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Someone Save Me If You Will [Completed]
Characters: Rosette Christopher, whoever else wishes to join
Content: Rosette is dropped off after the experiments and is in a very bad way. Somebody please come save her?
Setting: Joutenheim Gate
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: None so far.
Content: Rosette is dropped off after the experiments and is in a very bad way. Somebody please come save her?
Setting: Joutenheim Gate
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: None so far.
Rosette had only a vague awareness that she'd been moved. Everything else had been drowned out in the numbness that had taken hold of her body. Feeling the warm sun, a stark contrast to...to wherever it was she had been, on her skin, she finally managed to open her eyes a crack. Ground. She'd been dropped in the middle of the street.
She tried to reach out to the pairs of boots passing her by, to call for help, to do something to draw attention to her plight. It was no use - the words froze in her throat, and her body refused to respond to anything she tried to do.
So she lay there numb, trapped in a body to which she no longer had any connection and praying for somebody, anybody, to stop and help her.
She tried to reach out to the pairs of boots passing her by, to call for help, to do something to draw attention to her plight. It was no use - the words froze in her throat, and her body refused to respond to anything she tried to do.
So she lay there numb, trapped in a body to which she no longer had any connection and praying for somebody, anybody, to stop and help her.
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He was going to have to pull the seal. Was that what Rosette was implying? The one thing he dreaded, despite having given it to her in the first place. His hand that hovered over her trembled. He didn't want to remove more of her life to save her... but he could not leave her like this.
A promise was made.. He would not let another die because of him. There was no way he could watch someone's life, especially someone he cared so much for, just die before his eyes.
"The... the seal. It.. it is what makes her my contractor." It was a strain to talk, his voice was suppressing so much, and he felt so much pressure. His eyes shimmered as they watched her, watched her with fear, trying to make sense of who could have done this to her..
"Rosette..." He whispered, pulling her close once more so he was hugging her to his chest. A gentle kiss was placed on her forehead before he rested his cheek against the top of her head, eyes clenching shut tightly.
"...I'm sorry."
The trembling hand reached down, gently unlocking the front of the pocketwatch.