@Becfromthedead group
“Yeah… you two have been great. But you didn’t have to be there. You never had to be, and yet both of you have been by my side this whole time. Sometimes I feel guilty, like I don’t give back.” Cyrus sighed.
“Yeah… you two have been great. But you didn’t have to be there. You never had to be, and yet both of you have been by my side this whole time. Sometimes I feel guilty, like I don’t give back.” Cyrus sighed.
“Cy I…” she became quiet
(I’m kinda thinking they confess right now then start to ignore each other until Eira is like dqfuq is going in?)
(Or maybe it’s like half a confession? Maybe Sparrow shares her feelings, but he freaks out, then they start acting weird around each other?)
(Sure like:
S: I love how you’ve always been there for me! I hope we stay like this forever
C: wtf is going on??
S: …
C: …
S: … I’m just gonna go)
(Maybe??? We’ll wing it.)
“Yes…?” Cyrus asked, tapping his fingers on the tree branch.
Uriah, finally was able to walk a bit better and took Freedom outside. "You go run around. I'm going to sirt here." He sat on a patch of grass the was next the entrance of the bunker.
(Eira was the only one who noticed the disappearance, strange.)
(Eira was the only one who noticed the disappearance, strange.)
(Uriah is totally drunk so he has no idea what's going on with anyone. He'll figure it out sooner or later.)
(Lmao Illy)
(Maybe??? We’ll wing it.)
“Yes…?” Cyrus asked, tapping his fingers on the tree branch.
“I don’t know. So many things are going on, I haven’t gotten any time to sort through my feelings. I’ve started ever since you came here and I’m finding pretty shocking things.”
Uriah was passed out in the grass. He was tried and it felt nice out. And Freedom won't go back in for a while so he thought why not.
"A lot of things have happened," Cyrus replied, "It's hard to know what to feel anymore. But… what types of things are you talking about?"
“I can’t feel anything but resentment towards Eira and Alexander. I’m jealous that they have each other to rely on, and someone they can love.” She said quietly
(Oooooft Grabs the popcorn)
"Hmm…" Cyrus stopped to think for a second. "That's fair. But like… romance or not, you still have them, and you have me, and everyone else here."
(Oooooft Grabs the popcorn)
(No I’m terrible at writing romance! attenpts to grab popcorn)
"Hmm…" Cyrus stopped to think for a second. "That's fair. But like… romance or not, you still have them, and you have me, and everyone else here."
“I don’t think I have you.” She mumbled
(Sorry guys I’m trying not to laugh at this terrible romance I’m writing lmao)
(Oooooft Grabs the popcorn)
(No I’m terrible at writing romance! attenpts to grab popcorn)
(Lmao this is gold holds popcorn away from you)
(Oooooft Grabs the popcorn)
(No I’m terrible at writing romance! attenpts to grab popcorn)
(Lmao this is gold holds popcorn away from you)
(Nuuuu! sits down and cries)
Shaking, Cyrus lifted his head. "Y-yeah… I know I'm not there for you. I'm a human disaster, and you always have to look after me. I get it, and I'm sorry. I don't reciprocate ever, I feel incapable of protecting you, and… oh god…" He buried his head in his hands.
(Oooooft Grabs the popcorn)
(No I’m terrible at writing romance! attenpts to grab popcorn)
(Lmao this is gold holds popcorn away from you)
(Nuuuu! sits down and cries)
(lol, here holds out popcorn)
(Oooooft Grabs the popcorn)
(No I’m terrible at writing romance! attenpts to grab popcorn)
(Lmao this is gold holds popcorn away from you)
(Nuuuu! sits down and cries)
(lol, here holds out popcorn)
(I've been waiting for this. Pass it my way. Grabs some popcorn.
(pops out of nowhere with popcorn Let’s go.)
Shaking, Cyrus lifted his head. "Y-yeah… I know I'm not there for you. I'm a human disaster, and you always have to look after me. I get it, and I'm sorry. I don't reciprocate ever, I feel incapable of protecting you, and… oh god…" He buried his head in his hands.
“Cy, no!” She said hugging him “I didn’t mean it like that!”
((laughs at self and chives popcorn in mouth)
"I've been feeling that way for a long time," he replied softly, "It's hard to explain, and if you have ever felt let down by me, I'm truly sorry."
Cyrus' heart felt like it was trying to leap into his throat.
He took a deep breath and asked, "Wait. Then what did you mean?"
“Well, recently I feel sick when ever I’m around you and get really worried when you go in missions.” She said to him
(CALL 911! THIS LADY IS DYING OF LAUGHTER!)
"Well, me too… I feel worried sick when you go on missions without me there. Not that I'm capable of making a difference in whether you come back okay, but just to have a little control over the bad things that might happen to you is something," Cyrus said. He sighed and looked away. "Life is terrible. Being an assassin may have been my birthright, but it has never been the life I wanted to lead. I just want to be able to hang out with you and our friends without all that stupid training or killing or fear, and also without feeling obligated to stick together. I want to actually be friends. Not friends in the sense we swear to keep each other from dying."
(omg is it happening?)
“I don’t know I want to be friends to. But I also want some like Eira has Alex.” She nuttered
"Yeah, one day. But times are tough, you know?" Cyrus agreed, leaning up against the tree trunk.
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