RP Catch all

[jumpygrumpy]

To one day have some basic starters lol

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[revolutionne]

[ That Estinien was aware of each movement that Nidhogg had taken in his body makes Aymeric's heart ache. What true torture to see his own hands, hear a twisted version of his own voice shout out against his comrades. Truly, Estinien deserved no such fate and the wounds inflicted there were not ones to be undone by even the most skilled healers. That would be left up to Estinien himself, yet Aymeric is determined to offer all the aid that he can.

Aymeric shakes his head, wishing he could will away the image entirely. Yet Estinien seems to be in good humor about the incident none-the-less. ]

Aye. Though I admit it had caught me off guard, 'twas the kinder fate.

[ Nothing in comparison to how exhausted the dragoon must be feeling after everything else that has transpired. For all the warmth that Ayemric emits, he does feel the pangs of regret start to seep in despite his best efforts to keep them concealed for Estinien's benefit. ]

...A lesser man would yet be able to speak after such an ordeal. You never cease to amaze me, my friend.

[jumpygrumpy]

[It was a vile memory, unpleasant in every aspect. He'd tasted the man's blood in his mouth, heard his pained cry. But, he'd also shared a mind with Nidhogg. Looking up at Aymeric, smiling and warm as the wyrm lay dead, stood in direct defiance to the ancient dragon's pure arrogance and wrath. He'd felt the outstanding and overwhelming rage and power of the wyrm, and yet here still stood the other man, practically unscathed.

Practically poetry.

It stood to reason however, that the sensation of it wouldn't be so easily forgotten, nor personally forgiven. But now perhaps was not the time to burden the other man with those darker, more private thoughts.]

Could I not... I'd surely disappoint myself.

[Even if it was only a few words at a time, spoken no louder than a murmur. Now though, his consciousness was starting to fade, the extent of his injuries too great to stay awake for much longer. His hand upon Aymeric's began to falter, his eyes unfocusing.]

Please, should Alphinaud ask after me... Let him know... I'm going to be very upset if his whinging wakes me up.

[revolutionne]

[ A few words, yes, but each appreciated. Aymeric certainly does not want Estinien to burden himself with the effort should it prove too much, but he most assuredly enjoys the confirmation of his well-being. That they could come to this moment at all feels a gift--a part of him had accepted that Estinien may truly be beyond their ability to save.

Never has he been so glad to be wrong. ]

No one would have thought less of you, yet you insist on being a stubborn fool...and full glad am I for it.

[ Aymeric shifts Estinien's weight ever so, a slight readjustment to make sure that his grip holds fast. The steps up towards Congregation will be the most difficult part, but he is determined to see this through to the end.

For his chiding, Estinien does earn a smile and a light huff of a laugh. ]

Rest, love. We will have Alphinaud take care.

[ That is if Aymeric is at all willing to relinquish his own vigil when the time comes.

...The irony being, of course, that Estinien does wake as soon as Aymeric departs and gives into the boy's requests to see the sleeping dragoon for himself. ]