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Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

"Then I will hope so too." Eve said and smiled. She kind of liked Vayne taking control of the situation. "Why don't we reverse the roles for today. You're free to do what you want to me and I won't complain." She whispered into his ear.
 
[QUOTE="A Y U]It had been many days since Kirsa had fallen sick, finally opening her eyes to a white ceiling. Her eyes shifted to the sides as she watched a nurse tend to her wounds. What had happened? Where was she? "Revnoir.." She managed to whimper through her dry lips. Her body ached, her head pounded and she wanted him at his side. Suddenly, newfound tears began to flow down her cheeks like a child who had a fever. It was strange, she had been sick many times before and this was the first she called out to someone. Love was affecting her, but in a good way. Kirsa didn't hate it at all, she loved Revnoir more than anything. Finally, she lifted her weak body from the sheets of the bed. Kirsa was dressed in a hospital gown and pants, someone had dressed her. There was a mirror to her left, her eyes fixated on the ghostly picture staring back at her. She looked terrible, her face was pale and her eyes had bags. It would take awhile before she could get back into the field. However her thoughts were focused on finding Revnoir, who she missed. Beginning to trudge out the hallway, Kirsa supported herself on the wall as she walked out to search for her lover.

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Revnoir had gotten back inside, and wandered the halls quietly. He paid special attention to the sound of his footsteps, trying not to let them be heard. It was a little bit like a game to him to do that, and he used to do it all the time back at the base. Just the sound of footsteps irritated him and made him nervous. He hated making those sounds himself, and focused on walking quietly. He was probably one of the best in stealth from Weave, so it wasn't too hard for his steps to be perfectly silent. He kept his eyes on the ground, watching his feet walk quietly. He focused on the sounds around the new base, trying to find ways that he could silence the source. Nothing came to mind. There was nothing that came to mind, and it could be blamed on his thoughts. They were resting, leaving him blank and thoughtless. He wandered aimlessly, looking fairly worn out and tired. He also looked a bit... Distant. It was similar to before, but this time, time alone didn't help him. After all, he had just tried.


Celika wandered Abel's base, humming quietly. Her heels clicked and clacked on the tile floor, but she didn't mind. No Wraiths surrounded her, oddly, and she walked alone and happily. She had a subtle smile plastered to her face as she played the childish game of trying to step on each tile in a straight line and avoiding the cracks. She lost her balance a few times, but she quickly regained it and kept walking.



Abel sat outside, as usual, and stared at the falling snow. Beside him sat a small, weak Reaper. "Are you doing well, Mom? Is there anything you need? Are the others treating you well?" He asked, his silver eyes drifting to the Reaper that leaned against him. It let out a quiet screech, and nodded in case he didn't understand. "Ah, that's good to hear... If I can do anything for you, promise you'll tell me alright?" He spoke with a distant smile, and the Reaper nodded again. It was only a Grunt, and did not have the capability to speak nearly as well as Leviathans or Phoenixes, let alone Wraiths.
 
(ok then also I didn't know you break a rule)


After the hot stuffs Vayne relaxed and leans on the bench "I...finally...got the upper hand" he said as he laughed.
 
( Not here. But in a one on one RP and got a notification of it. )


Eve had her arms wrapped around Vayne. She was panting and smiling. "Though it was only for today. I like to be the dominant one." She said and moved to kiss Vayne.
 
(ohhh ok I never broke a rule but I have the feeling I did I just didn't notice it maybe)


"I know, I know you can be the dominant one anytime you want" Vayne said as he buttoned his polo and kissed her back "now what?".
 
Still clutching Chamomile, Amelia taped the little note onto the glass wall by the front door of base, anyone coming or going for any reason whatsoever would see it. Carefully, she returned the kitten to the room and gathered what things she could easily carry. She slung a few bags over her shoulder, mostly food, but one small bag with a few specialized rounds of ammunition at her side. She wore no coat, not more than a sweater, scarf, jeans and boots. She wound her scarf about her neck once more before throwing open the door of the base. She drew out her phone to remind herself of the direction of Weave's new 'base'. For a moment, she mentally cursed herself for having left the three-day-trip early, it would have been far easier then than now. Either way, she would be able to make it within two days if she could travel a bit faster. She was standing just in front of the base, looking a tad bit lost, even with a map glowing on her phone's screen.
 
( LOL )


"I don't know. Maybe we could just stay here and kiss each other." Eve said, laying on Vayne. She had her clothes in a pile next to them and was only wearing her labcoat, which that one too was open.
 
(I have the feeling I did but in irl I obviously broke some rules....)


"and if someone sees what we are doing some rumors will spread like a wildfire" Vayne said as he looks up "good thing we didn't did it at the courtyard".
 
Kirsa let out soft hard pants as she struggled to walk down the hall. Her chest hurt, everything hurt but her mind was focused on Revnoir. She saw his figure come into view, her saddened expression quickly turned in glee. Reaching out to him with a hand, Kirsa tried to call out his name. "Reee--" A raspy voice came out, letting out only a squeal. Her legs finally gave out, forcing her to fall to the carpet.
 
