"Jay," says Tim, the warning of whatever you have to say can fucking well wait heavy in his voice. "Whatever it is -"
And then Jay is pulled sharply up and back, arms and legs dangling sickeningly like a marionette being dragged off by its strings, hanging there for a reeling scrap of a second before he's unceremoniously and abruptly gone.
fo un dyou
"Nonono, no, Jay!" It found them. It found them. It always finds them. Tim lurches forward, one arm outstretched desperately, leaving his fingers clawing for the empty patch of air where Jay's hand was before he doubles over and folds to the ground on all fours. His lungs are on fire, his head is on fire, he coughs hoarse and jagged, and a spray of dark thickness coats the leaves, blood spattering against the ground and the inside of his mouth and the backs of his teeth.
"Jay," Tim says again weakly, spitting out blood, lifting his head to stare out at the horrible pooled darkness. There's ringing in his head and static wailing in his brain, and he has to go and do something stupid, Jay must be rubbing off on him, so he surges to his feet in a lunge of breathless gasping and uncoordination, pitching himself heavily after.
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"Jay," says Tim, the warning of whatever you have to say can fucking well wait heavy in his voice. "Whatever it is -"
And then Jay is pulled sharply up and back, arms and legs dangling sickeningly like a marionette being dragged off by its strings, hanging there for a reeling scrap of a second before he's unceremoniously and abruptly gone.
fo un dyou
"Nonono, no, Jay!" It found them. It found them.
It always finds them.Tim lurches forward, one arm outstretched desperately, leaving his fingers clawing for the empty patch of air where Jay's hand was before he doubles over and folds to the ground on all fours. His lungs are on fire, his head is on fire, he coughs hoarse and jagged, and a spray of dark thickness coats the leaves, blood spattering against the ground and the inside of his mouth and the backs of his teeth."Jay," Tim says again weakly, spitting out blood, lifting his head to stare out at the horrible pooled darkness. There's ringing in his head and static wailing in his brain, and he has to go and do something stupid, Jay must be rubbing off on him, so he surges to his feet in a lunge of breathless gasping and uncoordination, pitching himself heavily after.
His vision erupts into colors that don't exist.