Twenty-Third Cross - [Accidental Voice]

[ys_cant_die]

[There's a sharp gasp, followed by soft yet pained breathing.]

So... that's... that's what happens...

[He hisses softly, and there's the sound of rustling.]

I guess... there's no hiding in a game of tag. Well, I guess I can't promise anyone that I won't get hurt.

...these don't look very good.

Comments

[soul_similar]

Did she find you before me?

[ys_cant_die]

Yeah, she did.

[soul_similar]

What happened?

[ys_cant_die]

She tagged me.

My wrists are burned.

[illluckbringer]

Hello, are you alright?

[ys_cant_die]

Hn?

Oh, yeah.