"No. I did this, I have to fix
it." His voice was solemn and he was serious. "There's a kit in my
dresser, cam you bring it to me?" He asked, inspecting the damage
done to TK. "I've healed them before, when KID was fighting me." He
explained.
*...? Wait what?*
Glich:Alright *you run up the stairs and went through the hall way
looking at the rooms* there! *you ahead inside the room*
TK:grk! H-how much HP do I even h-have left-?
HP:99/?????
TK:S-Sh***
"TK! Please, just stay still."
Luciel said, his tone worried. He gently placed his hand on your
shoulder in an attempt to comfort you. He felt the sudden urge to
attack you while you were weak but he fought it back. "Come on
Glich... We're running out of time..." He said, silently
praying.
"Thank you. You keep TK still
and safe." he said taking the pack and taking out a piece of
charcoal and a book. He thumbed through it frantically, finally
finding the page he was looking for, and began to draw a large
circle on the floor around the three of you, with strange symbols
both inside and outside of the man circle. "Almost... done..." He
said, panting a bit from fighting his rising
desires.
His eyes grew dark, like they had been in the hallway. But his
pupils remained the same. The circle glowed with a pleasant,
warming light. The light grew brighter and brighter until there was
nothing left to focus on. 'Please let this work...' he
thought...
Then after a few moments it
faded leaving the smell of sweet flowers and syrup behind. Luciel's
eyes returned to normal and he let out an exhausted sigh, nearly
collapsing on the spot from the energy that spell had cost him.
"D-did it work?" He asked, barely managing to stay upright.
The spell is in latin and translates
roughly to "Please heal wounds. No matter how deep. No matter the
cause. Come to regain lost health and to regain our strength. I beg
you ..."
*you felt your neck... you still have the cut but it doesn’t seem
to hurt*
Glich:... I think it worked.. *you look at TK*
TK:... I feel somewhat better... *you put your paws on the side
where you go slashed...nothing*
HP:739/????
TK:it will do for now.. thanks..
TK/G:Luciel!
*the two rushed towards Luciel*
Glich:come on.. *you grab Luciel arm and put it around your
shoulder, same thing with TK and the two try to drag Luciel onto
the couch*
Glich:grk- Why is everyone so heavy!
*The two managed to take Luciel to the couch and place him on top,
Glich Put her hand near Luciel’s chest*
Glich:... he’s just tired.. Let’s give him some rest..
'Luciel was in a town. He knew this place but didn't recognize
it. There were kids running around , and playing, fighting with
fake swords and having fun. People were at the market, buying and
selling goods and having friendly chats. There were even beggars
and bums roaming the streets. Every person there had something in
common however. Something in common the he didn't have.
They were all happy. Content with their everyday lives. But not
him. He felt an urge, an itch deep inside the he knew wasn't right.
Instead of seeing all those happy people, instead of seeing them as
friends, all he saw when looking at them was another soul. A
potential fix for when he inevitably snaps again.
This upsets him. He has a hard time talking to people, a hard time
smiling and putting up the front that he's normal just like them.
So he puts on his mask, his smile, and goes about life dreading
each day, every hour...'
*the two head towards the kitchen and look for something for Luciel
to eat*
Glich:what does he even like anyways?
TK:dunno.. maybe a sandwich
Glich:... maybe
TK:we should ask him
Glich: he needs to rest remember?
TK:oh yea.. I forgot..
He felt the gnawing hunger even
is his sleep and makes a face, placing his hand on his stomach,
letting out a small noise of discomfort.
'All those people... All those souls... He felt himself reach
for his sword. "Maybe just one?" He asks himself, trying to reason
with logic. "No... Those are people, not food..." He moved his hand
way from the weapon. "But surely one of them is bound to be so, so
tasty..." He continues to watch the people go about their day,
silently wondering how each one would taste and which one would be
the best to consume.'
*Glich looks back at Luciel*
Glich:... god I’m gonna regret doing this..
TK:doing what?-
Glich:J-Just stand back! *you put your arms infront of you and
focus and coding in a soul*
[-200]
Glich:s****
*a soul have been created*
TK:why did you make a soul-
*you ignore TK question and walked over to Luciel and place a soul
in a jar near him with a note*
Glich:let’s go TK
It didn't take long before
Luciel woke up again. He jumped up in a cold sweat, and quickly
looked at his hands expecting to see blood. He swallowed and let
our a relieved sigh, his mouth watering.
He was finally about to see what someone tasted like before he
woke up.
He looked around, wondering where everyone had gone off to, then
the noticed the note and the jarred soul. He shifted so that he was
sitting properly on the couch and picked up the note to read
it.
J-just take it.. dont ask how I
got it into a jar
~Glich
*The two are in Glich’s Room*
Glich:show me the bracelet
TK:...why..?
Glich:I know you manage to override it.. how else you gotten the
chance to attack?
TK:... Fine.. *you roll up your sleeve to reveal and burned up
bracelet*
Glich:Damn it TK..