#convo:zuri

[emmaxdarling]

@zurxworkneh​

The waterfront bustled with tourists as they meandered up and down the boardwalk, there was a part of Emma who often wished that she could experience the world with a pair of fresh eyes. But she’d walked this earth for almost four centuries now and had seen the rise and fall of revolutions and regimes. She wondered where it was that she fit into it all, there was a time where the vampire inserted herself into conflict and protests - she was a suffragette, an army nurse, and even a wife. Corinth felt like the place where she could reinvent herself again though after living so many lived already she wondered what would be left of her if she kept starting over. 

Potent magic filled the air around her, she’d been hunted by a fury once when she was young. She’d been foolish, violent, and reckless. But she also wasn’t that person anymore. It seemed a shame to travel halfway around the world just to be cut down now, but maybe that was what the Greeks were so fond of referring to as fate. Emma didn’t look at the fury just yet, she simply asked, “Are you here to kill me?”

[virajxsoteira]

@zurxworkneh​

The smell of the salt off of the sea, the taste of Paris’ blood - given willingly - still on Viraj’s tongue. There was nothing better than a life on the waves, a life that the vampire idly wished would never end. He was free of his connection to talismans to protect him from the sun, the incubus below deck had seen to that for him. “Won’t be long now,” Viraj smiled as he joined Zuri in the crow’s nest, offering her his bottle of rum as he took a seat in the narrow space. “we’re only a couple days from Tortuga.” Though he didn’t need to tell their navigator that. “Anyone waiting for you?”

[atlasxrose]

@zurxworkneh​

Apparently riding a dragon was easier said than done, Atlas had plummeted some hundreds of feet from the sky and hit the earth and woke up immediately in the Underworld. The empty realm of dust and sorrow was punctuated with cruel peaks, formidable monsters, and Hades’ looming palace in the furthest and most unreachable part. Adjacent to Elysium’s golden meadows. Divided by the great rivers of the Underworld, some led to paradise, others led to damnation, and others led to a mindless eternity that stretched on forever. Atlas had been here many times over the last year, such was the nature of a young fury consumed by a righteous need to seek out those Alecto deemed fit to feel her wrath. 

It was here that her power was most palpable, Atlas could feel it entering his body through the distant gates of Tartarus where the Erinyes held dominion over their prisoners. It flowed through him and refilled his form with strength, but while he recovered, there was nothing but time. Time to wait, and time to explore. He wandered a fissure and spotted another of his kind, “What are you in for?”