You Can Take Everything But My Will. [Closed]
Characters: Richard Gumshoe, Miles Edgeworth
Content: Miles comes to visit Richard and figure out a few things
Setting: The brig
Time: Once everyone else has been delt with and the wounded helped.
Warnings: Lets just say no one is all that happy....
The past few days had crawled by in an agonizingly slow mannor, his emprisionment making him worthless to the ship and it's dangers. And dispite everyone's thinking of him, he honestly was worried about the ship and it's well being. He was more worried about them then he was about himself, to be honest, the thick crust of dried blood that ran from the slice on his temple and soaked into his undershirt (For he'd taken off the uniform so that he -didn't- bleed on it...) down his chest. The gash was long and deep, a whisper of white visible through the burnt looking flesh that had peeled away from it.
Bombs got hot when they exploded....and hot metel did some major damage when it collided with human flesh. The wound needed stitches, or atleast some proper banages, but he'd not called for a docter. No, he left them to tend to everyone else who needed them more. Besides, what good would it do to to patch him up? Bandaging a dead body was kind of pointless.
It was a sobering thought, and the man closed his eyes, sighing as he pressed the swatch of bloody material into the cut to try and control it abit more. It wasn't working, but as stated before....what was the point? Traitors hung in Ivona....
And refusing to kill a shipfull of children made him a traitor to everyone who mattered. And, apparently, alot more people had that mindset then he had previously thought. Kiros' face swam past his closed eyes, and he made a small sound in the back of his throat, the ache in his chest suddenly so much worse then the ache in his head. No one had come to see him, dispite the lack of gaurd or locked doors. No one had bothered to even tell him goodbye. But as cold as this reception and revealation was?
He'd of done it all over again in a heartbeat.