spring rain's got nothing on me.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[there's a bloody corpse lying awkwardly against a wall. it's identifiable as a Kairi, wearing what appears to have once been a large blue hooded sweatshirt. the front of it is ripped beyond repair though, exposing a bloody, shredded and crushed torso.]

[someone's looking just a tad healed, and with a sharp inhale, there's suddenly life. and then she promptly starts choking on the left over blood in her throat.]


(ooc: Poor girl had a bit of a run-in with fem!Saix.)

Comments

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[oh wait, what's this? life?]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

...Kairi?

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[cough cough ow. shifts and groans, eyes cracking open.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

I can't believe you're still here after that... You gonna be okay?

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[stares at him for a moment, eyes filling with tears and mouth working uselessly as she tries to say something. but the words keep getting stuck.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

I-I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed... someone.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[smiles shakily for a moment, but she can't hold it and then the tears are falling.]

H-how could y-you have known?

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

I just... I should have come sooner. But I was stupid and... and I got into a fight, and you...

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

...you're going to ruin your vest.

[yeah, totally all there what are you talking about. sniffles, shifting to sit up.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

That's okay.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[manages to sit up, swaying a little. she's trying her best not to just attach herself to him and cry.]

I-I don't know why she attacked me...

[sad and pathetic Kairi looks sad and pathetic.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

She? She who?

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

Looked like a Saix. Only... female.

[shudders, remembering. brings a hand up to her face to wipe away the tears, but mostly just manages to smudge blood across her cheek.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

I'll take care of her when I find her. Don't worry about it.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[buries her face in the fur, shaking a little.]

You don't need to...

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

What if she comes after you again?

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[oh god doesn't even want to think about that.]

...you might get hurt.

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

Not a chance.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[peeks up from the vest, not looking very convinced.]

You're hurt now.

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

I'm fine.

What about you? Are you sure you're okay?

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

...okay.

I think so... I don't hurt anywhere, just...

[shrugs a little before pressing her face back against the fur of the vest.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

I mean more than just okay physically.



If you want to wash out that vest, you can keep it.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

I... no.

[looks up, a little shocked.]

Keep it? Are you sure?

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

Will you be okay once you calm down?

...Yeah.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

I-I think so.

...you're not acting very greedy right now, you know.

[sniffles, smiling shakily and actually managing to hold it this time.]