Nyx Ulric (insomniashero) wrote in snapthread, @ 2019-07-29 23:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | nyx ulric, peter b parker (sv) |
Who: Nyx Ulric and Peter B Parker.
Where: Nyx's place.
When: Monday night.
What: Sad emo boy being sad.
Rating: Likely low.
Nyx wasn't even sure how long it had been. When he had awoke and was in his apartment back in Insomnia, he didn't move. It was comfortable for him, being in that small bed for one, in the small studio that he lived in on his meager military pay. It was all perfect. It had to be a dream. He'd get up, go find Libertus and Crowe and they'd go about their days. It was an illusion of security, because as much as this was his apartment- it was not where it belonged. The comforts were gone, with finding a large box. Before it was opened, Nyx knew exactly what was in it. He knew that box, and it looked bigger.
Crowe was still dead.
Over the next few days, Nyx had barely left the space that was his bedroom now his apartment. All he could do was stare at the sealed box that had in big black marker written on the side Altius. As long as he didn't open it, she was still alive. She wasn't dead, he wasn't gone, and things were fine. Everything was fine. The Glaive stared at the box more and more as it taunted him with one of his biggest failures. The fact he could protect one of his closest friends. Losing his sister, and Crowe... the wound was ripped wide open. Sleep became limited, for each time he closed his eyes, the sight and the scream his sister made as she was killed. The dead stare of Crowe's stare in the morgue. Who was he kidding, even here he was just going to end up falling short, and failing everyone.
With his acceptance on the third day, he finally faced a demon and knocked the top of the box off and immediately was greeted by the hairpin that was for Lunafreya. The one with a tracker inside. "Great." Nyx muttered rubbing his face in his hands. "This is just awesome."