[she wondered if he'd get around to calling her that. her lips twitch again, if she could laugh with the blood in her throat she would. but natalia lies like a broken doll on the ground; no sound--no words. no confident voices--no assurings that she's strong, she'll be alright--she's grown up, after all--nothing.
as he puts it in her lap she can hear the voices of their friends and her eyes mist over as her head sags into his chest. she's sleepy, asch. she's so sleepy. she's so tired..
nephry--i told you i was tired before--i think--i'm very tired now. i wonder if that is looking back also--to admit that much. i suppose some parts of me haven't changed..
as tear and nephry's voices sound across the video natalia's head lolls a little, the cloak is warm over her bloodied shift.
natalia quietly listens to asch with closed eyes, it's a single sentence but it says enough. her hand fumbles, twitches against the fabric of his clothes before her fingers grab footing and close around what she can grasp.
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as he puts it in her lap she can hear the voices of their friends and her eyes mist over as her head sags into his chest. she's sleepy, asch. she's so sleepy. she's so tired..
nephry--i told you i was tired before--i think--i'm very tired now. i wonder if that is looking back also--to admit that much. i suppose some parts of me haven't changed..
as tear and nephry's voices sound across the video natalia's head lolls a little, the cloak is warm over her bloodied shift.
natalia quietly listens to asch with closed eyes, it's a single sentence but it says enough. her hand fumbles, twitches against the fabric of his clothes before her fingers grab footing and close around what she can grasp.
her eyes open briefly.
thank you, asch. it's alright.]