~~Holiday Special (Day 7/7, Page 1/6)~~
Hector and Lynn both screeched to a halt and tried to box Desmond in with metal and shadow together.
It wasn’t enough.
The explosion shook the whole building and ripped their hasty container to pieces, even breaking Lynnette’s shadow. The shock wave hit Hector like a train. He flew through a wall, then another, and was outside, toppling through grass and dirt until finally skidding to a stop.
His armor was in tatters, and his body was in shreds. Most of the flesh on his face was gone. His torso was no better, exposed ribs jutting out of his chest, jagged and broken. Blood seemed to be everywhere.
His extremities, however, were still attached, apart from a missing foot and half an arm. And he was still conscious. His eardrums were blown out. His eyes were gone. All the nerve endings on the front side of his body were destroyed. But Hector was awake, still aware that everything was regenerating.
And he couldn’t speak yet, but he could think. ‘Garovel?!’
‘I’m safe, Hector. You suppressed it enough for me to get out of the blast radius in time.’
He would have breathed a sigh of relief if his lungs hadn’t been crushed into a meaty paste. ‘A-and... what happened to Lynn?’
‘I’m searching for her now.’
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A purple streak shoved the massive, wooden desk off of her. Lynnette coughed, half-expecting to see blood, but saw none. She wasn’t sure if that was because the blood genuinely wasn’t there or because she could barely see straight at the moment.
Before trying to move, she shut her eye and did a roll call. All of her limbs still worked, but she was reasonably sure that at least two of her ribs were broken. A pounding headache was there as well, and she raised a hand to her forehead and found a bit of blood there.
“Hoh,” she breathed. She shifted off of her back and onto all fours. “I definitely felt that one...” She tried to stand and stumbled.
Looking around, she realized that she wasn’t sure where she’d ended up. Whatever room this used to be, it was rubble now.
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I thought she only had one eye?
ReplyDeleteAha, yes. Silly me. Fixed, thank you.
ReplyDelete"He would have breathed a sigh of relief his lungs hadn’t been crushed into a meaty paste."
ReplyDeleteThere's a word missing I think, but I don't really know how to fix this. The only phrasing I'm vaguely familiar with would be "had his lungs not been crushed" or something like that.
Indeed, there was a missing "if." Fixed now, thank you.
ReplyDeleteI think that's supposed to be "roll call."
ReplyDeleteStill trying to catch up after your holiday posting frenzy!
Fixed, thank you.
ReplyDeleteI'm more worried about the King.
ReplyDeleteDamn, Lynn's a fucking TANK!!!
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