And she soon had it. It only took a few more blows before he stopped struggling, the blood from his wounds dripping down his side and across his exposed neck. And shorn of his armor, and with his helmet removed, he looked exactly like her brother would have done without his metal parts as he lay there waiting for the killing blow.
This was, he thought, all life was, pain and misery and everyone doing their best to dish it upon somebody else. In the end his only real regret was that he had caused too little and received too much.
"Perhaps," he whispered with the last strength he had, "you were family after all, Rachel."
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Date: 2012-06-08 05:07 am (UTC)This was, he thought, all life was, pain and misery and everyone doing their best to dish it upon somebody else. In the end his only real regret was that he had caused too little and received too much.
"Perhaps," he whispered with the last strength he had, "you were family after all, Rachel."
She acted like family, at least.