Nero ☩ 004

[partlyblackened]

Who: partlyblackened and somarium
Where: Noctaerium
Style: Starts in third, but either works
Status: Open like my heart
Notes: Angst all over the place, Nero is dressed like this, Kyrie looks like this and if anyone tries to touch her, he might just flip.

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[reversechess]

[He's not quite sure what's going on but she's dead right? He's seen fake corpses before so there's a 50/50 chance that this one is a alive. Either way shoving these facts up his ass isn't going to make that poor guy get up. For now he'll try something else.]

H-Hey...Are you alright?

[partlyblackened]

[Nero knows that he's there, since sneaking up on him isn't exactly an easy feat. Does he care? Not one bit. Does he look alright? The farthest thing from it.

Is he going to respond? Yes. With a short, threatening growl. Not only is he a bit unstable right now, he also thinks that this is real. So, naturally, he's not only sad but also pretty damn pissed.]

[reversechess]

What am I saying? You can't be 'alright'...There's so much blood. Please, just try and calm down.

[partlyblackened]

[His breathing is nothing short of harsh panting at this point.]

Calm down...? You're asking too much.

[reversechess]

I might be. Heh! Sometimes it's better to just cry out your share. Maybe you have that gene that says you've gotta cry when someone you care for is dead.

[partlyblackened]

[His voice is husky, barely above a whisper.]

What're you going on about?

[Because yeah, focused on the dead body of his lover here. Philosophical words on genes and crying are flying right over his stubborn head.]

[reversechess]

I'll rephrase that.

If you need to cry...then feel free to do so.

[partlyblackened]

[He sighs, a shaky one, before calming his nerves long enough to remove the unintentional malice from his voice. There's a notable pause before he responds.]

...I'd rather not.

[And that's the truth. That doesn't stop him from sobbing with renewed vigor though.]

But thanks for the offer.

[reversechess]

I'll stay here if you need company but otherwise I'll keep my mouth shut. At times like these I think it's best for us men to watch each others backs.

[partlyblackened]

[Another pause.]

Do whatever the hell you want.

[He'd prefer to be alone, but was he about to stand up and make the guy leave? No, he wasn't. He didn't care all that much either way, so he simply lifted her body bridal style and moved to sit against a wall. He placed the body in his lap and hugged it somewhat desperately.]

[reversechess]

H-Hey! C'mon don't be like that. Getting all angry over it isn't going to help.

I'll let you cry but that isn't any way to treat someone who's trying to help you out.

H-How do you know if she's even dead? There's no way of being completely sure...

[partlyblackened]

Sorry pal, you've caught me at a bad time.

[He sounds halfheartedly sarcastic. He'd bitch regardless of how he was caught though, so that was a lame excuse. He's not exactly in the mood for friendly banter right now.

But...]

She isn't breathing genius. Last time I checked, that meant death.

[A small glare, because seriously.]