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 Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:20 am
To Mocha: Every time I look at you I don't understand. Why you let the things you did get so out of hand? You'd have managed better if you'd had a plan, why'd you choose a backward time in such a strange land?
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:25 am
Mocha feels himself moving, so he knows he must be walking, but he is so detached from what is going on, he can't event see anything around him. Looking up ahead, amidst the blinding sun's light, he sees Fuu up ahead.
To Fuu: What are you doing here?
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:26 am
To Mocha: I'll be with you 'til the end, okay? I promise.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:29 am
Mocha can here the crowd of people around him, but can't see any of them. He isn't moving anymore though. He felt his knees give out awhile ago. Two people had him by the arms though, holding him up.
To Fuu: Here it is so close to the end and I'm scared to finish what I've started...
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:30 am
To Mocha: I know you are. Don't think about it though, okay? Just focus on me. Focus on my face.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:33 am
Mocha flinches as he feels a sharp pain in both arms. He can feel the wires cutting into him. He can already see the blood pouring out of each arm.
To Fuu: I'm sorry for--
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:34 am
Interrupting him: I know you are, and I'm sorry for--
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:36 am
As the wires are wrapped around his legs, Mocha can feel them slicing into him.
To Fuu: I know... It hurts, Fuu. I can't stand it!
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:37 am
Trying to comfort him: No, now shhh. You aren't going to think about it, okay? Just look at me and nothing else.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:39 am
Mocha can feel the wires tightening around his torso as he is hoisted upward. The cries from the crowd's bloodlust shatter though Fuu's words, causing Mocha to cringe.
Nodding: Okay... I'll try...
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:40 am
To Mocha: It's almost over, okay? Just keep looking at me. Look at my eyes.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:44 am
The blood pouring down from the cuts on Mocha's forehead sting his eyes as they start to fill with tears. Mocha's focus on Fuu fades for a moment, giving him time to look around. He has already been brought off the ground. The wires were slowly sinking deeper and deeper into him as they were tightened. His head was pounding harder and harder with each passing second. It was getting harder to breathe now. Mocha looks out over the crowd of people staring at him. They all look so happy.
Panicking: Fuu?! Where are you?
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:45 am
To Mocha: I'm right here. Mocha? Let go.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:47 am
Mocha can't see anything anymore. There is a fog in his vision. He can't even hear the crowds anymore. The only thing he can feel is the wires tightening with every passing second.
To Fuu: What?
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 2:48 am
Smiling: You can let go now, Mocha.
*holds out his hand*
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