interlude truth | end of daydreaming

[endofdaydream]

( WARNING: Gore, very slight references to suicide. The dream is written in prose for easier flow, but I would definitely prefer action tags. )

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ANGE MOEKASTEL WILL SAVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUafsdlkjfsdsd

[miracleflower]

[ Rika didn't understand what was happening. For some reason, she was in a classroom filled with school girls, then suddenly they changed form to look like some familiar Demeleier residents and some unfamiliar. It was difficult for her to determine who was who when everyone had their backs faced to her and their attention on someone else.

Another thing she didn't understand was that she currently had her ceremonial hoe with her. As far as she remembered, she never showed up in the village with it except for her gifts from Yuca. Something felt off... but Rika couldn't tell what it was.

The tiny girl kept standing outside of the circle. She couldn't see who the residents were looking at and when she tried to push her way through, she would get pushed back. Such a downside to being so small. She continued to observe their backs until she heard a familiar voice...

"Someone.. n-no, anyone, please, let me live!"

...And at that moment, Rika raised her plow above her head and brought it down on whoever was standing in front of her

MAAAAAAAWWWNING LESCUUUU

[endofdaydream]

[ At first Ange doesn't even notice it, really, too busy with freaking out over the wound on her torso that just won't stop bleeding. And while anyone could see by now that the wound is doing nothing physically to her other than bleeding more and more, Ange still seems convinced it'll be her death, more or less. At least the very shock of it is enough to drown out the first sounds of Rika's mowing.

But when the noise repeats, and nobody else moves - a circle of unmoving Demeleier residents, people she knows and doesn't know, and nobody is coming forward to help her - she can't help but get a little bit curious at the noise. And when she sees a person fall down and Rika appear behind them with a hoe, her shocked expression doesn't change.

She clutches her stomach. ]

W.. what.. You-- ...

MAGIC AND MIRACLESS EXIIIIIIIIIIIISTTTTTTTTTTTTT ARHGSDLKJSD

[miracleflower]

[ Even with a single person down, there was now room for Rika to squeeze through and get a better look at Ange. She flinched at the sight of the blood pouring out of Ange's wound. If someone bled that much, they would already be dead. But Ange on the other hand was still alive and in pain.

She didn't get it. She didn't know what to do. Wherever they were, perhaps she could search for some help to stop the bleeding. But first, now that Rika had broken into the enclosed circle... it was time for her to get Ange out. ]

Come, Ushiromiya Ange.

[ She comes forward and offers a hand to the older girl. First, she'll let Ange decide whether or not she wants to accept her help. And if not...? Well, Rika would probably try to drag her out by force. ]

Let me make a miracle truly happen. I am the reincarnation of Oyashiro-sama after all.

[ Don't think of me as Bernkastel, the Witch of Miracles. We're different. ]

I BECOME MEGUCA FOR ENGE...

[endofdaydream]

[ Ange stares at the hand, a vaguely confused look on her face at first at Rika's sudden movement, while the group of people as an entirety still seems frozen on the spot. And while her words don't mean that much to her - the reincarnation of Oyashiro-sama? - she does understand what she's trying to say.

And she can't help but think of Bernkastel at that offer, if not just because of the likeness between the two. And the last time that witch had offered her a miracle, it had been a complete lie.

Her thoughts start to waver.

(The feeling in her stomach pounds.) ]

I want to be shown a miracle for real this time.

[ There's all sort of things behind those words. Perhaps somewhat of a threat, or even a promise to herself, or maybe she's just trying to justify this decision for herself, but Ange grabs Rika's hand nonetheless while covering her wound with the hand that's still free. She lets out a heavy breath. ]

[breakin_ur_lore]

[The words barely make any sense to him. They're cruel, degrading...untrue. And they become more - earnest? As she drops the paper - he knows that she's not just saying it, just reading it or reciting something her classmates have said. He wants to move to stop her, or even just to say something - but he's somehow rooted in place. Only when the blood (far too much of it) reaches his feet is the spell broken, and the pent up energy makes his movement towards her jerky.]

