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Post by Mykel Rahs on Sept 6, 2010 22:29:39 GMT -8
Mykel choked quietly once, twice, then rolled to his side, coughing up water. "Vergil...." He rasped out. "You.... you saved me." Curling up on his side, the senior closed his eyes. "Shouldn't have. I was gonna see Trys soon."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Sept 6, 2010 22:35:18 GMT -8
Vergil cooed a little and gave Mykel a little nudge with the tail. Thoughts of death and chasing ones who are gone already.. that's no way to be thinking or living for that matter. He received no reaction when he nudged him at first so he slid closer and nudged him again, "Mai-khul.. drauneeng ess no vhay tu die, und I vould noht dreem ov vatcheeng yu goh."
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Sept 6, 2010 22:38:07 GMT -8
"My brother needs me." he whispered, still in that raspy tone. "My little brother. He's all alone, with no one who knows him like I do...." He sat up, face tear-streaked. "I have to help him. He needs love, and someone to protect him."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Sept 6, 2010 22:43:53 GMT -8
Vergil reached forward and wiped Mykel's face free of tears as best as he could and cooed to him again, tail slapping against the shore twice gently. "Mai-khul.. Eff yur bruder ess ahs sveet ahs yu ahre, I ahm zhure he ess vell protekted und loved by ahll whu enkountur hem. He may mees yu buht he has ah nu home nau."
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Sept 6, 2010 22:46:51 GMT -8
I meant you, too. "Thank you, Verg." He whispered, hugging the boy lightly. "Thank you." He sent a small spark to the stars above. "I'm sure he'll be fine."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Sept 6, 2010 22:50:52 GMT -8
Vergil returned the hug as best as he could because the tail got in the way of a proper one, running his hands up and down Mykel's back in comforting motions. Die Wässrige Eine felt her part of the entire fiasco was completed with so with a solitary coo she retreated into her card and Vergil was returned his legs; sadly, that meant he was susceptible to the temperature once again, leaving him shivering as soon as she was gone. He pulled away from the hug to cough into his jacket sleeve.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Sept 6, 2010 22:52:48 GMT -8
Mykel snuggled into Vergil's hug easily, crying gently into his friend's shoulder. "Vergil.... next time I go off alone, save me." He whispered. "I need to be saved too."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Sept 6, 2010 22:55:53 GMT -8
Vergil had returned to hugging his friend when he felt he was done coughing. Running his hands through Mykel's wet hair, he nodded without hesitation and sighed gently, "I vill Mai-khul. Yu ahre noht ahlone. I prohmes." He hoped one day Mykel would come to peace with his brother's accidental death, until then, he'd save him to the best of his abilities.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Sept 6, 2010 22:58:34 GMT -8
Mykel pulled away with a soft whimper, and kissed Vergil's cheek. "Thank you again, Wings. Really." He sighed softly, and stood, gathering his things. "I'm sorry you saw them." He motioned to the scars.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Sept 6, 2010 23:09:27 GMT -8
Vergil stood when Mykel did and brushed the back of his hand against the kissed cheek, understanding it was out of a brotherly affection but it inspired thoughts he had never considered before- not that he voiced them. He held himself now, shaking and soaked, "Thess ess life Mai-khul. Ve du noht komm aut unskarred." The scars meant nothing but stories to him. Everyone had their stories.
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