The Little Flower

Indie RP Blog for Cassia from the Pompeii Movie. Blog is under construction at the moment.

[xcassia]

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He almost didn’t hear her, the sweet sound of her melodic voice. His body tensed, and as the horse moved from beneath them, he was speechless. It had felt like years since they have been running from all this madness. His breathing hitched, and he looked to her, his mouth opening to speak, but nothing coming out.

He pressed his forehead to her, his eyes closing momentarily before pressing his lips to hers. His eyes opened with a flutter, and he nodded against her. “I…I love you too, Cassia.” It was difficult to breath out, but he knew the feeling inside of him was love. He wasn’t new to the feeling, but it had felt like years since the man had expressed it so much.

He huffed lightly, and turned his attention back to the horse, who seemed to have quicken in speed. He began to wonder how long they would be running, how much more they would have to fight. Only a few days, and he felt as if he had killed more men than a week of a tournament.

That bastard would never leave Cassia alone, he’d never let Milo have her, he knew that much. He could respect that, but nothing else. He was rude, obnoxious, and an all around a psycho path, he would never leave Cassia alone with him again. Ever.

There was only so much the gladiator could do, but he hoped that this was enough. “We should get to some haven soon…Then I can get you something to eat and we can rest.”

[xcassia]

                      He loved her. She was happy to hear that. Her fingers dug more on his armor. Satisfied, she gave a sigh of himself before her eyes fell. Cassia did not live with what he spoke to her. She woke up. Where were they? Confused, she looked around and stepped carefully on the horse when it came to a stop.

                                   She sat with her ​​back against a tree. By the Campfire that they had done, she looked at him long. Deep she was lost in her thoughts. They drifted back to thoughts of the danger Milo went because of her.

                  ''--- As long as I stay with you, they will hunt us. There will be more and more soldiers. They will kill you, Milo. I do not want you to get killed and you gave me your promise not to die ....'' she began, then looked to the camp fire.

                          ''--- ... You could build a new life, far from Pompeii. A woman get to know and fall in love with them. They marry and procreate with her a family. You could work honestly accept, perhaps even learn something. Swordsmith or something else.'' She took her hands in her lap.

[deliverybcy]

  Even with the hand that gently laid upon his arm, he did not stop. His grip was filled was rage, and only when she softly spoke to him, did he turn to face her. The blood had splatter to his face, trickling down his cheeks and down onto his dirtied armor. Her voice was like silk to him, and eased him to a certain level of relief.

He stayed quiet as her lips hit his, tensing slightly under her power. She was trying to give him reassurance, and he knew as well as her that the man had been long gone by now, but Milo believed that he did not deserve to be recognized, even after death. He made sure of that by the guts spewed across the soil and gashes across his face

As their fingers interlocked, he couldn’t help but notice the fear in his eyes, and his brows furrowed, tightening around her soft hands. With a small nod, he put his sword away in one swift movement, bringing the woman close to him before pressing his lips to her forehead,

"We’ll leave…" He said smoothly, pushing a stand of hair behind her ear before making their way back to their horse. Briskly, he got on it, helping Cassia up before making sure she was secure behind him. With a gentle kick, the two were on their way, and on their journey away from Pompeii.

[xcassia]

                                Cassia looked at her feet. Entrails of the dead man lay on the sandy scattered everywhere. For several days they were now on the run. And again and again they found the soldiers. Cassia was tired, exhausted and very hungry. But also very scared. Slowly, she pulled a reality. Was there a common future with her and Milo? Was that the freedom which they both longed for? Forever on the run and in fear? No one trust?

                  Her breathing was fast as he kissed her on the forehead and gave it to her security. She felt safe when she was with him. But she knew that she was his downfall if they continue to stay with him. They would kill him. Without her, he had a better chance to live in freedom. But as he pulled her with him to the horse and they continued to hold his hand, she looked up from the ground back to him.

