Nicholas, having sought his uncle as a last ditch effort had found himself standing before a gleaming obsidian formation. Uncle? It was mesmerizing. When he reached out to touch it, it rippled and came away onto his fingers like oil. Well, everything was kind of billowing now. Nic looked down at himself as his body rippled like smooth water someone had thrown a stone into.
Somewhere, someone was calling him an idiot. He was pretty sure.
Nic's yes popped open and his whole upper body jerked upright with a gasp. It was so bright where he was. He felt like his eyes were nothing but pupils. He pushed away the hands that shook at him and shaded his eyes from the light. His head felt full of thick fog. He made a hard fist and a few bulbs in the room went out with delicate bursts.
A bit dramatic but that was better.
He dropped his hands as his eyes adjusted to the lower light and was met with the pretty face of one of his schoolmates bending over him.
“Charity.” He heard himself saying to the slightly worried looking and slightly annoying looking face. “You heard me.” It was a question more than a statement. Just what had he done anyway? He felt himself rubbing his fingers together. Slick with something like oil. He glanced down. Blood. A lot of it.
Reality clicking together, Nicholas made a motion over the deep cut on his arm like he was zipping up the wound. His skin bound together stopping the bleeding. “I suppose she got what she needed. Even left some for me. How generous.” He remarked to himself bitterly as he cleaned the wet blood from his arm with another spell. His clean hand hovered over the bloody one. The blood was sucked off gathering in a spinning sanguine orb until his arm was clean. He tossed the orb of blood away with a splatter on the rug. It was already ruined with ash and blood.
He tsked at his shirt. Sliced right up the sleeve. He turned his arm over to look at the wound he'd closed. A perfect thin surgical looking line interrupted the colorful tattoos on his arm. Like someone had taken a tiny eraser to his arm. He tsked again. Another fill job.
“Now for Teagan.” He glanced at Charity. “You're okay?” He gave her a once over with his eyes. Her blonde hair was tousled from sleep. She looked rather put out but altogether whole and unharmed. He could sense the residue of a protection ward over her. Smart.
He turned his attention to Teagan. He stood somewhat shakily and crossed the room. “Teagan!” He knelt down to pat her cheek to see if she'd rouse. She was still limp. He hovered his hand over her moving from her chest to her head sensing the source of her unconsciousness. Put under by the witch. Nic then went to work unwinding the spell that bound Teagan's consciousness. His hands worked as if untying an intricate knot.
While Teagan was coming to Nic fell back on his bottom with a sigh. He felt drained. His pride was mortally wounded. How could he be so stupid? So arrogant? "What a freak show.” He muttered then looked to Charity. “Thanks for coming. I owe ya’ one.”
Somewhere, someone was calling him an idiot. He was pretty sure.
Nic's yes popped open and his whole upper body jerked upright with a gasp. It was so bright where he was. He felt like his eyes were nothing but pupils. He pushed away the hands that shook at him and shaded his eyes from the light. His head felt full of thick fog. He made a hard fist and a few bulbs in the room went out with delicate bursts.
A bit dramatic but that was better.
He dropped his hands as his eyes adjusted to the lower light and was met with the pretty face of one of his schoolmates bending over him.
“Charity.” He heard himself saying to the slightly worried looking and slightly annoying looking face. “You heard me.” It was a question more than a statement. Just what had he done anyway? He felt himself rubbing his fingers together. Slick with something like oil. He glanced down. Blood. A lot of it.
Reality clicking together, Nicholas made a motion over the deep cut on his arm like he was zipping up the wound. His skin bound together stopping the bleeding. “I suppose she got what she needed. Even left some for me. How generous.” He remarked to himself bitterly as he cleaned the wet blood from his arm with another spell. His clean hand hovered over the bloody one. The blood was sucked off gathering in a spinning sanguine orb until his arm was clean. He tossed the orb of blood away with a splatter on the rug. It was already ruined with ash and blood.
He tsked at his shirt. Sliced right up the sleeve. He turned his arm over to look at the wound he'd closed. A perfect thin surgical looking line interrupted the colorful tattoos on his arm. Like someone had taken a tiny eraser to his arm. He tsked again. Another fill job.
“Now for Teagan.” He glanced at Charity. “You're okay?” He gave her a once over with his eyes. Her blonde hair was tousled from sleep. She looked rather put out but altogether whole and unharmed. He could sense the residue of a protection ward over her. Smart.
He turned his attention to Teagan. He stood somewhat shakily and crossed the room. “Teagan!” He knelt down to pat her cheek to see if she'd rouse. She was still limp. He hovered his hand over her moving from her chest to her head sensing the source of her unconsciousness. Put under by the witch. Nic then went to work unwinding the spell that bound Teagan's consciousness. His hands worked as if untying an intricate knot.
While Teagan was coming to Nic fell back on his bottom with a sigh. He felt drained. His pride was mortally wounded. How could he be so stupid? So arrogant? "What a freak show.” He muttered then looked to Charity. “Thanks for coming. I owe ya’ one.”
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