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[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I need a healer, right now...

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[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[collects what gels he could find, turning back around and stares] ...

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[just looking at her, intently]

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...[comes over to grab his hand]

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[goes right through him]

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

!? [stares] ...

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[tugs, nothing] She's fighting hard.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...[looks disturb, his fears and thoughts of this Asch seeming to be true] [pulls a chair besides her and moving aside her bangs from her forehead]

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

*stirs a little*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

... [picking up one and waiting for her to give the ok so he can start feeding her the gels]

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

*makes a small noise*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

*opens her eyes, not focusing*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

... [lightly stroking her hair]

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

It doesn't hurt...

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

No.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

It doesn't hurt anymore... Asch...

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

I'm dying, aren't I.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...

[He sounded near ready to crack, holding a shaking hand with the gel near her mouth]

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

I'm scared.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[taking hold of the wrist of the hand the Asch was holding, glaring at him to let go]

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

Don't let me be alone.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]