The Life Among The Dead
Fam, Ulric
Bloodletter
08-16-2021, 11:04 AM
Balthier turned to Solo and Psalm when they arrived, poking his nose towards his other sister to make sure she was okay from the fall she had. His head dipped to Solo as he introduced himself before his gaze went back to the man of The Hallows before them.
His eyes squinted lightly at first, his expression had already been more flat, serious at first. He almost wasn't surprised that she wasn't with them anymore. But he wasn't expecting what the brute had announced next. Aranea was dead. And not only dead, but pregnant before she died. He had remembered that Allegro told them that Aranea had done something, that she had chosen someone over them. And really the whole realization of what she had done, and now she was dead, it was extremely overwhelming. His head pushed gently into back Azzurra's neck, like he was trying to hide from the feelings like he always did. But he quickly picked his head up to look at Psalm too. She hadn't taken Allegro's leaving well, he wasn't even sure how she would feel about Aranea being dead. Her and Azzurra were fragile in their own different ways. He glanced at Solo, hoping that he would be able to comfort Psalm too. He definitely didn't want her running off into Auster lands by herself.
He looked back to Ulric, "I'd... like that." His eyes didn't look at his siblings, but they glanced along the ground in their direction. He didn't want to force them all to see it for themselves. But he felt like they all needed to.
When they arrived at her grave, and Ulric stepped back as if to give them a moment to themselves and their dead mother, Balthier just stayed close to Azzie. He fought back tears that weren't even in his eyes. His breathing was long and deep though, the sign of his struggling. He only stayed there for a few moments in silence, his head and neck almost cradling Azzurra. He put his head against Solo for a few seconds if he was there. There wasn't only one grave though, there was a couple. And it gave him the idea that the kids she had didn't make it either. In other words, they didn't have any surviving siblings. He couldn't know what she had done, attempting to abort the babies and then losing them and herself in the end. Or knowing who their father was. He honestly didn't really care.
"Allegro..." He broke the silence, "I saw him in a dream. He told me he had passed." He couldn't know for sure if the dream was real, a premonition, or just a whole figment of his imagination. But he felt like he could tell them. This seemed like the right time. To finally get everything that had, or could have destroyed them out. But hopefully this meant the end of their travesties. They wouldn't have to worry about losing anyone, each other, he hoped. It was all they had left.
"Balthier"
His eyes squinted lightly at first, his expression had already been more flat, serious at first. He almost wasn't surprised that she wasn't with them anymore. But he wasn't expecting what the brute had announced next. Aranea was dead. And not only dead, but pregnant before she died. He had remembered that Allegro told them that Aranea had done something, that she had chosen someone over them. And really the whole realization of what she had done, and now she was dead, it was extremely overwhelming. His head pushed gently into back Azzurra's neck, like he was trying to hide from the feelings like he always did. But he quickly picked his head up to look at Psalm too. She hadn't taken Allegro's leaving well, he wasn't even sure how she would feel about Aranea being dead. Her and Azzurra were fragile in their own different ways. He glanced at Solo, hoping that he would be able to comfort Psalm too. He definitely didn't want her running off into Auster lands by herself.
He looked back to Ulric, "I'd... like that." His eyes didn't look at his siblings, but they glanced along the ground in their direction. He didn't want to force them all to see it for themselves. But he felt like they all needed to.
When they arrived at her grave, and Ulric stepped back as if to give them a moment to themselves and their dead mother, Balthier just stayed close to Azzie. He fought back tears that weren't even in his eyes. His breathing was long and deep though, the sign of his struggling. He only stayed there for a few moments in silence, his head and neck almost cradling Azzurra. He put his head against Solo for a few seconds if he was there. There wasn't only one grave though, there was a couple. And it gave him the idea that the kids she had didn't make it either. In other words, they didn't have any surviving siblings. He couldn't know what she had done, attempting to abort the babies and then losing them and herself in the end. Or knowing who their father was. He honestly didn't really care.
"Allegro..." He broke the silence, "I saw him in a dream. He told me he had passed." He couldn't know for sure if the dream was real, a premonition, or just a whole figment of his imagination. But he felt like he could tell them. This seemed like the right time. To finally get everything that had, or could have destroyed them out. But hopefully this meant the end of their travesties. They wouldn't have to worry about losing anyone, each other, he hoped. It was all they had left.
