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Post by Maya Vie on Sept 8, 2020 13:03:12 GMT
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Sometimes it was easy to forget she wasn't the only one suffering, that they all had trauma they were struggling to deal with Sure, in her mind hers seemed a lot worse but the true was these people had suffered because of her people. Some days she was cruel to them, other days she was not, but always did she understand why the arkers had done what they had done. Even though knowing it broke her heart every day.
But Bellamy and Clarke they were suffering two, knowing that they had killed hundred of innocent people. And Bellamy... he had been tortured - his blood taken, beaten, watched his friends be murdered, and he had, for a while, been a one man army protecting them and fighting to get them own. He was alone, fighting, trying to hard. Speaking of the devil, there he was. He looked like he was having a bad day, likely haunted by the consequences of what he'd done, hounded by guilt and uncertainty. He hadn't seemed to have noticed her, had his head buried in his hands, no doubt to hide the turmoil on his face. Her heart went out to him.
He carried an unimaginable weight on his shoulders and Maya didn't think anyone really appreciated him or everything he did for them. She did. He had tried, god had he tried to save them all despite Cage's unwillingness to compromise. Glad that they were along in the dining hall, at least for the moment, Maya hugged him from behind, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and holding him tightly, as though that alone could chase away his troubles. "I've got you." She said simply, because she was, she was grateful for him. As though to accentuate her gratitude she used a hand to turn his face toward her and kissed him softly and slowly, letting the moment melt around them.
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Post by Maya Vie on Sept 8, 2020 3:55:57 GMT
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Maya was nervous but she had a job to do. That didn't stop the hesitations or the uncertainties as she scrubbed her arms, her hands, and geared up. All she had to do was draw some blood - simple stuff. Just a few vials so Doctor Griffin could do some tests and make sure it was safe to have him in the mountain. Maya understood what his blood might tell them but her instincts were heavily leaning in the direction of 'don't let him out. ever.'
He frightened her. Just the look of him. Like he had seen things, done things, He had this murderous look to him. Pulling the hazmat helmet on, it hissed as the seals snapped shut, ensuring that no radiated air got in while she was working. And then she left the room and went to his. She knocked before stepping inside, as it was only polite. Though his first words were anything put. She chose to ignore his words and get straight to the point.
"I need to take a sample of your blood." She kept her words simple, tried to keep her voice firm. Maya did not move deeper into the room just yet. Instead she stayed at the door, which was now shut behind her so he could not escape. She knew that the camera was being monitored by various interested parties - Monty, Raven, Clarke. They ere all interested in who this man was, why he was here, and who came with him.
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Post by Maya Vie on Jun 28, 2020 16:09:08 GMT
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Maya was standing at the edge of camp Jaha, or Arkadia, whatever it was called now, she didn't know what thee people called it, all that was known was it didn't feel like home. Maya doubted it every would. After what had happened in the mountain, the eradication of all but two innocent lives after the Arkers had been captured and experimented on, these people didn't accept her. Jasper did: he still adored her, made it known in several ways. But there was only one person that she could relate to - only one person who understood exactly how she felt. And that was Isaiah.
He'd survived the procedure just as she had. He'd been given the bone marrow transplant, whether unwillingly like her or willingly like others. she didn't know but he had done it. It was the only way he was alive and here with her. Just looking up at Mount Weather in the distance bought every painful memory flooding back. All of their fiends had been in there when the area was flooded with radiation. Their family. Their past. Their future. Everything they had ever known was locked within that mountain, which would forever be a tomb. It didn't matter how the Arkers turned the space into their own or how many bodies were removed and buried. It would always be a tomb in here eyes. Haunted by ghosts of the past.
It made her sick to the stomach even think about it. Maya turned away from the gate, unable to stay there a moment longer, and moved through the camp, avoiding everyone that was not Isaiah. She wanted to see him, wanted to reassure herself that he was okay, that he was alive. It was selfish, she knew that, but he was all she had of Mount Weather that was not painful memories. Even days, weeks, months after their people were eradicating, Maya still feared the day she would wake up and learn he had died along with all the others.
She knocked on his bedroom door, the sound soft, almost hesitant, as it always was these days. "Isaiah? Are you there?" She pushed at the door, not waiting for an answer, impatient and desperate to confirm he was alive.
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Post by Maya Vie on Dec 9, 2018 13:57:19 GMT
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Maya walked through the winding corridors in silence, grateful there was no one about to question her being out so late at night. It was well passed midnight and she should have been in her own room, her own bed, sleeping peacefully... but she wanted, needed, to see him - Bellamy - for reason that were entirely her own. Maya and Bellamy had grown close during their time inside Mount Weather.
And they had continued to grow closer after escaping the mountain... after what had happened inside Mount Weather... after her people had tortured his and his had eradicated hers. It was still hard coming to terms with what had happened, and although some days were easier than others, it was getting better. And it was a comfort knowing Bellamy was there on the bad days.
