02-24-2015, 09:37 PM
As soon as Guu had arrived, it was too late. Mao was already on the run and Nyeseth was already on the ground.
“Mr. Samurai?” Desco inquired, kneeling down next to him.
Guu sat by his side too. His eyes flickered open slightly too looked up at the two.
“You’re both safe.” He said, “I’m glad.”
Guu moved in to treat his wounds, but Nyeseth stopped her.
“It’s no use.” He said, “It’s over. You two will have to go on without me…”
Guu looked over to Desco, she looked back at her.
“Well, good bye you two…” He said, shiny particles started emitting from his body. “It’s been good… for the most part. Take care…”
And with that, he faded away into dust and was gone.
“Good bye, I guess.” Desco said, sounding slightly forlornly.
Guu got up and sat next to her, giving her a little hug for comfort, which Desco responded in due.
Later that night, the two set up camp again. Desco was in her sleeping bag, lying awake. Guu sat around the campfire, poking it with a stick.
“Guu?” Desco asked.
“Yes?” Guu responded, barely looking up from the flames.
“He’s gonna come back, right?”
There was a brief bit of silence before Guu responded.
“Yeah, according to the Dataverse, Primes always get resurrected.”
Another long pause between the two.
“Ok, good. Desco glad.” Desco said, rolling over in her sleeping bag.
Guu waited until she heard Desco’s gentle snoring. Throwing the stick into the fire, she pulled out her dataverse device. After a few minutes of looking at a blank screen, she slowly wrote something up. She submits the text, which turns out to be an e-mail.
Giving Desco one more glance, she stands up and suddenly walks off into the night, leaving Desco alone to her dreams.
“Mr. Samurai?” Desco inquired, kneeling down next to him.
Guu sat by his side too. His eyes flickered open slightly too looked up at the two.
“You’re both safe.” He said, “I’m glad.”
Guu moved in to treat his wounds, but Nyeseth stopped her.
“It’s no use.” He said, “It’s over. You two will have to go on without me…”
Guu looked over to Desco, she looked back at her.
“Well, good bye you two…” He said, shiny particles started emitting from his body. “It’s been good… for the most part. Take care…”
And with that, he faded away into dust and was gone.
“Good bye, I guess.” Desco said, sounding slightly forlornly.
Guu got up and sat next to her, giving her a little hug for comfort, which Desco responded in due.
Later that night, the two set up camp again. Desco was in her sleeping bag, lying awake. Guu sat around the campfire, poking it with a stick.
“Guu?” Desco asked.
“Yes?” Guu responded, barely looking up from the flames.
“He’s gonna come back, right?”
There was a brief bit of silence before Guu responded.
“Yeah, according to the Dataverse, Primes always get resurrected.”
Another long pause between the two.
“Ok, good. Desco glad.” Desco said, rolling over in her sleeping bag.
Guu waited until she heard Desco’s gentle snoring. Throwing the stick into the fire, she pulled out her dataverse device. After a few minutes of looking at a blank screen, she slowly wrote something up. She submits the text, which turns out to be an e-mail.
Giving Desco one more glance, she stands up and suddenly walks off into the night, leaving Desco alone to her dreams.
Quote:Guu's e-mail to Desco
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