08-21-2008, 05:59 PM
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Tayui’s presence didn’t startle him one bit, nor did her words. They didn’t seem real at first – as if Pilot were the only one there in the world and Tayui was just a ghost, like a bad memory. He avoided her words for a moment and let his hand fall to his side, the arrowhead necklace slipping from his grip. He shook his head. What else could he do?
"Dead?" He asked, though he didn’t really expect her to answer. It was rhetorical – said out loud so that it might make it seem more real. He didn’t ask when, or where, or even who. He turned to Tayui, silver eyes rimmed with the slightest indication of tears as he asked, "How?" But not just to his friend, the golden warrior’s death. But to everything. How had this happened to everything?