[IC] Fallout

[foreverjustice]

[ There's a young man lying on his back on the floor somewhere in the middle of a corn field. It looks like he took a couple of spiked candles off his arms, but there's more on his chest and legs. He's still breathing. ]

(( Follow up of this thread in Road's post! Open to everyone. ))

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[holysiscon]

I don't want your thanks. Here, maybe if I just--

*...puts a hand on the base of the spike. and then teleports it right out of Flynn's chest. yes.*

[foreverjustice]

[the wound starts to bleed immediately, but it doesn't seem to hurt more than it already did]

Ugh. I still . . . want to say it.

[holysiscon]

*also treating that sucker, after ascertaining that no, nothing internal got hit that will kill Flynn to death*

If you let this happen again, I'm finishing the job instead of fixing you. ...you're welcome.

[foreverjustice]

[looks to be getting weaker, though, but that makes him laugh]

Would you really do that?

[holysiscon]

Don't test me.

*shoves a lemon gel in Flynn's mouth :T*

[foreverjustice]

[looks sad for a moment, eating the gel in silence]

[holysiscon]

...right, I'm getting you out of here before Richter gets back.

*grimaces at the blood all over them both, then puts his hand on Flynn's forehead again! this time he winds up on a bed in the Symphonia cabin.*

[holysiscon]

Oh, good, you're here. I've done what I can, but he really needs a healing.

[foreverjustice]

[looks up at Raine]

I'm sorry to . . . barge in.

[foreverjustice]

[starts to look considerably better]

. . . Thank you, Miss Sage.

[foreverjustice]

[brief nod] I'll try to take things easy for a few days.