[if Yuan were any kind of sane person, or his usual self, he would've taken this chance to flee. But for some reason, seeing this woman in pain is like a knife to the heart. So, really, he's just rooted to the spot again.]
[ her hand touches Yuan's face, and she smiles sadly. ]
I don't want to hurt you. You were afraid off the thing inside of me. A devil I..sold my soul to. I'm sorry.. [ :< ilubb. WE'D STAY IF WE WEREn"T AFRAID OF HURTING YOU ;A; ]
Completely losing all sense of rational thought, he pulls Martel into a firm embrace. There's a good chance he'll die because of this, but that notion hasn't really occurred to him yet.]
[ she grasps onto him as if she'd been holding back the entire time. ] ..it was foolish and..stupid of me to even think she would..follow through on her promise..
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Yuan.. [ Martel's soft voice is barely heard above a whisper. She bites her lip a bit, preventing herself from speaking further. ]
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Martel!
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[he's losing a third Martel? Already? B-but...]
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I don't want to hurt you. You were afraid off the thing inside of me. A devil I..sold my soul to. I'm sorry.. [ :< ilubb. WE'D STAY IF WE WEREn"T AFRAID OF HURTING YOU ;A; ]
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Completely losing all sense of rational thought, he pulls Martel into a firm embrace. There's a good chance he'll die because of this, but that notion hasn't really occurred to him yet.]
I'm sorry.
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What did you ask of her?
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