~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

[TechnoCat]

Si'ralle peeked inside for a moment. Seeing he was sleeping, she shut the door quietly, leaving.

 

[OwlLover]

*timeskip*
The next morning, at about 6:30 am, Riku had woken up. He was still very tired from all of the anesthesia that the doctors had pumped into him, but awake nonetheless. What appeared to be silver lightning bolts on the inside of his wings glinted in the faint light of his room.

 

[TechnoCat]

There were voices outside.

"Ms. Clarksman, please calm down."
She cussed, something unaudible followed.
"It's not your fault at all."
"You... Don't know... You weren't there."
"It was a dream, Si'ralle."
"How else would he be hurt like he is?!" She was shouting now. "No bullet could cut that precisely! No plasma pulser could create such a clean cut! It was my scythe I had wielded, Excalibur! I know it was Excalibur's cut! I know... what Excalibur's cut does. I was slashed with it... long before I obtained it and named it. There is no other weapon that cuts so cleanly such as Excalibur." Sounds of crying followed. "I know... I know it was real. Don't lie to me. I know. You know. It's not going to make it better." The voice continued, "it... is all my fault."
There was silence.

 

[OwlLover]

Riku's ears went up as he listened. He tried to get off of the bed and see what was going on, but was too weak to move.

 

[TechnoCat]

"... Even though what happened is irreversible, I and many people admire how strong you have been."
"Truth be told... It kills me inside. Putting on a brave face for him... It hurts me inside. Truthly, I am terrified. I act brave, but really... I am weak."
"Don't say that, Ms. Clarksman. You are brave, strong, and pretty. Don't think so low-level of yourself. You are powerful, and you are intelligent. Yet why you think so lowly of yourself, no one knows why."
"... Maybe I'm just defensive of him but don't know that."
"And why would you be?"
"... Heck, maybe I love him, I don't know."

 

[OwlLover]

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Riku's eyes widened as his ears perked up, but a few seconds later he sighed, looking at the tips of his wings. She doesn't mean that. I put her through all this crap, there's no way she could. But he couldn't help but feel a small spark of hope in his heart.

 

[TechnoCat]

"I don't know what it is. I... really don't."
"When he wakes up, why don't you just talk to him."
"... I will. Thank you, Narellia. You have my new gunship number, yes?"
"Yes, Ms. Clarksman."
"Good. Thank you."
Footsteps.
Absolute silence for a moment, then there was a gentle knock at the door.

 

[OwlLover]

Riku's ears perked up, "come in!"

 

[member 142084]

Si'ralle, if you're lying... He trailed off. He briefly saw his life flash before his eyes, before he felt himself suddenly falling towards the bottomless pit of oblivion.

(Okay, that's it. I NEVER cry over RPs!)

(It's because your are entering the world of the writer, you are a part of your story now. Congratulations)

 

[TechnoCat]

She opened the door, looking in for a moment. "Hey." She walked inside, shutting the door after her. Something near her foot was rattling softly - she'd gotten new combat boots. They were ankle-high, black, and had a small chain near the top. "You alright?" She sat in a chair near his hospital bed.