As if on cue, Maia would suddenly find herself in the middle of a what could be assumed to be a raging tornado, sending the men spinning and rising up into its vortex to eventually slam them somewhere down in another part of the area. However, it wasn't affecting her at all, and Raven's concerned face just appeared above her.
"Hey, can ya move?" he asked as he began to examine the wound on her sternum.
No, he wasn't staring at her chest, it was the wound. The wound.
Maia couldn't speak, letting her screams die down into sobs until finally her tears ceased, leaving her breathing heavily on the ground. It took her pain-hazed mind a moment to register that there was someone else there, someone talking to her.
"I'm... I'll be fine..." she said, closing her eyes as her teeth began to chatter from the shock. "He's dead."
The statement was more to remind herself of that than anything-- though it was twice now she'd seen her brother's face as though he'd risen from the grave.
She opened her eyes again and began to push herself up, aware that she was a complete mess. "Th-thanks."
Raven glanced over where the two figures were, a skeptical look on his face. "Seemed pretty alive to me." He then returned his focus back on her, his hands immediately going to her to help give her support.
"Easy now, no need ta rush." Though it would be better if they could get out of there before the two lugs came back. "Sure ya can stand?"
Maia swiped the back of a hand over her eyes to make sure they were dry and took a deep breath. "Yeah," she said, though she was grateful for the support. "I-- I can stand."
Despite her saying so, however, she stayed seated, waiting for her trembling to slow. "That was just--" She swallowed. "Unexpected."
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As if on cue, Maia would suddenly find herself in the middle of a what could be assumed to be a raging tornado, sending the men spinning and rising up into its vortex to eventually slam them somewhere down in another part of the area. However, it wasn't affecting her at all, and Raven's concerned face just appeared above her.
"Hey, can ya move?" he asked as he began to examine the wound on her sternum.
No, he wasn't staring at her chest, it was the wound. The wound.
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"I'm... I'll be fine..." she said, closing her eyes as her teeth began to chatter from the shock. "He's dead."
The statement was more to remind herself of that than anything-- though it was twice now she'd seen her brother's face as though he'd risen from the grave.
She opened her eyes again and began to push herself up, aware that she was a complete mess. "Th-thanks."
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"Easy now, no need ta rush." Though it would be better if they could get out of there before the two lugs came back. "Sure ya can stand?"
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Despite her saying so, however, she stayed seated, waiting for her trembling to slow. "That was just--" She swallowed. "Unexpected."
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