The Blade in the Stars (Swiss x Female OC)

6: We're All Tired

    The next week went on as it normally would following a ritual. The ghouls would get to relax, and all rehearsals would be held off till the next concert date was set. Since ghouls were quick learners, constant practice wasn't really needed. During this period, they would get to participate in other duties. They'd do whatever their superiors told them to, or they just screwed around.

    This time was no different. The ghouls lounged around in the common room nearly 24/7. However, there was always one of them missing. I'm sure you can figure out which one that is.

    Fortunately for Fenris, she didn't have any nightmares or visions. As well as that, Swiss had no sudden pains again.

Whenever he would be with the other ghouls, he always had an eye out for Fenris. However, during that week, she was nowhere to be seen. By the ghouls, that is.

    Fenris' POV:

"Why am I here instead of one of your precious ghouls?" I questioned from where I sat, my eyes set upon a piece of paper. Copia had brought me in, saying he needed help with some paperwork. I knew better, catching the occasional glances he threw my way.

    He sighed quietly, setting down the pen in his hand. He straightened up in his seat, causing me to look up and set my own pen down. "You know why, Fenris." He wanted to talk about something more than paperwork, that was for sure.

    I wasn't really up for the conversation that was about to occur. I felt drowsy, accompanied by a reoccurring headache. "Copia, for your sake I hope I'm not here to mend a nonexistent friendship." I'm sure my exhaustion didn't show through in my voice. The only reaction Copia had was a quick averting of his gaze, so it seemed I had the wall up enough.

    "We can't work together if you're just going to fight me constantly." On the other hand, Copia was terrible at masking his emotions. I doubt he even tried. The desperation in his voice was clear. He leaned forward, intertwining his hands on the desk. I kept my eyes away from him, staring down at the cuff of my sleeve. I fidgeted with it, rubbing the fabric between my fingertips. "Fenris, please help me understand. What do I need to do?"

I had decided not to care at that point. I just shrugged, my eyes falling to the wooden floor. "There's nothing you can do." I said simply. I just couldn't shake the tension that remained in me since last night. I didn't have the energy to try and have an actual conversation with Copia.

    I could see him out of the corner of my eye. He was slouched back in his seat now, just scanning me. I traded the floor for watching the rats in the corner of the room. They shifted around in their cage, making small scuffling sounds. His rats had to be the only good thing about Copia. Next time he talked, I barely picked up on what he was saying, "Everything's changing, I get it. But must you shut me out?"

    Once my mind processed what he said, I looked towards Copia. A rush of adrenaline ran through me as I straightened in the seat. "Everything's changing?" I scoffed loudly, turning away before going back to Copia. "Your brothers are dead, Copia." I said sharply, sitting on the edge of my chair.

    I narrowed my eyes just slightly, watching as Copia's face paled. He clearly hadn't fully come to terms with reality. Is that why everyone was sitting by and not talking about what happened? Are they still trying to work through it? I hoped that was it, for I couldn't stand how people just ignored it. "Say it." My voice lowered, my gaze darkening. He wasn't going to be one of those people. He was going see it all. He needed to. I need to. "'My. Brothers. Are. Dead.'"

    I looked towards him expectantly, raising my eyebrows. "Fenris..." he started, his eyes a mixture of unreadable emotion. I wasn't in the mood to hear his excuses.