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Date Posted: 04/15/05 4:22:40pm Fri
In reply to:
Tyrsis Escalvone
's message, "Broken peices" on 04/15/05 10:24:33am Fri
Emi laid Kenji down on the ground, his weight causing her legs to shake, so she had to put him down. She could feel the life draining out of him. All the power she had revealed before was gone from her calling. Panic instead overtook her. Tyrsis was changing into something, and Kenji was dying.
Carefully she rested her hands on Kenji, trying to call up enough energy to keep him from dying, but it was gone. Her hands were cut up and bleeding from holding Cyrus' sword.
Aphrodite betrayed nothing of Tyrsis' guardian. Despite that she could see him, she was a guardian, and she respected that.
Tiny mips echoed in the room, the small spheres of null were gone since there was no threat from the surprise. Even Aphrodite's small field fell, and she rested her head on Kenji's chest. His heart beat was faint and fading. Mips came closer to Kenji and soon he was converged on by the entire nest of tiny wyrdlings. instinct told them that someone was injured, and dying. His smell told them he had tried to protect someone, two scents on his skin instead of his own. Tiny mips echoed more loudly and tiny hues of green and blue enveloped the small pups. Crunching was heard, as bones shifted back into place, and as tissue was mended. Aphrodite rose and put her forpaws on Kenji's chest, resting most of her weight on her hind legs. The mother wyrd coaxed kenji's heart to beat more strongly. She and her brood healed him, but there was nothing they could do for him mentally. All wounds, and bruises and the like were lifted off him with the tiny magics of the pups, and with Aphrodite's help, even while Emi tried to help, even a little bit. She was going to save Kenji, even if she had to give up something for it. She owed her sis that much.
Ruby eyes watched on, barely out of sight of the golden ones of the wyrd mother. The shadows crawled. He was ever present, in one form or another.
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