Rainclouds Come To Play Again [Active] Who: Blaze the Cat (momentsflare) and Mighty the Armadillo (awarmred) What: Blaze angsting over ded!Mighty as he is revived. And stuff. :l When: Approximately 24 hours after Mighty dieded. :l Where: Wing B, 198. Blaze's room. Jah. Warnings: Angsty log is angsty. Very much so. Beware the angsty. :l
She'd rushed, really. Had read Mighty's entry short minutes before seeing Miles'. Dead. Dead. Not unheard of here she knew, and people were said to have returned from this state. Temporary. Murder could be reversed, which was more than one could ask of any other world. And perhaps that would be a mercy... But. But why him?
She can't very clearly remember breaking into tears that readily before.
It was out of the question to leave as apparently Miles had. She was a strong girl. And she'd probably proven this fact, swallowing any wavering doubts as she'd picked up the maimed body of a friend and brought it back to her room. What else was there to do?
And so she sat, occupying the small space at the edge of her bed where she could watch him, laid out carefully as he was. Several hours flew by. Twenty-four hours, had they said? A simple day that should not have been as long as it truly felt and gods but she waited with the strangest of apprehension. This strange dilemma of wanting time to pass, quickly, to see the soft blue of those eyes smiling once again like she's started to become accustomed and attached to, and wanting it to halt altogether.What if... what if they were wrong? What if... What if he didn't come back?
And so she sat. So she cried, for maybe minutes maybe hours before enough was enough. Tears stopped and thoughts stopped. Emptiness set in. Perfect that. Emptiness. And so she waited, someplace within her begging silently. Let him come back.