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Log; Complete
When; Now
Rating; PG?
Characters; Zack [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yourarmor], Mori Ranmaru [elegantorchid], Marluxia [xi_dead_roses], anyone who wants to butt in.
Summary; The clock is ticking down and a lot of agony awaits a young warrior. Can the cure be found in time?
Log; What do you know that could save the light from dying out..?
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He hadn't ever felt this helpless, not since the betrayal back at Honnoji that seemed to be the very reason he was here in the first place. Yesterday, the cures had kept coming in and it was a mishmash of pain all one after the other to the point that he was almost grateful when Zack came in and had -nothing- on him. He wasn't sure what this Marluxia wanted from Tohru, one of the sweetest, gentlest girls he had had the fortune of meeting, and to see her put through this-- Ranmaru wasn't sure if she'd ever want to see his face after this.
He wondered idly if he'd be capable of doing so.
At the very least, what the others had gotten for him had served in helping him to at least move around than being bedridden. He hated this, he hated being worried for and fussed over, when it should have been him actively going after what was causing him pain. He had, eventually.. it was a cure who's name was alien to him. Banira? he had wondered what it was, playing upon the name of 'sweet' orchids. He didn't know what exactly it was, but that was the only thing that came to mind.
So many.. so many people had tried to help him when the answer was in this. He felt useless, and began to wish he hadn't ever announced that he was in pain. Then no one would have worried, no one would have gone through this and he would have found some way to fight back for Tohru.
He grit his teeth as he slipped away from the laptop, feeling a migraine come on. If only he hadn't been so quick to judge what was in that box, but he'd been speaking to Tohru earlier and had assumed too quickly..
Ranmaru, you will be your own doom.. he found himself thinking. And it was true.
As he began to walk back to his room, making sure everything in the halls was in place-- he could feel the burning in his eyes, knowing the futility of wait, though at the same time, he had to wonder. Surely Marluxia wasn't powerful enough to overcome the others' cures? It didn't make sense, there were so many things from other worlds that had ultimately had their effect on Ranmaru-- and probably continued to! Then.. what was stopping them from working now..?
He was breathing heavily as he leaned against the door frame, forehead against the back of his hand as he moved his other to the side of his face. It's getting late.. he found himself thinking. Maybe it wont..
He didn't have time to think the next bit. For what followed was a heavy blast of excruciating pain that shot through his head and nearly felt like a blow to his senses, practically making him see stars. With a loud gasp, he covered his eyes with his hands, trembling as he turned to lean against the wall, shoulders shaking even as he tried to balance himself from not shaking..
He would go down like a warrior if he had to.
But even he could not avoid the inevitable.
He was scared.
.. I can't let him win.. he thought to himself, trembling as he stumbled forward to reach the laptop and send a desperate message out-- this time meaning it. If he was impaired, there was no telling what would happen to the friends involved, and he wouldn't be able to--
Curses, the pain was agonizing, and Ranmaru had to fall back against his bed, burying his face in his hands..
"It hurts.." he hissed to himself, wishing.. more than anything, that he'd had his Lords with him.
Perhaps in the end, all penance was served with eventuality.
Rating; PG?
Characters; Zack [
yourarmor], Mori Ranmaru [elegantorchid], Marluxia [xi_dead_roses], anyone who wants to butt in.Summary; The clock is ticking down and a lot of agony awaits a young warrior. Can the cure be found in time?
Log; What do you know that could save the light from dying out..?
---
He hadn't ever felt this helpless, not since the betrayal back at Honnoji that seemed to be the very reason he was here in the first place. Yesterday, the cures had kept coming in and it was a mishmash of pain all one after the other to the point that he was almost grateful when Zack came in and had -nothing- on him. He wasn't sure what this Marluxia wanted from Tohru, one of the sweetest, gentlest girls he had had the fortune of meeting, and to see her put through this-- Ranmaru wasn't sure if she'd ever want to see his face after this.
He wondered idly if he'd be capable of doing so.
At the very least, what the others had gotten for him had served in helping him to at least move around than being bedridden. He hated this, he hated being worried for and fussed over, when it should have been him actively going after what was causing him pain. He had, eventually.. it was a cure who's name was alien to him. Banira? he had wondered what it was, playing upon the name of 'sweet' orchids. He didn't know what exactly it was, but that was the only thing that came to mind.
So many.. so many people had tried to help him when the answer was in this. He felt useless, and began to wish he hadn't ever announced that he was in pain. Then no one would have worried, no one would have gone through this and he would have found some way to fight back for Tohru.
He grit his teeth as he slipped away from the laptop, feeling a migraine come on. If only he hadn't been so quick to judge what was in that box, but he'd been speaking to Tohru earlier and had assumed too quickly..
Ranmaru, you will be your own doom.. he found himself thinking. And it was true.
As he began to walk back to his room, making sure everything in the halls was in place-- he could feel the burning in his eyes, knowing the futility of wait, though at the same time, he had to wonder. Surely Marluxia wasn't powerful enough to overcome the others' cures? It didn't make sense, there were so many things from other worlds that had ultimately had their effect on Ranmaru-- and probably continued to! Then.. what was stopping them from working now..?
He was breathing heavily as he leaned against the door frame, forehead against the back of his hand as he moved his other to the side of his face. It's getting late.. he found himself thinking. Maybe it wont..
He didn't have time to think the next bit. For what followed was a heavy blast of excruciating pain that shot through his head and nearly felt like a blow to his senses, practically making him see stars. With a loud gasp, he covered his eyes with his hands, trembling as he turned to lean against the wall, shoulders shaking even as he tried to balance himself from not shaking..
He would go down like a warrior if he had to.
But even he could not avoid the inevitable.
He was scared.
.. I can't let him win.. he thought to himself, trembling as he stumbled forward to reach the laptop and send a desperate message out-- this time meaning it. If he was impaired, there was no telling what would happen to the friends involved, and he wouldn't be able to--
Curses, the pain was agonizing, and Ranmaru had to fall back against his bed, burying his face in his hands..
"It hurts.." he hissed to himself, wishing.. more than anything, that he'd had his Lords with him.
Perhaps in the end, all penance was served with eventuality.
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Beautiful.
So once he'd finished listening (or flipping off) everyone mentally, he raised a hand dramatically in a show of disregard and mock-yawned.
"Charming." he stated without so much of an inkling of interest. The angel had just brought in the cure, he could sense it.. but ah, what good was it ow? Especially when he was going to pull the strings and make it his advantage?
"A bully, a Coward.. do you think it matters what you call me?" his voice relayed his boredom and he grinned as he looked between all of them.
Well then. Might as well show them what he was up to.
"I'm not ashamed of not having a heart. Why- as of this moment, it just put me above you all. To tamper with you fools as I see fit!" he was indescribably cruel, there as no doubt, and he smirked, making it look as if he was going to attack but instead, summoning shadows that made an image of Tohru for all to see.
"Cure or not, whatever I am, forgotten... You all forget one thing important. I'm still holding the strings and you all continue to dance to it." he made the image vanish and began to turn to take a step away.
"Each word takes you a step closer to yet another weed's doom. Do enjoy your handiwork now," he began to turn his back confidently to them, forming a portal and beginning to step through it.
"I have a debt to collect."