And the game continues
The beautiful room has been stained. Blood pools at a slow pace under their bodies as they struggle to breath, even if they both know that this is their end.
Makoto lays over her chest, the stake firmly pierced in her back, her pretty brown hair being a mess in its ponytail. Still, she manages to smile, she manages to extend a hand towards the other, wanting to hold his hand for the first and last time as his fiancee. "Furuhata... sensei... Your... First name;" she breathes, the words coming out only with great effort and pain, but still full of love. "I... Wanted to hear it..."
Motoki lays on his back, the stake firmly pierced in his chest, it's a miracle it didn't pierce his heart though that one is probably broken already. He failed to protect the one he loved, the one that trusted him, both as a man and as a teacher, he failed her. Still, he manages to smile, knowing that it's with her with whom he dies, still, he manages to extend a hand towards her, knowing finally that his feelings are indeed answered. "My... First... Name is..." His words come in fast pained breaths, he has to tell her, it's her last wish, the only thing separating them from being just a man and a woman in love. They got over the age difference, over their status, only his first name being unknown remains between them.
He has to tell her. But as he opens his mouth again, as the first letter leaves his lips... Her hand falls and all that leaves his throat is; "Ah.... Ah... Ma... Makoto... chan..." Tears he didn't know he could shed fall from his eyes, joining the pool of blood under them. But the pain is short lived, soon death claims him as well and it no longer matters if they died as fiancées or just as strangers.
With the stakes piercing their bodies and their hands extended towards each other. The two who are close are teared apart.
But it's all just a image, reflected in the crystals of wide windows in a white circular room. That scene just now... Is it a movie? Is it real? It's hard to say, even if one were to open the windows the sight that would welcome them wouldn't be the scene reflected in the crystal but an eternal field of golden flowers. But it's okay, that's how it must be, only the players are allowed to interfere in the game board.
Several comfortable chairs are arranged across the room, lined up against the walls, several people could sit on them but only two are occupied. In one of the chairs, comfortably resting her chin on her hand, sits a woman of long blond hair done in a peculiar hairdo. Despite the scene reflected in the crystals around her she smiles playfully, satisfied, as if she has just been told the funniest joke in the world as she eyes the man sitting across her. The silence is broken by her laugh, clear and bright like a million of crystal bells, it's a beautiful and charming laugh; "She died! She died! Right before his eyes, and he couldn't even tell her his name! How pathetic! He really didn't know his place, don't you think?" She keeps laughing as she looks at the scene reflected to them. She sighs; "Aaah, with this the second twilight is completed already, isn't it? Say, Mamoru-kun, when exactly are you planning to actually do something other than sit and let your friends die around you? It'll get boring if all I can do is keep killing you all without you putting up a fight, you know."
The reflected scene keeps moving. A copy of the blond woman laughs, just like she did at the fate of the lovers before she bestows to the man the last humiliation, making his corpse vanish from the room. After she leaves all that's left is the corpse of a young girl and only her pool of blood under her.
((ooc: Interaction with the scenes reflected in the crystals is not allowed, same with interaction in the "Game board entry" if there is one. Outside from that limitation feel free to interact with them, Mamoru and Serenity are both available as well as the Haruka, Nehellenia and Galaxia from this world -though those three are in another room or the garden-. If you want interaction with someone specific state so in the subject please~))
Makoto lays over her chest, the stake firmly pierced in her back, her pretty brown hair being a mess in its ponytail. Still, she manages to smile, she manages to extend a hand towards the other, wanting to hold his hand for the first and last time as his fiancee. "Furuhata... sensei... Your... First name;" she breathes, the words coming out only with great effort and pain, but still full of love. "I... Wanted to hear it..."
Motoki lays on his back, the stake firmly pierced in his chest, it's a miracle it didn't pierce his heart though that one is probably broken already. He failed to protect the one he loved, the one that trusted him, both as a man and as a teacher, he failed her. Still, he manages to smile, knowing that it's with her with whom he dies, still, he manages to extend a hand towards her, knowing finally that his feelings are indeed answered. "My... First... Name is..." His words come in fast pained breaths, he has to tell her, it's her last wish, the only thing separating them from being just a man and a woman in love. They got over the age difference, over their status, only his first name being unknown remains between them.
He has to tell her. But as he opens his mouth again, as the first letter leaves his lips... Her hand falls and all that leaves his throat is; "Ah.... Ah... Ma... Makoto... chan..." Tears he didn't know he could shed fall from his eyes, joining the pool of blood under them. But the pain is short lived, soon death claims him as well and it no longer matters if they died as fiancées or just as strangers.
With the stakes piercing their bodies and their hands extended towards each other. The two who are close are teared apart.
But it's all just a image, reflected in the crystals of wide windows in a white circular room. That scene just now... Is it a movie? Is it real? It's hard to say, even if one were to open the windows the sight that would welcome them wouldn't be the scene reflected in the crystal but an eternal field of golden flowers. But it's okay, that's how it must be, only the players are allowed to interfere in the game board.
Several comfortable chairs are arranged across the room, lined up against the walls, several people could sit on them but only two are occupied. In one of the chairs, comfortably resting her chin on her hand, sits a woman of long blond hair done in a peculiar hairdo. Despite the scene reflected in the crystals around her she smiles playfully, satisfied, as if she has just been told the funniest joke in the world as she eyes the man sitting across her. The silence is broken by her laugh, clear and bright like a million of crystal bells, it's a beautiful and charming laugh; "She died! She died! Right before his eyes, and he couldn't even tell her his name! How pathetic! He really didn't know his place, don't you think?" She keeps laughing as she looks at the scene reflected to them. She sighs; "Aaah, with this the second twilight is completed already, isn't it? Say, Mamoru-kun, when exactly are you planning to actually do something other than sit and let your friends die around you? It'll get boring if all I can do is keep killing you all without you putting up a fight, you know."
The reflected scene keeps moving. A copy of the blond woman laughs, just like she did at the fate of the lovers before she bestows to the man the last humiliation, making his corpse vanish from the room. After she leaves all that's left is the corpse of a young girl and only her pool of blood under her.
((ooc: Interaction with the scenes reflected in the crystals is not allowed, same with interaction in the "Game board entry" if there is one. Outside from that limitation feel free to interact with them, Mamoru and Serenity are both available as well as the Haruka, Nehellenia and Galaxia from this world -though those three are in another room or the garden-. If you want interaction with someone specific state so in the subject please~))