*Hearing her speak terrifies him- the prospect of enduring her suffering is almost worse than actually going through it. His own shoots are starting to break the skin along his arms and legs, and he brushes them away every few minutes.*
Oh, I highly doubt that. Come here... *He's keeping calm- used to dealing with injured people, though not with being so injured himself. He guides her to a recovery position, trying to make her as comfortable as possible without aggravating her injuries. In this position he stops her from putting pressure on her throat and internal organs- anywhere that might be further choking her. Even if he has encountered the dying-and-rebirth cycle in Hell, the old habit of staving off death is hard to kill.*
*It's with a horrible choking sound- he's too shocked to yell- that he feels a stalk puncture what could be his liver. His arms fold around his waist and he waits, blind with pain, for the inevitable. Taking his mind off of it is impossible. He can feel it pushing as it grows.*
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Date: 2010-03-06 11:22 pm (UTC)Oh, I highly doubt that. Come here... *He's keeping calm- used to dealing with injured people, though not with being so injured himself. He guides her to a recovery position, trying to make her as comfortable as possible without aggravating her injuries. In this position he stops her from putting pressure on her throat and internal organs- anywhere that might be further choking her. Even if he has encountered the dying-and-rebirth cycle in Hell, the old habit of staving off death is hard to kill.*
*It's with a horrible choking sound- he's too shocked to yell- that he feels a stalk puncture what could be his liver. His arms fold around his waist and he waits, blind with pain, for the inevitable. Taking his mind off of it is impossible. He can feel it pushing as it grows.*