023

[madamemoiselle]

{She appears silently. There's no grand entrance, just Diva sitting on her knees, looking up at the Astral Plane's beautiful sky blankly.

There's a broken sword in her chest. Right between her breasts and straight through her, but she hasn't died and come back to life. She makes no move to pull the sword out. That's because tiny, but bright red cracks are appearing around her skin, turning the skin the color of ash.

She almost wants to cry, but she can't seem to.}

((ooc; Diva is dying, sorry. Unfortunately, there's nothing that can be done to save her, but thanks for trying.))

Comments

[madamemoiselle]

{Very calmly, and she doesn't move at all} It's not something Ikki should watch. Ne, you should leave, really.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

No... no... I'm not going anywhere. I'm not going to let you go on alone. [He's holding onto that hand like a lifeline, trying to disregard the angry tears in his eyes.] W-who did this?

[madamemoiselle]

Nathan. It was...Nathan in the end. Saya had forgiven me, but I guess Nathan hated me after all.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[He growls through the tears.] I'll kill him.

[madamemoiselle]

{Her expression doesn't change at all, shows no pain, but the hand he's holding simply crumbles into red jewel-like dust, her arm falling away with it} Why?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki stares at the dust, then back up into the blankness of Diva's face.] How could... how can someone just... do that? [He's really just a kid.] Diva-s-san... [The tears are just flowing now.] Y-you're going to come back, right?

[madamemoiselle]

Because even if my past doesn't matter here, it matters at home.

{She reaches up with her other arm, stroking his cheek delicately} I don't really know. Maybe the Twins will bring me back. As far as I know, they always do.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki has never had someone die on him before, especially one of the girls he admires. His brown eyes are wide with fear and concern and anger and innocence and damn it, why does he have to be so helpless? He swallows hard, closes his eyes and leans into the touch.]

For what it's worth... I think you're a good person... no matter what happens. I-I never doubted you.

[madamemoiselle]

{Gently} It's worth a lot. More than Ikki would think.

{It sounds like glass shattering as a leg crumbles, and she falters from the loss of support, but still sits carefully on the other leg} I'm glad that you think so.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki slips his arms around her waist, careful not to touch the sword in any way. His tears are mixing with the jewel-ash and they won't stop. Only sheer self control is keeping him from bawling like a baby.]

H-hey... this isn't the end, alright? We'll... meet again, I'm sure of it... so...

[madamemoiselle]

{Warmly, despite the bright red cracks creeping up her neck} Me too. I'll definitely be waiting to see Ikki again.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

I'll be waiting, too.

[The child of the wind manages to muster up a smile for her. There's a light breeze hovering about them now, scented with wind and summer and rain.]

[madamemoiselle]

Thank you, Ikki.

{This time she closes her eyes, a smile still on her face, but as the other leg collapses, she starts to fall back, merely falling apart all at once. Ikki is left holding her dress, a pile of red rubble and long, black hair on the floor of the Astral Plane before him.}

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki stares in horror at the remains of one of his best friends here on the Plane. Tears stream sharply down his cheeks, and then he holds the dress close and sobs. The wind noticeably picks up around him, losing the scent of summer and all its grace, tearing at everything else but not daring to touch the boy in the center of it all.]

[ooc: Why yes, I did cry through this entire scene. DAMN YOU]