Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-28530195-20160828040215

(Meanwhile: at Martha Krull.)

I'm sitting in a chair beside a bed. "Come on.....you'll get through this.." I say tenderly to the person lying in it.

"Oh don't joke Cire.....I've been feeling worse with every hour.... Dosen't look like I'll live to see the next day.." I look sadly at the dying Tack, her appearance almost...hallow, several bones jutting against her skin

"Heh....You think I'm even going to last the night..?" she asks jokingly

I look away, blinking away tears before they even form. "Oh you'll live....-I lean forward and kiss her on the head.- I'll tear the sky open and rend all creation before I see you die my Tack.." I tell her soothingly.