Maya came to a stop at a door that gave no indication that it lead to his room. What if she'd picked the wrong door? Her heart thundered against her breastbone as she questioned whether this was the corrected room, or if it belonged to one of the other Arkers. Her teeth scraped against her lower lip as she held her breath and knocked.
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Post by Maya Vie on Dec 9, 2018 13:12:38 GMT
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Maya felt like she was going up in flames...like she was melting from the inside out as his mouth moved against hers, hard and dominant, taking what he wanted without a care for who might stumble upon them. She was trapped between him and the wall; the contrasting heat of his body and the coldness of the wall making her heartbeats quicken and her blood run light lava through her veins. She was trapped... and she didn't even care.
She moaned into the kiss when his teeth caught her lip, and again when his hand fisted in her darkened locks. Every touch, every taste, was a new sensation to her, making her putty in his hands, all too innocent, all too willing. At least... until the heat of his palm touched the skin of her back without fabric acting as a barrier. That was when she pulled away, at least tried to. It was done with hesitation, reluctance, it was as though the parting of their lips was painful. "Dalton... don't... not here."
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Post by Maya Vie on Nov 25, 2018 17:50:28 GMT
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Maya had been anticipating this, had even wanted it, but that didn't stop the surprise from shooting through her when his arm went around her waist and her back his the wall. Her ipod his the floor with a loud clatter as she dropped it, freeing her hands, which went to his chest, palms on him but not pushing him away. Her eyes were closed, when had she closed them?, and her lips parted slightly in a gasp that was muffled by his rough kiss.
A delicious shiver went through her, trembling down her spine as her stomach clenched tight in an emotion she couldn't quite describe. Dalton tasted like alcohol, maybe whiskey, which made her tongue tongue as she licked his lips, making her head swim like she was drunk just from the taste of him. Maya couldn't fight the moan that his kiss invoked. Her fingers curled against his chest, nails dragging against the fabric of his shirt as she balled her fists around it, using it to pull him slightly closer, as though she was afraid he might pull away.
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Post by Maya Vie on Nov 22, 2018 14:56:06 GMT
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She was most certainly bewitched; every little thing he did, his hand lingering on her cheek, leaning in, his lips brushing her nose in that feather light kiss, pulled her further under his spell. Maya could have sworn her heart stopped beating in that instant. She wasn't used to having this kind of attention was was already blushing. Her cheeks were pink, her face felt uncomfortable warm, and her eyes were glued on his mouth as he spoke a one word response.
Why wasn't she pulling away? She should have been putting some distance between her so she could gather her thoughts and composure. Was she even breathing, or had he stolen the air from her lungs also? "What... are you doing?" Her voice was still soft, unsure, but she didn't dare move. Maya didn't know what Dalton's intentions with her eyes or what game he was playing... but she was so very curious.
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Post by Maya Vie on Nov 21, 2018 15:36:33 GMT
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So, he couldn't sleep. Maya hummed in amusement; she supposed that was an acceptable reason for why he was awake at this late hour. Anyone awake at this time was typically up because of work or because they couldn't sleep, so it made sense. But he thoughts came to a grinding halt when he reach out, his fingers finding a lock of her hair and tucking it behind her ear. Her mouth was suddenly dry and there was a lump in her throat. Maya could have sworn she felt her heart skip a beat.
Why did he have this effect on her? It was almost as though he had bewitched her. Maya swallowed hard to dislodge that lump, and then her lips parted slightly so she could lick her lips in nervous habit. There was something about this moment; how he was leaning with an arm against the wall, looking down at her the way he was, his limited words, the way he tucked her hair away, that reminded her of a movie. Wasn't this the part where the two love interests would kiss?
A better question: why was that where her mind was going to? It wasn't like she and Dalton were very close. Neither of them had showed much of an interest in the other. Maya blinked several times, trying to pull herself out of his spell. "...Dalton...?" His name was whispered, as though she didn't want anyone else to hear or see them.
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Post by Maya Vie on Nov 20, 2018 12:54:15 GMT
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There usually wasn't anyone out and about at this time, it was why Mara usually was. It wasn't that she wasn't confident, or antisocial, or avoiding others. It was just easier to get things done when there weren't a dozen conversations happening all around or people asking questions or distracting her. But there was this law her father had told her about... Murphy's Law... and it always came into play when people least expected it. Like right now. The appearance of a voice behind her was startling, making her jump and almost drop her ipod. Maya whipped around to face whomever it was, relaxing and releasing a breath when she saw it was Dalton.
"Something like that." She replied with a small smile. Dalton wasn't someone Maya had ever spent extended periods of time with. He had a bit of a reputation; a bad boy, a ladies man. Not the kind of person she'd give her heart to. But he'd always been nice to her. She liked him. And okay, yeah, she was a teenage female and he was very attractive, no one would deny that. He had an advantage. But there was something about his stance, how he rested an arm on the wall, watching her at a distance, that made her a little nervous as well as... concerned. Even so, she took a stride toward him. "What about you? What's got you out at this late hour?"
