couldn’t question good fortune, certainly not in his situation. )
Give it over.
( How the hell was he going to bandage himself if even flexing his fingers brought pain that felt like ice on his skin? The action was illogical. But then the only other person who would do it was… )
[ So loud… ] ( He thought. Then he almost smiled to himself, because if he was having thoughts like this, then it would mean he was going back to normal. Almost. )
( He was genuinely surprised whoever had raided this place hadn’t taken the kit, though. Maybe they dropped it or something, but one
the hard lines of his sallow face. )
Go find a first-aid kit or something. Surely a shop like this would at least have one.
( He didn’t wait for Mizuki to agree before walking off on his own to do just that. )
next thought was of those blue-and-red eyes, empty pools of serene warmth, much like her expression. She always looked at him with such unconditional kindness, kindness he never really repaid, and that he would never, ever get to repay. )
( He scowls, turning his back on Mizuki, but pain traces
Since when did you worry about me?
[ Since forever, you idiot, ] ( his own thoughts spat back at him. But he ignored them, managed to lift himself to his feet, and offered his hand to Mizuki without thinking. )
Oh… wait. ( He retracted it with a frown. ) Never mind.
( Only god knows why his very
// so just confirming we roleplay them trying to find stuff to wrap Niikai’s hands up?
DO IT//
// By the way Niikai‘s hands are still bloody and injured so we have two options… either we roleplay them finding stuff to wrap them up or we say that happened offscreen and call it a day :D
through which the daylight barely filtered through, pale, meager, and blue. Mizuki had stopped shaking beside him, everything was still, chilly, and bleak, like a dead winter’s morning. )
( Tomorrow would not wait for them. But they would wait for tomorrow, and in the meantime, they would rest. )
Hm…
( He hums awkwardly, in place of all the words he didn’t know how to say. )
…Don’t thank me just yet.
( He always said things like these. So cold, so mean, so distant. It was a part of him he knows he isn’t planning on changing anytime soon. )
( He looks out the window, at the thick fog
TRUE//
//This is so funny because I headcanon Niikai’s hands to be cold all the time but whatever floats your boat ig! /lh
even if it may just be feeding his own ego sometimes. And Ena is also for the blunt parts of him that say whatever he wants to say.
with others and relationships, and also his tendency to push others away because he thinks they will never be able to understand, because he can’t even understand himself. Ena is for the part of him that can’t empathize with others, but which still tries to understand them rationally and help them,
// Well Mafuyu is self-explanatory. Kanade is the most interesting one, because both had an innate belief they were good for nothing but saving people and would disappear once they fulfilled their goal of doing so, but now that is changing. Mizuki‘s struggles mirror his difficulties in connecting
Holy shit that is SCARY//
exposed wounds. It was all he could offer. He knew it also wasn‘t enough. But at least it was something. )
( She was shaking again. He should probably do something, shouldn’t he? But his hands were still bleeding and he wasn’t good at comfort at all, so he couldn’t just hug her back. She would probably would have been better at this. He squeezes her hand gently, winces when the movement pulls on the raw,
// Now I have the urge to ramble about how Niikai resembles every single Niigo member in his own specific way but hhjshjshjshdjhdkjfd MIZUKI
// OMG CAT
// Oh my god.
to comfort her? Say that nothing about this was ever her fault? That would just be hurting her all over again. So instead, he says, )
We both… know everything isn’t.
Don’t say that when you know it isn’t.
( There was no force or anger in his voice. There was nothing left of them to be. But his words still rung true. )
( He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. He knew part of her blamed herself for everything that was happening. Did he mean
Delete
// Bye the game hasn’t even started yet and Niikai already crashed out twice 💀 /lh
#altarofeons
// Hello. What the FUCK
else’s trembling arm. )
…Never mind. I’m sorry.
( The last two words were nearly inaudible. They felt unusual in his mouth, like a hard, strange rock. But he found that meant them in the moment, and so he let himself say them. )
her own burdens too, burdens he would never be able to see or heal. He would never be good enough for any of them, no matter how much he tried to help them move forward. )
( He was trying, though. That counted, right? )
You… you don't have to…
( A numb, bleeding hand, placed gently on someone
( He should let himself feel this. )
( With that thought came a feeling of release, like vines around his heart dissolving away. And the tears came harder, but the pain they brought was, in its way, a kind of relief. )
( He feels horrible for letting Mizuki see him like this. She must be carrying
how hard he tried to kill it. )
[ …Killing… my own feelings…? ]
( That sounded awfully familiar, didn’t it? He’d said something similar to someone else a long, long time ago. )
( It would seem that he’s forgotten his own words. He scoffs weakly, lowering his heavy, aching head. )
