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April 22nd
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If you have an questions or ideas please feel free to get in touch! I also work full time so sometimes my responses can be sporadic.

If I'm not on here writing I will most certainly be playing video games or sucked into a new world reading.

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Yes deffo! Gosh it's going to be a lot to process for the both of them!
Even with his soothing words of how they would be okay she couldn’t help but still feel frightened, they had been so close to danger, moments away from death. Had they not moved they’d be crushed by the building they had rested in moments before and it was scary thought. Iris didn’t feel right at all and even as she managed to sit herself up all colour had drained from her as her heart still raced on unable to calm herself down after what had just happened. It almost didn’t feel real. Feeling the thick coated air of dust hit the back of her throat she couldn’t help but cough which only made her head spin at the effort.

Finally, she managed to push herself into a seat position wincing as she felt the pain not realising how tender she was after the impact of hitting the floor. Trembling as she looked over at Cas eyes not in full focus as she listened to him saying they needed to find shelter. Touching her head, she could feel it was wet, furrowing her brow as she glanced at her fingers seeing her own blood knowing that she must have hit the ground with quite a force to cause her to bleed. It was nothing major as it wasn’t pouring out, but it was still an inconvenience to her as she knew they didn’t have the supplies to be dealing with all of this right now.

“A-Are you hurt?” Spluttering out as she reached out with her other hand touching his cheek with her feverish fingers, unable to stop herself from the touch as she had genuinely been worried they were going to die. Right now, she didn’t care about distancing because she wanted to make sure he was okay too, it wasn’t just her that had been affected. “S-Shelter... Right.” Whispering more to herself as she tried to get her thoughts together composing herself, but it was hard as she could still feel the fear that rooted her to the spot.

“I…” Overwhelmed by all the emotions she felt herself falter whilst she still shook, powerless to what had happened, and she couldn’t change it. “I don’t know what to do… I…” The bombings had completely derailed her, she knew the way back to the Capital, but they were surrounded by devastation only putting more obstacles in their way and making it difficult to get back to the Capital.

As her mind raced on what options they could take she felt panicked, her heart wouldn’t stop racing and she was finding it difficult to breathe as tried to calm herself down. I need to focus; I can’t be a mess. I still have to get him home. Trying to will herself to calm down as she moved picking herself up off of the floor though she was unsteady on her feet. Feeling the blood rush to her head as she stood up her hand rushed gripping it as she grimaced, everything was spinning, and it took a moment for her to stabilise herself.
I like it! Perhaps they are forced to go the road way, this is where they get picked up by Rebels after the following day? To give them a little bit of rest an the fever to break :3
Making it out of the complex Iris already felt dizzy, the rush of pushing herself through the fever and the fact she was frightened of them actually being killed was a lot to take in. It was no surprise when she went crashing to floor when another bomb had been dropped onto who knows what district. Crashing against the concrete harshly she let out a gasp of pain, unable to catch herself or hold onto anything meant she had hit the floor hard as the ground shook beneath her. The deafening sounds coursed through her making it feel like her head was going to explode as the destruction continued. Thankfully they had made it out of the complex as dust and debris went flying around them signalling that the building did not withstand the second quake.

Iris barely registered his touch until she felt the grab of her clothes, frowning as she caught his words of stay down. Opening her mouth, she felt the whimper leave her lips before she could say anything, something was wet and a part of her felt like it was blood but was it hers? She couldn’t feel the warmth, but then the fever was messing with her senses on the temperature of things throwing her off.

Panic and frightened Iris honestly thought the worst as her heart hammered away. We’re going to die here. Coughing from the fumes of destruction she could feel the tears leave her eyes as she feared for their lives, trapped in a district with no hope and she couldn’t see a way out of this mess. The districts were being bombed, Cas was most likely going to die before getting home and she was powerless against it all. The depressing thoughts resurfaced, and she felt like she was living in her nightmare.

Feeling him pull her into his arms she was pulled from the swirling dark thoughts and instinctively she gripped at his clothes. Trembling in his arms Iris buried her head into his chest as if his arms could shield her from the devastation. Keeping her eyes shut she wished she could feel his warmth protecting her as she knew it would make her feel better, but all she could feel was his arms holding her in place. As the last bomb hit, she couldn’t help but let out a pained cry, it hadn’t hit them, but it wasn’t far off, and the ripples of the last bomb only shifted more of the debris around them. Although they were safe out in the open, she couldn’t but feel exposed as any building could fall the wrong way or they could be hit by flying debris crushing them.

Panting as she tried to catch her breath Iris began to feel overheated as this last quake felt longer than the others. The land continued to grumble, rumbling away from the impact of the last bomb causing more buildings to shift or collapse. Unable to contain her shaking form her grip weakened on him as what little energy she had wavered hoping that there would be no more bombs or destruction on the districts before them. “Please stop… please.” Whispering to herself over and over as she waited out the last of the quakes.

