[ there's a squawk as scarecrow does a pretty sick barrel roll to get away from the lantern so rudely thrown at him. peta will hear of this. there's a rustling of wings before the bird just absolutely divebombs at eunhyuk. stay tuned.
breaking eunhyuk's glasses wasn't quite what he was going for, but it's something -- if he wears them, then he can't see in some way shape or form and that's an advantage. getting a distance between the two of them, he sets his axe down and whips out his bow and arrow. it's not the same as a gun, but the principle of the whole thing, the focus, the aiming. he understands that. his hands are steady as he holds the bow and aims, and fires one arrow, and then another quickly afterwards.
but it's not as fast as a gun would be, leaving him exposed when eunhyuk sends spikes of light after him. he rolls to one side, but it's not fast enough to avoid getting nicked on his right arm around shoulder level and one spike catches him full on through the side, plunging in through skin and muscle and sending his roll into more of an injured sprawl. one that he's quick to grit his teeth through the pain off and push to his feet when scarecrow completes his divebomb from early.
right onto eunhyuk's head, flapping his wings once, twice, before darting back up into the sky. ]
[the first arrow lands in his thigh as he struggles to his feet! straight through! it's like karma, another time, another archer.
the second should land in his chest, it would be poetic, but eunhyuk doesn't want poetic. it skims his shoulder instead as he rolls to avoid it he needs to put shu down, even like this with burns and skewered he's too strong. he has to kill him,
and then scarecrow lands, talons gouging down the side of his face, across his eye, and he grits his teeth, trying to decide -- heal? or -- no, he can take it -- he blasts another light, enveloping the area. harmless, but blinding. a desperate attempt to even the playing field --]
[ scarecrow spirals up into the sky -- too high now. if eunhyuk looks up, he'll still him hovering, waiting for a chance to strike again but keeping his distance in case of stray holy light beams.
but if he looks up he'll have to take his eyes off shu. shu who does not plan on letting himself get killed in in the same way viktor was. the dark is both a blessing and a curse here, he can melt into it, keep hidden but he can't get too far away or he'll lose sight of eunhyuk. eunhyuk who can just blast the area visible whenever he wants to.
so he darts backwards, into the shadows, chasing them rather than letting himself be illuminated more than he has to. eunhyuk might see him in that moment, but what he'll see is shu letting another arrow loose from his bow. only when it gets dark again will he grab the axe and make a break for where eunhyuk last stood, but the blade of the axe is forward this time, not the blunt end. ]
[he's too fast. it brings to mind another monster eunhyuk once fought, and isn't this similar? isn't shu a monster? he's human but he's already there, just wearing the skin of one --
but while shu has speed on his side, eunhyuk is effectively pinned by the arrow in his thigh, and the next one comes for him too, slicing across his neck.
this isn't working, he can't kill shu like this. it's that thought that resounds in his mind as shu comes lunging out of the shadows, axe aloft, and it's why eunhyuk lunges forward to meet it, letting it bite deep into his shoulder and chest.
he casts heal immediately to keep himself conscious, and then forms another light -- sending a spear of it towards shu's abdomen now that he's in range -- ]
[ eunhyuk, you're starting to run low on magic, by the way.
running out of magic is a terrible feeling. it's exhausting, it's draining. (the worst things about the nanites, is feeling like this every day.) it's because you're putting your entire heart and soul into each spell that you cast.
your spells come from aelfric, eunhyuk - the god of truth. someone told you that once, right? the truth is ugly, but that doesn't mean it's something to shy away from. you live your life so similarly. you make the hard choices no one else wants to, because you have to, because you care.
look for the truth, a voice says, ancient and wisened, somewhere in the back of your head. it melts into a more familiar one. eunyoo's voice, so familiar. you can't drown her out this time. look for the truth, oppa.
if i did not get that correct than blame tv tropes. anyway. with a 17, when you look at shu - the blackness of his eyes. the transformative state. was it ever even there? are you sure this is what you want to do?
are you sure this is how things are supposed to be?
shu. when your next hit strikes eunhyuk, he'll feel dazed - the cupid's bow arrow confuses him. what a useful ability. as far as you know, he's still trying to kill you. ]
[ eunhyuk, having an epiphany, and shu like "that's nice for you, i'ma continue"
well, he can't dodge that at this range. he can twist himself so it doesn't cut straight through the middle of his stomach, but he can't stop the light from spearing him through the side. it's not like he can do anything smart like keep the weapon in, prevent the blood loss--
it's just light. what do you do with that? ... but it's light. it's burning and it sears and it cauterises as it damages. he's wounded but they both get a blast of the scent of burnt flesh as the spear of light pierced and sears his skin in one go. it's agonisingly painful -- but it's not like he can stop.
