ACCIDENTAL VIDEO

[pteroda]

[It's hard to see with the camera on a wrist piece, particularly when the owner's arm is in a running position. It's impossible to tell but the blur of a person can be seen as the wristlet swings back and forth like a broken pendulum. There are breaths of air from hard running and it's safe to say this is a new arrival rather than anyone that's

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[It isn't difficult. Even through an ever unstable atmosphere, air presently thickened, even suffocating with the fall of ash, it's far from a challenge for the realization to hit. No matter the space expanded between them, Yuuki's distraught tone, a near tangible level of stress that he just knows fills the air about her, is too familiar (a persistent, fire-branded memory) to be forgettable.

Yet, maybe Zero doesn't wish to recognize her. Doesn't want to acknowledge that she's here. Again. Maybe not just yet. He isn't even sure, now, how much time has even passed, despite how long he's been here. Regardless, the frustration it bears pales in comparison to what other nuisances come along with being in this damned, ever unstable city

[action] sorry for all the tense skipping ffff rusty rping 8(

[pteroda]

[It's as if everything in her life had been taken from her, the way she is silent (her conversations long over) and doesn't pull herself up. Her attempt to talk to others, to truly calm herself failed, each making her feel more hopeless with each word. Her face is concealed by that long hair of hers, hiding the pivotal of her emotional outburst: irrationally afraid, irrationally responsible, irrationally trying not to admit that she'd seen this all before unravel. Kaname had promised they'd start over (how could he do this?), though, and yet here she was, unable to catch him and understand better his reasoning (would she have even cared? Nothing he said could possibly make her understand what he had done

[action] no worries, bb ♥

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[The silence of Yuuki's response, the lack of any solid reaction, further clot up the air. It added to the wispy flakes of ash that gathered on the black of his coat and spotted in his hair, almost blending in under the darkened overcast sky. Ash like snow that fell with such an ironically silent grace until it met the puddles below, covering the ground with splotches of a watery paste. It added to the less visible strain within the city, challenging each breath taken.

It was only the gentle descent of the ash that moved in those moments. Silence pulled and pulled like taffy, even its threads resilient to snapping.

He stood within it, that silence. Something bitter at the back of his throat where his heart had lodged itself, each beat heard both between his ears and the pit of his stomach.

There was something horribly off about it all, yet all at once, he wasn't sure what he should have expected her to do in response. He only knew it wasn't this. This wasn't her- he had seen her worst, hadn't he? In spite of so much time apart,

[action] 1/2 splitting so i can use two icons lol :(

[pteroda]

[At first, she remained as if she hadn't heard him, as if she didn't detect him near her and his gentle touch. It was as if he didn't exist to her, a crushing silence as she still refused his efforts. Her shoulders tensed, but again it didn't accompany any movement or acknowledgement. Perhaps she was ignoring him deliberately, silently trying to get him away from her (she didn't deserve his kindness after everything, he should have saved it for someone more worthy). Or perhaps, she simply was trying to find to courage, after everything, to look up at him.

Her words were distant at first, directed at no one but herself and the ash falling around them.)]

I don't understand... [Her hand underneath his grew into a small balled fist, fingers raking again the dirty water.] This is all wrong. [It wasn't supposed to be like this and her emotions seemed to have suddenly come back to her, projecting mostly through the tone of her voice. But, most of all it was anger to herself.]

This is all wrong!

[darkstrom]

...Who are you looking for?

[pteroda]

... [Funnily enough, she doesn't know at the moment what to call him, so her words are soft as she calms down.]

My brother...

[darkstrom]

[Riku doesn't know many people, but he'll try to point her in the right direction if he ever sees him.]

What does he look like?

I hope it's ok to assume video? C:

[pteroda]

Uhm, well...

[She's trying to think of how to best describe him.]

Tall, short dark hair with brown eyes.

[She looks a little calmer but she still seems hyped up all the same.]

T-That was a horrible description, wasn't it.

[sfortunato]

[ that look in her eyes can mean a lot of things. probably things he doesn't understand. the one thing that he can understand, however, is being where you need to be and then, suddenly, being here instead. ]

I'm sorry.

[ nuadoria is the only link they share in common. still, he wonders if his words will be of any consolation whatsoever. ]

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[pteroda]

-Shouichi-san. I- [Her words get a little bit too much to say in her condition and she just lowers her gaze to the puddle she's still in and then the others around her. With the ash, the water was turning mud-colored.]

[pteroda]

-I couldn't keep up with him. [She speaks as if Shouichi knows the person in question. It sounds almost guilty before she speaks again. And yet, at the same time there is relief.]

I'm so glad you're okay. [I'm so glad that I didn't lose you, too.]