[above him, as his vision goes out - there's the sound of sobbing, horrified and wounded. vax might see the remains of it - the neon, multicolored tears dripping down percy's face as he tries to stop himself.
it's a struggle, but as he gasps out his sister's name, the hands come away. whispers gather around the edges of the two of them, indecipherable but for a few. familiar voices. his friends. how lucky he has been - and lucky he is now, maybe, to hear all their voices one last time. come home. come home. vax'ildan, won't you come home? we love you. there was something you were supposed to remember, but even now, you can't reach it. maybe it's safer behind closed doors, anyway. this is nicer. this is better. the people he loves, just once more.
there are no hands around his neck, and for a moment, there's just the sound of weeping, and the sound of a gun's barrel, shaky hands trying to refill it.
he can't have his voice, but maybe this time, he can have mercy.
the revolver slides into place. click. a bullet through the skull, through the forehead.
and it's nonsensical, vax shouldn't be able to hear it. but in the second before his brain shuts down, he hears a second shot, and a thud, the sound of a body hitting the floor.]
cw: suicide
it's a struggle, but as he gasps out his sister's name, the hands come away. whispers gather around the edges of the two of them, indecipherable but for a few. familiar voices. his friends. how lucky he has been - and lucky he is now, maybe, to hear all their voices one last time. come home. come home. vax'ildan, won't you come home? we love you. there was something you were supposed to remember, but even now, you can't reach it. maybe it's safer behind closed doors, anyway. this is nicer. this is better. the people he loves, just once more.
there are no hands around his neck, and for a moment, there's just the sound of weeping, and the sound of a gun's barrel, shaky hands trying to refill it.
he can't have his voice, but maybe this time, he can have mercy.
the revolver slides into place. click. a bullet through the skull, through the forehead.
and it's nonsensical, vax shouldn't be able to hear it. but in the second before his brain shuts down, he hears a second shot, and a thud, the sound of a body hitting the floor.]