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Mira Cavataio

Mira Cavataio

Member Since 29 Aug 2014
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In Topic: Puppies for All

Yesterday, 02:11 PM

The excitement was literally pouring out of La'Ca, hands shaking even and all before the words actually came through. She'd found the cutest thing in the universe apparently. Mira listened. These Yorshi. She still hadn't seen what those were but La'Ca wanted millions of them, begging and pleading; convinced Mira and Nachi would love them too. Mira just stayed seated, listening to her go on and on about them.

The many millions of them would be their kids, furry love kids even. It made her chuckle slightly as she talked.

Mira wasn't much of a dog person, she was a snake and rancor person, possibly even in that order. Yet she was a La'Ca person that the sight of her sweetest slave made her smile. When she did finally get the datapad to see what the animal was, she looked over the information before putting down the datapad onto her thighs. "So, you want the Yorshi, don't you?" Mira finally said completely calm. "Millions of them," she added. Completely calm.

Picking up the datapad, she put it on the nightstand before she looked back at the overly excited Mira before reaching out for her hands, pulling her closer to her. "If you want a million Yorshi, you'll get a million Yorshi but I don't want them making a mess out of this place. So they will have to be trained." That was her condition. Mira had no intention of walking into her bedroom and finding it smelling weird or having her sheets ruined.

La'Ca Cavataio


In Topic: Praise the Song of the Siren

Yesterday, 01:43 PM

Some spots on her body grew warmer as Dea's hands moved above her. The feeling was intoxicating, making her inhale sharply as her minds cleared. Images and voices fell more into place and became clear. She could see memories more clearly now. Cale, she had taken his life for her Goddess. He wasn't the only one whose life she had taken but he was her favorite of the slaves she'd taken. Other than Mirus, he'd been the only male she had ever developed such feelings for. He was the last she had seen though and in the great scheme that was Mira Cavataio's life, he was the most important either. He was just the last she remembered in that life...

With the clarity, his face left her mind though, placed in her memories where he belonged. Mira's mind arrived into the present completely, more aware of everything around her, of the skin she was wearing. It felt young and different. As the Dea spoke, she said it was over. No more time to spend among the dead, she'd told her. "Grazie, Dea," she responded within seconds, as the thought filled her mind. She had died for the Goddess and now she had been retired. Because the Goddess kept her promises.

Then, an odd question was asked. What did she remember before seeing her? Mira blinked and thought back. She remembered her precious Echis taking the lives of the slaves, remembered her last thoughts. One for Mirus, with love and disappointment and one for her Dea. For you, my Goddess," she spoke as she recalled the telepathic message she had sent before raising her hand slowly, moving against her skin before reaching the edge of her neck, searching for the bite marks she had ordered Echis to give her. "Echis bit me, I died," Mira recalled, fingers still touching at her neck though no mark was there now.

Her thoughts becoming clearer, she remembered a single thought her soul knew. "Mirus. He didn't stay with me. Did you grant him life, Dea? Is he here?" Her mind was clear but as her eyes diverted away as if he was going to be there. Mirus belonged here, at the side of their Goddess and her side. He belonged nowhere else but at their side.

Petra Cavataio


In Topic: Puppies for All

20 May 2018 - 01:41 PM

She'd been sound asleep when the doors pushed off, rolling against the heavy covers because it had gotten a little to warm for her sleeping form. The loud shout had caused her half awake but slipped into her dream with an ease, La'Ca's voice causing a tiny smile. Underneath, the bed began bouncing and more shouting occurred, finally working its way to waking her up. Her head turned as she let out a quiet moan in protest before she felt the long lick to her cheek.

It was why her eyes remained closed even as she woke, a tiny smile itching at the corners of her lips, knowing exactly who it was at her side now. La'Ca protested with a whisper. She knew she was awake. Her smile spread a little more even as eyes stayed closed. "I'm not the one that's teasing," she whispered back before eyes opened slowly, her body stretching just as she caught a glance of the kneeling La'Ca at her side. It took her a moment to realize she was fully dressed. "Why weren't you sleeping?" Mira wondered as she sat herself up, glancing around to see the room was empty. All that shouting seemed to clear out the room completely, as it did.

Felt like it was too early to be awake, of course, Mira ran on a different schedule than the average person. She hadn't woke up early since was a child waking for training at Mamma's request and so much time had passed since then, she wasn't even the same Mira she had been then.

Her hand reached out for the girl's cheek, fingers gently caressing her favorite. "Alright, tell me." There was something on La'Ca's mind, that was easy to tell. The excitement was evident on her and while one shout had been missed, the other hadn't been. It was without a doubt something, enough to send the slaves far away from the room and in a haste, no doubt.

La'Ca Cavataio


In Topic: Praise the Song of the Siren

20 May 2018 - 01:04 PM

...your Dea... here to save you... let the moment of now drift into the next... only focus on me...

There was power in those words, a magic that siped into her veins with such ease that made her obey. Her Dea commanded, her mind began to focus. Cale in her mind lost voice first and began to fade from her vision as Petra's vision became clearer in her head. "Dea," Mira muttered as her eyelids closed willingly just as they did when she bowed. She thought she was bowing, in her mind, she was but, in reality, she'd still been lying down even if she wasn't fully aware of the body she was in now. There was just a foreign feeling around her soul still.

Mira wasn't aware of the spell taking root but she felt her soul draw closer to her Goddess which she easily assumed was part of their connection from so long ago. She heard more instructions as her eyes opened, focusing back on Petra again. ...keep on relaxing... the words continued to drop into her consciousness. ...you are home, Jaa,... Home. What was home? "You are home." The thought presented itself with such as ease as she continued to watch. Petra claimed she understood the state of awareness and feelings that were not but she was fine. Mira trusted her words without asking how. Someone else would have asked, an Optivus Res didn't. The Goddess knew best. Her voice was already taking effect as it should have.

Petra Cavataio


In Topic: Praise the Song of the Siren

18 May 2018 - 01:42 PM

There was a tenderness in Dea's touch, calming and centering Mira with an ease very few ever had the possibility of doing. She was safe and happy, even when she was aware of the distance and time from old reality. Her chocolate gaze tried to focus on the Dea as an image flashed through her mind. Will there truly be a reward? For me. The memory made her blink, eyes trying to focus on her Dea even harder as she shivered, Cale's face flashed through her mine. "Dea?" Mira found herself asking, seeking guidance in her voice.

Her memories were hazy, the images in her mind were confusing. Not everything had come to the surface immediately. Her hand moved slowly, trying to reach her mind, her head was starting to hurt. It was his voice going into it, his words ringing true in her head. Focus on the moment here, she heard the Goddess tell her, her eyes trying their hardest to keep watching her. "Save me, Dea," she muttered, "your words... help," she managed out, with no more than a whisper as memories invaded her mind. She had killed. It felt so real now. Her brain seemed to process backward.

How did it feel to be awake? She blinked. Straniero... Differente." Mira wasn't aware of the fact she was speaking in two different languages, all the words sounded the same in her head. It was strange and different to her. Each time her eyes refocused on her Goddess but her eyelids were blinking without any will and in the moments of darkness, her brain was recalculating memories, trying to make sense of everything. Where was she? When was she? Why had Mirus abandoned her? Where was her La'Ca? Her Dea was here. "Dea...", she muttered again, willingly drawing her attention to the one person who could calm her, who could keep her focused.

Petra Cavataio