the younger Lark, a devious smile flashing across her face. That smile was the source of a great many drunken stories told at parties, and even more that would be taken to the grave. She held out her hand to the Lark fighting by her side.

“They can’t know what you’re doing if you can’t see. So just close your eyes, Do you trust me?”

And whether or not they took her hand, Lily charged the opposing Lark. Her blade swung towards the knees before a follow-up aimed at their shoulder, a mirror of their own previous attack. And if they trusted her, she’d be leading along the younger Lark, guiding their steps, shouting where to slash and stab.