07-19-2018, 01:59 AM
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Everything had gone to shit. Not quite everything, but one aspect remaining intact wasn't much of a buffer between the overwhelming majority of fucked up. Funny he should find so much comfort in the bond with Silver when it'd been made clear to him from the start that Silver wanted nothing to do with it. It was difficult to focus past the pain, but he could manage with Silver's emotions on the other end, swirling concern and relief that gave him more to think about. Neither of them had been out of commission this bad before, and Baby- to put it simply, he loathed being helpless like this, bleeding from cracks in the colorful metallic plates that had once been skin. He hadn't really known he could bleed still, though he would have rather he found out some other way, than one that had completely disconnected Baby and Silver from Horizon, from their other abilities. The bond was all that hadn't been damaged when their implants were cracked in the fight; Baby bore the brunt of it, but he wasn't as bitter over it as he pretended to be. Better him than Silver, who was still mostly skin and fur, for reasons that left a sour aftertaste in his mouth.
The lion leaned heavily against his companion, once more despising himself for his weakness, but what else was he to do? He'd already tried walking without aid, and had only managed a few steps before his leg gave out. Baby knew Silver was only worried, that blood loss was a serious issue, except he couldn't explain any rational thought to his desperate anger that reared its ugly head as soon as the other feline asked the dreaded, "Are you okay?" Multi-colored eyes flashed, and he halted on the railroad tracks to stumble away from Silver's side. "You're fucking kidding me. Am I okay? Oh, well I'm fantastic." Pain shadowed every one of his movements, but still, he made another foolish go at walking unaided, crimson streaks cutting through the amalgamation of purples and blues of his pelt.
Baby gritted his teeth, right limb giving beneath each step, until he had to go down on the left, placing the majority of his weight on every other leg. The burning whited out his vision for a moment, and when it gradually returned, he was panting as though he'd just sprinted at full-speed. "Give me a second." Even his voice was thin, ruined by the spider-cracks of heat pulsing in various locations, which, at this point, were beginning to blur together.
Everything had gone to shit. Not quite everything, but one aspect remaining intact wasn't much of a buffer between the overwhelming majority of fucked up. Funny he should find so much comfort in the bond with Silver when it'd been made clear to him from the start that Silver wanted nothing to do with it. It was difficult to focus past the pain, but he could manage with Silver's emotions on the other end, swirling concern and relief that gave him more to think about. Neither of them had been out of commission this bad before, and Baby- to put it simply, he loathed being helpless like this, bleeding from cracks in the colorful metallic plates that had once been skin. He hadn't really known he could bleed still, though he would have rather he found out some other way, than one that had completely disconnected Baby and Silver from Horizon, from their other abilities. The bond was all that hadn't been damaged when their implants were cracked in the fight; Baby bore the brunt of it, but he wasn't as bitter over it as he pretended to be. Better him than Silver, who was still mostly skin and fur, for reasons that left a sour aftertaste in his mouth.
The lion leaned heavily against his companion, once more despising himself for his weakness, but what else was he to do? He'd already tried walking without aid, and had only managed a few steps before his leg gave out. Baby knew Silver was only worried, that blood loss was a serious issue, except he couldn't explain any rational thought to his desperate anger that reared its ugly head as soon as the other feline asked the dreaded, "Are you okay?" Multi-colored eyes flashed, and he halted on the railroad tracks to stumble away from Silver's side. "You're fucking kidding me. Am I okay? Oh, well I'm fantastic." Pain shadowed every one of his movements, but still, he made another foolish go at walking unaided, crimson streaks cutting through the amalgamation of purples and blues of his pelt.
Baby gritted his teeth, right limb giving beneath each step, until he had to go down on the left, placing the majority of his weight on every other leg. The burning whited out his vision for a moment, and when it gradually returned, he was panting as though he'd just sprinted at full-speed. "Give me a second." Even his voice was thin, ruined by the spider-cracks of heat pulsing in various locations, which, at this point, were beginning to blur together.