he holds her hand in turn. he’s been crying… his face puffy and eyes red. he’s bathed, already… sat with Vega’s blood on his hands for hours— but now he is clean.
Haida leans forward, pressing his brow to her knuckles. this is their grief to share.
“this is -
Haida is urged into the med bay as well… while his injuries aren’t as severe, it is suspected that he has head trauma due to his… absent behavior.
but his head is fine. he’s just…. processing grief for the very first time and has completely shut down.
he sees her as his -
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Khali… is… is she okay?
… alive, he means? he can’t remember… he can’t… he saw her. yes… she found Vega.. she must be alive, then.
Khali… is… is she okay?
… alive, he means? he can’t remember… he can’t… he saw her. yes… she found Vega.. she must be alive, then.
- cleaning him… to make him presentable for the tomb… oh… I could have sworn he was only sleeping… and for a moment I thought it had all been a horrible dream.”
he pinches his brow.
“but I don’t dream.”
Haida shudders, wiping away more tears.
“I’m hideous.”
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wow… space c*nt really just got me out of my art block, huh? I’ll prob end up digitalizing these later tonight
also a cute Cerne
- requested.”
he sits back, now face puffy and lips turned down into a perpetual frown.
“… you are so good to me… and I.. I am… sorry… for my cruelty.” he whispers softly, holding his head. it seems the death of Vega has slapped some humanity into him.
“I trust you.”
“… I… I don’t understand..” Isma whispers in a small voice. she has never dealt with death this… intimately before.
Haida lays on the floor.. be hasn’t bathed yet, his hands and clothes still covered in Vega’s blood.
so this is what it’s like to be human… how awful.
Isma is still clinging to @ofstarryodyssey.
they haven’t spoken since the incident and doesn’t want to leave her arms.
Haida is…. horrified. this entire experience is humbling… it reminds him how delicate life is for those who aren’t… physically upgraded such as himself.
Haida rips the body from Khali’s arms and possessively clutches Vega to his chest, wailing out in horror and grief. -
- his eye makeup bleeds and he hunches over the prince.
Vega was the child who looked most like him. it’s frightening to see the ‘little version’ of himself so… lifeless.
“my boy.. m-my boy…” he clenches his teeth.
Isma cries out for Khali. what’s wrong with their -










