08-19-2018, 12:57 AM
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a low groan came from the rubble at the neko's approach, the man weakly making noises, startled by the slithering of xiaoxiao more than anything. the python had hurried as best as she could to her master's location, making a soft hiss of relief when she had seen the neko.
the witchling was trapped and helpless, his right side pinned under the rubble that had taken him down. sweet xiaoxiao wiggled towards the rubble and tried to push her way between the cracks, following the sensations of the witchling's wheezing breaths to him where she trembled, smelling his fear and pain as he croaked, [color=#151B54]"Ah hell ... I'm here. I can't move ... nnngh... it's got my right side ...." after that he dropped off into more unintelligible words, lapsing into his mother tongue as he babbled slightly in pain, his head smarting and pounding away.
god, would he ever need some of his potions after this. maybe even a place other than his own place to stay. because this pain? it was worse than any other thing he'd felt, even worse than raising a child from scratch. say that to all the mothers of the world and you would be certain to get sympathetic looks. as he collected himself he wiggled his fingers to find out that both limbs worked, the right just was much more numb. next was the feet. his horror grew in paramount as he realized when he wiggled his toes, that he could only move his left. he took several sharp and shaky breaths, the green witch trying to calm himself against the panic that threatened to swallow him. no. he needed to stay calm enough to speak with his rescuer.
a low groan came from the rubble at the neko's approach, the man weakly making noises, startled by the slithering of xiaoxiao more than anything. the python had hurried as best as she could to her master's location, making a soft hiss of relief when she had seen the neko.
the witchling was trapped and helpless, his right side pinned under the rubble that had taken him down. sweet xiaoxiao wiggled towards the rubble and tried to push her way between the cracks, following the sensations of the witchling's wheezing breaths to him where she trembled, smelling his fear and pain as he croaked, [color=#151B54]"Ah hell ... I'm here. I can't move ... nnngh... it's got my right side ...." after that he dropped off into more unintelligible words, lapsing into his mother tongue as he babbled slightly in pain, his head smarting and pounding away.
god, would he ever need some of his potions after this. maybe even a place other than his own place to stay. because this pain? it was worse than any other thing he'd felt, even worse than raising a child from scratch. say that to all the mothers of the world and you would be certain to get sympathetic looks. as he collected himself he wiggled his fingers to find out that both limbs worked, the right just was much more numb. next was the feet. his horror grew in paramount as he realized when he wiggled his toes, that he could only move his left. he took several sharp and shaky breaths, the green witch trying to calm himself against the panic that threatened to swallow him. no. he needed to stay calm enough to speak with his rescuer.