diciotto || video

[betrayedblade]

Mio amore...

[Giovanni appears reaching out to someone off screen--or not there at all. He's smiling faintly, sadly, his expression pained as much as loving.]

This is not a place for you. Perché, perché. Why do you have to be here. I would not wish this upon you. [He falters and his arm drops.] Maria... I love you, but I wish you were not here...

[For a long time nothing happens. Then the device seems to be noticed and, violently, a hand comes down on it; the device shuts off with a bit of static.]


[[pretend all responses are slightly delayed]]

Comments

[not-riku-thx.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, it's....It's not easy to hear that something you want to be real isn't....

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

But she is real... Why not here. Even if...it is not what I want. To see my loved ones here--there are so many others suffering that I would gladly give my life to send home, why not her!!

[not-riku-thx.livejournal.com]

At home.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Why so impossible for her to be here?

[not-riku-thx.livejournal.com]

Because...you're not the only one seeing people, places that don't belong here. Something's wrong.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

I can't...accept that. Even if it is the truth...

[not-riku-thx.livejournal.com]

Then...enjoy the memories, if they're good ones.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]