Rory was a rather small thing in that moment, hiding behind the dead guardian and the anxious bear he had conjured up out of nothing. He felt guilty every time—did he give them life, a consciousness, only to take it away in an instant?—but desperate times call for desperate measures. And this was, well.. dire, at the very least.
Amalia stepped past him, but Jigano came to him, a hand upon his shoulder; with an anxious whine he took it, didn't want to let it go, wanted to pull Jigano back up with him—
His throat was burning. His eyes (his everything) were running. Lungs full of dust...
He didn't need more prompting. Lucas's reasoning, Roana yelling out orders... It was the first time in a while that she had made any sense, though who the fuck was Kristopher? And then she promptly stopped making sense, as everyone did not include herself, because she was gone from his field of vision again, lost in the sound of running footsteps.
Well, fuck her, then. They had tried, but if she wanted to leave her kids orphaned, that was on her. She didn't have to be the one to explain it to them. Fuck.
He scuttled low in the water for a while, looking for someone injured, and only made it a step or two before finding what was, probably, Kristopher.
Only, he was very dead, his head severed cleanly from his shoulders.
Yeah, no, fuck that.
He wasn't going to stay any longer in that hell just to get a dead body out. "Ama! Jigs!" he croaked, desperately, wanting them to come with him, away from this nightmare place and the way his vision shifted and shimmered. Coughing violently Rory fell against his bear, grabbing it by the scruff and burying his face in its fur. He couldn't tell which way was out anymore, but the bear had more senses left, and they both knew to not go to the snake.
Low and shaking he allowed the summoned creature to haul him into the stairwell, up and up and up, back towards the night.
Rory WITHDRAWS from the KQ. ktnxbai #contributedzero
Amalia stepped past him, but Jigano came to him, a hand upon his shoulder; with an anxious whine he took it, didn't want to let it go, wanted to pull Jigano back up with him—
His throat was burning. His eyes (his everything) were running. Lungs full of dust...
He didn't need more prompting. Lucas's reasoning, Roana yelling out orders... It was the first time in a while that she had made any sense, though who the fuck was Kristopher? And then she promptly stopped making sense, as everyone did not include herself, because she was gone from his field of vision again, lost in the sound of running footsteps.
Well, fuck her, then. They had tried, but if she wanted to leave her kids orphaned, that was on her. She didn't have to be the one to explain it to them. Fuck.
He scuttled low in the water for a while, looking for someone injured, and only made it a step or two before finding what was, probably, Kristopher.
Only, he was very dead, his head severed cleanly from his shoulders.
Yeah, no, fuck that.
He wasn't going to stay any longer in that hell just to get a dead body out. "Ama! Jigs!" he croaked, desperately, wanting them to come with him, away from this nightmare place and the way his vision shifted and shimmered. Coughing violently Rory fell against his bear, grabbing it by the scruff and burying his face in its fur. He couldn't tell which way was out anymore, but the bear had more senses left, and they both knew to not go to the snake.
Low and shaking he allowed the summoned creature to haul him into the stairwell, up and up and up, back towards the night.
Rory WITHDRAWS from the KQ. ktnxbai #contributedzero
