veryberryjane:
[ 🗿] my muse approaches your muse terrified and covered in dirt. || @carocomaro
Jay started her day with an unfortunate familiar feeling deep within her chest: the sorrow of death. News hadn’t broke yet, but with a pain this heavy Jay knew something terrible was on the horizon. It would have been easy to stay home and avoid any rampage the city had brewing, but even with the heavy feeling of impending loss swelling in her chest— she had things to do. Jay had clients to meet and there was no pause button for justice.
As she marched into downtown it became increasingly clear why the sense of death was so strong with her this morning… the city block she was approaching was in utter chaos. Jay’s eyes brimmed with tears as she was picking up on everybody’s fear and sorrow surrounding her. She tried to push other’s emotions away, focusing on her own, so she could maybe be of assistance. That’s when she saw a familiar face approaching her, Carolyn, and Jay instantly picked up on her fear. It caused her stomach to sink and her heart rate to increase, “Carolyn?” She approached keeping her tone soft and even, “Are you hurt?“
What had started out as a normal day with her sister had quickly went wrong. In the center of it all, seemed to be the nice boy she had befriended days earlier. As Carolyn walked deeper into the city, her curiosity leading her into the center of it all even though her senses told her to run the other way. Carolyn wasn’t the kind of mutant that could fight against...this. What had happened? Why was this happening? She could feel the screams and pleas of Mother Earth that went unnoticed to most, as the grass at the Fabray was burned to a crisp...as the few trees in Chicago were flattened by falling debris...as the smoke affected the oxygen...ever since Carolyn’s first brush with death, she had been closely linked to the planet. She felt the planet’s sorrow for all the dead bodies scattering the ground, too. The sorrow at the fact that humans could hurt the planet as much as they wanted, but the planet still loved them. Still mourned them. Tears fell down her cheeks as she walked, slowly, fright in each step. She felt weak, she felt sad, she felt scared.
Suddenly, there was an explosion. She couldn’t run. She was too slow, made weak by Mother Earth’s cries. What happened next was a blur. Carolyn fell to the ground, her head bleeding and heavy. The last thing she saw was her sister running away. She couldn’t even call out. She just fell. She laid there for just a moment, her breath coming to an end...and then, the blood covered tar opened up in a great explosion of dirt and earth and roots. The planet gobbled up Carolyn, and Mother Earth took her into her arms once more.
Reviving the second time was much faster than the first, Carolyn noted, as no more than fifteen minutes later she erupted from the ground in an explosion of root and vines...covered in dirt and dripping with silver, sparkling life force that might seem invisible to others. This was her second brush with death, and Carolyn still wasn’t sure why it never took her...she supposed Mother Earth was on her side.
But...where was Marina? She ran wildly even with her dizzy head, looking and calling out to her, when she ran into a familiar, soft, comforting presence. “Hurt? No...no. I’m okay...I’m fine...” she coughed up dirt, ignoring the weakness in her bones and the pounding sorrow in her head. “My sister. Have you seen my sister? She...” Carolyn pointed to her wild red flames, at a loss for words as she crumpled to her knees in a pain that was her own and that also was not. Her connection to the planet felt stronger than ever now. More trees on fire. More smoke in the air. More death. The pain in her heart felt like a heart attack. “Are you...okay?” Even with her own pain, it felt polite to ask.
