ofthefamily: (empty chair in a box of a room)
Dr. Carlisle Cullen ([personal profile] ofthefamily) wrote2009-09-14 09:25 am

Return to Volterra.

The escorting from his unusual cell back through the crowd of people was bizarre enough.

It made returning to the door Carlisle had entered to arrive here, opening it, seeing the utter quiet and dank of familiar tunnels, jarring.

He walks through the door expecting another cell.






Carlisle is standing in the hallway. Outside of his former cell door.

He starts to run.
themidnightson: (Ready to Run)

[personal profile] themidnightson 2009-09-29 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
They can't, is what she means, what she thinks.

Neither of them will stay put, or stay remotely calm, if he leaves. Edward can't help wishing even as she's stopping him that she wouldn't and hadn't.

The guard about to start with Carlisle. They can see it coming, the vision firming up with each of the words only Edward hears, and it hasn't. Carlisle doesn't know and wants so. Wants so little, what they consider here so treacherously much. He wants to cave in the man's face for what he will do.

Edward frowned, looking toward Alice and then Jasper, trying to focus. He can't go to Carlisle yet. Can he at all? Focus. A girl in the room with the cloaks, two fingers at her lips, having come from eating.

"This way."

Away from the East Gate.

Away from where his focus lies.

Through twisting hallways, avoiding others.

[identity profile] sparklepires.livejournal.com 2009-09-30 11:53 am (UTC)(link)
They always move in concert - an illusion of floating with the long cloaks that obscure skin, faces, eyes.

Aro favored this one for nearly a century and he wants to flee? Into the sunlight and day?

No.

The guard surrounds him.
betagainstme: (the pain within)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-10-05 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Alice jerks--winces as Carlisle makes his move. She stops in her tracks, her hand dropping from Jasper's arm, her chest tight--as if she needed to take a breath.

She tries to take an experimental intake of air, to see if it helps. It doesn't. She shakes her head and takes a hesitant step forward. "Keep going."

[identity profile] keptherwaiting.livejournal.com 2009-10-05 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Jasper snatches up Alice's hand again as quick as he can. She may not need it, but he as sure as Hell needs her touch to keep calm.

And he doesn't want to ask what she saw.

Walking through the halls of Volterra, where the corridors seem endless and choked with tension, is not somewhere he ever imagined himself being. Simply hearing the stories was enough to scare him into keeping his head down in the past so he never had to.

But, Carlisle.

"Any resistance ahead?" he asks Edward in a terse whisper, almost stepping on his brother's heels with how close he keeps.
themidnightson: "It was Alice and Jasper who knew each other's every mood as well." ([Person] Alice & Jasper)

[personal profile] themidnightson 2009-10-06 09:02 am (UTC)(link)
When the future becomes the present it goes from Alice, but it stays with Edward. Edward whose step doesn't hitch, but the entirety of his ability to process does when over a half dozen other launch themselves at Carlisle.

A pile or red, with flashes of gold, the surmounting heave of hate and satisfaction that finally, even when it's met only with the mad desperation for freedom. The feral edge of each, so much more monster and even victim than men. The obvious imbalance to the fight.




Then it's only Alice's words that draws him back.

Back from the brink of a flicker in her mind.

Where he'd almost torn off the other way.

He doesn't look at her, or regret it.



Edward shook his head to Jasper's question.

Not yet at least. He moved them through the space, relying far more on Jasper's attempts at calm and Alice's flickers of the hallways, the room, before they reached it, than he ever let on with his specific, determined, silent gait.

Only a few more walkways now. Things were piecing together.
betagainstme: (sees it coming)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-10-07 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
We can't act now we can't act now we can't act now-- her thoughts are a mantra directed at Edward as they rush down the hallway. She has to keep him here, in the now, with her and Jasper. He cannot help Carlisle yet. He would mess everything up.

Things cannot get worse than they are about to be. She can't let that happen. She is a guardian of the future. Specifically: their future.

"We need to get out of the open." She whispers. "I can still see what will happen and Edward can listen to Carlisle, but we need to hide. We need, please."

[identity profile] keptherwaiting.livejournal.com 2009-10-07 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Jasper could not agree more. Every step further puts him more on edge until, finally -

"Just - "

He grabs Edward by the shoulder, pushing and shoving Alice and him into the nearest room. A hiss greets them and Jasper, moving as fast as he can, grabs the occupant by throat, strangling a cry of alarm.

He breaks the neck - cleanly, smoothly, he's done this before - and the head drops to the floor before the vampire could so much as twitch out of his grasp.