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Post by Maya Vie on Nov 19, 2018 15:03:25 GMT
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Post by Maya Vie on Nov 17, 2018 15:25:41 GMT
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Post by Maya Vie on Nov 17, 2018 15:25:02 GMT
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Post by Maya Vie on Nov 15, 2018 12:08:48 GMT
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45. My muse commits murder to save yours. i am feeling so small
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Maya couldn't breath, she couldn't move. All she could do was stand there, staring in horror, gasping from breath as she started to hyperventilate, with tears threatening to fall from her eyes. The gun in her hands felt like it weighed a tonne, like it was about to become to heavy to carry, but she kept it trained on the persons in front of here. Monty, her friends, someone that had always been kind, had been captured by one of the guards. He was being taken way to be experimented on, t have his bone marrow extracted.
She couldn't let that happen... but was she ready to someone she knew, someone she had known for years, one of her own people, to save him? "Please stop." She said softly, her voice trembling just like her hands. In fact, every part of her was shaking right now. She was terrified, fr herself, for Monty, for Bellamy, for all of the forty-seven. She wasn't the fighter. She wasn't the revolutionary. She wasn't a killer. But she had to do something, she couldn't let him die. What her people were doing was wrong.
"Just... just let him go, please!" She was begging now, shamelessly, the shake in her arms stronger, threatening to be her undoing. Jackson, that was the name of the guard hauling Monty to the restricted level... where horror awaited. She knew him well; he had a family, a mother, a brother, a wife, a child. He was a good man. But he wasn't listening. He wasn't taking the threat seriously. "Jackson, please!" Maya demanded this time, her voice louder, threatening to draw the attention of other guards. This couldn't do on or they'd all be caught, and then this would have been for nothing.
"Stop!" She squeezed the trigger, the kickback of the weapon threatening to knock her from her feet. In that moment the world cam crashing down around her. Jackson hit the ground, his life ended, and Monty was saved. But at what cost? Maya broke down, her hyperventilating picking up a notch until she could hardly breath, the tears cascading down her cheeks. She was a murderer. She'd made his wife a widow, his children fatherless. "Oh god," she whimpered. "Oh god, oh god, I killed him. Oh god."
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Post by Maya Vie on Nov 15, 2018 7:25:45 GMT
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Maya found that she couldn't stay miserable in his company, as must as she wanted to. Baron was different from the other sky people. He was kind and comforting, logical but not cruel with his words. He offered a different, happier perspective on the world, he offered an understanding that the majority of others didn't or rather wouldn't. He was willing to understand her misery, to see both sides of the story.
But it hurt to know he'd heard her words spoken time and time again, by others. Maya wanted desperately for the world to be a happier, kinder place, but it wasn't possible. The world was gushing blood day and night, and people never stopped mopping up their pain. How many people had he lost? How many people came to him to lament their grief? Was he always the one to offer encouragement? Did anyone ever comfort him? Those thoughts hurt to have, but she didn't speak them. She didn't want to bring up painful or unhappy memories.
"I know I'm not alone. I have Jasper and Monty. Even Bellamy." She said softly as she looked away from him and down at her feet; she wished the ground would open her up and swallow her. Maya sniffed, sighed hard, and raised a had to wipe the tears in her eyes. "It's just that... I remember everything about them. Their names, their faces, their favorite foods, what their children wanted to be when as they grew up. How do I go on knowing that I'm here... and they're not..." One day she would be okay, she would be able to smile and laugh again, but today was not that day.
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Post by Maya Vie on Nov 11, 2018 15:44:53 GMT
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Maya couldn't stop the tears from flowing like a river. She was in tremendous pain, both physically and mentally, and those that noticed didn't seem to care. Maya had thought that finally the others were staring to accept her but knew now that wasn't so. She had stopped moping, had stopped staring at the mountain with sad eyes, had stopped wishing for a time past. She had finally stared to feel happy again. And now this. It was like the world was now to get her, like it hated her.
She was crying as she walked, well, limped through the camp, toward the one person she knew she could trust implicitly; Baron. The girl was in an awful state. She was bruised and battered, dirty from being thrown around in the mud, with blood staining her lips from where her cheeks had cut on her teeth. No one seemed to care. No one stopped to offer her help. It was painful to think about the awful things her attackers had said, the names they had called her and how they condemned her because of what happened in the mountain without caring that she'd helped save their people.
No amount of pleading had stopped them. And now here she was, the victim of an assault. Maya slumped against the door frame, using it to keep herself upright as she knocked. "Mister Tseng?" She called out to him through the closed door, hoping he was there. It was night time, quite late, and she didn't imagine he would be elsewhere. "Please, please open the door. I... I need your help."
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