Characters: Dias, Maya
Content: Both Dias and Maya aren't really getting a good night's sleep - get your minds out of the gutter, thank you.
Setting: Morem o Lisboa, room 316
Time: Early morning, Saturday
Warning: None, really(I told you it was innocent!)
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It was nearly two hours later before Dias finally flipped his sketchbook shut. )
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"Don't look to me to explain it," he said with a slight shrug. "All I know is that Cecille should be in heaven, where she belongs. Not here."
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Just the thought of Cecille watching his mercenary life made him wince. She'd been so gentle that she wouldn't even kill bugs...and Dias made his living killing monsters, animals, people - he'd always made a point of not thinking about what her opinion of his lifestyle would be. Perhaps the thought of a loved one watching over them would have pleased other people, but to Dias it seemed more like a curse than a blessing.
"Maybe you summoned her in your sleep." That would be a lot easier to accept than anything else.
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Even Dias didn't believe the words as he said them. No; Cecille would never have blamed him for what happened to her, not even if he'd painted a bullseye on her back. But again, instead of reassuring him that knowledge somehow made it all the worse; he deserved to be blamed, deserved to be haunted. Cecille had died because he hadn't been able to protect her, and what were big brothers for, if not that...?
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