Yuca Collabel (
death_begins) wrote2010-09-18 11:19 pm
Thirty-second rebirth [Accidental Video]
[He's standing on the edge of a tall, tall building- the very lip of it- staring out into the distance. As if one slight breeze wouldn't knock him over and topple him to what would probably be his death.
Ys (not Yuca, Ys) takes a deep breath. Looks down toward the ground, lets the wind sway him where he stands. His eyes are hollow, dead. He looks like he's going to jump.
He's ten years old.
...but it wouldn't accomplish anything, would it? He would just come back. Come back in Adstring, come back in his world, it didn't particularly matter. It was absolutely and utterly futile. Trapped in this body, in his memories, a prisoner of life itself.
Still standing on that ledge, he looks to the sky and his tiny frame is wracked with a small sob.]
[[ooc: Due to canon update event, Yuca is now Ys, his future reincarnation. I'm a bit shaky with his voice, please forgive me D8]]
Ys (not Yuca, Ys) takes a deep breath. Looks down toward the ground, lets the wind sway him where he stands. His eyes are hollow, dead. He looks like he's going to jump.
He's ten years old.
...but it wouldn't accomplish anything, would it? He would just come back. Come back in Adstring, come back in his world, it didn't particularly matter. It was absolutely and utterly futile. Trapped in this body, in his memories, a prisoner of life itself.
Still standing on that ledge, he looks to the sky and his tiny frame is wracked with a small sob.]
[[ooc: Due to canon update event, Yuca is now Ys, his future reincarnation. I'm a bit shaky with his voice, please forgive me D8]]

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Then you must resurrect the dead!Er. I mean...]... [Merlin sighs and twirls the tulip between thumb and forefinger, watching it for a moment before his eyelids dip closed very slowly. When he manages to force them open again, he moves to tuck the flower in the dip of his neckerchief.] Still, I'm sure she remembers me as well.
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[He sighs, wrapping his arms tighter around himself, making the blood under the bandage on his wrist seep a bit further into the white bindings.]
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...they've been looked at.
[GOD MERLIN YOU ARE THE EPITOME OF NOT HELPING.]