[ His heart skips a beat when he hears the clock chime, and he waits to be released - but there's nothing but a second, deep ring of the chime that seems to shake him. Or maybe he's just shivering violently enough to think he is as he feels his bones being caressed like that one stroked his arm earlier.
If they could at least fight, if he could move or concentrate long enough to cast something, then he wouldn't feel so pathetic. Even when Kanone had him, he could fight (for all that worked for him)... He hangs his head and bits his lips shut to keep himself from screaming and to unsuccessfully distract himself from the pain.
There's another chime, and if Rita were on the floor, she might have been able to feel the floor shake with it. As it is, one ghost simply cups her face with its hand, smiling at her, but its touch soon turns violent as it digs its fingers into her face to force her to look straight up the tower. ]
action; ♥! Ah, it is pretty late, huh? |D;
If they could at least fight, if he could move or concentrate long enough to cast something, then he wouldn't feel so pathetic. Even when Kanone had him, he could fight (for all that worked for him)... He hangs his head and bits his lips shut to keep himself from screaming and to unsuccessfully distract himself from the pain.
There's another chime, and if Rita were on the floor, she might have been able to feel the floor shake with it. As it is, one ghost simply cups her face with its hand, smiling at her, but its touch soon turns violent as it digs its fingers into her face to force her to look straight up the tower. ]