[ Her shoulder lift when his hand falls upon one of them, but she doesn't fight his pull towards him. Her hand raises from the ground and knocks lightly against his chest in a half-hearted thump as she buries her face against his collar. She all but crumples into him, too exhausted to keep herself upright. That-- that had taken a lot of power to execute, and her mind is still reeling, the energy within her is still thrumming, and her vision is hazy with tears and flashes of what she had seen. ]
Just---.... just like last time.
[ She hadn't even remembered what it had been like when the first version of the world was scrapped, of what happened, what triggered it, what started it. But now that she's seen this future-- a light circling the world, coming back to its starting point, then igniting a power of change-- those memories have resurfaced. She knows that it's exactly as it had happened before.
By the Architect, how many eons has it been since this world began? Too many to count, and to think that all of it will be undone once more if she doesn't-- if they don't...
Her teeth grit. ] That... That is the future... if we do nothing. That's why-- that's why we have to beg for our death.
CW!! death, suicide, probably should have mentioned this before ;;
Just---.... just like last time.
[ She hadn't even remembered what it had been like when the first version of the world was scrapped, of what happened, what triggered it, what started it. But now that she's seen this future-- a light circling the world, coming back to its starting point, then igniting a power of change-- those memories have resurfaced. She knows that it's exactly as it had happened before.
By the Architect, how many eons has it been since this world began? Too many to count, and to think that all of it will be undone once more if she doesn't-- if they don't...
Her teeth grit. ] That... That is the future... if we do nothing. That's why-- that's why we have to beg for our death.