Wake Me Up When September Ends

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Halo continued grooming Mosca's ears and head, fighting back at his own guilt. It was a loosing battle with Halo making no real progress. This however, was the only repentance Halo could ask for, for Mosca to forgive him for leading her to her death when she'd put faith in him. Halo touched his nose against Mosca's fur, his eyes closed. He felt so tried yet knew he was far from rest.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

You're a bloody wonder... yet appropriate as always, you said repeatedly there's little point in dwelling on the past! Now come here, my love! Nothing to fear, my love! What's dead is dead! The history of the world, my pet, is learn forgiveness and try to forget! And life is only alive, my dear... so let's keep living it! Just keep living it! REALLY LIVING IT!

Mosca's muzzle opened slightly, and a small whisper was finally audible. "...Halo..."

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"I'm here, unless you want me to leave" Halo murmured softly, brushing his muzzle against Mosca's cheek lightly. His eyes were smoldering and bright through the darkness of the Realm of Twilight. His ivory fur stood out strongly against the darkness of her ebony peltage, like yin and yang. Finally it seemed the paralasis was wearing off from Mosca's fight. For that, Halo was thankful though he was somewhat worried of what she would say when she could speak fully again.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Come let me hold you... (If only you knew) You're so warm in my hand...

"...don't..." Mosca managed. "...stay... please..." She furrowed her brow for a moment. "...the voices...come back... if you leave..."

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Halo frowned slightly at the mention of voices. "Voices?" Halo shook his head slightly and rested his head lightly on Mosca's shoulder. "Alright, I won't leave." Halo continued grooming Mosca's dark fur. He was actually surprised. She wanted him to stay, despite the fact that he was the reason she'd wound up here in the first place. Though she would have died eventually, Halo would have prefered if it had been of old age and not because she'd been trying to save him from a fate that had already been spelled out for him.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

"Thank you," she breathed, beginning to feel some control in her jaws. Even the tip of her paws were beginning to have some feeling. She was grateful that the effects wouldn't be permanent.
She closed her eyes again.
"I don't want to hear the voices again..."
I thought I got rid of them.

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Halo decided it was better not to ask about the voices and not think Mosca was crazy. Most of the time she was perfectly sane so Halo knew he only had to worry about the times when he would leave though he wondered if it happened only when he left or when Thite had left her. Halo kept that questioned buried. He really didn't want to upset Mosca again, it made him feel worse then possibly even Merci's death. "Are you getting some feeling back?"

[.Rabid Lycan.]

"Yeah, a little bit," Mosca murmured, eyes still shut. "My father is a damned big brute, but he's also a braindead oaf... He didn't know where to bite to get me permanently paralyzed..." The tip of her forepaw twitched.

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"It wouldn't have mattered. In the Twilight Realm you heal for there is no death from this land" Halo murmured, thinking back to the large brute that had faced Mosca. "I'm sorry I left you to face that alone, it was wrong. I had to face my life before I could do much but I should have tried harder." Halo nuzzled Mosca's neck lightly, resting his head on her shoulder though careful to put no weight on her.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

"Don't worry about it," Mosca murmured as soon as he had finished. The voices can be worse than that she thought darkly.
She paused. "...I would lick you right now, but I can't move my head," she chuckled.

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"That's alright" Halo murmured, a small smile curling on his ivory maw. "I can wait to be mauled by you." Halo chuckled lightly, brushing his muzzle against Mosca's cheek. It was a loving gesture and the slight tint of amusement had taken some of the torment out of his gaze.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Mosca smiled. "Naturally, though, I want revenge... so when I can move again, I'm going to beat you up." She laughed to show she was being sarcastic, and tried to move her head. She was surprised to find she could move it a little bit back and forth.

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Halo laughed at that. "Mosca you are probably half my size!" Halo barked, still chuckling. "You may be fast but I'm not dumb enough to fall for your tricks." Halo nuzzled Mosca's neck teasingly, still laughing lightly. The day Mosca would beat up Halo, now that was a day Halo wanted to see though he would probably regret it.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(though that would be funny to roleplay XD)

"Half your size, eh? Maybe I should try squeezing into a small place where you can't get me," she laughed. "Being the smart wolf that you are, how would you handle that?"
She tried again. She could move her head freely now, she was realizing... though it hurt to do so.

[Ärï]

"Ah but why would I tell you? It may come in handy later and GoldenMist knows if you knew it wouldn't work." Halo winked at Mosca, grinning slightly. Halo already had a plan for what would happen if Mosca did that. It was fairly simple but he wasn't telling. Mosca would use it to her advantage and Halo would never get her, should this ever happen. It was always better to keep your plans to yourself.