the truth is, everyone wishes to be saved.

[finalring]

The execution has come and passed with the death of two more Agents. However time moves on without cease and so must the living. There are no celebrations, only the silence that grows heavier and heavier with every day and the feeling that something is pleased with what it has done.

There are two more days before the new week arrives: what will you do?

Comments

[ghostricked]

Marona...

[He has nothing to offer other than his warm body and soft voice. Damn him being so small, so weak...]

[oxidegreen]

[Right now, it's better than nothing. Though he might feel a bit damp, because she's starting to cry.

It's all too much. She just can't keep holding it in anymore.]

[ghostricked]

[He makes soft shushing noises- or at least that's how the collar translates it. It's okay, he won't tell anyone]

un-private

[oxidegreen]

[She'll hold onto him for a moment longer before she finally draws back, using one hand to keep a hold of him while wiping away at her face with her sleeve.

Okay. Just... pull it together again.]

...Thank you.

[ghostricked]

I didn't really do anything. I... just wish I could help.

[oxidegreen]

...If he comes back for me... I might be able to do something about it.

[She gives a soft sigh.]

But I have to survive this first.

[And. Well.]