09-15-2014, 12:39 PM
Ayden took his hand and he wondered what she expected to do. It hurt- definitely broken- but he'd deal with it. Well, the rush was wearing off and the pain was sharpening but there wasn't much to be done without any kind of pain reliever. She looked up at him- at his protest- and he felt a chill. He was sweating- fighting tended to do that, what with the rush, which he loved. He laughed. Those bastards thought he'd been toast. But anyway, he was sweating and the cold must have given him the chills.
He looked over at those assholes. He was going to have to make sure- "MOTHER FUCKER!!!!"
It was like somebody had dunked him in ice-water. All the air left his lungs and his chest was tight and he couldn't take a breath. Finally, air came to him and suddenly the cold was gone-
-And so was the pain in his hand! He took it, flexed it, probed at his knuckles, staring at it. The scratches and blood was still there. But the the pain from this morning- from just now- was completely gone!
He looked her in the eye. Sasha and her sweet ass disappeared from his mind. "How'd you do that?"
he asked breathlessly.
Edited by Sebastian, Sep 15 2014, 12:39 PM.
He looked over at those assholes. He was going to have to make sure- "MOTHER FUCKER!!!!"
It was like somebody had dunked him in ice-water. All the air left his lungs and his chest was tight and he couldn't take a breath. Finally, air came to him and suddenly the cold was gone-
-And so was the pain in his hand! He took it, flexed it, probed at his knuckles, staring at it. The scratches and blood was still there. But the the pain from this morning- from just now- was completely gone!
He looked her in the eye. Sasha and her sweet ass disappeared from his mind. "How'd you do that?"
he asked breathlessly.
Edited by Sebastian, Sep 15 2014, 12:39 PM.