LXVIII [voice]
[The communicators video function isn't on... but the voice is certainly working. The first sound that's heard however... doesn't quite seem... right. It's Abel of course, Liliths voice as well... but Abels tone...]
-an't think... I can't even hear myself anymore! I don't know what to do... I just...
[despite the precarious nature of the situation, ( Read more... )
-an't think... I can't even hear myself anymore! I don't know what to do... I just...
[despite the precarious nature of the situation, ( Read more... )
Abel, please stop. Please.
[she didn't want to say this... she didn't want to, at all.]
Is your pain... greater than your love?
Please don't leave me this way. Let me help you.
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We'll all have to go back some day... There won't be... anyone else. [No one else who would exist for as long. No one else who would last. The voices that only he could hear continued their chat. diediediedie...]
I don't want to lose you again...
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[she takes another small step forward, keeping her hands stretched plaintively.]
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[He shouldn't move away from her... But as if he had no control, he edged back again.]
There won't even be a point to this! Any of this anymore! We'll return home to the same time, the same place! Nine hundred years between the two of us! ... I'll never get to... I'd have never gotten a chance to...
[The voices grew louder, more demanding with every second. diedieDIEDIE DIE DIE DIE DIE]
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[another step.]
Are we nothing, while we're in this place? Can you tell me every second of this isn't absolutely meaningful to you?
Would you throw a single moment of it away?
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The barrel of the gun pressed firmly against his temple]
But what do I have to go back to?
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You have a legacy we built together, filled with people whom you love and cannot, will not, abandon.
Abel.
[Lilith's voice softens.] You love this world. [her hands curl around the rosary at her stomach - his rosary, as much as it had been hers, now] And I am right here with you, from start... to finish.
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He didn't deserve this. To be comforted like this. And so the voices did repeat. He was a murderer. Countless millions, their blood stained his hands. Nothing short of a worthless murderer.]
... Lilith...
[He couldn't bear the thought of never seeing her again. She'd vanish and be lost once more. Nothing more than a corpse in a crypt.]
I...
[But he'd been given a second chance here. To try and undo just a fraction of what had been done. To be with her again, even if it was only for the shortest of times...]
...
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...another...
her hands extend, so slowly, for his face, making no move for that gun - as if it weren't there at all.]
I love you.
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There was a sharp clack... as the gun finally hit the floor. He couldn't do it. Not while looking into her eyes like this. Not while her voice filled his mind.
... Not with her here. He couldn't...]
What can I...
[All he could do now was hold her. Thank whatever or whoever it was that he'd not moved his finger just a millimeter more]
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she hated seeing him suffering. whether it was the effects of whatever madness was crawling across Discedo that had exacerbated it or not - that pain lingered, regardless.
she nudges the gun away with her foot, pulling him tightly and refusing to let him go.]
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Try and drown out the calls for his death with the sound of her heart and the touch of her hands. The gentle kiss helped to soothe him... Even through the lingering madness]
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she takes his hands, pulling them tightly together at her chest, holding them securely so that he might feel her heartbeat as she parts her lips from his, only to press them gently to his ear.]
Do you remember your fourteenth birthday? Cain lost his glasses and managed to trip into your cake. You were so angry... [a soft, tiny chuckle.]
...Then Seth brought you the cupcakes she'd made herself. She was covered in flour and icing... and smeared some on your nose. It degenerated into a food fight that had half the colony cleaning the halls for weeks...
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There was even frosting on the ceiling and under the chairs... We were cleaning it out of our clothes still long after the halls were clean.
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[she pauses, gently resting her cheek against his, eyes lidding as one of her hands stray to his back, curling in the fabric of his coat.]
You gave me an apricot blossom on my twentieth birthday, didn't you...? It was Cain's suggestion. [a little smile.] And you were red for a good hour after you found out their meaning.
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[Another dim laugh... before he felt her hands moving to his back. He himself calmed more, trailing his own hands through her hair. No, he'd never wish her to cut it.]
How could I forget? I think that might have been the last time I took Cains advice for gifts... I still think you looked pretty with it.
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