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fissionmailed2010-06-29 11:17 pm
chaotic-serpent.livejournal.com) wrote in fissionmailed2010-06-29 11:17 pm
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// Questo mundo mio amore, dove stai mio dios...
[George Sears lay lifeless. The blood from his slit throat soaked his jacket, coating his chest in bitter red. He had been dead a short while now. He lay on his side, one hand idly sprawled out as though reaching for something. His weapons were gone, scattered where he had "fought" the elder Raiden. At least one of them, one of his precious knives, would be lying in a pool of his own blood, the handle splattered and stained red.
The spirit sat on the floor, leaning against the wall nearby idly. So this was what death was like. Not so bad. Better than he'd expected. It hadn't even hurt much, really.
...he could have done without the lifeless eyes of his corpse watching him, however.]
The spirit sat on the floor, leaning against the wall nearby idly. So this was what death was like. Not so bad. Better than he'd expected. It hadn't even hurt much, really.
...he could have done without the lifeless eyes of his corpse watching him, however.]
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[Well, he's lost.]
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[Solidus hadn't actually gotten Jack's name...]
Y-You mean the man with the sword? He told me I was gonna be his godfather. Why would he kill you...us?
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[Solidus' voice was quietly cold.]
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[Solidus takes it in, horrified at how near he must have come to dying when he'd met his godson. He has no reason to disbelieve his older self.]
Wh-What do we do? He wouldn't hurt Solid and Liquid, would he?
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[He hugged his knees to his chest, sitting back.]
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[He shivers as he glances again at the (his) body and wraps his arms around himself. Absently, he realizes how much he misses the hugs he'd get from the Snake Arms.]
I-Is there anything I can do for you? Should I tell someone o-or put a blanket over...
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[Dad? What the hell was the kid talking about.]
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[This Solidus hadn't seen any dead yet, other than himself and Mr. Sparkles. He tries to keep himself from staring at the body. He tries to speak stronger, too; wanting to be brave in front of one of the big-hims.]
In my world, Dad's raising all three of us and keeping us safe from the Patriots. We're civilians, but he trains us...Or at least, Solid and Liquid. He forgets about me sometimes, except he rescued me from the Bad Solid...
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[He rose to float above the body, looking distracted.]
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[It scared him, how often people said that.]
What are you gonna do now?
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[A pause.]
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Didn`t it hurt?
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Okay, but I'll still try to stay away from that guy, though.
[He doesn't want his throat to get slit!]