cw: emeto

Date: 2025-02-10 06:26 pm (UTC)
goldenambition: (6)
[ The shove is enough for Will to almost topple over too, the sudden dizziness from too much prana usage making the world tilt. He can hear the brothers snapping at each other as if through water. Muffled and echo-y.

But that gagging sound he was waiting for starts, and he jerks his head up (too fast, black spots dancing on the edge of his vision), and rushes over, failing to fully avoid blood and vomit. The look in Clive's eyes is a bit terrifying in a way that the flashes of Ifrit have not been.

Desperation and need. For what he can or can not do. The deep scared part of him whimpers and tries to flee- no no he can't be responsible for if this man lives or dies. With Clive it had been too sudden, he acted on instinct. Just like he had when they fought the Wraiths together.]


... lookin' at me like that, how could I say no?

[ Damn it. Damn them both and his own weak heart. He's face is ashen with exhaustion, but he reaches out touch Clive's now flesh arm, resting his other hand on Josh's heaving back]

Jus'... do whatever it is that you say you did to connect. I'll figure it out from there.

[He's trying to sound confidant, and with so much practice he almost pulls it off. Almost]
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