Day 162 | [OPEN] Swing me these sorrows, and try delusion for a while

[hellpyre]

Who: Rin Okumura, a certain exorcist, and you
When: Day 162
Where: The Skyway Entrance/Exit
What: It was only a matter of time before some one fell...
Format: Action
Warnings: Character death

[It shouldn't have gone this way...

It shouldn't have happened...

Some one may have gone down for good eventually, actually taken out on the Skyway instead of just vanishing like so many others, but it shouldn't have been her.

And yet it had happened.

A Gasfella of a different color, bigger than any Rin had seen before. Faster, stronger, hitting harder than even two demon exorcists could handle.

And it wouldn't listen to Rin, no matter how much she tried to talk it down. That was what Coin had been encouraging, right? Too bad it didn't work.

They tried to run. Tried, and failed. They were on the end of a losing battle. Night was sporting multiple gashes across her body, and had been knocked around several times. Rin had nearly lost her right arm, making swinging her sword difficult. She had been tossed through two stone walls hard enough to break both of them. So they ran, trying to get back to the Bastion before this two on one battle became even more messy.

But one wrong turn, one poorly chosen direction, and they were cornered.

That's where it had all gone wrong. Night had put herself in front of Rin in spite of her screaming protests. She couldn't fight back, there wasn't enough room, and burning the bastard wasn't working. She put her sword up to block the swings of that massive axe. Hit by too powerful hit, the sword began to crack.

Rin screamed. Begged for Night to stop, to put her blade down so they could run.

Night looked back at her.

A sad smile.

"You've got some one to go back to, don'tcha kid?"

The blade shattered, and Night collapsed in front of her, body still.

Rin could barely remember what happened after that. For several minutes she just... raged. Out of control, howling with anger and tears as she launched herself at the Gasfella. Her fire didn't do much more damage than Night's had, but her frenzied attacks must have gotten to it because eventually it did flee, floating off in a manner that was almost limping.

It took her a long time to calm down after that. Wounds were healing, but her head was spinning and her eyes burned with tears. She eventually found enough strength in her legs again to return to Night, but her body was cold, and the sword lay in shattered pieces around her. Rin touched a piece, but it was as if the demonic enchantment on the blade had been shattered as well. The steel felt just as cold, and the edges were no longer sharp.

She couldn't be dead she just couldn't be dead. Rin refused to believe it. She had to get her back, back to the Bastion. Some one there had to help her.

Slowly, she gathered up the shards, and though she trembled and sobbed, she lifted Night's body in to her arms and stumbled away from that corner they had hidden in. She limped her own way back to the Bastion, taking the pathway back to the Bastion where she landed with Night still in her arms where she fell to her knees and screamed.]

SOME ONE HELP! PLEASE!

Comments

[coolerthansora]

[Like most people, Roxas has heard what happened by now. He didn't know Night, and he may not know this Rin as well as he knew the Rin in Vatheon, but he still has a pretty good idea of how hard she's going to take it. The Rin he knew had such a great capacity for feeling, which is a good thing when it comes to the positive parts of friendship, and he suspects overwhelming at times like this.

He pokes his head into the room with a soft knock on the doorframe.]

Do you- want some company?

[hellpyre]

[Yeah, he's got that pretty on the nose. She really isn't doing well, and it shows by how exhausted and worn out she looks. She can't sleep, not after what happened...]

... gonna be lousy company right now, if you really wanna stay in here.

[coolerthansora]

[Roxas steps on into the room then and finds a chair.]

Doesn't really matter to me what kind of company you are right now. I just... figured you shouldn't be alone.

[hellpyre]

Ryuuji went to the shrine...

[So he had been there, earlier.]

It is really quiet, though.

[coolerthansora]

I'm betting quiet's not so good for you right now.

[Quiet makes it easier to think.]

[hellpyre]

They're doin' it for her... everythin' stopped out there. I can tell.

[coolerthansora]

Yeah. Everyone's heard about it.

[hellpyre]

She was one of us. Even if not everyone knew her...

[And that makes her voice hitch, the tears renewing in her eyes.]

And now I'll never see her again...

[coolerthansora]

[Oh no. Crap, why did he come here when he's so bad at this? What should he say?]

You don't... You don't know that for sure. You never know anything for sure.

I thought I'd never see Axel again, or Xion. They both faded away and- so did I. But here we all are.

[hellpyre]

[Sorry, Roxas.]

W-we don't even know if Gehenna survived! A-and even if it did, how... how could I get her back here? E-even if that body was just her vessel... she didn't have to give it up for me!

[coolerthansora]

[Roxas isn't sure he's completely following that, but he'll try.]

You don't know that- Gehenna didn't survive either, right? So- she could be there.

[hellpyre]

Honestly... we haven't found anythin'. Of either of them. I... I saw a statue that looked like Yuki once but...

[What does any of that even mean anymore.]

[coolerthansora]

But you don't know.

Someday, somehow, you might just see them again.

[hellpyre]

... I just... I just don't know...

[coolerthansora]

I know it's not a lot to hold onto, but- I thought maybe it's something. Something's always better than nothing.

[hellpyre]

I know...

[She can't fault him for helping, even if it's not doing much for her current mental state.]

[coolerthansora]

Sorry. I'm not so good at this.

[hellpyre]

Is anyone? I know I ain't.

[coolerthansora]

I dunno. You figure some people should be less bad at it anyway.

[hellpyre]

[To that she can really only shrug.]

[coolerthansora]

...

Are you hungry or anything? I could probably bring you something.

[hellpyre]

... a little.

[coolerthansora]

Any requests? I'm nowhere near as good as you, but I can make a few things.

[hellpyre]

I'm fine with whatever.

[coolerthansora]

Okay! Sit tight, I'll be back in a little while.

[It feels good to have something he can do, since the talking part clearly isn't his forte.

And honestly he has a long way to go with the cooking, too, but he does have pasta down by now, and he can make sauce that doesn't come from a can. He'll be back with that as quickly as he can.]