Limax
Hermit
I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 1, 2017 2:17:01 GMT -6
When she tapped out he fell to the floor, breathing heavily as he mentally braced himself for what was to come. The smell of burning flesh and the taste of blood hitting his senses hard as the adrenaline began to slowly fade away. Slowly he'd bring his good hand up to his arm, above where it was broken and with a few ragged breaths to prepare himself he'd blast his own arm, severing it with a cry of agony. He couldn't imagine that ever hurting less than it did.
But it was better to have the searing pain now and grow a new arm rather than wait for that one to heal. He could afford the energy loss now. With another cry of effort and pain a fully formed arm would shoot out from the stump, dripping with mucus.
"You got strong."
He'd say slowly between labored breaths. Rolling over slowly to keep an eye on her. She couldn't regenerate, and with the heat of the moment over he was starting to worry that he'd overdone it this time.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Mar 1, 2017 2:34:38 GMT -6
She perked up looking at him with sweat rolling down her face. It turned her grin in to a weak but genuine smile. "I appreciate your recognition."
She raised to her elbows and looked at the damage that was done. Her shoulder was sliced and in another spot was bitten, blood was seeping from both wounds, the first burn she gained was already blistering, and a good surface of her hip was seriously burned. She had never been burned that bad. and the pain was incredible. Her pants were ruined, burned and frayed. There was going to be a gnarly couple of new scars. She had a few but nothing was going to compare to these.
"You know as a kid look at my wounds; bruises, cuts, and broken bones as trophies, failures or triumphs. Lose or win I am still alive, it shows my journey. The old warrior practice of killing yourself if you fail was silly and not something I could ever see myself doing. As long as I am alive I can see myself healing this and coming right back." She'd relax back on the floor and look at limax and chuckle. "Though I really admit I am kind of jealous I can't regenerate like you do."
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Limax
Hermit
I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 1, 2017 15:13:45 GMT -6
After a moment Limax would slowly pick himself up. Feeling somewhat unsteady on his feet while Rhona talked about scars and injuries. How they were trophies and proof of the journey she was on. He could understand that viewpoint to a degree, though it seemed odd to romanticize injuries. However he was happy to hear that she would not kill herself over a defeat. To do something like that just screamed of foolish, prideful, selfishness.
"I will take you to the next best thing."
He said extending a hand down to her. She couldn't regenerate like he could, that was true. But with the tournament being held here there was no shortage of healing vats that she could use. And he was confident that it wouldn't be long before she was once again in tip top shape.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Mar 1, 2017 16:52:50 GMT -6
The jacket she threw down earlier happened to be within arms reach, she picked it up and with her other hand accepted Limax's. She used it to try and pull herself up with insane amounts of effort it made her dizzy. But once she was up it was alright just painful.
"I fell from a tree once broke my arm and dislocated my shoulder... I don't think I can compare that to this but it is a close second. You see, when you dislocate a shoulder, it is just hanging there with everything still attached, they have to shove it right back in place." She chuckled past the pain. Every fried nerve was absolutely on fire and her skin rubbed what was left of her pants, which there was a fortunate enough to keep them tight on her and not slip off. She would allow him to lead her the best he could.
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Limax
Hermit
I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 1, 2017 17:26:20 GMT -6
"I see."
He didn't. He was starting to wonder if perhaps she had hit her head when he had taken her to the ground earlier. He didn't know what climbing a tree had to do with anything that had just happened. Or why she was explaining what a dislocated shoulder was. Was she trying to just compare the injuries she suffered here to those of her past? Or was there a deeper meaning to it?
Either way, it seemed even more important now to see she gets proper medical help. If for no other reason than to ensure that her head was fine. And so Limax would offer her whatever support he could as he lead her out of the training room and toward the infirmary that he had been confined to not so long ago.
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