11-09-2024, 10:13 PM
FATED, FAITHFUL, FATAL...
That voice, the silver bells ringing in his ears, it was startling to Project. "Our dance was so long ago, Jello." He murmured, swaying side to side to the music. "Have you come to take me, finally? Is it my time?" The wolf continued, turning to face her from beneath his golden mask. "You're not real, are you? How would you be here?" Comes the next question, a long sigh leaving his lips before he laughed softly to himself.
"Darling, your age matters not, you look stunning as always. Besides, I'm certain your memory is much better than mine." Project assured her, offering Jello a smile, unsure as to if he was imagining her presence, or if she was truly and currently before the Knight Captain. His memory wasn't good enough to properly recall the last time the two had interacted, other than it wasn't on good terms, regardless, he was appreciative of her being present and concerned about his wellbeing. "It's nice to see you again, Jello. I... have missed you, to be frank. I was hopeful to see anyone."
Then she asked what happened to him. Gods, what did happen? He had seen more lifetimes between their meeting and departure than he knew how to articulate. More pleasure and pain than he could make sense of. "With... What? My body? I was tortured months ago and left to make my way back here on my own. I lost my leg to infection, some ribs were broken or removed." Project spoke slowly, his blue eye watching Jelloshots with an amused gaze, not quite believing she was truly before him.
"Darling, your age matters not, you look stunning as always. Besides, I'm certain your memory is much better than mine." Project assured her, offering Jello a smile, unsure as to if he was imagining her presence, or if she was truly and currently before the Knight Captain. His memory wasn't good enough to properly recall the last time the two had interacted, other than it wasn't on good terms, regardless, he was appreciative of her being present and concerned about his wellbeing. "It's nice to see you again, Jello. I... have missed you, to be frank. I was hopeful to see anyone."
Then she asked what happened to him. Gods, what did happen? He had seen more lifetimes between their meeting and departure than he knew how to articulate. More pleasure and pain than he could make sense of. "With... What? My body? I was tortured months ago and left to make my way back here on my own. I lost my leg to infection, some ribs were broken or removed." Project spoke slowly, his blue eye watching Jelloshots with an amused gaze, not quite believing she was truly before him.
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