"I hate this." Mutters in the cold room, bags packed again.
"Are you busy?"
"No, just fixing things."
"Ok." Silence.
"Did you want something?"
"Not really, I…" He trailed off.
"You still worried about the whole thing?"
"Yeah, something doesn't feel right."
"It's the end of the war Neo, nothing is going to feel right."
"Why?"
"The only way of life you know is being ended, by you. That's why."
"Do you feel it?"
"I feel like I'm waiting for something."
"Like what?"
"I don't know."
"What would the Oracle say?"
"Trust in your instincts, they aren't wrong often."
"And your answer?"
"I'm waiting for something."
"What?" 'Your next life maybe…' the words sprang into his mind.
"What is it? Neo, come back." Her hands are on his face, gentle.
"Nothing, just something she said to me."
"She tends to have that affect on people. You can't get her words out of your head."
"No, you can't." 'You've already made the choice, now you have to understand it.'
"Everything is ready to go."
"Good. Trinity?"
"Yes?"
"I have to talk to you."
"Ok, what is it?" She watched him lick his lips and then he sat her down on the bed and asked her to promise him something she didn't understand. But still she agreed, trying to erase the worry in his face, it hid something much deeper and it was that which made her afraid. With control she barely knew she had, she consciously reduced her heart rate to appear unworried, unconcerned, accepting of his request. But inside, she could see something that made her want to cry, the memory that haunted her whenever she came out before him. Lying on the chair, his eyes closed, unmoving, silent, gone. But he couldn't see the fear rampant beneath the surface, this time it was too well concealed. Laying a hand over hers for a moment, he then drew her into his arms, trying to capture the moment in time and lock it away like a photograph. She was right for him, undeniably right, and although the choice was made, her promise meant that she would be safe. Taking a deep breath he prepared to go in for the last time in the war, knowing his nightmares were no more true than the reasons given for Niobe being with the Commander. It was the lies that gave him the strength to go in again, the feeling of her lips soft and burning against his own.
A/N: I'm making up for lost time for you guys, I hope this is a welcome chapter and I hope to think of something more soon. I can feel the end drawing near though. We'll see what the muses say.
Da Buffster: I won't doubt anymore, your reviews always make me feel better. I feel sorry for both of them personally, do you know how busy they must be wiith all those fanfictions they have to be in? Especially the bad ones shudders I feel really sorry for them then, doubly so in Mary Sue stories. I hope you have fun ruling the world with your friend, and reading fanfics in class and doing all the fun stuff you do, I know that you will.
Cinn: Hey there dude, maybe your comp needs a good thump in the monitor or something so you can see the brilliant story? I'm not a computer person but that's my suggestion :p I hope your withdrawal symptoms aren't too bad or long enduring!
Karakoe Risa: Thank you for your review, it has me smiling and all the coppertops at school just fail to understand why. rolls eyes Blues, all of them. Anyway, dialogue writing is almost a scince as well as an art :p. Try this and see if it works for you.
Find a phrase for each character that is them, i.e. "My name is Neo." for Neo or "Most guys do" for Trinity, and if that is enough to get the character firmly in your mind, pick them up, put them in your scene and let them talk, you may make spelling/grammar errors, but let your fingers go as fast as they like. See what you get, it's one way I make sure mine fits. When you're done, read it aloud, that way you can see how the lines could be said, experiment, play with it, dialogue is good fun!
May the muses smile on you all!