The bar was dark. Quiet. The door, although not yet locked, had been shut, the makeshift signed flipped around to closed. It was quiet outside -- people really didn’t go out at night, not any more. But Darius was happier than he’d been in a long time as he moved around, sweeping up any mess that had been left in the bar, a slight spring to his step.Â
He still felt Ros’ lips on his, felt the promise of what’s to come. He felt light, like he was walking on a cloud, and the heaviness that he had been carrying around with him had eased. It was not gone completely, but he knew that over time, time spent with Ros, it would be chipped away.
He had no worries, and he had no doubts. His mind briefly went to Cress, but she had chosen her life with Nate. Nothing he could do or say would change that. It had been over a year since he’d spoken to either of his parents, and he would be fine if he never spoke to them again. None of their opinions weighed on his mind with this and he thought, this time around it would work. This time he could keep Ros safe.
Walking around to behind the bar, Darius cast a spell to set the broom to continue sweeping, whilst he grabbed the book he kept behind the till to start stock taking what had been used that day. Not much, but enough, he noted, that he needed to order a few more bottles of Odgen’s Firewhiskey before realising that no, come tomorrow none of this would be his problem anymore. His back was turned when he heard the door open. It was a windy night, so it could of just been that, but habit made the curt “We’re closed,” still leave his lips.
He didn’t know those would be the last words he ever said. How could he? If he’d known, he’d probably try and say something of importance, or defend himself. But only seconds later, there was a whisper and a green light filled the room and he was gone. A dead weight lying lifelessly on the floor behind an abandoned bar, eyes open and hair rustling in the breeze of the open door. There had been no life flashing before his mind, no profound last thoughts no epiphanies, and no chance to turn to see who had done it. Just like that, Darius Selwyn was gone.
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Hey all, I apologize for last night. I got really tired and kinda fell asleep on ya. I want to finish the party today, so please wrap up any storylines you might have going. ~Mod Purple
I had a really busy day today and I'm tanking fast. I tried to stay up longer, I really did, but I think I've finally reached my limit for the day (especially since the day is almost over where I am).
I'll get to the asks tomorrow, and we can just pretend that this is all happening the same day so we don't disrupt the storylines and such.
Also, the party is being extended to Monday because I was away from the blog for most of the day.
Also I'd appreciate if the askbox stayed as is for another eight hours so I don't feel terribly overwhelmed by more questions tomorrow morning.
It's getting REALLY hard to keep track of these storylines, even when I'm completely awake. The main reason why is because there are a lot of unnamed anons, and also because the name of the character isn't mentioned in the ask. Sometimes I can figure it out, but a lot of the time it just leads to more confusion. So there's a significant number I may have to delete because I have no practical way of finding out. It would be really helpful if anons without names either chose one for themselves or appeared off anon. Even if there's already an existing thread, please be sure to mention the character's name because, again, I have a lot of things to keep track of.