Post #2510704 in Sono Kanshi-Sha : Reboot, a roleplay on RPG

Following Morning

The sounds of birds was different. The sheets over him were different. The pillow... the bed... the feel was different. Soran wasn't sure what woke him, but whatever it was had him taking in a sharp breath and looking around frantically. It took him quite a while, but he finally settled, his heart pounding hard in his chest as he lay there. Focusing on his breathing, he managed to get it to a normal level and the looked around the room again, this time taking it in. The walls were different, not the same room he had been in before at the Belvedere house. The smell was different too... almost... woodsy. Soran shifted a bit, his body feeling far too weak. As he got up to his elbow, he was grimacing not from pain but from fatigue.

In fact, all of the pain was gone. All that was left was one hell of a headache, his partched throat and an intense feeling of weakness. Every limb shook and he felt as if he couldn't even support his own weight. Gripping the bed tightly he glanced down at his body. His cloths were ruined... well his pants anyway. His shirt was nothing at all and barely even hung on his frame. Sitting up completely he removed what was left of it and eyed his pale skin. Slight shock, and relief flooded him. He knew he had bore more injuries than what remained. The scars that laced him were new, but they weren't many.

"Kilia..." he muttered softly, though he was frowning intently as he stared at his own skin.

The door opened and he jumped, his back slammed into the wall as he moved rapidly, his heart lurching to his throat. Kilia stood there, a tray in hand and her eyes wide as she locked on him and his sudden movement, "Soran!" she said, startled. Setting down the tray she moved to him quickly. As she knelt down, the room changed and instead of her beautiful face, Valyn's was in front of him. A sharp cry escaped his lips and he lashed out. Kilia stumbled backwards, landing on the floor with a heavy thump.

It took him a moment, but he realized what had happened and he gingerly leaned forward, "Kilia... I... I'm s-sorry," he muttered.

The girls pink hair bounced around as she shook her head a bit and got back up, "No, it's okay. I... wasn't thinking. Sorry, I won't do that again," she replied though it was clear that there was hurt in her gaze. Soran bit his lip and looked down at the floor.

"Kilia..."

"Are you okay?" she asked, kneeling down slowly this time and careful not to come too close, "I brought some tea... do you want it? You should try to eat and drink."

"Um..." he flicked his gaze around the room again, "Where are we? How... how do I know this isn't just... some sick twist...."

Kilia's eyes widened, "Its not.... We're in a different house. This belongs to Alauric. We had to leave the other house because the Gods kept finding us. We came here because it's safer. It's alright, we're all here. We're all real, I promise," she reached out and touched him to which he jerked away.

Grabbing his own arm, he held it close to his chest, "S-sorry.. I just... please.. don't do that.. for a while," he managed, "This house..." he changed subjects trying not to be too cold to her. Her touch had shocked him, it burned, though he knew that wasn't quite right either.

Kilia nodded, "It's Alauric's. Do you want to see him? He's here. Everyone is here."

"Tristan..."

The young Seer took a deep breath, "He's here too," she answered though a bit slower than before.

"Where?"

"The living room. He's been there all night, at least... I think he has..."

"I...I think... Can I...?"

"See him? I can let him know. Soran. It's okay. You're alright. I promise you. Nothing is going to happen to you anymore, okay?"

He turned to look at her and was startled to see that she had started crying. For the first time since her walking into the room, he looked at her. Really looked at her. She looked tired, as if she'd been crying before, there were bags under her puffy eyes and her skin was paler than usual. As much as he wanted to reach out and hug her, he found that he couldn't bring himself to do it, "Kilia... did you... heal me? All of that? How?"

"It wasn't just me," she hiccuped lightly, "It was Uncle Vic too. He helped a lot," she wiped at her eyes as she spoke.

"How...?"

"It took all night. I just finished this morning."

Soran glanced around, it was still light in the room but it looked more of a dark orange than the light of day, his heart skipped a beat, "When? What... time is it now?"

Kilia, still wiping at her eyes, shook her head a bit, "About nine am this morning. It's 4:30 now," her eyes watched him with grief, she was very upset, "I'm so sorry, Soran. I couldn't have done it on my own... Without Uncle Vic... I don't know..." She stood up before he could say anything else. Leaving the room, he stared at the door blankly. It took him a moment, but he realized he was alone again and he immediately hated the feeling. She had been right in front of him, something solid, something easy to believe. The moment she was gone, his frame seemed to sieze up and he couldn't breathe right.

Bringing his legs up, he wrapped his arms around them and closed his eyes tightly, bowing his head into his knees, "Tristan..."

Snippet #2510704

located in Dameria, a part of Sono Kanshi-Sha : Reboot, one of the many universes on RPG.

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