[He cocked his head to the side, hearing her feebly try to speak. Pathetic. Hearing her apologize, forgive him?? It pisses him off even further.
Stop.
He drops her head, fingers curling around her neck.
Stop!
His laughter echoes through the quiet forest, getting louder and louder...then gradually subsides. Her neck was still intact through all that, the Disciple had his hands pressed over his face, breathing heavily.] Stop it... [He props himself up with a hand, to keep him from completely falling into the dirt. The laughter still echoed in his mind as he tries to shake it off. With a sharp intake of breath, he lifts his head in a panic upon seeing Ophilia's limp body.] No....no, no, no- [He carefully grabs her by the wrist to find her pulse. She was still breathing, she had to still be alive. His hands were shaking, trembling himself of what had transpired, what he had nearly done. The Disciple distrust towards others is something he makes very clear to others the moment they meet him, but he would never go so far as to murder or attack anyone unprovoked.
You've always had the desire. Society is just holding you back. Learn to let go.
He shudders, disturbed by this to his very core.] Hey, are you still with me?! [There's uneasiness in his voice as he shouts for her. Anything to hear someone else that isn't a voice in his head right.]
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Stop.
He drops her head, fingers curling around her neck.
Stop!
His laughter echoes through the quiet forest, getting louder and louder...then gradually subsides. Her neck was still intact through all that, the Disciple had his hands pressed over his face, breathing heavily.] Stop it... [He props himself up with a hand, to keep him from completely falling into the dirt. The laughter still echoed in his mind as he tries to shake it off. With a sharp intake of breath, he lifts his head in a panic upon seeing Ophilia's limp body.] No....no, no, no- [He carefully grabs her by the wrist to find her pulse. She was still breathing, she had to still be alive. His hands were shaking, trembling himself of what had transpired, what he had nearly done. The Disciple distrust towards others is something he makes very clear to others the moment they meet him, but he would never go so far as to murder or attack anyone unprovoked.
You've always had the desire. Society is just holding you back. Learn to let go.
He shudders, disturbed by this to his very core.] Hey, are you still with me?! [There's uneasiness in his voice as he shouts for her. Anything to hear someone else that isn't a voice in his head right.]