[ Action / ! EVENT ! ] Revenge Is a Dish Best Served Cold
{{ THIS TAKES PLACE AFTER EVENT #1, SPOILERS AHEAD }}
[the Ink Well bubbled and swished, as a red-sleeved arm reached out of the black liquid.
GASP.
fighting for air, the small girl crawls out of the Well...
with a blank expression, Heloise slowly climbs out, weak and listlessly...
she gets down onto the ground on her knees (or what we can assume to be her knees, as her long cloak still obscured her lower half), breathing heavily, dripping ink onto a puddle beneath her...
her mind was a blank
nothing could describe what she'd just been through...
she'd just died.
so that's what it felt like to die...
and not just died, oh no...
eaten alive.
right after one of her closest friends had one of their limbs ripped off.
it wasn't just death.
it was complete devastation.
trembling, she crawls, off-balance, beside the Well...
she curls up, hugging her knees and shuddering...
her mind was in too broken a state to barely think anymore...
all that replayed was the horrible, horrible memory of being in that creature's mouth...
and slowly crunched to death by its terrible sharp teeth...
but the worst part was the fact it was something she had brought upon herself.
a karmic act of revenge...
she never expected such a thing would come back and literally bite her.
and for the first time in her life, she was utterly helpless.
she couldn't do anything about it. she couldn't save herself, or her friend.
there was nothing she could do anymore...
there was nothing she could say.
all she could do was sit there...
on the verge of complete breakdown]
[the Ink Well bubbled and swished, as a red-sleeved arm reached out of the black liquid.
GASP.
fighting for air, the small girl crawls out of the Well...
with a blank expression, Heloise slowly climbs out, weak and listlessly...
she gets down onto the ground on her knees (or what we can assume to be her knees, as her long cloak still obscured her lower half), breathing heavily, dripping ink onto a puddle beneath her...
her mind was a blank
nothing could describe what she'd just been through...
she'd just died.
so that's what it felt like to die...
and not just died, oh no...
eaten alive.
right after one of her closest friends had one of their limbs ripped off.
it wasn't just death.
it was complete devastation.
trembling, she crawls, off-balance, beside the Well...
she curls up, hugging her knees and shuddering...
her mind was in too broken a state to barely think anymore...
all that replayed was the horrible, horrible memory of being in that creature's mouth...
and slowly crunched to death by its terrible sharp teeth...
but the worst part was the fact it was something she had brought upon herself.
a karmic act of revenge...
she never expected such a thing would come back and literally bite her.
and for the first time in her life, she was utterly helpless.
she couldn't do anything about it. she couldn't save herself, or her friend.
there was nothing she could do anymore...
there was nothing she could say.
all she could do was sit there...
on the verge of complete breakdown]