[He wants to snarl that he knows exactly the price of the magic. Yank down his collar and show him the ragged spiderweb of scarring across his chest that grows with each battle. To tell him of the ashy lines that crawled away from Crowe's eyes, scars they all bore, mages dropping dead mid-spell because there just wasn't enough left in them to feed the magic any more.]
It kills a hell of a lot slower than a gunshot.
[Says the man who is currently dying because of one.
Well, two.
Fuck it hurts. Drinking is painful too, putting anything more in his ravaged belly is excruciating but he guzzles down potion after ether, everything Izunia gives him until he's worried he might actually throw up, pain dulling and his head swimming from the blood loss but his stomach churning angrily. Maybe he should just warp and be done with it. Let it come up if it wants to, let him die if that's what his body really wants.
The subtle shift in his tone is lost on Nyx, a testament to just how bad off he is. But the phrasing is more casual and that alone makes him smirk, amused and completely out of fucks to give.]
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It kills a hell of a lot slower than a gunshot.
[Says the man who is currently dying because of one.
Well, two.
Fuck it hurts. Drinking is painful too, putting anything more in his ravaged belly is excruciating but he guzzles down potion after ether, everything Izunia gives him until he's worried he might actually throw up, pain dulling and his head swimming from the blood loss but his stomach churning angrily. Maybe he should just warp and be done with it. Let it come up if it wants to, let him die if that's what his body really wants.
The subtle shift in his tone is lost on Nyx, a testament to just how bad off he is. But the phrasing is more casual and that alone makes him smirk, amused and completely out of fucks to give.]
Magic is definitely bullshit.