scarecrow divebombs eunhyuk at machfuck, blasting magic at parts of his body that are already wounded, damage upon damage. shu's able to swing his elbow up to try and crack into eunhyuk's chin. if he can knock him back, he can get some distance between them. they have items, he vaguely remembers. whether they can undo something like a holy gutting, he's not sure. but-- he has to try. ]
it's hard to listen, his wounds from every hit prior opening farther, bleeding faster thanks to every sweep of scarecrow's wings, but the voice arrests him. eunyoo pleading with him, eunyoo never pleads but she always, always tells you to look at the truth.
he's so disoriented that shu's elbow lands with a solid hit, he can only see stars as he lands hard on the ground, trying to breathe. but he can't, the hits keep coming even as he lies prone on the ground, purple fog wisping around him.
...look for the truth. he can barely see. he never wanted things to go this way. he doesn't want this. is shu a monster or not? can he explain this brief moment of clarity? he grits his teeth, spell already building in him, he only has enough breathe to gasp]
-- Stop.
[it's a plea, an attempt to get shu to stop but eunhyuk's staff is glowing brighter anyway, making his words a mockery. because if shu doesn't stop then that means he'll have to stop him himself. if shu lunges forward then eunhyuk only has one spell left --
he doesn't want to die. he wants to save others but he doesn't want to die. eunyoo would understand, wouldn't she? the light builds and builds, unleashing a cataclysm.]
sacred effulgence is a hell of a spell. it's unbelievably, ridiculously strong - when you cast it, even with your deeply low SP, you can feel it rising up in you. the heat of the holy light is agonizing, enough to blow your hair backwards from your face, enough to scorch everything.
for shu, there is no surviving this spell. not at that close of a range. eunhyuk goes off like a bomb - you have never felt any pain like it. it would turn you to ashes, if you were a monster. (but the thing is, you aren't a monster. you're a person, a human being, an uninfected, untouched human being. you have made so many mistakes in your life, but you are not a monster.)
the light blots out the purple fog as it expands outwards. it wipes out the trees, the mud, the forest itself. something shrieks, somewhere deep down these awful paths, a pained, monstrous noise, but it doesn't matter. light whites out your vision, too, eunhyuk, and you think, maybe... maybe this is it. maybe, hearing eunyoo's voice in your ears is what you deserve when you must be dying.
as the whole world around you whites out, though, you hear another voice. it's dahut's actually - warm and cheerful. Being responsible doesn't mean you can hold up your entire world alone, you know...! he says, light, warm. and again, the soft urging of that wise, elder voice, the one you heard at the very beginning of your time in solistia.
[ shu, for you, everything definitely goes black. you realize, in this moment, that you are going to die. that this is it for you. when you close your eyes in the face of the blast, it hits you so hard that you're not sure you even have time to breathe in one last goodbye. there's nothing poetic about it. one moment, you're fighting for your life, and the next?
(people exit our lives so quickly. one minute she was there, and the next she was gone. and all you've done is chase her targets, piece by piece. what would yang say? what would teuta say? does it matter?
was eunhyuk ever actually going to kill you at all? )
and the next moment, shu lyn o'keefe is dead.
shu, you find yourself floating somewhere in the space between consciousness and unconsciousness. the brief moment between life and death. the world around you, as far as you know is blue. everything is so, so blue.
what are you thinking, in this void space? what's on your mind? or... on your immortal soul? ]
--
[ for eunhyuk, everything goes black.
or... does it?
your body hits the ground, and the sheer force of it wakes you up gasping. eunhyuk, you're conscious! you find yourself staring up over your head at an extremely tall ceiling of the interior of some kind of a temple. the air is hot and thick, like you've suddenly walked into the tropics. (you've really been all over the world, huh?)
your sacrifice destroyed the forest - and in that, you are rewarded. your injuries are... awful, but you don't think you're dying. at least not anymore? not only that, but some of your magic energy has been restored to you. it's not a lot, but you might be able to heal if you need to, and you realize, with full clarity, something else.
what you saw take over shu wasn't real.
the voices you heard - none of those were real.
when you look to your left, the second body in this temple is shu. you can see the burns you caused him - his entire body, blackened and charred, the radiant burns luminous even still in the completely pitch black temple you've found yourselves in. he lokos like he's not moving. not even breathing.
it'd been some place downtown. an abandoned building site. one of those places they'd had big plans for, poured money into and abandoned as soon as the project ceased to be profitable. the sort of place you'd find a body weeks after it'd been dumped there, when some shady deal got cut short because of the scent of rot. he'd put a bullet between the guy's eyes without anyone noticing, crossed out another name on teach's list.
