Don't Cry
oc: Same as last time...This is a part two to the last post, already working on the next part in my head...yeah i get really bored.
The rings were unmistakable…strung on a chain and placed around her neck for safety the silver engagement band and the lunargent wedding band with its moonstone setting were a pair that none save her partner copied. Quietly she touched her chest feeling them there but unable to deny the sight in front of her, the bodies and the blood were a testament to the cold truth of her failure and the price paid by all. Walking over to them she knelt down and touched both of her charges their bodies solid to her as they lay in death though she could not change even a wrinkle in the shirt.
A sound behind her caused the girl to spin dropping to a crouch only to stop and blink a few times at the coal black jackal watching her in amusement. Nodding quietly she acknowledged his presence and once she had did that he stepped back obviously willing to let her settle things to her satisfaction. With a sigh she stood and walked over to the figure that had thrown up on coming into the room and knelt beside him. Shin…gods he was barely out of his teens, why did he have to be present for something like this? Reaching out she touched his face smiling slightly then stood up again, Shin…I told you I would always be there as a friend to lean on and I lied…for that I am so sorry, please forgive me.
Turning again she stepped over to a figure watching with a stony face, Zohar…the person who she saw as a sister and had wanted nothing more than to have her approval. Zo, I’ve fucked up so many times and drawn you into it. Other then Billy and sis you’re the only constant in my…well what was my life and I never really told you how much it meant to me. I made a mistake when I walked away from the cabal and from the first family in this fucked up country that I had but I could never find the courage to admit it or to admit why I left. I looked up to you and wanted your approval, I craved the knowledge that you thought I was more than a fuckup kid, I guess I tried too hard too many times to be like you, please forgive me.
One by one she went to her friends and family pouring her heart out to deaf ears and asking for forgiveness she never had the courage to ask for in life. One by one each faded from her sight till she was left with the bodies and the jackal. Quietly she kept her focus on the bodies as if wishing them away by sheer will and her life returned to her, she kept at this till a sleek head inserted itself under her hand and the jackal gently let her know it was time to go. With one last look around she nodded and walked off with him.
It was a less of a start this time as she came back to reality and a quick glance to the clock verified that she had been out of it for only a few seconds again, the tears had barely had time to reach her cheeks.
The rings were unmistakable…strung on a chain and placed around her neck for safety the silver engagement band and the lunargent wedding band with its moonstone setting were a pair that none save her partner copied. Quietly she touched her chest feeling them there but unable to deny the sight in front of her, the bodies and the blood were a testament to the cold truth of her failure and the price paid by all. Walking over to them she knelt down and touched both of her charges their bodies solid to her as they lay in death though she could not change even a wrinkle in the shirt.
A sound behind her caused the girl to spin dropping to a crouch only to stop and blink a few times at the coal black jackal watching her in amusement. Nodding quietly she acknowledged his presence and once she had did that he stepped back obviously willing to let her settle things to her satisfaction. With a sigh she stood and walked over to the figure that had thrown up on coming into the room and knelt beside him. Shin…gods he was barely out of his teens, why did he have to be present for something like this? Reaching out she touched his face smiling slightly then stood up again, Shin…I told you I would always be there as a friend to lean on and I lied…for that I am so sorry, please forgive me.
Turning again she stepped over to a figure watching with a stony face, Zohar…the person who she saw as a sister and had wanted nothing more than to have her approval. Zo, I’ve fucked up so many times and drawn you into it. Other then Billy and sis you’re the only constant in my…well what was my life and I never really told you how much it meant to me. I made a mistake when I walked away from the cabal and from the first family in this fucked up country that I had but I could never find the courage to admit it or to admit why I left. I looked up to you and wanted your approval, I craved the knowledge that you thought I was more than a fuckup kid, I guess I tried too hard too many times to be like you, please forgive me.
One by one she went to her friends and family pouring her heart out to deaf ears and asking for forgiveness she never had the courage to ask for in life. One by one each faded from her sight till she was left with the bodies and the jackal. Quietly she kept her focus on the bodies as if wishing them away by sheer will and her life returned to her, she kept at this till a sleek head inserted itself under her hand and the jackal gently let her know it was time to go. With one last look around she nodded and walked off with him.
It was a less of a start this time as she came back to reality and a quick glance to the clock verified that she had been out of it for only a few seconds again, the tears had barely had time to reach her cheeks.