Unspoken tragedies

“..Gods, what am I doing. I can’t stay like this forever.“ Perhaps it wasn’t traumatic by definition, but Rika was still terrified of vivid memories where she was eaten up by insanity. But she’s had enough. She knows she needs help, but unsure who exactly to go to.

So she’s wandering around, without a goal in mind.

“Rika..?” Toby’s voice was quiet, hushed under his breath as he watched her wander aimlessly. For weeks now he’d been dealing with the aftermath of his brother’s appearance, and was unable to be by her side despite having wished he was. Worry came over him though -- she was in the woods that Gabe sourly wandered, waiting for a moment to get Toby alone again. That wouldn’t do any good.. his scent may still be upon her.. Gathering himself, the white-haired male ushered himself out of the front door and ran after his mate.

For a moment, Rika fell silent as she considered his words. If it was as he said, then things finally began to click in her mind. “..That makes sense. No one else would’ve done all that fer me…” Of course she knows that she’s rather unlikeable to those that meet her. For someone to break that deep through her barriers, it was the clearest answer.

“..I have a mate? Me?” Her face is getting red.

The period of time that passed after he had admitted that simple truth felt an eternity to Toby. There were so many ways Rika could have processed it and even reacted to it. At least by the time she did he felt a little bit less anxious... “... E-even if I wasn’t.. I would have taken care of you, s-so please don’t say that.”

“Tell me, then. Do whatever. I ain’t lettin’ you leave till I get an answer.” Whether or not she would be satisfied with one remained to be seen. Nonetheless, her curiosity had been sparked. Something was between them, she was almost sure of it now.

‘... .. Okay..’ A sheepish and rather quite response. As rigid as his body was, the wolf-man managed to turn on his heels and face Rika head-on. It was probably rather easy for her to notice his escalated breathing, considering his heart-rate was off the charts just currently.

She blinked, catching on to something. Before he got too far, her hand reflexively moved to grab one of his arms. “Wait a moment. We’re close, you said? Would you mind showing me how close? I’ve been curious about something for a while now…”

Looking at him now, there was a fire in her eyes. She was set on this, it seemed.

An animals instinctive reflexes were quick and capable of handling the unexpected. Somehow, in the current situation there isn’t any response from Toby’s end. He stops and finds it troubling to breathe in due to the tightness in his chest. Rika’s own question was enough to have his heart throb but, fear of being reckless left him unable to push it further.

True enough, she was alright physically. No longer bound to a wheelchair, but Rika had been going at a slow pace whenever she went somewhere, afraid that something might happen to her legs again. Turning her head towards him, she had a dull expression. “Mhm, I’m alright.” Before she could stop herself, she continued. “..Thank you, for staying with me. I know there’s a reason why you’re doing this, even though I can’t figure it out, but thank you.”

Ah... .. A tender subject at that when the discussion shifted to why exactly why he was taking care of her. Cheeks tugged at his lips, pulling them in to a thin smile. He was such an open book no matter how he tried to truly hide it. ‘That’s good to know... I was worried your injuries wouldn’t recover..’ 

‘...How are you now that your injuries have healed?’ 

“Did… Did I paralyze myself in an accident….?” Talking is, perhaps unsurprisingly, very difficult.

You would have to be blind, deaf, or dead to notice that there was something crazy going on across the sea on Makana Island. Normally the smoke from the volcanoes would be the only strange sign of crazed action going on across the way. Not today though.. Especially not with all of those horrifying robots buzzing around the islands. Somehow he had managed to bypass them, sticking low to the ground in his wolf form. You would assume he wouldn’t want to get near any of the terrifying action but, he could sense that there was someone important to him causing all of this chaos. And considering there were only two important people in this whole archipelago of islands, one being right around his doorstep and the other across the sea... It was easy to figure out who it must have been, wreaking havoc over on Makana.

The ferry that took him across the sea seemed a little surprised anyone even wanted to head over that way currently. No less he was whisked across anyway and soon standing on a hellfire-filled nightmare. What a foolish ‘hero’ he was being, forcing himself through falling magma and decaying robots all which soared through the air. He barely dodged them, using his sense of smell to lead him to where Rika was. It might have been good timing too, really.. Seeing as she was nestled into the arms of that Phoenix, no movement of her body to be seen..

Prepare yourself for hugs and cuddles and pets from a squeeling superpowered human.

Breath firm, breath steady. Soft rises of his chest as the throttling, bubbling feeling of anxiety wormed its way through the rogue’s body. It crept to his very core and practically deprived him of oxygen upon the first inhale.

This natural instinct to fear the encroaching enemy came with the scent that trailed behind the wind. A scent that was familiar, foreboding and all too painful. It was not impervious to sight how exactly frightened the large male was, the hair on his neck sticking straight up with ears curled into the folds of white locks. Hani Island now claimed a true predator -- the very person he called a brother, going so far as dubbing him an ‘Angel’. An Angel true to his nickname but now, perhaps followed by the phrasing ‘of death’. No longer, was he safe.

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