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Momma! Momma! Momma! Where are you?” Cristiano called out towards her, Carmela turned in circles only being able to see utter darkness. She went to scream out but no voice left her throat. Her hand shot to her neck as she began to cough up dirt. Gasping and struggling for air jolted the Aurazin awake as she gasped for air. The nightmares of not being able to get to Cristiano had been frequent. She needed to get some form of proper sleep, but being trapped in Evermore, no way through the veil, was driving her mad.
As she sat up her eyes drifted towards the window of her room in the Aurazin home. The room was small, they all where but It was more than she needed. A place to lay her head, though sleep seemed utterly impossible at this point anymore. As her eyes focused on the night outside of the window she noticed the lights casting a glow upon the outside, it was clear that someone was awake. She rose to her feet, her long pale nightgown hitting mid shin. Her mind wondering if whomever it was had coffee, maybe something sweet even. Though she knew she shouldn’t eat such things.
She found herself wondering through the halls of the home. She wondered if whomever it was had nightmares like she was having. As she came around the corner seeing the glow from the kitchen/dining area she paused in the frame way. Her eyes landed on Lucian who stood in the middle of the room with a paper in his hand. She raised a brow towards him, she seem to have gone unnoticed to him. So she cleared her throat as she leaned against the frame of the doorway.
“Hey, I couldn’t sleep and saw the lights on. Do you have coffee? Or you know… Something sweet.” She said the last part in a joking tone but really after the nightmares she could go for something that would ease the pain even if it was addictive to them. “Nightmares have been constant.” She said softly to her leader, He was one that understood, since his wife was locked in the veil. It had been a year since the veil closing and it seemed they where no closer to getting back there then the day they were trapped here.
Lucien thought on her words about how the world was in the current. He didn't comment right away, but gave another short bow once the dance had ended. "My honor entirely," he responded with a soft smile. "It was just the thing I needed, I think." He offered his arm again as they began their walk back towards the lodge, his mind working on what she had said. In all his attempts at trying to find reasoning behind why they were brought back to Earth in this way, perhaps he was missing the real purpose for it all along. What control did they possibly have when their purpose was given by something of a higher power to begin with?
"Perhaps that is why we've been sent here," he responded quietly as they continued their walk in silence. "Kindness and patience seems to be wanting as I've noticed in my catch up of the world since being back. Wars, politics. It feels like people have forgotten compassion and empathy, doesn't it?" Lucien sighed and looked up to the night sky where the unknown entities he knew created what they were existed somewhere he could not ever see. He felt very human suddenly and extremely small as he did those many years ago when he walked a different life. "Fate could be argued one way or the other and it's something we don't even really know the answer to after death ourselves, but it seems like maybe our predicament came at the right time to make a difference on Earth now. As you said, you're still on the mission to bring an ease to those hurting and your continued presence only means more souls being helped than you would've been able to do after being called back from a singular mission."
Lucien reached for the heavy door and opened it for her as they stepped back into the dimly lit entrance while the rest of the lodge remained asleep. "I think I need to remember our whole reason for being and not dwell on the logistics of it so much for now. Answers will come eventually. Probably when I'm not even trying. I've exhausted myself too much. It's probably from being in the void so long that I'm so used to the fighting when it should be connecting with the people we're trying to save in one way of the other."
"Anyway," he smiled and looked up to the stairs. "Enough of my long windedness. I hope you are able to find a more comforting sleep now. Tomorrow we'll venture the world a bit more and undoubtedly look strange to the passersby in our curiosity of their mundane. Thank you for the company. It helped a great deal."
Linking her arm with his once again as they started to make their way back to the cabin she stared at the building that was holding the few of them that were land locked once again. “Dancing is rather therapeutic for the soul, that is something my homeland believed in heavily. Seeing people just dancing in the streets wasn’t uncommon.” She thought back on her short life as her gaze became distant, getting lost in a memory for a moment.
It was when Lucien spoke once again that she was pulled from the memories of herself dancing in the streets. Carmela gave a gentle nod of her head as she looked at the man watching his face. “Compassion and empathy have been forgotten, people are scorned once or twice and choose to turn to cynical ways to keep themselves safe. People fear opening up, or are driven mad for power. This is not the future I wanted for myself or the children of the world.” As he looked to the sky she did the same though all she was taking in was the different shapes that made up clusters of stars. “A difference.” she said softly as she looked at him as he was staring at the sky. She felt a sting of proudness in her chest as she looked back at the sky. “I never thought of it that way. I guess I never thought of it often. I just acted because I wanted to help people.”
It was so foreign to her to think that people didn’t want to help other people. That they rather be divided and fighting, causing rifts between themselves. As the door opened she unlinked her arm from his making her way through the door. She gave a chuckle to him as she reached up, placing her hand on his shoulder giving it a gentle squeeze. “Seems you have had a clarification this evening. Maybe all you needed was a dance, after all.” She tossed him a wink. “The people of this world in need will benefit from having your help. I am looking forward to seeing what the world becomes with you helping it.” She gave him an easy smile. “We still have a fight, we all want back to the Void, but I believe everything happens for a reason. Our collective was brought here for a reason. Answers do like to come when you stop looking for them.” she teased with a smile.
“You try to get some sleep also, fearless leader.” she said softly as she took a step backwards and turned on her heel rather gracefully. “Besides I like your long windedness, it's rather refreshing to the quiet I have been lost in. Thank you for helping me through my own issues.” she said as she made her way up the stairs to her room. She laid out in bed passing out rather quickly, finding comfort in a dreamless sleep at once.
Lucien smiled in return to her kind words before bowing his head slightly when she took her leave. He followed Carmela's footfalls to the stairs before she disappeared in darkness on the second floor. Clasping his hands behind his back, he looked to the map on the table that remained where he'd left it. "Some other night, perhaps," he said aloud to the inanimate object and then turned to head to his bedroom instead of the office where he'd been falling asleep most nights. The bed was welcoming and instead of tossing and turning, the Aurazin drifted off to sleep within a few moments, dreaming of the bright fields of the veil instead of the darkness and echoing screams of the void.
Morning came too quickly. He rolled over in the bed and realized he was still on top of the sheets and comforter, never having stripped himself of a single layer of clothing or even his boots which currently hung over the bed. The sunlight beckoned him, but even better was the smell of coffee brewing which was enough to make him sit up and stretch to ease his aching muscles from the awkward position he'd put himself in when passing out.
After a much needed shower, Luke made his way down the stairs, passing a few of the Aurazin who were awake. The map he'd been circling still remained on the table. He walked over to it and stared down to the points of interest he'd noted and sighed through his nose pointedly. He was almost tempted to sit in the chair again had it not been for the sound of the coffee maker announcing to whomever was brewing the drink that it was done. "Come now, you need the break," he quietly told himself.
Moving into the kitchen, Lucien grabbed his usual mug that Hudson had bought for him that read 'Best Boss' in big black letters which apparently he found quite hilarious. He reached for the cookie tin that he and Carmela had found last night above the fridge and opened it, stuffing one of the large treats in his mouth whole. He then rummaged through the fridge and grabbed the eggs while trying to attempt to poorly balance everything in his arms now and failing miserably, stumbling in his steps.