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Dakota

Deaths Handmaiden

Posts: 57

Date: Jan 1, 2008

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She had to get out of the city for a little while. There were not enough trees here for her. Something was missing from it all. Salem was her home. But the abcenss of her Ulfric, the los of her Lupa and best friend, As well as the lngth of time Harry had been go was starting to show on her. Kota shook her head to clear all the nonsence from it. The pack was her family and she belonged with them. She would never be able to truly join the pack. She would never be able to slip her skin and run in the light of a full moon and taste blood on her tongue. She had been studying it for a while now. Since being tied in so tightly with the wolves in Salem. It would not have taken much, just a bite, or a scratch and she could have been free of the nightmares and the whispers of the dead. A study that came out of England last year dash her hopes on the rocks at the bottom of some cliff. Animators had been the focus of the study, but what were they? Just lesser Necromancers in truth. No Matter, they loved her just the way she was. That was something she had now come to terms with. But even still, There was someone she had to say Merry Christmas to. She had found a nice quiet spot out in the woods behind the pack house. There were trees and thickets off the running paths that she could get lost in. She was on auto pilot. Her mind lost in a memory so long since past while her reflexes focused not tripping in the snow. Laughter filled the whole room, wrapping paper scattered in torn and tattered bits among toys and cloths. Christmas morning In Boston Mass at the Marc residence was a mixed up lot every years. Father was Irish Catholic, while mother was a Heathen. Kota lay sprawled out on the floor holding a sleeping kitten on her stomach. Smell of honey cakes backing in the oven and warm Wazzeil heating on the stove to be mixed with herbs and spices. Da out side on the grill cooking up a rack of lamb and bangers while Murphy tossed a new baseball up in to the air over and over again just talking to his father. Snow crunched under her feet, snapping her out of her day dream for a moment. She could not remember much of the walk though the house, could not remember putting on her coat.She tugged her Jacket tighter around her and bag pulled from hr left shoulder to be shifted to her right. The scenery was nice, a fresh coat of white had fallen to lay in pristine smoothness across the ground. Branches were topped in powered snowflakes. Some falling from time to time making a soft thudding kind of splat when they hit the ground. It was like a lullaby inducing her day dreams to come back once more. The whole school was buzzing, Everyone running around the last day before Christmas vacation handing out gifts to their closest friends. Kota walked with her books hugged in tight against her chest so they would not get knocked out of her hands like they had been so many times over the course of her freshman year. She had no gifts in hand, no cards tucked in to her bag. She was the outcast, the freak and the only one she had was Murphy. Here he came, the foot ball hero himself. Big stack of balloons, a huge Teddy bear and flowers in hand. He had all kinds of gifts in his bag, stuffed animals and his buttoners were laden with little trinkets and money. Girls all smiled as he pasted by. The Football star and the girls wanted to be with. Lisa Winthrup, Head cheerleader, Mega Bitch #1 and Kota's worst enemy stepped up blocking his path. "Those for me! They are beautiful." She was so full of herself. Kota stood there smiling at her brother, shrugging slightly knowing how he felt about Lisa. "No, there for Kota so do you mind. The guys on the Team got them for her.. "NOT" for you." He pushed by her and with some of the team mates behind him handed them over to Kota. "Thanks Murphy, thanks guys." His friends just smiled, she knew they had been talked in to it by her brother. But that did not matter. "Ain't that just sweet girls. The little freak had to have her brother bully his friends in to noticing her and giving her gifts." Murphy just turned around and gave his best smile. "Merry Christmas Lisa, Let me give you your Christmas present. You wanted to go to the inter formal with me... No fucking chance in hell... and so you know. None of the other guys on the team are going to take you either... If they don't want me to break their legs. I don't want them to catch anything from a slut like you." The whole hall busted in to laughter and Lisa Winthrup just stood there stunned before turning and storming off. Everyone laughing and spreading the rumor already.... Thanks to Murphy she had another good Christmas and Yule. Something in the path caught her foot, stumbling to get her footing once more. Dear god she really needed to watch where she was going. Did not take but a few moments longer and she found the perfect spot to settle in for a while. A thick wall of trees blocked the cold wind and their branches served as a little roof letting only in a light glimmer of moonlight. Corners of her lips turned up in to a heartwarming smile. Tugging the lined blanket from her bag first, she cleared a patch of snow to sit on. tugging some ever green branches down to be a layer between snow an cloth. When she was settled, A white set of Candles came free, Digging out a patch of snow to get to the earth below. Each found its resting spot, then followed fresh cut white sage, Holy, Incense two pictures and for the woman a small bottle of rose perfume, for the man a small bear. The woman was Rebecca Marc, Kota's mother. She took her own life 6 years ago after her husband walked out on her. The other picture was of Murphy Marc, murdered two years ago by David O'Donnell, Kota's fiancee. This was Christmas now every year with the family. Her father still alive, living in NY with his new wife who is a year younger then his daughter. While candles were lit and bits of honey cakes were broken in to the earth around them her mind drifted off again, finding a little peace in them. She remembered the Christmas her mother set the kitchen on fire trying to make baked Alaska as dessert. Graduating from high school then collage. Foot ball games and running around after her brother, filling the roll of the tag along kid sister, with out being an annoyance. She stayed there in the cold night air till the candles burned down sipping on a bottle of Irish whiskey.When the candles light flickered out. Hands pushed Earth and snow back over the small shallow hole she had dug covering it all so in time it would become part of th earth around it. "Happy Yule Ma, Merry Christmas Murphy." It was time to go home, get out of the wet cloths and crawl in to bed with the rest of the pack. __________________

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