The Box Chat.

Marley
"Hey... I suddenly feel liberated, as if all my thoughts and actions can be expressed freely! The writers must've gotten rid of the script for- whoa, what's going on here?" I look around "Er... mebbe I'll come back later... much later..."

Cricket's eyes widened and he put a gentle hand on Wisp's shoulder. "No, don't get yourself hurt over this."

Marley
"Yup, definitely leaving" I say, totally confused. I started backing up very... very... slowly, like I was trying to escape from a wild animal. Then I just turned around and bolted

Ayakashi
I roll my eyes, releasing Red Wing. "I believe she already has, or are you just blind?" Her knife stays at my throat but its shaking with emotion, tears quickly gathering in her eyes as she's overwhelmed.

xD Marley...<3

Marley
PEOPLE ARE CRYING, ABORT, ABORT! I finally escaped the chatbox, and did a little victory dance, because hey, I survived.

Speedy
"Hey, what's going-" GIRLS ARE CRYING, ABORT, ABORT! "Uh..." I turn and bolt

Grell: "If you're going to kill someone, at least let me reap them first." *rolls eyes*

There it was. Another stab of guilt, only this time, it was more like a dozen knives jetted out of nowhere and stuck him in the back. He felt his eyes soften. Maybe he wasn't blind, he just didn't want to see. "Wisp..." his voice was gentle.

Marley
I sit outside the chatbox and twiddle my thumbs, humming the Bohemian Rhapsody to myself. "Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy...?"

Wolf
I wander over to Marley, sitting next to her silent.

Yay! Marley's not alone!

Marley
"Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality... open you eyes, look up to the skies and seeeee.... I'm just a poor- oh hey, Wolf" I greeted "How are you doing?"

xD Jacky

Wolf
I smile lightly. "I'm quite well, how are you?" SO much better since the last two times I've been around her... Not going off on her feels amazing.

Wisp
I look back at Red Wing then over to Cricket, lowering my knife slowly and leaning into his chest silently.
"Stupid dependancy issues..." I hear Ayakashi mumble

Oops, forgot to respond for RW xD Sorry

Red Wing crumbled quite literally to the ground, sputtering up blood. He couldn't move. Each breath was a moment of hell. And yet, he found a strange victory in the fact that he didn't scream, despite the fact that she had him immobilized. He'd lost, yet in his mind, he was smiling. He won. "Y-you're --a failure," he coughed.

Cricket held in a breath, but didn't push her away. His eyes had guilt written in them like footprints in sand, both in the fact that he wanted to leave her there and in the fact that he didn't. So he just stood there, feeling her hair against his neck. He avoided her eyes.

Ayakashi
"Shut up before I cut your vocal cords or something," i snap at him irritable, turning and crossing my arms. Wisp and Cricket just had to go ruin the moment...

Red Wing just looked at her, jus stared for a moment. Then a rare, knowing grin curled onto his face, right before he collapsed completely. He was unable to move or speak. The pain prevented it.

Cricket relaxed slightly, and like the calm after the storm, he could feel tension drift away after Red Wing lay still. He started breathing in a regular pattern again. Then he had another stinging thought. This wasn't right. He gently slipped away and took two steps back. His thoughts raced. Was Red Wing dead? That was so much blood...more snapping bones sounded in his ears.

Wisp
I look over at Red Wing quietly, staring.
"He's not dead," Ayakashi mutters.
I sigh and teleport over to him, fitzing with the thing around his wrist until it sent him back to 51.

Cricket wasn't sure if that was good thing or a bad thing. He couldn't care less when Red Wing finally died...it was the killing that was the hardest part. And if he was alive, then Ayakashi would probably enjoy 'killing' him again and again. He turned away, running a hand through his hair as if that would wipe away his thoughts. "Oi my my..."

Wisp
Ayakashi rolled her eyes, closing her eyes a moment and suddenly staggering weakly holding her head tightly. I teleport back, silently supporting her shoulders. "I'm fine," Ami says softly.

Cricket turned back around at the sudden change in her tone. He whistled something. "Good god. Ami."

Ami
I look over at Cricket confused. "What?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing, feeling lost.

Cricket sighed, now certain that it was Amy. "Nothing, nothing. You're just...back." Please ignore the puddle...well, more like lake of blood spreading on the floor.

Ami
I follow his glance to the wall, the blood. "Oh," I say quietly, not sure of what else to say. What else was there to say?

Cricket looked away, and smiled. At least she was back. The storm clouds were gone now. Bright side, he whistled, the sound like a bird's chirp.