[ Why is everything so hazy? No matter what he does to try and clear his mind everything feels as though it's moving in slow motion. The pain at his chest doesn't do him any favors either, and he presses his palm over the wound as soon as he's made to. The blood oozes out over his hand, between fingers, and he clamps his hand down against it. He shouldn't be alive, he shouldn't be standing, he shouldn't be—
Moving. Right, they're moving, and he tries to put one foot in front of the other as his vision doubles, blurring dark at the edges. ] I have to tell you—
[ There was something, wasn't there? There was something he remembers he needed to say. The arm over Roy's shoulder causes him to cry out, makes him pause to lurch a little, weight shifting into the man a little to heavily.
He's going to die here.
The realization is real and vivid and he tries to will some life back into his body, tries to will the blood back into his chest where it's freely flowing. The adrenaline kicks in and he grips Roy's shoulder as tight as he can, fights through something that should have immobilized him ages ago. ]
You have to stop them. You have to— [ He coughs, a line of blood starting from his mouth to his chin. ]
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Moving. Right, they're moving, and he tries to put one foot in front of the other as his vision doubles, blurring dark at the edges. ] I have to tell you—
[ There was something, wasn't there? There was something he remembers he needed to say. The arm over Roy's shoulder causes him to cry out, makes him pause to lurch a little, weight shifting into the man a little to heavily.
He's going to die here.
The realization is real and vivid and he tries to will some life back into his body, tries to will the blood back into his chest where it's freely flowing. The adrenaline kicks in and he grips Roy's shoulder as tight as he can, fights through something that should have immobilized him ages ago. ]
You have to stop them. You have to— [ He coughs, a line of blood starting from his mouth to his chin. ]