Ange!

[Hes reaching out as well, as though perhaps the addition of his hands will stop the blood -]

[endofdaydream]

[ She feels awful - not because of the wound or the blood spilling out of it, even though she doesn't quite realise yet it's not physically harming her as much as it should, considering the amount of blood she has already lost. Just the very thought of dying, of having to leave behind her new-found.. happiness, yes, that was it, was enough to make her want to cry.

But when she notices Med'an approaching, feels his hands, she can't help but put her own blood-drenched hands on top of his'. To stop the bleeding, yes, but maybe also a bit just to confirm that he's really there, that she hasn't lost everything just yet. ]

Med'an.. [ Her voice shakes a little. ]

[breakin_ur_lore]

[He shouldn't freak out at the sight of blood - he's a healer, after all - and normally he actually doesn't, but he can't help but feel uneasy. More than uneasy, even. After all, Ange was one of his best friends, and she was dying before him, and the blood wasn't stopping...]

Ange - it's okay, I can fix you. I won't let anything happen to you -

[If he can. Or maybe he's already failed her, for letting her die once, or maybe he simply has no power in this place.]

[endofdaydream]

[ Perhaps she should try to somewhat keep up her distant and deadpan attitude. But she can't bring herself to do that for some reason, not when she's standing here and the blood keeps flowing and-- ]

I--... I don't want to die.. [ She swallows back a sob. ] Please.. don't leave me alone again..

[ She lets one hand leave their pile of hands on her wound, reaching out for him instead. ]

[barnabydesu]

[Barnaby doesn't know this girl, he doesn't know what has just happened, and he doesn't know if there's anything he can do. But he's a hero, and a hero's job is to help, isn't it? So he hurriedly puts a hand on her shoulder and then kneels down to look at the bleeding wound. It certainly seems bad (and he definitely hasn't realized that she isn't in any real danger of dying). Quickly, he tells her:]

I'm going to help you. Please sit down, I need to try and stop the bleeding.

[endofdaydream]

[ She doesn't really recognize him either - although she figures he must be one of the people from Demeleier as well, considering the other people standing near-frozen in the crowd. But.. does it really matter who he is? Any help is help, right-- and she wants to survive, she doesn't want to die like she has wanted for the longest time now.

She sits down on the edge on one of the nearby desks, her wound still positively flooding the classroom with blood. She finally moves her hands (now completely blood-stained as well) from the wound, her face in agony - although it might be more from the idea of dying than the actual pain. ]

P-please.. [ She sounds pathetic, and Ange wishes she could sound a bit stronger right now, but she can't bring herself to do that much. ]

[barnabydesu]

Don't worry; you won't die.

[It doesn't sound nearly as comforting as he would like it to. Barnaby has never been good at providing comfort, as he's never had to.

But he is trying.

All this blood... Is it even possible to bleed this much and still be conscious, let alone alive? Does the human body have this much blood to spare...? He pulls off his jacket and ties it around her stomach. Then, he presses on it--on the wound. Pressure should help, right? It's not a proper bandage, though, and he's definitely not a doctor.]

How are you feeling? Light-headed?

[endofdaydream]

[ For all how much of a cynic she normally is, she's so eager to believe those words right now, cling on to them-- as long as there's someone to help her right now, it doesn't matter to her who it is. As long as she just won't die and be all alone again, that much is fine. ]

Feeling..? [ She frowns at the word, as if she has to think about it for a moment. ] I feel-- [ Her voice sounds a bit pained, although most likely more from the thought than the wound itself. ]

... The blood is still coming out, isn't it?

THE MIRACLE NEVER HAPPEN...

[theloverscard]

[Rise couldn't remember how she got here in the first place. Was she just wandering aimlessly, until she let herself in this school? She didn't recall a building like this in Demeleier though... The sound of girls leads her into the classroom where Ange is.

