"Where is she?"
"She’s just outside of the Banquet of the Lord, laying on the stairs my lord!"
With the rain pouring over his vision was dropping. It never rained in Yusnaan, never. So the town never really had reliable shelter to go to when it did ever rain. Running down the drenched footpaths and there by the stairs of the world renown restaurant, was the Saviour herself. Drenching herself; wearing another of her millions of outfits.
Her head was planted onto the stairs and bottles of Bacchus’s Brew were rolling down the velvet red carpet. One bottle was held tightly in her other hand as she let the rain pour over her.
"Go and get the others. We’ll need nurses and doctors after this."
With one of his men following the others of their dear Patron, Snow rushed over to the fallen Saviour. Light’s usual rosy pink hair that was always swept across her right shoulder was scattered all over her shoulders. He rolled her over to her back and saw she was awake which caught him off guarded.
"Oh, it’s you." Light greeted in such a dull manner.
"…Sis." Snow began.
He had heard a story that the Saviour had returned to Yusnaan after saving his soul from the chaos. He didn’t believe it so much because it wasn’t like Light to return unless she had unfinished business. Yet again, that was rare.
Shaking her by her shoulders he expected her to shake him off but nothing. With a bottle of brew still in her hands she reached over for it, struggling to place the bottle to her lips. Unable to see Light in such a manner he tossed it out of her hands.
"The hell Snow?!" The woman suddenly snapped and clenched onto his jacket. "Why can’t you just mind your own business for once!"
Staying strong, Snow shook his head. “I can’t. Not while you’re like this.”
i started off making a few for my friends but now i just ended up making the whole cast so here are some XIII pixels!!
individual pixels in the read more~