Then a memory was all this would be. As terrible as this path seemed to be going, there was a bright enough conclusion to this particular leg to the journey. All it would do was carve a home in the minds of everyone involved-- a strange sense of guilt and humanity in one, and pushed down nightmares in the other.
Though they really weren't all that pushed down right now, were they?
No, they were all getting dragged up, pulled right up out of him like the shout scraping out of his throat. But just like then, it wasn't enough. There wasn't enough time for his feet to move. There was barely enough to squeeze Shinji's hand back.
Kei didn't hesitate. The blade sliced quick and sure, deep burgundy blooming instantly beneath the glinting steel. It just kept going, and going, bleeding out across the riverbed as the teenager slumped against the earth. Had it been a memory, the wound would have stitched itself together. Kei would have stood up, telling Kai that he was all set.
But it wasn't, and he didn't. There was just blood and more blood and Kai couldn't quite stand up anymore. The weight of everything made him sink his knees against the red drenched pebbles, suddenly that much closer to the body like another glitch in the moment.
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Then a memory was all this would be. As terrible as this path seemed to be going, there was a bright enough conclusion to this particular leg to the journey. All it would do was carve a home in the minds of everyone involved-- a strange sense of guilt and humanity in one, and pushed down nightmares in the other.
Though they really weren't all that pushed down right now, were they?
No, they were all getting dragged up, pulled right up out of him like the shout scraping out of his throat. But just like then, it wasn't enough. There wasn't enough time for his feet to move. There was barely enough to squeeze Shinji's hand back.
Kei didn't hesitate. The blade sliced quick and sure, deep burgundy blooming instantly beneath the glinting steel. It just kept going, and going, bleeding out across the riverbed as the teenager slumped against the earth. Had it been a memory, the wound would have stitched itself together. Kei would have stood up, telling Kai that he was all set.
But it wasn't, and he didn't. There was just blood and more blood and Kai couldn't quite stand up anymore. The weight of everything made him sink his knees against the red drenched pebbles, suddenly that much closer to the body like another glitch in the moment.
"No, no, no..."