[ As usual, Ankou starts his climb up the cliff by an indiscernible but rather safe path. It's the usual time of night where he'd explore the forest he's so familiar with as if it's any different from before... Lying in wait, knowing well that Yves or Ceres will likely appear at this hour. Maybe both will cross paths, as he knows they would for however many times, and he can watch them interact with a small shriveled hope in his weary old heart. He can stifle the ugly jealousy if he can see her smile, even if it isn't for him.
It should be relatively uneventful, but he hears a familiar voice as he reaches the plateau and watches the chaotically tragic tumble with so much distress. He JUST got here? How? Why? No, he knows how and why. This is incredibly predictable of Yves and he curses him for it. You idiot!!
So... The problem is Ankou can't swim well. It would be his priority that Yves doesn't get caught by the waves. Regardless of how the dark waters have calmed over the years, he rather they escape the fate of one or both of them needing a savior.
Picking up the lower half of his attire, he bolts over to the cliff side (very carefully) and grabs onto Yves' wrist just in time, forsaking whatever vow he made to discreetness and secrecy. ]
You...
[ He doesn't have the strength to pull him up easily... Practically against the ground almost flat, he's using his whole body and gravity to be Yves' anchor, but they can't stay like this forever. ]
You...!!
[ With every ache of his lithe body, WHY ARE THEY IN THIS SITUATION. Because of YOU.
His other hand grabs onto Yves, hoping this will help as he tries to drag him up. At least far enough for Yves to reach the edge himself. ]
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It should be relatively uneventful, but he hears a familiar voice as he reaches the plateau and watches the chaotically tragic tumble with so much distress. He JUST got here? How? Why? No, he knows how and why. This is incredibly predictable of Yves and he curses him for it. You idiot!!
So... The problem is Ankou can't swim well. It would be his priority that Yves doesn't get caught by the waves. Regardless of how the dark waters have calmed over the years, he rather they escape the fate of one or both of them needing a savior.
Picking up the lower half of his attire, he bolts over to the cliff side (very carefully) and grabs onto Yves' wrist just in time, forsaking whatever vow he made to discreetness and secrecy. ]
You...
[ He doesn't have the strength to pull him up easily... Practically against the ground almost flat, he's using his whole body and gravity to be Yves' anchor, but they can't stay like this forever. ]
You...!!
[ With every ache of his lithe body, WHY ARE THEY IN THIS SITUATION. Because of YOU.
His other hand grabs onto Yves, hoping this will help as he tries to drag him up. At least far enough for Yves to reach the edge himself. ]