Beyond Space & Time

"Y-yeah," Atlas said, wiggling her nose and wincing. It was definitely broken. "You too." She she wiped some of Polarus' blood off of Faava's face, as people all around them began to emerge from the buildings.

"To hell with that," said Atlas, letting the feelings that had been building these last few days overflow as she crouched down on the ground and pashed Faava heavily with her hands in her black mane. A crowd formed and started to cheer for their heroes as they stood up and looked around at a world opening its eyes to a new and better day.

Atlas was tired, but also too wired to rest. She bathed with Faava, and then joined a huge party outside of Polarus' palace. Everyone was rejoicing, women were crying, fireworks filled the air with light and everywhere was rich with the aroma of food. This high of joy was intoxicating. Atlas soaked it all in and rejoiced right along with them. That night, she and Faava shared more joy together and weren't finished until the next day was already dawning. Atlas still didn't sleep. She watched over Faava, now her lover. She had done it again - fall for someone she couldn't have. This was going to be hard, like it always was, but before Atlas parted ways with her she wanted to watch Faava sleep in peace and content.

Atlas snorted but then winced - her nose was still broken after all. "I don't think you could handle it," she teased right back, leaning down and kissing Faava again. Her hand wandered down a little way but then stopped. "But... I don't think I could either. You know I have to go." She smiled sadly. Faava knew that Atlas was an immortal, and staying in one place, watching people she cared about dying, she'd done that twice already in her lifetime and it hurt her to her core.

Atlas sighed. "Yeah, I will. And I'm not going just yet," she said. "We still need to get breakfast. Besides... I do still need a keepsake," she added. She fiddled with her bracelet, and out from under it she pulled another thinner bracelet, with different colour beads on it, about five or six. There was still a lot of space on it. "The people who made me this bracelet knew I'd make friends along the way," she explained. "It's not just my family that makes me. It's the people I meet along the way too. Friends, lovers... I don't want to forget about you, Faava. Can I... Keep you here?" Her eyes were starting to water.

Atlas hugged Faava and whimpered slightly. "Y-yeah, of course." One of the small interconnecting gold beads on her main bracelet had a nifty feature whereby it was bigger on the inside, so within it she had the rest of the beads stored. She pored out a few, and there was a whole rainbow of colours and finishes there. The Radcliffes had prepared her well for this.

"Perfect," replied Atlas, looping it onto the bracelet and then squeezing it. She'd already recorded some of Faava's (non-lewd) moments, but she didn't need to know that. Atlas tidied everything away and then looked at Faava again. All of her... She would regret it if she didn't. Atlas leaned over to kiss Faava again, and it led to the inevitable.

[Why you gotta call it a bang??]
After their final romantic coupling, they washed and dressed and ate a little breakfast. Atlas was feeling bone tired but she kept going anyway. She gave Faava one last hug and then stood back, ready to fly up into the cosmos.

The blood and colour drained from Atlas' face. "G-go inside," she advised Faava, reaching out to pat her arm. "And... Live well. You wonderful person." She didn't want Faava to see this, and for this to be the last thing she remembered of Atlas.

Atlas smiled one last time at Faava, and then it was time to leave this world probably forever. Taking a deep breath, Atlas flew up to Wolfie because seemingly he didn't want to come down to her level. She was slow because she was tired, and her nose really hurt still, but eventually she was up to his level. She couldn't meet his eyes and just looked sheepish in front of him.

Atlas bit the insides of her cheeks and nodded slowly. Oh no... Wolfie had never sounded this angry before.

Atlas whimpered and followed after him with her tail between her legs. She didn't expect any sympathy and here she was not getting any. At least he had come to find her rather than abandon her for her insolence. She deserved this entirely.

Atlas was quite out of breath after having to keep up with Wolfie when she was so exhausted, but the flush on her cheeks when he rounded on her wasn't just because she was straining. She looked at him for a second but was so embarrassed, and so scared of how angry he looked, so she had to avert her gaze again. "N-no," she muttered, then winced as he roughly healed her nose. "Thanks..."