John came out of the teleport, blinded by the pain in his arm, and wanting to scream even though his lungs had close up on him. He drop to his knees, blood soaking into his jacket, and dripping onto the stone under him. 'John...John...' Kit's voice, working it way through the roar of pain. He felt her aether, leeching the poison from his system, and easing the pain somewhat. He look up and pass Kit, finding himself infront of the Dusk. He reach up, placing his hand over the new wound on his left arm, the strike that Lady M'lissa gave with her poison dagger having struck the point that Fabrellet had struck with that void taint dagger.
'Hate her...hurt you.' Kit was crying into his chest, even as he heal the new wound on his arm. After removing his hand from the heal stab wound, he ran a finger down her back.
"I...push too hard..." he said, the pain in his lung not making it easier to get air into them. "She...was trying to...protect..." He look over to the door, before forcing himself to his feet. He had to get inside before the others woke up. Hopefully it would rain soon before the anyone would notice the blood on the ground. He stumble across the grass, almost slamming against the door. "Do...don't say...anything, Kit."
He push the door open and close it. No one was up and made his way to the doors that lead to their rooms. Pain tremors were starting up, his body catching up to the amount of pain the poison had started up before Kit was able to leech the poison from his system. He made it to his room, locking the door behind him, sliding down the door, and curling into a ball. He just hope that she could forgive him for making her feel the need to attack him.
'Hate her...hurt you.' Kit was crying into his chest, even as he heal the new wound on his arm. After removing his hand from the heal stab wound, he ran a finger down her back.
"I...push too hard..." he said, the pain in his lung not making it easier to get air into them. "She...was trying to...protect..." He look over to the door, before forcing himself to his feet. He had to get inside before the others woke up. Hopefully it would rain soon before the anyone would notice the blood on the ground. He stumble across the grass, almost slamming against the door. "Do...don't say...anything, Kit."
He push the door open and close it. No one was up and made his way to the doors that lead to their rooms. Pain tremors were starting up, his body catching up to the amount of pain the poison had started up before Kit was able to leech the poison from his system. He made it to his room, locking the door behind him, sliding down the door, and curling into a ball. He just hope that she could forgive him for making her feel the need to attack him.
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