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faerie king oberon ([personal profile] pryftigern) wrote in [community profile] decorator 2024-03-31 09:14 pm (UTC)

[ one day of genuine, terrified connection. one day of holding titahoshino ai while she heaves and wails and tries desperately to hold on to whatever's nearest. and then-

nothing. a week and a half of nothing. no exchange of mana past the latent trickle from her circuits, no words of reassurance from one to the other, no words for him to see and understand. there's nothing left - and the longer she stays like this, the more that sick anger builds in his stomach.

(how long until everything she was is gone, like this? how much time does he have left?)
]

Who would miss someone like you?

[ he doesn't even bother to look up at her as she returns in. a lie that nests into itself; a lie that becomes truth that becomes vacant lie again. why should he bother trying to speak to her, truth or lie be damned? they're just words. neither of them has bothered to say a thing.

but he does grab her wrist as she passes by him - harsh, sharp, grip just a bit too tight for comfort.
]

Stop running. [ a single moment's pause- and then, ] My mana reserves are low. You think I can sustain what I'm doing off your damn leftovers? Get over here.

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