Oooo we can do! Maybe they get picked up by the rebels after this? Like they find them in this district and take them to the next one over locking them up?
Ohhhh I like it! That's a good idea! Perhaps the Soldier is the one that laughs in their faces like the Prince is dead you think I'd believe that? Kind of style haha
That was so much fun to write! They can't catch a break bless them! Poor Cas though, he doesn't know his dad thinks he is dead haha
“I’m not mad at you. I understand why. I just, I’m too warm and I can’t eat anymore. I’m sorry.” Iris sighed softly as she rubbed her temples feeling the headache transpire from the whirlwind of emotions she felt. She knew deep down she couldn’t be mad at him; it wasn’t his fault they couldn’t be together, and he was right. As much as she hated to admit it even if they spent this time together or even tried with no strings attached when he was back at the Capital that would be it. They would never see each other again. The disappointment now would be far better than the heartbreak they would feel later on when they departed. Plus, she knew she was being an idiot at the idea of some kind of fling, there was no way she’d be okay with it meaning nothing because it meant everything to her. A part of her knew deep down that she’d never had a fling before, that just wasn’t her and as much as she knew she had dated Ethan she was certain they’d never done anything serious. Probably why he was a bit of a dickhead.

Glancing up as she felt the vibrating she was slower to catch on unlike Cas. Watching as he spun around to the window, she pushed herself off of the sofa on unsteady feet to join him wanting to see what was wrong. Forcing herself she made it to Cas to catch sight of the huge bulky aircrafts, feeling her heart drop at the site she recognised them as bombers. This hadn’t been the first time she had seen them, and she doubted it would be the last either. Looking aghast as she watched them she could feel her heart start to race at the idea they were coming for what remained of Bel Bicis, but as the hatched opened she could only watch in horror as a bomb was dropped onto the next district over. The one they would have been reaching had they not had to stop.

It was like a ripple effect; the ground shook beneath her and the building crumbled at the pressure. Falling to her knees much like Cas she grimaced as she looked up towards the ceiling, a small crack had begun to form running across the ceiling dangerously. “Cas. We have to go. Another quake we will be buried alive.” Whispering hurriedly as she scrambled to her feet the adrenaline pushing her through as she grabbed the backpack scurrying to put everything away that they would need. Already she was panting with effort, but they couldn’t hesitate, they could not delay as right now their very lives were at stake.

I can’t believe he would do this. Does he not realise Cas could be here? Worrying thoughts crossed her mind as she just about threw the backpack on her back before forcing herself to move to the door. Iris could feel her feet were unsteady and she knew the fast movements was making her feel sick, but she had to ignore it. They had to get out of here. The next district was probably in a state of panic meaning it wouldn’t be best to go there just yet, but they had to get out of this building at least. Just in case another quake toppled it over causing it to collapse in on itself.

Feeling her whole-body tremble as she moved out of the door to make their way to freedom it was a grim reminder of what those bomb could cause. Flashes of bodies crossed her mind; innocent people would now be dead all because she had been stupid enough to kidnap the Prince. This is all my fault.
Yaaay! I can feel the heartbreak poor things :(

Ohhh I like that! That would be pretty interesting too! And kind of scary at the same time :3
Trying to avoid his gaze she didn’t want him to see the hurt in her eyes because she felt shameful over the fact, she had gotten her hopes up for a brief second. It was foolish of her to get her hopes up over him and the idea of them being together. She was a fool and she felt the stab at her heart with his words. I’m such a fool. I should never have said anything, I should never have thought it could work or even got my hopes up. The deafening thoughts made her feel heavy and everything was beginning to weigh down on her as the thoughts continued to spiral.

Although he told her not say it and although his words spoke about how she had been a better woman than anyone he met it fell on deaf ears. All she could focus on was the fact she was not good enough and that she would never be good enough for him. Feeling her lower lip tremble as she tried to push back the immense amount of emotions she felt as she didn’t want to break in front of him. Blinking away any hint of tears she tried to keep herself calm but with the high fever still apparent it was hard to keep them under control as much as she tried. I am not good enough, no matter what he says I will never be good enough for him. Who was I kidding? After everything I have done to him too, of course he wouldn’t want to be with me. Of course, I’m not good enough.

With her eyes downcast she could see the food now set in her lap from him and looking at the food only sent another wave of nausea through her. Focusing her little energy to keeping herself composed she could already feel herself growing weaker at the effort. Trembling in her place she looked at the food biting her lip she sighed, knowing deep down she could eat but she had no appetite for the food. All appetite had been lost and even the idea of drinking water made her feel sick. No. I won’t be finishing this, I can’t bring myself to anymore. Thinking to herself as she looked between the food and the bottle of water she had been given. Shaking her head, she moved putting the plate onto the coffee table with shaky hands before settling herself back onto the sofa.

The heat was too much and without even thinking it through she tossed the blanket to one side sighing heavily. As much as she knew how right he was, that it would be easier if they didn’t get too caught up with one another because parting would only be harder, she still hated to hear it. The way her heart longed for him wasn’t healthy and if they had become close once more the parting would be worse. Unable to find any words for him she didn’t speak, she just let him distance himself and busy himself as she tried not to look like she was moping on the sofa heartbroken.
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