flameandpassion: (Rei: Control is slipping.)
Hino Rei ([personal profile] flameandpassion) wrote2011-04-25 04:19 pm

52 [Accidental Video]

[There's a series of slammed doors, when the PCD turns on -- anyone who has been inside of it will recognize the Temple of Heaven -- and anyone who pays attention will see that the reason for the slammed doors is quickly approaching the device.

Rei is opening doors, looking inside rooms, and slamming them shut.

Over. And over. And over. And over. And over.

It's a large temple, after all. There are a lot of rooms to look through.

But once Rei has reached the final door, the one closest to the PCD, she is breathless, her fingers are trembling, and she yanks it open with much more force than absolutely necessary. The door slams into the adjacent wall and the PCD manages to look inside it, quickly -- an empty, unused room -- before Rei slams the door shut so hard that the wall shakes.]


Damn it --

[It's choked through a sob as she turns away from the PCD, her shoulders trembling, as she struggles to get ahold of herself. The trembling soon turns into full out shaking and Rei turns, her back hitting the wall, so she can sink to the floor, her hands burying themselves in her hair as she cries.

Sometimes, it's just one last straw to finally break the camel's back.]

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
What scares you, priestess?

[Ciel's voice is barely more than a whisper, flat. As if he really can't give any more of a damn anymore.]

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
She hated this place.

[The first edge of venom enters his words.]

She hated the death and destruction. It was breaking her. She couldn't take it.

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
She wanted to leave.

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
Promises mean nothing in a place like this.

It doesn't matter why. It doesn't matter if it wasn't fair-

[Something in his voice breaks. Just a tiny break, but it's there.]

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
She failed.

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
[... amazingly, he does.]

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He's silent, staring at something over the PCD. For a long time he just holds the PCD, looking...]




... you think so?

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
Then what happens now?

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
...

I may not have time.

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
[A little snort.]

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
... what are you smiling for?

[Really, he's pretty sure nobody else is getting her to smile, here.]

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[identity profile] other-sights.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
[How did he even-

Oh, he won't ask.]


... right.