Her complexion was pale, paler than before as it was whitened by the falling snow. Her head turned to an impossible angle. She was breathless. Lifeless. They had known this was the most probable outcome; She had Welcomed it even.
Yet the Lalafell still felt tremendous sorrow for the fact that he took the offered moons that she had left to live.
“Kiryuu, do you want to know why I am so willing to offer my life for this?†Redde asked. The red haired, brown-eyed Midlander, whose face looked so much like hers asked. Kage shook his head. For once his white beret was on his lap as he leaned against her on the plush couch. Tonight she would leave, ahead of him as he finished finding books for Grimsong. He lowered his eyes as she ruffled his hair lightly.
“I have the rot, see. Haven’t accompanied anyone with my fellows in a while since a healer told me the news,†she whispered. She looked down upon him, a small, sad smile. Kage’s eyes widened, her hand slipping from his hair as he turned his face up to look at her.
“What do you mean?†He whispered, strained. “Yer dyin’ cause of the rot? How long?â€
Hestia kissed his forehead, ruffling his hair again before petting the unruly mop it was. “A couple of moons at most. Won’t be long afore I’m bedridden, in a way that won’t be pleasurable or desired.†The woman winked at him, laughing when Kage blushed red.
“So that’s just one reason. If I can help some like you help Roen Deneith well... I think dying one good heroic deed is good enough for the likes of me.†She hugged him close, whispering, “Of course, the plan is not to die, but I’m willing to give you all the opportunities to get what will help you. Livin’ right now hurts. The rot is painful and I get bouts n’ glimpses of how I’ll be bedridden.â€
A small sob left his lips before he bowed his head and hugged her just under her bosom.
Kage crouched in the snow, taking a glove off one hand with a sniffle. She... her body had been left to freeze out in the snow. A few flecks of blood that might have been here in the struggle already gone. He wiped her face of the fallen snow and then slowly, closed her open eyes. He walked to Zephyr, grabbing a large woolen cloth from his sack and rolled her body into it. He built a pile, away from the view of the Ishgardians, away from the Dravanians. He built it under her, around her, and on top of her. Once he was done, the Lalafell threw a sack of gil into the mess before he lit it on fire. It was only then, when he set it on fire, did Kage fall to his knees. He cried forlornly as the hot searing flames sent her on her way after she died.
She struggled against him, trying to force him away from her and to somehow help them. His hold was strong, his anger palpable. She was weak; the rot already taking its toll on her in this weather. It didn’t help that one of her knees was injured and her arm was broken. If I could just get his helm! She screamed in pain, twin streaks of tears running down her face as he forced her broken arm to turn her back to his front as he took her into a chokehold. N-no! I haven’t! Not yet! Her good arm... she tried. She tried to bring her arm up and swat at his head but her breath. She was... she cou-
As the last of the smoke and embers cleared, the sun had started to turn into a new sun. The night’s sky was starting to be brightened by the approaching dawn. After many bells since, Kage walked with Zephyr, slowly, back to the lodging he had gotten before his departure to Ul’dah. He and Grimsong had to plan their next move, hopefully the plan had worked. Hopefully, the moons taken from Miss Redde were not for aught.
Yet the Lalafell still felt tremendous sorrow for the fact that he took the offered moons that she had left to live.
“Kiryuu, do you want to know why I am so willing to offer my life for this?†Redde asked. The red haired, brown-eyed Midlander, whose face looked so much like hers asked. Kage shook his head. For once his white beret was on his lap as he leaned against her on the plush couch. Tonight she would leave, ahead of him as he finished finding books for Grimsong. He lowered his eyes as she ruffled his hair lightly.
“I have the rot, see. Haven’t accompanied anyone with my fellows in a while since a healer told me the news,†she whispered. She looked down upon him, a small, sad smile. Kage’s eyes widened, her hand slipping from his hair as he turned his face up to look at her.
“What do you mean?†He whispered, strained. “Yer dyin’ cause of the rot? How long?â€
Hestia kissed his forehead, ruffling his hair again before petting the unruly mop it was. “A couple of moons at most. Won’t be long afore I’m bedridden, in a way that won’t be pleasurable or desired.†The woman winked at him, laughing when Kage blushed red.
“So that’s just one reason. If I can help some like you help Roen Deneith well... I think dying one good heroic deed is good enough for the likes of me.†She hugged him close, whispering, “Of course, the plan is not to die, but I’m willing to give you all the opportunities to get what will help you. Livin’ right now hurts. The rot is painful and I get bouts n’ glimpses of how I’ll be bedridden.â€
A small sob left his lips before he bowed his head and hugged her just under her bosom.
Kage crouched in the snow, taking a glove off one hand with a sniffle. She... her body had been left to freeze out in the snow. A few flecks of blood that might have been here in the struggle already gone. He wiped her face of the fallen snow and then slowly, closed her open eyes. He walked to Zephyr, grabbing a large woolen cloth from his sack and rolled her body into it. He built a pile, away from the view of the Ishgardians, away from the Dravanians. He built it under her, around her, and on top of her. Once he was done, the Lalafell threw a sack of gil into the mess before he lit it on fire. It was only then, when he set it on fire, did Kage fall to his knees. He cried forlornly as the hot searing flames sent her on her way after she died.
She struggled against him, trying to force him away from her and to somehow help them. His hold was strong, his anger palpable. She was weak; the rot already taking its toll on her in this weather. It didn’t help that one of her knees was injured and her arm was broken. If I could just get his helm! She screamed in pain, twin streaks of tears running down her face as he forced her broken arm to turn her back to his front as he took her into a chokehold. N-no! I haven’t! Not yet! Her good arm... she tried. She tried to bring her arm up and swat at his head but her breath. She was... she cou-
As the last of the smoke and embers cleared, the sun had started to turn into a new sun. The night’s sky was starting to be brightened by the approaching dawn. After many bells since, Kage walked with Zephyr, slowly, back to the lodging he had gotten before his departure to Ul’dah. He and Grimsong had to plan their next move, hopefully the plan had worked. Hopefully, the moons taken from Miss Redde were not for aught.