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towerofanimus2013-09-20 04:46 pm
lightofhumanity) wrote in towerofanimus2013-09-20 04:46 pm
Entry tags:
Transient Happiness
Characters: chaos and you.
Setting: The graveyard, the meadow, and then the graveyard again.
Format: I'm starting in prose, but I'll match you!~
Summary: chaos goes to visit Mary's grave to tell her of the elevation in his and Sertoria's relationship and that he still loves her even if he loves and stays with Sertoria..only to find the androids grave. Hurt by the sudden loss and the fact that he was unable to tell her the truth, chaos goes to the meadow to pick flowers for her before visiting her grave again and breaking down a little.
Warnings: Other than a crying chaos, none at this point.
It had been awhile since the two had last seen each other, and chaos wanted to tell Sertoria the truth about himself pretty soon and, if she wished, have a picnic. Had he used his powers to sense her out, he would have come to the horrible conclusion immediately, but he had been trying to cut back on using them unless he had to or really wanted to and could hide it. However, before any picnic could begin, chaos wanted to at least chat with Mary and tell the grave-and her soul, if what had killed him was Mary's soul, and if she was even listening-that though he had accepted a new lover into his life, he still held her in the highest regard and loved her with all his heart. A new love would not and could not change that.
So, he smiled as he walked into the graveyard and wandered amongst the stones, going over in his mind what he was going to say and looking at the gravestones idily..when one name caught his eye.
Sertoria. Before he could tell her the truth, before he could spend more private time with her and be happy in a wonderful relationship she had..vanished and gone back to her own world. While Ruana would have a very tough time at harming her, he knew that being all alone, without him or Doc or any of the friends she had made her would make her very lonely and bring her even more pain, the type that was familiar to him and most other immortals.
Stunned, he stood there a moment, silently, looking at the grave and patting it before turning and leaving. He would come back, but..if they could not have a picnic, she at least deserved something else.
If one wandered into the meadow for any reason, they would see chaos, picking flowers for a huge bouquet and looking rather out of it. He was not smiling, and it looked like he was following war orders than picking flowers of his own free will. However, he would stop and chat with anyone that spoke to him.
When chaos had picked enough flowers, he would come back to the graveyard and arrange them all so that Sertoria's grave was covered in colorful flowers, like one would cover up a friend with a blanket. He then sighed and put a hand on the grave, trying to calm himself, but failing miserably.
"I..am sorry, Sertoria. If I had known..no. I should have told you the truth sooner. I should have told you everything before this happened. I am so sorry..and I shall try to make sure that you are not alone any more than you have to be. I shall help the others, which shall help you."
He spoke quietly to the grave, and, crying quietly as he spoke, he took off the blue necklace around his neck and put it in front of the grave. Normally, he would feel a bit better upon taking that off, but, with the loss of Sertoria, he didn't notice any change at all. He just kept on crying, not bothering to wipe up the tears.
Setting: The graveyard, the meadow, and then the graveyard again.
Format: I'm starting in prose, but I'll match you!~
Summary: chaos goes to visit Mary's grave to tell her of the elevation in his and Sertoria's relationship and that he still loves her even if he loves and stays with Sertoria..only to find the androids grave. Hurt by the sudden loss and the fact that he was unable to tell her the truth, chaos goes to the meadow to pick flowers for her before visiting her grave again and breaking down a little.
Warnings: Other than a crying chaos, none at this point.
It had been awhile since the two had last seen each other, and chaos wanted to tell Sertoria the truth about himself pretty soon and, if she wished, have a picnic. Had he used his powers to sense her out, he would have come to the horrible conclusion immediately, but he had been trying to cut back on using them unless he had to or really wanted to and could hide it. However, before any picnic could begin, chaos wanted to at least chat with Mary and tell the grave-and her soul, if what had killed him was Mary's soul, and if she was even listening-that though he had accepted a new lover into his life, he still held her in the highest regard and loved her with all his heart. A new love would not and could not change that.
So, he smiled as he walked into the graveyard and wandered amongst the stones, going over in his mind what he was going to say and looking at the gravestones idily..when one name caught his eye.
Sertoria. Before he could tell her the truth, before he could spend more private time with her and be happy in a wonderful relationship she had..vanished and gone back to her own world. While Ruana would have a very tough time at harming her, he knew that being all alone, without him or Doc or any of the friends she had made her would make her very lonely and bring her even more pain, the type that was familiar to him and most other immortals.
Stunned, he stood there a moment, silently, looking at the grave and patting it before turning and leaving. He would come back, but..if they could not have a picnic, she at least deserved something else.
If one wandered into the meadow for any reason, they would see chaos, picking flowers for a huge bouquet and looking rather out of it. He was not smiling, and it looked like he was following war orders than picking flowers of his own free will. However, he would stop and chat with anyone that spoke to him.
When chaos had picked enough flowers, he would come back to the graveyard and arrange them all so that Sertoria's grave was covered in colorful flowers, like one would cover up a friend with a blanket. He then sighed and put a hand on the grave, trying to calm himself, but failing miserably.
"I..am sorry, Sertoria. If I had known..no. I should have told you the truth sooner. I should have told you everything before this happened. I am so sorry..and I shall try to make sure that you are not alone any more than you have to be. I shall help the others, which shall help you."
He spoke quietly to the grave, and, crying quietly as he spoke, he took off the blue necklace around his neck and put it in front of the grave. Normally, he would feel a bit better upon taking that off, but, with the loss of Sertoria, he didn't notice any change at all. He just kept on crying, not bothering to wipe up the tears.
Graveyard
Wilhelm finally spoke after chaos finished speaking to the grave.
"How many more times must you experience this, Yeshua?" Wilhelm asked, taking a few steps forward. "Do you understand now? What we have at stake?"
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So, sighing and trying to calm down, chaos spoke up, not looking at Wilhelm, but still staring at the grave.
"Until I finally cease to exist, I imagine. And I know what the people here are fighting for, Wilhelm. That does not mean that I cannot grief over the loss of a person that I loved. That I cannot mourn a relationship that had barely begun to live."
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Wilhelm pauses, allowing that to sink in. "There is only one person whose resurrection was necessary, and whose resurrection was successful."
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And he knew that he would have to see the people he cared about die in front of him or lose them eventually. It was something that he had experienced countless times during his long life. But..that didn't mean that the pain went away. Just because something happened to you quite a bit didn't mean you liked that something or didn't feel emotion about it.
"We can. If the people here fail and we are all sent back to our own universes, Ruana will start to devour us in order to keep herself alive. I imagine that beings like us will give her quite a bit of power to keep on going. And just because I have faced this pain before and will face it again does not mean that I cannot grief here and now. As for resurrections..you forget that a fully awakened Mary has not yet occurred in my universe."