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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 26, 2015 22:37:56 GMT
It wasn’t easy, hiding a pregnancy, but it was easier with friends helping her and her pretending she was sick, while still working. With cloth always covering her middle, Aurora managed to fool her friends. And really there was not much she had to hide anyway. It was her little boy that gave her the biggest problems. She had to tell him what was up, but he was so young. She didn’t want to scare him into not saying anything to anyone. It would be the easiest way, she knew, but in that case easy was wrong, too.
Aurora sat on one of the beds, a blanket she was repairing on her legs, covering her belly as well. She hadn’t expected Bellamy to come home just yet. He was meant to be in the Library, filling this curious little head of his with more knowledge. She loved how easy he was, how greedy for knowledge he was, greedy enough to be sent to the library, where he could spend hours lost in books of various kinds. The mother looked up as her son came in. He had something for her? How?
“Bellamy, come here.” She said, wanting to give him the hug she tended to give him when he came home. “What do you have?” Hopefully nothing bad. She couldn’t deal with a situation like that at the moment, but usually Bellamy was a good boy. It couldn’t be bad.
Bellamy Blake
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 26, 2015 1:58:03 GMT
Aurora sat on the floor in the dark bedroom. She was hugging her knees to her chest, as she cried. Time was nothing to her in the moment, time was completely pointless. She had just kicked out her son after he told her he was about to kill himself. And then there was Marcus. This culling thing, that was the idea of the council, their idea. And it was in their power to stop it. They didn’t need this. They should stand as a unit and find a solution for everyone, not sacrifice people, who thought, misguidedly, that this was the solution for this. There was o solution. This couldn’t be the solution, they couldn’t take her boy. How could Marcus let that happen? How could he not stop this? He was stopping this, right?
What if he wasn’t? Her boy was dying. Aurora wondered if she should go through with what she initially thought, but she couldn’t bear the thought of the family falling apart further. It was bad enough that they lost their son, their future. They might as well join the culling, too. Their family was over anyway. Maybe that was it. Maybe she should volunteer herself. Really, Marcus was the one they needed, not her. Maybe that was what it took. Aurora pulled off her wedding ring. She looked at it, pondering over the thought, over the pros and cons of that possibility.
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 26, 2015 1:40:35 GMT
“Sadly your Dad can’t make oxygen magically appear.” Back when he was a baby, she could have told him that. She could have told him all would be well because his dad was watching over him and his dad was great and good at watching over people and he watched over everyone, but especially Bellamy, but now things were different. Bellamy was a grown man, the illusions were long since gone. Aurora stroked her sons cheeks. Her heart still felt heavy, but what was she supposed to do? Her son was about to kill himself and he spoke of faith in this impossible quest. The future was impossible on the Ark. The limited resources would only last so long. She had felt that before in her life, but now she knew things were worse than she tried to make herself belief all this time.
“Please don’t ask me to believe in something that’s about to take the most important person in my life away. I can’t do that, Bellamy. There is… I won’t be able to have faith in anything, when this kills my son, my only child.” Aurora felt the tears in her eyes again. She felt so hopeless right now. There was no chance of hope without their son. “Don’t ask that of me, Bellamy, please. Please don't ask me to have hope. I can't hope in anything. What am I supposed to have hope in? You're our future.”
Bellamy Blake
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 25, 2015 22:56:25 GMT
“But there is no future to secure.” Aurora had been a silent watcher on the sidelines, but the desperation, the struggles of the council weighing down her husband specifically, but the others as well, was not lost on her. She was the one close enough to hear him call out in his sleep or move in distress. She was close enough and privileged enough to be allowed to see the status of the 100 and she was close enough to know that the window for saving the Ark had long since passed. Not the way they were claiming it could be saved. Aurora drew back fully. She placed both hands on his cheeks.
“Can’t you see? They are grasping at straws. They’re afraid earth is not survivable, but what choice do we have? The culling is wrong. We are sending people to die for what? A few weeks more of oxygen for the rest of us? And then? Do you see mechanics out there? Do you see anyone working on the leaks?” No, because they hadn’t heeded the warning in time. They had decided to ignore the problem at hand in order to take care of their integrity. She blamed Jaha. Now more than ever. “We will run out of oxygen eventually, there is no way around this, Bellamy. It’ll just prolong it. This is pointless, my boy. You don’t have to do this. Nobody should. We will die anyway.”
