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[Light]

"Just sleeping," he rasps to himself, "Not dead, not," he looked like a ragged mess to any who he ran past as he fled the halls, "find them, find them all--I told her I would,"

(The OTP is.. it's... ;; my feels...)

[CrimsonMoon]

(;^

Suddenly a large hand grabbed his collar and pulled him into a side hall," Where are you going?!" A familiar gruf voice rasps

[Light]

"A-ah..." he legs fall limp and he looks up, "T-to find... Who made me do that, cause I promised her... I would... You know... I would never do that to her... Never hurt Fairy..."

[CrimsonMoon]

Gannon grimaces and shakes his head," Don't leave, or the guards will immediately assume that-... You hurt her..."

[Light]

"I know that but... They think I did it anyways... And that kid... Is still out there!" he sighs as he trembles.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Pqatience... But you can't run," Gannon griwls firmly

[Light]

"Yes sir..." he covers his face with his bloody hands, sobs escaping him, "I feel sick..."

[CrimsonMoon]

Gannon hugs Heisuke tightly," Shhh... I'll help you, it's alright...

[Light]

"Faerydae--she'll live won't she? She'll live, and then, we can do this together..." he bites into the leather on his hands as he swallows down vile, "It'll be fine..."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Yes... It'll be fine," the old knight begins to lead him down the cooridor, his cloak rustling softly

[Light]

Heisuke follows him, his footsteps sluggish, "I wonder... who did this..."

[CrimsonMoon]

" The enemy..." Was Gannon's quiet reply, he lead the boy to the kitchens, currently devoid of life even though steamfilled the air from boiling pots and the yeasty smell of bread was present

[Light]

"Yeah," he doesn't dare look at the food, the very smell making him nauseous. "Just need to take them all down, right?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Right," Gannon sits the boy down and sits across from him," What did the 'little boy' you talked about look like?"

[Light]

He leans forward and stares hard at the floor, "All I remember is that he wasn't familiar, nothing distinctive about him,"

[CrimsonMoon]

" We need more than that," Gannon sighs," Please think, his voice, his eyes... His skin... Anything,"

[Light]

"... Voice... His voice... He came to us saying the ambassadors were dead, and we needed to go back to her room... Said that, you had insisted--and he reminded me of my sister, he looked lonely... Said he wanted to be a knight," he bites down on his nail, "then he didn't sound like a kid anymore."

[CrimsonMoon]

" The Ambassadors... They're all here, but there was an attack earlier on them that was thwarted earlier." Gannon clasps his wrinkled, calloused hands," What do you mean he didn't sound like a child.:?"

[Light]

"Ahhhm...." he leans back and scratches his neck, "Like he had been acting beforehand and suddenly he was a professional killer or something,"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Hmm.... I've heard and met child assassins but never one like that... But why did you attack her?"