[ as richard leaves, ayaka's sight doesn't follow him. maybe it'd be better to say that she isn't looking at him, but simply forward.
in his absence, however quick it is, she sees it. the figure, much smaller than her, staring back at her. with her hood pulled down, she can see it now. the transparent blonde hair and pointed ears sticking out, with blue eyes staring back at her. when saber's back, her face is in her hands. she doesn't want to see her. she doesn't want to see him. she doesn't want to see anyone.
his question sounds distant, as if he were talking from hundreds of meters away. with a shuddering breath, she tries to assess the damage and comes up with nothing but static. with a shuddering breath, she tries to give whatever information comes to her head. ]
I-I tripped. My hands... I think my ankle... oh god, Saber what did I do?
[ another person dead because of her. once again, her hands are marred in the blood of others, like the monster that she is. ]
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in his absence, however quick it is, she sees it. the figure, much smaller than her, staring back at her. with her hood pulled down, she can see it now. the transparent blonde hair and pointed ears sticking out, with blue eyes staring back at her. when saber's back, her face is in her hands. she doesn't want to see her. she doesn't want to see him. she doesn't want to see anyone.
his question sounds distant, as if he were talking from hundreds of meters away. with a shuddering breath, she tries to assess the damage and comes up with nothing but static. with a shuddering breath, she tries to give whatever information comes to her head. ]
I-I tripped. My hands... I think my ankle... oh god, Saber what did I do?
[ another person dead because of her. once again, her hands are marred in the blood of others, like the monster that she is. ]