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[viva_la_materia]

I FIGURED IT OUT!

The slots are for materia! You put materia in them and I HAD SOME all along!

I just didn't realize it because lol Tree but whatever, there was that crazy memory explosion or something last week and I remembered how they feel. It's like they're alive in your hand and you can feel what they're supposed do, like a reflection or a

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[viva_la_materia]

[Materia couldn't help it.] Geez!

[She clapped one hand over her mouth in dismay, nearly dropping her boomerang, as the minor bolt that was supposed to stand Night's hair on end practically fried him, leaving him hanging on the rope railing of the bridge. Not how this was supposed to go!]

[She'd actually taken a few running steps back onto the bridge, wanting to make sure her stupid rival who she did not enjoy hanging out with was okay, when he pulled himself together suddenly and started running towards her and shouting.]

[Was this some kinda ruse? Materia wrinkled her nose, but - he looked seriously freaked out, so she hit the brakes and turned around and - ]

Ah!

[It was more of a squeak than a scream, as her throat closed up in terror almost before the noise left her mouth. There was no way to be prepared for this. She'd fought plenty of times before, but she'd only been killed once, and the memory was, to put it lightly, still fresh

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[As he talked, Materia glanced over at the dissolving Hollow again. Something...warmed up, a little, under her ribs. She had helped kill that thing, the monster that looked so much like the ones that had murdered her and her brother. She was a fighter to be reckoned with, now. She wasn't helpless anymore, didn't have to stand by and watch monsters destroy the people she loved.

--wait, no. Cared about? Um. Well, the people she didn't hate, but...she'd been thinking about Wolf, not Night, so...!

Fortunately for all concerned, Night chose that moment to thump himself and turn white. Forgetting her social categorization quandaries, Materia winced.]

Idiot. We're going to Wellspring first.

[Hurrying over to the Hollow's body, she planted her boot on its head for leverage and yanked her boomerang loose from its evaporating jaws, then jogged back to Night, grabbing his arm and unceremoniously towing the much larger fighter towards the bridge.]

Come on. If you pass out I'm not gonna be able to drag you there.

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...'kay.

[Well, who was he to complain? He planned the quickest route as she went to get her things, but to his surprise she returned and took the initiative. Though he tried to complain at first, he was silently grateful for the lift. His legs felt like lead, and on his own he probably would have lost track of where he was going, brain all goofed up on blood loss.

Part of him wondered who won their duel. ...And part of him didn't really care.]

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[She was a little surprised at how meekly he let himself be dragged across the bridge, but Materia wasn't going to question it. Honestly, it worried her a little bit - heck, it was almost never a good sign when she was that quiet.

At any rate, she could worry about that later. Right now, she was totally focused on getting Night to the medics! ...mostly.]

You really think I was cool?

[She glanced over her shoulder at him as she said it. Y'know, to check and make sure he wasn't turning any paler from all the walking.]

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[It helped when he was calm, got his mind off of things. He felt a little light and just wanted to lie down and sleep it off, but those nagging feelings had to be shoved aside. Those were bad feelings.]

Super cool.

[Left foot, right foot... he was making okay progress. How many islands did they have to pass, how many bridges...? He couldn't think straight. At the edges of his vision was a growing shade of gray.]

K-keep talking and I'll listen. I'm trying not t'pass out.

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[Materia nodded, feeling a surge of worry - and determination. She was gonna get him to the clinic, and then she was gonna go clean her boomerang, and then? She was gonna practice, until she was good enough that the next time this happened? Nobody got hurt at all.

And when she was done practicing...then she could feel pleased that somebody thought she was cool.]

Okay. Um...hey, did I tell you yet about how I found this thing? 'Cause I almost missed it, but I was trying to climb up this pile of spare pipes or something and I tripped...

[Talking as cheerfully and energetically as she could, Materia forged onward. It felt...good to be a hero, for once. Was that dork rubbing off on her or something? Heh. Go figure.]