As Ophelia left the room, she nodded. Of course she had, but left alone in a room with him... Perhaps it was time she were completely honest with him.
"...I fear I'm nearing my limit," she admitted, voice low so Ophelia would hopefully not overhear. The very faint glow in her eyes faded as she stared at her hands, she felt it best to start from the beginning. "When we were summoned, I thought that the visions would stop. The constant pain had, as though some part of what Kalki had done to call us here had caused the cells to go into remission." Something that until recently she had been grateful for. At last, she could finally die like anyone else.
"When Heroes who were summoned with colored crystals reach their mortal limits, they turn to Crystal. But when those of us without color in ours reach the brink, there is no coming back. We die, and no manner of magic can revive them." She let that statement sink in as she bowed her head. "When Kalki told us that we were to defend the others who had turned to Crystal, I hoped that would be how it ended; that it would be my atonement for what I had done - to you, to my son... Yet when Palitutu attacked, another took the killing blow as he shoved me through the portal. His face has haunted me every time I close my eyes. His, so many others..."
When she looked up to face the one she'd hurt the most, a few tears were fighting to fall down her cheeks. "And yours, Vincent."
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Date: 2016-02-25 04:33 am (UTC)"...I fear I'm nearing my limit," she admitted, voice low so Ophelia would hopefully not overhear. The very faint glow in her eyes faded as she stared at her hands, she felt it best to start from the beginning. "When we were summoned, I thought that the visions would stop. The constant pain had, as though some part of what Kalki had done to call us here had caused the cells to go into remission." Something that until recently she had been grateful for. At last, she could finally die like anyone else.
"When Heroes who were summoned with colored crystals reach their mortal limits, they turn to Crystal. But when those of us without color in ours reach the brink, there is no coming back. We die, and no manner of magic can revive them." She let that statement sink in as she bowed her head. "When Kalki told us that we were to defend the others who had turned to Crystal, I hoped that would be how it ended; that it would be my atonement for what I had done - to you, to my son... Yet when Palitutu attacked, another took the killing blow as he shoved me through the portal. His face has haunted me every time I close my eyes. His, so many others..."
When she looked up to face the one she'd hurt the most, a few tears were fighting to fall down her cheeks. "And yours, Vincent."