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Without LoveHiro couldn't speak or utter a word, too distracted by the bitter taste on his tongue as well as her salted tears. He wanted to wipe them away, but his hands-- He shoved the excuse aside, his hand abandoned his ribs.
She didn't flinch when a bloodied hand followed the waterfalls of her tears, intent to erase them if he could, leaving a residue of blood behind. He would have apologized, if his hand werent clamped over his mouth. Another coughing fit emerged, his blood spitting through the stronghold of his fingers as he leaned forward to draw her closer.
When Happiness Doesn't WorkHiro moved to grab the gauze to wrap his wounds again. He waited too long to consider it once he returned to the office. A painful sting slapped him across his ribs, his left hand moving to hold himself together, to keep from crying out. He fell to his knees before his opposite hand covered his mouth.
He didn't think his injuries were too serious; he thought wrong. His body could endure a number of assaults, but it wasn't enough. Crimson spilled through the thin spaces in between his fingers, dripping onto the floor as harsh coughs escaped his lips.
Can't Get EnoughHiro survived another coughing fit, unsure of how much longer he could fight the pain inside. Both mental and physical. He nudged her a little, but she held onto his face, holding his cheeks as if it was the only thing she could do. His ribs pressed against his skin, as if wanting to get out.
He pushed it back, replacing it with another fit of coughs. "G-Go..." He lifted the bottom part of his hand a little, so his words wouldn't muffle. "G-Go...t-t-the...Eli-x-xir " His hand moved her shoulder again, urging her to let go and retrieve the healing potion.
When the Lights Go Out'How can you need me, if you say keeping me away will protect me?' He blinked at her, a wordless response. He kept his hand over his mouth, but if he didn't seek medical treatment, he wasn't sure how much longer he'd last before bleeding out.
He bowed his head for a moment, looking for the gauze he had knocked over. Mitexi urged him to look at her again; he couldnt refuse to -- an unconscious movement. He didn't know what to say, suppressing the coughs that threatened to surface, his body shaking each time one attempted to break free.
Narrative OC MemeI. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them:
1. Hiro : Leading male protagonist in Broken Requiem, main antagonist in Two People, One Heart, Mary-Sue hunter, 18 years old, suffers from insomnia and grew up in an abusive family. My pride and joy~
2. Trinity : First female character created after Hiro, has a minor role in TPOH, ex-yakuza, fugitive with a heart of ice and tongue of fire, 17, possesses an extreme distaste for men, ironically falls in love. XD
3. Artemis Kaide : 19, time traveler, orphan, accomplished pianist, socially inept, prefers to be called Kaide.
4. Aurora Kaya Matsuo : typical runaway princess, studied the ways of the ninja, 17, partners with a sniper named Tobias, spunky, slight liability, has a twin sister (younger), created from Ragnarok Online.
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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