screwthatnoise

♥ v2

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

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[Mithos keeps having great ideas here]

You don't deserve to die either!

"B̢U͏͏̸T̷̢ ̸̸̡I̵ ẀA̶N̶T̢͝ ̧͝T͘͢Ơ̶ ͢I ̴̨́W̛͜A̶̡N͏T̸ ͘̕T̨O͢ ̛͡҉I̴̸ ͏̶R̴È̴ALL̴̀Y̸͝ ͘R͏̨E͡͡A̸͟͠Ļ̶̴L̡̢͠Y͏ ̡҉̨W̸͘Ą̷͠N͏̶T͞ ͟T͝͡O̢!!̴͡"

It won't do anything for you! You might think it'll help, but dying never solves anything! E-even when the problem is wanting to die! You idiot!

What does dying do?! It's meaningless! There's no point in dying!

The figure drops to its knees.

The flames disperse, leaving behind a crisp black figure.

It's still muttering incoherent words.

*moving towards her, then, if the fires are out D|*

Hail!

[k-kneeling next to her, wincing at the pain of his own burns; tries casting cure on her?]

The fires are all out now, and the cast is helping! Slowly the crisp—think of the burn on a marshmallow—falls away, revealing a person beneath.

She's just staring at the floor, curling her fists and clenching them.

"That was my hope."

*added another cure to Lloyd's to speed that along*

. . . you've got the strength to make a new one, Hail.

...I meant what I said about dying not having any point. Dying is the end of hoping too.

"How."

Because once you die, you can no longer do anything to change the situation that made you long to die in the first place.

You remember when we saw other stuff growing out in the garden and you didn't? That's why. If you're just hoping to see the end of all of it, nothing else means anything any more... but it would.

She just grits her teeth.

"I have had it, I have had it...!"

Hail. Please listen!

You've had what?

She looks up at the two of you with blank eyes.

"You want her to happy?"

...we want you to be able to look for happiness without being crushed by unhappiness. And that comes from inside and outside.

I want you to be able to see something else to do with all her bad experiences besides try to die.

"Call me what you will, but I am not the part of Hail that wants that. I killed it with my own hands. And even if that has been undone... if you let me go, I will just kill it again."

That tone she uses with you is irritated, but she seems calm...ish compared to before. Yes.

Edited 2013-08-04 19:24 (UTC)

Why? You've got to have a reason.

Edited 2013-08-04 19:33 (UTC)

You said you refused to change and work with her, not that you couldn't!

"Our goals are completely different. She wants Hail to continue hoping for a fruitless future. I want Hail to be honest with herself. I want her to know nothing will ever look in her favor. I need to remind her, and I realized that I needed to kill that part of Hail."

You don't have to kill each other. There's a place for hope and for bad feelings both; you're both part of Hail! But you can exist in the same place -- get stronger -- if you boost each other up!

And you're wrong that nothing looks in her favor. You said yourself that good things have happened to her. Why do you want to live around a lie?

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