Jan 29, 2011 19:32
[She's on her knees with her hand held over her mouth. She's pale and her brown eyes are staring at something in shock.]
L-Locke...
[Her hand flutters slightly and tears start streaming down her cheeks.]
WHY! WHY LOCKE!
[She continues to sob slightly before whispering,] W-Who would have done this to you!
[She closes her eyes before looking back at him. Her friend's body was burned horribly, but his face seemed okay. She didn't know if that made it worse.]
Who.....could have...
[She couldn't think of anyone except... but...no it couldn't have been. Alucard was gone and the only other killer who loved to kill people was...]
Kefka!
[He just had that post of releasing aggression, voices gone and him feeling better. It...it couldn't be! He was her friend!
Tears stop flowing as she stands up. Determination flows through her, as she stands and looks around her. No...this wasn't right. She glanced back down and sighed. She carried a smaller backpack with her, just because of the curses. Medicinal supplies, clothes, towels and other needed supplies are in it. She kneels down and the SFC falls face down. The bag can be heard opening and a few seconds later, her voice can be heard whispering to him.]
There you go, Locke. I wish I could do more.
[She starts mumbling to herself, before standing back up.]
I'll go find.....[Her sentence is cut off, as she accidentally turns off the SFC.]
why did she have to find him?,
lets go,
bring it on,
her poor friend,
locke's is dead,
time to kick some clown butt,
who would do this?,
it would have to be kefka