Arrival [COMPLETED]
Characters: Chrno, The Doctor
Content: After being accused of a crime he didn't commit, Chrno finds himself in a strange new world.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: Early afternoon
Warnings: None yet
The first day came and went, seemingly unknown to the Order. Chrno awaited quietly in the garden, silently vigilant like a puppy, although he would dislike the fact that anyone really thought of him as such. As the hours ticked by, he paced: growing worried, despite the fact that the Order continued to function.
By the dawn of the next day, he was out looking for her. He searched everywhere he ever went with her, not even bothering to tell Azmaria that he would be gone. They would not worry about his absence, and she was probably busy with chores anyway. It took days to traverse by foot, but Chrno dared not to tap into his powers... in fear that Rosette would be nearby, injured. If she was injured and he tapped into her soul energy.. no, that was out of the question.
The search took a week, with Chrno only resting when he'd collapsed due to exhaustion. No closer was he to actually finding Rosette.. in fact, it appeared that she vanished without a trace.
Did something happen to her while they were seperated? Chrno ticked off all the terrible possibilities imaginable in his mind as he headed back to the Order, almost two weeks after he originally left, travel ragged. Silently, he hoped that maybe Rosette was still there, that maybe she would hit him for vanishing for so long.
The Order had been awaiting his return. Guns pointed, they had him surrounded. Sister Kate's voice yelled commands at the exorcists, each aiming their guns at him. Chrno was confused, eyes wide.. although he didn't have time to react. His friend's, Rosette's friends.. decided to practice target practice on him.
He ran. He ran as fast as his wearied legs could carry him, as fast and as far away from the Order as possible. He panicked, his heart racing, hearing their words over and over again.
Chrno, you are hereby sentenced to death for the death of Rosette.
"I didn't kill her.. I didn't kill her.." He repeated, out of breath from running. He slowed down in front of Mary's tomb, the same tomb he slumbered in for 50 years until Rosette found him.
The exorcists seemed to predict this, and again Chrno was surrounded. They yelled at him, calling him a filthy devil, a murderer.. Chrno's eyes went wide as panick and helplessness overwhelmed him.
And yet, even at that moment, he never thought of transforming.
Chrno shielded himself from the array of bullets that came flying at him, awaiting their impact.
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Nothing ever came.
He figured death would hurt a lot more, especially after being nailed with bullets laced with holy water. And yet.. there was nothing. Slowly, after what felt like an eternity, Chrno opened a red eye and blinked around.
The sun was out. That was odd thing number one. His arms lowered slowly and Chrno blinked, adjusting to the bright glow that seemed to emit from everything. Everything was shiny. Everything.. was ice.
This new emotional overload wasn't handled well by the devil, whom promptly collapsed to his knees and tried very hard to get his heart to stop pounding. His eyes still stung with tears and his muscles ached from being forced so much on little to no rest. His mind whirred with the accusations of the nuns from the Order, and each time they did he became more and more convinced that maybe he did kill her..
He remained kneeling on the ground, unaware of his surroundings for the moment.
Finally, he composed himself enough to stand up, and.. although a bit teetering with fatigue, he managed to walk forward.. coming right to a gate.
"So.. maybe I did die.." Chrno bemusedly mumbled to himself as he got blocked by a crowd of people standing outside the gate. A man stood in his way as the crowd cleared, and spoke at him quickly. At first Chrno didn't understand, and had to focus his weary ears to get what the gatekeeper had said. "M-My name? Its Chrno.." He stated, and instantly a small triangle was handed to him and he was moved aside so the next person could come through. Blinking a few times, he stood there curiously looking over the triangle, trying to determine its purpose.
Unfortunately, his weary attention was so focused on the triangle thing that he wasn't paying attention to where he was going as he walked into the city.
Content: After being accused of a crime he didn't commit, Chrno finds himself in a strange new world.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: Early afternoon
Warnings: None yet
The first day came and went, seemingly unknown to the Order. Chrno awaited quietly in the garden, silently vigilant like a puppy, although he would dislike the fact that anyone really thought of him as such. As the hours ticked by, he paced: growing worried, despite the fact that the Order continued to function.
By the dawn of the next day, he was out looking for her. He searched everywhere he ever went with her, not even bothering to tell Azmaria that he would be gone. They would not worry about his absence, and she was probably busy with chores anyway. It took days to traverse by foot, but Chrno dared not to tap into his powers... in fear that Rosette would be nearby, injured. If she was injured and he tapped into her soul energy.. no, that was out of the question.
The search took a week, with Chrno only resting when he'd collapsed due to exhaustion. No closer was he to actually finding Rosette.. in fact, it appeared that she vanished without a trace.
Did something happen to her while they were seperated? Chrno ticked off all the terrible possibilities imaginable in his mind as he headed back to the Order, almost two weeks after he originally left, travel ragged. Silently, he hoped that maybe Rosette was still there, that maybe she would hit him for vanishing for so long.
The Order had been awaiting his return. Guns pointed, they had him surrounded. Sister Kate's voice yelled commands at the exorcists, each aiming their guns at him. Chrno was confused, eyes wide.. although he didn't have time to react. His friend's, Rosette's friends.. decided to practice target practice on him.
He ran. He ran as fast as his wearied legs could carry him, as fast and as far away from the Order as possible. He panicked, his heart racing, hearing their words over and over again.
Chrno, you are hereby sentenced to death for the death of Rosette.
"I didn't kill her.. I didn't kill her.." He repeated, out of breath from running. He slowed down in front of Mary's tomb, the same tomb he slumbered in for 50 years until Rosette found him.
The exorcists seemed to predict this, and again Chrno was surrounded. They yelled at him, calling him a filthy devil, a murderer.. Chrno's eyes went wide as panick and helplessness overwhelmed him.
And yet, even at that moment, he never thought of transforming.
Chrno shielded himself from the array of bullets that came flying at him, awaiting their impact.
--------------------------------
Nothing ever came.
He figured death would hurt a lot more, especially after being nailed with bullets laced with holy water. And yet.. there was nothing. Slowly, after what felt like an eternity, Chrno opened a red eye and blinked around.
The sun was out. That was odd thing number one. His arms lowered slowly and Chrno blinked, adjusting to the bright glow that seemed to emit from everything. Everything was shiny. Everything.. was ice.
This new emotional overload wasn't handled well by the devil, whom promptly collapsed to his knees and tried very hard to get his heart to stop pounding. His eyes still stung with tears and his muscles ached from being forced so much on little to no rest. His mind whirred with the accusations of the nuns from the Order, and each time they did he became more and more convinced that maybe he did kill her..
He remained kneeling on the ground, unaware of his surroundings for the moment.
Finally, he composed himself enough to stand up, and.. although a bit teetering with fatigue, he managed to walk forward.. coming right to a gate.
"So.. maybe I did die.." Chrno bemusedly mumbled to himself as he got blocked by a crowd of people standing outside the gate. A man stood in his way as the crowd cleared, and spoke at him quickly. At first Chrno didn't understand, and had to focus his weary ears to get what the gatekeeper had said. "M-My name? Its Chrno.." He stated, and instantly a small triangle was handed to him and he was moved aside so the next person could come through. Blinking a few times, he stood there curiously looking over the triangle, trying to determine its purpose.
Unfortunately, his weary attention was so focused on the triangle thing that he wasn't paying attention to where he was going as he walked into the city.