The Woobat is absolutely still, lying on her side with one wing tucked awkwardly beneath her. N, who has himself pressed against the furthest corner of them room he could get to, screams again in anguish.
"Woobat is dead," a new voice states smoothly. The owner of the voice stands a distance across from N, looking down on the child with a grim, disapproving frown and one red eye. "Do you understand what that means?"
"B-but why?" N chokes out, fingers clutching at his hair.
"A death at human hands," Ghetsis answers, glancing at the Woobat with a hint of disdain. "Murder."
"No... No, no, no...!" N sobs and curls in on himself, hiding his face in his hands and rocking himself back and forth. As he sobs out words, a few develop a deeper edge-- the voice of an older N. The boy's image flickers back and forth between the child and the adult. "Stop it, stop it-- Bring her back-- I'm sorry, I'll... I-I'm sorry..."
Ghetsis smiles cruelly, approving of the reaction.
/cries because wow this is darker than i thought it would be??!!
"Woobat is dead," a new voice states smoothly. The owner of the voice stands a distance across from N, looking down on the child with a grim, disapproving frown and one red eye. "Do you understand what that means?"
"B-but why?" N chokes out, fingers clutching at his hair.
"A death at human hands," Ghetsis answers, glancing at the Woobat with a hint of disdain. "Murder."
"No... No, no, no...!" N sobs and curls in on himself, hiding his face in his hands and rocking himself back and forth. As he sobs out words, a few develop a deeper edge-- the voice of an older N. The boy's image flickers back and forth between the child and the adult. "Stop it, stop it-- Bring her back-- I'm sorry, I'll... I-I'm sorry..."
Ghetsis smiles cruelly, approving of the reaction.