[ CAN a ghost die? ty said NO!!!! FOR SOME REASON! so here we are instead with yves bleeding profusely with his fucking ghost blood, but somehow still not dying. he gasps out for air at some point, but the convulsing stops. his form settles on being less corporeal, exhausted.
and then everything he just did hits him all at once. tears prick at the corners of his eyes and his voice is shaky. ]
.... sorry... [ and then more cognizant ] Sor— I'm sorry....
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and then everything he just did hits him all at once. tears prick at the corners of his eyes and his voice is shaky. ]
.... sorry... [ and then more cognizant ] Sor— I'm sorry....
Think somethin's.... wrong with... me..