we need some downtime

[grandhighblood]

Characters: the grand highblood
Setting: that weird spring forever floor
Format: don't care
Summary: he is bleeding a little but he's pretty beat up from that fight, and worn out. being a big target is tough work, ok??? he's been wandering around the new floors and found himself sitting out in the middle of the grassy field. oh god do you want to approach him? he looks surprisingly peaceful???
Warnings: the grand highblood

[ it's really bright on this floor, but he found himself adjusting to it somewhat. it definitely wasn't anything as strong as Alternia's sun. he's sore, scratched up, bruised and plain old tired, so he's sitting in the middle of a grassy field, surrounded by delicate yellow and purple flowers.

a very bizarre scene indeed.

he's just resting up, trying to regain some strength. ]

Comments

sob

[savedbyasong]

The screams were loud and shrill and it took a moment for Shion to register them through the pain. It hurt so much and he just wanted it to end. He would do anything for this pain to end, he forgot about his promise to live. He didn't want to live if this pain was part of it.

He continued struggling though, his body couldn't let him give in as much as his mind wanted to. His screams were interrupted by sobs as he stared up at the Grand Highblood with wide red eyes.

;~;

[grandhighblood]

The hand that was petting the now sweaty mat of hair was trailing down Shion's face, and although the screaming was nice and all, he needed the boy to stop for one second. He thrust his thumb in past his parted lips and tugged on the corner of his mouth with his claw threateningly. The scratching against his neck stopped, now just squeezing gently.

"Look at them motherfucking peepers," he said, his tone wavering. He hadn't even noticed them before, but they were so red, just like the Signless. "A brother could fucking get lost in those blazing red circles."

His indigo eyes stared directly into them, feeling his chucklevoodoo abilities invade the most private of the boy's fears and dreams, even if he wasn't aware of what they were exactly.

[savedbyasong]

Shion stopped screaming when he felt the claw in his mouth. His breathing was ragged as he sobbed and fought with the urge to scream, he barely registered the High Blood's words but he continued staring at him, meeting the indigo eyes unable to look away even through his fear and pain.

Tears ran down his cheeks as he stared, wondering when it was going to end. He didn't want to die but he could not bare this pain. It made him weak but he couldn't think, couldn't think clearly or rationally when all there was was pain and fear.

He was going to die, his promise that he would live, try and keep living, meant nothing. He did not have the strength to keep going through this pain. Nezumi had been right about him, he was just an naive airhead, without the strength to fight for what he believed.