EVERY SIN YOU CARVE IS EVER LASTING // O, HUGHES DEATH

[Suiteheart]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Blood. That was the first thing her brain processed. The stench made her gag as it was so overwhelmingly strong. Suiteheart did not have time to be distracted by the smell. No, instead, her brain began to run a hundred miles an hour. She knew, deep in her heart of hearts, that someone had died. The crushing weight of that realization hit her like a ton of bricks, and for a few moments, she was glued into place. Her heart told her to run back, to get away, to not let herself be hurt again by another scene of utter loss, but her mind overpowered. It made her pick her feet up and run not away but towards the smell. She had to know who it was, she had to see what she could do, she had to -

The heart-wrenching scream reached her next. The absolute agony of the shout made her feel weak. It was Roy. It was about Maes. Oh, God. She felt a lump form in her throat, for she knew Maes was... gone. Her pace quickened, for she did not want to allow Roy to be alone in his grief. That was dangerous after all.

As she passed the threshold of Maes' room, she saw and heard Lunafreya speaking, trying to comfort a crying Roy. Suiteheart's mind was running rampant again as she took in the view of Maes Hughes' mutilated corpse. Blood pooled around him, almost covering the fact that his legs were missing. The blood was everywhere, and crimson was the only color she saw. It covered the floor, it soaked over the strange mark on the floor, and it painted Roy's dark fur. Roy was covered in the substance, weeping. It was like watching Bastille cry over Starrynight all over again. Her heart broke.

The white female softly brushed passed Lunafreya before coming to stand beside Roy. She hesitated at first, unsure of how he would react to contact at this moment, but she had to try something to console him. Suiteheart extended a paw, resting it on Roy's shoulder. She let a few tears fall, for what she was bearing witness to was too much for her fragile state of being. "Roy, I'm so sorry," she murmured, echoing Luna's words. "It's... It fucking sucks to lose a best friend, and if there's anything you need - anything at all - I'm here for you." The look in her eyes was completely sincere. Despite their differences, Suite cared heavily for the man before her. She hated this for him - for both of them. "You were a great friend to him, Roy. You did all you could. Please don't ever forget that," she ended, wiping away her stray tears with her free paw.