![]() ![]() The Successor of the Blood was crying, Amamiya seemed guilty, and Jack had a look on his face that made Eva almost feel sorry for the boy.Įveryone lost something because of the Great Collapse, some lost more than others, which is why Jack and Eva swore to do everything in their power to prevent another tragedy. What they were doing as Crypt Watchers wasn’t right, and it certainly wasn’t fair, but someone had to bear the burden so others could be saved. Murasame looked from Eva’s necklace, to Jack’s, then back to Eva’s before her eyes went wide and she let out a loud “Oh wow, they match!!” She would’ve liked to have met Valerio and see if the boy’s humor really was as terrible as Jack claimed.Īmamiya’s crew of revenants didn’t stand a chance against Jack they should thank their lucky stars Eva appeared to stop him instead of backing him up. ![]() He was something of a heavy smoker during his human days- quitting had been a nightmare- but Jack couldn’t let the lovely box of cigars from his partner go to waste.Ī voice told her she could end it all if she wanted to, just wait until her captors weren’t looking and jump Eva was glad she never listened. “You mean you guys never argue, not even a little?” Yakumo sounded shocked, but Eva really couldn’t recall having any arguments. Jack’s heart pounded in his chest as he held out the red ring box and got down on one knee. They saw him as the Hunter, a heartless revenant who killed his own kind, but Eva knew there was so much more to him than that.Įxploring the caverns beneath the Cathedral alone was suffocating without the sound of her voice and her footsteps alongside his.Īt this point in their relationship, he could tell that a fast tapping of her fingers meant she was nervous and a slow tapping meant Eva was deep in thought. The view of the setting sun from Amamiya’s homebase was stunning, but it didn’t come close to Eva’s smile in the orange light. When a Successor’s anguish became so overwhelming it seemed as if their vessel would go to pieces, Eva’s voice was there to calm them. No matter how painful, no matter how lonely, the Successors continued to endure for the sake of the world the least she could do was sing for them, even if it caused her pain, too.Įven if he didn’t believe in God, he still thanked whatever being was up there for letting him meet Eva. ![]() With her by his side, Jack found the air to be fresher and breathing easier. He was never one for the fine arts, but that was slowly changing thanks to her.Įva held Jack close, felt his fangs gently pierce her neck, and she hoped this would help stave his bloodthirst. It was so obvious to Eva how much Jack cared about the Successor of the Blood he could play it off all he wanted, but she overheard him giving his blessing to the girl and Amamiya. While Jack was busy discussing tactics with Amamiya, Eva snuck the antique coin and its silver box into his jacket. “What do you mean you guys aren’t married?!” The weaponsmith at homebase said so loudly, Jack thought Eva would go deaf if she kept indulging the girl in conversation. It was never ending long after her death, the Queen still posed a threat to their world, luckily revenants had all the time in the world. Two glasses clinked together, the amber liquor inside looked like nectar in the low light just a little reward after a hard day’s work. There was some comfort in the sandy crypt that resembled her birthplace Eva hung on for as long as she could, hoping Jack would be here soon. This song was different- sweet and sentimental- it spoke of a love story from long ago that almost brought Jack to tears. “I’ll be okay, I promise,” she says, but he knows the Relics are radiating pain throughout her whole body. Wishing on a star was pointless Jack would make his dreams real with his own strength.Įva almost couldn’t believe it the first time she died and revived this was the way revenants lived, and she understood why he hoped she would stay human. In a world like this, it was easy to take for granted the little things that kept them human, like a leisurely stroll down the old city streets, and the cool night breeze.Ī slow, steady ballad plays from the jukebox, Jack holds out his hand to Eva, and everyone at homebase melts.
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