Cain Knightlord
03 January 2012 @ 12:18 am
011 Resolutions  
[A: Action; Locked to Housemates]

[Cain is in the front room, carefully taking down the Christmas decorations. He's got a wide smile on his face, even if there's a slightly wistful look in his eyes as he winds up tinsel and packs away baubles.]

[B: Around Town (Open)]

[On the way to the store this morning, Cain was enjoying the crisp weather now that the town was no longer in the grips of a deep freeze. He's kicking a stone idly as he walks, making a game out of trying to land it on a certain spot each time, when he accidentally kicks it a bit too hard.

--SMASH--!!

It's gone right through the window of a nearby building. Maybe that was your house? The shop you work in? Or maybe you just happened to see the incident and want to laugh at the horrified expression on Cain's face?]


[C: Phone (Open)]

New Year is a time for resolutions in a lot of places and, though I've never made them before, I thought I would this time. So... here we go. I resolve to greet everyone I meet here and make new friends, as well as grow closer to the friends I already have. I resolve to help everyone make it through anything this town throws at us, as well as do my part in finding a way home. I resolve to dye my brother's hair pink at least once this year, and I resolve... to have resolve, to keep looking forward and not let anything break me down.

Do any of you have resolutions? Big or small?
 
 
Cain Knightlord
02 December 2011 @ 11:33 pm
009 The Perfect Smile  
[A: Mayfield Elementary School: OPEN!]

[It was important to get back to normal, Cain knew that deep down. Now that he had a new future to obtain, a new goal, he could be patient once more. He couldn't make waves, and he refused to let those who run this place see how much they had hurt him. So he was smiling once more, calm and collected, just as if the nuclear fallout had never happened.

He's sitting in the yard at the lunch break of the elementary school, peering into the sandwiches his drone mother had packed for him and making a face. Waving down the first person - child or teacher, he's not fussy - that he saw, he gave them a wide grin and gestured to the wrapped food.]


...Excuse me, do you like peanut butter? Would you like to trade, by any chance?

[B: Around Town: OPEN!]

[After school, Cain didn't hang around. He didn't want to be away from home any longer than was necessary, and was almost running back through the streets towards the house. Unfortunately, this meant he wasn't really paying attention to where he was going, and in his hurry he tripped over a loose stone on the sidewalk.]

--AHH!

[With a squawk, he went down and all his books went flying from his bag, scattering all around to blow in the wind. Darn.]

[C: 1649 Albright Lane: Locked to Housemates]

[Now with a freshly ripped hole in the knee of his pants (that his drone mother was sure to chide him about later), Cain was rushing in the front door. Red cheeked from the chilly wind and the almost-run home, he looked about eagerly.]

I'm home!

[D: Phone: Locked to his friends (If you have talked to him once, this applies to you!)]

[He still hadn't calmed down inside to really think about the plight of anyone else who had been trapped in that nuclear wasteland. But... this was an important step to regaining normalcy.]

--I know I saw some of you during... Are you all alright?

[E: Phone: Locked to Clark Kent]

[This was the hardest call he had to make, and for a long time he merely sat in silence. He still felt a twist of visceral rage in his gut when he thought of how Clark had helped separate him from Abel, but he couldn't be seen to be holding a grudge. And so eventually he speaks, voice contrite.]

Mr. Kent, it's... Cain. I'm really sorry for how I acted, I know you... You were only doing what Abel asked to try and keep me safe and I... I'm so sorry. My behaviour was shameful towards anyone, let alone a friend, I hope... you can forgive me.
 
 
Cain Knightlord
28 November 2011 @ 05:23 pm
008 I am you and you are me  
[A: Open to All; wandering around Bombfield.]

[Cain had tried desperately to keep his eyes open, the endurance of a clone and the fearful adrenaline from the situation helping with that. But at the end of the day, he was still only a ten year old child and he couldn't stay awake for days on end. Eventually, as morning crept over for the third day, he slumped into a corner of the bunker and fell asleep.

Imagine his surprise when he awoke being carried piggy-back style through the ruins by his brother. Abel is stopping every person (WHO ISN'T CARRYING A RATCHET) he comes across, asking them if they've seen Clark Kent anywhere. Could he be stopping you?]


[B: Wherever Clark Kent is; locked to Abel, Cain and Clark]

[Cain is in a numb sort of shock from learning what was happening to his brother, fierce denial rising like bile every time he thinks of it. Abel can't be... dying. His brother is invincible, they are both invincible, designed to withstand the harshest of conditions and-- Cain can't do it without him.

His fingers are clutched into Abel's clothing so tightly that his knuckles are pure white, lost in his thoughts so much that he doesn't even notice they've stopped yet. Brother... brother, no.]


[ooc: Part A is open to all, and replies will come from both Abel and Cain. Part B has a posting order of Clark, Abel, Cain <3]