[There's a trail of destruction through the dressingroom, leading from one end of it to another. Broken furniture, deep slashes into the walls, and angry scribbled notes onto every surface imaginable are just part of the overall damage done. And all that chaos leads to a dark hallway, where Jasdero has finally ended his very short reign of terror.
(
Read more... )
... Hello there? Are you alright?
[[ooc: just pretend his right arm has always been Innocence. I'll retcon that better later]]
Reply
Dero... [sniffles.] Dero is not alright! Dero wants to go home!
Reply
We all want to go home, uh, Dero? Is Dero your name?
Reply
[Blinks at him, why does he look familiar? He just can't place it, though...]
Reply
He's really not stable enough to handle this sort of thing.]
Not right... Not right, hee!!
Reply
Uh. I'm not going to hurt you, Jasdero! My name's Alma.
Reply
[He rests his head in his hands and trembles.]
Hee...
Reply
Reaching out cautiously to pat Dero's arm]
Sorry but I'm alive where I'm from.
Reply
Alma can't be sorry. Alma lived, hee!!
[He looks up, wondering why Alma doesn't recognize him. He knew who Alma was pretty quickly, after all.]
Reply
I did! [smiles wryly] Did Yuu tell you about me? [doesn't know how else someone who thinks he's dead would know him...]
Reply
Reply
pats his arm, and smiles comfortingly] Sorry, maybe you could remind me?
Reply
He's not a good liar, so he might as well just try to say it.]
Dero and Alma used to... [Sighs.] We were... Hee...
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment