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StuffOfLegend · 06-17-2010, 02:58 PM

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Originally Posted by frankluva101

Bradin looked at Finn-Stella. His eyes were fixed on her. He hated the sight of blood which was why he was looking at Finn-Stella, not his wound. Then she pressed something against the wound. "Thanks Finn-Stella" he said to her. He looked down at his injury, hoping the bleeding had stopped. It had but there was still a lot of blood there. Then he heard her say he could stop the pain. His eyes shot straight to her with hope in his eyes. "How?" he asked sounding very hopeful at that moment. It had to be enough to stop Justin's pain too.

She smiled. "You're welcome." It was a proper smile, a smile she hoped would make him feel just a little better, despite the pain he was so blatantly in. She gently dabbed the scarf against his stomach, being careful not to press too hard, keeping her eyes fixed on the now clotting gash at his skin. Blood. She watched it curl delicately off her fingers, swamping her scarf; the smell of metal and sweat clinging to her nose.

Finn's gaze didn't waver at Bradin's rather urgent "How?" She paused for a moment, as if waiting for her brain to click into place. "It's hard." she said finally. And it was hard. Very hard. Like an igloo. An igloo was hard, because it was made out of ice. And ice was cold. And cold was bad. "You have to use your mind." she said, pulling the scarf back and inspecting the wound. "And trust in something." She flicked her unfailing stare back to his face, that wistful smile clinging to her lips... "Really trust in something." ...that same look of lostness and wonder clouding her features. "And then you use that to break it. Stop it." A laugh escaped her throat, a brilliant tinkly laugh, like wind chimes quaking in a summer breeze. "And make the hurt go away."

06-17-2010, 02:58 PM	#189 (permalink)
StuffOfLegend Puffskein Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: Ish Sorry :'( Posts: 1,591 Hogwarts RPG Name: Finn-Stella Daniels Third Year	Quote: Originally Posted by frankluva101 Bradin looked at Finn-Stella. His eyes were fixed on her. He hated the sight of blood which was why he was looking at Finn-Stella, not his wound. Then she pressed something against the wound. "Thanks Finn-Stella" he said to her. He looked down at his injury, hoping the bleeding had stopped. It had but there was still a lot of blood there. Then he heard her say he could stop the pain. His eyes shot straight to her with hope in his eyes. "How?" he asked sounding very hopeful at that moment. It had to be enough to stop Justin's pain too. She smiled. "You're welcome." It was a proper smile, a smile she hoped would make him feel just a little better, despite the pain he was so blatantly in. She gently dabbed the scarf against his stomach, being careful not to press too hard, keeping her eyes fixed on the now clotting gash at his skin. Blood. She watched it curl delicately off her fingers, swamping her scarf; the smell of metal and sweat clinging to her nose. Finn's gaze didn't waver at Bradin's rather urgent "How?" She paused for a moment, as if waiting for her brain to click into place. "It's hard." she said finally. And it was hard. Very hard. Like an igloo. An igloo was hard, because it was made out of ice. And ice was cold. And cold was bad. "You have to use your mind." she said, pulling the scarf back and inspecting the wound. "And trust in something." She flicked her unfailing stare back to his face, that wistful smile clinging to her lips... *"Really* trust in something." ...that same look of lostness and wonder clouding her features. "And then you use that to break it. Stop it." A laugh escaped her throat, a brilliant tinkly laugh, like wind chimes quaking in a summer breeze. "And make the hurt go away."** __________________ 'Cause w h e n* I close my eyes and *d r i f t* away,* I think of *y o u* and *e v e r y t h i n g s* okay... And maybe it's *t r u e, That I can't live without y o u, Well maybe t w o is better than *o n e** Last edited by StuffOfLegend; 06-17-2010 at 03:05 PM.