dramatispersonae

CORAL

You're standing together on what seems to be the main street of a small village, paved with cobblestones, with low buildings standing silent on either side. If you look in any of them, you'll find them dark and empty.

In contrast to the Ring, it's rather chilly. The sky is slate-grey, and it seems like there's snow falling, blanketing you and the village in pure white. On closer inspection, the snow turns out to be ash – but the bleaching is literal. Even when you brush it off, your skin, your hair, your clothes, and your keys remain ash-coloured.

A single, feeble light flickers further down the street.

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No one else would have to be hurt, if you took it. Nightingale-san, and Spitfire-san wouldn't need to volunteer. And of course, I wouldn't either.

[HAND ON SHARK'S HEAD]

I don't mind it and I don't need to be protected.

Edited 2012-12-16 05:13 (UTC)

[ah . . . ]

[Spitfire you are ruining my attempts to guilt Dragonfly into hurting himself (I will thank you later).]

[Just giving Dragonfly a poisonous look then.]

[reaches past them and into the box to grip the bar then]

Fire fills the box! It hurts, predictably.

The box and rod shatter after twenty seconds; the wall crumbles here, but there is no second match.

[at least he was expecting it, biting back a pained noise. he's rigid until the box break and then sags, catching his first breath, bringing his left hand to cradle against his chest]

[do you want a hand to hold :((((]

[after it gets wrapped up, then yes]

[HOLDING THE NOT AS BAD AS ONE 8'(]

. . . thanks. I'm sorry.

[,_______________,]

[squeezes his hand]

It's alright. It will heal.

[rubs his eyes and nods]

If she doesn't, I'll ask Kit . . .

[tugs him into a half hug with his good arm and ruffles his hair]

[Spitfire =(]

[Actually sparing him a worried look.]

Should we move on or do the last door here?

Mm... it's up to you.

We'll move on.

Alright.

[fluttering around him a moment, then digging into her pocket and pulling out a scrap of coral-colored cloth. there ... are a few reddish stains on one end but n/m handing it to him '-']