#legacybitten

[finsterhxgel]

@legacybitten​ send:  “Where are we?” / Juliette  

Juliette leaned over the handrail, ancient stone cold underneath her finger tips. Below her the river Vltava - the Moldova - rolled through early morning air, dark and deep. The Vampire could see her reflection between tired waves, the silhouette of a person she used to be. And that image alone made her remember a moment from weeks ago, Elinor’s voice echoing inside her head. Made vampires would kill for this. Embrace who you are... Had she done that? No. If she could, would she go back to that moment in time? How her life had been then? Juliette shook her head slightly when a voice echoed through her mind. A question upon the wind. Calliope.  Juliette had waited to hear that voice again, through countless nights and countless dreams and now that she heard it, the thing they called her heart squeezed together. Guilt and fear raging within her heart, but Juliette shoved them down - as she had done so many times before. She looked up, and there she was - her heart, her love. Another silhouette in front of the morning fog that lifted up from the river and rolled over the bridge. There on the other side Juliette could see a dome lifting into a sky slowly turning bright, a tower, an entire city waking up. “Prague”, she replied as she turned to Cal fully. “This is the city of Prague. I wanted to see you, I had to see you again.”  A small smile on her face Juliette stepped closer, hands outreached so that Cal could take them - or not. “And I wanted you to show you this city, this place. My brother used to live her”, Juliette bit her lip as the words tumbled out of her mouth too fast and too soon. “We could be happy here, Cal. Far away from everything.

[finsterhxgel]

@legacybitten​ (always accepting) “You’re so beautiful.” 

                                For a moment Juliette simply stares at her, blinks. She still needs to get used to... this. To Calliope saying things like that, to their fingers entwined with each other, as they sit here on this bed - in a school they broke into, on the set of freakin’ Romeo and Juliette - breaking their hearts open, spilling their feelings onto the silky cushions only to put each other back together again.  The bed they are sitting on may be fake, the world out there may be in the process of going crazy, but this warmth, this feeling, her words... This is real.  And not a dream. And while her mind still cannot process this, her heart is already accepting it as the only truth that counts. This is her life, this is what she will fight for. Her cheeks blush as a shy smile creeps over her lips, and she closes her eyes only slightly, shaking her head. “Not as beautiful as you are, Calliope. I should not admit this”, her gaze drips to their hands in her lap, to the red throw away pilllow beside her, anywhere but Calliope’s face, anywhere but these beautiful brown doe eyes. For if she looks too long she will be blinded, by the radiant girl in front of her, by her own emotions that once again dare to overspill...                             “I have spend hours starring at you, before you even noticed me. I never before saw someone so beautiful, so strong. So mesmerizing.”

[legacybred]

“Was this all a game?”

"What? No, I love you, Calliope." Why else would she have continued things after Noah's party? "I wasn't planning on ever going through with my first kill, and I never would have had Cook not decided to kidnap you. We've both killed for each other, how could that be just a game?"

[legacybred]

“It’s way too late. You know, it didn’t have to be this way. But you made your choice.”

Juliette scrubs at her face, they're fighting again, so she wants to keep her tears to herself. She doesn't understand why anyone could choose death over immortality for their loved one. "I didn't mean to turn him." She wanted to give Theo an honorable death, a hunter's death, why didn't it work? "Are you going to pull a silver stake on me this time too?"