"Check the cabinets."
themidnightson: (Blood and Rage)

[personal profile] themidnightson 2009-10-07 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Edward would really like to care more about that -- but he doesn't. He looks to Alice, and then to Jasper, even as he was paying attention to all the minds closest to see if they'd heard the hiss.

But no one cared if someone hissed in Volterra. There were always fights and violent outbursts in the shadows. There was always someone to put someone else in their place, to try to usurp the place of.

Edward said, at the quietest, "We're still in the clear."

[identity profile] sparklepires.livejournal.com 2009-10-07 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
The taunts bore the guards who hold him but only because they cannot do anything about them.

The swarm of red cloaks leave the hallways and tunnels, preparing to approach the main rooms of the Three.
betagainstme: (scary little monster)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-10-10 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Alice stares at her husband with wide eyes for a moment, her chest tight with worry. "R-right."

Instead of checking the cabinets, she slumps against them. This is taking too much out of her. She shouldn't be here.


She can't be anywhere but here.

[identity profile] keptherwaiting.livejournal.com 2009-10-10 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Alice."

She cannot fall apart on Jasper now. He needs her. He just -

He needs her.


He moves around her to rummage through the cabinets himself, shoving a blood red cloak (and a wave of calm) into her arms once he finds one. He tosses another to Edward as he pulls on one of his own with a grimace.

Where is Carlisle now?
themidnightson: (Wary)

[personal profile] themidnightson 2009-10-11 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
Edward pulled it on. Not looking at it and hating it all the while. How many memories, how many random faces in them. In his memory and in his mind now.

Between the clamor of voices raising as the information passed and Alice, who's should his gaze stopped on a second because of where-how she was, he said. "Everyone's going to dais."

Everyone.

Pulling up his hood, covering his hair and obscuring his face, he turned back to the door they'd come in through and opened it again.
betagainstme: (pull myself back)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-10-12 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sorry, sorry." Alice mutters, distracted. She pulls the cloak on, pausing in pulling up the hood to run her fingertips over her temple.

"They're there. I...can't see." It's all happening too quickly and visions of them gone are still plaguing her as she presses for information for here.

She tugs her hood up and reaches for her husband. She needs him. "We can go out. They're all headed toward the Three."

[identity profile] keptherwaiting.livejournal.com 2009-10-12 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
With a pleading glance to Edward and a wait a minute in his thoughts, Jasper turns into Alice's reach.

"I hate you in red," he murmurs lowly to his wife as he straightens her hood for her. He takes a moment to meet her gaze, just long enough to garner strength to keep them both going and see this through. "Stay close to me."

Quickly squeezing her hand tight in his then, Jasper moves to join Edward at the door, peering out into the hall with him. Find someone to follow.
themidnightson: "I wrestled all night with the chasm between what was right, moral, ethical." (Removed in the process)

[personal profile] themidnightson 2009-10-12 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Edward waited for their moment, looking in the two directions of the hallways through other people's minds. Hands staying in his pockets, outwardly unruffled by the request or needs in his siblings that ask his patience.



He doesn't need to find someone. Everyone is going the same way and the crowd doesn't care at all for who is beside who. Everyone is aimed there. Everyone is going for the same assumed reasons, with the same assumed feelings about it.

No one notices when three people linger to take a spot near a doorway at the far end of the hallway, just as Aro asks for Carlisle's explanation.



[identity profile] sparklepires.livejournal.com 2009-10-12 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Deserve? You will get what you deserve, traitorous -- "

"Caius. Please." Aro stands, stepping off the dais to approach Carlisle.

He's smiling, to Carlisle's barely suppressed flinch.
betagainstme: (gotta find some time love)

[personal profile] betagainstme 2009-10-12 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Alice is grimacing, looking like she wants to run away from here. There's a buzzing in this room, in her mind, that keeps her from getting a clear look at anything.

She glances at her brother. Her thoughts are a jumble of Don't do anything--what should we do--how will we fix this--

[identity profile] keptherwaiting.livejournal.com 2009-10-12 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Jasper looks anywhere but at the Three - the floor getting a good stare for awhile, then shoulders - as he listens. He tenses when he hears Aro move, his gaze finally snapping to the dais, his mind racing.

He could manipulate the crowd, cause a distraction. They could snatch Carlisle and get out of there now. They don't just have to sit here.
themidnightson: (Blood and Rage)

[personal profile] themidnightson 2009-10-12 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
But they do.



He can't move. Shouldn't. Even as Jasper's thoughts warred for the plan to move, Alice's voice reminds him not to. He can already see inside Aro's mind. The oiled twist behind the smile that he can see from so many different angles in his mind.

He'd really like to move now. Irregardless of his chances. The terse snarl, only half trapped between his chest and lock jaw, is lost in a room fill with people showing their displeasure at Carlisle's opinion.

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