[Kaito's Heart]

[soulping]

[A gust of wind rushes past you, so strong that you nearly stumble backwards from the force. You hear whispers in your ear, an unfamiliar voice saying, no, not here, not now, go back, before your senses shut off entirely]

[You wake up again to find yourself in a room]

((#dragonheart on IRC for this heart party aw yeah))

Comments

Re: THE THEATER

[clocksandroses]

Queen-san and Princess-san let us in here so that we could help you.

[. . . m-might be lingering some instead of letting go straight away . . . ]

Re: THE THEATER

[carptricks]

[allows her to linger, but drops his hand to his side when she lets go]

Help me? With what? You're not supposed to be here!

Re: THE THEATER

[clocksandroses]

And you're not supposed to attack people.

. . . Can we? I promise that we’ll be careful.

Re: THE THEATER

[carptricks]

Careful or not, you're not. . .

[frustrated]

Some of the things here, Aoko. . .

Re: THE THEATER

[clocksandroses]

They're private, I know . . .

I wouldn't even ask if things weren't getting dangerous.

Re: THE THEATER

[carptricks]

They're private.

And they're for me only.

[clenching his hands into fists at his sides]

Re: THE THEATER

[clocksandroses]

. . . The splinter . . . I’m not sure how much longer you’ll be able to be you if we don’t do something!

Please trust me! Just this once!

Re: THE THEATER

[carptricks]

. . . I can't.

[He's very stubborn]

Re: THE THEATER

[clocksandroses]

[AND EVEN AS SHE DROPS, she cries out his name:]

Kaito—!