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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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The darkness came faster, pouring out through the watch and bringing with it every sensation it had suppressed. The sharp pricks of the needle, the mind-searing agony of the fight between darkness and watch, the chill of doors of darkness, and the rough impact of landing on a cobbled street all hit Rosette at the same time. Her body jerked and stiffened and she screamed, long cries of agony as that sensation gripped her mind, wiping every sense a burning white and refusing to let her go.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the last of the darkness streamed out of the watch, the white-hot pain flying away with it. Breathing ragged and throat raw, Rosette kept control of her aching body long enough to raise a hand to her chest, snapping the seal on the watch firmly shut. Exhausted and too sore to do anything else, she simply fell limp against her partner. "Chrno," she gasped weakly, tears streaming down her face from the ordeal. She could see him there, feel him, but after everything that had happened, she needed to know. "Chrno..."