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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 11, 2008 19:54:08 GMT -5
Sharpie glared sharply at Light. "You aren't Night, and you've never been in a place like hers. You've never been broken, so how do you know what it's like to heal? You don't. It hurts like hell and you might not want to live at some point, but you work through it. You, Light, are telling me that If I said I wanted to die, you would let me? If you loved a wolf and she was suicidal would you stop her?!" Sharpie said in a low tone, not hostile or undermining, just questioning. He was privately disgusted with Light, but said nothing. "Night was a great alphess, and she still could be. if she is in too much bodily pain to go on anymore, than let her speak it herself! But if all she has to say is how horrible she thinks she is, then I'm not going to stand by and let you kill her!" Sharpie looked Light right in the eye, daring him to say something.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 11, 2008 20:07:02 GMT -5
"...Sharpie...?" Night murmured. "...Light..."
She paused.
"I was n-never as strong as--" she inhaled sharply "--Yozora was... I-I'm sorry for not..."
She paused, mind drifting.
No, focus.
"...not being a strong leader..."
Her breathing slowed slightly.
"Don't you dare quit on me now," Diablo whispered in Night's ear.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 11, 2008 21:05:08 GMT -5
"You ARE a strong leader!" Sharpie told her, meaning it from the deepest part of his soul. He knew now that it wasn't that Night didn't want to live. She didn't, but her wounds were also so terrifyingly deep.... "You are strong, Night. Don't you ever forget that."
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 11, 2008 21:12:25 GMT -5
Night smiled faintly. "...thank you, Sharpie..." Her breathing continued to slow. "...that makes me feel better..."
Diablo fussed over the wound on her stomach, and growled suddenly. "Dammit... of all the things..." he muttered under his breath, examining the terrifyingly deep wound along her stomach.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 11, 2008 21:25:08 GMT -5
"You brought us back from the Days of Bloodsbane and Death's Blood Mist. You lead us through Verlust's destruction. You lead us across the mountains. You lead us to the new, great place. Night, you are an amazing wolf. You have done more than what is required of you, so much more. You never stopped giving to this pack, and if you leave us now, Night, we will honor your name for a hundred moons to come. It would be you who lead us in the stars," Sharpie woofed softly, voice choking a bit.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 11, 2008 21:34:26 GMT -5
Diablo peered closer at the wound...
Seconds later, he took a pace back.
"Dear Lupus," he mumured, closing his eyes somberly. He slowly turned to face Sharpie, and sighed.
"I'm sorry, but she isn't going to make it," he whispered.
Night was already slipping away, without the stinging pressure against her ear to keep her awake.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 11, 2008 21:42:16 GMT -5
Sharpie nodded solemnly, glancing at Light. His expression was not one of regret, but one of acceptence. He would accept Light as the new alpha and be loyal as ever, but he did not regret the harsh words he'd said to the wolf earlier. As beta, it would be Sharpie's job to advise Light as best as he could. They would disagree at times, but that did not make either of the disagreeable. They could differ and take each other's opinion in consideration. Sharpie turned to Night, heart heavy. "Goodbye, Night. Watch over us in the Twilight Realm."
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 11, 2008 21:46:05 GMT -5
(Did you miss my last post, Mud?  ) |
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 11, 2008 21:52:25 GMT -5
Night smiled a final time. "You can count on that, Sharpie...." Her breathing hitched. "...I'll say hello to Zolor for you........"
She became still, her eyes glazed and darkening. The heat of her body chilled, and her fur dulled as he soul was tossed into the sky, awaiting the Twilight Realm.
Diablo lowered his head in respect. "Peace to you, Night," he murmured softly. He padded forward, and-- once again-- committed an act that no ordinary Healer would have done. He took a claw and ran it across Night's stomach, splitting the already wounded skin to open the flesh.
One might call this disresepctful... to Diablo, however, it was at the utmost importance that he did this.
Allowing blood to spill onto the floor, he searched through the carcass, careful not to puncture the organs... even though she was already dead.
"Where is it?" he whispered to himself, combing through the body.
(FINALLY! SHE'S DEAD!! XD
...yeah, Diablo is weird...)
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 11, 2008 21:54:59 GMT -5
Sharpie pushed his way between Diablo and Night, horrified at what the healer had done. "Excuse me?!" He said, voice challenging.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 11, 2008 22:02:04 GMT -5
"Since when do we mutilate our dead?" Sharpie questioned. He felt ganged up on. And a little hurt, too. Night had always valued what he had to say, even if it went against what she thought. Would Light be different?
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 11, 2008 22:02:05 GMT -5
Diablo raised his gaze to meet Sharpie's when he pushed him away. Claws glistening red, he replied, "I only act in her interests... I am saving her dignity before she is buried."
He took a step forward, eyeing Sharpie. "Please, I must continue..." He gently shoved Sharpie out of his way, and reached into the body again...
"There's the devil," he growled, hooking his claws on something. He swung his paw back, and a strange, crimson figure was tossed onto the floor, thin and small.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 11, 2008 22:13:48 GMT -5
Sharpie nodded, backing away. He ducked out of the den, worn and weary. His daughter had run away. Light already disliked him. In time, Holly would, too. He felt utterly alone. He remebered feeling like this before...and ignoring Holly because he figured he'd have to live without her, anyway. Maybe she'd understand...maybe not...
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 11, 2008 22:17:24 GMT -5
Diablo padded away from Night's body, having found what he had been searching for. Lifting a paw up, he brough it down-- full force-- on the figure. It collapsed under his weight.
"Well, there, Mephisto spawn," Diablo murmured. "Your father really did get Night pregnant..." He swiped the dead fetus away from the corpse. "Well, you're not of Night's blood anymore," he growled, glancing back at the dead alphess. "You no longer disgrace this wolf."
He stood and padded to the other side of the den, collecting cobwebs and returning to "mop" up the blood.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 11, 2008 22:31:11 GMT -5
Diablo sighed softly, still watching the alphess. "No one deserves to die like that," he murmured softly. "No one, except Mephisto and Sonofacat."
Fury burned in his eyes. He was reminded of the wolves who had killed his Lucinda once more...
"...I best be off. I have things to take care of; a few debts to settle." A shadow fell across his face as spoke. He nodded curtly to Light. "Goodbye, and good luck."
The Healer padded out of the den, heading for the entrance...
He paused, seeing Sharpie not to far away. Saddened.
"You there," he murmured, staking a step torward the Beta. He hesitated for a moment, and then decided to speak. "Do you... do you love someone?"
It was an odd inquiry, but he was compelled to ask.
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
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