steelmyself: (excalibur.)
dead Emiya, do not eat ([personal profile] steelmyself) wrote2016-01-03 06:22 pm
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who stole your heart and the key?

In the dark, you taste something sweet and tart on your tongue, almost like apple but not quite: pomegranate juice, out of nowhere. A hint of something metallic accompanies it.

You fall down.

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hailstormed: (and suburban life)

Re: THE CAVERNS

[personal profile] hailstormed 2016-01-09 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ god nope NEVERMIND

IMMEDIATELY TRYING TO YANK AWAY ]
hailstormed: (Bottle up the memories)

Re: THE CAVERNS

[personal profile] hailstormed 2016-01-10 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ watches the limbs warily for a moment, before continuing onwards ]

Sorry...
hailstormed: (I know you will.)

Re: THE CAVERNS

[personal profile] hailstormed 2016-01-10 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ ah...

heading for that, cautiously ]
hailstormed: (Hot summer days; rock and roll)

Re: THE CAVERNS

[personal profile] hailstormed 2016-01-10 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ UM ]

--ah, excuse me...?
hailstormed: (Default)

Re: THE CAVERNS

[personal profile] hailstormed 2016-01-10 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
Hello... um... are you okay?
hailstormed: (the last mistake; the choice i made)

Re: THE CAVERNS

[personal profile] hailstormed 2016-01-12 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Well... no, but...

[ he hesitates ]

Why not?
hailstormed: (Hot summer days; rock and roll)

Re: THE CAVERNS

[personal profile] hailstormed 2016-01-13 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
I could take those swords out. Doesn't it hurt?