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realityshifted2011-11-06 12:17 am
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twenty-second pact ❖ {in uthanera}
[Emil isn't even sure where to begin. His monsters are practically afraid of him, and he... Did he really say those things? Did he really do those things? He must have, because he's pretty sure he died again.
He needs to make sure everyone is okay. Eventually he finds himself in Ammy's forest-- or what's left of it. A weathered oak tree invites him to sit against it; he unbuckles his sword and leaves it a few feet away. He feels so small in comparison, like a lost child seeking shelter in the gnarled arms of an old woman.
Emil draws his knees to his chest and huddles like this for a while. He should find his friends, but it's all he can do not to give up right here.]
[ooc: He's back to normal. ):]
He needs to make sure everyone is okay. Eventually he finds himself in Ammy's forest-- or what's left of it. A weathered oak tree invites him to sit against it; he unbuckles his sword and leaves it a few feet away. He feels so small in comparison, like a lost child seeking shelter in the gnarled arms of an old woman.
Emil draws his knees to his chest and huddles like this for a while. He should find his friends, but it's all he can do not to give up right here.]
[ooc: He's back to normal. ):]
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[Sort of the truth. Sort of a lie. He's not sure who he is anymore, not sure if that name is his. His grip on her tightens almost imperceptibly, enough to calm the shaking he feels rising from his toes, curling into a ball in his throat.]
Yeah, I will.