"no one gets to pick the day they die, but today's as good a day as they come, isn't it?"
it came for everyone eventually. some faster than others.
for him, it was probably karma. all the bodies piled up, names crossed off a long, long list like a legacy. he knew all along it'd catch up to him sooner than later.
it was only fair for that thing that clung to him for all these years to finally drag him down, wasn't it?
it might've been nice though. to live a little longer. ]
eunhyuk sits up, looks to the right -- vision blurry still. his glasses -- the lantern -- all back in the forest. but what just happened was definitely real, that definitely happened, his injuries continue to bleed freely. but none of that matters, because he remembers everything else.
he looks to the left. he doesn't need clarity to recognize the corpse, blackened and burned. he doesn't need someone to tell him that is or what he's done. shu hadn't been a monster at all. there had been nothing wrong with him. he was supposed to live.
i killed him.
something pulses, a reminder. his staff winks in the temple heat. eunhyuk drags himself up, collapses. then he moves forward on hands and feet, frantic to get to the body that looks near unrecognizable. he's dizzy with the blood loss and he's in so much pain, but the little bit of magical power he knows he still has... he knows what to do with it.
please, please, please. he clutches the staff with the hands that have killed more than saved, and casts revive.]
at first, you think it's not going to work. the spell, revive - it takes a lot of energy. intrinsically, you know sometimes this can wipe you out completely. that sometimes, it takes every ounce of heavenly power you can possibly manage to even get someone standing. you want to revive him, you want to restore him, you want to fix it. you want to make things right.
you remember the truth.
the sacred flame that aelfric gifted you pulses - bright, brilliant, warm, in your chest, and you feel it. you think it's taking. you think the spell might work. what kind of prayer are you thinking to save his life, eunhyuk?
[Eunhyuk, despite being blessed with the power of a cleric, is not someone who prays. But he's known a few who have. Jae-heon from back home, Temenos from the Eudora. He does not know if he has even a tenth of what they have, but... if there's even a single chance...
Please. He'd said it to Rosamund too -- look after them. And his dying words -- survive. And now, to Shu. He doesn't know him well, but he doesn't need to know someone to want them to live.
His existence doesn't need Eunhyuk's approval, or anyone else's. It should just be.
So Eunhyuk prays, for Shu, for every person who is waiting for him to come back -- those on the ship and beyond, and for himself, prays that he can use this power that was so kindly given to him for the purpose it's finally meant for.]
eunhyuk. you pray, and you pray, and aelfric hears your calling. some of the blackened char on shu's body starts to melt away, slowly - haloed in gold and blue. your own form flickers, briefly, nearly taking on the sacred flame itself, so bright with your will, with the immensity of your faith.
and shu.....
....welcome back to consciousness! you have one (1) HP remaining. you are still extremely injured. you are burnt so badly. but hey! breath fills your lungs, and your eyes flutter open.
you may have a couple of rounds to get yourselves together. the temple is quiet, and still. ]
It's fine. Eunhyuk doesn't believe in panicking. Instead, he takes out his bloodstained bag of items, selects the singular grape, and then temporarily short-circuits all rational thought as he looks down at Shu, who clearly cannot do anything but cough his 1 HP away. That means it's entirely up to him.
He puts the grape into his mouth, places cold hands on either side of Shu's face, and then leans down to kiss him.
It would be very chaste, except the intent here is to get Shu to eat this grape, so Eunhyuk will press it past Shu's lips, and into his mouth proper. Is he using tongue for this? Yes.]
[ im invested in this but also we're on a time limit (affectionate) so please wrap up your conversation in one (1) round of tags and give me emotions im hungry
"why the kissing icon" idk im committed now team grapetongued is out here]
[ i appreciate you giving us plenty of temenos/crick smooch icons while this is happening though.
shu sits up slowly and assesses the damage -- or what's left of it after getting revived. he clenches and unclenches one of his hands and looks down and where he was fully stabbed through the gut earlier, and then sighs. ]
Seems like you did something to bring me back.
