withsadness: (011)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-04 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
Hi, Lea!

[She is, it looks like, making a little bouquet of flowers for herself. Mostly of any red flowers she can find, haha.]

I'm picking pretty flowers!
withsadness: <user name="ebii-tan" site="livejournal.com"> (081)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-04 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Red is my favorite color. It reminds me of my very best friend...and it reminds me of you now, too, so now it reminds me of my very best friends! When I think of red things, I think that they seem so alive.
withsadness: (041)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-04 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Good! From now on I'll remember you as Lea the red flower! And every time I see a red flower, I'll think of you, okay?

[She holds up one of the flowers toward him.]

Always keep this safe.
withsadness: <user name="ebii-tan" site="livejournal.com"> (066)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-04 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
You can make a crown out of flowers?

[Gasp shock AMAZE.]

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-07 09:25 (UTC) - Expand
withsadness: (006)

Week 0: Post Announcement

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-07 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hearing the talk and the uproar...Mary, uncomfortable, quickly escapes back to her house with Lea, sitting on the bed with her book in her lap, though it's closed and she seems to mostly be holding onto it like one might hold onto a doll.]

What does it mean? What does dead mean? That we can't play with him anymore?
withsadness: <user name="ebii-tan" site="livejournal.com"> (076)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-07 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't like it...when people are gone.

[Can't they all stay? Stay and play forever?]

If alive is when they can play, I want everyone to be alive. That funny man helped me catch a chicken, you know...I named her Lady Red.
withsadness: (164)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-07 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Are you going to die?

[This is all just a big oof moment.]
withsadness: <user name="ebii-tan" site="livejournal.com"> (074)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-07 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mary listens, quiet. When she finally speaks, it's the first time she's spoken in such a way to all his explanations.]

I don't believe you. If someone chooses to kill you, and you die and you're hated, why would they want to keep you? Those people...when they die, they're nothing.

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-07 23:33 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 00:31 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 01:16 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 01:27 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 01:39 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 01:54 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 02:25 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 02:37 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 03:18 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 03:42 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 04:03 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 04:18 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-08 04:30 (UTC) - Expand
withsadness: <user name="ebii-tan" site="livejournal.com"> (love that I had etched)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-09 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
[He'll get his answer before long. From the shadows, the thing that's taken over Mary lunges at him with a roar, only to get flung backwards and crash against the wall, and crumble to the floor.]

Your promises are worthless. What do you want, huh? Do you want me to play with you more?

[Her hands claw against the floor, she screams and bangs her fists against it, and then curling into a ball, pulls at her hair.]

No...no, I'm sorry. I don't mean it. Don't leave me, don't go...I can't look, I can't watch you go away!
withsadness: (167)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-09 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[The darkness around her flickers and falters even if it never truly breaks. Mary's small body shakes as she huddles there, like a frightened animal. Clearly, there's some kind of internal struggle going on.]

I don't want to die, Lea.
withsadness: (005)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-09 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
The...the end? It won't?

[She wants to believe it, of course she does...but it's hard. It's hard to think of the good that might be waiting when the immediate future is, well...]

It's going to hurt, isn't it?

[She reaches for the book, a small hand pressing into the cover.
withsadness: <user name="ebii-tan" site="livejournal.com"> (i am locked in this present day.)

[personal profile] withsadness 2019-06-09 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
I'll...I'll keep that memorized.

[With their pinkies locked, she pulls the rest of his hand closer, until she can rest her tear-stained cheek against it.]

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-09 04:53 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] withsadness - 2019-06-09 05:29 (UTC) - Expand