thevoidsdarkhorse | Heart Game (Continued)

Heart Game (Continued)

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N-no, stop, stop it! Stop it, you're not used to the Void, stop it, you idiot!

[squirming to get safely within their midst when and if she can, blinking at the white ones in dazed confusion

what a rabbit might feel when pinned by a wolf, only to be inexplicably saved by a hunter's arrow hitting the wolf between the eyes]

[The white ones keeping pulling away the black ones, though they seem disinclined to actually do REAL harm, but yeah, they're not letting go.]

[Another one is scooping up Hydra to carry her away.]

Going through it, yes but... not the things themselves.

I have had... bad things happen as well, and it has been difficult to stay myself, or rather, I could not show myself. But I still had it with me, and without it I do not know what kind of person I would be. There are things I wish had not come to pass but as I am right now, I do not regret it happening.

[ He will just give more teary hugs, concentrating on pouring every ounce of his feelings into them, into everything around them. ]

Used to it or not, like hell I'm going to let you carry this burden alone!

[hands shhhhaking now boy this is miserable]

That's the point! You're not doing this alone, and-- you never were!

[no real harm is good

after all, it's nothing personal

being carried away!!]

Ah....thank you. Will they be all right?

[WHY YOU ASK THE AWKWARD QUESTIONS, DREAMER.]

[H-how about we get you home, yes, this is good.]

[because hydra is awkwardly blunt

also rude don't ignore me]

....I hope they will be, for a little while at least. They were just hungry.

['His' cube has gone and attached to that Tiamat-with-black one.]

[The bonds to the other cubes are strengthening, but they're still weak, flickering. It's harder to get her to make someone else her 'hope' without their consent, unfortunately.]

[The the connection she has to his and the other are stronger, and the cubes of her friends are repairing themselves somewhat.]

[There is also a light on the floor below them. It looks almost like some stylized feather.]

...

[She gestures for him to approach the throne.]

[ He lifts his head to glance toward that light. ]

What's that?

[Return to void return to void return to void wouldn't it be wonderful?]

S....stop! Please, I don't...

[She grabs his arms, tight.]

Just...just stop, please, I don't want to lose anyone else!

[does so, quietly]

...Hope.

It's...it's been out for a few days now.

[Yes.]

[Yes they were.]

[Safety first, little dreamer. Perhaps it is time to explain.]

I wouldn't say never ... even though I know a couple of those cases are too late to do anything more with for now.

Hm ... can I ask you something though?

[Standing up before she leans forward to kiss his forehead with cold lips.]

[You hate it.]

[It's not as if you don't understand. You know to Jane, it makes no sense, the things you tell her. She's centuries in the past, of course she wouldn't believe you when you tell her how you grew up.]

[About what you've lost.]

[Because to her, it hasn't happened.]

[But it hurts. It still hurts as she denies such basic facts of your life.]

[How she treats it like it doesn't exist.]

[And it feels like you don't exist]

[Yes please since she's been flying by the seat of her pants

as carrying continues:]

Why did you help me? Aren't you hungry, too?

Since you got back that memory... Is there anything we can do to encourage it?

[Patience, patience.]

[Time fast forwards, you're home, you're safe, helping the Carapacian treat your own injury, and they explains. Explains that there is a difference between Dersites and Prospitans. How you're a 'Dreamer' though the term confuses you, and how a Prospitan must never harm one, but for Dersites it's more just really, really bad form to do so before the start of the end. It's confusing, but you understand a few basic things.]

[When Carapacioans are hungry, they have a harder time controlling themselves, and they're all basically starving.]

[The reason you're protected is because of some role you don't understand and not because it's you and that HURTS more than the teeth did in your skin.]

[And no matter what, you are never completely safe outside your house.]

[Hydra is herself again, and she's in the basement. There's Roxy, only five years old, a bandage wrapped around her leg, and sorting through cans of food with a grim determination.]

What is it?

I...

I need to build something that will stand. That can last.

That's what I do. Work with small, basic things, and...and make it last, be strong.

[depressing shit, that

.....ah, she remembers tiny roxy

so she knows to sit down quietly, put her hands where they can be fully seen, and say, slowly:]

Roxy.

[he... doesn't quite register the ping or the room first, just kind of breathing slowly, because he feels... it feels... so much. he hasn't tried to make anyone understand things about him because of this kind of reasoning. or part of it.

when he looks up he just stares]

FF: The lab? FF: What... happened to the first room?

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