bad dreams

[adventurewrath]

*sitting under a tree in the park, hugging knees to chest and rocking back and forth. His sword thrown into a grove of trees

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[songless_psiren]

*stops dead, eyes wide, having overheard him* ...That was you...? *shaking a little, involuntarily*

[adventurewrath]

*looks at her, horror stricken* Clara I- *gasps, doesn't want it to be true, doesn't want to think about it but can't wrench his mind from the idea. Looking into her eyes, his brain just stops.*

[songless_psiren]

*frozen to the spot, reaches up unconciously to clutch at her arms, feeling the terror coming back... but also can't help but be concerned* ...Adventure Wrath...?

[adventurewrath]

*clutches at his face, wishing he could tear through his skin and throw his flesh to the ground, anything that would show her how sorry he is*

*a dry sob tangles in his throat* I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...

[ishbalriffs]

*a bit creeped out because he vaguely remembers something about a creepy little girl with a cleaver, and puts the pieces together that it was probably Wrath who hurt Clara, but...*

Hey, kiddo. You OK? *feels stupid, because he's obviously not, edges a bit closer*

[adventurewrath]

*looks at Mal numbly, and shakes his head*

[ishbalriffs]

*scratches his hair in embarrassment and discomfort* Anythin' I can do to help?

[adventurewrath]

*shivers and rubs his cold fingers together* Dunno...