It didn't take long for the shifter to break down in quiet sobs, crumbling in the other's grasp without entirely realizing it.
Another random quest, (GAY) (O/O) CLOSED
"Oh, Marco…" Oci breathed, sinking to the ground with Marco in his arms. "I… Marco…" He hugged him even tighter, just wanting to give him a shoulder to cry on. He didn't have anything else to say– he didn't know what to say.
Marco let the other guide him to the ground, dissolving completely in a puddle of grieving tears.
Oci simple held Marco close, murmuring comforting words every once in a while. He hoped having someone to hold onto would make Marco feel just a little bit better.
It did. Right now it made all the world's difference. Right now every purpose Marco had givenhimself was crumbling at his feet. He had avenged his parents, and he knew they were safe somewhere out in the world. He also knew that he could finally let go and grieve for his own loss.
All Oci could hear was the ocean, Marco's breaths, and the beating of his own heart. It was bad that he was enjoying this the tiniest bit, wasn't it? He hated Marco's sadness, but he loved the fact that he was holding him. It felt nice to be wanted for a moment, even if it was only because he could do something for that person.
Marco wasn't really thinking at the moment, in too much emotional turmoil to think as he let himself cry.
"So… What are we going to do now?" Oci murmured to himself. He didn't really know the answer to that question, at least for himself. Maybe he would go back to the gang? But… Would that mean he'd never see Marco again? That was something he didn't want to happen. It probably would, though.
"I don't know…" sniffled Marco, pulling back a little as he wondered where he would go from here. "All… All I can think of is that it may be a good idea to leave the country…"
"Hmm, that might be a good idea. What with the dead king and all." Oci nodded and pulled back a bit so he could look Marco in the eyes. "I think… If you didn't want to leave just yet, I might be able to protect you for a little." He tilted his head slightly. "If– or when– you leave… Would you want me to come along?"
Marco hummed, "That… I'd appreciate that…" he said softly, not wanting to seem weak, but knowing full well he was in a vulnerable mindset. "I don't think anyone's going to find us down here anytime soon… but… after that…"
"Okay, then I'm going to come with you." Oci smiled slightly. "Tell me when you're ready to move– and probably get us out of the caves, because I have no idea where we are right now– and I'll get us to my apartment. Then we can discuss plans to flee the country."
Marco nodded, "Kay…" he murmured, pressing against him a little more in search of comfort.
Oci smiled a little wider and absent mindedly started tracing circles on Marco's back. There were so many terrible things to think about, but those could wait.
Marco relaxed a little bit against the other, not wanting to think too much about anything.
"Are you ready to go?" Oci asked softly. "It would probably be better to get going before they get organized." He really didn't want to leave, but he knew that after too much time, it would be near impossible to get around undetected.
Marco sighed, mostly because no, he wasn't ready to leave. And yes, the had to before the guards swarmed the castle, making it impossible to escape. "Yeah… let's move" he said softly, movin to his feet, suddenly realizng that the other had been holding him, and was very grateful for the fact that blushing didn't show up well on dark skin.
"Okay, then." Oci nodded and let Marco go as soon as he got to his feet. "You'll have to lead the way out, though, because I have no idea where we are." He gave a quick laugh and shuffled his feet a little on the floor. He wasn't quite sure where their relationship stood at the moment. Were they still just partners, or were they friends, or…?
(Was this originally a romance? If not then it is now, kinda)
Marco nodded, "I can lead us back" he said softly, not sure what to think of anything at this moment, whether it was his life, their relationship, or his own life goals. But he could push that aside for now, focusing on getting them out safely.
(I think it was.)
"Okay, good. I'd hate to be stuck in this case until the guards finally wander down here." Oci laughed again, feeling very awkward. "I'll just… Follow you. Ignis." He held up his hand, anticipating them going back down the dark passageway they came from.
Marco nodded, gesturing for him to follow as he led him back into the dark passageway, going much faster this time, as he wasn't straining his eyes to search for stuff.
Oci hurried after Marco, glad for the fast pace. There were a lot of things he didn't want to do, and right at the very top was getting caught in the castle after he'd assisted with killing the king.
Marco kept a brisk pace, quickly leading them back to the main chamber and the stairs to the dungeon, climbing the cautiously.
As they got closer to the actual castle, Oci's hand drifted closer and closer to his knife. When they got to the lit-up areas, Oci extinguished the fire. He was getting quite tense now that they were basically in the castle. One wrong move could land then both in a lot of trouble. It wasn't exactly a comforting thought.
Marco had his staff at the ready as he crept up into the dungeon, tense as he led the way, hoping to get back to the secret passageways before they were spotted.
Oci kept glancing around nervously, waiting for a sound that might alert them to a guard's presence. There was definitely a commotion in the castle above them, but it didn't appear to have made it all the way down there yet.
Marco gestured to him, leading him to a passage, quickly getting them inside. "We should be safe until we get to the castle gardens…" he said softly.
"Awesome. I've always wanted to have a fight to the death in a royal garden." Oci laughed nervously. "Can we not just go out the way we came in? Or will they know to go that way?"
Marco shook his head, "We can't go out that way, simply because the tunnels don't connect, and if they do, I don't know where." he said softly.
"Oh, okay." Oci nodded. "Once we get to the gardens, what should I expect? Another tunnel? Or an escape in the open?" He pulled his knife from the sheath and held it at the ready.