[ Standing in the endless wilds of the Shadowlands, her voice grows from a quiet, threadbare whisper, carried on a wind she hasn't realized she's created. Warmth permeates through her song, slowly drowning out the noise in her head. Focus on the sound of your own voice, Hibiki, and pour everything into it. Trace each word, each phrase in the air in front of you like an incantation woven with every note and let it wrap around you, like a blanket on a cold, winter night.
You'll be all right. In spite of everything, you're still you.
The gentle breeze abating with her last note, it disappears into nothingness as Hibiki exhales deeply. Eyes fluttering open, the world that had fallen away as she sang begins to seep back in, bringing with it that heightened spatial awareness. Pressing her lips together briefly, Hibiki paints a (practiced) apologetic smile on her lips as she begins to turn. ]
I would keep moving if I were you, there's nothing here worth stopping for--
[ She says before stopping in her tracks herself, suddenly face-to-face with the only person who could hold her there. Barely held together physically, wounds wrapped with leathery bandages and stained deep crimson from over-exertion and clothing torn and tattered; the one person she saw as stronger than anyone else she's known looks like one gentle touch might shatter him into a million pieces. ]
Kaito...
[ Stormy blues staring into golds as tears spill over, Hibiki takes a few steps toward him.
Slowly closing the distance between them, the small blonde reaches a hand out to him before stopping herself. Pulling it back, she takes one more step forward before slowly, delicately putting her arms around him. Pressing her lips tightly together to try to keep them from trembling, she doesn't say a word. No questions, no scolding--just a ragged little sigh. ]
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You'll be all right. In spite of everything, you're still you.
The gentle breeze abating with her last note, it disappears into nothingness as Hibiki exhales deeply. Eyes fluttering open, the world that had fallen away as she sang begins to seep back in, bringing with it that heightened spatial awareness. Pressing her lips together briefly, Hibiki paints a (practiced) apologetic smile on her lips as she begins to turn. ]
I would keep moving if I were you, there's nothing here worth stopping for--
[ She says before stopping in her tracks herself, suddenly face-to-face with the only person who could hold her there. Barely held together physically, wounds wrapped with leathery bandages and stained deep crimson from over-exertion and clothing torn and tattered; the one person she saw as stronger than anyone else she's known looks like one gentle touch might shatter him into a million pieces. ]
Kaito...
[ Stormy blues staring into golds as tears spill over, Hibiki takes a few steps toward him.
A̴r̶e̴ ̷y̷o̸u̵ ̸c̶r̸a̸z̷y̸?̵!̵ ̷L̶o̸o̷k̵ ̸a̵t̷ ̶h̶i̷m̴!̴ ̵D̴o̴n̷'̷t̴ ̶g̴e̷t̷ ̷a̸n̴y̷ ̶c̸l̶o̸s̸e̸r̵ ̴o̷r̵ ̵h̶e̷'̴l̶l̴ ̶k̴i̸l̷l̴ ̷y̶o̸u̴!̷ ̴T̸h̴a̵t̶ ̵m̷a̷n̴'̴s̸ ̵a̵ ̷w̵i̴l̶d̶ ̸a̶n̵i̵m̶a̴l̴,̸ ̷t̵h̸e̵ ̸m̷o̶m̴e̶n̸t̷ ̴y̴o̶u̷ ̸g̴e̸t̶ ̸c̵l̴o̵s̸e̷,̸ ̶h̴e̴'̷s̷ ̵g̵o̸i̶n̵g̴ ̵t̶o̷ ̶s̷n̴a̶p̸ ̵y̶o̷u̷r̸ ̷n̶e̴c̵k̷!̷
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A̷r̴e̶n̴'̶t̵ ̸y̷o̵u̷ ̵l̴i̵s̴t̸e̸n̴i̷n̸g̸?̷!̶ ̶H̵e̵'̵s̸ ̴d̵a̴n̷g̵e̷r̵o̶u̶s̶!̷ ̶W̸e̵ ̸b̶o̴t̶h̴ ̵k̷n̷o̴w̴ ̴y̴o̶u̷ ̵c̸a̵n̶'̷t̴ ̵s̵t̷a̷n̴d̶ ̵u̵p̶ ̵a̴g̷a̵i̸n̸s̴t̴ ̸h̵i̴m̴!̷ ̴H̷e̸ ̶W̴I̵L̶L̶ ̴k̷i̶l̸l̶ ̸y̶o̴u̸!̷
I don't care.
Slowly closing the distance between them, the small blonde reaches a hand out to him before stopping herself. Pulling it back, she takes one more step forward before slowly, delicately putting her arms around him. Pressing her lips tightly together to try to keep them from trembling, she doesn't say a word. No questions, no scolding--just a ragged little sigh. ]