Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

"Hello, Thirteen..." A voice that sounds like a hollower version of Stephanie's says, an eeriness in it's tone.

 

Elyra seems to be putting up an internal battle, but her gaze atleast softens. "Fine," a weary half-sigh escapes her.

 

Kyle starts laughing.

You feel a needle go into your shoulder, then soon, just numb.

...after a while, the man stops.
"Girl, I dunno how you're alive. Months without food and water and you still're around... You're damned, but you're still not entitled to a death as bad as being eaten."

 

"Eaten?" She sends out telepathetically.

 

I seem to freeze up at the voice and the sight.

Crystal takes advantage of his grounded form to become a large snake, holding the spear along his back, while it's connected to his head.
"You weren't kidding!"
He says to Kyle, slithering over.

 

The cloaked figure gets closer to you, and you feel an ominous coldness emanating from it. You can just about see something transparent under the cloak.

 

I just stare.
It seems I'm still frozen about something.

 

The cloaked figure hugs you, and you feel a pair of glassy hands on your back.

"I'm sorry..." The hollow voice says, the figure hugging you tight, but not too tight.

 

"About the weapons?"

 

I just kiss you on top of the head.
"I don't want to hug you in case of breaking you."
I say, slowly and softly.

"Yeah! They're awesome!"

 

"Glad you like 'em. Lessons on my partner if you're interested in learning!"

 

The figure pulls away, and lowers it's hood, revealing a head and hair made of glass, resembling Stephanie's.

"I didn't want you to see me dead..." Stephanie says hollowly, grief in her voice.

 

Kyle glances at you.
"Shit, girl, I thought it was just Ihra..."

 

"This seems so cool! Thirteen, let's..."
Crystal finally notices me. I don't seem to care about him right now.
"Who is that?"
Crystal asks Kyle.

"The bloody pile of gold was enough to make me feel like shit."
I responds softly, advancing in a non-threatening way.

 

"Let's... not, right now." He utters.

 

"Ihra sacrificed herself for the greater good...I just died..." Stephanie laments hollowly, moisture strangely filling her glass eyes.

"It wasn't your fault..." Stephanie says, her voice echoing slightly. Tears begin forming in her glassy eyes.

 

"Oh... okay.."

 

"Hey, you died fightin, and you're still here. Chill out, this is my seventh body!"

 

"I hurt the others, though..." Stephanie says hollowly, looking away ashamedly.

 

"They're alive, and your spirit is around. Cheer up; you weren't erased."