[ in sitting up he's probably pushed eunhyuk back a little, but he does look up at him and that guilt and sadness cracking across his features. wild that this is one of the first times he's seen eunhyuk do something other than '_' and it comes in this context. ]
I'm pretty sure I was really trying to kill you too.
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breaking eunhyuk's glasses wasn't quite what he was going for, but it's something -- if he wears them, then he can't see in some way shape or form and that's an advantage. getting a distance between the two of them, he sets his axe down and whips out his bow and arrow. it's not the same as a gun, but the principle of the whole thing, the focus, the aiming. he understands that. his hands are steady as he holds the bow and aims, and fires one arrow, and then another quickly afterwards.
but it's not as fast as a gun would be, leaving him exposed when eunhyuk sends spikes of light after him. he rolls to one side, but it's not fast enough to avoid getting nicked on his right arm around shoulder level and one spike catches him full on through the side, plunging in through skin and muscle and sending his roll into more of an injured sprawl. one that he's quick to grit his teeth through the pain off and push to his feet when scarecrow completes his divebomb from early.
right onto eunhyuk's head, flapping his wings once, twice, before darting back up into the sky. ]
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the second should land in his chest, it would be poetic, but eunhyuk doesn't want poetic. it skims his shoulder instead as he rolls to avoid it he needs to put shu down, even like this with burns and skewered he's too strong. he has to kill him,
and then scarecrow lands, talons gouging down the side of his face, across his eye, and he grits his teeth, trying to decide -- heal? or -- no, he can take it -- he blasts another light, enveloping the area. harmless, but blinding. a desperate attempt to even the playing field --]
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but if he looks up he'll have to take his eyes off shu. shu who does not plan on letting himself get killed in in the same way viktor was. the dark is both a blessing and a curse here, he can melt into it, keep hidden but he can't get too far away or he'll lose sight of eunhyuk. eunhyuk who can just blast the area visible whenever he wants to.
so he darts backwards, into the shadows, chasing them rather than letting himself be illuminated more than he has to. eunhyuk might see him in that moment, but what he'll see is shu letting another arrow loose from his bow. only when it gets dark again will he grab the axe and make a break for where eunhyuk last stood, but the blade of the axe is forward this time, not the blunt end. ]
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but while shu has speed on his side, eunhyuk is effectively pinned by the arrow in his thigh, and the next one comes for him too, slicing across his neck.
this isn't working, he can't kill shu like this. it's that thought that resounds in his mind as shu comes lunging out of the shadows, axe aloft, and it's why eunhyuk lunges forward to meet it, letting it bite deep into his shoulder and chest.
he casts heal immediately to keep himself conscious, and then forms another light -- sending a spear of it towards shu's abdomen now that he's in range -- ]
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running out of magic is a terrible feeling. it's exhausting, it's draining. (the worst things about the nanites, is feeling like this every day.) it's because you're putting your entire heart and soul into each spell that you cast.
your spells come from aelfric, eunhyuk - the god of truth. someone told you that once, right? the truth is ugly, but that doesn't mean it's something to shy away from. you live your life so similarly. you make the hard choices no one else wants to, because you have to, because you care.
look for the truth, a voice says, ancient and wisened, somewhere in the back of your head. it melts into a more familiar one. eunyoo's voice, so familiar. you can't drown her out this time. look for the truth, oppa.
if i did not get that correct than blame tv tropes. anyway. with a 17, when you look at shu - the blackness of his eyes. the transformative state. was it ever even there? are you sure this is what you want to do?
are you sure this is how things are supposed to be?
shu. when your next hit strikes eunhyuk, he'll feel dazed - the cupid's bow arrow confuses him. what a useful ability. as far as you know, he's still trying to kill you. ]
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well, he can't dodge that at this range. he can twist himself so it doesn't cut straight through the middle of his stomach, but he can't stop the light from spearing him through the side. it's not like he can do anything smart like keep the weapon in, prevent the blood loss--
it's just light. what do you do with that? ... but it's light. it's burning and it sears and it cauterises as it damages. he's wounded but they both get a blast of the scent of burnt flesh as the spear of light pierced and sears his skin in one go. it's agonisingly painful -- but it's not like he can stop.
scarecrow divebombs eunhyuk at machfuck, blasting magic at parts of his body that are already wounded, damage upon damage. shu's able to swing his elbow up to try and crack into eunhyuk's chin. if he can knock him back, he can get some distance between them. they have items, he vaguely remembers. whether they can undo something like a holy gutting, he's not sure. but-- he has to try. ]
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it's hard to listen, his wounds from every hit prior opening farther, bleeding faster thanks to every sweep of scarecrow's wings, but the voice arrests him. eunyoo pleading with him, eunyoo never pleads but she always, always tells you to look at the truth.
he's so disoriented that shu's elbow lands with a solid hit, he can only see stars as he lands hard on the ground, trying to breathe. but he can't, the hits keep coming even as he lies prone on the ground, purple fog wisping around him.
