#geuhhhh

[locallygrowndaikon]

geuh guh motivation…. give me a few days….

[mako-neexu]

Breath caught in her throat, Ritsuka’s heart beat picks up the pace.

Ah, this was so not good-

The curse placed on her has her floating once more, the random times that has it activating catching her off guard and causing her to tilt forwards and look as if Herc was dragging her to the sky by the scruff of her mystic code.

“Guys-!” She tried to tell the team ahead of her, but as always, her voice couldn’t reach them. She had always felt a little too breathless like this as well.

Granted, they were a little too far away when she started to lag behind but her voice- yeah, she could still shout. She tried that, she tried that every time but it just wouldn’t reach them once she starts floating.

Ritsuka sighs.

Her curse, while not really harmful, was getting annoying but at least they were on their way to the culprit’s destination to make them dispel what was cast on her.

But she did learn a quick technique to get out of this state temporarily.

Ritsuka slows her breathing, and maneuvers her body into a relaxed state, clearing her mind, her heart, something that was simply similar to sleeping.

She closes her eyes. In darkness, her vision dims further but she was once more starting to feel a stronger pull. Whichever way it was, she hoped it was better than staying afloat.

—Something grabs her ankle.

And when she opened her eyes, she was on the ground once more, no longer feeling helpless in the air.

“Master.” 

She blinks. 

Ah, Count- Her tense shoulders relax in an instant seeing him tower over her from behind, his arm wrapped around her shoulders. She sighs with a smile, immediately comforted by his rescue, “Thanks for saving me back there. Floating just like that is getting annoying, don’t you think?”

He remains silent for a moment, his expression unreadable with his hat tipped down... and when he doesn’t respond, she tilts her head and asks, “Count?”

The King of the Cavern shakes his head, “It’s nothing, but wear this.” He takes his coat off and drapes it around her figure, “The blessings temporarily holding back the curse are weakening by the hour, but you may wear this to keep you anchored.”

Since his cloak is a part of him… then the black lightning and flame of purification embedded in the fabric would be able to protect her.

It’s a bit heavy but she was nonetheless really grateful. So she smiles brightly at him, “Thanks. So, shall we catch up with them?”

He nods without another word, making sure he covers her back as she treads forward.

Ritsuka couldn’t help but linger on his words.

Anchored? So were the spells that Circe and Medea cast were getting weaker? How so? Man, she really needs to catch up to their team and find out what’s seriously happening here.

–

(The Count of Monte Cristo had noticed once again that the Master had lagged behind. 

He didn’t hesitate to use his noble phantasm to reach her before Molay’s gate swallowed her above unaware, before the creatures even had the chance to so much as touch her. 

And once he had grabbed her ankle, he pushed them back to the surface and away from the sky, tucking her face against his chest …

—Returning her spirit back to her lifeless body once more.)

[fournets]

thinking about the This Is Jay and im Very Proud of him line GEUHHHH

[unthink--this]

busniess SAC revision, just go away plz.