Cover your crystal eyes
And let your colors
Bleed and blend with mine
Cresswell cries into Charlie's fur as the dog sits down and waits patiently, ever loyal and always ready to help him where she can "Its okay, Charlie. We made it," He says in a trembling tone, "We're gonna be okay." He doesn't move from this position until he hears footsteps drawing near him and he pulls his face from Charlie's fur. Arms encircle them both and pulls them up against a body, the voice of Vienna looming over them. Fordwin swallows dryly and buries his face into his sister's shirt, breathing through the fabric. No matter how childish it may seem, physical contact is oddly comforting to one without sight.
He slowly draws his face away from Vienna's shirt, significantly steadier than a few seconds ago, "I'm okay.." He says quietly, but he really doesn't feel okay. He doubts anyone in this room is okay. Nothing about this whole situation is okay. But at least he can try to pretend to be okay. If not for his own sake, then for the sake of his sister and the others around him. He recognizes the distinct tones and accents of the other students. Charlie gives him an affectionate boop with her nose, and Fordwin quietly thanks whatever deities will listen that a couple of his friends made it to the gymnasium.
We love a lot so
We only lose a little
Cause we are alive
When the hand around hers tightens, Raine squeezes Alli's hand in a way she hopes in comforting. She does her best to block out all the sounds coming from around her. Her chest heaves with anxiety and the effort it takes to run while on the verge of panicking. When the gym doors come into view, Rai nearly cries out in relief again and picks up speed to run side-by-side with Alli. The two crash through the doors as her lover pushes her in first and she's greeted with the sight of other survivors.
Raine immediately swivels and clings onto Alli again, her entire body shaking like a leaf. And despite herself, she smiles as the other girl wipes away her tears. A wobbling smile that doesn't shine like it usually does, "We made it," She hiccups tearfully, simply letting the girl she loves cover her face in more lipstick kisses before leaning forward to briefly press her lips to Alli's. Once she pulls back a tad reluctantly, she takes a deep steadying breath. Her anxiety slowly dies down, telling herself that everything is okay; everything is alright when Alli is with her, "Thank God you're okay," She whispers, "I don't know what I would do without you..."