Bellamy Blake
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 25, 2015 21:59:00 GMT
His tone was so very clear to read that moment. He was pissed, cold, he didn’t expect her to be here. The two of them were really broken up, but Auroras hormones would not let her leave now. She felt her anger grow and her body desire closeness to someone. She loved him, she would probably love him for a very long time, if not forever. She had done this so he could fulfill his dreams, but Aurora had not anticipated she had signed up for a break up and on top of it for them to stop being in each others lives, but she needed to be there for her child – who else would be? And she had wanted to do that anyway, for different reasons once upon a time.
“You’re a right Sherlock Holmes, aren’t you?” Aurora replied. “But it appears I have to go all this way in order to even talk to you these days and something tells me, that me ambushing you like that was actually the only way you would talk to me. If you intend to actually talk to me.” Which she highly doubted. Somehow she had the feeling this would not be pleasant at all. “I would think I’d deserve at least a damn explanation why you left and why you won’t even look at me or speak to me or never even spoke to me. You know I idolized you before I fell in love with you. That idol fell very hard, Marcus. I would have never expected you to … “ She had to break off, knowing if she continued she would break into a rage and make him a scene in the middle of the damn hallway.
Marcus Kane
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 25, 2015 21:24:56 GMT
He was not pushing her away, instead he came to hug her. Aurora hugged him back. She needed to speak to him one last time, though she also needed to try to stop him one last time, but stay strong. She kept repeating Veras words over and over and over in her head. She was their spiritual leaders and in this case she was leading Aurora, as she placed the bag on the floor and hugged Bellamy, listening to his word. She just held her son for a long time, as her tears started to fall and soak his shirt. Well, could he blame her? She was already mourning and nothing would change that anytime soon. It would only get worse.
“Please don’t go through with this. The people here need you. Look around you. Abbys daughter, Jahas son, they were all sent down with the 100. They are most likely dead. The other council members either had no kid or they, too are dead. You are the only remaining child of a council member and now want to die, too. Who are the people supposed to look to? The next generation of leaders is gone. The people need you alive. If the current council is no more, they will need you, Bellamy. We need you:” Aurora knew she was hoping against logic and hope. Bellamy was as stubborn as his two parents and grandmother combined.
Bellamy Blake
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 25, 2015 20:16:23 GMT
To save the Ark. Like hell anyone here was saving anyone. They sent kids down. What good should 300 deaths do? Save them tiny amounts of oxygen, but it was not enough time to repair the damn ship. The thing was lost before it started. It was time for even the damn council to realize that, though they were still trying to save everything. Aurora knew her husband was desperately trying to do so, but there was still the fact that this would be just water on a hot stone: Completely useless. Aurora had no say in any of that, but she wanted Marcus to stop this insanity and save their son. If not for Bellamy or her then for himself. They couldn’t recover from that.
Hours passed in which Vera and Marcus talked to her. It took a lot of persuasion for her mother in law to make her approach her son again. In all honesty it was Veras input that worked more on her. She approached her son, a bag in her hand as she let herself into his little dwelling. “Bellamy?” She questioned. She barely knew what to do around him, she was going by what Vera, the so very spiritual Vera had told her to do. Maybe he wanted her to leave after all, but she had to say it, the travelers blessing, if he wanted it, so if he wanted her to leave, he would have heard it. “In peace, may you leave this shore. In love, may you find the next. Safe passage on your travels, until our final journey to the ground. May we meet again.”
Bellamy Blake
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 25, 2015 0:50:14 GMT
Aurora was fighting. She was fighting the tears of anger and desperation. She was going to lose her son. He was going to kill himself and all because of this stupid idea to initiate a culling that would help no one!! This was what happened. Now they were paying the price. Every single child of the council members was either dead or about to be killed. THIS was their price and it appeared that there would be one more. One more who would be dead. One more who had the nerve to touch her. Aurora spun around on her heels, glaring at her son.
“You made your decision, Bellamy!” Aurora said at him, voice cold, yet full of emotions, held back anger and pain. What did he expect? He came in here telling her he would kill himself and there was no way for her to chance his decision, now he had to live with the consequences of that decision. And the consequences included his mother not being willing to speak to him anymore. He was killing himself. He was taking her sons life, what did he expect? He was putting this burden on his father. She had to speak to Marcus, to stop this madness, yet this wound would not heal for a while. “You made the decision to kill my son, so you have to live with that now. You are putting your death on your fathers conscience. What did you expect? A reward? No. Go. There is nothing else to say anymore, Bellamy.” Aurora turned around again, though she stopped. She stopped, because her anger was not only for him, but for Marcus, too. “And if you happen to see your father on the way, tell him to not expect to find anyone here.”
