@Elder-God-Whisper work
Dare wrung his hands. "No. no. You didn't… I'm just worrying I did something wrong to… make you upset…" His voice slowly toned down to a hoarse whisper. "I'm worried I… that I messed up again…"
Dare wrung his hands. "No. no. You didn't… I'm just worrying I did something wrong to… make you upset…" His voice slowly toned down to a hoarse whisper. "I'm worried I… that I messed up again…"
Again…? It wasn't really adding up. "I'm always paranoid…." Claire said, quietly confessing. "…It always manages to worm it's way back into my train of thought." She leaned back a little, zipping her jacket halfway. "…It's not your fault."
Dare just nodded and walked over to a corner of the room, flopping down and curling up, hiding his face. She didn't need to see him like this… What if she was lying? What if he really was the trigger for her paranoia?
Claire felt a little like crying. But, she ate half the food he gave to him before standing up and approaching him. She got down and hugged Dare tightly, returning the favor that was a bit long overdue. He was just so warm and comforting… Why couldn't she be that way too? "Don't be sad…."
Dare looked up when she hugged him and spoke. His face was streaked with tears.
"Dare…. Why are you so sad…?" Claire wiped his tears with her thumb, stroking his cheek softly. "I– I understand you're upset….. But… I'm always like that. I have been since the day they told me…." She rested on him. "I can't loose you…"
Dare started wiping his eyes with his dirty sleeve, pushing his cheek into her hand. "I'm sorry. I-I… I'm just so scared… scared I'll mess up again… Afraid that if I start to- to love again, the people love will get killed…" his broke broke and started sobbing into his arms. "I don't think I could…. cold handle that happen… happening again…" His shoulders shook hard.
All Claire could do was hug him tighter. It'd just be the same situation with me…. The people I love will die… Because of me… She leaned against Dare. "….We're all afraid…."
She was giving him her warmth and care when she could've sworn she heard a faint rumble…
(Oh noes….)
(Oh dear… what was that?)
Dare just curled up into her arms, trying to stifle the sobs. He wrapped is arms around her. "All afraid is right." He nuzzled his face into her neck, wanting to feel her warmth.
(Oof the deeeevil himself….)
Claire could tell that he was clearly asking for a kiss of some sort– but that was just her overly romantic mind acting up again. He wants you to kiss him… Just look!!! She ignored it, and continued to calm Dare down the best she could.
It wasn't seconds later before two royal henchmen exploded through the door with guns in hand, barking maniacally. "Let go of her!!!"
Claire screamed, unintentionally letting him go.
Dare immediately snapped to attention when the door burst open. He flipped to his feet, shielding Claire and drawing to pistols from inside his jacket, aiming them at the soldiers. "Excuse me, I don't take f***ing orders." He shot two warning shots next to the guys' heads.
Clovis hears the men, and without thinking about it takes App and pulls her close, even though she's asleep.
Claire. It's okay. She'll be fine. That guy's got her. She acts like she knows him.
**
Molly angrily stands, growling.
I HATE YOU AAAALLLLLL
She loads and cocks her sniper again, very, very angry now.
"I'll wring that guys neck myself. Just cause he's the only one here I'm allowed to kill."
She angrily shoves her hair behind her ear and fumes for a moment before quietly walking out, staying close to walls and not being seen.
App's eyes flutter open slightly, having been only half-asleep. She looked around blearily. "W-what was that..?" she grew frightened and curled into Clovis, shivering.
Clovis glares at the room around him.
"The people that are after Claire. They're here." He quietly mutters.
Don't go out there, Clovis. Don't you dare do it.
App buried her face into Clovis' chest, shaking. "Not them. Please. Not them…" Her eyes were wide, blank, and staring as she mumbled it over and over again.
Both of the guys flinched at the shots, but they didn't fire back. And that's when Henry waltzed in, his gun in his hand as well. "Whoa whoa whoa…" He held his hands up. "I'm not looking for violence… As long as you give up my little butterfly to me without resistance…" He eyed Claire, and she shrank back, still sitting on the floor. Don't….
Molly shows herself, angrily wielding a sawed off shotgun(Having decided it'd be better than a sniper).
She glares, about ready to open fire on his ugly face.
(I assume him is Henry? That son of a b***h?)
(Yas)
Dare growled. "I can just assume who you are by your cocky demeanor you f***ing bastard…" He changed the direction of his pistols onto Henry. When Henry eyed Claire, he snapped, "DON'T EVEN LOOK AT HER WITH THOSE FILTHY ORBS YOU CALL EYES!!" He shot a bullet at Henry's feet sending dust and shards of tile in all directions. He moved to block any advances towards Claire. "Unless you want don't want your body in one piece and your soul not in hell, burning, I suggest you find some other girl. Maybe one who will satisfy your ego and filthy mind."
(Nuuu but if he dies there is literally no conflict…. For me at least.)
(I think every one of us is desperate to murder this bastard…)
(Still, Henry doesn't fit here.)(No, but I do have a question.)(What is Henry's motivation? Because no guy would realistically go through all of this just because he wanted a sexy girlfriend. There's plenty of girls like that out there.)
(Ohhhh… trust me. I think this is more than a "sexy girlfriend" thing. I believe that it's because if he doesn't get her after all his advances, he'll look like a fool, and his power will decrease because of it.)
(But, I need reasons, Tiramisu!)
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