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[Lucciola's Heart]

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[the splinter may be an infecting piece of alien... entity, but rather than bursting out anywhere, Castling is choking and coughing violently as if something is stuck in his throat or chest, all the while a dark mist is seeping off his form and forming above him, seemingly waiting for something]

Lucciola--

[ He doesn't even give a fuck about the fighting or the fact that his whole neck and upper chest probably looks like a bloody disaster, he is going to him. ]

[the dark mist is probably familiar as the figure you were chasing through the guild. but it's non-tangible like this, though the shape should also be too familiar to you. it's towering over you both, obscuring some of the light from the room]

He is a servant, and he failed. He is therefore disposable. Why are you so concerned, Dio?

Edited 2014-06-16 19:01 (UTC)

[ Can I stab it.

I'm gonna try to stab it with my extend-o-lightsaber. ]

[ Keeps his other hand clamped over his neck, his voice hoarse and pained, but firm. ]

Because ... Lucciola is more important to me than anyone-- and I love him, so he's not, he's never been-- any of those things to me.

[your lightsaber goes right through it, the mist flowing in its wake. it does nothing]

Love him...? My. We cannot have that.

[it gestures down at Castling and he freezes up before he coughs up blood again, this time something angular and sharp falling from his mouth to the floor with a click. it looks like a memory shard, but it's glowing a dark fire red beneath the blood, and it's large and pointy, as if it forcibly clawed its way up his throat. he collapses in on himself, gasping in pain.

the shadowy figure makes a joyful sound and stretches down towards the shard, while Castling desperately tries to reach for it through his pain and snatch it, push it away, anything, because no no no it can not be allowed to have it]

Edited 2014-06-16 19:31 (UTC)

[ Well then can I stab that? Because if it's part of that dark mist and Castling is trying so hard in his pain to grab it first so it can't, then things are going to get much worse if it does.

He's close enough that he can just jam the sword straight into it, so he does that. ]

[the shard shatters into dust that dissipates into the air.

the scream that follows is so deafening that covering your ears isn't going to do anything to block it out. maybe what's more alarming than that though is that Castling screams in agony as well, curling into himself even more. the shadowy figure above is slowly shattering from inside out, mirroring what your sword did to the shard. it too disappears into the air, the scream fading until it's all gone.

Castling goes silent just aftewards as well]

[ F U C K.

Rook twists his eyes shut and just reels from the scream. But he ignores the ringing in his ears his slightly blurred vision in favor of ... getting to Castling after that. ]

Lucciola-- Lucciola!

[ His voice, while terrified, is ... also probably a little loud since he can't hear himself that well still. ]

Edited 2014-06-16 20:05 (UTC)

[Castling is completely still, but yes, he's breathing, despite all the blood and the screaming and pain. but he's out cold for now. he's also very very cold, in comparison to being all feverish before. it's as if he's been doused with ice water]

[ Putting a hand on his face to feel that. And then gently trying to get him to stir. ]

Lucciola, wake up, please.

[ At least he's still breathing though, so there's that. He takes a glance around to see if anything around the area's changed. ]

[Castling stirs at the touch, breath a slightly wet and raspy shudder as he breathes in and slowly attempts to unfurl, trying not to wince in pain

as you look around, you'll notice that the roses are starting to whither, and the overpowering sweet smell slowly disappearing with them]

[ He's responsive at least. Yes good. Gives him a moment while he sits back to catch his own breath. And watch those roses wither, too, because fuck them. He turns a little to do that.

And winces greatly, pressing his hand against his neck, using his other to brace himself to stay up. ]

[after a short while, Castling painstakingly moves to get to his knees, and then he looks up and widens his eyes in alarm. his voice is just a raspy half-whisper, and he reaches out to support you, even as he sits down]

L... Lord Dio...!

Edited 2014-06-16 20:36 (UTC)

[ NO HE HAS TO KEEP GOING ~~so he can bleed all over your true heart~~.

He can't shake his head, but if Castling is helping to support him, that means he can wave the hand that was formerly holding him up. ]

It's-- okay. Not bad. Nowhere fatal. I still have to--

[ Let's out a small hiss through his teeth, but then gulps in a deep breath of air after that, because he can't stop here. ]

Edited 2014-06-16 20:41 (UTC)

[IT LOOKS BAD AUGH he starts to get frantic right now, his own pain momentarily forgotten]

To...? We need to... [c-cough] to treat that now.

I'll be able to do that-- when I'm back outside. If what's infected you is gone, now.

[ Pulling out the few shards he picked up before the fight. ]

This should ... be the rest of them you need, before I get out though.

[ And then he moves to get up, forcing the pain out of his mind because he's almost there and won't let himself slow down until he's out. ]

Edited 2014-06-16 21:27 (UTC)

Rook...

[swallows, dropping his hands to the floor to heave himself up without letting the pain affect him either. this is worse than a lot of what he's endured, however, so he winces, but if you can get up, SO CAN HE]

They... they need to be put into the mirror.

[ WE'RE MANLY MEN, PAIN AND BLEEDING PROFUSELY DON'T GOT SHIT ON US. ]

I know.

[ Keeping a hand over his neck, he makes his way back toward the Hub and the mirror room to get this shit finished. ]

Are ... all of you going to be okay in here, now?

[following as best he can, shooting worried glances at you and your neck ;; we need to find you bandage omg. he staggers the few steps forward to the mirror and lays a hand on the shards that are already there, not without leaning a little bit against it for support]

I... yes. I believe so. [he just. sounds very tired, sliding down the mirror a bit to crouch before it, breathing out the next words in a whisper:] Thank you... Dio.

[ Uuugh he can't stand to see Castling like that, so before he puts those remaining shards in the mirror, he follows suit in crouching and lightly drapes his arm over his shoulder for a loose, but comforting hug. ]

Rest now, okay? You don't have to worry about anything hurting you anymore.

[clenches his fist against the glass of the mirror, pulling in breath and shaking his head]

You got hurt. I could not— I could not protect you.

I came to help knowing that it could be dangerous, and because I wanted to stop the hurt you were feeling. That was more important to me than anything, because you're more important to me than anything.

It's okay if I get hurt a little. It doesn't mean you've done anything wrong, or failed. Sometimes it's hard to avoid, even though I tried my best to do that. But as long as we both do that ... you don't have to feel so bad about it when it happens. You can get hurt for me, and I can get hurt for you ... but don't blame yourself for anything. Because I know you'd do and feel the same thing for me. Because we're the same.

[he weakly hits at the mirror]

You are important to me too! I do not want you to... to get hurt for my sake. I never intended for this to happen.

Hey-- take it easy. [ Both on yourself and that mirror because he doesn't want either to be hurt more. 8| ]

I know you didn't intend any of this. What happened in here-- none of it was your fault at all, Lucciola. So you don't have to beat yourself up over it. [ Reaching for that hand to try and pull it away from the mirror. ]

You needed help, and that's okay, because we all need help now and then. And when the people we care about need help, we help them, right?

[lets you take his hand and silently exhales, slowly. he leans his forehead against the glass. WHY DO WE BOTH HAVE TO BE HURT IT SUCKS]

I almost killed you...

Edited 2014-06-16 22:56 (UTC)

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OH RIGHT WE'RE IN THE MIRROR ROOM NOW