[b]He takes it and in takes a swig, drinking the whole thing.[/b]
[b]Instantly his black wretched arm contracts and flails and begins shrinking down, and Ember collapses shaking heavily and yelling in pain.[/b]
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[b]She runs over to him and holds him up, just[/b]
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"Gah!" [b]He gasps out, and his arm flails till its shrunk into nothing, blood spills from his stump of an arm, and his eyes are filled with a red light, Ember begins screaming furiously.[/b]
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Edited by jonjon229: 1/1/2016 8:32:53 PM[b]She hugs him and grasps his other hand. She looks directly into his eyes[/b] "Ember... Ember" [b]There is a sense of panic in her voice[/b]
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[b]He looks into her eyes, and he suddenly calms down a bit, still breathing heavily.[/b] "W-what?"
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"Are you okay?"
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"N-no." [b]He looks away, and he starts flailing again, yelling, groaning, his muscles tense.[/b]
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"What do i do?"
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"Nothing..." [b]He says, pulling his face close to hers, staring into her eyes for awhile before he hugs her, shaking violently.[/b]
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[b]She slowly strokes his back, trying to soothe him[/b] [spoiler]I know stroking seems weird, but I couldn't think of the right word for it[/spoiler]
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[b]He cries into her shoulder, unable to contain the pain.[/b] [spoiler]Its not weird.[/spoiler]
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"It'll all get better after this."
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[b]He continues weeping, afraid and in pain.[/b] [b]The shaking subsides, and he leans back slumping against the wall, a blank look in his eyes, his mouth hangs open, and he barely breathes.[/b]
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"Ember..."
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[b]He remains like this, his breathing slowing down.[/b] [spoiler]He won't die, just wait, you'll see.[/spoiler]
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"Speak to me..."
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[b]He is cold to the touch and an icy mist begins flowing out of his mouth.[/b]
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"Please..."
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[b]The mist flows into the air, his eyes return to an icy blue color and not glowing, his bleeding stump has stopped bleeding. He coughs, some last bits of the mist coming out as he coughs. He looks Cyra In the eyes, staring deeply into them.[/b] "H-hi..."
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[b]She hugs him, tighter than ever[/b] "Thank god you're alive."
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"I-I'm alive." [b]He says in disbelief as he looks at his stump of an arm. He hugs Cyra back, his face and head resting on her chest.[/b]
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[b]She buries her head in his shoulder and weeps[/b]
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"It's ok, it's all over now...no more." [b]He says caressing her hair.[/b]
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"Thank god."
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[b]He hugs her tightly.[/b]
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"I was scared..."