Bellamy Blake
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 24, 2015 23:01:52 GMT
For Aurora the pain was familiar and shockingly unique as well. It was unbearable. How could he do this? They had fought so hard, had been willing to give up so much for him. They had settled to have just one kid, this one beloved child and now he stood there before here, telling her he was about to kill himself. For what? The Arks misguided attempt to safe what was unsolvable? She couldn’t believe it. And apparently he had spoken to his father and he was still determined. How could Marcus let this happen? How could he not stop his son? Or the culling? How could he think things would ever be the same again? His life would forever be on Marcus’ conscience. How could Bellamy do that to him? To her? To his grandmother. Grandmother were not supposed to see their grandkids die. Never.
Aurora turned away from him. He had made up his mind, but so did she. She would NOT watch him die. He could not expect her to stand by idly and watch her son die. He could not expect her to be okay wit this, neither of them could honestly expect that of her. And she wasn’t going to do this. She felt her heart break, at least it was worse than when she almost lost Marcus for good before they decided to take a chance. She felt the tears, but hell she knew how stubborn both were, how stubborn she was. Marcus had to stop this madness. What good did it do anyway? No. She wouldn’t allow this. And she would certainly not allow him to see her tears.
“Get out.”
Bellamy Blake
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 24, 2015 21:49:38 GMT
It had been years since he asked her to read him from the book. He was so much younger then, he was sick then, too. I was so long ago. Aurora felt the uneasy feeling in her stomach only grow. Something was wrong and she couldn’t help but anticipate something bad. He wouldn’t ask for something that was comforting in his childhood, if he didn’t need it and if he needed it. Something was up. With everything happening on the Ark, Aurora felt fear, but only for a moment. And the fear only intensified as her son hugged her. This was not unusual, but the combination of things just intensified the fear as she held her son for a bit. What the hell was going on.
“Bellamy, what is it?” She asked, still holding him. She couldn’t have anticipated his next words. The culling. Of course Aurora had heard of it as her husband was directly involved and it was a burden on him, even though he tried to hide it. Now, though their son had volunteered for the culling. It felt like the feeling of fear exploded in her. The pain intensified and turned into anger. How dare he? What the hell was he thinking? Was he thinking at all? Did he have any idea what this would do. He would die.
“No. Tell me you are lying Bellamy.” She demanded. “Tell me you are making a stupid joke. How… how DARE you? Does Marcus know?” She asked him. What the hell was wrong with him? They had given everything for him and he was doing this? He was putting his life on his father’s conscience, when it was heavy enough already. “You are not going through with this, Bellamy. Do you understand? You will not do this.” The anger was so heavy in her heart then. Anger at Bellamy and his stupidity and anger at Marcus. This wouldn't happen. She wouldn't let it.
Bellamy Blake
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 24, 2015 2:04:26 GMT
Aurora was sitting at the table, fixing one of Marcus’s shirt when she heard the door open. She was keeping herself busy, trying not to think of the many lives lost already and the more they would lose, trying to save a lot more. Had it not been for her family, her precious son and her husband, she would have been the first in line to give her life for others. She would have given her life for a second child, had that ever been an option with the kid being allowed to live, instead things just played out the way they did, they lived by the rules and Aurora tried to keep up the illusion of actually doing something worthwhile.
“Bellamy.” She said as she turned to her son. The entire way he carried himself, tipped her off to something not being quite right. Aurora placed her husbands shirt back on the table to get up and go to her son. His words stopped her from reaching out to him, her instincts screaming at her that something was majorly wrong. Why would he need that stupid book now? This was not Bellamy. He used to cling to these stories in times of fear, not… Was he afraid? No, surely he couldn’t be afraid. “What… Bellamy Blake Kane, what is going on? You know I still have the book. I would never give it away!”
Bellamy Blake
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 24, 2015 1:45:43 GMT
They warned her of heightened hormones. Usually they just made her sick of the food they were given, of the little food she had access to in the canteen, with her new work. Aurora mostly kept to herself these days as she had unfortunate timing when going to get food with either Kane being there. She didn’t want to look at either of them. She didn’t want to see their looks, stares, though she wasn’t sure there were stares, she had made a point at not looking at the two of them. She couldn’t. Being left was one thing, being left after having done everything in her power to give him an incentive to stay was another thing, at least in her eyes.
