Oh, so it's perfectly all right if you're fine with this--
[it's lower, closer to anger-- but not at kaiza. he stops himself there, inhales a sharp breath as the ghost says it won't change anything. it doesn't matter.
it really just... never matters, not with humans.
he already knew that. he shouldn't have bothered to think anything might change.
hilda puts herself in the way, hansa grasps his shoulder... and finally he lets the bow drop, shoulders slumped with the motion. he just shakes his head.]
[ That all sure just happened. Kaiza stares at Emet-Selch and Hansa, his expression remorseful and full of guilt. But... there's no turning back now.
As if all the energy has been drained from her, Hishi collapses to her knees. Swiftly, Kaiza crouches down in concern. Once he does, she wraps her arms around him in an embrance, hesitantly, as if she's afraid he'll disappear right now.
... What comes next might be surprising to Hilda (and Alyssa, if she's not completely unresponsive), as it's the first time she'd be witnessing it: she begins to sob. All of her grief, sorrow, and regrets—they spill from her, in her tear and the words she cries into his shoulder.
It's not fair. It's not fair at all, is it?
Finally, ]
... I—
[ But as she hiccups, whatever she was about to say goes unsaid. Kaiza simply smiles, and responds. ]
... I know. I...
[ ... But it seems like neither of them wants to voice it, at this point. Kaiza draws back, before placing a hand on Hishi's head. One last headpat. Afterwards, he reaches to remove his bracelet, the one Hilda and Alyssa suggested Hishi make for him all those years ago. Gazing at it for a moment, he slips it over Hishi's wrist—something to "remember" him by, no matter how futile.
Then, he slips away from her grasp. Time to finish this, especially before Emet-Selch can change his mind and decide that committing fillicide is a great idea after all.
With the spirit's guidance, he reaches under the bed to pull out a box. Like everything else in the ruins, time hasn't been kind to it... but the contents inside appear relatively intact. As Kaiza said before, none of it is what most would consider treasure: instead, it's filled with knicknacks, memoirs, old toys, etc. The signs of who once lived here.
The spirit smiles. ]
Thank you. Kaiza, and all of you, who have helped him.
[ Except, like, Emet-Selch. Anyway, she points to a container inside the box. ]
The items there are best taken elsewhere, but... please preserve what's left. The memories that are precious to me.
[ Nodding, Kaiza takes out the container, before handing it to the nearest person. Probably Hansa or Hilda, since they're not on the verge of a breakdown.
With everything settled, the spirit begins to fade. ]
... It's time for me to leave now, but... I can give you just a bit more time, before you have to return to your place as well. Goodbye, and thank you once again...
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[it's lower, closer to anger-- but not at kaiza. he stops himself there, inhales a sharp breath as the ghost says it won't change anything. it doesn't matter.
it really just... never matters, not with humans.
he already knew that. he shouldn't have bothered to think anything might change.
hilda puts herself in the way, hansa grasps his shoulder... and finally he lets the bow drop, shoulders slumped with the motion. he just shakes his head.]
...very well.
[what's one more thing to lose, in the end?]
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As if all the energy has been drained from her, Hishi collapses to her knees. Swiftly, Kaiza crouches down in concern. Once he does, she wraps her arms around him in an embrance, hesitantly, as if she's afraid he'll disappear right now.
... What comes next might be surprising to Hilda (and Alyssa, if she's not completely unresponsive), as it's the first time she'd be witnessing it: she begins to sob. All of her grief, sorrow, and regrets—they spill from her, in her tear and the words she cries into his shoulder.
It's not fair. It's not fair at all, is it?
Finally, ]
... I—
[ But as she hiccups, whatever she was about to say goes unsaid. Kaiza simply smiles, and responds. ]
... I know. I...
[ ... But it seems like neither of them wants to voice it, at this point. Kaiza draws back, before placing a hand on Hishi's head. One last headpat. Afterwards, he reaches to remove his bracelet, the one Hilda and Alyssa suggested Hishi make for him all those years ago. Gazing at it for a moment, he slips it over Hishi's wrist—something to "remember" him by, no matter how futile.
Then, he slips away from her grasp. Time to finish this, especially before Emet-Selch can change his mind and decide that committing fillicide is a great idea after all.
With the spirit's guidance, he reaches under the bed to pull out a box. Like everything else in the ruins, time hasn't been kind to it... but the contents inside appear relatively intact. As Kaiza said before, none of it is what most would consider treasure: instead, it's filled with knicknacks, memoirs, old toys, etc. The signs of who once lived here.
The spirit smiles. ]
Thank you. Kaiza, and all of you, who have helped him.
[ Except, like, Emet-Selch. Anyway, she points to a container inside the box. ]
The items there are best taken elsewhere, but... please preserve what's left. The memories that are precious to me.
[ Nodding, Kaiza takes out the container, before handing it to the nearest person. Probably Hansa or Hilda, since they're not on the verge of a breakdown.
With everything settled, the spirit begins to fade. ]
... It's time for me to leave now, but... I can give you just a bit more time, before you have to return to your place as well. Goodbye, and thank you once again...
[ And thus, she vanishes—as everyone's surroundings change. ]