I’m going to Spain, Morocco and Portugal for the next three weeks so I won’t be updating this blog!
I’ll talk to everyone and reply to everything and stuff when I get back <3
[The young Marionettenspieler shook his head as he clung to the magician, but wanted to make sure he was able to breath, keeping his head down as he teared up a bit more and snapped back in a shakey tone] I’ll show concern for whoever I want! And I don’t care what you think you’re worth! You’re worth something to me!
[The older Panzer Magier finally soothed his breath a bit, could hear the tears in the younger male’s voice as he snapped, shaking his head slightly, mutters softly with a light chuckle] Worth something to you? …Dietrich you shouldn’t put such worth in me…
[Some of the Puppet Master’s tears fell from his face and onto the magician’s clothes seeing as he wasn’t letting go of Isaak to wipe his face and mumbled still with the shakey voice] Don’t tell me what to do.
[Isaak’s expression softened a bit at the sight of tears, gently reaching up with a slightly shakey hand, gently brushing his thumb under Dietrich’s eye to brush away some tears, a small smear of blood on the younger male’s cheek now, mutters with a slight smile] One day you’ll find someone worth putting your faith and worth into Dietrich…
[Dietrich couldn’t help but squeeze the back of Isaak’s shirt, clutching onto the fabric as he started to just cry silently, not minding the blood on his cheek as he continued to look down and mumbled softly] I’ll put my worth and faith into whoever I want… You can’t stop me… and you won’t change my mind about putting worth to you.. Nothing you could do could change that..
[The young Marionettenspieler shook his head as he clung to the magician, but wanted to make sure he was able to breath, keeping his head down as he teared up a bit more and snapped back in a shakey tone] I’ll show concern for whoever I want! And I don’t care what you think you’re worth! You’re worth something to me!
[The older Panzer Magier finally soothed his breath a bit, could hear the tears in the younger male’s voice as he snapped, shaking his head slightly, mutters softly with a light chuckle] Worth something to you? …Dietrich you shouldn’t put such worth in me…
[Some of the Puppet Master’s tears fell from his face and onto the magician’s clothes seeing as he wasn’t letting go of Isaak to wipe his face and mumbled still with the shakey voice] Don’t tell me what to do.
[The young Marionettenspieler was a bit caught off guard by Isaak’s response, quickly wiping all the tears from his eyes as he shouted through the door at Isaak] That’s NOT what I meant! You asked me to tell you how I felt and I told you! [the puppet master wasted little time getting up and hurrying to the bathroom door, leaning against it as he shouted through it] You don’t deserve to die! Isaak! Quit being stupid! I need you! [he hit his head slightly against the door as he teared up again and mumbled] I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad.. I just.. Feel so strongly about some things.. Everything comes out wrong.
[The Panzer Magier chuckled softly though it was more like a choking noise from the coughs, shaking his head slightly at the shouts from the other room, barely able to choke out any words] You don’t…need me…and I do…more so in a way like this…just to…get back at how I’ve lived my life…[almost fell from the slight dizziness, grabbed the sink to steady self before letting slip down to the floor, resting against the bath tub, coughing violently]
[Dietrich forced open the door when he heard the choking noises, getting quickly on the ground as he crawled over to Isaak’s side, wrapping his arms very loosely around the magician, not caring if he was being coughed on or getting blood on himself and just tightly shut his eyes and mumbled as he teared up, voice breaking a bit] ..I need.. So please.. Stay with me.. Don’t die.. Anything but that.. Please..
[Isaak’s dark hues opened weakly as he felt Dietrich’s arms lightly wrap around him, trying to catch his breath completely, could hear the slight break in the younger male’s voice as he spoke, places a light hand atop his head, weak chuckle, half smile] You should…be saving your concern…for someone worth more…
[The young Marionettenspieler shook his head as he clung to the magician, but wanted to make sure he was able to breath, keeping his head down as he teared up a bit more and snapped back in a shakey tone] I’ll show concern for whoever I want! And I don’t care what you think you’re worth! You’re worth something to me!
[The young Marionettenspieler was a bit caught off guard by Isaak’s response, quickly wiping all the tears from his eyes as he shouted through the door at Isaak] That’s NOT what I meant! You asked me to tell you how I felt and I told you! [the puppet master wasted little time getting up and hurrying to the bathroom door, leaning against it as he shouted through it] You don’t deserve to die! Isaak! Quit being stupid! I need you! [he hit his head slightly against the door as he teared up again and mumbled] I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad.. I just.. Feel so strongly about some things.. Everything comes out wrong.
[The Panzer Magier chuckled softly though it was more like a choking noise from the coughs, shaking his head slightly at the shouts from the other room, barely able to choke out any words] You don’t…need me…and I do…more so in a way like this…just to…get back at how I’ve lived my life…[almost fell from the slight dizziness, grabbed the sink to steady self before letting slip down to the floor, resting against the bath tub, coughing violently]
[Dietrich forced open the door when he heard the choking noises, getting quickly on the ground as he crawled over to Isaak’s side, wrapping his arms very loosely around the magician, not caring if he was being coughed on or getting blood on himself and just tightly shut his eyes and mumbled as he teared up, voice breaking a bit] ..I need.. So please.. Stay with me.. Don’t die.. Anything but that.. Please..
