==> Roxy & Dirk: Til death do you part.
{ You hadn't been able to keep from touching Dirk. You're holding his hand, sitting on the couch. The two of you had been discussing where you were going to go, what you were going to do. Were you going to run away to a hotel? Would that even work? Nothing kept coming to mind, and you didn't have enough of a head start to really get a plan going. You squeeze his fingertips, trying to make him calm down. AR had predicted the worst, and, if you believed anyone, you believed him. The end might be coming, and you almost wanted to just lay back down in bed - make last night when you were doing nothing but watching him breathing be the last moment in your world. Not this panicked fray of action, where the both of you kept getting up to do things, and pacing, only to realize there was nothing you could do. It seemed like you were going to be trapped either way. At least you were at home. You'd had another surprise to tell people when the chance came up. Your last date with Dirk, you'd spoken to him. You'd told him loved him. You had talked again, and now it felt like you'd wasted your time. You could have had so much more to say, but you might never get the chance now. What if you died and they still thought you were a mute, who was too scared to scream for help when she needed it? You were still too scared to scream for help though, weren't you? You didn't want to risk anybody else. Your most important person was already risking his all. "itll be okay dirk we just need to think of a better plan than 'hotel'. i was thinking maybe we could hide in the void but i mean we gotta collect food and water if were going there. you cant just dream it up. maybe lets just do that and we can come through to grocery stores if we need to?" The plan sounds dumb and risky even to you. You knew what kind of dangers lurked in the Void, and you knew the two of you would be sitting targets there. You could probably do it alone, but you had already insisted that you weren't going to part from him. Til death do you part, that was the mantra you'd sworn to the day he offered you that ring on the beach. Even if that ring hung around your neck, even if it didn't mean the same anymore, you had made a promise you intended to keep. "i dont know if you want to accept but we do have the gamzee option still but i dont know i dont want to involve a stranger." Each touch of his skin against yours right now feels like lightening, hot in your veins. It might be the last thing you remember - holding his hands. Or would you remember anything at all? Would you die and cease to be or would you get a ghost? Did it even matter? Could you even die? The fact that you didn't know just made this so much more frightening. You didn't know if you could die. You'd die for Dirk. Was that heroic enough to count? You'd more than die for him if you were given the chance. Your free hand moves to your necklace, grasps the ring there as you look down. "its times like this that make me think of the beach." Times like impending doom that make you wish your last-nights-on-earth presburb could have really been the end. Times when you wished you could have died so madly in love that you couldn't stop smiling. Now you were so in love you couldn't stop frowning. What a great person the world might lose, your Dirk. What a great person who deserved more love than he was getting, who deserved a better fate than he had. }
