Asteria deWinter
Mistress of Elements
§ Pre-Gulag
Asteria slipped into consciousness for a moment and slipped out again. After a short while, her eyes opened again, her gaze blurry. A quiet groan exited her lips as she attempted to move, feeling she hadn't even managed an inch. After that, she passed again. In an our a few more times, when a voice brought a temporary sharpness to her mind. "You should be sleeping, child of my blood." Her head attempted to turn but instead only her turquoise eyes moved to the side, catching a blurry figure ahead, the insense green pierced through clearly.
The figure approached but it only made her seen the grew glow more intently. "W.." Asteria barely managed to sound through her close her mouth when she heard what seemed to be a chuckle but it brought chills down her spine. Instead, in her mind she finished: Who are you? But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move her lips to actually speak. "That is irrelevant now. The figure responded. Her brain, just sharp enough quickly realized her mind was being read.
What are you going to do with me? She quickly continued. I will make you sleep. I will have use of you, child of my blood. Dark times are ahead and you do not possess the strength to see them through. Instead, you will be preserved." Her gaze darted from the figure, seeing only darkness above her. What was the woman talking about? Dark times? Let me go. And that only brought another chuckle. "Sleep. When you open your eyes again, a new era shall rise for us."
And as if a command through the Force had been given, Asteria's eyes felt heavy and closed bringing her into deep slumber.
§ Post-Gulag; unknown planet
Her eyes opened abruptly, a scream coming through her as clear as if it was right at her side. Her eyes took a few moments to adjust to the new setting, her senses feeling the oddness beneath her. Slowly, her fingers moved, recognizing sand.
Her other senses slowly kicking in, Asteria felt her throat was completely dry. But now, as she opened her mouth slowly, she remembered herself being paralyzed just moments ago... was it a moment ago? She felt like it, but her throat didn't feel like it.
Slowly, she sat up and looked around. Asteria was alone. But then, her mind began to slowly work and a scream returned to her memory. Somebody had screamed. Was it her? No, it wasn't her. But who was it? As soon as she asked herself that, she remembered the scream, the voice.
Quickly, she rushed to her feet, only to fall back down, her palms meeting the sand first to soften her fall. She remembered the voice first. Slowly, Asteria reached through the Force and called out into it: Nessarose. The voice of the green eyed creature pierced through her mind then, reminding her that dark time had been coming, her sleeping through it. Was it Nessarose at all? It had to be. She had heard the scream.
But through the Force, she felt not one but many presences. Only two had been familiar, the other were not.
[member="Nessarose deWinter"] | [member="Cameron Centurion"] | [member="Enigma"] | [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] | [member="Daichi"]
Asteria slipped into consciousness for a moment and slipped out again. After a short while, her eyes opened again, her gaze blurry. A quiet groan exited her lips as she attempted to move, feeling she hadn't even managed an inch. After that, she passed again. In an our a few more times, when a voice brought a temporary sharpness to her mind. "You should be sleeping, child of my blood." Her head attempted to turn but instead only her turquoise eyes moved to the side, catching a blurry figure ahead, the insense green pierced through clearly.
The figure approached but it only made her seen the grew glow more intently. "W.." Asteria barely managed to sound through her close her mouth when she heard what seemed to be a chuckle but it brought chills down her spine. Instead, in her mind she finished: Who are you? But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move her lips to actually speak. "That is irrelevant now. The figure responded. Her brain, just sharp enough quickly realized her mind was being read.
What are you going to do with me? She quickly continued. I will make you sleep. I will have use of you, child of my blood. Dark times are ahead and you do not possess the strength to see them through. Instead, you will be preserved." Her gaze darted from the figure, seeing only darkness above her. What was the woman talking about? Dark times? Let me go. And that only brought another chuckle. "Sleep. When you open your eyes again, a new era shall rise for us."
And as if a command through the Force had been given, Asteria's eyes felt heavy and closed bringing her into deep slumber.
§ Post-Gulag; unknown planet
Her eyes opened abruptly, a scream coming through her as clear as if it was right at her side. Her eyes took a few moments to adjust to the new setting, her senses feeling the oddness beneath her. Slowly, her fingers moved, recognizing sand.
Her other senses slowly kicking in, Asteria felt her throat was completely dry. But now, as she opened her mouth slowly, she remembered herself being paralyzed just moments ago... was it a moment ago? She felt like it, but her throat didn't feel like it.
Slowly, she sat up and looked around. Asteria was alone. But then, her mind began to slowly work and a scream returned to her memory. Somebody had screamed. Was it her? No, it wasn't her. But who was it? As soon as she asked herself that, she remembered the scream, the voice.
Quickly, she rushed to her feet, only to fall back down, her palms meeting the sand first to soften her fall. She remembered the voice first. Slowly, Asteria reached through the Force and called out into it: Nessarose. The voice of the green eyed creature pierced through her mind then, reminding her that dark time had been coming, her sleeping through it. Was it Nessarose at all? It had to be. She had heard the scream.
But through the Force, she felt not one but many presences. Only two had been familiar, the other were not.
[member="Nessarose deWinter"] | [member="Cameron Centurion"] | [member="Enigma"] | [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] | [member="Daichi"]