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Nemesis Heart - R2
[The first time you try to open your eyes, there is nothing but red.]
[Questions bubble up, voiceless:
What will you keep?
What will you change?
What will you do?]
[And then your eyes open.]
[Questions bubble up, voiceless:
What will you keep?
What will you change?
What will you do?]
[And then your eyes open.]
Re: SOMETHING IS HAPPENING,
What is that?
Re: SOMETHING IS HAPPENING,
[Then, more hesitatnt, at the sound of wings:]
...angels...?
Re: SOMETHING IS HAPPENING,
It is rhomboid and red and makes your eyes hurt to look at it too long, and your stomach drops to look at it, your knees shaking.
You can stand and fight--you can turn and run--it doesn't matter. It swallows you into itself all the same, absorbing you with blazing, searing red.
But of course this happened. You aren't good enough to have done better. You're weak. You're worthless. This is what you deserve.
And you burn from the inside out.]
1/2
[The getting scooped up when he turns to run, the burning from the inside out, the sickening pulse of not-good-enough that thrums through him]
[He's lost in it for a long few moments, swallowed whole by it, consumed by the razor-sharp knowledge that he's just as worthless as he knew he was, all along]
2/2
[He toggles on Buddy Bond, if it's there for him to use. Even if it isn't, he presses out with the conviction - a single success, bracketed by failures - that although this might be right for him, is right for him, it's wrong, if it's hers. It doesn't belong here]
[She doesn't deserve it here]
Re: 2/2
[anyway, at some point, this]