Mary Winchester (
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Mary Winchester | 17 | [Video/Private to Ryuutaro/Backdated like a boss]
[Ryuutaro Have you ever had a royally pissed mother figure in your life? Well, now you have. Not even taking the time to cover the red and purple (steadily turning black) bruise on her face, Mary's already looking for Ryuutaro and in an effort to save time, is sending him a private video call. Texting takes too much time.]
Where are you?
[The anger in her voice is clear enough. She may have fucked up, but she at least tried to make things better. And yes, grabbing Hayato had been stupid, but she hadn't had any other choice.]
We need to talk. Now.
Where are you?
[The anger in her voice is clear enough. She may have fucked up, but she at least tried to make things better. And yes, grabbing Hayato had been stupid, but she hadn't had any other choice.]
We need to talk. Now.
no subject
What had become of him? He wouldn't just let... a stranger... affect him like that.
There was a clank as the blackberry was dropped from his hands and fell to the ground, soon followed by Ryuutaro who just lost the balance to stay on his feet at all anymore.
He wanted to stop existing right now, he wanted this to be over with. He had no place to go back to and for a single moment he felt that he also had no place to run forward to. There was just nowhere to go and even breathing hurt too much to worth it.
He'd lost his abilities, his beloved sport, himself and finally he was losing the one thing left to him, the one thing he could still hold on to.
The boy was tempted to put his hands over his ears and just stay like that until everything had somehow stopped.
But that wasn't like him... Ryuutaro remembered what he should be like and this was nothing like him. He couldn't allow himself this, he couldn't allow her the satisfaction of having one.
Shakily he picked the blackberry up again.]
... be silent, will you? You're not the one who will decide any of this... you're not him. You're not me. And there are things that you will never, never, never understand about us.
[He was speaking silently and hoarsely. His fingers were shaking and so was his voice, but he scrambled back on his feet.]
Our fate... can not be judged by anybody else.
[After missing two times he managed to turn the video recording off. He just really needed to see Hayato right now.]