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ʟᴜᴄɪɴᴀ 'ᴡᴇᴇɴɪᴇ ᴍᴀɢɴᴇᴛ' ᴄʜʀᴏᴍsᴏɴ ([personal profile] tolight) wrote in [community profile] diademooc 2025-05-25 04:09 am (UTC)

YES sounds perfect!

[ The whole thing doesn't look pretty, as shadowed and grey as all of it is; the only reason she manages to curb her instinct to flinch is because she's too busy moving forward, the question of his well being on the tip of her tongue—

Until she realizes what it was that fell on him. ]
Gods. [ On an exhale. Lucina's hands stutter forward before she drops to her knees and tries to reach out to where she thinks the worst of the bleeding is, putting pressure on the wound. As if something would follow and magically fix itself once she did that. She can feel the barely-there rise and fall of their chest. The second hand joins the first.

( She remembers Brady mentioning it once, the first time she stumbled into the medical tents when they were desperate for an extra set of hands. Slow the bleeding until the magic can do its work. Earn them the few seconds they need before they're able to get to them.

There's no magic here. The few seconds here doesn't matter. )

She looks up to Amos, eyes wide in the dark. If they were to call for help now, who would even respond? Would they even get here in time? Quietly— ]
We— I don't— [ They were expecting a fight. ]

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