Zero Heart: The Sequel

[hunting]

[Ace is probably experiencing a very violent and jarring drop that will deposit him (none too gently) right in the center of that familiar river of blood. Which means that, yep, that nagging sensation at the back of Ace's throat is back.

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[hunting]

[She looks... hurt.]

"Is that really all you have?"

[deadofknight]

Well, it is now. Your lack of enthusiasm isn't exactly reassuring, you know?

[hunting]

"This isn't easy for me... Choosing... It seems so cruel."

[deadofknight]

Tick tock, tick tock. You don't have the choice of not making yourself choose anymore.

[hunting]

[3

Enjoy your next hunger tick.]

"I know that! I was just trying to answer you."

[deadofknight]

Then? What's your choice?

[hunting]

[Frowning for just a moment before her face returns to a neutral expression, but moving away from the door...]

"... we gave it to you."

[deadofknight]

Did you? You don't sound very sure about that.

[hunting]

"That key would have been a lot harder to reach otherwise."

[deadofknight]

Is that so... Early warning signs are nice.

[hunting]

"Early warning... ?"

[deadofknight]

Nothing you need to worry about.

[opening the door.]

[hunting]

[The atmosphere of the area feels split, as if shared by two separate masters, one cold and harsh and the other cool and gentle. Both sensations mingle around one another, neither really vying for more control than the other. However, the cool/gentle one does feel... stronger in some way, more present.

That said, Ace's bloodlust will fade completely the second he enters.]

[deadofknight]

[he's had his sword out this entire time, by the way... also, looking for the tree. :|b]

[hunting]

[From there, Ace might be able to spot Zero leaning heavily against the tree, looking as exhausted as Yuuki did.]

[deadofknight]

[heading over! warily.]

[hunting]

[Yep, Zero pretty much looks like hell, all sorts of roughed up and worn down. But he does turn at Ace's approach.]

"Ace..."

[deadofknight]

Hello.

[hunting]

[A sort of lost look passes through his eyes as his voice comes out in a low whisper...]

"I know why you're here..."

[deadofknight]

I should hope you do.

[hunting]

[Voice is greatly strained now and leaves him slowly, as he clenches a fist at his side his gaze part fearful and part... desperate.]

"Because...

I have to... let go..."

[deadofknight]

[not exactly the answer he wanted, but he'll take it. :|]

That's right.

[hunting]

[A familiar voice from elsewhere~]

"Who are you to say he's ready? You're forcing his hand.

Or... does it even matter how much damage you cause so long as you're first in his heart?"

[deadofknight]

Don't you have any manners? People are talking.

[hunting]

"Not even going to bother denying? Well, at least you're honest in your selfishness."