The Testing ☢ The Pain ☣ The Revolt /v.2 -accepting

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[j. bourne]

☬ Pure Symbol Weaponry ☬ Gender Masculine ☬ Age 16 ☬ Feeling Dazed ☬ Location Clearing ☬ Tags None

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Through glassy eyes, Silas stared at the calm sky. The sky was blue, but the boy only saw it as a pale, staticy grey. He moved his head to the right, and spotted a fuzzy figure about seven feet away. The figure, it seemed, was shot... Just like Silas. The lanky albino made a weak attempt to roll onto his chest, and let out a yell of pain. Genive was gone, and there were now four other men nearby. Still in pain from moving, Silas pushed himself up onto his elbows and lifted his pale face. His ghoslty blue eyes looked over the men, who handn't paid much attention to him. The young man wondered if they would be able to help him; help him get to a safer place, along with the other injured guy. Silas opened his mouth and made an attempt to call to them, but no sound left his pale lips.

[fiver]

Eric gently patted Max's hand on his arm and glared at Eleven. "Your sick. You come here, destroy the rebel base and want to make peace after you've won!?" He let out a sarcastic laugh. "Unbelievable." he uttered and look around at the dead guards and frowned seeing one alive-but not a guard, it was a pure. He looked at Peter.

Eleven winced trying to stand but the hole from the bullet and the loss of blood had effected him. Falling back on the ground and laying his head on the dirt. His black short hair was in contact with the ground, breathing hollow. "I don't want to hurt you." He said clenching his eyes shut.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
He flinched hearing Eric and watched Eric and the. Eleven before going to elevens side. He looked at him wearily but worriedly and sadly at the same time.

Peter
He glanced at the injured pure before looking at Eric and then Max before turning and started walking away without a word.

[fiver]

Eric looked at Peter before watching Eleven and max.

Eleven glanced at Max with pain filled eyes.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
He hesitated before crouching down and tearing part of his hoodie off and placed it on elevens wound applying pressure but didn't say one word.

Peter
He continued walking away before he was out of sight. He leaned against a tree and put a hand on his head gritting his teeth "dang it...I really shouldn't have pushed it after all these years..." He muttered

[fiver]

Eleven out cry when max put pressure on his wound. "I really am sorry."He said quietly. Sounding truely like a real person instead of power hungry leader.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
He tensed but still said nothing. He tore another piece off his hoodie and tied the blood soaked ball of cloth to the wound. He looked at eleven and stood up. He narrowed his eyes before kicking him in the side and glared at him but had tears running down his face.

[fiver]

Eric reached a hand out to comfort max but drew it back.

Eleven winced when he was kicked and looked at him confused at the sudden tears.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max
He was quivering "why?! Why!?!?" Tears streamed down his face and he ran off.