a cycle of death [sin/carter JB Blitz]
Feb 15, 2021 1:04:05 GMT -5
Post by Tom on Feb 15, 2021 1:04:05 GMT -5
Mortuus.
United through tragedy. A heartbreak in the realization that burns underneath his skin, smelling of a putrid decaying flower. A memory of the ties Carter Laws has to the Mortuus Family. Mitchell's smile and Hyacinth's strength, tied around one another like a cord. Raisa Mortuus and Carter Laws stuck in a loop of death and fate. He still doesn't really know what to do when he's standing outside the same room where death had been for him. A grim reaper along the edges of the joker that stays heavy in his pocket shuffled through a deck of memories. Nico Thorne would have to handle Sin Mortuus in his journey to victory or death.
Part of Carter feels this is his fault. Seeking out Raisa Mortuus to give some fresh herbs to the family, a touch so significantly small, but could have rubbed off Carter's own terrible fate onto another. Except, Sin Mortuus had chosen to be apart of the games. Life and death continuing the cycle around him, reminding Carter Laws of his small place amongst life in Twelve. Aranica would be there. Warmth for the two who needed it the most in the end, death wasn't too kind. Fingers gently tapping a soft knock to the door before he opens it gently. Feet taking him forward before he stares at a boy who resides in the same spot he had once been.
Was he overstepping?
People didn't like him much anymore. Words whispered of why him and what could a kid like Carter Laws have done to deserve a second life. Raisa had reminded him recently of why they're wrong. Nico had given him a reason to feel alive. Aranica had given him a second family who understood the pain he still carries behind his eyes. Gently, he steps closer to a chair before setting himself down and frowning towards Sin Mortuus. Death lingering beneath Carter's breath, a chill against the wound by his ear and chest. His voice breaks through as the memories of residing in the same spot Sin Mortuus was in flash behind his eyes.
Mortuus and Laws.
A cycle of death beneath their fingertips.
"Do you think you can win, Sin?"
A pause for his own heart.
"Or do you want to die?"