http://nun-with-guns.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nun-with-guns.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2007-10-13 12:37 am (UTC)

They were moving. Rosette could feel it - Chrno's walk wasn't as steady as it normally was, probably because he was carrying her. She sighed softly and leaned her head against his shoulder. She'd walk if she could, she'd help him if she could - hell, she'd do anything if she could - but the fact that she just hated to admit was, she couldn't. Not now, the way she was.

But there was something she'd wanted to do, needed to do...if she could just remember what it was...

Oh, yeah.

She turned her head, lacking the energy to even lift it again, and looked for green. There he was - the one who'd saved her. She didn't even know his name. That wasn't what she was focused on, though - rather, it was something a bit smaller, a bit easier to frame in her exhausted state.

"Thank you." The words were little more than a whisper, managed as her eyes closed and she felt her mind start to drift off. It didn't matter now, she wasn't scared - she was with Chrno. That was what mattered now. She was with her partner, and with him she would be safe.

"Thank you."

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