                   Cassia watched him as he rose to the horse and handed her his hand to help her onto the horse. Shortly she hesitated but took his hand and rose with a sweeping on the horse. Immediately, her arms wrapped around his chest. Her body she pressed to his and held on to him. Where do they go?

                   Her head put it on his shoulder. More and more she pressed herself against him. When they died, they would die together. Her eyes were heavy and hardly open to keep. ''--- Milo ...?'' She said softly. There was also no need to speak louder, she was very close to him. She had never told him, these three words.

                    ''--- I love you ...'' she whispered, clinging to him, for fear of fatigue of the horse to fall, because they could hold out no longer.

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xcassia

{*fans self*}

[xcassia]

*scream loud* Poor Milo T^T

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"Stop! Please Stop Milo!'' she had tears in the eyes. ''What have I done to you?'' {xcassia}

Send me “Stop!” for my muse’s reaction to yours interrupting mine while killing someone.

"Stop!" He screamed back, a certain anger elevated in his tone. "You want me to stop, Cassia? You want me to stop!" Again, he slashed down on the already dead man’s torso, blood gushing out as he hit again. "He was going to kill you, and you want me to stop?" He pulled his sword high up in the air, swinging it down with a sort of melodic wisp, wiping the man’s head clean off, the blood oozing fro, his neck and creating a pool. "He wanted to kill you! It has to be done! It has to be done!" Again, and again, he cut the man’s flesh. "He wanted to take you away from me, and you….And you…You want me to stop…"

[xcassia]

                             Cassia looked at him, startled. Milo had never yelled at. The Blood spattered the only way around. Cassia looked at the dead soldiers on the Milo frantically stabbed and did not stop. He was so upset that he stabbed more and more on the dead man. Only she did not dare before her delicate fingers wrapped the arm with which Milo held his sword. ''--- Look at me.'' She tried to hold him.

            ''--- Milo, look at me.'' She repeated, laying her hand on his cheek. They forced him to look at her. ''-- I'm fine.'' She tried to calm him down. Her forehead put on his and closed her eyes for a moment before she repeated that she was fine. ''-- I am fine.'' Short she pressed her lips to his and stopped for a moment to breath.

                     ''-- He's dead. No one will make it to separate me from you. In this and not even in the next life. Not a time of death can do that, but ...'' her hand went into his and knotted her fingers with his. There was fear in her eyes.

                      ''--- We have to get out of here. There are more soldiers coming and we have to find a safe hiding place in the forest where we can set up camp for the night. We must go. Right now.''

[xcassia]

theladyroslin:

             ''---- Welcome in Pompeii, Milady. I hope you had a good journey?''

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[just-mimimi]

"In the darkness you could hear the crying of women, the wailing of infants and the shouting of men… Some prayed for help. Others wished for death… But still more imagined that there were no Gods left… and that the universe was plunged into eternal darkness." Pliny the Younger A.D. 79

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「 P O M P E I I 」

[just-mimimi]

No warning. No escape.

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Ok so first off, I LITERALLY JUST REACHED 200 AND IDK MAN I’M SUPPER HAPPY NOW, LIKE FOR THE PAST TWO WEEKS I’VE BEEN SO CLOSE, BUT IT ALWAYS SEEMED TO DROP BUT NOW IT’S FINALLY THERE AND I FEEL SO PROUD OF MYSELF! I procrastinated so it’s been like a week or two oOPS

Anyways, Anyways, I’ve met a lot of amazing people on here, and sincerely love each and everyone of you on here, because literally you’re all so welcoming and precious. Who would have thought a series filled with death and just the most messed up shit would be so loving! The fact that I could meet such amazing people under a short amount of time is crazy, and I have this fabulous series to thank.

In all honesty I’m just really thankful for all of you and the fact that there’s actually 200+ people who actually respond to me and reply to my open starters and try to get to know me it’s just so overwhelming. RP is like my escape route from the real world and the fact that you guys just interact with me in general just warms my heart and literally brings me to tears. I’m sorry I’m such a weenie. Anyways, I love you all, some people I truly adore and rp with below the cut c:

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