TW// PTSD, mention of murder
They're sitting by the table, eating and drinking. Ai offers Shiro a glass of something.
SHIRO: No thank you. I'll stay with my grape jucie.
David looks at Akane. It looks like alcohol doesn't affect her.
DAVID: Let's have a drinking competiton!
TAGGI: Count me out.
MIRA: Me too.
SEI: I'll pass too.
Ai slams her drink on the table, clearly already drunk.
AI: Count me in!
AKANE: I'm in.
Time passes by and David and Ai don't look that good. Akane is fine.
SHIRO: Ai you had too much, just stop.
AI: Nnoo I'm f-finee.
Shiro holds her hand.
SHIRO: Please.
Ai looks at Shiros worried face.
AI: O-okay... But I can still d-dance.
SHIRO: Okay we can go dancing.
DAVID: I'm not done.
Akane smirks.
AKANE: Oh really?
SEI: David just admit it you lost.
DAVID: N-no!
AKANE: You can't win... We Vulmones are immune to alcohol.
DAVID: ... Why didn't y-you tell me?
Akane smiles stands up and goes somewhere. Sei follows her. Ai and Shiro dancing.
SHIRO: Are you sure you are okay?
AI: I'm f-finee.
Ai almost falls and Shiro catches them.
AI: S-sorry.
Shiro smiles.
SHIRO: It's okay!
Ai blushes notecing how close they are to her face. They make a portal on Shiros right side. Shiro turns to it.
SHIRO: Why did you-
Ai kisses her through the portal. Ai goes back and the portal disappears.
SHIRO: A-Ai... Why did you- you're to drunk!
AI: I may be... but my feeling don't change when I'm drunk.
They hear David scream. They look at him. David pushes the chair away.
DAVID: Don't touch me!
TAGGI: David?
David is sweating, shaking. He looks at his shaking hands.
DAVID: N-no... I shouldn't have drunk.
TAGGI: What do you mean?
DAVID: N-no, I don't want it to happen again... I don't want my parents to get hurt.
Taggi tries to get closer.
TAGGI: David, your parents are dead. They were killed.
DAVID: N-no. They were murdered! And do you know who murdered them?! Huh? Do you want to know!
TAGGI: Davy...
Tears start running down his face.
DAVID: It was me!
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Rune of Assassin
FantasyOkay so this story is probably from 2018. It's not good and it's written like a dialog because my initial plan was to draw it. But I'm kinnda too lazy for that. A redhaired girl is lying on the ground, wounded. The world around her is being destroy...
