Shrike's Heart (#2)

[idolpro]

The woman before you is beautiful—fair of features, with lovely golden skin and luxurious long black hair, petite. You have the immediate and distinct impression that she's just let go of your hand, and she steps back, and smiles.

It's not quite a happy smile.

"I'm sorry," she says. "There's just nothing I can do, as things are. But the way is there; it just needs to be lit."

You open your mouth—maybe to say something, or to express confusion—but you have to cough, and taste something metallic, spattering black blood onto the ground in front of you. Then you realize—blood seeps from opening wounds in your arms, your chest, your stomach, your face. It rims your eyes and trails from your nose and you feel like you're dissolving—

—and you fall through the ground like it's the surface of a lake, and go down, down, down.

> Wake Up

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[romanticlove]

That's a good idea. I probably shouldn't carry him.

[Just being near him, near the smell of blood, was affecting her. One of the unfortunate 'perks' of being a vampire. It had never become more inconvenient than right now. She takes a shaking breath and rises to her feet once she's sure this girl has him in her arms.]

I didn't introduce myself... I'm - huh?

[She can't remember. It's on the tip of her tongue, but it's just gone.]

[constellationprize]

... What is it?

[ it has her think to introduce her own self, but

who is she? she knows, but her name ...

rather than dwelling on that, she adjusts her grip on the boy, cradling him in both arms as they press onward. ]

Did something happen...?

[romanticlove]

I don't know. Maybe this place did something to make me forget...?

[How could she forget her own name? She had the name she had been given with the help of her unit and then her real name - both were gone. It was like trying to grab the wind, to remember them.

Maybe it would come back to her? She keeps pressing onward with her companion, trying to rack her brains. What was it?]

We should find somewhere for him.

[To likely bury him, unless he was still alive. The smell of blood was heavy, hitting her senses like a ton of bricks. She steps a bit more to the side to avoid being too close to him and letting the scent get to her. It wasn't as if she was injured and needed blood, but it smelled so strong.]

[constellationprize]

I can't ...

[ "remember either," but it goes unsaid as she ends up distracted, eyes scanning for a spot. with her hands bare for the warming weather in tokyo-f, the body feels too far too cold. ]

[handpuppets]

[ the ground here is, at least, not terribly hard, as damp as this region seems to be; there's some farm fields on the other side of the town, as well, where it looks like it's a little firmer but the soil was tilled not too long ago. when this town had a future. there might be a shovel over there, too. ]

[romanticlove]

Mm.

[She finds a spot that's not too far off from where they're traveling. There really are no other options. She knows, instinctively, he's likely dead.]

Here...? [How would they dig? she could try to with the sword but that could damage it and they would be without a weapon (save for her fangs).]

[constellationprize]

Mm. I think...

There's a shovel somewhere here, probably ... And then, Thorn told me -

[ ... ]

. . . By the time we come back, that larger boy... we can put him here too.

[justfuckingtryit]

[Sure enough, it isn't long before Thorn heads over, the man's still body in his arms.]

[constellationprize]

...

[ bites at her lip, grimacing ]

Um - ...

... She found a good spot . . .

[justfuckingtryit]

Do we have a shovel?

[Laying the man on the ground, gentle.]

[romanticlove]

No, all I have is a sword. I don't think there would be one just conveniently near by.

[This is going to be interesting, trying to figure out how to dig a hole.]

[justfuckingtryit]

There's probably something we can use in that village.

[romanticlove]

Would it be safe? These two were attacked so we need to be careful.

[Not that they had a choice.]

[justfuckingtryit]

I know my way around a weapon. I'll be fine.

Just keep an eye on these two, okay?

[constellationprize]

I don't know. I think - ... there should be one here, shouldn't there...?

[ she said it to ren earlier, but she genuinely doesn't know. ]

[justfuckingtryit]

...I don't know.

There might be one in the village.

[constellationprize]

[ nods her head - it occurs to her, finally, that she could set the boy down, so she lays him next to his brother, carefully ]

[justfuckingtryit]

I'll go look.

[He goes- comes back not much later with a shovel and wordlessly starts digging.]

[constellationprize]

[ as he digs, she watches over the bodies idly - in the moment it's all she can do not to think too deeply, but she rubs her hands together hurriedly as if trying to warm them up, with a nervous energy. ]

[justfuckingtryit]

[Eventually, it's deep enough; eventually he sets the shovel to one side.]

...okay. Let's get them in there.

[constellationprize]

... Okay.

[ if not close up, then by the look of her hands as she takes hold of the man, it's clear she's trembling, breath unsteady, but. she's here. ready to do this. ]

[nihilmancy]

[Silently helping to ease them into the grave.]

[constellationprize]

[ sort of, exhaled, ]

. . . Thank you - Sekhmet...

[romanticlove]

Ah- Do you think he'll be dead too?

[This is turning into a horrible day all around, isn't it? Poor Shrike, having this for a dream.]

[constellationprize]

He said that he'd seen it before... that he only had a few minutes left, then . . .

[ and, of course, there thorn is ]