07-21-2018, 01:04 AM
(Edited 07-21-2018, 11:50 AM by VERSAILLESPALACE.)
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Sombra's movements cause her to stumble but she holds on, holds on as desperately as she could because letting go would be letting Sombra die and Versailles - Versailles can't let that happen. She latches onto her and ignores the struggle, ignores the fighting, ignores the unfamiliar words flying out of her mouth like bullets. She's not going to let Sombra die like this, stuck in her memories, in her grief, in her past - she's not going to let Sombra's fire go out like that.
A part of her wonders what Sombra is seeing - a part of her wonders if she's going to start seeing the same thing too. Her gaze is already growing blurry, her mind pounding and swimming all at once. Her throat is itchy, screaming for a cough, but doing so would cause her to drop Sombra and so she holds it back, lets it irritate her throat further. Each breath comes out a wheeze, a noisy stutter that's being yanked from the back of her lungs and tearing away at her respiratory tract with each smoke-laden inhale. She feels like her chest is going to burst. She feels like she's going to explode.
Versailles turns back, reaches out her prehensile tail and aims to touch Ada's shoulder, telling her to follow - follow quickly - before trudging along and being careful not to accidentally drop Sombra. Just the state of her is tearing at Versailles' heart, and in the end she is crying - it's too familiar a situation, it's too close to home, it reminds her too much of...
Sombra, please, she begs, too afraid to say it out loud, too afraid to let her pleading be heard. Her head is beginning to ache, to swirl, it's getting harder and harder to walk with all the smoke and the asphyxiation. Her entire body is only a few seconds away from collapse but she can't give up, can't give in - she needs to keep fighting, for Sombra's safety, for Sombra's sake. Even if she gets violent, even if she tries clawing or biting or tearing at her flesh, Versailles won't let go - ever so gentle, ever so patient, she'll keep marching until they're both outside the Observatory.
She'll take whatever punishment Sombra has in store for her then.
A part of her wonders what Sombra is seeing - a part of her wonders if she's going to start seeing the same thing too. Her gaze is already growing blurry, her mind pounding and swimming all at once. Her throat is itchy, screaming for a cough, but doing so would cause her to drop Sombra and so she holds it back, lets it irritate her throat further. Each breath comes out a wheeze, a noisy stutter that's being yanked from the back of her lungs and tearing away at her respiratory tract with each smoke-laden inhale. She feels like her chest is going to burst. She feels like she's going to explode.
Versailles turns back, reaches out her prehensile tail and aims to touch Ada's shoulder, telling her to follow - follow quickly - before trudging along and being careful not to accidentally drop Sombra. Just the state of her is tearing at Versailles' heart, and in the end she is crying - it's too familiar a situation, it's too close to home, it reminds her too much of...
Sombra, please, she begs, too afraid to say it out loud, too afraid to let her pleading be heard. Her head is beginning to ache, to swirl, it's getting harder and harder to walk with all the smoke and the asphyxiation. Her entire body is only a few seconds away from collapse but she can't give up, can't give in - she needs to keep fighting, for Sombra's safety, for Sombra's sake. Even if she gets violent, even if she tries clawing or biting or tearing at her flesh, Versailles won't let go - ever so gentle, ever so patient, she'll keep marching until they're both outside the Observatory.
She'll take whatever punishment Sombra has in store for her then.
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