...look for the truth. he can barely see. he never wanted things to go this way. he doesn't want this. is shu a monster or not? can he explain this brief moment of clarity? he grits his teeth, spell already building in him, he only has enough breathe to gasp]
-- Stop.
[it's a plea, an attempt to get shu to stop but eunhyuk's staff is glowing brighter anyway, making his words a mockery. because if shu doesn't stop then that means he'll have to stop him himself. if shu lunges forward then eunhyuk only has one spell left --
he doesn't want to die. he wants to save others but he doesn't want to die. eunyoo would understand, wouldn't she? the light builds and builds, unleashing a cataclysm.]
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sacred effulgence is a hell of a spell. it's unbelievably, ridiculously strong - when you cast it, even with your deeply low SP, you can feel it rising up in you. the heat of the holy light is agonizing, enough to blow your hair backwards from your face, enough to scorch everything.
for shu, there is no surviving this spell. not at that close of a range. eunhyuk goes off like a bomb - you have never felt any pain like it. it would turn you to ashes, if you were a monster. (but the thing is, you aren't a monster. you're a person, a human being, an uninfected, untouched human being. you have made so many mistakes in your life, but you are not a monster.)
the light blots out the purple fog as it expands outwards. it wipes out the trees, the mud, the forest itself. something shrieks, somewhere deep down these awful paths, a pained, monstrous noise, but it doesn't matter. light whites out your vision, too, eunhyuk, and you think, maybe... maybe this is it. maybe, hearing eunyoo's voice in your ears is what you deserve when you must be dying.
as the whole world around you whites out, though, you hear another voice. it's dahut's actually - warm and cheerful. Being responsible doesn't mean you can hold up your entire world alone, you know...! he says, light, warm. and again, the soft urging of that wise, elder voice, the one you heard at the very beginning of your time in solistia.
My cleric. The truth lies in the flame.
and then everything goes black. ]
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(people exit our lives so quickly. one minute she was there, and the next she was gone. and all you've done is chase her targets, piece by piece. what would yang say? what would teuta say? does it matter?
was eunhyuk ever actually going to kill you at all? )
and the next moment, shu lyn o'keefe is dead.
shu, you find yourself floating somewhere in the space between consciousness and unconsciousness. the brief moment between life and death. the world around you, as far as you know is blue. everything is so, so blue.
what are you thinking, in this void space? what's on your mind? or... on your immortal soul? ]
--
[ for eunhyuk, everything goes black.
or... does it?
your body hits the ground, and the sheer force of it wakes you up gasping. eunhyuk, you're conscious! you find yourself staring up over your head at an extremely tall ceiling of the interior of some kind of a temple. the air is hot and thick, like you've suddenly walked into the tropics. (you've really been all over the world, huh?)
your sacrifice destroyed the forest - and in that, you are rewarded. your injuries are... awful, but you don't think you're dying. at least not anymore? not only that, but some of your magic energy has been restored to you. it's not a lot, but you might be able to heal if you need to, and you realize, with full clarity, something else.
what you saw take over shu wasn't real.
the voices you heard - none of those were real.
when you look to your left, the second body in this temple is shu. you can see the burns you caused him - his entire body, blackened and charred, the radiant burns luminous even still in the completely pitch black temple you've found yourselves in. he lokos like he's not moving. not even breathing.
what do you do?
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it'd been some place downtown. an abandoned building site. one of those places they'd had big plans for, poured money into and abandoned as soon as the project ceased to be profitable. the sort of place you'd find a body weeks after it'd been dumped there, when some shady deal got cut short because of the scent of rot. he'd put a bullet between the guy's eyes without anyone noticing, crossed out another name on teach's list.