Revnoir watched her for a moment, his mind not quite registering everything that was going on. He took silent steps in her direction until he was just a few steps away from her collapsed figure. He knelt next to her, and picked her up gently in his arms. Despite his distant look, his thoughts poked at him and dragged him to help her. "Kirsa..." He whispered, bringing her back to the medical wing of the base. His footsteps made no sound as he moved through the halls. He found his way to his destination and ended up laying Kirsa down in the bed she had been in not long before.


(In case nobody noticed the post originally, we have our own Discord chat! Go look through the OOC to find the link to the server!)
 
Mia looked to the side to see Revnoir helping some other girl back into her bed. "H...hey......" She whispered in greeting.
 
Revnoir looked over at Mia, a strange glint in his eyes. He swatted at the thoughts he was having, trying to scare them away, but they mimicked flies as they kept trying to affect him. He quickly turned away and once Kirsa was comfortable in the bed, he hurried off on the verge of screaming in anger, sadness, and every other known emotion. His mind was overwhelming him, trying it's very best to make him lose himself.


(Welp. That's his exit. Again. Brb for a little bit sorry!)
 
"R-Revnoir.. !" Kirsa reached out, weakly trying to reach for him. He fled. Why? What had happened while she was sick? A girl, there was a girl. Her eyes were now fixated on Mia. Did he lose his love for her in just those few days? To her? Her chest hurt. The voices returned. Revnoir.. Do you still love me? Kirsa whimpered softly as she laid there, tears flowing down her cheeks as she stared once again at the white ceiling. If Revnoir left, what purpose would she have left in her lonely world?
 
Mia looked over at the woman Revnoir was just with. She was pretty. Maybe they were together? It would make sence. "H..hey there....im Mia.... Are you okay?"
 
When she spoke to her, she began to boil. Kirsa didn't like her. This newfound rage.. it was unlike she's felt before. Kirsa didn't like it, she didn't any of this. Can't Revnoir just come back and make everything right again? ".. I'm fine." She responded in a soft voice, where a hint of irritation could be heard. Kirsa was normally a sweet girl, but there was something about this woman.. that made her upset.
 
(Short little post here while I cry over losing my train of thought while writing and can't get it back)


Then came the screaming. Revnoir found himself a tiny little corner in an empty room and started screaming at the top of his lungs. He tried his best to drown out his thoughts, refusing to hear them any longer.
You're the bad guy, Revnoir. Don't get carried away.


Fuck off!



Revnoir. Do NOT get attached to them. They will only bring you down.



Revnoir screamed until his throat started to feel like it was splitting open, and even then he kept screaming as loud as he could. He held his head, trying to cover his ears as if the thoughts were finding their way through his ears. His screams were wordless, but they had more meaning to him than anything he's ever said. To him, it meant comfort. Silence. Peace.
 
"Fuck I feel dizzy as hell... Drugs really can do hell to you..." Yato spoke slowly. He was leaning against the wall. His vision was doubled and his head was dizzy. He couldn't think straight either. However, his hearing and smell senses seemed to be doubled because of the drugs. His physical and threads defense and strength have been increased too. Also, now he was a Light weaver. Unless they didn't take out his wind core, he would be a wind light weaver? ( xD ? Question right there for Umbra). Yato was aware of anything that made the slightest sound. He kept walking against the wall, sharp, yet dizzy.
 
".. Yeah.. " Kirsa mumbled softly, her head turned away from the girl. She didn't know what to do, she didn't mean to treat her like this but it just..
 
(Alright! Time to put Leah out of commission! Sins can go into comas, right? If they sustain enough head trauma? I mean, it'd heal, but could they still be 'asleep'?)


Leah found herself again overlooking the snow, now over the bridge. Scuffs and such marked the place of a fight, and there were lingering whisps of Zen's gas from said battle. Her feet were swinging over the white void, her breath fogging the air before her. It was bitterly cold, but she ignored the stinging in her bare fingertips and face. Though she felt a little bit of pain, she liked the huge, fluffy snowflakes that drifted ambiently past her face and feet. Once, she had heard that they were all six-sided, and all unique clusters of crystal.



Waste.



Unreplicateable patterns, lost. In such a barren wasteland. Never to be beheld or recorded, lost.



So small, only so long before the irreplaceable pattern is either melted or crushed into the ice.



Waste.



Was she just a little snowflake?



Was she a lost snowflake?



Was she found?
 
Yato reached the outside. The bridge. He was still double visioned and delusional. He swayed side to side. He spotted a famaliar girl. Leah? He couldn't call it. He tried to call her name. He couldn't say it? He tried again. Nothing. He was too dizzy to think of how to say anything.
 
Alternated said:
(I have the feeling I did but in irl I obviously broke some rules....)
"and if someone sees what we are doing some rumors will spread like a wildfire" Vayne said as he looks up "good thing we didn't did it at the courtyard".
"Would it be bad if rumours spread about us? It's not like we are from separate marriages, trying to hide the fact that we are cheating with each other." Eve said and laughed.
 

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