She didn't understand what was happening.

Who were these girls? Why were they bullying Ange? For a brief moment, she remembers her own past experiences with bullying. The way that girls tried to destroy you with their words alone. The way you just stare at the ground, at your feet until it all went away. Rise stands on the sidelines, wondering what to do about this... She wasn't strong like Chie-senpai. She probably shouldn't get into a fight. But she also couldn't just stand there and let Ange suffer alone.

But suddenly Ange is yelling- suddenly Rise is horribly aware of the blood coming forth from her stomach. She doesn't know who she shoves out of the way, but she forces her way through.]

Ange--!

both miracles and magic exist n___n

[endofdaydream]

[ Her head snaps up at that voice, if not just because she recognizes it clearly even if she hasn't heard it that much before. Her hands don't move from her stomach though, desperately trying to somehow halt the flow of blood. ]

Rise.. [ The name escapes her mouth more than that she actually says it, somewhat confused to see the other girl here but part of her perhaps.. relieved too, to not stand here and bleed while everyone is just watching on as if frozen. ]

[theloverscard]

[Rise ignores the other people around them, ripping off part of her shirt to try to bandage Ange's wound. It was probably futile. There was too much blood already. Why wouldn't it stop?]

You are going to live, Ange. You have to!

ooh miss rise ooh

[endofdaydream]

[ It's enough to surprise her even more, even though her own will to live had only surfaced halfway through the dream Rise seems to be working for it even harder than she is.. And perhaps that's what motivates her. If even Rise could be this determined over it, the very least she could do was giving it her all. ]

... Yeah. [ There's a hint of something very determined in her voice as she grits her teeth, walking a bit and grabbing Rise's hand to get her out of here even though the wound still hurts. ]

Let's do it. In order to live.. let's get out of here and find something to help.

I'M ALWAYS LATE FOR THIS EVENTS *CRIES*

[whaticannothave]

[Those girls... Leviathan knew them so well. She couldn't help but remember that day. But, this was different. Ange summoned them again, she did wanted to see the Sisters again. This time was indeed different... If Lady Ange wanted, she would kill them all without hesitation. Ange was strong to bear the blood in her hands▬ No. Those were Leviathan's hands the ones that would be covered in blood.

She didn't say anything, but she did move closer to her Master. Arms moving to hold her close in a protective way. She did promise to make Ange happy. A promise she made with Battler and Souji, and with the other sisters despite they weren't here. Her red eyes were filled with the determination and anger towards those who dared to bully her Master.]

Lady Ange is not alone. I'll make all the pain go away.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, YOU'RE RIGHT ON TIME.. B)

[endofdaydream]

Leviathan..

[ The name almost escapes her mouth the moment she feels those arms and the girl's words. ... That's right. Leviathan, and even the other sisters.. they had always been there for her. They weren't just her Furniture, but her friends as well. Something important she had never wanted to deny the way she had before. So she can't help but smile a little, even with the blood still trinkling down from the wound in her stomach, flowing even from behind the hands she held over it. ]

That's right.. I.. I'm not alone, right..? [ Her voice is a bit softer, a bit more vulnerable than usually. ]

YEAH RIGHT...

[whaticannothave]

Lady Ange is never alone! She has us, she has Souji, she has many friends!

[Without hesitation, she moved her hands to her wound. Blood tainted her already tainted hands again, but this time it was different. The blood that was being scattered wasn't her fault. She wasn't the reason behind it.]

Everything is going to be alright.

you're always right on time in my heart..

[endofdaydream]

[ It's strange to have Leviathan touch the wound, but it's also comforting in some way. She moves her own hands over Leviathan's, closing her eyes for a moment before swallowing. ]

I'm not alone anymore.. [ She pauses. ] That's why I want to live on.. I don't want to lose everyone again.