"no one gets to pick the day they die, but today's as good a day as they come, isn't it?"
it came for everyone eventually. some faster than others.
for him, it was probably karma. all the bodies piled up, names crossed off a long, long list like a legacy. he knew all along it'd catch up to him sooner than later.
it was only fair for that thing that clung to him for all these years to finally drag him down, wasn't it?
it might've been nice though. to live a little longer. ]
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eunhyuk sits up, looks to the right -- vision blurry still. his glasses -- the lantern -- all back in the forest. but what just happened was definitely real, that definitely happened, his injuries continue to bleed freely. but none of that matters, because he remembers everything else.
he looks to the left. he doesn't need clarity to recognize the corpse, blackened and burned. he doesn't need someone to tell him that is or what he's done. shu hadn't been a monster at all. there had been nothing wrong with him. he was supposed to live.
i killed him.
something pulses, a reminder. his staff winks in the temple heat. eunhyuk drags himself up, collapses. then he moves forward on hands and feet, frantic to get to the body that looks near unrecognizable. he's dizzy with the blood loss and he's in so much pain, but the little bit of magical power he knows he still has... he knows what to do with it.
please, please, please. he clutches the staff with the hands that have killed more than saved, and casts revive.]
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at first, you think it's not going to work. the spell, revive - it takes a lot of energy. intrinsically, you know sometimes this can wipe you out completely. that sometimes, it takes every ounce of heavenly power you can possibly manage to even get someone standing. you want to revive him, you want to restore him, you want to fix it. you want to make things right.
you remember the truth.
the sacred flame that aelfric gifted you pulses - bright, brilliant, warm, in your chest, and you feel it. you think it's taking. you think the spell might work. what kind of prayer are you thinking to save his life, eunhyuk?
--
and shu.
do you still want to live? ]
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"if a friend you lived with just out of the blue said 'hey, just so you know, i could wind up dead', wouldn't that make you mad too?"
he'd sort of promised, hadn't he?
he wouldn't mind, getting to live a little longer. ]
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Please. He'd said it to Rosamund too -- look after them. And his dying words -- survive. And now, to Shu. He doesn't know him well, but he doesn't need to know someone to want them to live.
His existence doesn't need Eunhyuk's approval, or anyone else's. It should just be.
So Eunhyuk prays, for Shu, for every person who is waiting for him to come back -- those on the ship and beyond, and for himself, prays that he can use this power that was so kindly given to him for the purpose it's finally meant for.]
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eunhyuk. you pray, and you pray, and aelfric hears your calling. some of the blackened char on shu's body starts to melt away, slowly - haloed in gold and blue. your own form flickers, briefly, nearly taking on the sacred flame itself, so bright with your will, with the immensity of your faith.
and shu.....
....welcome back to consciousness! you have one (1) HP remaining. you are still extremely injured. you are burnt so badly. but hey! breath fills your lungs, and your eyes flutter open.
you may have a couple of rounds to get yourselves together. the temple is quiet, and still. ]
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ow.
his 1 HP. he's going to cough it away. ]
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It's fine. Eunhyuk doesn't believe in panicking. Instead, he takes out his bloodstained bag of items, selects the singular grape, and then temporarily short-circuits all rational thought as he looks down at Shu, who clearly cannot do anything but cough his 1 HP away. That means it's entirely up to him.
He puts the grape into his mouth, places cold hands on either side of Shu's face, and then leans down to kiss him.
It would be very chaste, except the intent here is to get Shu to eat this grape, so Eunhyuk will press it past Shu's lips, and into his mouth proper. Is he using tongue for this? Yes.]
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would you believe me if this is like the third time i've written this exact tag in this murdergame.
anyway continue ]
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also eunhyuk, now tonguing a random guy in the middle of a holy temple.
I GUESS THIS HEALING MOUTH TO MOUTH GRAPENING IS HAPPENING. it takes shu a moment because he's. y'know. being brought back from the brink.
but then he's just conscious with a grape and eunhyuk's tongue in his mouth.
happy cyoa everyone. ]
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Eunhyuk pulls back, makes eye contact with Shu who is apparently conscious. wow, about that grape...]
You're awake.
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carry on ]
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Apparently.
Pretty sure I was dead for a moment there.
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At that, Eunhyuk bows his head.]
...You were. I killed you.
[for once, his neutral expression cracks, grief evident.]
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"why the kissing icon" idk im committed now team grapetongued is out here]
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shu sits up slowly and assesses the damage -- or what's left of it after getting revived. he clenches and unclenches one of his hands and looks down and where he was fully stabbed through the gut earlier, and then sighs. ]
Seems like you did something to bring me back.
[ in sitting up he's probably pushed eunhyuk back a little, but he does look up at him and that guilt and sadness cracking across his features. wild that this is one of the first times he's seen eunhyuk do something other than '_' and it comes in this context. ]
I'm pretty sure I was really trying to kill you too.
... So. Thanks.
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