Though today, as she felt nauseated by everything and she saw him once more in the halls, she felt herself grow angry. She was here, carrying his kid, having given him a way out. It was her own fault, but she had wanted the kid. She had wanted to be a mother, how could she blame any of that on him? Well they had warned her of losing her head. It was a possibility. She had known this. But suddenly she felt this overpowering anger at him. Aurora made her way to his quarters. She had heard of him working, so she waited there, in front of his door, the baby fluttering inside her belly, anger raging within her. Finally she heard familiar footsteps – hell she still recognized those!
“Marcus.”
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 24, 2015 0:41:44 GMT
“That little boy has a name!” Aurora snapped as his tone was not lost on her. He came in here, actually entered her apartment as if he still belonged here. He had, once. Once he had belonged into her apartment, he had belonged to her, but that was a long time ago… actually not that long ago if she looked at her small daughter. Aurora knew she could always fall back into him, if she allowed herself to. But luckily things were very different now. She had her two children to think about. She had to be strong for them, had to think what it would mean for them, especially for Bellamy, if she would just allow him to waltz back into their lives like he still belonged there. He didn’t. Not anymore. He had no business with them anymore. He had every chance he could have. She had done so much to give him the freedom he needed, hoping that would be enough to make him stay with them, but it wasn’t.
“You come into my house, use your privileged authority to basically break in, without my consent and then you speak to me about this not looking very good. I am well aware of the situation. I am well aware of the price I pay for being a single mother every day and the price I will continue to pay. Do you want to tell people of her? Go ahead. Tell everyone of my second child, then. You know what will happen if people find out.” She wouldn’t even consider telling them of his involvement in her second pregnancy. It was bad enough that this would result in her death. “What are you asking? He reminds you of you? Are you even remotely surprised about that? Of course Bellamy reminds you of yourself!!”
Marcus Kane
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 22, 2015 23:07:08 GMT
Aurora initially only focused on calming her daughter. That was until she noticed where the hell Marcus stood. Anyone passing by in the hallway could look inside if they wanted, even guards and then everything would be over. Even now it was most likely to be the case. She couldn’t imagine him straying from the rules far enough to let her live. Not for that. She had a second child. Bellamy himself was only possible through a trick, now she had a second child and she would refuse to lie about Octavia if asked. Still she had to do something. Aurora placed Octavia in Bellamys bed. She put the blanket over her, hoping her big brothers scent would help her rest and calm. Finally she gave her one of the stuffed animals. Then she went to him. Aurora pulled him inside, not carefully but quite forcefully. She closed the door behind him and leaned against it.
“What do you want?” she asked again. This time she was calmer, but her voice was shaking out of fear. She didn’t regret having her daughter, but now she was afraid, not for her own life, but for her children. She gave them her all. What if that would not be enough? They were so small. What was she supposed to do? He could make their lives so much harder now. “Why are you here? You’re not coming without a reason.” Once upon a time Aurora could have said the reason was her, but now she knew it wasn’t, it couldn’t be.
Marcus Kane
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Post by Aurora Blake on Nov 22, 2015 22:04:57 GMT
Aurora was done with her work quickly that day. She had no reason to do much, but she wanted to do something. As a mother to be she had given up her initial job and worked as a seamstress, which she learned from her grandmother. It was easier while having a young child at home. It kept her husbands back free and gave their son security. It was the best they could do. Both of them knew everything would be okay at home as long as she was there. Though Aurora wasn’t cut out for life on Alpha Station.
She wandered, often, to meet people she loved and cared about on factory. Sometimes she took food with her, gave it to those in need as she didn’t have to worry about it at all with her husband and her son. She didn’t need much, she was used to handling it all carefully, to rationing it. It was what she did. Today, though, she had made plenty. Sometimes the family just had to get together, to eat together, be happy together and remember together. Vera helped as well. In the future that would probably change as well as Vera didn’t exactly get any younger and Aurora was preparing – and therefore saving – in order to make sure she would be as happy as she was now even when she grew old and weak.
The two women were just placing the food on the table when the door opened, revealing her disheveled son. Very disheveled. Versa reaction was faster than hers. She giggled at the state of her grandson. Aurora herself could barely contain a giggle. “Marcus! Bellamy is here.” And hell she was curious to see if Marcus would notice or mention anything to Bellamy. “So, you haven’t come from work, Bellamy. Sit down.”
Marcus Kane
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